The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

Name: Bai Lang

Lifespan: 25 years / ? ? ?

[Abilities: Power Flow 65%, Complete Realm 70%, Magnetic Field Rotation 70 horsepower, Death Language (possesses partial authority over death, can see the dead, communicate with the dead, enslave the dead, enter the spirit world), Soul Splitting (can split one's own soul; the split soul can ignore the rules of the universe and travel through time, possessing the body of a person with weak willpower)]

[Ability Value: ? (Gained by creating fluctuations in the world's influence)]

[You can spend 50 ability points to draw other abilities or unlock a feature]

For some unknown reason, their original lifespan and ability values ​​have become question marks.

But Bai Lang could vaguely guess what this blue panel was.

If his guess is correct, perhaps it's all just an experiment.

"Dude, there are hardly any superheroes left in Gotham. How about you join us in taking down the only city left for humanity?"

"Once we win them over, we can have whatever we want—as much money as we want, whatever kind of woman we want!"

After gathering the supervillains, Killer Croc and Riddler approached White Wave and extended an invitation.

Bai Lang's powerful muscles and imposing physique had already attracted their attention.

This made both of them think of Bane, who was killed by the Angel of Death.

"You rascal, could it be...?"

"That's right, I am Bai Lang, the Emperor of Magnetic Fields!"

???

Shouldn't you be Bain?!

Chapter 212 This guy is definitely not a superhero!

Gotham City is not peaceful at night.

Especially when supervillains are preparing to unite, rebel against the superheroes, and then take over the city.

Suddenly, a guy who looked like a supervillain or a superhero appeared.

"Magnetic Field Emperor? Has any of you heard of that name?" The Riddler frowned and asked the supervillains beside him.

The other supervillains had never heard of this name before, so they looked at the Riddler and his group with complete bewilderment.

Killer Crocodile Wayne Jones scratched his head, his wrinkled face looking at Bai Lang, and said in a deep voice:

"None of us have heard of you. Which city are you from before?"

“I used to be from Gotham,” Bai Lang answered truthfully.

"Fuck! You're from Gotham, how come we didn't know?" Killer Croc cursed angrily.

"What gang did you used to belong to?"

"From the Eastern District Police Station."

Bai Lang recalled the time when he was a junior sheriff in Gotham City.

At that time, although he did not have much power, the responsibilities he had to bear were also very small.

All they need to do is take good care of the Gotham East district under their jurisdiction.

Now, he not only has his own White Dream Building on his shoulders, but also the Earth of the main universe.

He hadn't forgotten that Darkseid was still eyeing Earth in the main universe.

However, with the Justice League's current strength, it would be extremely difficult for Darkseid to take over Earth in the main universe.

They might even get a brutal beating from Adam and those Kryptonians.

Of course, unless something unexpected happens along the way.

Otherwise, with the Justice League's luxurious setup on Earth in the main universe, Bai Lang couldn't imagine what kind of major crisis might occur on Earth.

......

As it turns out, even the strongest beings who possess negative speed power and are about to break through the realm of 750,000 horsepower of matter reorganization could not have foreseen the crisis that the main universe was facing.

As soon as Lex Luthor and Bizarro returned to Metropolis, they saw the moon obscuring the sun.

He was stunned for a moment, looking at the portal behind him and then at the dark and gloomy world in front of him.

Is this our Earth?

He asked Bizarro, who was standing next to him.

Bizarro was originally a clone of Superman created by Lex Luthor by collecting Kryptonian blood, which he planned to clone over ten years.

However, his cloning time did not meet expectations. In just five years, he awakened Bizarro and then formed the Injustice League to fight against the Justice League.

Because he was not yet a fully mature Superman clone, Bizarro looked like a zombie.

Various twisted and hideous cracks appeared on his body.

“I’m not sure either, but this should be our Earth. Look, the Lex Building is still the same as the one you built before.”

Bizarro pointed to the somewhat dilapidated Lex Building not far ahead.

Above the building is a huge LED screen, which originally played information about Lex Industries' projects and some government news.

For some unknown reason, only a few menacing characters were displayed on it.

"The world belongs to us."

"What's going on?" Lex Luthor looked up at the metropolis that was so different from the one he had left behind.

The sun in the sky was blocked by the moon, and the ground was dark and gloomy.

Even on the streets, supervillains are constantly randomly arresting people, acting as random superheroes.

The entire metropolis is in chaos, and the superheroes who once fought crime and maintained order have vanished.

"Where's Superman?!" Lex Luthor frowned, looking at the chaos around him with some surprise.

"Why didn't he show up when the metropolis became like this?"

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be done by superheroes to uphold justice?"

Where the hell have all these guys gone?!

Lex Luthor was furious.

He didn't know why the Metropolis had become like this.

All he knew was that those superheroes didn't come out to maintain order or uphold their so-called justice.

Why did it turn out like this?

When he left, the Metropolitan Museum of Art was still doing just fine, wasn't it?

With Superman and those Kryptonians protecting it, how could Metropolis possibly have turned into this?

Lex Luthor wanted nothing more than to rush up to Superman and demand an explanation for how Metropolis had become what it was.

But not far away, a series of muffled sounds kept coming.

"The world belongs to us! It belongs to us super criminals! The law of nature is survival of the fittest. We have power, so naturally we should rule the world!"

"Those incompetent fools who have neither strength nor talent should be at the bottom of society, instead of sitting high above everyone else and enjoying the fruits of countless people's labor!"

"The poor are the same! They should dedicate everything they have to this world, even their lives!"

"..."

There are many similar slogans, but Lex Luthor and Bizarro have already quietly infiltrated Lex Tower.

Only then did they realize that this was not just happening in the metropolis; the whole world had changed.

It's completely different from the world he left behind.

The Justice League has disappeared, and only the Crime Syndicate, with whom he briefly collaborated on Earth-3, remains.

The world has fallen into the hands of this group of supervillains.

As for why not cooperate with the crime syndicate to rule the world together?

Lex Luthor had no such idea at all.

His ultimate goal has always been to allow superhumans to interfere with the development of human society.

Once these powerful beings interfere with the development of human society, the progress of human civilization will begin to stagnate.

Of course, this is his personal opinion.

But as the president of Lex Industries, Lex Luthor knows a great deal.

He believed his views were absolutely correct, so he did not choose to associate with these criminal syndicate members.

His power armor was damaged and needed to be replaced.

And on the 23rd basement level of Lex Tower, there happens to be his latest power armor.

"Metropolis is about to be destroyed. The Justice League is dead, Superman is nowhere to be found, and there's also that Magnet Emperor."

"All the superheroes who used to protect the world have disappeared. Now it's up to us to take this world back!"

"Now, it's Lex Luthor's turn!"

......

The Broken Bat Universe, Gotham.

"So you're a superhero?"

Killer Croc raised an eyebrow, looking at the tall, muscular figure in front of him, his tone full of hostility.

"You can think of me that way; I'm not just a superhero." Bai Lang felt his power gradually being sublimated.

The progress of fusing the split souls gradually slowed down, but each increase in the power of the magnetic field rotation was an exponential improvement for him.

With each increase in strength, he felt as if he could easily crush dozens of his own versions with 700,000 strength each.

Although there are also the benefits of power flow and the complete realm, the improvement of these two things is not as significant as the improvement of power quantity.

"It's not just about being a superhero. We don't care who you are in other roles. As a superhero, we've never seen you before. You're probably just some unknown third or fourth-rate superhero."