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Superman's eyes lit up. Did he really have so many forms?

"Excuse me, sir, how can I transform into those forms?"

“Those forms require many specific factors, and I can’t give you a precise answer, but I can tell you a mature promotion path.”

"Please speak," Superman asked respectfully.

"The sun is the source of power for Kryptonians, so what if you became the sun?"

Superman was taken aback. Become the sun?

"Throw yourself into the sun. If you come out alive, you can be promoted to Golden Superman, or the Sun God, and will have the power to reach the Almighty Father. However, this is a probability."

"Probability?"

"Hmm, about a 1% probability."

"What about the other probabilities?"

"There's probably not even any ashes left. That's the sun, not a small furnace."

Superman suddenly went black.

Chapter 153 You Stinky Bat, I've Tolerated You for Too Long!

Bruce Wayne stroked his double chin, glanced thoughtfully at Superman, and thought, "There's a possibility of failure, and the chances of failure are quite high. Maybe I can try to trick this guy into giving it a shot later."

Of course, this is a plan that can only be used when Superman loses control.

Superman said, somewhat speechless, "With a 99% chance of failure, I think I probably won't consider this method."

"Not necessarily. This is a well-established and clearly defined path to advancement. Your other paths require too many external factors, and the chances of failure are not low. Most importantly, most of them are far less powerful than the Golden Superman form."

Superman rubbed his head in pain: "But the chances are too slim!"

Even if you say 30%, he might still dare to try it, but 1%, what's the difference between that and suicide!

"You just said that most of them are far less powerful than Golden Superman, does that mean there are other, even more powerful forms?"

"Of course there are, but not many. As far as I know, there are only three types stronger than Golden Superman: Supreme Little Superman, Silver Superman, and Mind Superman, also known as Idealistic Superman."

Superman's eyes once again showed anticipation.

"Supreme Little Superman, don't even think about it, it has nothing to do with you. Theoretically, even if the universe explodes, you still won't be able to advance."

This form is purely a matter of fate. It's not too late to consider this thing when you have incredible luck and can enter the so-called Origin Earth.

"Silver Superman, the legendary Superman. As I understand it, this probably requires you to revert to your ancestral bloodline and become a Silver bloodline before you can advance. Once you become a Silver Superman, you can directly enter the realm of a single entity. You can extinguish the sun with a single breath, and you can blow away the entire '443' solar system with a sneeze. You can play with planets like ping-pong balls. You can defy the Grandmother Law. Even if someone travels through time and kills all your relatives, your existence will not be erased."

"hiss!"

Gasps of shock filled the air once again.

Superman's eyes were practically glowing; he was so powerful, just hearing about him made him sound incredibly strong!

"Atavism? This seems more reliable than the previous one."

"Why do you think that advancing directly to a single-target Silver Super Saiyan is easier than advancing to the level of an Omnipotent Celestial Father-level Gold Super Saiyan?"

Superman's vision went black again: "Could it be that this possibility is even lower than that one?"

"The success rate should be about the same. However, that form requires a very strong foundation. Theoretically, you need to become a Gold Superman and then have a 1% chance of reverting to a Silver Superman and ascending to the top in one step."

Superman: ………

Why are all of his promotions so dangerous?

Having encountered a 1% chance twice in a row, Superman felt he was unlikely to have that kind of luck, otherwise he would have bought a lottery ticket long ago.

"Don't you understand?"

"You should know that for a normal life form to become a sub-father, it requires sufficient qualifications and at least several decades, or even several hundred years, to succeed. To step into the level of a father, it often takes several thousand or tens of thousands of years. To go further and become a single entity, it takes at least a million years."

"And you, you only need to try your luck twice. In theory, you can surpass the efforts of others over countless years and go straight to the single point in just a few days."

"You must understand that above the Father, every realm requires sufficient aptitude and potential. Those who achieve this almost all possess extraordinary aptitude and potential. What more could you possibly want?"

With this explanation, Superman understood and fell into deep thought.

"As for the ultimate mind superhuman, that level is indescribable. Mind, idealism, just hearing these terms makes it clear what level it is. You can have any ability you want. As for how to reach that level, no one knows. Perhaps even the mind superhuman himself doesn't know. He will achieve it when the time is right, otherwise he will never achieve it."

Bruce Wayne suddenly reached out and patted Superman on the shoulder. He had been incredibly nervous before, but now he had come to terms with it. With such a low probability, unless he was crazy or pushed to the limit, he would never be so foolish as to take a chance.

Therefore, as long as he doesn't encounter those special factors, this guy will most likely remain in his current state for the rest of his life. Although a normal Superman can also grow to the so-called sub-Celestial Father limit, which is also very dangerous, it is much, much safer than those Gold Superman or Silver Superman.

Wonder Woman Diana glanced at Superman with a complicated expression.

"Now I understand why people say I'll most likely never surpass Superman."

If you push this guy too far, he'll turn around and try his luck and risk his life. If he's unlucky, he'll be gone and won't be able to surpass you. If he's lucky, it'll be even more impossible for him to surpass you. He'll ascend to the top in one step!

How can we possibly surpass that?

Barry scratched his head and suddenly said, "Everyone is so amazing. Compared to them, I feel really weak."

The simple-minded young man did feel a bit disappointed. It seemed that apart from Mr. Bruce, he couldn't beat anyone. And even with Mr. Bruce, he might not be able to handle him if he resorted to dirty tricks. He had already been defeated once before.

"No, not at all, Barry. In fact, your potential is second only to Superman, and in some cases, you even have the potential to surpass Superman."

"Me!" Barry was stunned. "I have the potential to surpass Superman? How is that possible?!"

Bruce's sharp eyes instantly fell on Barry. He remembered that Barry's Speed ​​Force was known as one of the Seven Forces of the Universe, and it must have enormous potential.

"Yes, Barry, you have the potential to surpass Superman, and even in the multidimensional realm, you are not entirely without possibility."

Barry's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Was he really that powerful?

Even Superman, who was trying to find some peace and quiet, couldn't help but look at Barry. He himself needed to rely on luck to reach a certain level, yet this seemingly simple-minded guy actually had such amazing potential.

“Mr. Locke, are you mistaken? I’m not strong at all.”

"The Speed ​​Force, one of the seven great forces in the universe, is not as simple as you think."

"In theory, every universe possesses a portion of the Speed ​​Force. If you could absorb all the universes and all the Speed ​​Force, you could potentially become multiverse."

"However, there is a problem here. Absorbing the Speed ​​Force is basically no different from completely killing other Speed ​​Force users, and your personality is such that you don't kill people. This triggers a paradox."

"If you want to become the Father, the One, or even the Multiverse, you need to kill hundreds of thousands of people, which you can't do. So, once you want to ascend to those levels, you may turn to the dark side and become Reverse-Flash."

"Once you want to become multifaceted, you are no longer yourself. If you don't want to be, you can never become multifaceted. Moreover, even if you choose to turn to the dark side, Reverse-Flash and The Flash are no longer the same individual, and you may no longer be able to maintain that sliver of possibility of becoming multifaceted. This can be called the Flash Paradox."

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Barry was completely baffled. What the hell...

He went straight to a corner and started drawing circles. Superman was just taking a chance, but he went and created the Flash paradox.

Everyone looked at Barry with pity, except for Bruce Wayne, whose face was grim. This simpleton was actually at risk of falling into depravity. It seemed he would have to take a side job and study psychology.

Not only that, but in order to prevent Superman from going out of control, we also need to learn some Machiavellian tactics so that we can trick Superman into playing with the sun at any critical moment.

Superman walked over and patted Barry on the shoulder. Well, you could say they were in the same boat, this guy was even worse off than him. While comforting him, well, he couldn't laugh... *chuckle*

Barry rolled his eyes and stared at Superman with a brooding look.

Bruce Wayne didn't comfort Barry, that simpleton, but instead asked with a somewhat serious expression.

"Mr. Locke, are there any other individuals on Earth who are above the Sub-Father, or who have the potential to grow to be above the Sub-Father?"

"There aren't many individuals at the level of the sub-fathers, after all, the old gods have all returned to their old lairs. The wizard named Shazam can be considered one, but as for the others, at most some of them have a way to contact Hell."

Bruce Wayne started taking notes in his notebook again: Danger, all of them are dangerous people!

"As for the potential to grow to be above the sub-Father, it is impossible to judge that."

Bruce Wayne's eyes lit up, but he quickly concealed it. There was actually something in this world that he couldn't judge. Did this mean that there were still some forces that could restrain this person?

Locke gave Batman a half-smile, a look that wasn't quite a smile—this man suffering from severe paranoia: "You...you..."

"Here's what we'll do. I've told you about the seven great powers of the universe. If you can gather any one of the seven great powers, I can tell you a way to truly and completely kill me. Alternatively, you can choose to make a deal with me and I'll take action against you without discrimination."

Bruce Wayne's expression shifted dramatically: "It's a deal!"

"Finally, here's a piece of advice: the former has a time limit, and that time limit isn't long."

Bruce Wayne fell silent instantly. How could he not understand? This man before him did indeed still have a weakness, but that weakness would soon be completely eliminated. At that point, even he himself would no longer be able to find a way to kill him.

It's frustrating, but also very challenging!

Bruce Wayne's gaze quickly returned to its sharp edge.

"Going back to the previous topic, the reason why there is no way to judge that potential is because once you become my true wife, you will have the potential of a constant single person."

"A constant entity is a fundamental rule, a concept, an underlying rule that cannot be changed or erased, just like 1+1 equals 2."

Although he hasn't fully grasped the concept of multi-dimensionality yet, according to Locke's current estimate, once his three great powers have been sublimated, it will be close enough, which isn't far off.

A wave of shock washed over everyone present.

Locke, however, paid no attention to those things and instead looked at Barry: "Barry, stop drawing circles there and take me back."

Barry quickly stood up and looked at Locke: "Mr. Locke, you're going back already? Why don't you stay a little longer?"

"Tourism always comes to an end. Besides, if I want to travel a little longer, some of the old guys in your universe will get impatient."

As he spoke, Locke raised his head and glanced at space with a half-smile.

He's been here for so long, and no major plot developments have come up yet. It's impossible that it's just a matter of time, since DC's superheroes are sometimes more numerous and chaotic than Marvel's.

Then there's only one possibility: a bunch of old ghosts who like to have fun saw that Locke, this big guy, couldn't have any fun on Earth, so they simply postponed the appearance of various big bosses.

They're only doing this out of respect for Locke. If Locke stays here, then probably several people will come and have a chat with him soon.

Locke left, disappearing with a black hole, leaving behind a group of superheroes, looking at each other in silence.

After a long silence, Barry swallowed hard, glancing at the sky with a mixture of fear and apprehension: "What do you think Mr. Locke meant by his last words?"

John Jones said with a somber expression, "I've been thinking about a question. If there really are so many powerful individuals, so many who are far beyond our level, then what are those truly powerful individuals doing?"

"Striving for supremacy? Not every strong person only enjoys fighting and domination. Like the one we just sent away, so..."

For some reason, the small house, which had gathered many people, suddenly became very cold, so cold that Barry wanted to shiver.

Bruce Wayne suddenly spoke up sharply: "That's it, stop thinking about those pointless things!"

Looking into Bruce Wayne's unquestionable yet meaningful eyes, even the simple-minded Barry understood the meaning behind it at that moment.

Silence fell once again at the scene.

At this moment, the cold expression on Bruce Wayne's face vanished. He walked up to Diana with a strange, extremely strange expression on his face that was indescribable.

"Miss Diana, do you yearn to become stronger?"

"Nonsense!" Diana rolled her eyes instantly. Who doesn't want to become stronger!

Not to mention, they seem to have entered into a trap set by some terrifying being, and under such circumstances, the ever-strong-willed Diana naturally yearns to become even stronger.

"So, do you want to reach the individual level?"

"hiss!"

A collective gasp filled the air as a group of people looked at Bruce Wayne with a mixture of horror and admiration.

One second, two seconds...

Diana suddenly drew the sword of Vulcan.

"Ugly bat, I've put up with you for far too long!!"

Bruce Wayne, who had been sent flying several streets by a single sword strike, calmly got up and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"With Diana's top-tier strength, there's no way she couldn't kill me with one sword strike. She held back. Good, this is a good start."

Superman, worried that Bruce Wayne would be killed, rushed over as fast as he could. Hearing Bruce Wayne's words, his lips twitched involuntarily.

"Do you think it's possible that she just didn't want to kill anyone?"

Bruce Wayne glanced at him indifferently: "Mortal wisdom."

A demigod who participated in World War I, you're telling me she didn't want to kill?

Chapter 154 Super Double - The Ultimate Battle of New York!

The Marvel universe, deep within unknown dimensions.