After a long time, the primitive transcendent who was waving on the earth finally awakened a higher pursuit - his eyes began to shift from bikini beauties, money and food to power.

The beauty has already made the original transcendent feel bored, and no matter how exquisite the food is, it makes him taste boring.

Rights became his new pursuit.

"I want to run for the president of the United States. Believe me, I am the most suitable candidate for you, and I will not disappoint you!"

The transcendent was full of confidence and showed a very contagious big white teeth towards the camera. His appearance and shape, which was as good as Michael Jackson, were at least a few streets away from his competitors in terms of image.

While the politicians and big capitalists below burst into laughter from time to time, they inevitably showed deep helplessness in their vague communication.

Until now, they have no choice but to use the original transcendent.

The most powerful superheroes on earth are fragile in front of this mysterious visitor like a group of children.

The most advanced technology on Earth is a toy like a house in front of this place.

It was easy to say that it was just women and money. They were happy to see such a big man lingering in various places of dust, and a little famous nightclub around the world, with this original transcendent.

People give the nickname "Little Prince of Nightclub", which refers to the original transcendent.

Now that it's not possible, this guy is beginning to develop a great interest in power, causing a group of people in power to collapse.

"What should I do? Let this guy come on stage and then dig a big hole around the whole United States? This guy will definitely do what he says!"

Some big capitalists exchanged their eyes with each other and they collapsed so quickly.

According to this campaign game in the capital world, no matter who is president, he is essentially a spokesperson selected by a group of big capitalists. Even if this spokesperson is disobedient after taking office, it doesn’t matter. They still control the Congress and the Supreme Court and can suppress the president.

It is a victory for capital no matter what.

But now it is not possible. The original transcendent has reinterpreted the definition of power, which is something that can rewrite all the rules of all fields.

The last time I gave them a sense of powerlessness, the guy named Donnie, they had to listen patiently, otherwise Donnie would really turn the table with them.

Now there is another more indescribable transcendent, which is enough.

Just as Michael was talking about bragging, suddenly, the politicians below received a news and suddenly felt restless.

"Two gentlemen, we are in trouble! Whoever can help our Wayne Group solve this problem, we will fully support him!"

A well-dressed guy suddenly raised his hand and stood up, interrupting the two candidates' trash talk. He hurriedly said: "Gotham City was invaded by powerful enemies, and the number of casualties increased sharply, exceeding millions! The entire city was almost destroyed by a sudden volcano!"

In an instant, the whole audience became silent, and many people frowned and contacted their respective staff to determine the situation.

The original transcendent shook his body, and he was full of energy, patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, my voters, as president, I will solve all the problems for you! No matter who dares to invade here, you will have to pay the price!"

Everyone looked at him.

The representative of Wayne Group showed even hope.

Their Wayne Group's base camp is in Gotham City! More than 80% of the industries in Gotham City belong to their Wayne Group, and no one is more anxious than them.

The original transcendent faced countless gazes and was full of mentality. He enjoyed this feeling very much, which was much more comfortable than showing off his wealth.

"It's very simple to solve this disaster. I just need to let go of my consciousness a little. Well, a ragged face is wandering around Gotham City. He is the creator of this disaster. We can solve it very easily. According to what I said, we dig a big hole..."

...

Gotham City, Bat Cave.

The laughing bat drove the Hell armor and easily ravaged Bruce and Afu. Batman and the Butler were tortured to death by him.

"X metal, N metal, amber metal, propellant metal, Baccarat factor..."

While laughing wildly, he stuffed all kinds of strange things into Bruce's body.

What he wanted to do was to put it bluntly. It was very simple. It was to set Batman of the main universe into coordinates, stuffed a lot of metal enough to penetrate the universe membrane, and transformed Bruce into a portal in a living form.

A portal to lead the Dark Legion.

Otherwise, the laughing bat would have killed Bruce long ago. Don’t underestimate any Batman, and don’t give Batman any chance to turn the tables.

"The precious metals on the earth are definitely not just vibrator and Edman alloys, but also many more peculiar things... For example, do you understand this green spring? The Baccarat factor was originally something that the Three Palace Demon gave to his believers, but unfortunately you didn't realize the value of this thing... The Owl Court was destroyed too early, otherwise it would not be my turn to do this dirty and tiring work!"

The bat laughed wildly while carrying the broken Bruce again, and injected a lot of colorful things into his body.

There is nothing we can do about this. The Owl Court was also a chess piece that Barbatos put into the multiverse. Unfortunately, the most important main universe happened to be unexpected.

A bastard named Donnie first harmed the Owl Court, and the subsequent invasion of the Three Palaces directly led to the accidental destruction of the Owl Court.

He could only do it himself, otherwise the laughing bat would not give Bruce the chance to build this armor, he used it himself.

The housekeeper Alfred let out a low growl and burst out with all his strength, but he was still no match for laughing wildly.

"Let him go!" the old butler yelled.

This old man dares to swear that if the laughing bat could take off this armor, he would definitely beat him up!

Yes, Alfred has this confidence!

Anyone who knows a little about the comics knows that Alfred, a character similar to the sweeping monk in Eastern martial arts, usually has no sense of existence, and once it explodes, it will shock countless eyes.

In terms of IQ, he can do the technology of Batman, and he can do it if Batman doesn't. He is the most trusted assistant of the Dark Knight.

In terms of emotional intelligence, Batman always makes things related to emotions a mess. It is Alfred who keeps coming forward and quietly pinchs the centripetal force of the Bat family.

In terms of strength, he can beat Bruce, who is known as the peak of mortals, one-on-one. In the comics, when Batman takes the risk of injecting himself with the Joker virus, his reason is almost out of control and becomes disregarded by his relatives.

At this time, the old housekeeper took off his coat gracefully and said gently: "I'm going to do it, my young master, you need to calm down."

Then Alfred pressed Batman and beat him up. Batman was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen, but he didn't even sweat a drop.

As long as the old butler takes action himself, let alone Batman, there will be no creature he can't beat in Gotham!

If Batman is DC's father, then Alfred is the GM who pulls this father with shit and pee.

This is the name of the housekeeper Alfred.

But he was just a mortal who had cheated. Faced with the sudden arrival of super powerful enemies, all preparations were useless.

The laughing bat held them and rubbed them repeatedly.

Bang!

Bruce flew away with a crazy laugh, "Five kinds of metals have been injected into your body, and the army of Babatos is about to arrive, and the entire Wantianyi world will fall into eternal reality!"

Laughing in a state of madness, he shouted: "You guys who are struggling to hide the darkness in your heart, but like to pretend to be great, and never face their inner needs. The great Babatos will make your world no longer hypocritical!"

Bruce spit out a mouthful of pus and blood, turned his head to look at Alfred: "Where are your reinforcements?"

"I think it should be soon. My young master, that guy is always unreliable..."

“…?”

At this moment, Batman wanted to die.

When he died, Barbatos would have no coordinates and would delay the arrival of the Dark Legion.

At this moment, a strange force suddenly came.

The laughter of the bat suddenly stopped. Through the hell armor, he noticed some subtle changes.

Well, the land below is actually trembling, and the microscopic particles are actually moving...

The next second, the change was suddenly completed. Without any process, it was directly in place. A deep pit suddenly appeared and a loud bang, pulling the laughing bat down.

Laughing wildly: "??!"

A terrifying force that could not be described was coming, and he forced him down the road. In the rumbling explosion, the laughter driving in the hell armor inevitably fell down.

He laughed wildly and suddenly increased the output of his vitality. With the entire Hell Armor burst out with all his strength, the level eight power spread, and the powerful force that was enough to disturb the multiverse surged out, trying to fight against this invisible force.

Logically speaking, this level 8 power is enough to easily destroy the earth, which is also the purpose of laughing wildly, but reality once again gave him a heavy blow.

The hell armor that exploded with all its strength was useless. The terrifying power that ruined the world seemed to be a real illusion, and could not even shake the ground, and was crushed to death by the absolute power of higher specifications.

"How could this exist on the Earth in the main universe?!"

The bat's face changed completely. The vitality in his body was passing rapidly, his hair gradually turned gray, and the cells in his body began to die on a large scale. He was gradually becoming aging.

The Hell Armor was activated with full force by Kuang Lau, but there was no resistance.

This level of power is at least at the level of Babatos... no, it is stronger than Babatos! The laughing bat knows how powerful this set of armor with X metal is. Even Babatos cannot give him no room for resistance!

“Who is it?”

The bat laughed wildly in a cold sweat and immediately gave up resistance, slowing down the passage of his own life, otherwise he would die of old age.

In an instant, a huge deep pit suddenly formed, without any molecular atoms changing trajectory, and suddenly appeared. The laughing bat, together with his armor, fell into the pit weakly, and was suppressed by powerful forces and could not move.

At the same time, the huge volcano that had crushed the entire Gotham City disappeared out of thin air. The dead people were resurrected on the spot and stood in confusion.

In the dark, there were a pair of eyes watching them, and they changed their hands to modify the reality.

The Primitive Transcendent expressed great satisfaction in this and immediately showed off his contributions to all the politicians.

There is no doubt that the Primitive Transcendent will win, and he will soon become president and reach the peak of power.

In Gotham City, Bruce looked at the scene in confusion.

"Who did it?" asked Bruce.

"Our President, Master, is better than any of us in the next few years - if his brain is normal." Alfred breathed a sigh of relief, stood up tremblingly, and struggled to support Bruce. The two figures supported each other and barely stood up.
To be continued...