I become light in American comics

"What? The magic of soul exchange?"

After hearing the news, the old wizard poked his head out of the kitchen. His colorful apron, white hair and beard were all stained with grease. He seemed to have forgotten that he was once a wizard.

"Yes, Grandpa Wizard, please help us."

Kara stepped forward and grabbed his apron, begging for help. However, the image of Batman's face and voice made the old wizard, who had seen a lot, tremble all over.

"Okay, okay."

The old wizard avoided her subconsciously and rubbed his hands on his apron.

"Haha, I don't know which junior is playing tricks on the class. It's just a change of body. I just kept an eye on it."

The old wizard may have lost his magic power and cannot throw spells of mass destruction, but in terms of magic knowledge, he is still the best in the world. It's not difficult for him to solve a curse or something.

Or...at least that's what he said.

Then I saw him in the magic circle for a moment, putting up a talisman and lighting a candle or something. He was mumbling something like "Ami, Ami, coax" that no one could understand anyway, and he seemed to be dancing. He is a master of dancing.

A series of operations were as fierce as a tiger's, and as a burst of light flashed through the magic circle, the old wizard held his breath and stood still.

"Well, it should be fine now."

Kara blinked twice and looked down at her white and tender little hands.

"I've really changed back!" she said excitedly, "Grandpa Wizard is so awesome!"

"Let's not talk about that."

The old wizard stroked his beard and couldn't help but look back.

"What is a legendary wizard?"

Batman has also changed back over there. But as soon as he came back, his body shivered suddenly, and he groaned and swayed.

"Batman?"

Superman came to the side to support him.

"Are you OK?"

"fine."

Batman made a cold face and glanced at Kara in annoyance.

"Just a broken hand, sprained ankle, a few broken ribs, a little concussion and internal bleeding."

Superman was shocked: "You call this nothing?"

Isn't this just a "mere fatal injury"?

Sure enough, Batman's concept of "nothing" is a little different from his definition.

Kara quickly realized that it was her fault, and couldn't help lowering her head and apologizing: "I was wrong, but your body is really difficult to use, and the equipment is also saying that your cloak is so long, how can you move around without tripping yourself? ?”

After experiencing Batman's perspective, she felt more and more that it was a miracle that everyone had become accustomed to having no superpowers and still hanging around among the immortals like Zhenglian all day long. Apart from anything else, when she punched the opponent, it felt as if her fist hurt her more than the opponent.

Batman snorted, but didn't say anything. Maybe it's because he's used to showing off when he's out and about, or maybe he doesn't feel the need to be like a little girl.

"It's not over yet. We still haven't found the cause of this accident." Batman said coldly. "We don't know who or what magic caused such a change. We can't be sure that it won't happen again in the future, or that it will affect other people." Human impact.

There is also the issue of Superman that has not yet been resolved. "

Batman and Kara have swapped bodies, but Superman is different. Superman was mid-fight on the battlefield when he suddenly discovered that all his powers were gone.

"Besides the disappearance of your abilities, do you feel anything is wrong?" Batman looked at Superman.

The latter shook his head blankly: "No. It feels quite normal, if you are talking about normal people's standards.

This doesn't feel like when kryptonite took away my powers. When I'm under the influence of kryptonite, I always feel weak and have no strength, like"

"Like a bad cold and a fever," Batman said.

"Um, does this happen with a bad cold? That's possible." Superman said, "I've never had a cold before."

"And there should be no kryptonite on this planet anymore." Batman frowned, "We can only think that magic affected you in other ways."

The old wizard on the side shook his head: "I don't know about that."

"Ah, by the way, let me check it with X-rays for you!" Kara said, "No matter what injury you have, Shen You can help you heal it!"

After saying that, without waiting for a response, she tried to activate X-vision.

But to her surprise, she saw nothing.

"Huh? It's strange. I'm usually very smart."

Kara frowned. She narrowed her eyes and tried to concentrate more on activating X-Sight.

"ah!"

She suddenly felt a little headache, like a bolt of lightning struck her head.

Immediately she felt that X vision disappeared.

It was as if she had flipped the switch just now.

"What?" Superman asked.

"Nothing. I have a little headache." She said blankly.

Batman asked in a deep voice: "Do you usually have headaches?"

"No, they never do."

Shen You walked into the room.

"You need further examination."

"Huh? But I feel better already." Kara pouted, "Maybe it's just some magic sequelae. You know, my body just hates magic.

And didn’t you also see that the magic wave on us disappeared? "

Like many children, Carla hated medical exams.

"It has disappeared temporarily, but it cannot be ruled out that the impact will not remain." Shen You said.

"All right."

"Clark, please stay for a while." Shen You said, "I can have a hunch that although the phenomena are different, the magic that affects you may come from the same source."

"Okay." Superman nodded.

"Then if nothing happens, I'll leave first." Batman had retreated to the window, "Gotham still needs me. Robin and I have work tonight."

So far he seems to be completely back to normal.

"Of course." Shen You said casually, "But try not to go too far. If the situation changes, you may need to come back."

That being said, Batman rarely leaves Gotham. Besides, even if he really goes far, it won't be a big problem. There is currently no place on the entire earth that can be considered far away for Shen You.

Batman didn't answer and jumped out of the window.

Twenty minutes later, he and Robin were walking side by side among the gloomy buildings and gargoyles of Gotham.

He felt that he was not lucky today.

A girl is missing, but he doesn't have many clues right now. There's not even a driver's license record, it's like she never existed.

But this isn't the first time he's hit a dead end while handling a case. So as usual, he needed to get out into the street to get some air and clear his head while doing other work.

"You said last year that you were going to teach me Jiu-Jitsu!"

Robin was holding on to the rope and swinging behind, chirping like a bird.

"You said it was essential! That's absolutely what you said. Well, you weren't even listening to me, were you?"

Batman suddenly landed on a gargoyle, frowning.

He heard the sound.

"There's enough inventory here to fight World War III."

A man's voice was so clear that it seemed to be in his ears.

"Maybe it's enough for the fourth and fifth times, maybe even the sixth time."

The man is still talking.

But they were now on the roof of a building dozens of meters high in Gotham, looking around at the darkness and emptiness.

"Batman, what's wrong?" Robin landed next to him strangely.

"Did you hear it?"

"What did you hear?"

Robin looked around strangely.

"Is there any wind?"

Batman was silent.

Then he suddenly jumped up again, opened his cloak and slid downwards.

"Follow up."