Chapter 345: Transfiguration

Wayne Building, early morning.

The private secretary ushered Roy into the chairman's office, and Lucius Fox was already waiting at his desk.

"Mr. Green." Lucius politely said, "I saw your appointment on today's schedule. How can I help you? ”

Roy and Lucius are also familiar with each other, after all, Roy has come directly to Lucius for help with a large number of equipment updates - including the powerful armor that was scrapped from the dark version of Supergirl not long ago.

Roy said, "I have something else to do today. I want to talk about Brian Wade. Do you remember him? ”

Lucius frowned and gently removed his glasses.

"Well, yes, I remember him." Lucius said, "Wade Construction has just merged into Wayne and is in a good state of win-win cooperation. But I heard he committed suicide recently? ”

"Yes, that's what I'm here for." Roy said, "I'd like to find out what happened to Mr. Wade. To be honest, we've made some progress in our current investigation, and there is evidence that this case is nowhere near as simple as it seems. ”

Lucius nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Then come with me, I may know a few people who are eligible." ”

With that, he stood up, pushed the door open, and led Roy out.

"Wade has been doing a good job, and the boss likes him." Lucius said as he walked, "But you know about his illness, right? He was about to die, and perhaps he made such a choice because he wanted to escape the torture of illness? ”

"No, he's already getting better." Roy shook his head, lost in thought as he walked, and muttered to himself, "It's too weird to rule out the impossibility, there should be only one possibility." But the DNA test did show that it was Brian Wade himself."

"Who knows?" Lucius said, "Humans are such incomprehensible creatures that perhaps a thought, a little impulse, can make you give up everything you have, just for the lives of a few worthless thugs?" ”

Roy was still immersed in contemplation, and bits and pieces were unconsciously replaying in his mind.

Suddenly, his steps paused, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Wait, Wade's murder charges should be non-public information, how could you?"

He had only finished talking for half a time, and when he turned around, he saw a cloud of earthy yellow things rushing towards him. Roy's pupils tightened rapidly, and he reflexively raised his arms to block and flew back as he pulled back. Heavy force came from his arm, and he flew upside down, slamming into the side wall of the aisle.

The moment he was hit, he was sure that he was right. But why?

I saw that Lucius Fawkes's black skin had all turned earthy at this moment, and the leather shoes and suits on his body seemed to have been sucked into the clay, and his whole body was twisted and bulky.

Roy is no stranger to his opponent - the Clay Man.

Years ago, an actor named Bashir Kahlo, frustrated in his career, made a decision that he shouldn't have made, and allowed himself to be infected by a mysterious clay. The clay had changed the structure of his cells, giving him the ability to shapeshift, but so far he had only been an imitation.

Basically, in every culture in history, there is a story of a person like the Clay Mask - the Transfiguration. There are countless examples, such as Rakshasa "or the nine-tailed fox", or a Norse folklore character named "Berserker" who can transform into a wolf or a bear. More recently, the Navajo have had the saga of the Skinwalkers, young and old, who have the ability to alter muscle form and can only be killed with a bullet stained in white ash.

In many stories, these shapeshifters gradually lose themselves in the process of constantly transforming into others, and each time they transform, they become more inhuman. It's as if the metamorphosis is a parasitic virus, a genetic infection that absorbs the host's DNA and eventually swallows it up completely over time.

But according to Batman, the Clayman's DNA has never changed, just like the other monsters in the story with shapeshifting abilities, which is why Barbara is so sure that the Brian Wade they encountered is genuine.

But this time it's different.

"I should have known it was you." Roy said coldly, "There's only one problem stopping me from thinking about your DNA like this. ”

The clayface laughed.

"Of course, of course! You're going to wonder – what's going on with my DNA? It's exactly like that silly Wade, right? The Clayface smirked, "Let me tell you something important, Mr. Detectiveβ€”I've been reborn." I know what you think of mine - a copy. But not anymore! ”

He let go of his rough voice and shouted, "Now, I can collect DNA through skin-to-skin contact." As long as I am given enough time to fully absorb a person's DNA, I can get infinitely close to this person! Now, I can be anyone! Do you understand what this means? I have everything that a human being in this world has mastered! ”

"Save it." Roy said contemptuously, "Just rely on your IQ, in the next life." ”

The Clayface snorted, "Maybe you'll change your mind when I crush you to pieces." ”

With that, he turned into a clay blade with one hand, and swept across with the sound of a whistling wind.

Roy dodged with a short sleek, the blade of his sword grazing over his head, slashing through one side of the wall with a domineering slash, splattering debris.

He had no equipment on him, no means to harm the Clayface. There is only one way to fight him.

"Die!"

Falling with the clayface man's roar was a hammer-shaped and raised hand. This move is extremely violent, but the action is very simple, and it is almost impossible to see through. Roy avoided it without danger.

"Boom!"

The floor was blasted through by his sheer force, and Roy slid down from the crater and jumped to the room directly below.

Coincidentally, there was the arsenal right below, just as Roy had expected.

The Clayface Man turned into a mass of mud and squeezed out of the hole that was a little too small for him, and landed in front of Roy.

"There's nowhere to run, huh? Brat? ”

Roy said, "We can wait and see." Voice commands! Security Protocol Activation! ”

Several hidden gun barrels and several unknown devices with blue electricity suddenly drilled out of the metal wall of Zhou Zao, all pointing at the clay-faced man in the center. (To be continued.) )