"What? The magic of soul exchange? ”

The old wizard who heard the news poked his head out of the kitchen, his apron was full of green and white hair, and his beard was stained with oil, as if he had forgotten that he had been a wizard.

"yes, Grandpa Wizard can help us."

Kara stepped forward and tugged at his apron, aggrieved for help. However, with Batman's face and voice, the picture made the well-informed wizard old man tremble.

"Okay, okay."

The old wizard subconsciously avoided her, rubbing his hands together on his apron.

"Heh, I don't know which junior got the axe at the class gate. It's just a change of body, and it's optimistic. ”

The old wizard may not be able to do mana, and he can't throw out the spells of mass destruction, but his knowledge of magic is still the best in the world. Solving a spell or something won't bother him.

Or. At least that's what he himself said.

Then I saw him in the magic circle for a moment, pasting a rune paper and lighting a candle or something, muttering a string of things that might be similar to "Ami Ami Coaxing" and the like that no one could understand anyway, dancing like a great god.

A series of operations were as fierce as a tiger, and as the magic array flashed with a burst of brilliance, the wizard old man held his breath and stood still.

"Well, it should be fine now."

Kara blinked twice, and looked down at her little white hand.

"It's really turned back!" She excitedly said, "Grandpa Wizard is amazing! ”

"That's not going to talk about it."

The old wizard touched his beard and leaned back tactically.

"What do you mean by a legendary wizard?"

Over there, Batman has also changed back. But as soon as he came back, his body was cold and shivering, and he snorted and shook his body.

"Batman?"

Superman leaned over to help him.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine."

Batman grimaced and glanced at Kara with an angry face.

"It's just a broken hand, a sprained ankle, a few broken ribs, a bit of a concussion and internal bleeding"

Superman was shocked: "You call this nothing?" ”

This is almost a "fatal wound", right?

Sure enough, Batman's concept of "okay" is a bit different from his definition.

Kara quickly realized that it was her own pot, and couldn't help but bow her head and apologize: "I was wrong, but your body is really difficult to use, and the equipment is also said to be so long, how do you jump around and not trip yourself over your cloak?" ”

After experiencing Batman's perspective, she felt more and more that she had no superpowers and was mixed with these immortals all day long, which was simply a miracle that everyone was accustomed to. Not to mention anything else, she punched the other side as if her fist was more serious than the other side.

Batman snorted, but didn't say anything. It may be that he is used to hanging colors all over his body when he usually goes out, or it may be that he feels that there is no need to be as knowledgeable as a little girl.

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

In addition, the problem of Superman has not been solved. ”

Batman and Carla swapped bodies, but Superman was different. Superman is halfway through the battle on the battlefield and suddenly discovers that his abilities are completely gone.

"Do you feel anything wrong with the loss of your abilities?" Batman looks at Superman.

The latter shook his head blankly: "No." Feel. Quite normal, if you're talking by normal human standards.

It doesn't feel like when Kryptonite took away my abilities. I always feel weak and unable to lift up my strength when I am affected by kryptonite, like "

"It's like having a bad cold and fever." Batman said.

"Uh, is it going to be like this with a bad cold? That could be. Superman said, "I've never had a cold." ”

"And kryptonite doesn't exist on this planet anymore." Batman frowned, "We can only think that magic has affected you in other ways." ”

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

"Oh yes, I'll X-ray it for you!" Kara said, "No matter what kind of injury Shen You can help you heal!" ”

Without waiting for a response, she had already tried to activate the X-sight.

But unexpectedly, she didn't see anything.

"Huh? Odd. I've always been very smart. ”

Kara frowned. She narrowed her eyes, trying to concentrate more on activating the X-sight.

"Ahh

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

Instantly, she felt that X's vision was gone.

It was as if she had flipped the switch herself.

"How?" Superman asked.

"Nothing. There is a bit of a headache. She said blankly.

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

"No, they never."

Shen You walked into the room.

"You need further checking."

"Huh? But I'm feeling better. Carla pouted, "Maybe it's just a little magic after-effect, you know, my body just hates magic."

And didn't you also see that magic fluctuation in us disappear? ”

Like many children, Carla hates medical checkups.

"It's gone for the time being, but it can't be ruled out that the effects caused by it are not left." Shen You said.

"Okay."

"Clark should stay for a while, too." Shen You said, "I can have a hunch that although the phenomena manifested are different, perhaps the magic that has affected you is from the same source. ”

"Okay." Superman nodded.

"Then if it's okay, I'll go first." Batman has retreated to the window, "Gotham still needs me." Robin and I have work tonight. ”

At the moment, he looks as if he's 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 doesn't usually leave Gotham. Besides, even if he really went far, it wouldn't be a big problem, and there was no place on the entire earth that could be regarded as far for Shen You.

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

Twenty minutes later, he was walking side by side with Robin between the gloomy buildings and dripping spouts of Gotham.

He didn't think he was lucky today.

A girl is missing, but at the moment he doesn't have many clues on hand. There wasn't even a driver's license record, as if she never existed.

But this is not the first time he has hit a dead end in the course of handling the case. So as usual, he needed to get out into the streets to breathe and clear his mind while doing other work.

"You said you were going to teach me jiu-jitsu last year!"

Robin grabbed the rope and swung behind him, chirping like a bird.

"You say that's essential! That's definitely what you said. Well, you're not listening to me at all, are you? ”

Batman suddenly landed on a drip spout, his brow furrowed.

He heard a voice.

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

A man's voice, as clear as if it were in his ears.

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

The man was still talking.

But at this time, they were on the roof of a building dozens of meters high in Gotham, and they looked around in the dark and empty.

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

"Did you hear that?"

"Hear. What? ”

Robin looked around strangely.

"The wind?"

Batman was silent.

Then he suddenly jumped up again, spread his cloak and slid downward.

"Keep up."

(End of chapter)