What bad intentions could Batman have?.

"You are sure you have seen the light..."

Black Adam opened his eyes.

In the dark rainy night, his eyes were like ignited flames, illuminating the darkness in front of him.

The previous conversation was still echoing in his mind.

"But you still put yourself in things you don't understand, Sivana... There is no place for you in the magical world, especially at the hub that connects various continents."

He looked up and saw the lights of Billy Batson's foster home, glowing with light.

"...You know what the Meditation Mite can do..."

He thought about what Sivana had just said to him.

"You were also present when Meditation Mite spread fear to the Magic Continent for the first time... What he planned this time is destined to be unstoppable."

"So join him and join us."

Black Adam pursed his lips.

The last time Black Adam joined someone else's camp, it was because he was imprisoned and whipped.

He broke free from his shackles, like a lion in the mountains and wild fields. He killed the whip-bearer who had shackled him, and he crushed the slave owner's head like a grape.

But this time it's different...different from the past.

This time, the shackles that restrained him were not made of fine iron, so they could not be broken free.

If the heart has been hung up on false reins, and you are obediently wearing a slave collar, then even the power of Thunder Shazam, which can destroy gold and break jade, may not be able to do anything, right?

However, is it not just Black Adam who is bound by the false reins?

inside the house.

Billy Batson opened his eyes in the darkness.

He turned over and sat up on the bed, staring blankly at the dark night.

He carefully climbed out of bed and crossed Darla, the youngest black child in his foster family, a cute but noisy little girl whom he did not want to disturb as much as possible.

Billy stood at the window.

The recent events had left him physically and mentally exhausted. What he meant was that after the initial excitement and surprise, a superhero career wasn't as easy as he thought.

Nightwing, Dick Grayson, Supergirl, Kara Kent, The Flash, Barry Allen, they all do far better than themselves. They are true heroes who have the courage to take responsibility, and they are just little brats who abuse their power.

Batman has been through enough while he was busy with other things. Some biochemical monsters that appeared in the city, giant beasts made of all kinds of messy magic, these should have been his responsibility, the responsibility of the magic guards.

But he messed up and made a mess. Although his power far exceeded these ordinary monsters, he was still fooled by these low-IQ things and killed many innocent civilians.

He watched parents lose their children in front of him.

He watched with his own eyes as the children lost their mothers, and those beautiful families were broken and destroyed, and then wailed in the dark midnight.

These are his responsibilities.

Just like what Dr. Phil who liked to play scarecrow in the school counseling room said to him, wasn't it?

Billy held his chin.

People must do what they can.

If the police don't even know how to use a gun, they will only kill the hostages and themselves when facing the gangsters, and they may even open fire and kill innocent bystanders.

Doctors who don't know any medical skills boldly perform heart transplants on people, and the end result will only be one more corpse in the morgue.

Suddenly assuming a high position without ability will only kill others.

The power of Thunder Shazam should be given to people who are truly worthy of their power, such as Batman, Wonder Woman, Supergirl, etc., instead of being abused by an incompetent guy like himself.

Billy thought this, and then he walked to his desk and took out a magic book from the drawer with the faint light.

He snapped his fingers, performed a little magic to prevent the light from shining on the sleeping "brothers and sisters", and turned on the lamp.

He opened the magic book and found the page on it that shared the power of Thunder Shazam with others.

"Your magic is boundless...your ultimate power! Say the secret!"

He chanted silently. Although he has learned a lot of magic after becoming a superhero, to be honest, the spell to share the power of Shazam with others is too complicated, and he still can't figure out what it is.

Black Adam once tried to seize his power... To be honest, he was not that willing to die. Who could expect a 10-year-old child to be strong-willed after being beaten to death almost?

But he really can’t give it!

"Billy?"

Billy turned his head and saw Mary, the eldest sister in her foster family and the "eldest daughter" in this unrelated family, climbing out of bed.

She was woken up.

Billy smiled apologetically at the other party, and then said: "I just can't sleep..."

But just then, he heard a noise downstairs.

He and Mary looked at each other.

"I just needed to go to the bathroom," Mary said.

Together they walked along the steps from the bedroom on the second floor to the living room and saw the hall was brightly lit.

Then Billy froze.

He saw a man whose face vaguely resembled his own standing at the door. His adoptive parents were with him.

The man raised his head and happened to see Billy coming down the stairs.

"Oh my God."

the man said.

"Billy?"

Billy didn't know why tears came to his eyes.

"dad?"

he asked.

"Dad!" He rushed over and the two hugged each other tightly.

"I've been looking for you for a long time and finally found you." Billy's father said.

"This...is this really you?"

"Oh, Billy, I'm sorry." Billy heard what the other person said. On the rainy night outside, it was raining heavily.

During Billy's childhood, he escaped from the orphanage countless times and ran in the dark and rainy nights.

He had fantasized about someone saying this to him countless times.

"Oh, Billy. You never should have lived a life alone. I'm sorry, I really am."

"You were born in Zambrotta, Minnesota... on a thunderstorm night."

"We were about to drive to the hospital and your mom, Marilyn, was pregnant with you, and I still remember her saying to me, 'I'm not going to make it, CC, now.'"

"A bolt of lightning blocked our path, and that's where you came into the world, in that car."

"That night, we left Minnesota, and Marilyn's father was waiting in the hospital... He didn't approve of our relationship, and he planned to take you and your mother away from me."