After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Superman once thought, if he really joined an alliance of superheroes, what would it be like for the comrades-in-arms of the alliance to meet for the first time-he thought about countless possibilities, but he never thought that this meeting would be In the homes of the richest people in the United States, it is even more unexpected that there is not only a warm welcome, but also no joyful communication, only Bruce Wayne's cold face and a slightly silent atmosphere.

To be honest, although there have been speculations before, Superman is still a little uncomfortable after confirming that Bruce Wayne is equal to Batman.He quietly glanced at this Wayne who was neither frivolous nor drunk, and couldn't help thinking that if he could take a photo of this Wayne for an exclusive interview...

"I will not accept an interview with Clark Kent." Bruce Wayne said suddenly, as if anticipating what he was thinking, he tightened his jaw slightly, and gave the Kryptonian a light look, "For safety reasons. Secret identities should be To be completely separated from your real identity is the first requirement of becoming a vigilante."

"I know." Superman replied quickly. He was a little uncomfortable, and he was not used to the feeling of having a secret identity. "I do a good job of keeping it secret."

"A pair of black-rimmed glasses?" Batman, who has done all the work and is good at changing clothes, asked disdainfully.

"...those are not ordinary black-rimmed glasses." The Kryptonian argued, "It uses Kryptonian technology."

"what."

The alien gritted his teeth, thinking about the matter that he and Wonder Woman forcibly took off the Batman vest just now, and finally stopped trying to argue with the bad-tempered reserve teammate in front of him, so he said: "So Hill Da want to help Batman, but don't know that Batman is you?"

Bruce: "What's wrong?" - what a naive alien, he doesn't get stung twice on the same question.

"I just want to make sure," Superman folded his arms and raised his chin. "Now it seems that you treat everyone equally, whether you treat strangers or your girlfriend, you lack trust."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The female hero remained motionless, observing the two reserve teammates.

Bruce frowned: "This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Alien."

"In a way," replied the Kryptonian, "Hilda and I are barely acquainted friends—"

"Even if she openly proclaims that she doesn't like Superman?"

The Kryptonian choked for a moment, and he instantly recalled a lot about Hilda.From a certain point of view, these two are really a match made in heaven.

He thought of the Avengers who were robbed of the Cosmic Cube by Hilda, and couldn't help saying: "With all due respect, Mr. Wayne, you don't know your girlfriend at all."

What he said was really ambiguous, and Wonder Woman couldn't help but look sideways at it. It happened that the old butler was serving tea for the three of them. He paused, and the teacup hit the edge of the table, making a harsh sound.

Superman realizes that this is wrong: "...no, I didn't mean it that way, I just...just meant it literally."

Bruce said slowly: "...the thing related to the Avengers?"

Kryptonian: "!"

He widened his eyes: "You...?"

Bruce just smiled.

—Of course, he thought, and it could even be said that it was the unlucky Cosmic Cube that caused the three of us to sit together now.

Superman wants to ask Batman why he didn't stop Hilda, or why he didn't let Hilda send the cosmic cube back: he knows that until now, the Avengers are still looking for the cosmic cube, and they have heard that they have found it Got the idea, it's just...

The heroine who had been sitting by the side watching the play shook her head: "Boys, calm down, don't forget that we are teammates, not enemies."

"Maybe Mr. Wayne is not willing to join this superhero alliance." Superman stared at Bruce, "I don't even understand, if you have already found out my real identity, why do you continue to do it? What do you want to find out? "

The black-haired man in front of him didn't answer his question, he put his fingertips together to form a tower.

— More information, of course.He thought, it's just his real identity, and it doesn't have much value, what's more important is Clark Kent himself, or, everything that supports him to become Superman.

"I don't think so," Diana smiled and looked at Bruce, "I know, you will join us, even if what happened just now makes you unhappy."

--Yes.He will join this alliance, because Batman rarely acts on emotion or impulse, and in most cases his decision is a comprehensive choice after various considerations.

Even if this surprise visit hadn't happened today, his final decision would have been to join it.

...This may also be the reason why Ah Fu chose to put down the gun.He knows Batman all too well.

"It's an immature alliance," Bruce said. "Everything is immature, whether it's the members or the rules of the game."

"But I guess you already have some mature ideas about this immature alliance?"

Bruce glanced at Wonder Woman lightly: "I do, but before that, should you tell me the real purpose of this emergency visit?"

Diana paused.

Superman subconsciously glanced at her.

"...I'm already looking forward to future cooperation," she said, and then she stopped going around and said the real reason for this trip, "Have you heard of it, mother box?"

"The mother box is in the sea?"

Hilda pressed the brim of her hat, and the flying hair made her feel a little annoyed.

"Yes." Crowley frowned against the wind, and also held down his red hair with his hands, "Oh, this damn sea breeze——"

"The sea breeze is just the beginning." Aziraphale couldn't help but said, "We're going to go straight down later."

His finger pointed at the dark waves, and Hilda and Crowley fell silent at the same time.

"...I must explain in advance," she said with a serious face, "I can't swim."

The angel and the demon looked at her at the same time, their expressions full of surprise: "What?!"

"Do I look like I can swim well?" Hilda raised her eyebrows. "I've only flown in the sky before, but I've never swam in the sea."

"Just a little surprised," Aziraphale said, "you look like you can do anything, after all."

Hilda: "...Thank you, but I really haven't touched water much—so what should I do now? Is there any reliable magic that can make people breathe in water?"

Aziraphale and Crowley looked at each other, and said in unison: "Yes!"

10 minutes later--

A whale slowly swung its tail and swam through the deep sea. Its tail fin drew a series of air bubbles, driving the water waves to overturn a huge air bubble.

In the bubble, stood a human with a stern face and expressionless face. She crossed her arms, stood in the bubble, and said to the two non-human creatures in front: "... When I asked you what magic you have, I asked In fact, is there any magic that allows me to breathe directly in the sea?"

"In the water," Crowley pointed to the sea water outside the bubble, and then pointed to Hilda herself, "breathing directly, it fits very well."

Hilda's eyebrows twitched, she stared at the daring devil: "...very good."

"There's nothing we can do about it," the angel hurried to save his friend's life, "After all, this is the territory of Atlantis, a land where God will not interfere. The fluctuation of magic is too strong, and it may expose us. Especially because we are here this time..." He paused, hesitant to speak.

"To steal the mother box." The devil said beamingly.

"...stealing is a bad act," Aziraphale mumbled.

"Come on, Aziraphale," Crowley reassured his friend, "if you really care about that, we won't talk about stealing. How about this? We're just curious about the mother box and want to borrow it." Let’s take a look—it’s normal, it’s better to lend it to someone who can truly display its value, right?”

Angel was not comforted.

Hilda agreed very much: "That's right."

"Look!" The demon immediately felt that he had found an ally, "The Lord of the Earth is right."

Aziraphale: "...I feel that I have accidentally mixed into the evil camp. Is it too late to get out now?"

That's too late.

The shadows of buildings can already be seen in front of him, Atlantis is right in front of him, everything is in the deep blue water, everything is amazingly beautiful, the angel couldn't help holding his breath, but Crowley didn't care, he Familiar with the way, like a local who has been here countless times but has to take friends to visit the famous local attractions again. He has no soul and a brief perfunctory introduction, and he is familiar with the way to take the two to find his mother. box.

"In the back," he whispered, "if I remember correctly, there is a hidden path. It has been so many years, and I don't know if anyone in Atlantis has sealed that path."

Aziraphale: "…"

Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help whispering: "God, Crowley, how many times have you been to Atlantis?" The business here is not heaven or hell!

"Actually, not many times." Crowley replied, then stopped suddenly, and stretched out a hand to stop the angel's movement.

"What's the matter?" Hilda sat in the bubble and asked the two of them.

"The situation is not right." The demon replied with a solemn expression, "Why are there more guards near the temple? This has never happened before, could it be...?"

The angel frowned: "Is something wrong?"

"It doesn't matter," Crowley shook his head. "No matter what happened, we have to get the mother box. Let's go there first."

They avoided some of the guards, knocked out a few, and slipped into the Temple of Atlantis, but the temple was empty, and they didn't see any box-shaped things.

Aziraphale looked around. "Where's the mother box?"

Crowley frowned.

Before he could speak, Hilda suddenly stepped forward and pushed Aziraphale away through the air bubble: "Get out of the way!"

Aziraphale turned back in astonishment, a cold light flashed, accompanied by the surging water, showing how he had just escaped an extremely dangerous blow.

Crowley grabbed him and looked at the attacker angrily: "You pissed me off, kid!"

The visitor came out from the darkness, wearing armor and holding a trident, staring at the three of them indifferently: "I should say this, outsider."

After speaking, he raised the weapon in his hand, suddenly pierced the magic bubble in front of Hilda, and stabbed Hilda's heart.

Unfortunately, he picked the wrong target. Hilda grabbed the trident, and the sea water rushed in. She held her breath, and rushed up to fight the blond guy.

After some fighting, Hilda slammed the opponent into the stone pillar heavily. She wanted to speak, but a series of air bubbles protruded from her mouth. Hilda had no choice but to close her mouth again.

The angel quickly put a magic bubble on her.

It's kind of funny, but it doesn't seem to matter so much now.

"Where's the mother box?" Hilda asked indifferently. She took the other party's trident, and pointed the cold tip of the halberd at the man's throat.

"Mother box?" He repeated, with strange eyes, "You came here for the mother box? It seems that you don't know..."

"what?"

He smiled mockingly, but did not answer.

The weapon pierced his skin, and the blood mixed with the ocean and was quickly diluted.

"Say," threatened Hilda, "you won't want to know the consequences of provoking me."

He put away his smile, looked at Hilda for a while, and after a while, he said:

"—the mother box was stolen, not long ago."