American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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Pride...jealousy...greed...hatred...what are these?

Billy continued walking in, marveling at the seven stone statues inside the mysterious cave.

At the end of the cave, there is a huge stone seat, on which sits an old man with a Mediterranean-style hairstyle and gray hair.

As the old man approached Billy, he opened his eyes and said, "Billy Butson, you are younger than I thought."

"Wow... this is a living, breathing... God, are you... Gandalf the Wizard from Lord of the Rings?"

When Billy saw the old man on the stone seat, his first thought was that he was a wizard of Gandalf's caliber.

A laugh burst from the old man's mouth: "Hahaha, I'm not Gandalf, I'm... Shazam!"

As soon as he uttered the word "Shazam," a sudden clap of thunder filled the air, causing Billy to fall flat on his backside.

“Omega, you can use lightning magic too? Are you really a magician?” Billy muttered to himself, looking at everything before him.

The old man's face froze; he suddenly didn't know how to accept Billy's words.

He coughed slightly. "This is... For thousands of years, I have been using the power of magic to defeat the evil in the world. It is a never-ending struggle..."

“My God, Grandpa, you’ve lived for a thousand years?” Billy interrupted him, staring at the old man’s gleaming eyes.

"Uh...yes, I've lived for a thousand years, son, listen to me..."

"I really want to know what happened a thousand years ago. Can I learn magic from you? I really want to read comics like this, where a doctor has an accident and severs a nerve in his arm, then he goes to a high wizard, and the high wizard takes him in and makes him the new high wizard..."

Billy was too excited to remain silent, and the old man on the stone seat grew increasingly gloomy.

He suddenly snapped his fingers, and Billy, who had been chattering away just a second ago, suddenly fell silent.

"That's right, children need to learn to listen."

The old man shifted his body and continued, "As you can see, I am old and may soon leave this world, while you... little Billy, you grew up with your parents gone, the orphanage closed, and your adoptive parents disappearing. You've lived a miserable life, but you've never let life get to you. On the contrary, you've loved life more than anyone else..."

"Therefore, I hope you can inherit Shazam's power. Recently, the world has changed, and I sense a new dark wave is about to sweep in... I want you to use my power to do some things. Now, you can utter magical words and say my name!"

The old man finished his explanation in one breath, his eyes looking expectantly at Billy, waiting for him to say the word "Shazam".

But Billy's eye was injured, and he sobbed as he pointed to his mouth, as if complaining, "You used the technique of silence, how can I speak?"

"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot." The old man snapped his fingers again.

"...That's amazing! You just silenced me. So you really are a great mage? My God, a great mage who has lived for a thousand years, would you be willing to take me as your apprentice...?"

“Billy, say my name.”

"Are you Gandalf? Or the Highest Ancient Wizard?"

The old man patted his head, feeling like he wanted to die.

Little Billy ran up to him, his face full of anticipation, and asked, "Great Sage, what is this Dark Tide you're talking about? Didn't the Justice League come? You couldn't even handle them. If you take me as your apprentice, can I become a superhero? What should I call myself? All superheroes have...."

The old man rubbed his temples hard. That brat had really fooled him! He said, "I know."

He reached out his hand, but Billy angrily waved it away, yelling "Wah wah!" as he let go and flew out of the cave, spinning as if he had fallen into an abyss.

"Aaaaaah... Am I going to die? Won't the magician take me on as an apprentice?"

Billy screamed (yeah!), waving his arms to keep his balance, but suddenly realized he was still standing at the entrance to the subway station.

Pedestrians surged in like a tide!

Because of the loud scream that had just erupted, the pedestrians around him were looking at him with strange expressions.

How embarrassing!

.....stalk.

Meanwhile, another ancient cave.

A decaying, ancient, mummy-like body suddenly opened its eyes, turning its dry eyelids to look in one direction.

He opened his mouth and struggled to utter a single word.

Shazam!

Wow!

Lightning suddenly exploded in the sky and struck the withered old man.

The next second, the withered old man's body suddenly transformed into a middle-aged man dressed in black battle armor, with a lightning bolt pattern on his muscular chest.

"Another magic rune, has he finally awakened?!"

The moment he finished speaking, the person vanished into thin air.

Chapter 292 He naturally recognized him

The Earth headquarters of the Justice League.

Xu Fu sat listlessly in his office chair, enjoying the pleasure of Fiora massaging his shoulders and legs.

"Alert! There are unidentified men in black in the Metropolitan Metropolitan Subway!"

Steel Bone forwarded the security video to the screen in Xu Fu's office.

"Man in black?"

Xu Fu raised his head, and his face suddenly froze.

The figure was entirely black, draped in a cloak, with a gold zipper pattern on its chest.

He... Black Adam?

Xu Fu quickly recognized Black Adam. As Captain Marvel's number one adversary, Xu Fu naturally recognized him.

Superman's voice came through the link.

"Metropolitan Metro Station, I'll be there soon."

After all, this is Metropolis, and Superman, as Metropolis's superhero, would naturally be the first to arrive there.

Xu Fu also connected to the positive communication channel and told Superman, "Clark, be careful, the other party seems to be using magic."

"Hmm? What's wrong with creating magic? Xu Fu, you always say I can't resist the power of magic. I think it's time to prove it!"

A loud bang came from the communicator, and Superman accelerated and flew, appearing in the subway station in the blink of an eye.

At the subway station, Black Adam rushed into the crowd. In his view, it was obvious that someone had obtained the magic seed, but there were too many people around, and it would take some time to figure it out.

"Where is the Seed of Magic?... "

Black Adam's eyes scanned the crowd, and suddenly he saw a young man wearing a red shirt who exuded a faint magical aura.

"Found it!" A greedy glint flashed in Black Adam's eyes. He rushed out, smashing a pillar along the way, causing the surrounding crowd to scream in terror and scatter in all directions.

A young man named Billy Butson was searching for a way out when he suddenly saw the attackers in the subway station flying towards him, and he froze on the spot.

"Is he... going to kill me?"

Billy had a strange premonition; he could almost feel the murderous aura emanating from the other person, a feeling that he wanted to kill.

After a moment's hesitation, Black Adam flew to Billy's side.

He raised his fist with a cold smile, ready to strike Billy on the head.

Then, another sonic boom occurred, and the red cloak transformed into a streak of light, crashing into Black Adam's body and sending him flying upwards, through the ceiling of the underground station.

Once outside, this power burst forth from Black Adam's body and violently ripped him out of Superman's grasp.

Superman 930 was stunned. In that instant, he felt a stinging pain in his palm, as if he had been electrocuted. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

Are humans truly unable to protect themselves from magical harm?

"Who are you, and why are you stopping me?" Black Adam asked, his face grim and his eyes fixed on Superman with ill intent.

Superman hovered in the air with his arms crossed, his red cape billowing behind him.

"That's a question I should be asking you. I just saw you put your hand on a child. Who are you?"

Before Black Adam could say anything, he stretched out his right hand, his palm flashing with lightning, and swung it forcefully at Superman.

Wow!

A golden bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and struck Superman in the chest with a loud crash. Superman's face turned pale, and his entire body flew uncontrollably backward, shattering the corner of the building behind him before plummeting through the air.

"Ouch..." Superman clutched his aching chest, looking incredulous.

If this lightning bolt is natural, then Superman is naturally not afraid at all.

But the lightning bolts thrown by Black Adam were magically generated, and to Superman's surprise, he felt a painful attack.

The pain in Superman's chest disappeared in the sunlight. He stood up and looked at Black Adam with a complicated expression.

"Is my magic resistance really that low?"

If it were a physical weapon of equal power, whether it were a missile or explosives, Superman wouldn't stand a chance, but a magical attack injured him.

However, it was only a minor injury, and he recovered quickly.

Clark shook his head, trying to clear his mind of all sorts of thoughts, and took off again, chasing after Black Adam.

Black Adam took to the air and saw that Little Billy had run several hundred feet away. He quickly chased after him and laughed.

"Has this wizard really gone senile, choosing such a brat as his guardian? This brat, you don't even have the guts to say his name, all you do is run away, it's ridiculous."