Alan Scott, the first Green Lantern, was a member of the Justice Society. (Google search for more information)
However, he has now been taken down by the Injustice Society, becoming part of history's dust.
The damaged Green Lantern at the Justice Society Headquarters, whose core was broken, was left behind by them.
Eric hadn't expected that the other party would have a daughter, and that she would inherit the ring.
Although this girl named Jenny had a huge gap in her utilization of the Green Lantern Ring compared to Hal, she couldn't even materialize any objects using it.
She only attacked by relying on the energy emitted by the Green Lantern Ring.
"Sir, this is the Justice Society, right? Who are you, hero? I've always admired you."
Looking at her fawning expression, Eric coldly said, "I am no hero. Perhaps what you should be worried about is your current predicament."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. Maybe I can compensate. I just came from a children's welfare home, maybe, maybe I can join you. I mean, I have nowhere to go now. If I join you, I can help you with whatever I can."
Jenny, who had just been driven out of an adoptive family, showed a fawning smile and eagerly spoke to Eric.
Having a "pleasing personality," she was constantly in fear of being abandoned by others, so no matter who she faced, she would show a flattering and friendly side.
This is commonly known as a "lick-the-dog" personality.
"You must be his mentor, sir?"
Jenny tried to make her words sound friendly, staring at Eric, and said, "I see your movements are so fast. You must be an amazing hero. If possible, I also hope you can become my mentor."
Bart, standing next to Eric, watched the girl constantly flattering Eric, feeling a bit speechless.
But he didn't expect her to speak to him as well.
"And you, sir, I apologize for my indiscriminate attack just now. I was a bit out of control. You are Flash, right? I've never seen such speed."
"Uh…"
The girl's words made Bart feel a bit flattered.
He immediately had a much better impression of the girl.
Watching Jenny cling to him like a plaster, Eric had a headache.
It was not good to kill her, and it was not reassuring to let her go.
Since the other party could use the Lantern Ring and still had value, keeping her for now was fine.
Eric glanced at Bart.
"Bart, rent a house near Smallville. You and she will live there."
After examining the ring in his hand, Eric looked at the girl who was eagerly looking at the ring in his hand.
"As for you, Jenny Scott, if you want to get your ring, don't try to escape!"
With that, he turned and walked out of the Justice Society.
First a fake Flash, then a half-baked Green Lantern, the Justice Society was becoming more and more like a pirated Justice League.
Gotham.
On a ship sailing towards Gotham Port, a graceful figure stood on the deck.
Waves crashed against the hull, and the sky above began to darken, as if a heavy rain could fall at any moment.
Talia, dressed in black, walked out of the cabin, gazing at the silvery-white water stirred by the ship, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.
"Bane."
After a few minutes of silence, Talia called out a name.
A tall man with an extremely imposing physique turned his head; his face was covered by a black respirator-like device.
His muscles were like hard stones, silently showcasing his strength.
Bane, as Batman's archenemy, possessed an innate beast-like intuition, comprehensive and calm tactical thinking, and an unyielding will to overcome human fear.
The fact that he could still be active on the Gotham stage after breaking Batman's back shows that he was by no means an ordinary person.
Of course, it's also possible that Batman's desire for revenge wasn't that strong; after all, compared to personal vengeance, he still preferred to play the "catch and release" game of cops and robbers.
"Monitor Batman's every move closely. He has already discovered us, and some of our men have been lost to him."
Talia instructed Bane.
"Understood!"
Bane's deep voice came from the respirator-like device.
"Malcolm Merlyn, that man, is nothing to fear."
Talia extended her fair arm and placed it on the ship's railing, saying, "Although he is called 'Magician,' he is a timid and unenterprising person."
Talia gave Malcolm a disdainful evaluation, "I heard he's working with some young punk, and it seems that punk has become his new master. I knew he was always unreliable, but I didn't expect him to fall to such a degree."
"He wants to cooperate with us on behalf of that punk."
Talia remained silent for a moment before saying, "Regarding the plan to subvert Gotham, that punk might not know, but he knows that we possess a batch of biochemical toxins that can turn the entire city into a dead city."
"Will you trade with him?"
Bane asked his collaborator.
"Of course, I also want to meet the man who can control Malcolm."
A captivating smile appeared on Talia's lips.
"I'm usually very interested in such evil men who attempt to profit from dangerous situations."
Talia took one last look at the surging waves, reined in her smile, turned, and walked back into the cabin.
"Oh, and a reminder, unless there's a special circumstance, once you clash with Batman, remember to leave him alive."
Talia's words to Bane echoed in the air.
Smallville, Kent Farm.
Eric wasn't particularly surprised that Clark wanted to cooperate with the League of Assassins.
After all, Malcolm was backed by the League of Assassins, and Clark was well aware of this.
And given Clark's ambition, controlled by Jor-El, it was understandable for him to want to do anything bad.
After hanging up the phone call from Malcolm, Eric fell into contemplation.
It seemed he had to make a trip to Gotham.
But before going to Gotham, he needed to visit Hamilton's laboratory.
Night quietly descended.
In front of a Gotham pier, the shimmering lake surface reflected the moonlight.
Compared to the usual bustling pier, Pier Five was especially quiet today.
At this moment, a satellite floated and orbited above Gotham.
Like the Eye of Horus in myths and legends, it monitored everything around Gotham City.
This was a satellite belonging to the League of Assassins.
As an organization that had operated for centuries, owning a satellite was not a difficult feat.
Talia, dressed in a luxurious robe, had her hair tied back, revealing her delicate features.
A group of subordinates followed behind her, waiting expressionlessly for today's "visitor."
Besides the League of Assassins, Batman was also lurking at the pier.
Batman constantly monitored every move in Gotham City and had his own intelligence channels. After some investigation, he finally uncovered a corner of the League of Assassins and found Talia and her group gathered at the Gotham pier.
At this moment, he squatted like a giant Batman on the metal beam of the pier warehouse, observing the scene before him.
"It looks like they're waiting for someone?"
Putting down his binoculars, a thoughtful expression appeared in Batman's eyes.
"But why are they so nervous?"
Thud!
Just as he was pondering, a dull sound echoed on the pier.
Batman looked up at the pier and saw a figure appear.
Clark descended from the sky, landing in front of Talia.
Lifting his gaze, Clark's eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Talia and the people behind her.
"It's him!"
Seeing that the person who appeared was Clark, Batman's eyes behind his mask immediately narrowed.
Batman had always remembered the guy who broke the ear of his mask back then.
Now seeing him appear before the League of Assassins, his heart was filled with confusion.
"C-Clark Kent?!"
Talia was greatly surprised, looking at Clark who seemed to have descended from the sky.
She had never seen anyone with such abilities!
To be able to fly without any tools, and possess such astonishing speed and presence, who exactly was this guy?
"Not Clark Kent, but Kal-El! I once heard Malcolm Merlyn talk about your story."
Clark took two steps forward and said, "It seems you possess the power to destroy a city."
"Not destruction, but rebirth!"
Talia looked at this dangerous-looking individual, her eyes filled with caution, "If a city is sick, everywhere infested with corrupt bacteria and viruses, then it should be allowed to die, to be destroyed, and then reborn!"
"I agree. Because I am also reborn."
Clark nodded.
"Then what is your purpose, Kal-El? A trade? If you are interested in chemical toxins, what can you offer me?"
Bane, standing behind Talia, took a step closer to Talia, looking at Clark with ill intent.
He could feel Clark's danger.
It was a presence far more powerful and dangerous than his own.
"No, not a trade."
Clark denied it.
"When I discovered that we share the same ambitions, what I want to do is to engulf you!"
Clark revealed his purpose.
Talia, upon hearing this, showed expressions of anger and shock.
"What did you say?!"
"I want to become the master of the League of Assassins!"
Clark's eyes flashed with a chilling gaze.
"For my great mission!"
Upon hearing Clark's words, the members of the League of Assassins immediately could not restrain themselves.
The fastest to act was Bane, who ran and instantly charged in front of Clark, raising his fist to strike Clark.
He was knocked away by a single Heat Vision blast from Clark, his huge body crashing heavily to the ground, causing a slight tremor in the ground.
Clark's single Heat Vision directly rendered Bane unconscious, shocking everyone present.
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