Threats, blatant threats. But conveniently, Brainiac is particularly vulnerable to such threats. Mutants with electromagnetic abilities are his nemesis. Any trace of a radio wave in the cosmos cannot escape their sight. Hiding anywhere is not a perfect solution.
Moreover, Brainiac is eager to develop in the neighboring world. If he provokes this family, he might be pursued until the end of time, let alone expand his business.
"Lorna," Brainiac shouted in Polaris's mind, "I have to notify you of something. Arkham Knight might be in trouble."
Polaris, who was somewhat drowsy, suddenly became alert. She asked hurriedly in her mind, "What happened? What happened to Jason???"
"I don't know," Brainiac said, "Charles asked me to tell you that the Arkham Knight's terminal might have fallen into someone else's hands. His life or death is unknown."
Polaris's eyes widened instantly. Her hands, fixed against the wall, instantly clenched into fists. Opposite her, Bruce, who was already asleep, seemed awakened by something. He opened his eyes and sensed a storm brewing within the chamber.
"Wait," Bruce shouted, "Calm down, ma'am!"
"I have to leave here." Polaris's voice was as cold as a blizzard, "I need to leave now. No one can stop me!"
In the dim chamber, weak electric light began to flicker. Bruce's eyes widened. Wasn't the mutant ability supposed to be gene-bound? How could it be used in the psychic battlefield?
In fact, Polaris's mutant ability was almost identical to Magneto's. Polaris usually preferred using electromagnetic abilities because she enjoyed the spectacle of electromagnetic bursts. While those silent magnetic fields and basic power manipulations were more potent, she found them dull and uninteresting. But just because she didn't like using them didn't mean she couldn't.
And magnetic force, as a basic power of the cosmos, is incredibly comprehensive. Magnetic fields encompass everything. Human brainwaves are within their range too. Thus, Magneto is also considered a mind power user. How else could he have built the Cerebro?
And Polaris, whose ability resembles his, usually doesn't use this aspect purely because she has no occasion for it. Magneto uses magnetic forces, Professor X uses psychic abilities. Even if the sky fell, there would be no need for Polaris to combine the two.
But once in a crisis, Polaris's instincts awaken this ability. Her brainwaves begin to expand infinitely. A surging mind storm sweeps continuously across this small space. The fleshy chamber of confinement was torn apart in moments.
Bruce fell to the ground, shocked as he looked at Polaris floating in mid-air and yelled, "Stop! Stop now!!"
It's not that he didn't want to use Polaris's abilities to escape. The problem was that if this continued to sweep, the impact would definitely spread to the real world. Their bodies weren't far apart. His spirit body might not return, and his physical body could already be torn apart by Polaris.
Fortunately, Bruce's spirit body also obtained some freedom. He immediately began to sense the situation. Then he heard a regular heartbeat. He remembered seeing a giant heart before entering, suffering psyshock, and being trapped here.
He realized this was likely his hearing recovering. As long as he followed the heartbeat, he could return to his body. But his speed was unlikely to surpass Polaris. His body's destruction was almost inevitable.
Or, he had another choice. "Professor Xavier!!!"
Almost instantly, Bruce's figure appeared in Charles's psychic battlefield. The psychic storm caused by Polaris's loss of control tore open a gap in her psychic prison. And with just this leakage, Charles could instantly find them.
"Send my spirit body back to my physical body," Bruce said, "I need to escape before that lady tears me apart."
Charles didn't say much. Within a fraction of a second of dizziness, Bruce found himself back in his body. The next second, he directly activated the Holy Light Shield.
"Zzz—" The terrifying electromagnetic storm swept over. The entire world began to tremble.
Meanwhile, in the sewers, the Robins seemed to sense something, which didn't require acute perception, because the entire sewer walls were shaking.
Pamela was the first to realize something. She stepped back two steps, shouted loudly: "Run!!!!"
"Zzz—Boom!!!!!!"
The entire East District collapsed.
This wasn't an exaggerated description. The entire East District sewer was like meat thrown into a meat grinder. Everything was minced. Lacking structural support, the already thin ground couldn't sustain the buildings above. The entire East District ground began to collapse until the area was several dozen meters lower than other districts, completely falling into a sinkhole.
The Robins managed to escape, thanks to Pamela. She had previously used the sewers to let wild-growing vines take her quickly through. At the critical moment, Pamela used vine to wrap around them, forcibly bringing them out.
Everyone stood beside the overwhelmingly giant sinkhole, dumbfounded. Nightwing swallowed and asked, "Is there any chance Batman survived?"
"I think you should ask if anything besides Batman could survive?" Damian rubbed his forehead.
"Could this be Batman's contingency plan?" Red Robin asked confusedly, "How did he do it? What exploded and caused this collapse?"
"It's not from being blasted down," Red Hood's sharp eyes noticed, even as he ran outside, he didn't forget to look back, "I saw the electromagnetic flickering light. It must be Polaris."
"But why did she suddenly show up?" Red Robin clicked his tongue, "If she's so powerful, how did she get caught in the first place?"
Tim glanced at Charles. He realized that maybe Professor X had done something. But he didn't think Professor X would actually use forceful means to control his students. Tim quickly thought of Arkham Knight. It seems the Lancer Family has a legacy of love-struck minds.
Tim summoned the King of Seagulls. A few of them rode on the seagulls, gliding over the sinkhole. Soon, they saw a figure with pointed ears climbing up the edge of the sinkhole.
Batman was indeed fine, Damian shouted, "Batman! Batman! We're here!"
Bruce turned back, and seeing the King of Seagulls at that moment, he nearly wished he were dead. Batman's skin must indeed be cursed, right? How did he just escape the tiger's den and fall into the wolf's lair? This damned sea bird doesn't come early or late; it must come at this time to take advantage of the situation, right?!
Bruce almost took out the Holy Light Sword. Fortunately, Damian stretched his head out from the seagull's back. Bruce forcefully withheld himself, preventing any slip-up.
He immediately adjusted back to Batman's channel. Extending his hand, he hooked onto the seagull's leg. He flipped and jumped onto the back of the King Seagull.
Not to say, Brainiac can surely make games. In reality, riding this broken bird is hard enough. Not to mention Brainiac's enforcement of animal protection laws, just a flock of bird watchers could nag you to death. Being able to ride it in the game, now that's truly satisfying.
Bruce lightly took a breath. To maintain Batman's persona, he didn't dare to breathe heavily. Right now, he is pretending while mentally berating himself for his overacting.
"Look for Polaris," he said, "She should have calmed down by now."
No need for Batman to say it; everyone had already started searching for Polaris's figure in the sky. The electromagnetic storm on the ground continued tirelessly, but there was no real center. After more than ten minutes, when the situation on the ground slightly calmed down, people finally saw the green-haired figure in the southern area.
In front of her, a figure wrapped in electromagnetic force was still floating; that was Arkham Knight. The helmet was nowhere to be seen, and the armor looked somewhat tattered. But evidently, it wasn't destroyed by electromagnetic force. He was already injured before this.
Polaris's face was very cold, surrounded by a persistent electromagnetic storm. The King of Seagulls didn't dare descend at all. Tim leaned out and shouted, "Miss! Are you alright?"
Polaris took a deep breath. "He's gone."
"What?"
"Jason's spirit body is gone," Polaris said with a cold tone, "Those cultists took him away. Where will they be?"
"Calm down first," Tim urged. Seeing Polaris unmoved, he looked around and gave Red Hood a signal.
Red Hood pointed to himself, meaning "Me?". Tim signaled him again, "Cut the crap."
Red Hood sighed and said, "Lorna, we want to help you. During this time, we've also uncovered a lot of clues. Maybe we can help you find Arkham Knight."
The electromagnetic storm slowly dissipated, and the King of Seagulls landed. Everyone hurriedly ran over there. Polaris had already put down Arkham Knight's body.
"It's a ritual of birth," Red Robin said, "This ritual probably still needs a sacrifice for what they want to be born. Perhaps Arkham Knight was caught and made into the sacrifice."
"But the entire East District is destroyed," Pamela said, "Whatever they wanted to birth can't be successful now."
Everyone also knew that the heart located at the central chamber of the purifier must have played an important role. But not only was it the source of pollution, it was also the origin of the storm. The out-of-control Polaris completely tore it apart. Forget about the heart, everything there turned into molecules and dispersed.
No matter how many monsters and cultists were hiding underground, they should have been directly torn apart. That array should also not exist anymore. So where would Arkham Knight's spirit body go?
Suddenly, Harley paused, "Hasn't Brainiac announced the final boss of the East District being killed?"
Everyone suddenly understood. "Joker!"
Then they looked at Arkham Knight with a complicated expression. Wasn't this guy simply too unlucky? How can he end up captured by Joker everywhere?
And Polaris, realizing Arkham Knight might have been captured by Joker again, turned into a raging electromagnetic storm once more. Pamela managed to drag and pull everyone out of the storm center.
Nightwing sighed long, "Do ordinary people in the neighboring world live in such an environment? Isn't it a bit too strong-willed?"
Bruce almost failed to hold back again. You still have the nerve to talk about the neighboring world? Why don't you take a look at Metropolis?