"Hum"
After the altar in the darkness was repaired, it was activated again. With enough demon souls to drive it, this thing began to try to tear space again. However, after a short operation of ten seconds, the dark red energy above the altar suddenly retracted and calmed down again.
Professor Hawkins and Dr. Ethan's faces were a little gloomy, but they still walked forward with their respective assistants to collect the experiment data.
"Failed again …"
Batman looked at the scene in front of him. Under the black mask, a trace of undisguised disappointment flashed in his eyes. Beside him, Saber, who was wearing a trench coat and holding a sheathed longsword, also sighed:
"It seems that something we don't know about has been imposed on the space in the modern world. We can't break space with the previous method. Damn it."
"There will always be a way."
Batman clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "We won't be trapped here and wait for death …"
He seemed to be comforting Saber, but it was more like he was cheering himself up. Obviously, after 27 days of trying and after many failures, even Batman felt a trace of despair.
The whole city was thrown into the Demonic Realm crack. The safe range of the city was shrinking every day. The demons of the Demonic Realm were planning a counterattack every day. Although the order of the city had not collapsed under the temporary rule of The Devil Gang, to be honest, as the hope of escape was getting smaller and smaller, it was only a matter of time before a complete collapse.
"The city's supplies have been calculated."
Saber sat on a chair, stroked the hilt of his sword, and whispered, "According to the current consumption rate, it can last for at most half a year … I plan to send someone to clean up the black market today."
"Doing so will make the city unstable …"
Batman thought for a moment and replied, "The existence of the black market has the effect of stabilizing people's hearts. This is what we discussed at the time."
"But I didn't allow them to buy and sell survival supplies privately!"
There was a hint of coldness in Seber's voice as he continued, "I gave them enough ammunition and weapons, and I let them order around those bastards who are just waiting to die. My goal is to use every bit of the city's strength for the right path! Instead of letting them take the opportunity to invade more people... Swan told me that the prisoners used materials to attract women to do abnormal transactions. At this time, I wish I could let the children pick up guns. How can this be allowed to happen! "
"They have to transfer all their resources to The Devil Gang. That way, the city can at least survive for a little longer. Speaking of which, are you really not going to care about those guys who are using your name to recruit people?"
Saber raised his head and looked at Batman with a smile.
"Bat Society … Hehe, they really know how to come up with names."
"Forget it. The city needs these forces right now. They're doing pretty well in the eastern part of the city."
Batman took off his mask tiredly. He leaned back in his chair and said as if he was sleep-talking, "If using my name can really turn more ordinary people into warriors who can protect themselves, then let them be. It's just a name."
The conversation between the two ended there, and there was silence for the rest of the time. As the nominal leader of the city, the two of them carried a lot of pressure. Saber needed to find a way for his brothers and relatives to survive. He could selfishly abandon the city, but Batman could not.
This man gave everything to Gotham. He could not allow the city he protected to be destroyed just like that.
"Joker has collected enough demon corpses … to replace the mortal bodies and resurrect the dead souls."
Saber lit a cigar. In the current city, it was a rare indulgence. He threw one to Batman, who lit it silently. He also needed to release some pressure. He silently listened to Saber's explanation. It was a cruel operation.
"I'm not sure if ordinary people can accept being resurrected in another form, but in the current situation, we need more people to regain control of the city!"
Saber's fingers tapped on the table. A dark light flashed in his squinted eyes.
"I want to turn Gotham into a magical floating city. Sim's demonic sorcerers have the knowledge in this area. For this, we have to take the initiative to cut off the weathered buildings outside the city and reduce it to two-thirds of its original size. According to the demonic sorcerers' calculations, if this project is to be completed within a month, we need at least 2 million people working together. Including the warriors who are fighting against the demon invasion, based on the current population, I need to resurrect at least 600,000 people in Joker!"
"This will be a very cruel process. It reminds me of those stories from the Middle Ages."
Batman was silent for a few minutes before he said, "But if it's to save more lives, I'm willing to do it!"
"Alright, don't look so glum."
Saber let out a sigh of relief and said, "This is actually not a bad thing. Bruce, resurrecting with demon corpses means that ordinary people have better physiques than humans. Their bodies will not be any different from other humans. As long as they can be reaccepted by Order, there won't be any problems. And this, I'll need you to adjust. My people will cooperate with you."
"Wait."
Bruce Wayne tapped on the table and looked at Saber. "Why me?"
"Because … I'm going to find another way."
Saber took a puff of his cigarette and said in a resigned tone, "This path is not working.
I suspect that the Rubik's Cube in the modern world has sealed the space. I have to find a way to go back there and remove it. I don't know how long this process will take, but after I leave, this city can only be handed over to you. Oliver's personality is not suitable for managing a city, including my family and brothers. I can only ask you to take care of them. "
"What are you going to do?"
Bruce asked in a deep voice, "You already have a way?"
"Yes."
Saber nodded.
"Sim told me that when the Void Wind blows through the city at a fixed time every day, the barrier of space will be weakened for only a few minutes. I can use that time to be summoned to Hell in reverse, and then find a way back to the modern world from the rift between Hell and the modern world. It's very difficult. The Lord of Hell will not allow me to pass through easily, especially after I killed Lucifer's mortal avatar and helped the Ancient One imprison Mephisto. Every devil and demon in Hell will try to kill me."
He moved his fists and fingers, took out a reagent bottle that shone with a purple light from his arms, and placed it in front of Bruce.
"I'm not even sure that I can reach the modern world safely, but I can't let Catherine and Selena live in this hell. I have to embark on this path and kill every creature in front of me. This news must be blocked, and after I leave, you need enough power to continue to control the city!"
"Inject it! Bruce, I know you don't want to be a monster, and you don't want to make deals with demons, but to control a city that is destined to become more and more dangerous … you must have stronger power! "
Saber's tone became sonorous. "98% concentration of Extremis, it will make you the immortal Batman, and with your Fenrir armor, you will be the King of Gotham until I find a way!"
"You must also become the King of Gotham!"
He looked at Bruce Wayne, and he said in a deep voice.
"What is in front of you is a cruel fate. I don't want to ask you which is more important, your bottom line or your people, and I won't force you to make a decision with high-sounding words. Wayne, if you don't do this, I will let Catherine take over everything, but I can't imagine what that girl will do. Compared to her, I trust you more. At least, you have seen the darkest filth in the world, and you know how to deal with them."
"In this city, you … are the most suitable."
"I …"
Bruce stood up and walked to the window. He smoked a cigar and was like a silent shadow in the darkness. He was thinking.
Saber's suggestion undoubtedly challenged his bottom line, but it was different from the previous coercion of Ninja Master. Doing the same thing in the name of justice and in the name of evil were two completely different concepts for an existence like Batman. Although he knew very well that Saber's conversation this time was completely true and not mixed with any hypocrisy, it was still a difficult decision.
Under this difficult decision, Saber was not in a hurry. He gave Bruce enough time to think. It was not until ten minutes later that Batman turned around and looked at Saber:
"Are you really willing to give up everything for this city? Even if it means death? "
"No, I'm not willing!"
Saber replied without hesitation, "If I could, I would abandon Gotham without hesitation and leave with my brothers and family. But now that I'm trapped, I have to do this. It's that simple. If you think I'm sacrificing myself for this city, go ahead. Also, be careful of Joker. I don't understand this guy's recent actions … He said that he was captured by the Shadow Dancer a long time ago, but I don't believe it! He must be planning something. "
"But no matter what, you've made a sacrifice. The reason is not important."
He walked over and put on his helmet. Then, he reached out and held the purple potion in his hand. He looked at Saber, took a deep breath, and said:
"Where's the contract? Give it to me! "
"What?"
Saber looked at Bruce in confusion. The latter snorted and said, "The contract that The Devil Gang used. You're right. In this terrible situation, I need strength."
He looked at Saber, whose eyes were wide open, and shook his head.
"If even a villain is willing to sacrifice everything to save this city, then I have no reason to refuse to make the same sacrifice. This is your city, but it's also … my city. If I don't fight for it, who will?"
A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.
"Don't tell me that you're planning to give me a terrible devil assistant …"
"Hahahaha!"
Seiber laughed heartily as he stood up. He took out a sparkling and translucent soul stone from his sandalwood fan. It was about the size of a fist, and it floated in the air like a heart of thorns. Just by holding it in the air, one could hear the furious and unyielding roars of the soul within. It was simply terrifying.
"I've long prepared it for you … the soul of the King of the Underworld Dragons, the overlord of the skies in hell, the poisonous wings that scatter shadows and death. Come, take your crown, Gotham's chosen one, and sign a contract with it …"
As the soul stone in his hand shone with a pale white light, Saber's evil smile was unmistakable. He said softly,
"And then … become the Bat Demon King that rules Gotham!"
Batman took a deep breath. He looked at the soul stone that was suspended in the air. He reached out his hand and held it in his hand. His voice surged in the darkness like a nightmare.
"Then … please let me be king!"
— — —
Three days later, somewhere in hell, on the ground that was covered in dust, a sudden storm suddenly rolled up. The thick rust-colored dust on the ground was swept up, revealing the hideous ground that was covered with pale white broken bones. The space was trembling, as if a giant beast was about to tear the space apart and descend upon this ominous land.
Black lightning fell from the sky, tearing everything on the ground apart. It was like a hell's version of the end of the world. Further away, the Berserker Demon Lord Sim who had occupied a large territory at the edge of hell was leading his most elite demonic army, waiting quietly on the white bone mountain further away. Even he was unwilling to enter this chaotic land of space.
To be honest, no one knew if Saber could survive the spatial rift storm between the two worlds. No matter how strong his self-healing ability was, it was hard to say if he could survive the razor-sharp spatial rifts.
Sim's heart was beating like a drum. If Saber died, he would be buried with him. He could not help but turn around and look at his powerful army.
"Sigh … this is my territory and my warriors …"
Before his voice trailed off, a battered figure was thrown out from the spatial rift. Saber's body was cut by the razor-sharp spatial rifts. His left arm and both legs were missing. His body was covered with burn scars. Fortunately, he survived. When he hit the ground that had been completely destroyed, he began to regenerate rapidly.
Venom, who was lying on Saber's shoulder, gurgled twice and quickly covered his body. It reformed into Saber's favorite style of black windbreaker and casual suit.
When he got up, Sim flapped its wings and landed in front of him, lifting the rust-colored dust on the ground. The demonic dragon humbly lowered his head and said to Saber.
"Welcome to your other kingdom … Saber, hell is waiting for you to conquer!"
In the face of such a domineering invitation, Saber patted the dust off his body. He held the scabbard of the Ancient Soaring Sword in his left hand, looked around, and snorted.
"No, I'm not free! I'm busy! "
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