Two hours earlier, in the Batcave.
"You are a smart person; you should be able to understand my plan," Feng Bujue said to Joey as he put on the Batsuit.
"I understand, but … is that really necessary?" Joey was doing the same thing. "From how I see it, Gotham without the supervillain is already chaotic enough."
"Ah … That's why I say, you still have a long way to go." Feng Bujue replied. "Gotham has been controlled by the faith of The Bruce for so many years; it won't change overnight. To have the people get used to the new Batman, it will take time, patience, and … "he shrugged." … fear. "
"Then, what you're doing … how is it different from what The Bruce is doing?" Maya asked.
"Yes, he is using a sacrificial offering that has no power to resist to put on a show," Feng Bujue replied. "And I … am releasing the real opponent for you."
"To succeed, you need friends." To his surprise, Xiao Tan suddenly added, "To achieve great success, you need enemies."
"See, even he knows that." Feng Bujue shrugged with a smile.
…
Now …
Tap! Tap! Tap!
The unhurried footsteps echoed in the empty bat castle.
A figure in a Batsuit walked slowly down the corridor and headed toward the core power room deep inside the castle.
At this moment, the huge fortress was completely silent — because corpses wouldn't make any sound.
"Hmm … most of them were killed by guns. From the location of the bullets and the shape of the wounds, more than ninety percent of them were killed by Xiao Ling's gun …" Feng Bujue did not stay idle as he walked. His eyes wandered around, capturing all the information that entered his sight. "Along the way … the visible death toll is only eighty-one. It is far from the number given by Clipper. Looks like most people chose to surrender or escape …"
"Tsk … What is that smell?" Brother Jue smelled something at the corner. "Oh … the organs are leaking out …" He walked around the corner and saw a dead body lying on the ground. "This should have been killed by Ruo Yu. The cuts on the bone and muscle fibers are smooth. The blade cut through the neck and went through the lungs, heart, stomach, and intestines …"
While Feng Bujue was observing, he had already come to the same conclusion. He could not even be considered 'thinking'.
In Brother Jue's eyes, the data world of Thriller Paradise had become different from before. It was like … the world that he had seen when he was in Descent of the War Demon.
As long as he stared at something for a long time, he could vaguely see some flowing matrix codes. When he walked into a messy environment, he could instantly categorize every object in an organized manner. When he came to a scene similar to a crime scene, just by looking at the corpse, he could quickly reconstruct the general scene of the victim's death in his mind. If there were enough clues and information left at the crime scene, he could even replay the whole process of the murder in reverse before his eyes.
If someone was standing next to Feng Bujue at that moment, they would notice that … there was a flash of light in Brother Jue's eyes. It looked … similar to the Anomalies.
However, the data flow in the eyes of the Anomalies was white, but Brother Jue's eyes were black.
"Please enter your passcode."
When Feng Bujue arrived at the entrance to the castle's main lab, the voice that came from the control panel of the electronic door appeared.
"Long live the bat." Brother Jue took out the Deceitful Pocket Watch from his inventory and read it in the voice of The Bruce.
"Passcode correct. Correcting voiceprint … Recognition successful. Welcome, Mr. Bruce." The electronic door opened.
After walking into the lab, before Feng Bujue could say anything, Ruo Yu asked, "What took you so long?"
"Hehe … What's wrong? Did you miss me already?" Brother Jue replied with a smile.
Rainy didn't answer this boring question. Instead, she said in a serious tone, "The system has already notified us that the hidden mission has been completed. If Joey has successfully killed The _ Bruce while you were dawdling, then we only have a few minutes left."
"Actually, it's fine." Feng Bujue added. "Even if we only bring back the resources we got from the Batcave, this trip will be worth it."
As they spoke, Brother Jue walked to the group. He turned to Clipper, who was working on the experiment table. "Professor, how's the progress?"
"It's all formulaic procedures. I've done it many times. It's very simple." Clipper did not stop working. He grinned (he had a cigarette in his mouth). "The plastic surgery process will be completed in about five minutes. As for the brain chips …" He raised his head and glanced at the electronic cabinet on his right. "This batch of goods is secretly made by me. They have no tracking function. The degree of knowledge and personality simulation is close to 95%, and the original personality and memory will be permanently erased. Hehe …" He laughed. "I call these cute little things' Devil's Souls'."
"Very good." Feng Bujue walked forward and stood next to Kliber. He looked at the 'Robin' lying on the more than ten experiment tables and said with a smile, "You are indeed worthy of the title 'great', Professor Kliber … Your talent can be said to be unparalleled in history."
"Hehehe … Hehehe … Hahahaha …" The two of them stood there and laughed evilly like the villains in cartoons.
At that moment, in front of them, there were more than ten captive 'Robins' lying on the ground. But soon, these people would no longer be Robins. They would become 'Joker', 'Two-Face', 'Penguin', 'Black Mask', 'Poison Ivy' …
"Brother Jue, I don't understand …" Xiao Tan said. "We have already obtained enough benefits in the Bat Cave, and the hidden mission has been completed … Why do we still have to do these irrelevant things? Is it possible that without these villains, Joey really can't take on the role of Batman? "
"Heh … The reason …" Feng Bujue said. "You'll know when you see it …" As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed at a screen on the side of the room. On the screen, there was a live broadcast of a deathmatch …
…
On the other side, on the high platform of the castle.
The Bruce's Batsuit had been completely destroyed and had lost its kinetic energy support. The 'Bane's Blood' in Joey's body had also lost its effect.
In the light, there were only two men in ordinary Batsuits left. They were engaged in the most primitive and powerful battle.
"The effect of the 'super stimulants' in your body is almost over …" When Joey said that, he threw a punch at Bruce's face.
Bruce's cheek was hit, and a tooth flew out. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still held on and did not fall to the ground. "Hehe … More or less …" He laughed coldly and suddenly turned around to give a side kick.
Joey hurriedly put his hand in front of his chest to block the blow and took a few steps back. "Your persistence is admirable …" He took a deep breath. "You should know that even if you beat me, you won't be able to become a god again."
"I know …" Bruce wiped his mask. His' mask 'was bleeding because it was not actually a mask but his face … The Bruce himself had undergone Clipper's surgery many years ago. To prevent his face from aging, he had merged his face with the Batmask.
"But you still have the will to fight," Joey said.
"Ha …" Bruce chuckled meaningfully. "I am helping you, Joey …" He raised his arm and pointed below the stage. "Only by showing more of your power will the mob be more devout and respectful toward you."
"I don't want their faith!" Joey took a deep breath and attacked. "I just want to stop everything!"
He roared and then used a football clinch move to charge at Bruce. He successfully sent him flying and pressed him against the railing at the edge of the platform.
By then, The Bruce was already at the end of his rope. The side kick had drained his last bit of energy, and he had no more energy to resist.
"Then kill me, hehe … Hahaha …" Bruce laughed. He had lost his cape. If Joey applied a little more force, he would fall to his death.
At this moment, a glimmer of dawn on the horizon suddenly lifted the curtain of the sky. The Gotham King, whose face was covered in blood, turned his head slightly to look back at the city that he missed so much.
"No!" To his surprise, Joey let go. He stood up and replied with determination, "I will not kill! I will not kill anymore! Because … I am Batman. "
Of course, Joey still remembered the look that the Joker had given him before the battle started and the words that he had said.
"Gotham will witness … the birth of Batman," Joey said as he pulled the Bruce up. "The Dark Knight is a guardian, not a judge or a tyrant."
"You b * stard! Kill me! " The Bruce suddenly exploded in anger. It was as if he had regained his composure before death. A surge of energy surged through him, and the fins on his forearm slashed at Joey's neck.
As for Joey … he was caught off guard. He did not expect that a man who had lost all will to fight would come back to life in the next second.
Creak!
In the blink of an eye, a beam of light appeared behind Joey and hit Bruce's torso.
"Ah …" A scream of pain echoed.
In the morning sun, thick smoke rose from The Bruce's head where he had been shot. His body tumbled from the high platform and fell to the ground …
"Hah … Hah …" Joey, who had not recovered from the shock, gasped for air and turned back to look. The person who shot The Bruce was none other than Maya, who had landed on the castle not long ago. It was her again who had saved his life.
[Game over.] The system's narration sounded again. [Watching The Bruce fall from the high platform, the crowd fell into an eerie silence.]
[This scene symbolizes the end of a dynasty, and also … the beginning of another legend.]
"A god has fallen, and then … the mob has gone mad."
"Battie! Battie! Battie! "The whole city cheered.
"No! I am not a god! I am just a human being! A mortal! "Joey raised his hands and shouted at the camera.
He wanted to calm those prayers, but he realized that it was futile. He thought that he could change these people's lives, but in the end, all he did was change the target of their praise.
However, the praise did not last long because …
"Hahahaha … Hahahaha …" Feng Bujue's face appeared on the screen again, and he laughed madly. "Citizens of Gotham, looks like the game has come to an end. A new Batman has been born …" He changed the topic. "But … don't you think this ending is a bit boring?"
Before he finished, more than ten metal shuttles shot out from all around the bat castle. These capsules were like missiles, and they flew into the sky.
"Batman." Feng Bujue stopped calling Joey by his real name. "Guess what I just sent into the city?"
Joey looked at the screen with a complicated gaze and was silent.
"Hehehe …" Feng Bujue raised his voice and said in a crazed tone, "… It's these people on the screen!"
The next second, more than ten split-screens appeared on the screen, and each of them had the face of a supervillain printed on it. Of course, the Joker's face was not added.
Once again, the civilians were shocked and panicked. They chanted Battie's name again, hoping for protection and mercy.
"You guys know me … I'm not a swindler like The Bruce who deceives the world." Feng Bujue's face soon returned to the screen. "My game is much more interesting than his … Haha …" He pointed at his face and grinned. "In the past night, you have witnessed the resurrection of Battie. At dawn, you will witness my resurrection … and their resurrection! Hahaha … Hahaha … Hahaha … "
He ended his speech with his signature laugh. The laughter echoed in the air and opened a new chapter in Gotham …
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