LRAB Chapter 13 Attack again
Chapter 13 Attack again
Chapter 13 Attack again
The Cheshire Cat and the Killer Croc were both alive, much to Chen Tao's dismay...
Overjoyed.
Together with the ventriloquist who appeared out of nowhere from the side, he pulled all three survivors out of the rubble.
Broken scales of the killer crocodile
[Description: These are the scales that fell from Killer Croc after he was brutally beaten and witnessed his powerful enemy escape. Along with the scales, his fierce spirit shattered. You might be able to use them to summon Batman from a parallel universe.]
Chen Tao was slightly taken aback. He looked at the killer crocodile beside him, which was clearly still alive.
But, if something is summoned because it is not human, could it possibly be a normal human being?
"Bane ran away! How could he run away?! Is there some kind of magic in this world that allows you to survive without fighting? What was the point of all that fighting?"
[Crisis Energy Units Converted: 50]
[Your current Crisis Energy Units: 60]
[WARNING! Downloading a Batman-targeting file]
【Bat Dragon】
[Danger Level: E]
Earth-27 is a world teeming with dinosaurs. There's no Justice League here, only the Jurassic League, where all the superheroes and supervillains are dinosaurs.
[Immediately consume 20 units of Crisis Energy for synchronization?]
Chen Tao did not intend to do so in front of the three of them.
Let's get the wounded out of here first. He helped the deadly shooter up.
Deadshot asked dejectedly, "Am I going to Arkham Asylum?"
"I don't want to go to Arkham." The killer Crocodile, who was still dizzy from being brutally beaten by Bane, got up from the ground in a daze, his eyes lifeless, and he didn't even react to the huge Batman who was right in front of him.
He groaned, "I'm so hungry. Do you have anything to eat? My arm is broken."
Then his eyes finally focused, and he saw clearly who was standing in front of him. He was so frightened that he struggled to stand up, but quickly slumped back down.
I'm completely exhausted.
Even in this state, the Cheshire Cat was still wearing her mask. She was in good condition, the only one of the three who could stand up.
She limped away, only to be smacked on the back of the head by Chen Taobang.
Chen Tao found himself becoming more and more adept at tapping people.
Everything seemed normal, and things were finally moving in a stable direction. Next, Chen Tao only needed to take them away, continue manipulating them from behind the scenes, recruit more combat power, and hire more warriors…
But Chen Tao had been pondering a question.
Bain...
Did they really escape so easily?
Thinking of this, Chen Tao frowned and retreated behind the three seriously wounded, an old man, and three corpses.
He had a bad feeling.
Based on his understanding of Bane from the comics, he knew that Bane was bold, meticulous, insidious, and ruthless. Whenever he met Batman, he would always try his best to test Batman's condition.
Fleeing without a fight is really not like the enemy's style.
If he were Bane, he would definitely take advantage of Batman's momentary lapse in fear and launch a surprise attack.
He had just thought that when his face suddenly darkened, and he wished he could slap himself for his bad luck.
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"Alfred?"
no respond.
"Ah-F? Ah-F?"
"Ah, sorry Tim, I got a little distracted—where were we?"
"We should grab Batman and beat him with whips and crowbars." Tim Drake, the third Robin, crossed his arms, causing the chains on his hands to rattle.
Seeing that Alfred remained silent, he said somewhat anxiously, "Don't you believe me? He's definitely not the one I know..."
"He's not the Batman you know. He's Bruce."
"He was just pretending to be cloth..."
"You don't understand..." Alfred seemed somewhat dazed. "You simply don't understand... Tim. Gotham, Gotham gave him back to me."
"What?"
"He came back to life. The kid who died in Crime Alley with his parents, my little Bruce, he came back to life! He was so little back then... not Batman."
"But……"
"This filthy city, this wretched city, I've cursed it countless times, it took Thomas and Martha away, my best friends, but today, it's showing mercy!"
"Wake up, Alfred, he's nothing..."
"No, no, I know him, he's my little Bruce! Tim, Bruce talked to me a lot, we're retiring, we're leaving Gotham, going to Fiji, to retire there..."
Alfred was a bit long-winded. He used to be so shrewd and capable that Robin almost forgot he was an old man over fifty—and old men are always nostalgic, always soft-hearted, always sentimental, and always persistent.
"Jean Paul (the Angel of Death mentioned earlier), Jason Todd (the second Robin, who was beaten to death by the Joker with a crowbar), Bruce has lost too many people... Tim, let him go, Gotham is not Bruce's responsibility."
He lamented:
"Bruce... my poor little Bruce, he suffered so much! He has no cartilage left in his body, and every time he swings his fist, his two bones grind against each other, causing him excruciating pain. Two-Face, the Riddler, the Joker, the scars they inflicted fester and fester every rainy season."
"But what about Gotham? Without Bruce, who will save Gotham?"
Alfred was silent for a moment: "Although I'd like to say, let Gotham be destroyed as it is, Bruce said he'll find a successor."
He said, "That guy named Clark Kent, whom he asked you to find but couldn't, I don't know why Bruce chose him, but—"
"My Bruce is free, and we can all go back to normal life."
"And you—" He hugged young Robin, "Let's leave Gotham, and your parents too, and find a new life together, okay?"
Tim hugged Alfred, embracing his thin body and the scent of an aging man.
He couldn't bring himself to refuse.
"If that Clark Kent that Bruce mentioned can really protect Gotham."
He promised, "I will."
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Chen Tao felt he was about to be free.
Seeing that muscular freak emerge from some nook and cranny, he felt all the blood rush from his anus to every drop of brain matter in his skull.
"Bane—" Everyone present felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing the other person.
The Death Shooter struggled to his feet to load a bullet, while the Ventriloquist hid behind him. The Cheshire Cat… well, the petite girl was still lying unconscious on the ground.
Killer Croc stopped lying down and immediately scrambled to his feet, standing beside Chen Tao.
Waaah, I still feel safest hiding next to a superhero.
Killer Croc recalled seeing civilians protected by Batman in the past, and this time he felt a deep sense of empathy.
He said:
"This world is crazy. I never imagined in my life that I would fight alongside Batman."
But now no one is paying attention to Killer Croc's reflections on life.
Everyone was ready for battle.
Batman slowly stood up.
This single action alone made Bain feel suffocated.
A fighting spirit tinged with fear made his heart pound like a drum, and the venom flowing through his veins like magma strengthened his body.
This pure power and killing intent is enough to break a person—anyone—like a small wooden stick.
But the man in front of me was different; he was unlike anyone else.
He had never been so worried about not being able to break the "stick" as he was at this moment.
"I knew you when I was thousands of miles away in some damn hole."
Bain spoke after a period of silence. His voice sounded hoarse and deep under the strains of the ventilator.
"I met you in my dream, and then I fled that hell, fled my dream, for one purpose only: to find you, and then destroy you, to take back Gotham that is yours."
"So you came to my city, and then cowered like a mouse in a ditch?"
He heard Batman say, "You've released the madmen from Arkham and are watching me deal with them until they've worn me down, and you still don't dare stand before me?"
Bane knew perfectly well that Batman was trying to provoke him, and he would never fall for it.
"I've seen far too many self-important fools like you. You've caused so much death, so many lives lost... all for the sake of ruling this city, for such a ridiculous and absurd reason?"
"I would kill for anything."
Bain answered him. His tone grew increasingly aggressive with each exchange of words: "I will kill to silence any harsh sound."
His muscles twitched and his bones throbbed: "I will kill to extinguish the light in the eyes of those who dare to look me in the eye."
Bane clearly saw the rage blazing in Batman's eyes; he knew very well that this was an unprecedented challenge.
The Dark Knight, whose strength has not been significantly reduced, is still capable of direct confrontation!
Really...
It's so exciting!
Then he saw the black bat, without saying a word, place Cheshire Cat and Deadshot on its shoulders, grab Killer Croc, and tuck Ventriloquist under its ribs with its other hand. With a swish, its legs turned into two wheels.
Bain: ?
(End of this chapter)