The rise of comics

In the wilderness about five kilometers away from the outskirts of Star City, legend has it that this is a special place where a felon against humanity is detained.

The white light beam that distorted the space fell from the sky, and three hurried figures came out of the waterfall-like particle flow.

It was Bruce and the other three.

However, different from the embarrassment after experiencing the sealed land and the darkness of the underground meeting floor of the Department of Homeland Security, the dark knight standing under the sun at this moment has completely changed from before.

The nano-coated dark gray bat armor fits perfectly on his body. The various connecting blocks of the armor are interlocked. It can be said to be extremely layered and textured. From the helmet mask to the black boots under his feet, they all stand out perfectly. The ergonomic beauty and the thickness that hard armor should have.

Different from the leather fiber fabric-shaped armor of ordinary bat suits, the nano-coated bat outer suit takes into account the great improvement of strength and defense, but has minimal impact on the wearer's sensitivity and mobility, and has various built-in technological aids The equipment is also incomparable to the ordinary Batsuit. This is Bruce's formal suit, and it is also an 'adaptive' armor he prepared to fit his ultimate trump card.

"Are we just going to leave Amanda Waller alone?"

Cyborg asked doubtfully.

"Amanda Waller's failure was not just the result of her being exploited. Ultimately, she had always been hostile to the Alliance and despised us. She did not understand our technology, let alone our beliefs, even though she had Find ways to understand our ins and outs and think that’s all there is to it.”

Bruce's voice was low and flat.

"She is the dark side of the government, and they...have tried to control everything too many times, extending their hands as far as possible...but she never thought that one day this arrogance and smartness would Smashed on her own feet."

"So in a sense, you are quite similar."

Martian Manhunter commented with a paralyzed expression.

"...I am not the same person as her."

Glancing at the other person, although it didn't sound like a compliment, Bruce had no intention of arguing with Martian Manhunter.

"We don't have time to take care of her now. Let's leave her debt to be settled after this is over."

"It's true that there is a difference between Batman and Amanda Waller."

Cyborg interjected jokingly.

"He's still a 'good guy'."

"Let's go in."

Without talking much about this topic, Bruce took the lead and walked towards the dark green forest in front of him. The secret prison was hidden underneath the forest.

After passing through the forest with dense trees at the beginning, the three of them came to a relatively open center area. The flat roots of the surrounding trees that had been cut down were scattered and disorderly on the ground. Cyborg walked to one of the inconspicuous trees. In front of Gen, he stretched out his hand and pressed it gently.

Then, there was a dull slight vibration from the ground under their feet. There was a click, as if some kind of mechanical gear was turning. The land in front of the three people sunk downwards, like a complete piece of turf suddenly being pulled downwards by some force. Soon a square, box-shaped steel building appeared on the ground. This was the entrance to the secret prison.

The three of them looked at each other and stepped forward to pass the triple verification of fingerprints, irises, and specific vocal segments. (Don’t ask how Cyborg passed the verification process as a cyborg. The prison was basically supervised by others.)

As the entrance opened, the three of them stepped in.

"Clark, we're in. How was your talk with Constantine and Savage?"

Bruce said hello to Superman first through the contact channel.

"This guy... forget it, you're already here, come down and see for yourself."

Clark responded on the other end.

"it is good."

After a brief reply, the three Bruces quickened their pace again.

After passing through a long steel corridor and passing five different verification levels, the group of people got the green light and soon arrived deep underground, at the end of the prison, a prison with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. Underground Prison'.

Superman and Constantine were already waiting outside the reinforced glass panel of the prison.In addition, there was another man wearing dark green leather armor and a dark cloak.He covered himself in a wide hood, with two dark green lines on his eyes. There was also a quiver on his back and a composite longbow hanging on his back.

This is none other than the guardian of Star City's realm, Green Arrow Oliver Queen.

"You are here."

Clark took a step forward and said hello, then looked at Bruce.

"What does Amanda Waller say?"

"She doesn't know anything. She's just being used."

Cyborg shrugged and took over the conversation.

"We couldn't find anything more."

"Batman, I've heard Constantine briefly explain the situation. If you need anything, just tell me."

Green Arrow greeted Bruce.In fact, he can barely be regarded as a preliminary member of the Justice League. Among the people here, he is the most familiar with Constantine.However, although he is not among the core of the Seven Elders, Green Arrow's skills are at least on the same level as Deadshot Floyd.

"I'm afraid the trouble this time won't be the same as before."

Bruce shook his head.

Then he looked at the inner side of the transparent glass panel.

"Oh? Look who this is. Batman...well, your new outfit looks pretty good. By the way, the members of the Justice League are almost here."

A slightly muffled voice came from the other side of the glass. It was a tall man with a water glass in his hand standing in front of the isolation glass, looking at the three newcomers Bruce inexplicably.

Although he looked just standing there, he seemed to have a unique and inexplicable aura all over his body. Even though he was just holding an ordinary transparent water cup, he looked like a strategizing noble king holding a slightly different cup. The shaking red wine glass shows the legendary style.

"Did you tell him what happened?"

Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly, temporarily looked away from the man named Vandal Savage, and asked Clark and Constantine.

"I've made it very clear to him before and after... Haha, but this guy doesn't care about anything."

Although Constantine had a smile on his face, everyone could tell that he felt very unhappy.

"He is indeed a savage who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Maybe he doesn't understand what we modern people are talking about at all."

Constantine scoffed.

"How about I do something to make him feel it."

He has never been a fuel-saving lamp, and his style of conduct can even be said to be more radical than Bruce at certain times.

"Haha... Master, you don't have to scare me. If you are so confident in yourself, you can come in and try your so-called 'means'."

Vandal Savage laughed without changing his expression.

Constantine's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Okay. Aren't you going to help us, Savage."

Bruce interrupted the tit-for-tat exchange between the two and asked the man behind the glass directly.

"Why should I help an organization that has me locked up here?"

Savage moved his eyes away from Constantine and turned to Bruce. His voice sounded very calm. Even though he had been imprisoned alone for more than a year, he could not feel any of the prisoner's decadence and that kind of depravity from him. Mentally unbalanced, it was as if this place was not a prison at all for him, but an ordinary family residence.

"Do you think I would like it if you created such a secluded place for me? Oh, if there is anything I like, it's probably only the shower head. To be honest, it's The design is really good, the water washes over your body in a leisurely manner... You neither feel that the water flow is saturated, nor do you feel that it affects the touch of your skin because it is sprayed too quickly. It reminds me of I can capture the harmonious feeling that I once felt in nature... But unfortunately, human beings try their best to imitate nature, but in the end they are only incomplete products."

After saying that, he shook his head with some regret.

"The organization [Immortal Crowd] was founded by you, right? Where are its other members?"

Ignoring the other party's chatter, Bruce continued to ask.

"Batman, [The Immortals] are just a small role. What's the point of being obsessed with them? The most critical thing now is that Gaia, the 'Earth Consciousness', wants to destroy all mankind."

Savage laughed.

"If all mankind is destroyed, what else will you be able to rule in the future?"

Constantine persuaded with a smile.

"Oh no, Master, to be able to say such things shows that you don't understand me at all."

"In fact, the survival and destruction of human beings have nothing to do with me."

Savage kept his smile and slowly shook his head.

Constantine couldn't help but frown.

"Actually, I don't care at all if you keep me here."

Savage looked around at the six men who seemed to him to be beyond the glass.

"In the name of what you call a 'life sentence' or whatever."

"I have lived for too long. Time has no meaning at all to me. In your opinion, one and a half years is very long, ten or eight years will feel very long, and tens or hundreds of years later, None of you will still be in this world."

"But I'm different."

Savage began to move his body, walking slowly back and forth in front of the glass.

"I have seen too many things and experienced too many things. My descendants are all over the world. Maybe some of you are my descendants. I have ruled mankind dozens of times. Alexander, Caesar, Genghis Khan... . Wait, wait, these great emperors in your mouths, these legends and epics are just my incarnation. I have grown up with human civilization, and have witnessed countless rises, prosperity and destruction, and tens of thousands of years of life. In the midst of destruction, I even locked myself under the volcano, sleeping for 400 years without moving in the world. Do you really think I care about this little prison now?"

Although what he said was unimaginable, he only spoke slowly and in a straightforward tone, as if he didn't care about it at all.

Seeing that no one spoke, Savage's eyes flashed with a meaningful and inexplicable light.

"I'm actually tired of human beings. Why was I born more than a year ago? Tsk. How can I put it well? It's too boring. Yes, actually, it's just too boring."

He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them, shook his head and continued.

"Ever since those expeditioners, those so-called gods, left this planet, human beings have become more and more mediocre. Although civilization has been growing and progressing, it is difficult for me to find anything new and interesting anymore. Can you imagine how much torture this is for an immortal person?"

"But you are different."

He changed his words.

"I don't know since when, some special cases have appeared among humans, the so-called superpowers. In this era, I have never seen so many humans with special powers appear here. This is really It's an interesting evolution, yes. I call it evolution, especially when the Kryptonians came to this world driving a spaceship that fell from the sky. I seemed to feel that perhaps, this world was about to open up a new chapter. The prologue is like those magnificent wars in ancient times, that era... was so exciting."

"So you attracted almost all the ability users in the world, and then gathered them together to set a trap for them to kill each other. You even went so far as to cause the 'Ice Sculpture Country' incident and brought down an entire city. Millions of people have frozen into sculptures in the cold winter, just to satisfy your freshness and novelty, right?"

Bruce replied in a deep voice.

"Um..."

Savage touched his chin seriously, seemed to think for a second, and said slowly.

"As far as consequentialism is concerned, it is like this. Although it was not me who created the 'Land of Ice Sculptures'. I remember it was a woman named Caitlin Snow. Speaking of which, it was thanks to Superman, the Kryptonian The powerful life force of the Star Child can actually provide that frost woman with so much power while still being able to survive. This is really an unexpected surprise."

"You bastard..."

Even Constantine couldn't bear to listen at this moment. He had a gloomy face and even wanted to rush to the other side of the glass and beat this prehistoric savage until even his ancient mother would not recognize him.

But Superman's hand rested on his shoulder, and that extremely calm force made Constantine calm down a little.

He turned his head in surprise. Although it could be seen that Clark's face looked a little ugly at the moment, he did not lose his mind.

"...So you just don't care about human life or death at all."

Not knowing what he was thinking, Bruce was silent for a few seconds before continuing.

"Well in that case...let's make a deal. Vandal Savage."