Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

"Why doesn't the person he loves die?"

The body was ripped apart without causing much pain.

David only frowned slightly, and looked at Superman who said this with a mocking smile on his lips.

Superman is no longer the original Superman.

He'd already been driven mad by the Joker and himself.

Bruce stared in disbelief at the flames gushing out of the screen in place of blood. : "...David?"

Why did things become like this?

His heart was throbbing violently, he stared at the screen tightly and felt that he was the next person to be driven crazy.

he died?

A careless mockery flashed across the scarlet eyes, and the vitality was rapidly drained along with the energy of the burning red light.

Death is not a terrible thing.

Especially death with ulterior motives.

The energy of the red light gushes out, a flame that can burn everything in the world, and spreads down Superman's arm.

It is a flame that can burn even energy, even in a vacuum, it can burn without hindrance.

Superman howled.

He couldn't extinguish the flames on his body.

"damn it!"

The camera had fallen to the ground, and the angle of the picture suddenly became strange.

Nightwing's reaction was faster than Bruce: "This guy, what the hell is going on in his mind! Is Superman crazy? No one can stop him?"

Damian recklessly ran towards the place where David left just now, and was held down by the shoulder by the black widow: "It's useless for you to go there."

"But he! . . . "

Damian raised his head, no matter how much he didn't like that guy, he was still a real person!

But how much did David have to do with him?Sacrifice is necessary.

What's more, David is not a sacrifice, he is just trying to die.

Bruce stared at Superman, frowning.

Batman adjusted the headset, his voice was low and mixed with the anger of the prelude to the storm: "Now! Immediately! Immediately! Put the damn flames on him with a gun! Then come back."

Both Nightwing and Black Canary looked at him like they thought he was crazy.

But David's figure suddenly appeared in the air, with a half-smile on his face, as if he wasn't surprised by Bruce's clue.

[He actually guessed it? ]

"After all, I just asked for the gem back from him before, and it's understandable that he could guess that it was just an illusion." David folded his arms, watching Superman who kept rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames .A mocking smile hung on the corner of his lips.

"What if I say no?"

"Didn't you see that he wanted to kill me just now? If it wasn't for the gem, Ollie and I would be lying side by side now. No, I'm afraid my body would have already been turned into pieces."

David refused Bruce's order without hesitation.

There was a chill in the scarlet eyes: "Or, are you willing to see me being torn to pieces by him?"

[Don't go too far, although he did go too far, but killing people is always wrong, you don't want to become like Superman, right? ]

"Come back, I'll say it one last time."

Bruce's face darkened completely.

David raised his eyebrows disdainfully: "Did I do something wrong? I didn't do anything, he wanted to kill me, and these flames flowed in my body. I didn't even do self-defense, I just stood there There, killed. That's it."

"That was just an illusion! You were not killed at all."

Bruce took out an orange-yellow gemstone from the universal belt: "David, come back, or I will destroy this gemstone. It doesn't matter whose soul is imprisoned in it."

The winning look on David's face quickly disappeared in an instant, and the expression on his face could be considered ferocious.

David picked up the camera that fell on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "No, you can't do that, Batman, you can't threaten me with that gem!"

"Extinguish the fire on him! Otherwise I can do anything."

Bruce turned on the screen on the communicator and took out another small device from his belt. David didn't know what it was.But he guessed that the device could destroy the gem.

"Why are you doing this? Threatening someone else's soul?"

Even Nightwing objected to Batman's approach: "He's right, he didn't do anything at all. If it was the real David who was torn apart just now, you have to threaten him with gems to stand up and extinguish Superman Is it the flames that are infected on the body because of self-inflicted?"

Nightwing didn't know that the red lights would burn forever, but thought those flames would teach Superman a lesson.

"why?"

David's scarlet eyes were burning with anger: "This is why you have been unwilling to give it back to me? This is why you are willing to stop imprisoning me? Because you use it as a tool to threaten me?"

"Why don't you treat Superman like this? Why? What did I do to make you treat me like a dog that wags its tail in front of you? When you're happy, coax me with a bone, and when I'm disobedient, use an electric baton Shall I get on my knees and let you put this collar on a chain?"

Those scarlet eyes flashed past the injury in an instant.

Bruce was silent, and turned on the unknown device.

David smiled self-deprecatingly: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you don't care, to you I'm just a tool that can be thrown away at will."

He took out the magic ring and extinguished the burning flame on Superman with no expression on his face.

Raven was right, how could he have hope for Batman?

How could he have hope because of Batman?

In the end, the money I hope to get can only be used in this way.

[David...]

Barbara tried to reassure him by calling his name and told him that was not the case.

[Bruce has his reasons, and you really shouldn't try to kill Superman anyway. ]

David sneered inwardly.

It's as if he wanted to kill Superman for his own sake.

Superman's presence does not pose a threat to him at all.

If he wants to kill Superman for himself, why bother to act out a scene where Superman kills him first?

He just wanted to let Bruce realize that his former best partner had already changed into a different person.

Ollie died today, who knows if Superman will break Batman's neck tomorrow?

Isn't he for him?

David ignored Bruce or the relieved Superman. He picked up Ollie's body on the ground and opened the portal back to the Batcave.

He persuaded himself in his heart that it was unnecessary, he should have known it long ago.

The Bruce Wayne he was thinking about didn't give a damn about him.

It was like eight full years, on the puppeteer's island.

He thinks about Bruce all the time,

But he had already forgotten all about him.

It was as if he had never stayed in this world.

David suddenly felt a little wronged, and the tip of his nose was a little sore.

He felt like he was starting to miss Daybreak Lantern.

The real Bruce never cared about him.

But crying was so embarrassing that he locked himself in the room and decided not to come out again.

Bruce sighed and stopped knocking on the door.

As soon as he turned his head, he met the disapproving eyes of Ye Yi and Damian.

I couldn't help but feel a lump in my heart.

But David couldn't be fooled at all.

David didn't even need to eat, he couldn't even knock on the door and tell him to come out to eat and politely apologize.

The orange gem is Plan B, and if David doesn't obey, he will use this gem to threaten him.

And he also knew that David couldn't say no...just awkward.

But none of this would have happened if David had been more obedient.

He had already told David to be obedient.

Ye Yi looked at him expressionlessly, shook his head, his blue eyes were full of condemnation of Bruce.

Damian compared the size of a dumpling with his hands, silently condemning Bruce for his excess.

Bruce sighed helplessly.

He simply took out the key, opened the door under the stunned eyes of Nightwing and Damian, pushed the door and entered.

Too...

After all, he is the real owner of the Wayne house, and it would be strange if he didn't have the key.

Bruce raised his hand and knocked on the door, which was the last respect for David.

"I'm in."

He searched for David in the room, and as expected, he saw the black group nesting in the corner. : "We need to talk, David."

Hei Tuanzi squatted on the fluffy carpet and was almost submerged in the carpet hair. He was motionless, and he didn't even intend to pay attention to Bruce.

"You can't kill. We've spoken on this subject before, and no matter what he does, you can't. No one has the power to take another's life, neither do you, neither do the Joker, nor do Superman, nor do I .”

Bruce sat down next to the dumpling. He had some scratches on his hand, which he accidentally pressed when he sat down, and he hissed softly.

The black group raised its eyes and glanced at him, then bounced and moved a distance away from Bruce.

"I didn't mean it against you. You know...I love you, but that's not why you can kill Superman. I know you hate him, but what's the difference between you doing it and him, or the Joker?"

"How many people do you tell that you love him or her? Selina? Thalia? Zatanna? Diana? Maybe Superman? Who else?"

The black breath swelled in an instant, and the phrase "I love you" only made David angry, and he grabbed Bruce's neck: "Your love is really cheap, or is it just to achieve your goal , anything can be used?"

"Since you love me, return the gem to me now."

The scarlet eyes gleamed with hatred, staring at Bruce without blinking.

But those cobalt blue eyes still only flashed complicated, Bruce said with difficulty: "No."

David sneered, and threw him out of the room mercilessly: "Then get out."

The door was slammed shut with a loud noise. Bruce thought he would fall hard to the ground, but he didn't expect to bump into a large pitch-black net to buffer his strength.

Bruce stood still on the ground.

But it only exists for a split second before disappearing into thin air, and Bruce doesn't even see what it is.

Only Damian knew what it was.

It's the same net that traps Superman, David's masterpiece.

The smooth days did not last long.

After discovering that the "Super Pill" was stolen, Superman, who had recovered from the sun, went to the Batcave without hesitation.

He knew that there was already a gap between David and Bruce, they had turned against each other, and he didn't need to worry about David's sudden appearance.

So he... wants to kill Batman.

It's all Batman's fault, everything.

He thought for a long time.

It is assumed that none of this would have happened if Batman had killed the Joker earlier.

Nothing happened to Bruce, he was just in prison for a while.He's supposed to be in that place forever, nobody likes Batman, he's so dark, he's the root of all evil in Gotham.

Only myself, I am so tolerant.

He won't care that Batman is in prison, he will let Batman be his daughter's godfather, and take his daughter to visit him in prison from time to time.

And he will tell his daughter about Batman's heroic deeds. Of course, the most prominent one is that Batman killed the Joker.He killed the clown and killed the people, he is a hero.

He will protect Metropolis and Gotham with his daughter and Louise.He will teach his daughter everything, he will no longer be alone, he will no longer be the only Kryptonian in the world.

He will grow old with Louise and watch his daughter grow into a real superhero together.

Everything is so beautiful.

As long as Batman kills the Joker before.

The world will be more peaceful than ever.

It's all Batman's fault.

It was he who killed Louise and his unborn child.

The analysis of the Superpill was only halfway through, and Superman broke into the Batcave abruptly.

He grabbed Batman by the collar and lifted him up.

Bruce wasn't unexpected.

He knew that Superman was no longer the original Superman when he heard David's words to lure Superman.

It's just that Superman came so soon, he thought he should be a little later.

But it's not hard to guess.

After all, Superman can hear that his relationship with David is not very good.

Davide would probably be like Superman, hoping that Batman would die so he could get back what Batman took from him.

Sure enough, Superman smiled sarcastically: "I'm glad I didn't kill that monster. He couldn't possibly love you. He never will. Because you're not worth it."

"You came here to mock me?"

Bruce glanced at the progress bar in the unassuming corner, which was halfway through the analysis, and he knew he had to stall for as long as possible.Until the ingredients of the "Super Pill" are extracted and uploaded. : "Because David hit your pain point?"

"You and I both know that's not true, he's just trying to piss you off. So no, of course you're not here to taunt me or kill me, you're here to let me stop you, Clark, I know you, you're me My friend, you still have humanity. Don't let the clown control you!"

"To shut up!"

Superman's expression became terrifying, and he threw Batman towards the huge coin displayed in the Batcave.

That coin should never have been in the Batcave, it was too dangerous.

Once down, its weight can completely overwhelm several ribs of an adult.

The black breath gathered in the air for no reason, and David blocked Batman's only path expressionlessly and stopped him.

This time the collision was not light.

Even David took a step back before pulling Bruce into his arms.

The scarlet eyes didn't even want to look at Batman, David just looked up and met Superman's gaze.

Superman really wanted to kill, he wanted Batman dead.

Such recognition made David frowned a little unhappily.

He doesn't want to help Batman.

But he didn't even want to see Superman kill him.

David took a step forward, and his high-heeled boots made a crisp sound on the ground.

He stopped in front of Batman without a trace, and raised the corners of his lips towards Superman: "Look who is this? Ah, the invincible Kryptonian, the Kryptonian who has been completely tricked."

The black breath gathered into a huge sickle in his hand, and David taunted unceremoniously: "Come on, see if you can kill me again."

Superman is no match for him at all.

But he couldn't bear such an insult either.

"Kryptonians, who symbolize justice and truth, will never hurt innocent superheroes? Don't forget whose blood you have on your hands, and don't forget who you just wanted to kill."

Superman's breath blew out a gust of wind, and the icy wind rushed towards the two of them, but was split in half by the huge scythe, and was absorbed by the extended black breath.

Impossible to beat him.

Superman suddenly found himself with nothing against him.

Back when David was only using guns and fists, they had to rely on N-metal to trap him.

Now David is stronger, even terrifyingly strong.

Because he is not a human being, he is a monster, he is a demon crawling out of the abyss.

Batman who falls in love with such a monster is naturally not a good person.

Superman only hated himself for not seeing this sooner.

He should have killed Batman earlier, all his misfortunes were caused by Batman.

The hot gaze shot out of his eyes, and it was indeed directed at Bruce behind David.

David's huge bat wings suddenly spread out from behind, blocking the heat line of sight lightly.

The heat vision can only leave a hole in his batwing, a strange smell in his eyes, and white smoke rising.

"It's rubbish, because Batman keeps thinking about how to save you, but you always think about how to kill him. Did your parents just teach you these things? I feel so sorry for them."

A strange feeling rose in his heart.

Hey.

He is jealous of Superman, jealous of what Bruce has done for him, and jealous of Bruce's maintenance of him.

These are all things he can't get.

But he couldn't figure it out.

How can Superman get these without any trouble?Get what he'll never have.

Why can Superman have parents who love him, a perfect childhood, a wife who loves him, even children, and people who favor his companions and love him?

This is all he can't get, he can't get Bruce's attention.

But even so, Superman still wants to kill Batman time and time again.

The long, bony fingers clenched the scythe, and swung it down towards Superman mercilessly.

He doesn't hate Superman, and jealousy isn't why he wants to kill Superman.

He wanted to kill Superman just for Bruce Wayne.

He doesn't want to be here anymore, he wants to leave.

Only before he leaves, he has to kill Superman.

Otherwise, Batman could be killed by him at any time, just like now.

He just needs to find a chance and steal the gem from Batman secretly.

Ye Yi was willing to do him this favor.

The sickle swung down.

Superman can't escape.

The scarlet eyes stared at Superman tightly, and the black breath emerging from the ground had already tightly entangled Superman.If he stabbed down, he would definitely die.

But a hand in a black glove with three fin-like blades gripped his arm.

With little strength, he firmly stopped David from swinging the sickle with his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

This successfully distracted David's attention, Superman seized the opportunity, temporarily burned away the black aura with his heat vision, and fled the battlefield quickly.

"He killed Ollie! And now he wants to kill you! Why have I never seen you so relented to any other crime that has tainted a human life?"

Batman sighed: "You don't understand. You can't kill him, even if someone really has to do it, everyone in the world can kill him, but you can't."

"Why can't I?"

David narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Of course I can. No one in this world is more qualified than me. Why should I listen to you? Just because you treat me like a dog, I really want to Do you wag your tail?"

"You know I've never seen you that way. You've never been a tool, you know I've never loved anyone else. I'm sorry for the past, I want to save you, but I don't know what happened !All I want is you to be good, as long as you put up with it for a while. You can do anything you want, but you can't kill, especially Superman."

"It's not difficult for you. You haven't killed anyone in the past except the puppeteer. You don't need to hold on to Superman. David, be good and let him go."

"What if I say no?"

David waved his hand away mercilessly, turned around and was about to leave.The cowhide boots rattled on the ground, and he felt that he could no longer trust Bruce.

Especially since he loves his nonsense.

"I don't want to do that."

Bruce sighed and pulled out the orange gemstone again.

Cobalt blue eyes looked at David calmly: "Stop, stay in the Batcave, or I will destroy this gem."

David paused in his steps, he turned his head, hatred flashed in his scarlet eyes: "Destroy it, anyway, there is no need to keep it."

He didn't want to save Bruce in the gem anymore, he was as arrogant and ruthless as the Batman in front of him.None of them are daybreakers.

David raised his chin and looked at Bruce with disdain: "Destroy it, anyway, it's your soul inside."

He doesn't understand why Bruce treats him like this for such a superman.

The vision suddenly became blurred, and David quickly raised his hand to wipe away the tears that were too late to fall.

How disappointed and how much grievance must it take to make him cry?

Bruce stared blankly at him biting his lower lip, and brushed the back of his hand quickly over his eyes again, wiping away the unstoppable tears.

Those scarlet eyes were moist, and the eye sockets were flushed, exactly the same as when he was a child.

Bruce's heart suddenly softened.

He knew that David had never changed, no matter how tough he used to disguise himself, he was still that soft and kind boy in his heart.

David turned his head quickly, the black breath gathered in his hand, and opened the portal in front of him.

only...

Bruce sighed and pressed the button on his belt.

The teleportation made of black breath disappeared in an instant, and the tingling sensation from the neck and the sudden severe pain like a landslide and tsunami caused David to fall to the ground in an instant.

He propped himself up on trembling arms in disbelief, and looked back at Bruce.

is N metal.

It's hidden in the collar he wears around his neck.

He thought it was just a locator, but he didn't expect... Batman has more than a plan B.

A small metal needle.

Hidden in a collar made of polymer material.

As long as Batman presses the button lightly, he has no way to resist.

It was the N-metal he feared most, piercing straight into his body.

On the most vulnerable part of his body, there were hideous scars, which were stitched up but never healed.

Everything is far away from him.

It's the feeling of dying.

He desperately opened his eyes wide, but he could only vaguely see a black figure approaching him and squatting down in front of him.

Gently wiped something off his face.

It hurts so much.

It was as if he was tied up on the puppeteer's operating table, without anesthesia, and his spine was dug out one by one.

He thought it would never hurt again.

He wanted to cry so much.

But he wasn't even brewing,

The salt water ran out of his eye sockets without disappointment.

He seemed to have nothing left, so he would cry again.

When I woke up again.

Just like when he just woke up in this world.

He blinked vigorously, but his eyelids were terrifyingly heavy.

Limbs were stiff and unable to move.

Only the lips have a little warmth.

He must be dead, right?

Then it was refreshed by those brats and sent back to this world.

It would be better to be dead than that.

He doesn't want to be here.

He can't give Batman happiness, he can't.

In front of him was still a black figure.

It's just that he patted David's cheek: "David? Can you hear me?"

It was Nightwing's voice, not Batman's.

David struggled to open his eyes.

It seemed that there were not only Yeyi standing in front of him, but also Raven.

Raven covered his lips with his hands, with tears in his eyes: "What did he do to you?!"

She took a step forward and hugged David's waist: "How dare he? He almost killed you! The damage caused by the puppeteer to you cannot be healed at all. It all depends on the body of the demon, all on magic and Your will supports you so that you will not die. The direct penetration of N metal into the body will make the magic impossible to maintain, how dare he?"

David smiled reluctantly, and he comforted: "I'm fine, little crow, don't worry about me."

It's just that his voice is hoarse and ugly, and it doesn't sound like he's okay at all.

Raven raised his hand, caressing the hideous black line on his neck distressedly.There was a small wound on his neck that couldn't heal, and bright red blood was flowing out continuously.

Ye Yi frowned, and wiped it with an alcohol cotton pad: "Fortunately, you have put out the flame with a gun before, otherwise if the magma flowed out, there would be no way to treat the wound."

He sighed: "It's really Bruce's fault, I didn't expect..."

"Dick, please. Let us go, Davyd is too weak. He's going to take a long time to heal and he won't do anything, I promise you. He can't stay here anymore, Batman is going to kill him one day."

Raven couldn't hold back her tears, she begged Dick.

Besides Batman, only Dick and Alfred could undo the damn N-metal chains that bound David's hands and feet.

"I can not."

Nightwing shook his head, sympathizing with Davide.But that doesn't mean he will betray Batman.

He looked up at David with a complicated expression.

The high-spirited young man who discussed with him a few days ago, which is more practical, a gun or a stick, is no longer there.

It's like he's living like a dog.

How old is he older than himself?

two years old?Still three years old?

Like David, he doesn't understand why Bruce treats him like this.

He is obviously just a teenager like Damian, whose rebellious period is a bit too long.

He is not much special than others.

He is as duplicitous as most of the Bat family.

He also likes to ambush on Alfred's only way, sneaking some food from the tray.

He would also obediently bow his head and stand in the corner when being reprimanded by Alfred.

He is also full of curiosity about the various weapons in the Batcave like a child of this age.

He also likes to sneak around in his cool Batmobile without Batman in his sights.

He also nastyly grabs some snacks from Damian.

Every time he patrolled the night with them, he would push the two of them back without a trace.

Obviously just a guy not much older than him.

But early on, he had already assumed what he shouldn't have to bear.

He knows that David's heart is not strong, but he only shows his strength and carelessness.

Just like now.

He would gently reassure them that things weren't that bad, that he was fine, crack a joke or two, and act like nothing bad happened.

Nothing happened.

There is no need to care about him.

Ye Yi felt his heart beating non-stop.

In the next second, he will soften his heart and let them go.

But he can't.

Bruce needs him.

He could only pick up the gauze and carefully bandaged David's wound.It's all he can do.

The door of the "cell" was knocked softly suddenly, and Batman stood there at some point.

Behind him was Constantine in a long camel trench coat.

This hell detective.

Neither Raven nor David knew why Bruce was here with Constantine.

But Raven raised his hand and stood in front of Fred.

Black crows formed behind her, and she watched Batman's every move.

Now Batman to her is just the enemy who almost killed David.

Batman stood in front of her, looking at her with cobalt blue eyes without blinking: "I just want to give this to him."

He pulled out the orange gemstone.

The gems emit a magnificent halo under the sunlight, casting a special color on the black carbon fiber gloves.

The gem that imprisoned Bruce's soul.

David raised his eyes and comforted softly: "It's okay, little crow. He won't kill me, after all, he is the Batman who never kills."

It was a joke, but no one laughed.

"If...you dare to do anything, I will kill you without hesitation."

Raven looked up at Bruce, gnashing his teeth threateningly.

She moved away reluctantly.

David's scarlet eyes stared at him.

He didn't know how he should feel about Batman.

He is really tired.

He thought it through.

He wanted Batman to simply kill him.

Bruce put his hand up and cupped David's cheek.

The cobalt blue eyes were also full of complexity. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of David's eyes, and sighed like a whisper: "This is the last time, and it will never happen again."

This seems to be an unusually solemn promise.

The sunlight poured down on his side face, as if casting a holy halo on him.

David looked at him calmly: "No more?"

"Never again..."

Bruce's thin lips moved close to David's ear, his voice was low and hoarse, but he couldn't hide the heavy fatigue in it.

"Never make you cry again."

The cobalt blue eyes were half covered, and the slender eyelashes trembled like butterflies.

Even though he couldn't see his face, everyone knew that under the mask was the unbelievably handsome face of Gotham baby Bruce Wayne.

But David looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "I don't understand."

"Thanks to Superman, everyone knows your true identity, so why do you still wear this mask?"

"It's like..." A cruel smile spread from the corner of his lips: "I already know how ruthless you are, so why put on such a warm face, aren't you disgusting? Are you not tired?"

"Say love to a tool, why bother? Anyway, it's just to use, you just tell me, give me some money, anyway, you don't have much, do you?"

Batman took a deep breath, his expression didn't change at all, he had expected this result a long time ago.

"The whole of Wayne Enterprises is yours if you want it."

David still had a smile on his lips.

He didn't want to pay any attention to Bruce's speech at all, but just looked at him mockingly: "Give it back to me, didn't you mean to give me back the gem?"

Bruce was silent for a moment:

"I will return him to you, as long as you sign a contract with Constantine."

He raised his hand, fingers on the chain.The fingerprint authentication was quickly passed, and the chains binding David's wrist were released.

David didn't care, he just raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and rubbed his wrist: "What contract?"

"A contract that guarantees you won't kill Superman."

Batman replied.

Constantine, who was leaning in front of the door, came over after hearing this sentence, his eyes kept scanning between David and Batman, and seemed to be very interested in the two of them.

"What would it cost me if I killed Superman?"

Since it is guaranteed that he will not kill Superman, it must be a very heavy contract.

He wants to see, besides the soul gem, what else can Bruce bring out to threaten him.

"I will die."

Ye Yi, who stood in front of the door and pretended he didn't exist, widened his eyes in disbelief: "What did you say?"

He looks at Bruce like he's looking at a real madman.

It's just that Bruce's face is calm, as if he just said to Alfred that the cookie basket is gone.

"Ah, martyrdom."

David shrugged, looking like he didn't care about his life at all.

He acted like he wished Bruce would die sooner rather than later.

It's just that no one knows.

He no longer had the throbbing pain in his chest, and the nausea made him feel sick and about to vomit.

Again.

Just like when Daybreak Lantern died.

But he raised his chin proudly and took the contract from Constantine.

Almost instantly, David froze in place.

He is a devil after all.

Even if Bruce couldn't understand Constantine's contract, it didn't mean he couldn't understand it.

Obviously, this cunning guy has fooled the world's number one detective, Batman.

The content of the contract is indeed a constraint on him not being able to kill Superman, but the content of the breach of contract is not that Bruce will die in situ as Batman imagined.

David couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips.

Constantine gave his soul to Sannomiya, but only after his death.His soul will be tortured in Sannomiya for 100 years.

But now Constantine has switched