[Comprehensive British and American] Backbones League

Before entering Arkham, Salas sent his other body to the Lazarus Pool.

Sure enough, when I met Lei Xiao Aogu, it was as if I knew he would come back.

Lei Xiaoaogu was waiting for him, as if he didn't remember everything that happened before.

Salas looked at him: "I'm here to find a final answer."

"You know what the answer is, but you don't want to accept it." Lei Xiaoaogu said.

"No." Salas decisively denied, "I accept that I am inherently evil, and I also accept that no matter what the situation is, I must be evil."

"Even if this evil is possible to be eliminated?" Lei Xiaoaogu said with a smile, "absolute goodness and absolute evil are two concepts, you will become like this because of yourself, or another world yourself."

Lei Xiaoaogu raised his hand, and the corpse of the baby that Salas had seen before slowly floated up from the bottom of the pool.

Only this time, there was no cup contaminated by black mud in the baby's arms.

"Touch him, do you dare?"

Salas stared at the baby's body without moving.

"You know what he is, and you know that he is yourself, so you dare not." Lei Xiao Aogu said with a smile.

"I really don't dare." Salas nodded and said honestly, "But I know I have to."

Salas didn't continue to hesitate. He took a step and walked to the side of the Lazarus pool.

Then squat down and reach out your hand.

The corpse soaked in the pool seemed to know that Salas was coming, the pool water slowly pushed the corpse to move, and it stopped at Salas's hand.

Yes, the pool of Lazarus, he waited for Salas, was close to Salas, as close to itself.

Salas touched the baby's body floating on the water, and a dazzling light flashed on the baby's body for a moment.

In the light, the baby began to slowly melt, as if being absorbed, and gradually merged into the cup held in his arms.

The black mud on the cup seemed to be alive, wriggling and slowly covering the entire cup.

In the end there was only one cup left.

The cup crashed into the palm of Salas, and even another cup in Salas' body also had a violent reaction.

At this moment, a strong idea appeared in Salas's mind - please save the world.

Someone grabbed his shoulders and stood behind him.

Salas didn't turn his head. He knew very well that he couldn't see anything when he turned his head.

"I'm sorry," the man said. "Sarath Wayne, I'm really sorry."

Salas thought to himself that he did have to feel sorry.

He was familiar with this voice, so familiar that he could clearly know who it was just by hearing it.

So he didn't even need to question, he understood what happened in an instant.

"I never thought of hurting you or myself. After all, you are me, and I am you." Hearing such horrifying news, Salas was not surprised at all, as if he had guessed it a long time ago. Calmly accept the fact that this person is him—or, in other words, it is him in the parallel world that he has long thought of.

"I made a wish, and no one thought that the price I paid for that wish would be myself. My dear brother, my dear half body, my dear self..." Salas listened calmly, but his palm subconsciously Hold tight, "We are the price of this world."

"Barbatos came into the world with a virus called darkness, and the Dionysus factor was the medium through which he transmitted the virus to the world." The man said, "The clown is dead, and Batman has become a madman, calling himself the Bat of Laughing, Ro Bin got the virus and turned into a Robin dog, the whole world was turned into ruins by the darkness, the Laughing Bat left the world, and everyone else died, except me... because my body stored The Holy Grail of hope."

"Don't think I'm lying, that's not a parallel universe, that's the future, Salas, that's the future. I stand on the ruins and make a wish to the world, please restore my world, please make my world return to normal, Please make my world not be like that anymore, and then..." The voice paused, "...I went back to the past."

"Salas, do you know what the Dionysian factor in Lazarus' pool is? Life and evil are closely linked, and eternal life is tantamount to madness. People pray that they will not be harmed, that they can grow Living for a long time, the concentration of greed and the so-called evil became the inspiration for Barbatos to create the Dionysus factor. There is only one way to solve all this, Salas... that is to bear the evil." Sa Lars twitched the corner of his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know what it was like, "The Holy Grail obeyed my wish and gave me the simplest solution...Become a container of evil, see, Salas, I know You will never get better, because the evil in the world cannot be eliminated, and we are destined to suffer the greatest evil in the world. However, even so, this evil will still overflow from the full cup, so we can only Constantly, constantly absorbing more evil."

"I'm sorry Salas, we can never get better, because this is our own choice from the beginning."

Salas closed his eyes, the voice gradually disappeared in his ears, and even the Holy Grail entered his body.

This time he saw it, he saw the holy grail covered in black mud hidden deep in his body, and he also saw the black mud rolling inside his body, like dirty vomit.

This is something that everyone in the world spits out and doesn't want. No matter how hard Salas tries to absorb it, this black mud will never decrease.

for what?For this world that can never get better?Then turn yourself into a lunatic who is rejected and abandoned by others?

does it worth?

Salas didn't understand.

He doesn't understand why the whole Gotham is a pile of shit, but Batman, his dear, is still working hard to save Gotham?

He doesn't understand why the world has become so rotten, and superheroes still have to fight and protect the world?

He didn't understand even more, since this evil can never be satisfied, why should he bear this evil?

I lost my family, I lost my father.

Whether the world is destroyed or not has nothing to do with him?He is already a full cup, and he cannot hold more.

Why did he pay so much for this world?

Salas closed his eyes gently, he was different from that "he", that person had goodness, while Salas only had evil left.

"I don't want to save this world, I just want to live well." Salas murmured, "I will return the evil to this world, and when the world bears all this, I will be clean, yes, everything should be Such."

He turned his head to look at Lei Xiao Aogu.

Lei Xiaoaogu said: "You came here and made a deal with me. The content of the deal is that I will soak you in the pool of Lazarus, and he will give me the purest Dionysus factor, the real The water of eternal life, I promised, but he broke his promise, and he died in the pool of Lazarus, along with his cup. So I have to get it back, Salas, I have to get back the water of eternal life that was rightfully mine water."

See, this is human nature, greedy and crazy.

Greed creates the Dionysian factor, and the Dionysian factor destroys everything.

"No, I don't think you need to look for it specifically." Salas said with a smile, "Soon, the Dionysian factor will be sprinkled all over the world."

At that time, the evil that Barbatos wishes will spread throughout the world.

"What are you talking about?" Peter asked suspiciously, not understanding what Salas said.

He couldn't understand why Salas' goodness returned when evil spread throughout the world.

Salas held up a finger and pressed it to his lips.

"Hush—" he said to Peter with a low laugh, "it's a secret."

However, Peter was able to detect a lot of something wrong from his expression.

Blinking his eyes, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Salas' hand.

"Saras..."

"Peter, I really don't want to be like this." Salas said.

It's not the choice he makes, it's "he", the choice he makes.

What qualifications does he have to make a choice for Salas and make Salas a container of evil?

Because of Barbasto?Who cares about Barbasto?

Why did Salas worry about the destruction of the world for others?

"I really, really, really wanted to get better," Salas said.

In fact, he has always been persistent in wanting to be better, and he also wants to be a person standing in the sun.

Wanted to stand with his father, with his brother, with his Peter.

"I know you say you want to be with me, but every time you silently hope that I will get better." Salas said with a smile.

I never... Peter paused for a second, did he really not?No, he has, he has all the hopes of a normal person, he wants Salas to be better.

But, that's different.

"No, Salas." Peter said decisively, "I hope you become better, but I never force you to be better."

Yes, he wanted Salas to be better, but he never compelled to want Salas to be better.

He wanted Salas to get better, but he never accepted that Salas would never get better.

"I've always been able to accept you in any way." Peter said firmly.

"Really?" Salas smiled, but his expression was full of disbelief.

Paranoid and pessimistic, Peter's villains can never really believe.

Peter had felt this in Salas countless times, but never once had he felt so desperate.

He felt that his villain was going down a wrong path, and that wrong path was terrifying and dangerous, both for the world and for Salas himself.

But his villain thinks that's the right way, that's...his spider thread.

He thought he had caught the thread leading to heaven, and he didn't care whether it was an angel or a devil who lowered the thread.

"Don't you want me, Salas?" Peter said suddenly, "You don't want me as your spider thread?"

Salas suddenly stopped, he looked at Peter for a moment and didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he said: "I never..."

"You think you're on the right path, Salas." Peter's eyes suddenly lit up, "You think you've caught the thread that can really hold you back."

He looked at Salas angrily: "You think you are right, you think I can't hold you back, so you found a way that you think is more reliable."

"No." Salas replied instinctively, "I just..." I just want to walk in the sun with you openly, I just... I don't want to be a lunatic who needs to be restrained anytime and anywhere.

Restraining a lunatic is too tiring, Peter, how many times can you bear my questioning?How many times can you bear my crimes?Can you bear this despair that will never see an end?

You don't know, you think you can take it on yourself, you think you can guide me, but I will only get worse, not better.

How long you can hold?Paying for me endlessly like this?

I don't want to doubt it, but I can't help doubting it, it's in my nature, it's my predestined unfair nature.

Salas wanted to say this, but in the end all the words were swallowed by him, and only became one sentence: "I want to try."

I want to try to get better.

I want to try what it's like to be a good person.

I want to try to stand under the sun and live without being influenced by dark thoughts.

I want to... try what it's like to trust you with all your heart.