I'm the villain in Gotham

Rain fell on the ground.

The sky was gloomy, dark shadows shrouded everyone's faces, and the humid air was filled with an unclean, thick smell of blood.

Batman's black uniform perfectly concealed the glaring red, and the blood dripped down his thick cloak to the ground, and was diluted and washed away by the continuous rainwater.

Erberist hugged Batman's body, the part of his chin that was not covered by the mask was pale and bloodless, but his golden vertical pupils were throbbing violently, like a violently throbbing flame in this gloomy scene, Cold, but with the desire to burn everything.

In Wayne Manor, Alfred brings tea to Superman and Wonder Woman.

"...I'm sorry to tell you this." Superman's handsome face was full of grief after losing his friend. He looked at Alfred and asked with some concern: "Ah Fu, are you okay?"

"...I'm 'okay'?"

Alfred fell into a long silence.

"No, sir, I'm not well."

"My child is dead."

Then they all fell silent.

Urberister placed Batman's body in the Batcave under the manor.Nightwing and Red Robin have already rushed back, and members of the Red Hood and the Justice League who know Batman's identity are also gathering here one after another.He didn't go up to accept everyone's condolences, nor did he go to comfort Bruce's housekeeper and several sons, he didn't deserve to do this.

Erberister looked at Bruce's face quietly for a while, then turned and walked out of the Batcave.

"Wait, damn it, where are you going?" Damian's exasperated, angry voice sounded behind him: "You killed him, and now where do you want to go? You monster without emotion, you Why didn't you go with him!"

Erberister didn't respond, didn't even pause, and simply disappeared into thin air.

……

"...so why did you come to me?" Doctor Strange looked at him, the cloak behind him was bulging, as if he wanted to come over to say hello, but because the atmosphere was not suitable, he twisted himself into a Tangled twist.Doctor Strange lowered his head and patted his cloak flat: "As far as I know, his death has nothing to do with you. Your contract should be terminated at the moment of his death. Now you are free."

Erberist had already taken off his mask, his handsome jaw was clenched, and he bore an uncanny resemblance to that dark knight.He didn't answer, but directly explained his purpose: "I want to borrow your Eye of Agamotto."

Doctor Strange was stunned for a moment by his boldness: "Are you serious?" He frowned, sized up the other party for a while, but didn't refuse immediately, and said slowly: "You should know, as its guardian, I'm not giving it to anyone."

Erberister's voice was low and hoarse: "...you will agree."

Doctor Strange agreed.Erberist made an offer he couldn't refuse.

What is the most important thing for a supreme mage who protects the earth?

Forever is the future of the earth.

"As I said just now," Doctor Strange slightly touched each other with trembling fingertips, cautiously looking for suitable words: "In the not-too-distant future, there will be a disaster from the universe. The impact of this catastrophe on humanity, and the universe as a whole, is very, very... bad."

"I need you to protect those who will fight before this happens."

Erberist said: "What do I not need to do when the crisis comes?"

Doctor Strange smiled, and the slightly dim light source in the sanctuary reflected on his face, which made his smile look very mysterious."You'll figure it out," he said.

"I promise you." Erberister didn't ask too much, things on the magic side always seemed mysterious, especially when it was related to time.Even he could not fully understand the influence of the rule of time in magic.

Doctor Strange made a gesture with his hands in front of his chest, and the Eye of Agamotto shone with a mysterious green light, which floated into Erberist's palm as Doctor Strange stretched out his hand.

"Thank you, Doctor." Erberist gave Doctor Strange a serious look, turned around and prepared to leave.

"You should know," Doctor Strange's voice sounded behind him, in a slow tone: "No matter how sophisticated your magical attainments are, traveling through time will never be as simple as you say - time itself is full of uncertainties. "

Do you understand the harm you will suffer and the danger you are about to face?

Erberist stopped in his tracks. He turned his head slightly, and the smile on his lips flickered: "Of course, doctor."

Then he stepped out of the gate of the sanctuary, and his figure disappeared outside the door.

Wang walked down the stairs, stood beside Doctor Strange, and looked at him in surprise: "Is that why you gave him the Eye of Agamotto?"

"Hmm." Doctor Strange snorted inexplicably, "He will be the best solution."

"Well, you are the supreme mage, you have the final say." Wang glared at him: "Since there will soon be a big purple man on top of our heads who will come to snatch the six gems, at this time, put the Eye of Agamotto Handing it over is indeed a good choice, isn't it?"

Doctor Strange ignored his sarcasm, he shrugged his shoulders, and the mysterious navy blue mage robe on his body suddenly changed into the clothes of modern people: "I guess this timeline will disappear soon, before that, should we hurry up?" Time for a tuna sandwich? My treat."

Wang was dumbfounded: "You just treat me to a sandwich before the world is destroyed?!"

"It's just going back in time, Wang." Doctor Strange said as he walked out, "As for why there are only sandwiches... Please, do you have extra money?"

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Erberist didn't go back to the Batcave. He didn't want to face any questioning and accusations, which would make him feel even more guilty and remorseful.Although his reason told him very clearly that what Doctor Strange said was very correct, Batman's death had nothing to do with him at all. This superhero who has always been keen and suspicious has not fully trusted him, and of course he will not tell him. The objective and location of this mission.

But Erberist just couldn't forgive himself.

If he wanted to, he had hundreds of ways to quietly participate in Batman's actions. Even the Dark Knight, who had been in Gotham for many years, couldn't find him in a short time-who said that Batman is not good at magic?

But he didn't.He'd worn out his patience with Batman's suspicions over and over again.He admits that their meeting wasn't great at first, or rather badly, but afterward Erberist's behavior has been remarkably docile.He took the initiative to expose his weakness, gave him things that could hurt him, or even kill him, and verified the authenticity of his words in a small experiment.Batman ordered him not to kill, so he restrained his desire, restrained his sharp minions, and pretended to be harmless.

But even then, damn it, Batman still can't trust him!

Sometimes Erberist finds it unbelievable, how can there be such suspicious people in the world?Did he know that it was a dragon that bowed to him and even allowed him to ride on his back?

Doesn't Batman understand what a dragon has shown such an attitude to him?

As a dragon born in the ancient dark abyss, but still young and vigorous, Urberister is almost mad at what Batman has done.

He means that he has indeed been born for many years, but he has been sleeping most of the time.The innate talent of the Dragon Clan allows him to know most of the knowledge without studying, but this does not mean that he has enough experience to understand and digest it all.

At least he couldn't understand why Batman had been treating him so badly.

So after Batman rejected Erberist's request to follow him again, Erberist thought to himself: "What the hell, since he doesn't trust me, why should I rush to follow him?"

He chose to stay in the manor, staring at Damian who was also left behind.

Erberist sat bored on the steps at the gate of the manor, propped his chin up and watched Damian destroy the well-trimmed shrubs in the garden with a knife.

Ah Fu would collapse seeing this scene, he thought, after all, he was the one who took care of all the big and small things in Wayne Manor, and the garden was no exception.He sat there and watched for a while, and when Damian was not paying attention, he slightly hooked his index finger, and those poor shrubs that were only half left suddenly grew wildly, and soon miraculously grew back to their original shape .

"Thank you very much, Mr. Lotkea." The old butler appeared behind him at some point: "If I'm alone, the cleaning and restoration work will be too troublesome."

Erberist was not yet familiar with the human name Batman gave himself, so he responded after a while: "Oh...it's nothing, I mean, it's very simple for me."

Alfred smiled slightly, and his voice became softer: "Please don't shirk, your help is very necessary to me."

"You don't have to be so polite to me, Afu." Eberister stood up: "In terms of you humans, you and I are both Bruce's servants, and our relationship is equal." The position in the heart is much more important than him, he added in his heart, and became distressed by this fact.

Of course he knew that for human beings, time and companionship were an important way for them to deepen their relationship. The old butler stayed by Bruce's side almost as long as Bruce's age, and the relationship between them was self-evident.Urberist was just annoyed with Bruce's treatment of him, and it was a serious blow to his ego.

He was sure that he didn't show this, but Alfred turned to Damian, who was still working as a crazy lumberjack, as if he saw something, and smiled meaningfully: "The boy from the Wayne family Very personal, right?"

Erberist thought about the four Robins including Damian, and Bruce himself, and nodded: "Yes."

"Master Bruce has shown amazing curiosity since he was a child, or in other words, paranoia." He looked at Erberist's slightly surprised eyes and smiled: "I'm not exaggerating, he just has a serious Hypochondria, and it's still there, I think he passed it on to his kids too, otherwise it doesn't explain their reputation in those 'cliques'."

Erberister rubbed his fingers uncomfortably, thinking that Ah Fu was seriously suspicious, but he didn't exaggerate, he just didn't expect Ah Fu to actually say it.

...Sure enough, Alfred also complained a lot about this!

"So you know, Lotkea," Alfred blinked at him, "it's impossible for him to accept someone in a short period of time. He needs some time to adjust his mentality."

And what he lacks most is time.

Erberist was comforted and said sincerely, "Thank you, Alfred."

Memories come to an abrupt end here.

Erberist closed his eyes, the corners of Agamotto's eye hurt his palm, he calmed down, and recited the dragon language magic.

The magic circle under the feet gradually shone with the dragon's voice notes, and the Eye of Agamotto in his hand shattered, turning into a green liquid, dripping on the magic circle drawn by the dragon's blood, and gradually blending with those lines , emitting an intense, non-negligible green light.

He took one last look in the direction of Gotham, and said silently in his heart:

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Bruce.

The last dragon voice note was spit out from his mouth, and the world seemed to be suddenly pressed the still button.The rustling leaves stopped shaking, the river stopped rushing, and the flames were like painted sculptures.

Then everything reversed rapidly, as if an invisible hand turned the clock counterclockwise.The sun and the moon rise and set quickly, the trees degenerate into saplings, the tall buildings in the distance become lower, and the river bed rises and falls like it has experienced many seasons.

After a series of noisy and dense noises, Erberister felt that he had pierced through a thick, sticky, hard and sharp wall, and his feet stood on the hard ground again.

Reversing time and space made him spend too much magic power to protect himself from being assimilated by time, and crossing the barriers of time and space to face the turbulent flow of time made his hard skin unable to withstand many scars.He could hardly maintain his human form, his nails became black and sharp, and then shortened back to normal blunt, the horns on his forehead that were about to burst out were suppressed under the skin, the golden light in his eyes shone and receded, Finally settled in a light ice blue.

Using the last bit of magic to maintain his image, Erberist staggered and supported the wall next to him, gritting his teeth to keep himself from groaning.

He must look very ugly now, with black hair sticking to his cheeks in a mess, and cold sweat on his forehead, and Erberist can even feel the sticky blood dripping from his hanging fingertips to the ground, bleeding too much It made his eyes go black for a while.

He gasped for breath a few times, trying to wake himself up.The familiar and strange feeling around him convinced him that he was in Gotham, this city sunk in the dark swamp, this beautiful woman in black with scars and dust all over her body.

The incomplete contract pattern on his chest still has the breath of the dark knight, and the magic circle that reverses time and space is activated based on this connection. The place where he landed must not be far from Bruce.

And Erberist never wanted him to appear before his master in this image.

But the fact is that he is now completely weak, his legs are as heavy as lead, and it is very difficult to even move.His lungs seemed to be covered with broken porcelain, and he felt pain every time he exhaled.

Erberist swore he had never been so badly wounded since he was born.

And his sense of weakness continued to grow.

Just when he felt that he was getting worse, the shadows of two people suddenly appeared in front of his blurred eyes, and then he heard a woman's scream: "God, Thomas, look——"

Someone found him, and it was too bad in Gotham.

Erberist thought so, and then he fell into darkness.

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