I'm the villain in Gotham

The Batmobile races through the streets of Gotham.

After killing Silence, Deathstroke glanced at Erberist on the roof, didn't stay long, and left quickly with the assassins of the League of Assassins.

He is still afraid of Erberist's strength. Batman speculates that although Silence handed over the bullet capable of restraining Erberister to the League of Assassins, he did not mention its specific effect. Otherwise, in the style of the League of Assassins, Deathstroke At this time, it is time to lead people and engage them in fire.

Batman knows very well that Erberist's strength has dropped significantly after losing his magic, and he can easily subdue him.Like the Krypton boy scout in Metropolis, he relies too much on his special abilities, and his fighting skills are so weak that he is almost vulnerable.Because of this, Batman is the first to express his appreciation for his quiet and cautious style.

They came to Silent's body, and Batman slowly knelt down, the rain fell on Silent's back, and slid down.

He confirmed the fact of Silence's death, stood up from the ground, and nodded to Eberrist.Erberist understood, and a black flame rose from under Mo Mo's body. The special fireworks summoned by magic were not afraid of rain, and quickly burned Mo Mo's body to the ground.

So far, this distorted soul who returned for revenge has completely disappeared from the world.

They didn't choose to bring Silence's body back to his parents, Batman figured he didn't deserve it at all, his parents probably didn't want to be buried with a son like that, and Silence himself probably didn't care.

Batman drove the car, thinking in silence, in fact, when the death knell pointed to the silence for a few seconds, Erberist was fully capable of saving him, but obviously he was unwilling to do so.Unlike Batman's laws, Erberist's is more direct and violent.In his heart, a silent death can draw the best end to this matter.

Batman let out a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that there was a reason why Erberist was unwilling to tell him that he was Lotkea, and he knew that Batman could not agree with him.Maybe he himself thinks that such an idea cannot be accepted, so he shaped himself into a negative and malicious image, and only then did the night crow...

Batman's scattered thoughts were shattered by the movement beside him.

Given Urberister's condition, Batman didn't want him to use too much magic, so they chose to drive back.Erberist was sitting on the co-pilot, with his back straight and his head slightly tilted out of the window. At first glance, everything seemed normal, but the heavy breathing that became more and more heavy after trying to suppress it still reached Batman's ears one by one.

Batman frowned immediately: "Are you okay?"

"Nothing," said Erberist.

His voice didn't sound abnormal, but Batman was already very aware of his characteristics of being brave. He turned the steering wheel sharply, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the Batmobile into a remote and uninhabited dark alley, and stopped steadily. down.

He set the car windows to one-way reflective mode, blocking the view from the outside, and then reached for the mask on Erberist's face.Erberist resisted and tilted his head back, but his movements were not large, and he didn't even dodge.Seeing this, Batman frowned even tighter.

The mask on Eberrist's face is the same as the cloak of Night Raven, both of which have the effect of fitting his own magical position, and it is difficult to remove except for Eberister himself, but these are irrelevant in front of the master who signed the unequal contract use.Batman's fingers lightly exerted force, and Erberist's handsome face was suddenly revealed. At the moment, his face was pale, and his golden pupils were slightly out of focus.

It had been a day since the tentacles were suppressed back into the body last time, and they couldn't help but pop out again, eager to get negative emotions as their nourishment.

Batman guessed what happened almost without thinking: "It's again—" He thought of the chief culprits in Erberist's body that induced his hallucinations and caused him pain. It's hard to describe the mood at this moment, his lips Slightly sipping: "...I'm going out."

The moment his hand was on the car door, Erberist grabbed his wrist.

Last time Batman relied on his own perseverance to break through the illusion created by the tentacles, and chopped them up and fled in all directions. Now that he is present, the tentacles dare not jump out to make trouble, but can only make waves in the body, so Ebe Rist also retains some sanity.

He was a little afraid of what Batman would encounter if he stayed outside alone, so he hurriedly said: "No, don't go out, I—" He lowered his head, because the tips of his ears were slightly red because of what he was going to say next: "Can you No, stay with me."

In order to let Batman stay, Erberist lowered his voice, his soft hair fell down, revealing a slender and white neck.He felt a little ashamed because of this rare initiative to show weakness, and even his cheeks seemed to be slightly red.

Batman hesitated at the thought of Lotkea's shivering from his approach, "But you—"

"No, they're afraid of you now," Óberister gasped, speaking truthfully, "You're here, they...don't dare to come out."

Batman hesitated for a moment, then took Erberist's hand instead, carefully observing his expression, it seemed that he really stretched a little.He stretched out his firm arms, wrapped around Öberister's waist, and brought him into his arms, breathing lowly into Öberister's ear: "So?"

"Yeah." Erberist closed his eyes, illusion and reality appeared alternately in his ears, he couldn't hear Batman's voice clearly, and nodded indiscriminately.It was inevitable that he discovered the real situation, and said, "Come... a little closer."

Batman hugged him tightly.

Because of his years of exercise, his muscles are tight and clear, and he looks one size bigger than Erberister. Now when he hugs him in his arms, he almost completely envelops him.Their chests were touching their chests, and the body temperature was transmitted together with the beating hearts. Batman felt these, and felt his heart beating faster and faster.

He hugged Eberrist, was silent for a while, and asked, "What did you see?"

"What... what?"

Batman repeated it patiently: "I ask, what did you see in the hallucination?" He noticed that Erberist seemed to have fallen into a semi-chaotic state. At this time, he couldn't think too much, he could only Answer his questions passively and truthfully.

And Erberist did exactly what he thought: "You...it's you, Bruce, Batman, master..." His voice was vague, like a sobbing sigh:

"...There will be no one else."