I'm the villain in Gotham

Erberist cut off half of 682's tail, it didn't grow back, nor did it generate a new defensive carapace.

The huge body of the Immortal Lizard rolled on the ground, and finally let out a hissing sound: "Why..."

It doesn't understand that from just a certain moment, Oberist's offensive methods have changed.His power is mixed with a strong corrosiveness, which is similar to the strong acid used by the SCP Foundation to deal with and limit it, but obviously more violent.Its self-healing property has not changed, but the power of Eberist limits its function and makes it almost impossible to communicate with the outside world, and of course it cannot absorb energy for self-healing and evolution.

After discovering that Erberist had seized his own fate, 682 began to retreat.

And Erberist was aware of its thoughts at the first time.

"Want to run?" He grinned, showing his cold canine teeth, and then suddenly appeared in front of the Undead Lizard, pinched one of its front feet with one hand, and with forceful knuckles, tore half of the leg off: "Wow Oh, I'm sorry, it looks like you can't run away."

With a roar, the Immortal Lizard swung half of its tail at Eberister vigorously, and a hurricane suddenly set off in the open space.

Erberister disappeared when his tail was about to touch his body, and the next moment he appeared above the Undead Lizard, raising one hand——

Black mist hovered around his body, condensing into a black long sword several meters long.The golden eyes were extremely bright in the darkness, looking down at 682 who was already in a mess.

Such a long fight and the perils Bruce encountered exhausted his patience.

The raised hand falls.

Long swords fell like lightning, nailing 682 to the ground like spikes. 682 roared in pain, desperately struggling to break free.

The flesh and blood were torn, and the viscous liquid was covered with dust and rolled into dirt. The Immortal Lizard didn't care about it, and only wanted to break free quickly.It is very clear that this will be the last blow of Eberrist before all his strength is exhausted——

As long as it can dodge this attack, Urberister will be nothing to fear.

Yes, it couldn't kill him, but he couldn't even try to defend the city.

But Erberist isn't going to give it another chance.

While the Immortal Lizard was still immobilized by the long sword formed by his original darkness, Eberrist landed in front of the Immortal Lizard, stretched out an arm, and spread his slender fingers.

Dragon characters spit out from his mouth one by one.

At the same time, an ancient black magic symbol appeared under the bodies of Eberister and the Immortal Lizard.Light radiated from the sigil beneath his body, illuminating Erberister's face.

In an instant, all the long swords nailed to the Immortal Lizard turned into a mass of liquid to envelop it. The darkness was so thick that it was highly corrosive to the Immortal Lizard. It struggled to escape, but Has been to no avail.

The hard and thick skin was dripping with blood in an instant, the flesh and blood fell off, and the joints were worn away.While struggling, 682 seemed to suddenly understand something: "I see, you are, you are—"

Its vocal cords began to rot, and it mocked in a hoarse voice: "Stupid! Do you think humans will accept you? Just as I am feared by them, you also-"

Its vocal cords were completely corroded.

Erberister's expression was unusually calm, and the dragon language characters in his mouth did not stop for a moment.

He remembered that the Immortal Lizard could still regenerate a complete body when only [-]% of its body remained, so he was not careless at all.He patiently corroded all the limbs torn off by him and the blood spilled everywhere with the original darkness, leaving no debris.

After doing all this, he was the only one left in the huge area except for the ruins that were almost invisible.

In order to prevent 682 from having a chance to regenerate, the original power was almost emptied by Erberist himself, and he felt a kind of exhaustion and emptiness from the inside out.

But unfortunately, now is not the time for him to rest.

When Gordon wanted to come over and say a few words, Erberist suddenly disappeared from the spot.

……

Blood slowly soaked Lotkea's clothes.

There was fear and panic in Bruce's voice, and his pupils constricted: "Lotter—" Suddenly, he instinctively leaned back, and the sharp knife slashed across his chest, and the white shirt was immediately stained with blood red. .

One knife didn't cut off Bruce's neck, and Death Knell followed up with another knife, and at the same time mocked: "Are you still distracted at this time?"

Bruce gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he slashed at him: "Don't get in the way!"

The previous shot aimed at Bruce Wayne was blocked by someone, Thalia raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he didn't care, when he was about to make up a shot——

She was surprised to find that the person who was shot before did not fall down.

He leaned on the wall, staggered, and stood up slowly, still standing in front of her.

She means she didn't fight

His heart was hit, but the pain and suffocation caused by the rupture of the right lung were enough to put a well-trained soldier into a coma.

But he didn't.

The man was very young and could even be called beautiful.But his thin body and slightly trembling body told Thalia that he was just an untrained civilian.

Not a mutant, doesn't have any special abilities.

Now, he is covering the wound on his chest with one hand, trembling slightly from the severe pain and lack of oxygen, staring straight at Thalia with his clear and beautiful ice blue eyes, aiming at her hand/ The gun turned a blind eye.

He opened his mouth slightly, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, streaking across his pale and sharp chin.His eyes were full of sternness and determination, and he squeezed out the low and broken words from his throat with difficulty:

"...No."

Do not pass.

Don't hurt him.

He was like a mad dog driven to a desperate situation, and Talia read his persistence and fierceness like a deadly fish in his eyes.

"Okay," Thalia said, pointing the gun at Lotkea's head. "For the sake of being a faithful dog," she slowly tightened her index finger.

Bruce tried his best to fend off Deathstroke's katana, turned around and ran towards him: "Lotkea—!"

The next moment, the death knell put one hand on the ground, kicked him and tripped him to the ground: "It's not over between us."

Lotkea heard the sound of Bruce and Deathstroke wrestling behind him, and he met Thalia's eyes without any intention of moving away.

Thalia's arm suddenly sank, and he pulled the trigger and hit his leg: "—I'm not going to kill you."

Lotkea snorted and fell down immediately.

Thalia lowered her arms and raised her legs to walk towards Bruce and Deathstroke.They were so close that Thalia had a hard time guaranteeing he could hit Bruce Wayne without hurting Deathstroke.Although she didn't care much about Deathstroke's death, it would be troublesome if he died by her own hands.

Then, when Talia passed by Lotkea, she suddenly felt a little more resistance under her feet.

She looked down and saw Lotkea's bloodstained hand holding her ankle.

Thalia looked down to meet his ice blue eyes, which were full of sarcasm.

Lotkea hooked the corner of her lips at her, as if saying:

Look, I said it before, as long as I'm here, you don't want to hurt him.

Talia was suddenly a little surprised.The hand holding his ankle was so weak that it might lose its vitality in the next second, black

His gray hair was stained with dust, scattered in a mess, and his face was so pale that it was almost bloodless.

But his eyes—

Still looking down on her from a high position, like looking down on an ant or a speck of dust.

For a moment, Talia thought she was the one who had been shot twice and was dying.She even unconsciously felt a little heart palpitation when they looked at each other.

"..." Thalia was silent for a moment, then stroked her hair: "You forced me to do this."

She raised the gun again.

At this moment, Bruce finally kicked the death knell to the wall, turned around and threw the three-pronged thorn in his hand.His eyes were bloodshot, his face was so angry that it was close to violence, and he paused, "Don't touch him!"

The three-prong stab pierced the gun in Thalia's hand, and nailed it to the wall behind. After a hard impact, it completely disintegrated, and the parts were scattered all over the place.

Thalia stared at Bruce cautiously, and pulled out another pistol/gun from the back waist.

At this time, a hand with sharp nails suddenly appeared from the void and grabbed her neck——

The gun in Thalia's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Tsk tsk, what an interesting scene." Erberist glanced casually at the bloody Lotkea and Bruce, who was injured in many places, and the hand that was pinching Thalia's neck tightened instantly. .

Seeing that Thalia was captured, Deathstroke didn't care about attacking Bruce anymore, and rushed towards Erberist.

Erberist threw Thalia towards the death knell, and he also teleported to the death knell, punching it.

Their battlefield was far away from here, Bruce couldn't care about anything else, he knelt beside Lotkea, carefully held his head against his knees, and stretched out his hands to tightly cover the bleeding wound on his chest, the voice Trembling: "Lotkea, Lotkea..."

Lotkea's clear ice-blue pupils were already a little out of focus, and could barely reflect a blurry figure.He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, blood flowed down the corner of his lips and dripped on the back of Bruce's hand.

"Stop talking, stop talking." Bruce lowered his head to wipe the blood on his lips, his fingers were trembling, and he couldn't wipe it off. Slowly, there was a trace of sobbing in his voice: "The ambulance will be here soon , there will be a doctor to save you, hold on."

They all know it's a lie.

Now there are countless patients in Gotham that need to be treated, and the siren blares through the sky, and no one will notice this place where no one passes by.

But how could Lotkea have the heart to make him sad.

He is the child he watched grow up.

So he tried his best to hook the corners of his lips, and gently let out an "um" with the last bit of air in his chest.

……

Realizing that Erberist did not die in the hands of 682 as he wished, Deathstroke immediately found a few bombs, and then fled with Thalia.

Thalia pressed the communicator next to her ear: "Siva, Bronze Tiger, our plan has failed. Erberist is not dead. Let our people retreat."

Oberist watched Deathstroke and Thalia disappear behind the smoke, but did not catch up.

Now he has neither the time nor the energy.

The next moment, Erberist appeared beside Bruce and Lotkea.

"They got away," he said to Bruce.

Bruce clearly doesn't have time for that right now.He hugged Lotkea's body, lowered his head, bit his lip and said nothing.

"But since you held him back, let me know who the enemy is this time," Urberist found a reasonable reason for his behavior: "This is a reward, Mr. Wayne."

He knelt down and stretched out a hand to cover Lotkea's bleeding chest, a burst of black light surged and flickered in his palm.

The next moment, Lotkea's wound began to heal miraculously, but only a slight mark remained.

As soon as Uberrist moved away, Bruce immediately took Lotkea into his arms, not noticing that Uberrist staggered as he got up.He covered his lips, red traces overflowed from between his fingers, and then disappeared immediately.

"Lotkea, Lotkea?" Bruce held his face carefully, his steel blue eyes were slightly out of focus with tension, and he even stopped breathing.

He held his breath, prayed, and waited for a miracle to happen.

After a quarter of an hour, or half an hour, or a minute, half a second——

The young man in his arms slowly opened his eyes, his long eyelashes flickered a few times, and his eyes regained their brilliance.

Lotkea's eyes focused on Bruce's face, and he opened his mouth: "...Bruce?"

"Oh, God..." Bruce couldn't help lowering his head, resting his forehead on his soft cheeks, trembling all over, covering up the choking in his voice with a hurried voice: "You scared me to death, I thought— —”

Lotkea coughed twice, and blood foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Sorry, Bruce."

Bruce raised his head sharply: "No, I should apologize, God, I didn't expect...Damn," he covered half of his face

, said with great remorse and pain: "You shouldn't have rushed up, in case you die, I..."

The warm fingertips gently touched the back of his hand, Bruce immediately held it back, and said nervously, "Don't move, we'll go to the hospital right away."

"Hey, Bruce," Lotkea's voice was weak due to excessive blood loss, with a slight smile: "I was joking with you before... cough cough," he said softly under Bruce's nervous gaze. He shook his hand, indicating that he was fine, and then continued: "But, even if I am really, I am just a weak, pitiful, incapable of self-protection, scientist," he gasped, and then revealed his I have seen the most familiar, gentle and peaceful smile for many years:

"I will also protect you from any harm."

Bruce looked at Lotkea in a daze, his own face was gently reflected in those beautiful clear ice blue eyes.

Suddenly, Bruce's heart beat at a different frequency.

Author has something to say: Bruce (surprise): Lotkea, are you okay?

Lotkea: ...

Lotkea: My legs!my legs!

感谢在2020-07-2523:30:57~2020-07-2621:50:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: ELF1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Jindao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ,,