[Comprehensive] Retirement of the brave

Before the plane landed, Bruce jumped out and ran to the explosion site, which was still covered by the dust.

The abandoned warehouse was bombed, leaving only some ruins and a mess.

"Robin? Jason! Theodore! Answer me!" Bruce anxiously prowled the ruins, high-tech gear used to dig up the poor-taste "grave" of the hapless concrete barricade.

There was a saw cutting his dead nerves mercilessly.To hell with Batman for now, he's just a dying father until his kid's whereabouts are confirmed.

A strange siren sound made him suddenly alert, and the bat dart slipped in his hand, ready to go.

A blue telephone booth appeared next to the ruins, and the unique way of appearance reminded Bruce of the strange journey about the blue box told by James Barnes.

The door of the phone booth slammed open, billowing smoke came out, and a man in a black suit with white hair staggered out of the box and fell to the ground. "Cough, cough, hell, this is not an experience worth remembering."

Bruce didn't know how to describe this man.

He seemed to have just ran out of the fire, his face was black and gray, his clothes were wet with sweat, and he looked a little embarrassed.A screw popped out of the blue box and hit him right on the head, "Oh," he rubbed the place where he was hit, "hey, I'm not talking bad about you, I'm stating the facts. Not everyone likes to be Throw it into the drum washing machine and turn it clockwise and counterclockwise, okay?"

Then he saw Bruce standing aside, "Oh, let me see, the ruins, the explosion, Batman..." He muttered in a low voice, while standing up and walking around Bruce a few times.

"Very good, great." He jumped up suddenly, waving his fists in extreme excitement, "This is the time, and" He turned around and pointed to the ruins "This place!" He walked quickly.

Bruce moved his fingertips slightly, and the doctor turned his head and put his fingers on his mouth. "Shh," he looked at the ruins with some fanaticism, "Quiet. What you want to see now is the whole world, no, not just this one world, but all the worlds A unique spectacle.”

The dust fell, and the sun shone through the thick clouds on the broken walls.Unknown birds are jumping on the exposed steel bars, and the world seems to be quiet all of a sudden.

The hazy white light softly shines up from under the ruins, breaking through the obstructing gravel, and bringing the hidden treasures back to the world.

In the white light, Jason held Theodore under his body, and the two children slept soundly without any injuries. It seemed that only the tattered and blood-stained clothes on their bodies could prove that they had indeed experienced some bad things.

This also starts when the clown leaves.

Jason watched the back of the clown laughing wildly and leaving, struggling to stand up, but failed.

He moved to Theodore with difficulty, and pushed him with his head, "Hey, Theodore, don't be afraid, I'm here."

He bit the rope that bound Theodore, trying to squirm himself and him out together.

A child, dragging another child to crawl on the ground, or a seriously injured child, how far can he crawl out?Two bloodstains were left on the ground, the timer of the bomb was about to reset, and they were still a long way from the gate of the warehouse.

The door was closed tightly, and Jason didn't think the clown would be kind enough to leave a door open for them.

Every change of the number on the countdown is the bell of death, which hits my heart heavily.At the last moment, Jason pulled Theodore and hid in the corner, blocking himself in front of him.Pressing against Theodore's forehead, which was still trembling, "Don't be afraid," he wriggled his lips hard, "Batman will come, and we'll all be fine."

He said this sentence again and again, almost every time the countdown number changed, he had to say it again, in order to convince Theodore of this, or to convince himself of this.

five.

Theodore seemed to stop shaking.

Is Batman coming?Jason thought vaguely.

Four.

What was the last thing he said to Bruce?

The memory seems to be the constant quarrels and accusations, maybe he should have a good talk with Bruce when he gets back.

Be more calm and patient, and apologize well, for this action and for the words you blurted out in the past.

three.

Before leaving, he and Afu learned how to make cookies. Of course, they will not be as good as Afu's, but he hopes to make them for his family: Bruce, Theodore, Afu and Dick. , let them have a taste.

two.

He seemed to be unable to hear the countdown.

Did Batman do it?

One.

Jason's memory ends here.He didn't see the white light coming from Theodore's body, nor did he see a black knife blocking all the damage from the explosion for them.

Bruce watched the doctor dangle what he called a sonic screwdriver, and kept saying something.Those voices were like distant echoes to him, buzzing and inaudible.

There was an unknown presence intervening, the Hydra personnel involved in this operation, the clown gang and the clown himself, and even people with questionable conduct who were acquainted with them. (Not only criminals, you know, a lot of guys have done a lot of shit and are still legally innocent.) All these people lost consciousness at the same time, comatose.

Bruce picked up the clown who drove away not far from the exploded abandoned warehouse, but was forced into a coma and had a passive car accident.The car accident caused his spine to be damaged, and his hand bones and ribs were fractured in multiple places. Judging from the medical situation, the strange recovery ability of the clown seemed to be suppressed by unknown forces.

So, if there is no accident, our dear Mr. J will probably have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

This story probably tells us that when driving is not standardized, relatives cry.

In the automatic comparison of the bat system, the comparison of the unknown power is compared with the energy residue in the previous Arkham incident, and the coincidence rate is as high as 90.00%. It can be determined that it was done by one person.

Responsibility pushes Bruce to keep going, to throw himself into the work, to figure out what's out of his control.Make various plans to prevent accidents before they happen.But at the same time, emotion told him: look at your children lying in the medical cabin, you must stay here until they wake up.

"Remove the self-introduction time, Mr. Batman, or Mr. Bruce Wayne, don't care about the title, I think you should have heard of me." The doctor put on his sunglasses and stuffed the sonic screwdriver into his pocket, "Listen, there is no time to explain Death, despair, war will come at any moment, and we have to deal with it while the one is still in our hands. So, are you ready to wake up?"

"Wake up?" Batman's gaze was powerful even though he couldn't hide his fatigue.

"Yes, if the universe is described as a computer, the approach of another universe is described as a virus. The current situation is that in order to protect itself, the computer chose to automatically shut down, so all creatures in the universe passively fell into a deep sleep." The doctor spread his hands , "Unfortunately, this cannot prevent the two universes from continuing to approach. The overlapping of the dream represents that the erosion between the universes is still deepening. I don't know what will happen when the two universes collide. The best case is fusion .”

The worst case scenario is of course the destruction of both universes.Bruce automatically completed what he wanted to say without the doctor needing to say it.

"You have a way."

"No, that's not accurate, I just know who has a solution." The doctor leaned on the window, clasped his hands to look at the two children lying inside, "It's right here, on that child."

In the big universe——

"Run, let me see where you can go!"

Those involved in this matter, the members of the Time and Space Administration who borrowed the clone to take away most of Bai's power and authority did have a good time at the beginning.

With the power of modification, they wantonly break into the sub-universe, eat people and souls, enslave living beings to serve them, and boldly come up with various so-called systems to turn potential people into puppets.

Perhaps they have been restrained for a long time, and once they are free, they simply do their best in indulging and enjoying themselves.

But this good time didn't last long, and the black who had arranged for the white was soon killed.With a sharp blade, there is no room for refutation.There were a few members of the Time Management Bureau who were weak, and they were hacked under the sword before they could even give the order to use the power of the clone.

Hei Zhidao, from the top of the life-level of the universe to the middle-level ones, rushed back to the death pole, and cleaned the death pole. Anyone who dared to collude with the life-level Time Management Bureau was completely killed by him. He chopped off his head without hesitation.

His saber was similar in shape to Bai's black saber, except that it had blood grooves on the blade, which was more lethal and had different functions.Under the black sword, it cuts evil, breaks cause and effect, drives away evil spirits, blesses, and provides shelter; under the white sword, it curses, disperses souls, returns karma, and nothing is indestructible.

As a result, the world was turned upside down, and the entire universe was silent when they heard the news. After trembling in the hiding place, only one person was left who was killed by the former Time Management Bureau, and he was also the culprit who got involved in the clone and ran away.

Right now, he was blocked in front of Hei.

"Hand it over." Hei scarlet eyes stared at the secretive guy with a black cloak and a sharp-mouthed mask, his eyes were full of bloodlust and disgust.As for the duplicate body behind him that resembles Bai Qiba, ha, it's just a container for storing power, let him live or die.

The bright white blade groaned in response to the owner's mood, and the light on the blade became more intense, staining it with blood.

The mysterious man stood there without saying a word, only his sleeves moved.The clone received the signal, held a nondescript simple knife in his hand, and rushed towards Hei.

Hei licked his fangs and sneered, "Struggling to death." He blocked the blow with just one hand raising the knife, and the sound of the knife became louder.He glanced at the mysterious guy from the corner of his eye, and Hei was suddenly in a trance.

Just now, when that guy looked up, he seemed to see a golden light flashing behind the crow mask.