The sound of water.
The sound of dripping water.
In the dark and quiet death cell, Bain could feel the cold, damp seawater spreading across his back.
The cold kissed his skin, and then darkness fell.
"Mother……"
No one responded.
There was only the sound of rising water pouring into the cage.
He is Bane. He grew up in an underground cage in Penaduro Prison. Every day when the tide rose, the cage would be flooded by sea water. The young Bane could only struggle to survive for ten years.
This period of time tempered his body and tempered his will, making him a greater person——
Bane!
Then he opened his eyes.
Bah.
An insect arthropod protruded from his face, carrying a strong stench. That was a sign that the blackness of decay was out of control. The greenness of all things was suppressed by the medicines injected into his body, which caused the blackness of decay to rise.
The deep darkness licked Bain's spine like a tide, just like those countless days and nights, just like every fearful, cold, sleepless night.
But he's not done yet.
Bain expressionlessly pulled out the insect limbs that had pierced the mask on his face. He held his lower jaw with his other hand and unleashed unparalleled brute force. He could hear himself moaning.
He dropped the bloody bones to the ground.
Bain knew that if it was his previous self who had to rely on amber gold to maintain the balance between the green of all things and the black of decay, so many agents that suppressed the green of all things would have invaded his body, which would probably be enough to completely destroy him in a short time.
But it's different now.
He took the initiative to break that delicate balance. These drugs were targeted at his previous self, but now, they did not make him lose his ability to resist.
He regained his composure in just ten seconds.
Batman miscalculated. He thought he would be afraid, collapse, and unable to accept the fact that he had been deceived.
But he won't.
He was Bane, and Bane was never afraid.
He swung his fist with his backhand and beat a large group of other rebels who were trying to rush up and insert potions into him into mud that splashed all over the sky.
"Whoops, whoops, whoops..."
He panted heavily, and then scanned all the people with Zombie Black without giving up.
Memory, completely normal. All are real people.
hateful.
Another insect limb grew out of Bain's butt, exactly where the previous flower had grown.
Bain made no move. If it is pulled out at that location, the wound will affect movement. So if the insect's arthropods won't affect him, then let it grow.
He distanced himself from his men and turned his head. Batman stood beside him with his arms folded.
He maintained a cold freedom on the heights of nothingness, with those eyes and that gaze, as if everything that happened in the world had nothing to do with him.
"Watch what I do?"
He heard Batman say: "This is your man. I don't know anything about this kind of thing. You have to believe me."
"I'm Batman, and I'd never do such conspiratorial things."
The Eggman brothers rushed forward from left to right, holding potions in their hands.
They are small villains who have been hanging around in Gotham for many years. The moment they jumped up, Bane had already read through Zombie Black. How many toilet papers they used in the toilet in a week, but this still did not prevent him from kicking each other. You have to fly out and watch them smash into sticky clay faces on the ground.
Bane forced himself to focus part of his attention on his former "men."
There are still a lot of clay-faced people holding potions. Talking about the potency regardless of the dose is just a hooligan. He has suppressed the potency of the previous drugs for a short time, but if they continue to succeed in sneak attacks and increase the dose, he himself will There's no way of confirming what exactly will happen.
When Bain raised his hand, a bloody hole appeared in the palm of his left hand. It was filled with rotten flesh and black blood was flowing out.
The next second, some kind of huge pincers stretched out from his palm, directly piercing the several clay faces that rushed towards him, and slammed them to the ground.
Bane kept staring at Batman with his peripheral vision, always on guard against him.
But at this time, Batman seemed to have no intention of attacking him.
madness.
But this is just right. Although Batman doesn't know why, but without the other party's interference, he can just go all out——
Then, Bain saw the other person reach out and wipe it on his face.
"!"
FUCK!
Meet Clayface’s Batman ghost!
Batman's action frightened Bane so much that his heart stopped beating for two seconds. He could no longer maintain the cold and ruthless expression under the mask, so his hand movements slowed down a beat. Suddenly, the three clay faces jumped up like mothers. Lao Zai lay on his back, raised the syringe, and gave him three more injections.
"Ouch!"
Bain let out a loud cry and swatted the three clay faces away like flies. He reached out from his back and pulled out the potion that had not been fully injected. A violent backlash made his mouth and nose seem to shake violently and then opened. The bottle cap of Coca-Cola breeds black blood.
Then Bane turned to look at Batman and found that the other man just wiped it on his face, then touched his butt and chin, and let out a big yawn.
He put on a hateful expression that "seemed to have noticed his gaze and felt confused" and said, "What are you looking at me for? Don't you still have a fight to fight?"
Bain felt his anger rising.
"Holy shit, there are so many Clayfaces among us!"
"Woman Bat" and the other two little villains quickly flew out from the crowd of villains. "Woman Bat" took the lead, swung its wings and approached Bane, saying:
"I can't believe I've been around so many Clayfaces for so long! God, these guys are all--Bane, what do we do..."
The brain is very clean, and the memory is completely normal.
He put his hand on his side, not intending to take out the potion at all.
Bain hesitated slightly, then withdrew his strength and gave her a big dick with his backhand.
boom!
The upper body of the "Woman Bat" was hit by a strange force and exploded on the spot. Mud flew everywhere, revealing the metal inner skeleton, which was also distorted in the shock wave.
Bain's face was expressionless.
Sure enough, it was Clayface again.
He felt ashamed that he had hesitated for half a second about the slap he had just given.
That's right, they are all Clayface, he shouldn't have any illusions! ! !
And what insulted him the most was that at this point, Clayface actually wanted to lie to him? !
Does he, Bane, look like a fool? !
Does he, Bane, look like an idiot? !
Is he that stupid?
Those Clayfaces actually thought that Bain would fall into the same trap over and over again?
He knew that there couldn't be one genuine person among a bunch of Clayfaces.
The other two villains, who were about the same size, slowed down for a moment. They used the same excuse as a woman bat to approach him, but they were also slapped away by him. This time, they didn't hold back at all. The mud exploded, and the metal skeleton was shot into a discus. The whole body is not an enemy at all under the flesh blessed by the blackness of decay.
"Wow, aren't you afraid of accidentally killing your teammates?"
He heard Batman make an exaggerated voice next to him: "To be honest, this slap will definitely kill someone."
Bane turned a deaf ear.
He has seen through Batman's tricks. The other party has placed countless Clayfaces around him, maybe from beginning to end...
No, no, this is terrible, Bane thought back to those times with Jason.
Perhaps his men had been completely replaced since some time ago, having been heavily penetrated by Clayface.
He shouldn't trust anyone now. No matter who he sees, when there is no water and no test, the most important thing is to slap him first and see the result.
But even at this point, Bain remained extremely calm. Even now he is fighting with those clay faces, but he has never forgotten his true goal:
Batman.
That's right, Clayface is just Batman's subordinate. Fighting with him day and night is a complete waste of time.
That's why he didn't put Zombie Black into battle with these Clayfaces.
Batman was too careless. He thought he was sure of victory and completely ignored the little tricks he made using zombie Black.
In order to deal with Superman and Batman joining forces, Bane has made full preparations. Before, he mistakenly judged Superman as Batman. This was indeed his mistake. He used the wrong method to target Superman, and failure was an inevitable result.
But at this moment, he is facing the real Batman!
When he controlled the zombie Black, he not only scanned his subordinates immediately, but also briefly read the opponent's memory for nearly 4 hours.
From Blake trying to drive Superman crazy to Brainiac trying to control him, Bane has made up for everything that has happened before on the field in a short amount of time.
Therefore, he could confirm that the Superman who flew away was the "Batman" whose back he tried to break but failed before, and the one in front of him was the real one.
The one in front of him even used nanobots in front of Blake before. It was a trick that only the real Batman could use. He had seen the opponent use this trick countless times before.
The Superman who flew away could shoot out red lasers from his eyes, and the scene where Bane fought between him and Black could appear before his eyes, making it even more real.
Even if Clayface can use some means to fabricate false memories to deceive him, but now that he has completely controlled Black with the Blackness of Decay, the other person's memory will never lie to him, right?
After all, people still have something to believe in, right?
It's impossible for Black to be a Clayface too - God, what am I thinking? Bain shook his head, took a deep breath, and strengthened his thinking.
You can't be influenced by Clayface, and you can't let him interfere with your judgment.
Just now, when he was fighting those Clayfaces, he had quietly equipped zombie Black with an electromagnetic disruptor. This kind of thing can create an electromagnetic field in a certain area that can destroy nanobots. It was specially designed to deal with it. A weapon that Batman painstakingly invented.
In order to understand the principles of electromagnetism, when he was leaving prison, he even broke into the home of an expert in electromagnetics and nanometer fields in Xingchen Laboratory and forced him to teach him science!
He could even recall the confused expression on the professor's wrinkled face when the other party heard that he didn't want wealth, life, or sex, but only wanted to learn knowledge.
After a long period of study, he finally bore the fruit of victory. This weapon specifically designed to target nanorobots was completely designed and invented by him. It will definitely be able to cause a devastating blow to Batman!
With the help of Zombie Black's telekinesis, he had quietly deployed this weapon on the field in just a few minutes.
As soon as he starts...
With a bang, it was too late. Bane knocked away a Clayface, then took two steps back and quickly approached Batman. An electromagnetic wave energy field was erected, surrounding the two of them, and all the Clayfaces were thrown away. Circled outside the field.
"ah!"
At the same time, Batman let out a scream and fell to his knees helplessly.
Bane felt his blood boiling all over his body. He couldn't wait to pounce on Batman, ride on him, and punch him on the head one after another.
"Why did you fall to the ground? Huh? Aren't you a fool of yourself? Don't you like using Clay Face? Keep using it and see if Clay Face can save you. Don't you have a potion? Keep using it!"
Bane clearly saw Batman trying to resist, and the other party condensed black sand, but under the influence of his electromagnetic field, it quickly flashed with blue light, and he collapsed weakly on the ground, like real sand, and was hit by his fist. The wind blew it away.
"Come on! Come on! I'm not afraid of you! Aren't you being pushed to the ground by me now?!"
Fists hit like raindrops. Bain stood up panting and saw countless clay faces being blocked outside.
He took a deep breath, keeping his tone as steady as possible, and looked at Batman who collapsed on the ground.
"I win, Batman. It's so easy." He couldn't wait to grab Batman and put it on his knees.
He had to fight quickly. Those clay faces outside would not be blocked by the electromagnetic field for too long. He had to finish the job quickly and feel satisfied first.
He knew that it was impossible to completely defeat Batman. Even if the electromagnetic field had destroyed the opponent's nanorobots, he could still transform his body into a nanorobot body. It was impossible to defeat the opponent by simply breaking his back.
He knows, he knows it all.
But at least at this moment, he was going to make that move that he had always wanted to do but hadn't been able to do, the move that he had been obsessed with for so long.
Broken back!
"It's too simple. It makes me a little bored."
he said.
There is nothing more exciting than saying that something you have worked hard to accomplish is "easy to do."
Then he heard Batman say something weird like "Velocity bullets, activate!" but he didn't have time to care.
No matter what Batman says, it can't change his victory today.
He raised Batman high above his head, and the other party showed no reaction, like a statue made of steel.
"I should have killed you...but death would just...I just wanted to simply, interrupt, your damn back!"
Bain finished saying that sentence, the sentence he had always wanted to say.
Then, with excitement, he used all his strength to knock Batman heavily on his knee.
Click!
Only a crisp sound of bone cracking was heard, like the sound of rice cakes being fried on the iron plate, and like the sound of each tortured kneecap flying to the end of the world.
The next second, Bain felt like he had hit a steel plate.
Bah!
The black blood burst out happily, and Bane put down Batman silently, covering his knee that was shattered again, and fell into deep thought.
At this time, Luther, who had hurriedly arrived, arrived at the scene.
(End of chapter)
