"What are you doing, Bane?"
"I'm scanning your memory with Black's powers, Luther."
"...That means you slapped half of my mecha into pieces, but you still don't believe me, right?"
"Yes."
Luther heard the other party say: "Unless you let me slap you in the flesh, Batman can also imitate mechas."
"But didn't you say earlier that you had confirmed that I'm not Clayface?"
"I just confirmed that your mecha is not Clayface."
"As for you..."
"Hard to say."
Luther took a deep breath angrily, and then explained the facts to him very kindly: "But you have also seen that I am different from you. I am not an enhanced person. Without the mecha, I can't carry it. Hold your attack.
If you gave my man a blow like you just gave my mecha a blow, I would die on the spot. So what is the significance of such behavior? "
"have."
"What's the point?"
"I confirmed you are not Clayface."
Luther couldn't help but feel angry.
"If I were Clayface, why would I come here to save you? Am I out of my mind?"
"..."
"Hard to say."
Luther's blood surged with anger, and then he suddenly realized that the other party was deliberately trying to make excuses.
Regardless of whether he is Luthor or Clayface, there is no credibility with Bain. The other party obviously does not want to get involved with him. Even if he is real, Bain does not intend to run away with him.
But the problem is that if Bane wanted to run away, he would definitely run away with the zombie Black, but he, Luther, could not accept this result.
So they are now frozen there.
Luther took a deep breath and took the time to control the mecha to repair himself urgently.
If the mecha suffered such damage in the past, the most he could do was replace it or continue to combine parts of it for combat, but the nanorobot technology from Brainiac made up for this shortcoming of the Luthor mecha.
Countless nanorobots drove the memory metal and climbed up to the damaged area in just a few dozen seconds, barely forming a thin film to repair the breach.
The energy shield was activated, and Luther had already recruited a lot of replacement parts through the satellite. Before these parts arrived, the mecha was temporarily restored to a usable state with the help of nanorobots.
He took a deep breath: "Okay, Bane, let's go quickly before Superman comes. I will help you block Batman for a while - stop, you listen to what I have to say first!"
Luther hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted stop.
When he said the first sentence, Bain's eyes basically regarded him as Clayface, and his fists were already clenched.
Luther knew that what he said was very ambiguous, as if he was doing such a big favor for Bane for no reason, which everyone would doubt.
So he hurriedly added: "I am doing this because I need Black to be controlled by you. His psychic abilities are of great help to me. If he falls into the hands of Batman or Superman, it is an outcome I cannot accept."
Bain's fists loosened.
Luther breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of letting Bain guess, he might as well just be honest. In this way, even though they are still separated for the time being, he has finally managed to establish a basic trust with Bain.
At least this way they can work together to break out, and Bane won't attack him again.
As long as Bain can run away, he will have achieved half of his goal. He will just have to slowly find a way to contact the other party later.
He turned to look at Batman, who seemed to have no reaction at all. The two of them had been talking nonsense for so long, and he had been on guard against the other's sudden attack, but nothing happened.
Batman was standing there. Did he do something?
What tricks is he up to?
It doesn't matter, as long as Superman doesn't come. He didn't have time to deal with this either.
Luther turned his head again and said to Bane: "We will join forces later and together-"
"I heard you were looking for me, Luther."
Luther turned his head with a gloomy expression and saw the red and blue boy scout flying over from the sky and hovering next to Batman.
He heard the other party say: "To be honest, I never thought you would have the guts to appear in front of me."
"Uh-oh." He heard Batman make a strange noise.
"I'm not going to take you easy, and if you want to catch me, you have to fight me somewhere else."
Luthor quickly made the decision in just a few seconds. He would drive a large armor and lure Superman away by himself.
Then he took advantage of Superman's inability to see through lead and used a cicada to escape from his shell in a lead powder smoke bomb, making Superman mistakenly think that he had been in a large mecha. Then he quietly drove back in a single-soldier flying armor to help Bane fight off the bat. Xia, thus achieving the successful escape of two people.
So Luther's mecha immediately shot out various smoke bombs quickly, then sprayed flames from the soles of his feet and flew directly outside.
Clark and Chen Tao, who had just confirmed that Louis was back safely, looked at each other in the air, and Chen Tao gave him a "Don't worry, chase after me" look.
So Clark immediately threw away his thoughts happily and followed with confidence.
"It's just you and me now, Batman."
Bain spoke in a moment of silence as they stared at each other: "There are no outsiders, only the final battle."
"Who said I am Batman? What if I am Superman?" Then he saw the other person wiped his hand on his face, and suddenly it turned into Superman's head, and then it changed back again.
"Stop insulting my intelligence," Bain groaned, "I'm not such an idiot that I can't tell who my old enemy is."
At this time, he selectively forgot that he had mistaken Superman for Batman before, and continued: "I guess you must have obtained the Kryptonian physique through some method. That was definitely a Kryptonian body just now."
"This is the final battle, Bane."
He heard Batman speak, and the voice was the same as before, low and magnetic, like a dark spring flowing through his heart, making his surging malice restless.
He's ready to fight, he's going to fight until--
"You can't run away, Bain, but I will give you a chance...I will give you a chance to prove yourself. Come challenge me, Bain, in the most direct way."
he heard Batman say.
He saw the other party take off his hood directly, revealing Bruce Wayne's resolute face.
"No mask."
Batman said.
Bain saw the other person take off his shirt, revealing a muscular body covered with scars that even the best bodybuilders would be ashamed of.
Then he turned to look at the zombie Black who was standing there quietly.
"Without help."
"I also don't use the means that can temporarily turn me into a Kryptonian."
Bane heard Batman say, "Fair fight. Deal?"
Bain looked at him steadily, and they looked at each other for a few seconds. Finally, Bain grinned.
His smile was like that of a beast, and even through the hood, you could see the arched wrinkles on his face, like the waves on the bridge of a lion's nose when it showed off its fangs.
"I don't use telepaths." He also took off his hood and threw it aside.
Bain took off his shirt, then stretched out a hand, pinched the venom tube connected to his body, and pulled it out directly.
"Nor use venom."
He snapped his fingers, and Blake, who was still standing there not far away, collapsed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut off.
"A fair fight."
An excited smile appeared on Bain's face, a ferocious murderous intention that whispered like tenderness and sweetness.
"A fair fight."
he heard Batman say.
Bain raised his fist: "I... am..."
He charges towards Batman.
"You're Bane. Got it, and I'm Batman."
Then Bane watched helplessly as Speedy Bullet's navy blue cape appeared on Batman in an instant, and before he could react, he was punched by Speedy Bullet and flew out like a cannonball, like a balloon. The swollen muscles were smashed into meat patties by the unrivaled strength, and all the bones in the body were broken.
It was really all broken, and it was even more painful than the kneecap injury just now!
"ah!"
He roared: "You said it! No helpers! No masks! No super powers!"
"Obviously, I lied.
Then he heard the other party tell him with good intentions: "Why do you believe what the enemy says so easily?"
Bane tried to control the zombie Black, then turned around and saw that the other person had turned into a hedgehog.
What he means is that while he and Batman were fighting fiercely, those Clayface members who had been defeated by him before had time to insert the medicine into his body had already used the remaining medicine on the zombies. Blake jumped in.
Black, the zombie controlled by the Corrupted Black, was injected with so many potions that he became an unresponsive puppet on the spot and became motionless.
Bain's eyes were splitting:
"Despicable, so despicable... you despicable thing!"
The other party had never thought about fighting him fairly. What he said before was just to coax him to temporarily give up control of Zombie Black.
Bane fell to his knees. He raised his head with difficulty and saw Batman who was cold-bloodedly deceiving him.
"Seventeen years! I was alone and in a blind spot. Every night, the tide would pour in."
He crooned, telling his past and the boy who had grown up in prison.
"And every night, I was pushed to the top of the building by the current, kicked and pushed for a long time, while crabs and leeches clung to my body and tore my flesh. All I wanted was for it to stop."
He said: "No more kicking, no more pushing, stop, stop, please, please make me stop! They are trying to drown me, everyone is trying to drown me, you are trying to drown me... …”
"And I... remain standing!"
Bain raised his head suddenly, and even though all the bones in his body were shattered by a sneak attack, he... still stood up!
But he knew he couldn't defeat Batman.
This was the end of his strength. After receiving so many attacks, all he could do was probably stand up.
Then the next second, he saw Batman being caught off guard and sent flying backwards by a laser cannon.
Luther is back. He only wears a green armor that fits his body instead of driving a huge mecha.
"Bain, I'm back, let's run away!"
He heard the other party say: "Quick, Bane, my large mecha can't delay Superman for long."
This voice made him feel extremely reassured for no reason.
It's Luther, he's a real person, not Clayface, and everything he says is true!
Luther rushed over and put the broken-bone Bane on his shoulders: "That shot can't hold Batman back for too long. Quick, we have to leave..."
Bain cooperated very well and asked him to hold up his body, but the next second, he froze again.
Because he saw another Luther running towards the door.
Both sides are dressed exactly the same, even the armor is the same.
Bane, who had all his bones broken, was so frightened that he jumped off Luther.
He looked at the Luther to the left and the Luther to the right, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Bane! It's Clayface! Stay away from him, he deliberately pretends to be me..."
Luther, who ran in from outside, looked very anxious. He shouted loudly to Bain: "Don't be fooled by him!"
As a result, Luther, who had been carrying Bane just now, retorted: "No, you have to believe me, Bane, he is Clayface pretending to be..."
The two people immediately quarreled.
"Yes, yes... just now Batman was standing there, seemingly not making any moves!" Bane held the side and looked at the two quarreling Luthers: "He secretly asked Clayface to disguise himself as Luther, planning to Fraudulent me.”
He looked at the two of them, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Batman getting up from the ruins that had been knocked away, then walked to the place where he took off his mask just now, and put the mask back on his head.
"One of them must be real."
Bain thought.
He had to identify it, but he didn't have that much time, so Bain used the simplest method.
Accompanied by the heart-wrenching sound of bone cracking, the power of the blackness of decay forcibly controlled the body with all its bones broken, and he directly attacked one of the two.
Snapped!
As expected, the upper body of Luther who was attacked was directly beaten into mud and collapsed to the ground.
"He's Clayface!" Bain's voice was slightly excited, "Okay, Luther, we can-"
Then a tube of suppressive medicine was inserted into his back.
Bain turned his head and saw that the head of the person he considered to be the real "Luthor" changed from a braised egg to a reply: "Wrong, both of them are fools!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
In despair, Bain threw him away, reached out and pulled out the potion stuck on his back, and howled: "This...you!"
"Bane!"
Then Bain heard Luther's cry. He turned his head and saw more than 10 identical Luthers flying from the sky.
One of them seemed to have been beaten with a bruised nose and face, and shouted anxiously: "Bain! They are all fake, only I am the real one——"
Then the Luthers beside him also said similar words:
"I am the real Luther, he is fake!"
"Clayface, it's all clayface!"
"Don't believe him, listen to me -"
Bain staggered two steps and fell to his knees.
"enough!"
He held his head.
"I can't tell the difference, I really can't tell the difference!"
He turned around and ran towards Batman, grabbing his hair frantically as he ran: "Enough! Enough! Enough! Ah!!! Batman! You still want to humiliate me!" When! Catch me, quickly!"
silence.
Bane raised his head and saw Batman swiping it on his face, and it turned into Luthor's face.
Gan!
Bain looked like he had seen a ghost, screamed, fell to the ground, and then became completely motionless.
(End of chapter)
