Chapter 56
The narrow island in the dark night has never been so full of disturbing chaos and hustle and bustle like tonight. Fear has turned into substance and shrouded in the dark corners of the city tonight. It defeated the will of most of the creatures here in an instant, making destruction and despair never seem so real.
This city has never been so close to the last abyss. It’s like a foot has been suspended in the air. You only need to push it gently and you will fall into the darkness, the most terrible thing. Yes, behind it, there is also a used killer holding a sharp blade grinning.
But fear will not crush everyone. Those who will not be crushed by fear are the last watchmen before falling into the abyss. With them, the fire of justice will not be extinguished so easily.
Bruce half-kneeled on the ground below the narrow island station, his cloak hung down on the ground, his fingers placed around the trigger, he saw the slowly moving train in the dark, he seemed I also saw Ducard's eagle-like eyes on the train.
Master and disciple, friends, opponents, inheritance, the relationship between the two is tangled and complicated to the extreme, and there is also the entanglement of deception and salvation. Tonight, their complicated all will come to the end. Two people are destined to survive only one.
Bruce saw the middle age person who taught him and reshaped him, the reliable elder who used to fight, hunt, and chat with him on the cold snowy field, that from the very beginning Deceived him, and has been deceived to the current leader of destruction.
And Ducard can also see the dark silhouette of the grenade launcher, even if
"Ra's El Goul, goodbye!"
Bruce Muttered to himself, but at the moment he pulled the trigger, a dark figure rushed out from the nearby house and hit his body fiercely. Bruce was caught off guard and rolled to the side. The missile that was originally aimed at the aerial rail train was deflected several angles upward when it exited the chamber.
The missile traversed a brilliant arc in the air, almost wiping the railroad tracks into the sky. Ducard let out a sigh of relief, and his hands clasped the window to relax, and the corners of his mouth bloomed. There was a smile,
"The God of Luck is on our side! Speed up and leave the station!"
"Damn it! Bastard! Get out of my sight!"
On the ground, Bruce Wayne looked desperately at the rocket and the target. He almost went crazy and punched the League of Shadows warrior that destroyed everything at the last moment. Lifting the claw gun, like a real black bat flying in the sky, moved towards The train slowly leaving the station rushed over, the flying claw gun in his hand was accurately grasped on the railing above his head, and he jumped into the sky. .
"Ducard! I won't! I won't let you succeed!!"
At the same moment, in Batcave, Lucius controlled the program to access the narrow island The power center, under his control, the only suspension bridge linking the narrow island to the city received the order to retract, and began to rise slowly amid the violent ka ka ka sound. It was also in this brief moment that most of the narrow island’s electricity Supply resumed.
Countless dim lights lit up above everyone's heads, and the sudden rays of light made everyone below lift the head, and then I saw the black bats that flashed by in the rays of light , Their senses are still distorted by the gas of fear, and their will is still in a fragile collapse. In their vision, the black dragon wing-like silhouette across the sky seems to fly silently from the darkness. The most terrifying night messenger.
The sound of the dragon wing cloak's breaking wind across the sky was also filled with the scream of a big bat. The first thin black shiver coldly holding head squatted on the ground, and he was extremely afraid of the top of his head. The messenger of death, he let out a scream of fear, and then the second, third, and fourth.
In this brief moment, Batman, who skimmed the dark narrow island sky and wanted to win the last glimmer of survival for the city, truly stepped into the starting point of the immortal symbol of fear, his body was strengthened The chains were fastened to the fast-moving train overhead, like a dark Knight hanging under a flying evil dragon.
He lifts the head looked towards the sky, the flying claw gun pulls his body up quickly, but the speed of the air train is also getting faster and faster, it drags this brave man to fly over the city, At the moment when the train carrying the microwave transmitter rushes out of the narrow island station, outside this block, the invisible high-energy microwave rushes into the ground from in the sky, connecting the narrow island and the main city of Gotham with the heat of the part The well rushed open, and dozens of white air columns rushed into the sky, covering a tenth of Gotham almost instantly.
The more terrifying thing is the sea water. The sea water evaporated at this moment is simply thrilling, just like a white giant dragon jumping out of the sea, almost jumping into the sky.
Bruce's body traversed a trembling in fear arc in the air, and finally grabbed the edge of the fast-moving train with one hand. He jumped into the car, and Ducard controlled the car at the forefront. Going forward, in the car behind, there are fully armed League of Shadows warriors, with his arms crossed, like a warrior breaking through the barrier, like Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain, rushing into the crowd, no more room for shots.
"Ducard, here I am! Come and face me!"
Batman raised his fist, his legs kicked out like sharp blades, and the whole person was in the speeding train. Incarnate as a deadly weapon, fists, legs, elbows, knees, under anger, the son of Gotham burst out 120% of the battle strength, no one can stop, no one can stop, he just stepped forward, those who rushed towards him His black clothed warrior was defeated. Almost all his fighting skills have the words at hand. Whether it is will or body, they have entered a rather terrifying state.
In the face of Bruce's provocation, Ducard slowly accelerated to the fastest speed while manipulating the train, while waving his hand backwards, he was even too lazy to say a word to him.
More black clothed persons pounced on Bruce, and the microwave transmitter was placed in the first compartment. Batman could even see it clearly, but he had to shut it down or destroy it. You must first pass through these roadblocks in front of you.
"You can't save this city."
Ducard slowly pushed the joystick in his hand to the forefront, he seemed to be with an invisible Chatting with people, very peaceful, but strong self-confidence exudes from his back, "How long will it take you to rush over? My dísciple, this old train will accelerate to within 2 minutes The fastest, and it takes at least 5 minutes for you to turn off this instrument. Even if I don’t stop you, at least one-fifth of your city will fall into panic."
"Fear from the sky will crush them. That poor will, and then incarnate as the last destroyer of the city, I don’t even need to move even a finger, you are fighting against the city itself."
Ducard waved in his hand. With the cane, he turned around, and his gloved left hand stroked the steel car wall in the cab, watching Bruce Wayne rushing towards him in a terrifying posture, his voice was full of voices. Ridicule.
"Look, this is the facility that your parents built for the poor in this city. They tried to use this method to reduce the already very serious gap between the rich and the poor in this city... even from my perspective. Look, your father is also a respectable person. He used to lead by example and did everything to help those who should be helped. He called on those like him. He wanted to use the power of an example to let others act together. Did he succeed? No, he failed... He betrayed his class, he died miserably."
Ducard pursed his lips and spent a year with his best dísciple Of course, he knew what words could stimulate the deepest part of Bruce's mind. He looked at it without saying a word, just waved his fist, using his body as a weapon, moved towards the bat warrior rushing forward, his eyes It's full of expectation...an expectation that is difficult to understand.
There is no doubt that he is irritating him, he is using vicious language as a weapon, trying to completely cut the last string of Bruce’s heart to abide by emotions. Only anger can hide all his power. Dig it out.
Gotham needs Batman who adheres to principles, but the League of Shadows does not need it! He does not need it!
A principled Bruce Wayne should not exist! He needs a Beast, he needs a leader who can do whatever it takes to win! A successor who is good enough and vicious enough, he wants to destroy the last persistence in his heart and let him break the first commandment under his anger.
With the first time, there will naturally be a second and a third time. Never confront humanity.
His voice became deeper and clearer, word by word fell into Bruce’s ears,
"Unfortunately, the ridicule is that your father’s death irritation Instead of taking those people, they took action. The economic storm that almost destroyed Gotham's was quickly subdued. That was my first failure at Gotham's. Now, I am back!"
"What did you say!"
Bruce knocked the black clothed warrior in front of him to the ground with a punch. The clear bone cracking from the chest of the sword-wielding warrior could tell that his chest was It broke! Bruce's power in this brief moment is out of control!
His body began to tremble, but it was not because of fear. He stared at Ducard in front of him, and he shouted,
"What did you say? Ducard, that year The economic storm... is it you?"
League of Shadows leader shrugged, he said in a relaxed tone,
"We are also advancing with the times, my dísciple, we have long been Master economic weapons to wake up this world. Before you father, this weapon has never failed, but unfortunately, the man who defeated the League of Shadows is dead!"
Ducard has it on his face. Undisguised mockery, his fingers ran across the air, bringing out an arc called sin,
"He can’t even protect his wife, and he almost lost his child. So, Bruce, you see, what your people need is not a role model. They don’t need a Batman who thinks about them. What they need is... fear! That’s the way you believe in, but what you are doing is still Not enough...you need to be more fierce."
"噌"
The sharp sword appeared in Ducard's hand, and he tapped his own with the silver blade. His forehead is like a mysterious ceremony. He faces Bruce with his arms open.
"Come on, my dísciple! Fear and death are your most powerful weapons, you want to save Your city? First step over the body of your homicide father!"
"Kill me...or be killed by me!"
Bruce under the black mask His eyes fiercely stared at Ducard in front of him. The anger erupted from around his scarred body. The double anger came from the guarded city that was about to be destroyed, from his former parents. It seemed that a substantial sharp blade was tormenting his mind, but when the dark Knight saw the flash of fire suddenly lit up from under the train, all his anger was completely reduced in this brief moment.
"No, I won't kill you, Ducard, I won't let me become you...but you will die! Although not in my hands, goodbye! Asshole, I am happy to do it myself You converge on the corpse!"
Bruce’s body broke through the glass of the train and dashed out of the dark sky, like suicide. If Ducard turned his head with feeling, what he saw was the one from below. Soaring rapidly in the darkness, there were only rockets less than 30 meters away from the train... and this time, nothing could stop the fire of destruction from igniting the fast-speeding train.
"Damn!!!"
"bang!"