Chapter 174: am i that great
Eric planned to have Harper write Batman's origin story, but it was clear that someone had gotten ahead of her.
Without Eric's guidance, Robert figured out how to make up a Batman story.
That is not an omnipotent god, but a scarred man.
Unlike those superheroes circulating on the market today, they are perfect and have a false personality of being optimistic and close to the people.
Instead, he completely buried himself in the dark night, the night knight who quietly guarded the city.
He hurts, he fails, but he never gets knocked down, that's the real hero!
Robert had a hunch that when he finished writing this autobiography, he would definitely become a hit!
The night was getting deeper, time was moving forward, and Robert was completely immersed in his writing.
In his autobiography with almost zero authenticity, he portrays Eric as a fighter who has been poisoned by the scarecrow from the start, but still holds on.
Storylines are created under his pen.
Robert continues:
Batman was poisoned by the scarecrow and fell groggy.
He coughed weakly, he had completely lost his ability to resist, his hands touched the hard floor, and he had completely lost his previous calmness.
The Scarecrow's toxin has completely penetrated his nerves, and Batman begins to hallucinate.
Everything around me began to blur.
He seems to have returned to the dry well of his childhood.
The dark bats shrouded in like a black cloud.
The Scarecrow walked slowly to the side of Batman, who had been unable to get up and was coughing in pain, and said in a low tone: "You are great, and you want to use your power to save the hostages on Governor's Island, to save Laura Lane... ."
"But, you will die here today!"
The Scarecrow seemed to enjoy watching Batman's powerless struggle, "But right now, you're not dead, you just feel like you're dying. My toxins have penetrated your lungs, leaving you in great terror of death. struggle."
"What did you see? A city shrouded in sin? Betrayed by the people you trusted most? . … the darkness within you has been revealed, Batman, you are a complete mortal, ready to be attacked at any time. Mortals invaded by darkness."
The scarecrow began to slowly turn around Batman, "The whole of New York will watch as I destroy your will, I will split the mask on your face in half, and let the whole world see the deep fear in your eyes. Let the whole world know that there is no cure for you!"
"There is no more savior!"
He crouched down and said the last sentence in a low and slow voice.
"No more—Batman!"
Batman was already in a hallucination, and everything around him seemed distorted, even the scarecrow's body turned into a monster with claws and claws in his sight.
It seemed that everything was doomed, but Batman used his strong willpower to block out these pains and hallucinations, turned over and grabbed the scarecrow's neck, "You think you won? That's not enough!"
Throw the scarecrow out at once.
Although he temporarily suppressed the toxins, his physical fitness dropped significantly due to the effects of the toxins.
Batman reluctantly walked to the scarecrow who fell to the ground, but his pace had lost its steady pace.
The Scarecrow stood up from the ground and looked at Batman who was struggling to walk, "I must admit that no one can recover from the influence of that toxin, it seems that your willpower is as tough as a cow's tendon. …”
"but!"
The scarecrow walked to the window of the high-rise building and shook his head, "There is no going back! You will see with your own eyes how this city is destroyed, and you will see with your own eyes how people related to you die!"
The scarecrow took out a tablet with a beautiful reporter strapped to a chair—Lola, Ryan!
After showing Batman the hostage in his hand, he dodged and jumped down the window.
At the same time, the sound of helicopter propellers came from outside.
Batman looked out and saw that the Scarecrow had jumped onto a plank hanging from the helicopter.
Looking up, the helicopter hangs high above the roof.
At the hatch of the transport helicopter, Arkham Knight was standing with a bazooka on his shoulder, aimed at Batman.
A bazooka with four barrels can instantly destroy an entire building.
Arkham Knight seems ready to bury Batman here.
The moment Batman saw the bazooka, he turned around in the air and threw a bat dart against the wall.
While throwing, use the grappling gun to grab the wall where the Batarang is stuck.
The spear pierced the black wall, taking Batman away from the window.
At the same time, howling rockets were fired from the Arkham Knight's rocket launchers.
In the nick of time, Batman swung to the wall.
Before hitting the wall, the Batarang blasted a large hole in the entire wall.
Batman broke through the wall and flew outside the building.
The moment they just broke through the room, two rockets completely hit the room.
boom!
A loud noise that shook the sky was uttered, UU reading www.uukanshu. com The whole building turned into a sea of fire.
Batman was swinging in the air at this time, and was hit by the blast shock wave on his back, let out a muffled groan, and rushed forward uncontrollably.
Spread the bat cape to make sure you don't get knocked directly into other structures.
Endured the pain in the back and the invasion of toxins, barely fell to the ground.
The moment he landed, he opened his bat cape and ran to the depths of the alley.
He was racing against time to rescue Laura Lane, even though his body was so bad that he could fall down at any time.
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The above is Robert's fictional story about Eric.
I have to say, very Batman style.
If the scarecrow saw this story written by Robert, he would probably be stunned: when did brother become so fierce? Completely cornered Batman!
After proofreading the typos, Robert reminisced a little and felt that he had written quite well.
In the entertainment era, traffic is king!
Now that he has become an Internet celebrity, he has all the news about Batman on Governor's Island. Even if he writes casually, it is estimated that it can cause a sensation.
Not to mention the "autobiographical" article I wrote, which created a more flesh-and-blood superhero.
Robert has already decided on the title of the book, which is "Me and Batman: The Dark Knight Rises."
When the propaganda comes, it will definitely cause a social sensation under the brand name of documentary literature.
He has this confidence!
Just when he was thinking about his success, he suddenly heard a dull sound of "bang" coming from the window.
It seemed that something had fallen from a tall building.
He stretched out his head and looked down, and a **** corpse appeared on the concrete floor downstairs!