Jedi Knights in the Comic World

Clark, who was rescuing the trapped people, naturally heard the loud noise. He called Albert and prepared to go over to see the situation.

Although the special police officers in the stadium were standing at the edge of the stadium, because the explosion area was too close, they were also affected, and some of them were killed or injured and buried under the soil. Only a few people were slightly injured and could still move.

"Ah, my legs are pressed~"

"Who will save me~~"

"You guys, come and help!"

Several SWAT officers shook their heads in an attempt to wake up. They turned around and saw a disgraced Gordon helping the seriously injured and unconscious Batman to stand up. They quickly stepped forward to help support Batman.

"Ahem, cough, hurry up and rescue the people! Let's retreat!" Gordon motioned to his men to take away all the police officers who were still able to move, and then looked towards where Bain was.

I saw Bain calling his men to carry the explosives onto a truck. He seemed to notice something. He turned around and saw Gordon. He waved to Gordon in a majestic manner and walked away.

"Damn it!" Gordon cursed.

He really had no choice but to watch helplessly as the once luxurious stadium turned into ruins in an instant, with flames everywhere, and he felt secretly miserable in his heart. I don’t know how many of the special police officers he brought could still walk out of this stadium alive.

"When will the hard days of Gotham be over?"

Gordon limped and presided over the police officers who could still move to clean up the mess. He looked at the dark Gotham everywhere and lamented.

Clark was very fast and took Albert to the stadium in almost the blink of an eye. He stood in the air, looking at the chaos around him, and listening to the cries and screams, Clark felt very uncomfortable.

The earth is his home, the place where he grew up, and any city is indispensable to him. Clark, who calls himself the guardian of mankind, saw these scenes and became even more furious.

"Look! That's Superman!"

"Oh my God! It's Superman!!"

"Superman is here!! Save us!!"

Clark was not flying high, just tens of meters above the ground. The crowd below could see it clearly and cheered for help. Those reporters had already forgotten about their injuries, grabbed their remaining assistants or equipment, and started reporting live.

In an instant, the screens in Gotham that could still receive wireless information were switched to the scenes outside the stadium. Countless people were watching Gotham news at this moment.

"Gotham was attacked by terrorists earlier. Two huge explosions occurred within ten minutes. One of them affected the entire Gotham business district. All major passages have been blown up by terrorists. Now Gotham has become an isolated city. A helpless city!" The female reporter's head wound continued to bleed, and she endured the pain all over her body before broadcasting to people across the country.

Inside Gotham City Hall.

"Damn terrorists!"

The mayor looked at the reports on the scene and the estimated casualties in Gotham's business district and the bombing of the bridge to the outside world handed over by his men. Then he looked out the window at the black smoke billowing in the city center. His anger broke through at this moment. After hearing Tian Ling, he suddenly swept away everything on the table, breathing heavily.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I picked up the red secret line for contacting the military on the table and dialed it. The call was picked up almost as soon as it was dialed.

"This is Military Base No. 16." A voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"This is Gotham Mayor Anthony Garcia, requesting to contact General Sam Lane!" The mayor endured the anger in his heart, and his voice was deformed with depression.

"Please wait a moment." The operator said, and the call was quickly transferred to the base office. A general in his fifties, with slightly white sideburns, and wearing an army sand-colored military uniform picked up the call.

"I'm Sam Lane, what can I do?" Sam Lane's extremely calm voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

Lieutenant General Sam Lane is the main person in charge of the military's arrangements for stationing at the military base in New Jersey. He has tough methods and is one of the authentic hawkish generals.

"General Lane, I am Anthony Garcia, the mayor of Gotham. Gotham has been attacked by terrorists!" The mayor quickly explained the current situation in Gotham to General Lane.

"What! What's the specific situation now!" General Lane said loudly, and at the same time strode out of the office and went to the command center to ask his men to contact the satellite to transfer the live pictures of Gotham to the base command center, and then transfer the call to the command center. Public channel.

"Now the main bridges leading in and out of the outside world have been blown up. Gotham's business district and stadiums have been blown up by terrorists! There are heavy casualties!!" the mayor said angrily.

"Our police chief in Gotham mobilized a large number of special police officers to enter the stadium to fight with terrorists. Now the stadium has been bombed, and there is still no news!"

"Gotham News is now broadcasting the situation live, you can check it out."

After appeasing the mayor and hanging up the phone, the operator quickly switched the live broadcast of Gotham News to the command center. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a blaze of fire and black smoke, and then blood and mutilated limbs splattered all over the floor. Broken arms, and the wailing of those crowds.

I saw the reporter on the screen saying quickly: "Just now, there was an explosion at Gotham Stadium where I am, causing heavy casualties. Hundreds of police officers were buried in the stadium and their lives are uncertain."

"Damn! How dare they!"

General Lane shouted fiercely, and the anger flowed away from his chest. At this moment, after hearing the reporter's next sentence, General Lane's expression changed.

"In addition, Metropolis' Superman and a mysterious man also rushed to the scene to provide rescue."

The video was showing Clark, who was moving a boulder as high as a person, throwing it aside, and moving the injured people under the boulder to a relatively safe place. There was also another person wearing a hood who was constantly directing the people to rescue the injured. Mystery man.

A glint flashed in General Lane's eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, General Lane made a call, and then TV stations across the country and public screens in the square simultaneously broadcast the live signal of Gotham News.

People thousands of miles away were paying attention to the real-time broadcast of Gotham. Those who had relatives in Gotham called and tried to contact them. Those who got through were crying with joy. Those who were not able to get through held back their tears and continued to call, praying for hope.

Outside the stadium, hundreds of flesh and blood corpses wrapped in white cloth were placed on the ground, and some were smashed into pulp by stones. Rescuers holding fire shovels were unable to scoop up and bag them, and even worse. Seeing the bloody scene, I couldn't help but run to the corner and vomit.

"Doctor! Doctor!! Stretcher!!"

At this time, Gordon and a dozen police officers walked over from a short distance away, supporting each other, shouting as they walked. This didn't matter. What was important was that the wounded man being supported by Gordon and another police officer was too eye-catching.

The medical staff heard the sound and quickly ran over with a stretcher. When they saw the injured person being supported by Gordon, their mouths opened wide.

The black armor, black cloak, and cracked mask all reveal this person's identity. When the crowd saw this, they were stunned, and some even screamed.

"Oh my god it's Batman!"

"What happened to him? He looks like he fainted!"

"How could Batman be defeated!"

In an instant, word spread, and a crowd gathered around. Seeing their guardian knight lying so quietly on the stretcher, the faith in their hearts suddenly began to weaken.

Gotham's guardian knight, the crime-fighting Batman, was so defeated?

So who can save Gotham?

"stop!"

The doctor tried to take off Batman's armor, but was stopped by Albert who came after hearing the news. He stepped forward and felt Bruce's pulse. It was weak but there was still a trace of breath. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to the doctor.

"You can't heal his injuries, and you can't heal him!"

Before the doctor could speak, Gordon stood aside and asked: "If his injury is not treated, he will die!"

"I'm his friend. You're just hurting him by treating him in public like this."

Albert ignored the surprised looks of the crowd, picked up the unconscious Bruce and walked towards Clark who was not far away.

"Is he all right?"

Clark, who was rescuing people nearby, also saw Batman on Albert's shoulders and asked in surprise.

"The skull was cracked several times, several ribs were broken, many organs were damaged, and even the spine was broken. If it is not treated, there will be only one breath left." Albert shook his head and sighed. The perception of the Force can clearly understand every wound on Bruce's body.

"The opponent he encountered this time was too strong."

Albert said to Clark: "We can't delay it any longer. I have to send him to treatment as soon as possible. You continue to assist in the rescue here. We will meet at the hotel later."

Clark nodded in understanding. Albert carried Bruce and flew into the sky.

At the same time, reporters hiding in the crowd also took pictures of this scene from a distance, from Gordon helping Batman out to being taken away by the mysterious man. Although he was surprised, this was really a piece of news.

General Lane at the military base and people across the country saw this scene.

"Oh my God! Batman was defeated!" the crowd exclaimed.

Nandarbat--the headquarters of the League of Assassins, this place has never existed on the map.

The place where it exists is like nothingness. Even through satellite searches, no trace can be found. Only a small number of people know that this place exists in the world.

This place is covered in ice and snow, and is covered by a gray sky all year round. Sunlight is rarely seen, especially in this large group of ancient buildings located in the corner of the steep mountain peaks. The geographical location is unique. Since ancient times, anyone who can climb up, unless they have sufficient qualifications, will rashly break in and become an ice sculpture in the snow-capped mountains.

Only some books in the Middle Ages recorded a few words about this place, which was often called - Utopia, paradise on earth.