Time Miko

Clark found that each time he cleared a tangled root, Bruce became more conscious, and conversely, if he let the tree root entangle him, Bruce would become unconscious.

Although Bruce also wanted to fight very much, being unable to stand after only throwing two bat marks showed that his physical strength had reached its limit...or his mental strength had reached its limit.

Clark flew quickly while hugging Bruce, while clearing away the roots of the trees that overtook him.

But he soon discovered that they had nowhere to go.The originally peaceful forest was completely occupied by darkness at this moment.

As the roots of the black tree spread, more and more trees began to wither.

The peaceful river also began to become furious and flooded, and the clear water became muddy.

The dark sky began to turn black, and the strong wind roared furiously with thunder and lightning.

It was literally the end of the world.

Clark glanced at Bruce. Although he tried his best to avoid Bruce being entangled in the roots of the black tree, Bruce's consciousness still gradually became trance.

Clark knew this wasn't the right way to save Bruce, but he couldn't figure out how to bring Bruce to his senses.

A black vine wrapped itself around Bruce's foot, slowly turning into a hand, then an arm, a shoulder, a neck, and finally a face they were all very familiar with:

"Bruce, I'm in so much pain, can you stay with me?"

"Jason" grabbed Bruce's leg tightly, trying to drag him out of Clark's protective range.

The face quickly changed:

"Bruce, you've done this to us, so stay here"

"Son, you can only redeem your sins here, this is the place you should stay"

Clark hurriedly knocked off the vine with a frozen breath, then looked at Bruce nervously.

Bruce's consciousness has fallen into a trance.

Clark hurriedly patted Bruce's face and said:

"Bruce look at me!! Look at me, believe me, I will definitely take you back, you hold on, think about Alfred, think about Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian, sober up!"

The furious forest suddenly had such a momentary prohibition.

"Jason...he...hates me"

The mumbling voice spoke of his deepest fears.

"Calm down, Bruce, there's no way Jason can hate you"

"That's because you don't know what he did to me!"

"Jason" reappears, this time climbing onto Clark's lap.

"He tried to kill me to protect the clown..."

"His batmark cut my throat"

"he..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was burnt into charcoal by a bunch of red hot wires, and turned back into a dead branch.

Bruce's consciousness became more and more trance, and Clark was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, so he could only keep shaking to keep Bruce awake.

"Bruce! Hold on a little longer and we'll be back in no time."

Clark changed direction and flew towards the sky where the beam descended.

A huge root wall suddenly stood in front of Clark, preventing him from going any further.

The vines on the wall gradually evolved into faces, some that Clark knew and some that Clark didn't know. When the clown's face appeared, Clark frowned.

"Why protect him?"

"People" questioned.

"He's not worth it"

"He is the Son of Darkness"

"He is just like me, laughing and laughing"

"He's still guilty"

"He's a hypocrite"

"He is more suitable for the title of double-faced man than I am"

"He kept the clown alive to create disaster"

"His self-righteous principles have killed more people!"

Every time "people" made accusations, Bruce's consciousness became more blurred, and his body temperature became lower and lower.

He hugged Bruce a little tighter, puffed up his cheeks, and prepared to freeze the row of tree roots in one breath.

A small branch suddenly stretched out in front of Clark and turned into Jason again:

"Why? Aren't you Superman? Why do you want to protect him? He wants to kill me to protect the clown"

Clark looked at Jason's face, then at the person in his arms, and said:

"You're not Jason, you're just Bruce's guilt, I know how much Bruce loves Jason, Bruce knows it, Jason knows it, you're nothing but a magnified guilt "

No one knew better than Clark how much Bruce loved Jason, and how Bruce looked after Jason's death was so vividly engraved in his memory.

He also knows how much Jason loves Bruce, that naughty and reckless boy who is completely different from Dick, but has a more energetic energy, always looking at Bruce with eyes full of admiration, Jason who has never experienced fatherly love Completely and completely regard Bruce as his father.

He trusted him, relied on him, adored him, and his green eyes showed his love for Bruce unreservedly.

So this wasn't Jason, the boy who was bruised and bruised but had shown him where Bruce was was Jason.

What was that left of Jason?like?Or something else, Clark didn't know, but he knew it must be something Jason had left behind.

"So, Bruce! You wake up and don't get swallowed up by your own guilt!"

"...knew..."

The person in his arms answered him hard.

"Bruce, are you awake?"

"..you are too loud"

With Bruce waking up, the entire forest fell silent, but the silence didn't last long.

The forest quickly rolled crazily, crazily involving the trees, rivers, and everything it could touch. The entire forest turned into a pool of black and sticky slime, and then the huge wave of slime rushed towards Clark. come over.

Clark froze the first wave with his freezing breath, but soon a second wave and a third wave followed.

"Clark..."

"What's wrong, Bruce?"

"put me down"

"...you know what you're talking about?!"

After hearing what Bruce said, Clark couldn't help but feel extremely angry.

"Of course, but we can't both be trapped here, you go out first and then figure out a way"

There is no doubt that this dark thing will never let Bruce leave here. Abandoning him is undoubtedly the best choice. Only Clark should be able to leave safely.

Clark's blue eyes fixed on Bruce.

"Don't even think about it!"

This was Clark's answer, just as Bruce was forcibly dragged out of the Batcave knowing the day Jason died.

The fourth wave of black waves was even bigger than the previous three waves. The endless black waves made one wonder if the entire forest swept over together.

Seeing that the huge waves were about to engulf the two of them, a hole was suddenly opened in the originally dark sky, and a giant hand grabbed towards the two of them.

Clark flew hastily to avoid the hand.

The giant hand didn't catch it at once, but blocked the black giant tide, but it quickly changed direction and continued to catch them.

After evading capture twice, Clark attacks with heat vision and freeze breath.

The heat sight attack seemed to have an effect, and the giant hand shrank slightly and did not continue to attack.

But the hole in the sky seemed to be expanding, the crack was getting bigger and bigger, and then they saw a huge eye popping out from behind the palm.

Eyes with a slit open... eyes that look familiar no matter how you look at them...

"Hey, are you coming out?"

A voice, although it was huge, had a slow tone that they were extremely familiar with...

"Antana?!!"

Bruce and Clark said her name in unison.

"Ok?"

It was that kind of slow, extremely simple questioning.

"Really?"

Clark asked Bruce with some uncertainty, and Bruce was not sure at the moment whether this was Antana or some kind of emotion from him.

"That... Antana, why did you come in?"

Under Bruce's gesture, Clark asked a crucial question.

"Well... you guys haven't woken up for 6 days, and Damian is crying and making noises and asking me to find a way to get you back"

Antana, as always, spoke a super explosive news slowly.

"Damian is crying and fussing?"

The two looked at each other in dismay.

"Antana, can you just pull us out?"

Bruce questioned.

"Um"

After getting an affirmative answer, Bruce asked the most critical question:

"Then why didn't you just pull me out in the first place?"

"No one asked me to do that"

As soon as this answer came out, everything became clear, it was definitely Antana.

"If I had known earlier, Antana would have woken you up"

While speaking, Clark jumped onto Antana's palm, his huge fingers slowly closed, and his vision became dark.

When the eyes felt the light again, they found that Dick was looking at him nervously.

"Dick?"

"It's great that you're awake." Dick rushed forward and hugged Clark.

Although he was happy to see Dick, the temperature from Dick made Clark alert.

"Dick, do you have a fever?"

"Achoo! Sorry, it's okay, Tim and Jason are completely down, Damian and I patrolled instead of Bruce for a few days, Damian's condition worsened, and I was also infected, Achoo! Achoo!"

After two consecutive sneezes, Dick sniffed.

"You have a fever, go to sleep, I hope Ah Fu is not infected"

Dick seemed to be completely exhausted and fell directly on Clark's bed. Seeing Dick like this, Clark covered him with the quilt, without worrying about the existence of the real pillar of the batman.

"Thank you for your concern, Master Clark, but I'm fine"

Alfred's voice came from outside the door.

Seeing someone coming, Clark flew directly to the door, preventing Alfred from continuing to enter the room.

"Thank you, Mr. Alfred, there are a lot of viruses in the room, let Dick sleep here directly, how is Bruce?"

Clark asked while eating the snacks brought by Alfred.

"Master Bruce is awake, but a little weak"

"There are so few viruses in the room? I thought there would be a lot?"

"Green Lantern comes here for disinfection basically every day, so I am lucky not to be infected"

“That was really nice”