Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

As David guessed, or as he said to induce Nightwing.

Batman didn't hold back on Superman, or from the beginning, he didn't intend to let Superman go.

He instigated Zas to kill Alfred who had no grudge against him.

Bruce's only family member.

Batman also has a small green pill hidden away.

"You just want Zas dead to cover your traces in this."

With a punch to Superman, Batman looked at his former partner with hatred in his eyes.

"You are forcing Alfred's death on me. Look around you. All the members of the Justice League are standing by my side. You are the abnormal one." Superman didn't pay any attention to the former The partner is soft, or in other words, he is the one among them who really wants to kill each other.

"That's because you blinded them!"

Batman roared, and he knocked down Superman almost without any suspense.

Superman, like David, has a strong body.If you stand on the same level as Batman, you can't win at all.

Because they are essentially not trained in combat at all.

But this does not mean that Batman will win this battle, because Superman is right, the Justice League is on his side.

Even ravens.

She chose to join Batman's team in the first place because of David.

Later, he left and joined Superman's team also for David.

Wonder Woman arrived first, and she quickly restrained Batman's movements with a lasso of mantra, and cooperated with Hal to knock Batman down by surprise.

Getting up from the ground, the bloody Superman also abruptly did something that surprised his companions.

He broke Batman's lumbar spine.

Just like Bane once did.

Damian, who led David to come, roared in disbelief: "What the hell are you doing?!"

Barry and Hal looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief—it wasn't just Superman who broke Batman's back. over Superman's chest.

Superman desperately tried to turn around in disbelief.

Batman's cry of pain turned into a changed tone and no deterrent stop: "No! David! Stop!"

Diana wanted to stop, but was trapped in place by the black breath together with Green Lantern Flash.

David chuckled, and whispered demonically in Superman's ear: "How dare you? I'm the only one who can touch him. What you've done to him...I want you to feel it a thousand times over. "

Intense malice flashed in the scarlet eyes, and the fingers with black sharp nails did not touch Superman's beating heart, but broke his spine one by one.

He didn't care about Superman screaming in his ears.

Regardless of Batman and everyone else trying to stop it.

Warm blood stained his arms.

David pressed hard with a blank face, and his fingers snapped hard, completely tearing Superman apart.

The scalding, viscous flames consumed all of Superman's existence.

David lowered his head, and his eyes met Bruce's mournful eyes without any surprise.

He bent his red eyes and smiled with satisfaction: "Ah, I'm sorry ~ now you are going to die. It's so happy."

Damian knelt in the corner and vomited frantically.

[...Can you tm be an individual?Can you stop acting like a psychopath? ? ? ]

Unsurprisingly, a nauseating feeling surged in Yeyi's throat in his mind.

The other David was right, he was a madman.He is also a lunatic who is as destructive as a clown.

Batman looked at David for a long time with a complicated expression. : "Do you really hate me so much?"

He remembered when he had just let him out.

David was wary, but that couldn't hide the love in those red eyes.

He remembered how much he clinged to him, how much he liked to hold his hand and not let go.

If he's not by his side at bedtime, he'll make excuses for not being able to sleep.

Xiaotuanzi, who turned black, asked himself to wear him all the time.

Now the love in those red eyes has long since disappeared, leaving only hatred.

David knelt down in front of him on one knee, slender, bony, fingers stained with Superman's blood frivolously raised Bruce's chin, sharp black nails scratched Bruce's cheek, but David didn't care at all.

His fingers nimbly buckled the mechanism and took off the mask on Batman's face.

The red eyes are full of malice: "Hate, hate so much that as long as you think that you will die soon, you will be happy as if you are celebrating Christmas."

Bruce let out a long sigh, his expression was helpless, but his cobalt blue eyes showed a rare tenderness.

He raised his hand to hold David's cheek, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Listen to me. Don't get entangled with them. After I die, you go to Atlantis, it's beautiful there , Neptune can take you in for a while. Together with Raven, or find a peaceful planet, there is a spaceship in the bat cave, and your pupil recognition can pass..."

Batman frowned slightly, the tingling pain in his lumbar spine made him feel like his lower body had disappeared.But he still continued, as if explaining the funeral: "What will happen in Gotham, what will happen in the world, you don't want to interfere, just run away..."

"you..."

David sensitively noticed that something seemed to be wrong.

He frowned, and the fingers that lifted Bruce's chin were even harder: "Why did you let me out?"

Don't let him kill Superman, just let him delay Superman once in a while.It's just a simple delay, and Bruce can be replaced by someone else to help.

So what was he letting him out for?He was useless at all, as if Bruce had just imprisoned him meaninglessly for five years, but if he was in the ice, it wouldn't make any difference.

Bruce froze for a moment, then smiled wryly: "I want you to be with me, aboveboard."

"But Martian Manhunter is right, I ignored your feelings, I can't make you obedient."

"I want you to arrest Superman at the end, with people all over the world watching. I want them to know that you've changed and that you can redeem yourself. I want everyone looking at you with eyes no longer full of Fear and hatred. You were never a cold-blooded monster, David..."

Those cobalt blue eyes came alive, as if gathering all the brilliance between the worlds.

His voice was softer than ever:

"You are the natural miracle in fairy tales."

"So anyone can kill Superman, but you can't. Your hands shouldn't get these things on your hands."

He raised his hand and gently brushed the broken hair on David's forehead: "You should be my little princess, living happily in the castle."

He smiled and shook his head, as if laughing at his own horrible naivety, as if at Batman for having such naive fantasies: "...I've always wanted to tell you that one day, I had a very good dream .I dreamed that we were getting married, and the day before I was arguing over who should wear the wedding dress."

"you do not know how much I love you..."

"But I don't know why you hate Superman so much and want to kill him so much."

David couldn't be silent, the hand he lifted Bruce's chin was trembling, his voice was dry and hoarse: "You never told me this, if I knew...if you told me, maybe..."

At least he won't sign Constantine's contract.

Bruce smiled bitterly: "If I told you at the time, would you believe it? You didn't even believe that I loved you."

"I..."

David opened his lips, but couldn't utter a word.

Bruce was right, they never communicated.

They love each other but never trust each other.

It's even obvious that everything they do is for the other party.

"Stop talking, it's not your fault."

Bruce lifted his head and kissed those thin lips.

It was an extremely tender kiss, carefully licked, and carefully touched.Like worrying about accidentally crushing that marshmallow.

But sweet and bitter.

But David didn't continue to respond to him, but opened his scarlet eyes and looked at him complicatedly.He sighed in his heart, and pushed Bruce away without hesitation.

Bright flames enveloped him the moment he pushed Bruce away.

This is not the flame of a red light.

But fire from hell.

The hellfire of Sangongmo.

"What? Wait? What's going on?!"

Bruce looked at everything in front of him in disbelief: "David?!"

He wanted to hold David's hand, but he avoided it without hesitation.

Just like David has done thousands of times over the past five years.

The scarlet eyes stared at him without blinking: "The mistakes I made myself never intended for you to bear the consequences. This is not your responsibility, Bruce."

The pain that burns the soul is not as good as the sting of thousands of needles in the chest.

David smiled, but a little helplessly.

"Don't look...it will be ugly to die."

"David?!"

Obviously he hasn't asked him why his own soul is in that orange gemstone.

The person in front of him barely uttered any wailing, and was reduced to ashes.

Everyone in the Titan Tower was silent and did not make a sound.

Only Barbara's fingers kept typing on the keyboard, and the noise of the fingers clapping was uncomfortable.

Jason stood up, pushed the door open and walked out without a word.

"David" leaned against the door, and the black breath gathered at his fingertips.

His red eyes were full of indifference, and his expression was also frighteningly cold.

He didn't care about what was on the screen at all, and calmly acted as if he was on a mission: "Okay, that's fine, send him to the killing machine."

Although it is a little troublesome, it is not impossible for him to go back in time before David's soul falls into the hands of Sangong.Send him away again.

"Can't we send him back? He looks so tired..."

"Anybody gets tired."

Earth minus 44

The lights in the Batcave are a bit dim.

Batman held a lipstick in his hand and didn't know what to do for a while.

He looked at the humanoid machine that was densely connected with various pipelines with some embarrassment.

Or to be precise, it was a bionic person whose appearance was almost indistinguishable from ordinary people.

The appearance was as he remembered it.

The cotton swab gently dipped a little of the lipstick that he had compared thousands of times, and carefully blended it on those thin lips.Only the faint cherry pink in memory is painted.

Batman stared silently into its face.

Said to himself: "You are not Ryan after all... just Davide, 'beloved' in Latin..."

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The world below... Well, I promised to be high-sweet, and after that, it should be sweet except for wild laughter.