Everyone thought that Bruce would go black [Comprehensive British and American]

"The whole world is under your powerful rule, but you don't know what you are doing." Bruce said lightly.

Green shields float in the air, everyone's expressions are obscured by their masks, but everyone realizes that they can no longer judge Batman by what they knew before.

"Green light." Bruce pointed to the blue planet below them, "Take them down."

"You!" A rookie who just joined the Justice League launched an attack on Bruce, driven by anger, he broke through Hal's shield.

"Wait!" Damian stretched out his hand, but he was a step too late, "Idiot..."

He is the only one who has a deep understanding of Bruce's state. After being warned, he rarely kept silent, but for newcomers, Batman is just a man with a broken back, evasive and revealed his secret identity loser.

Come to think of it, Batman is Bruce Wayne --

He couldn't help but question whether other people were deceived by Wayne, but due to the attitude of those elders...

click.

He never had a chance to question it in his life.

Bruce indifferently pushed away the corpse in his hand, the expression of the unlucky guy was still angry, as if he didn't understand how it all happened.

Rather than the anger that her companion was killed, Diana had to admit, it was more like shock, knowing that Batman killed the Joker and that she had seen Batman kill.

Everyone in the room had blood on their hands, but it was tough for them no matter what their standpoint, and Bruce... he didn't even have the slightest mood swing!

"For the unity and peace of the Union."

Hal suddenly realized that he didn't want to fight for his dead comrades. It was a kind of self-defeating, broken cans and exhaustion, like a person who has been running in the wrong direction for a long time and hopes that one day someone will stop him.

When that person really came, it was too late.

He fell silent.

But the sight that caught his eyes made him even more silent. Several people wearing s logos were besieging a young man. The young man's face was swollen from the beating, and he curled up on the ground with a helpless abdomen.

"If Superman was here! He would agree too!" one of them grinned.

"Stop." Barry moved the young man away with super speed force, "Why?"

"He thinks we should have the right to come out at night!" The assailant bowed obsequiously. "He knows that Superman has ordered a curfew."

Clark pursed his lips tightly, "But I also gave orders against violence."

"Don't be so angry, Clark."

Bruce walked up to the person who answered the question, he bent his waist even more, "Sir..."

"Relax." Bruce patted the man on the head like a puppy, "I'll give you a chance to play."

He froze in place, then fell to the ground again, and after a brief convulsion, he raised his face.

"My God—" Billy looked at the man in horror, his face was dead white, his pupils shrunk to the size of pinpoints... He was laughing, hysterically, his gums were showing.

"What did you do!" Diana uncontrollably cut off the sword in her hand, but the obedient person rushed forward with extreme agility. He dodged Diana's sword and crawled towards Clark with hands and feet. go.

Clark kills him with heat sight.

"That's what a clown would do!" Diana knelt slightly, she stood in front of everyone, "He is our enemy!"

Bruce stood there idly, taking everyone's hostility as nothing. He looked out of tune with this tidy city, and the other perpetrators huddled by the side of the road like garbage.

But they did not escape the fate of being infected.

Bruce leaned back, and he laughed happily, "Hypocrisy...you are more hypocritical than Batman, he insisted on the so-called principle of not killing, but you broke through this bottom line, but pulled up a banner of justice to cover up what you did for."

"It only takes a few words to shake you..." Bruce put his hands in his pockets, "If you want to enslave a race, it's best not to let them have self-awareness."

"Is this your experience?" Cyborg asked angrily.

Bruce nodded as a matter of course, "You show your power to terrorize the world, and then you put it away again, handing them an olive branch, telling them that as long as they play within the rules, they can have peace."

"What's the difference between that and what Batman does all the time?"

"You lunatic." The program on Cyborg automatically sensed the danger, and transformed into a cannon barrel uncontrollably, and a powerful laser shot out along the muzzle.

This laser beam hit an infected person, and that person jumped in front of Bruce in an instant, blocking the danger for him, and the other infected people were enraged, their teeth bared, and their throats made low noises.

"Stay away from him."

This voice-

The superheroes turned their heads in amazement, Batman's holographic projection flashed behind them, "That's the clown virus, he didn't just kill the clown at all."

Clark's expression distorted slightly, and he returned to his superior look. When the two Batmen appeared at the same time, the anger and hatred became stronger. He could hardly suppress his anger, "You actually appeared in front of me on your own initiative?" ..."

"Diana!" Batman took off his mask and looked at her earnestly with those blue eyes. "Trust me."

Clark, who was ignored, became more irritable, his eyes turned red again, and Batman lowered his head and pressed the button, and several holographic projections appeared in front of everyone.

"I know the Joker, and I know him better than any of you." Batman's fingers moved slightly, "I also know what it feels like to fall."

Bruce smiled, but he didn't interrupt Batman.

"You can't do anything," Clark said stiffly, his shoulders sinking and his fists clenched. "If you can—"

"Of course I can do it!" Batman changed his posture, and he stared at Clark unflinchingly, just like he did a long time ago, but what he said was creepy.

"As long as I want to—" Batman paused, "Mutated viruses, brainwashing rays, information about all of you, your families and weaknesses..."

"I'm indeed a human being without any superpowers." Batman rolled his lips harshly, "But obtaining strength is not something that can only be obtained through synthetic drugs."

"I just believed you stupidly." Batman's speech slowed down and his voice became low, "It doesn't matter anymore."

Clark was in a daze.

But Batman knew that this was not the case, he sighed secretly, he still thinks that Clark can return to the right path, every time he thinks of this, it feels like a big stone weighs on his heart.

It's my fault that the world has become like this.

Batman bit the tip of his tongue lightly. Clark was hesitating. His rule was full of contradictions, which was why he still had hope in Clark.

He is not as bottomless as his other self.

He is also deeply grateful for this.

"Don't treat your super hearing as a display." Batman turned to look at Clark, he knew that Clark had rarely turned on his super hearing except when searching for himself, "In your words, during the period of your hesitation Time, thousands of lives are dying."

Clark froze for a moment.

"This is a disaster." Batman stared at his former partner, "He is rewriting reality."

"I need your help," Batman said.