[Comprehensive British and American] Bat's Grammy Girlfriend

Bruce woke up and realized he had a cold.

Wrapped in a woolen coat, he went downstairs, drank Alford's super strong cold medicine, and sincerely missed the vegetable juice in his daily life.

"It seems that today's meeting will be cancelled." Alfred prepared a light meal exclusively for the patient, "I hope Miss Keshira is not infected."

Bruce didn't think that a siren who soaked in the sea every day would catch a cold. He took advantage of the gap before dinner to look for the script that was left in the Batcave last night, but found nothing.

"Damn it," he picked up a few short wools from the ground, "don't tell me the security system in the Batcave can't even stop a sheep."

Angrily, Bruce went to find the stupid sheep. Kexila was leading it to feed Jones. A huge crocodile head was floating on the water. But he kept staring at Sutter, obviously he wanted to eat some fresh mutton rather than frozen meat.

The crocodile breathed at Bruce from a distance, although his sanity was on par with most deep divers, he still retained his hostility towards Batman.

"Brucie!" Keshira rushed over to hug him, and at the same time noticed his flushed cheeks: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes, I have a strange disease in which I will die immediately if I don't eat mutton today." Bruce's eyes fell on Sartre. Lie on your side in the sun.

Because Bruce spoke too fast, Kexila took a while to fully understand what he meant.She struggled with her thoughts for a few seconds, came to the conclusion that goats are common but wives are not, and decided to grant Bruce's wish.

Fortunately, there are other clues to this matter. Bruce returned to the sofa and sat down. He was about to check Professor Chachaken on the official website of Gotham University when a piece of news popped up caught his attention.

"A huge homicide occurred in Gotham, one dead and many injured." Click on it, and the second line reads: "The deceased is Ken, a professor of literature and art at Gotham University, 35 years old."

Great, the other leads are gone.Bruce clicked on the accompanying picture. Gotham newspapers never made mosaics. A shriveled human skin lay on the ground carelessly, with the words "Professor Ken" in the lower right corner.

At present, the police have preliminarily ruled out the possibility of suicide, and the deceased and several other victims were all wearing yellow clothes. A strange symbol was found on the ground of the corpse, which was suspected to be performing a cult ritual.

Look at that symbol again, isn't it the one on the script of "The King in Yellow".

"It's not advisable to waste your brain when you're sick." Ah Fu came over to remind him, and glanced at the news on the computer by the way: "The devil kills, it's really appalling. I began to miss the days when I only had to face robbers or murderers."

"Maybe it's just that the perpetrator's method is relatively high-end." Bruce analyzed the picture, "Peel off the skin and leave it at the crime scene, and quietly dispose of the remaining human tissue."

"Let's talk about Wayne's recent stock price trend." The old butler said, the doorbell rang, and a guest came to the manor.

"I hope it's not Lucius." Even so, Bruce made up his mind that it was the old friend who helped him run the company.After he couldn't find anything new on the webpage, he turned on the surveillance video of the Batcave and dragged it until after three o'clock in the morning.

Outside the door, Alfred looked at the people outside the garden in surprise: "May I ask who you are?"

"My name is Diana Prince." The elegant lady said with a smile, "I'm here to find Batman."

The old butler was playing dumb, "It's true that there are bats here, but there is no 'Batman'."

Diana was very sure: "Batman is here."

A few minutes later, she sat in the living room, flicking her gaze between Bruce and Keshira hesitantly.

After she returned to the human world from Paradise Island, she first went to find The Flash-the inexperienced Barry almost immediately agreed to her plan; then went to Metropolis, but Superman didn't show up for several days.After helping a few metropolis residents to solve their troubles, she stared at Gotham across the river, determined to jump over Superman and squat to guard the big bat.

Thanks to Hera, it wasn't long before she met Batman and witnessed his Batmobile disappear under the waterfall outside Wayne Manor.

Diana has read news about humans, and knows the famous Bruce Wayne in Gotham, and also knows that he is the target of "Batman".So when she learned that Batman's habitat was Wayne Manor, she was not surprised.

There are a total of four people in the manor. If you remove the old one and the young one, and then remove Bruce, the only possible candidates are...

The Amazonian princess looked at Kexila hesitantly. There was a special aura about this beautiful woman, which made her uncomfortable and suffocated. Even the guardian silver bracelet bestowed on her by the Father God felt dangerous. Surging divine power.

This kind of ominous air is something that the Batman who once fought side by side with her does not have.

Athena, the god of wisdom, gave her outstanding wisdom. After thinking for a moment, Diana decided that Bruce Wayne was the one she was looking for: "You are Batman." Her tone gradually became affirmative, "You let people pretend to be 'Batman'." Batman' proposed to you to clear the suspicion of being Batman."

So far, Bruce can only admit this statement.He looked at her, and Diana's dress was exactly the same as that day, capable and capable, but there was more worry in her eyes: "Why did you come to me?"

Kexila clutched his sleeve nervously, the lady in front of her was not an ordinary human being, in her blood flowing all over her body, there was the power of the Old God.That power made Keshira instinctively disgusted, even scared.

And she came for Bruce, which made Kexila even more disturbed.

On the surface, Kexila looked stupid, but his heart was already spinning a thousand times, secretly thinking about how to get rid of this competitor.

"I'm here to find allies." Diana held her breath, and put away the gentle smile when they first met: "The earth is facing threats, and I need allies to resolve the crisis together."

Bruce inexplicably felt that this should be said by himself, and he asked, "What threat?"

"The Old Ones."

Kexila, the real old ruler, gave a shock.Not only is she beautiful and kind-hearted, but she also persuades the deep divers to be kind, so she has become a threat to the earth.

"I know you won't believe it. It's been a long time since they ruled the universe. It's so long that no one knows about them except the Amazons." In fact, even Diana herself only recently became aware of them. I got a general understanding-her mother, Queen Hippolyta of the Amazons, never wanted her to be involved in the disputes about the Old Ones.

"They are not something you can deal with." Facing her daughter's inquiry, the queen replied like this.But Diana obtained the information of the Old Ones through other means.

She took out an ancient sheepskin picture, spread it out on the coffee table, and introduced one by one: "Azathoth, the supreme god that existed at the beginning of the universe and all things, the Chaos Royal Court that lives outside the universe, It is the source of all Outer Gods."

"Let me interrupt," Bruce questioned her words, "Who is the Outer God?"

"You can think of them as 'the laws and laws of the universe'." Diana pointed to a bubble-shaped outer god below Azathoth, "such as Yog-Sothoth, which is the embodiment of time and space, Omniscient, everywhere."

Keshira tapped her toes and stared at the great-grandfather on the parchment, recalling the fear of being forced to learn about various civilizations in the universe.

Bruce's eyebrows were drawn together, "If that's the case, it can also hear our conversation?"

"In theory, yes, but would you pay special attention to an ant's behavior? Unless it crawled on your face."

Bruce felt that she had a point and motioned for her to continue.

"Azathoth, the source of the universe, gave birth to three heirs, named 'Darkness', 'Nameless Mist' and Nyarlathotep." The patterns symbolizing "Darkness" and "Nameless Mist" are a blur Nyarlathotep's cloud-like shadow, and the image of the third Nyarlathotep is much more specific, a tall giant with his head replaced by countless tentacles.

Bruce looked at it and found the name surprisingly familiar.

"'Darkness' gave birth to Shabu Nicholas, and 'The Nameless Fog' gave birth to Yog-Sothoth. They are also a couple, and they combined to produce a pair of twins."

Bruce thought as he listened: "So far, none of them sound like a 'threat.'"

"Compared to the Old Ones, the Outer Gods are more powerful and farther away from us. They will hardly be involved in the evolution of cosmic civilization, so they are naturally not a threat." Diana closed the parchment, "I I say this to make you believe in the existence of 'God'."

"Metropolis already has one, a real one." Bruce half-jokingly said, "Is he an Outer God or an Old One."

Diana couldn't help laughing: "Not at all, he is far from a real 'god'." She lowered her head and looked at the silver bracelet on her wrist: "Except for the gods and the Old Ones, there is nothing in the universe. There is a third group of gods, who in the language we understand are called 'old gods', my father, who in Greek mythology was called Zeus."

Bruce raised his eyebrows, and Diana began to explain: "The Outer Gods and the Old Ones are composed of substances that we cannot understand, and the Ancient Gods are closer to humans and other intelligent life in the universe. Hundreds of millions of years ago , the ancient gods and the Old Ones went to war, and the result was that most of the Old Ones fell into a seal or fell into a deep sleep."

She raised her head with a solemn expression: "But now, the ancient seals have been loosened, and they are coming back again."

Old Ruler Kexila: So you want to pack up my friend and seal me back?