[Comprehensive British and American] Enthusiastic villains save the earth

"Is he alive?" Garhold heard someone shouting in his ear.

"It should be, you can see his chest is rising and falling, he is breathing." Another voice said in his ear.

"But the thing on his chest, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a good thing?"

"Don't worry about it so much."

Garhold opened his eyes with difficulty, and subconsciously looked around vigilantly.

He seemed to be soaked in a viscous liquid, and there were two or three figures standing around him.

"He's awake." A low and unreasonably low voice sounded in his ear, "Garhold."

Garhold sat up, the liquid was so shallow that it barely reached his waist, Garhold looked at the owner of the voice, a man with a black mask on his head, only the lower half of his face was exposed. She looked at him with an indescribable emotion in her eyes.

"...Wow, we succeeded." Another voice that sounded a bit jumpy came, Garhold looked around, and a man in a tan trench coat looked at him curiously with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Who are you?" Garhold, who had just experienced a fierce battle, stepped back half a step vigilantly, and the cold liquid flooded up following his movements.Only then did he realize that he seemed to be naked.

"Time is tight...Gal...Galhod, let's talk on the way." The leading man wearing a black mask said with a deep body, he threw a suit of clothes and coughed lightly, "Put on the clothes first."

"..." Garhold didn't move, he was slowly getting familiar with the state of his body, when he held that hand, his void power returned, and now he is observing the surrounding situation, carefully guarding against Looking at the few people in front of him.

"I need to explain now." Garhold looked at several people vigilantly, "What's the situation now?"

"..." The man wearing the black mask sighed helplessly, and he raised his hand to take off his mask. "It's me, Gal, Bruce, Bruce Wayne."

Garhold looked at the man in front of him, the blue eyes engraved in his memory made him dull: "Bruce...you seem to have..."

"I'm over 40..." Bruce Wayne put the mask back on, "You disappeared for almost 10 years, Gal."

"10 years?" Garhold couldn't believe it. He looked at his chest. The Sentient core was still shining and embedded in his body. He should still be an energy body, but now he already has a body.

"No, this is not my body." Galhold looked at his core, "What happened?"

"It's a long story." Bruce stretched out his hand, and Garhold grabbed his hand and walked ashore. Looking back, it seemed that this place seemed familiar.

"Here is... the Kryptonian spaceship?" Garhold looked at the familiar style and the small robot beside him that had stopped working. For him, these were things that he had encountered only two days ago.

"We... used the wreckage of the Kryptonian spacecraft to resurrect you." Bruce Wayne looked at Garhold and said firmly, "We need you, and now only you can do it."

"What happened?" Garhold asked the question again.

"The 10 years you disappeared, Superman... aka Clark Kent, when he was used to lose his mind... killed his adoptive mother by mistake... he lost his mind... and now he is conquering the world with his iron fist, now Maybe only you can make him stop."

"...What, Martha?" Garhold's eyes widened, "Wait... Who are you talking about..."

"Your adoptive mother...Martha was killed." Bruce said in great pain, and Garhold felt that he had been slapped in the head.

"Wait, how did you resurrect me?" Garhold looked at the pool he had just been lying in, "Creation Chamber, an artificial intelligence gave us your genes and told us that there is still a Kryptonite left here." The ruins of the spacecraft... We... cloned your body, and the artificial intelligence provided a memory backup, although this memory backup was only preserved until the age of 18."

"..." Garhold put on his clothes in silence. Bruce Wayne glanced at him and motioned for him to follow. The group went all the way up, passed through the thick layer of lead, and walked out of the wreckage of the Kryptonian spacecraft.

Garhold stepped out of the spaceship, the sky was full of yellow sand outside, Bruce Wayne gave him his dust mask, "What happened here?"

He had too many questions waiting to be answered, and Bruce Wayne helped him climb up the sand dunes. Standing in the distance was a city that looked extremely beautiful.

"Superman killed all the people who disobeyed the rules in the world, and now he is building a world that he calls absolute justice and fairness." Bruce Wayne's eyes flickered with pain.

"You said that the artificial intelligence sent you here, what about that artificial intelligence?" Garhold recalled Bruce's words, if he guessed correctly, this artificial intelligence is probably his center Ordis.

"He was destroyed by Superman." Bruce said in a low voice, "He left your gene to us, but not to Superman, so Superman destroyed him on the spot."

"..." Garhold couldn't stand up straight, and Bruce supported him, "Your body has just been resurrected, and it's not suitable for such strenuous exercise. You'll be fine later."

At this time, the old smoker, who had been silent and useless to speak, said, "Hey, I really didn't see how this little guy can save the world. If you ask me, I might as well use my previous method."

"He is the best hole card." Bruce Wayne said with some pain, "We have lost enough, it should be over."

"Can he really end this, I mean, he looks like he's underage." Constantine looked Garhold up and down, and Garhold looked at him, "As far as I can remember, I've 18."

"Oh, that's great, young adult." Konstantin was a little speechless, and he took a drag on his cigarette depressingly. "So what's next? Detective?"

"We're taking him back to the Tower of Destiny. Garr seems to have a lot of questions to ask." Bruce glanced at Garhold and said.

The surrounding scenery suddenly became distorted, and a door appeared in front of their eyes. Bruce Wayne stepped forward and motioned Garhold to follow. Garhold looked at Bruce, and then at the city in the distance. He followed go up.

Dr. Fate's tower is outside of time and space, and it is also the best hiding place.The moment Garhold walked into the tower, he felt a strange energy filling his body.

"Hey, don't worry, this is Dr. Fate checking your body for any foreign bad things." Constantine patted him on the shoulder.

Bruce Wayne put down his black hood, revealing a calm handsome man's face, "Maybe you have a lot to ask, Gal, you can ask now, it's safe here."

"..." Garhold looked around, "I still can't understand, what happened to Clark? What are you wearing..."

"Clark is no longer the original Clark." Bruce Wayne lifted his uniform, revealing the brace that fixed his waist. "He cruelly eliminated all those who did not obey his justice..."

"This is my uniform. It was a long time ago. I became Batman to guard Gotham, and Clark became Superman to be active in Metropolis."

"A lunatic named clown detonated a nuclear bomb in Metropolis and made Clark kill his adoptive mother by mistake. After killing the clown, Clark changed..."

Bruce was stopped by Garhold in the middle of his speech. He couldn't accept that he was still on the phone with his mother the day before, and told him the fact that his mother was dead 30 years after he arrived the next day. He stretched out his hand to support own head.

"What do you... need me for?"

"We want to talk to Clark. We hope that you can awaken the latent conscience in his heart. Instead of just being insensitive and just enforcing his own so-called justice." Bruce Wayne looked at him with some seriousness, "When necessary ...if he hasn't changed in any way...still, we want you to..."

"You want me to kill him." Garhold said for him, "You want me, a clone who inherits the memories of 18 years old, to kill my younger brother who is full of happy memories of 18 years with me. Are you kidding me?"

"..." Bruce was silent for a long time.

"This is for all human beings. The earth is being integrated by him into a centralized country." Bruce Wayne looked at Garhold, and he said seriously, "Your artificial intelligence has given me a lot, and I also Knowing where you were born, you should know best that such a country will only give birth to greater tragedies."

This time it was Garhold's turn to be silent, he had experienced too much in these few short hours.He couldn't even help laughing out loud.

Bruce Wayne looked at him with some concern, as if he was worried about whether his mental state could withstand such repeated blows.

Galhold smiled. He looked at Bruce with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, "Since my center told you what kind of environment I was born in, did he tell you what happened to that country in the end?"

"..."

"I am the guard of that country. I am their weapon, their war machine. I kill all enemies that stand in the way of the country for them. In the end... I murdered that country." Garhold stood up, He was a little tired, and the urge to cry made his nose unbearably pantothenic.

"During my promotion ceremony, the seven heads of the country with the highest authority presided over the ceremony for me. I bloodbathed my ceremony, killed all those in power, and caused the entire country to fall apart."

"So now, for the sake of great love, I should kill the last of my relatives, just like my sacrifice, right?" Galhold looked at Bruce Wayne, staring quietly into his blue eyes, as if to get out of him There was some guilt in his eyes.

"...I know you can do it," Bruce's lips twitched, and the last thing he could say was, "I'm forever sorry...you and Clark."

"You don't have to blame yourself," Garhold smiled. He looked around, and there were still many people in the tower looking at them. "I will try to communicate with Clark first, if Clark can really listen to me." the words said."

"If he has really become what I hated the most in the past, maybe I will choose to accompany him to end it."

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Explain first(?) so as not to get punched(?)

Not directly jumping 30 years!

Not directly jumping 30 years!

Not directly jumping 30 years!

Here is the line of injustice, but rest assured that the main line is not injustice! ! !

The specific situation can be pinched in the following plot.

All in all, all in all.

Surgery! (?)