[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Nightingale

Doctor Strange's voice reached Bruce Wayne's ears through the secret method.

In Nightingale's ears, except for the sound of the wind colliding with the energy field, the man on the other side didn't say anything.

At first, she still had the strength to guess what emotions were hidden under Batman's calm face, but the other party's eyes suddenly froze, and he opened his heart without any scruples, and he was bound to become the carrier of [source] to compete with her.

That part of the soul that belongs to the Dark Knight...

Manors, theaters, alleys, gunshots, pearl necklaces.

The black-haired boy, adopted son, crowbar, oil paint, Joker's wildly smiling face.

Stove, Robin, Dirty Nanting, Cookies.

……

Nightingale saw many things that should be seen and should not be seen.

She had no doubt that the other party had also seen her.

Because at the same moment, an extremely complicated expression finally appeared on the man's face.

"Look," she said in her head, and she was sure he could hear, "I'm not like her."

The difference between Nightingale and Nightingale Wayne is not just the memory, the latter seldom experienced the pain of life and death and the absurd jokes for no reason in his life, just like a plant that grows between excessive sunshine and just right wind and rain. A tough plant that grows underneath.

Of course Nightingale wasn't jealous of her.

Nightingale finally knew that without those Satanic tricks, she could also shed the dark and sticky sludge of Gotham and climb to such a bright peak.

But it doesn't really matter, today is a typical cloudy day in Gotham, she stands on the heights of Gotham, making herself bright.

She can restore all misfortunes, and make all darkness and conspiracy hidden under the gilded light. She wants everyone she cares about to walk quietly on the road of hope in the distance. She wants Gotham Every speck of dust is at her mercy...

Yes, follow her, no one can stop her.

Bruce was silent.

He was forced to hear her every word clearly, and saw the strong and hurtful paranoia in her eyes from the inside to the outside. Those cobalt blue eyes that were once too transparent can no longer be seen clearly.

He could feel that as his strength grew, his emotions seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, and this terrible state had followed Nightingale for a full ten years.

If this continues, she will disappear, and she will not be unaware of this.

"Where are you going to put them like this?" He suddenly stretched out his free hand to cover her empty eyes, "If it's Nan Ting, if she does this, I will hate myself."

Just as the coffer once carefully guarded its treasures, the outer layer of old leather endured the sharpening of the sword, and the surrounding metal binding resisted the hammering of the fire.

However, the treasure in its bosom, in order to prevent the greedy peeping of the coveter, was shattered into pieces that could never be put back together in the bosom of the casket.

...This is the most gentle and deadly cut from the closest person.

"What's the difference between that and holding their hand and stabbing a dagger into your own heart?"

This deep, heavy bond, like Bruce Wayne's past, freezes Nightingale's continued hostility and predatory obsessions.

She felt as if she was being pulled into two parts by the opponent's ability snatching.

One is the sane self who has been sane for ten years, and the other is Nightingale who quietly emerged after the previous self was cut apart.

The latter was evoked by Bruce Wayne's intruding thinking power-when the golden beams built a chain bridge with each other, they were not only competing for power, but also eroding each other's spirits.

Bruce was not only trying to evoke the memory in Nightingale's mind, but also trying to send to her mind the image of what Posy and Alger had said to him in private, which Nightingale Wayne didn't know.

"That stinky little bird of ours." This is Alger with the wound hidden under his long sleeves. When he faces Bruce Wayne who pretends not to smell the hidden bloody smell, his attitude is usually mixed with scrutiny He restrained his temper, "Don't look at her as an independent father who can do everything by herself, in fact, she is the one who needs to be "needed" the most."

"Girls always have their own secrets when they grow up." This is after Nightingale Wayne rarely made a face to Bruce Wayne's overly provocative female companion at a dinner party, and took her in who was sleeping at the moment What Percy said to Wayne who came to pick him up.

Percy was usually sick and gentle, but that time his lips were tense like a bowstring because of his bad mood, and he looked at their benefactor, friend, and half of their relatives: "But this is not the reason why we don't explore, Mr. Wayne. Nanting is like a bird that only sings at night, her mind is hidden deep, and we need to correct her paranoia before she does anything irreparable."

"Hey, let me tell you." This is Tony wearing a steel battle suit. They completely exchanged their identities during a certain battle to save the earth, "Did that little girl in your family know who you are? Ang ?”

I was a little confused again: "Are you planning to produce another Batwoman?"

And he just told Tony: "No, she can have a brighter choice."

There are more people and more images, Alfred, Lucius, even Shelley.

"It seems to like you very much." On the way back from the dinner, Bruce Wayne in the car tore off his tie with a bunch of lipstick marks, and looked into a small alley in the Upper West Side, where there seemed to be a big docile dog squatting in the shadows However, the pupils are sharp like dogs don't have.

"That should be the white wolf?" Nightingale Wayne also turned to the window, his voice hesitated, "I haven't seen it, but...it feels very kind."

……

Nightingale opened her eyes slightly.

In Bruce's memory, there are many things she has seen and many things she has not noticed, but no matter whether she has seen or not seen, now she is forced to open the "emotional" floodgate under the energy hedge, and she suddenly feels a little uncomfortable. bear.

Too much emotional awareness rushed into her brain, which made a small gap in her originally perfect defense at this moment.

"It's now!" The Supreme Mage shouted behind Batman, and the Eye of Agamotto was finally unrestricted, letting go of the emerald green halo unscrupulously.

The time of the whole world froze for a moment.

Bruce quickly seized this opportunity, the power that was completely unfamiliar before today but has become like an arm at this moment surged out from his blood vessels, meridians, and fingertips...

He didn't turn his power into a sharp sword light, but let it invade and envelop the gap that was opened when Nightingale lost his mind.

He turned this complete power into a film of light, into countless densely packed fish-scale-like mail armor, and pressed it down hard towards the inside.

Nightingale, who quickly realized this change, froze, and controlled her [source] to expand outward.

As if the initial process of nuclear fusion...

The light cocoon surrounding Nightingale and Batman suddenly shrank sharply, and then suddenly expanded sharply.

This whole process is silent and shocking.

The sky of Gotham, which is invisible to ordinary people, is full of wind and clouds. The shrinking light cocoon seems to absorb the clouds, and the enlarged light film blows the wind that spreads outward.

The two gradually revealed their figures, and above them, the perennially gloomy Gotham sky also forcibly leaked the high and far sky.

……

In the ward of Gotham Hospital, Nightingale Wayne's face was full of uneasiness. She stared at the sky without any abnormality. It was empty and there was nothing, but her intuition made her very unable to let go.

For a while, she wondered why Bruce hadn't come back, and for a while, she wondered why she called Mr. Wayne "Bruce", and for a while, she felt that she should be in a hidden alley in Gotham, surrounded by golden and green vines. A bar of dark blue birds.

She was ecstatic at the sudden recovery of Percy's body and devastated at "seeing" Percy lying lifeless in the egg-shaped capsule.

Posy, who was lying on the hospital bed to be examined by countless experts and doctors, came to her at some point, and together with her, he looked up at the sky where there was nothing, and there was a bit of painful dazedness in his jade-like eyes. .

……

boom--!

The turbulent wind and waves circled in the mirror space, blowing the cloak behind Strange's back to continuously bulge and fall.

boom----!

The fight, suppression, and game between [Source] and [Source] stirred up the origin of this world.

Nightingale and Batman, they are like the helmsman of the same sailboat, sailing on a straight course, the rough waves are about to smash their decks.

One of them wants to sail to a distant continent-the ship may break up halfway; the other wants to sail directly to Bermuda, where no one knows its true face-the possibility of life and death is immeasurable.

Doctor Strange felt that he was about to be driven crazy by the huge lottery.

Not only did he have to make great efforts to maintain the mirror space, but he also had to tense his nerves all the time to ensure that if Nightingale won, how would he be able to restore the collapse of the universe...

To be honest, talking to Arkham is not so tiring. Maybe he can go to Arkham to relax after this matter is over-provided that the universe can still develop smoothly.

Why are they still at a stalemate...God, if this continues, his mana will not be enough... so he can last for another half a round...

Doctor Strange, who was having fun in pain, was covered in sweat, and the sweat-stained magic floating cloak hanging around his neck was shaking like chaff in disgust.

Then, it suddenly patted Strange's butt with the hem of his clothes, and pointed down with the hem of his clothes before he got angry.

The bearded man lowered his head and saw the girl and the black-haired young man who opened the window outside the mirrored space below.

"Wayne! I'll give you a chance and you hold on!" He passed the sound transmission, and suddenly removed the mirror image.

There was a "stinging" sound of glass breaking.

There was a small crack at first, and then spider web-like lines spread in all directions in a few seconds.

Nightingale Wayne looked solemnly at the sky that suddenly shattered like porcelain, revealing the horrific scene of a hurricane passing through it, and then turned pale the moment he saw Bruce Wayne's black suit clearly.

However, before she could call out his name, Percy, who was protecting her at some point beside her, suddenly uttered a high-pitched voice—he had never yelled anything so eagerly and earnestly when he was ill. .

"Little Nightingale!" he shouted, Qingyue's voice was like a petrel flying with wings, flying to the sky where Nightingale and Batman were entangled, "Go home! Let's go home!"

Nightingale's body paused.

In an instant, the gilt gold from the opposite side came overwhelmingly. Bruce seized this gap and also grasped Nightingale's weakness. He had no nostalgia for this power enough to change the world, and used the source to fight the source, a "suicide" attack.

The light film on the outer ring finally completely suppressed the internal resistance.

It seems that nuclear fusion has finally reached the critical point of explosion, shrinking, shrinking, shrinking...

boom--! ! ! ! !

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