Chapter 110 (1/2)
”Down to... What?”
Bruce, vaguely following his granddaughter's advice, descended the ladder and appeared in front of him a religious scene.
Painted windows, lighted candles, white altars, and the sharp knife that suddenly appeared in his own hands.
His clothes changed again into a red hooded robe. Not far away, a short haired woman with no grain of silk was lying on the altar.
Next to him was a group of people with old wigs, which looked like owl court style, but their clothes all had bat marks.
”Do it, Bruce.”
”The bat ceremony is ready!”
”Hurry up, we don't have much time.”
They were urging him, urging him to kill the woman as a sacrifice.
But it was too late. There was a strong explosion somewhere. Everyone was unstable. Some people even fell into the flames.
”It's too late. Babatos is coming!”
People ran past him, toward the ladder, out of the basement.
”No, that woman. I want to save her.”
Under the fire and heat, he approached the altar, and the flame even licked his robe.
However, the woman sat up and looked at him calmly.
”They won't come to save us. They've nailed the door. After I melt in the fire, they'll build a city on my grave, marked as your city. I'll die for you.”
Bruce's red robe suddenly turned into a bat suit. He left his knife. He knew that this beautiful woman was the embodiment of his former girlfriends. They all died for various reasons.
The woman just pulled up a piece of burning cloth to cover up her spring light and smile at Bruce. She looked like a bat in her eyes.
”They think I'm the door, and I'm just a stepping stone that allows you to see out of the window and see you from the outside, babatos sees you.”
Bruce clenched his teeth and closed his eyes: ”no! That's enough
as the book turned over, he found himself and three other ordinary people in bat clothes being chased by the citizens. The mayor of the clown ordered that there should be no taboo this evening!
Anyone can hunt Batman.
At this time, a little girl dressed as a Batwoman said to him, ”we must hide, hide and live a life...
there are lights nearby, and the strong light illuminates the street, and countless Gotham citizens are chasing after him with sharp weapons.
”Damn it! I can kill Batman today
”Yes! It's amazing! ”
A few people in bat clothes around him grabbed Bruce and ran to the dark distance: ”run, what are you waiting for?”
”Yes, we'll be safe in the dark.”
Bruce shook off their hands and watched them disappear into the dark, standing on the street watching the lights approaching.
”No, I won't run away, never again.”
Bruce knew it was all fake, and he had to find a way out.
Turning the page, he returned to the chemical plant. The murderer was caught up by him, but he jumped into the chemical raw material pool with a strange smile.
”Tell me, tell me what you see?”
The melted murderer made a sound out of the green mucus.
”I...”
he suddenly found that the scene had changed, and he had become his grandfather, Alan Wayne, sitting on a tall building in Gotham, looking at the city through a telescope.