PFC Chapter 3623: Injustice Alliance (2)
Chapter 3623: Injustice Alliance (2)
Chapter 3623: Injustice Alliance (XII)
Cyborg got the blueprints of the spacecraft, but the blueprints were very complicated and basically only Batman could understand them. This was the main reason why Superman took him on the spacecraft. He and Wonder Woman were not as good as Batman in reading professional blueprints and spatial sense, so they could only point at him.
In addition, they also brought the Green Lantern of their universe, because they have determined that the Green Lantern energy can interfere with the collection engine. When Brainiac wanted to collect Miami in the same way, the four of them used the same method to get on the spacecraft.
But this time it wasn't as easy as before. Brainiac had obviously discovered that they had some way to invade the spacecraft, so each node was strictly guarded and the number of guards was more than doubled.
Batman looked outside the door of the collectibles lab and saw robots everywhere.
"We've finally pissed him off." Batman shook his head and said, "By the way, where did you know Brainiac had this skill?"
"This is none of your business," said Superman.
Batman did not ask any more questions. He took a look at the formation of robots outside and said, "If there really is such a thing, it must be in a very core area. It is unlikely that they can rush all the way in. It is best to find a way to divert them."
"I'll go," said Green Lantern, "I'm good at defending against energy attacks. I can take most of them, but you'll have to deal with the rest on your own."
Superman and Batman both nodded. Wonder Woman looked like she wanted to say something, but Superman glared at her and she shut up.
Green Lantern flew out. The alarm outside the door was deafening, and even the entire floor began to vibrate slightly. Countless machines swarmed in the direction of Green Lantern.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Superman and his crew headed towards the core area.
With the map, they would hardly go wrong. Batman led them through the intricate spacecraft. It could be felt that the closer they got to the central area, the more sophisticated the equipment and the more complicated the structure.
The two consecutive invasions were too short for Brainiac to produce more robots. The limited robots were all sent to the periphery for defense, so the closer to the core area, the fewer robots there were. They even had the mood to chat.
"Have you thought about what to do?" Batman asked, "If they bring Lois back from the time she was killed, she'll still be pregnant. Are you sure she can handle such a big shock?"
"It's none of your business!" Superman gritted his teeth and said, "She is different from you. She won't just blame me. She will definitely understand me!"
Batman shook his head and made a disapproving expression, but didn't say anything more. Superman was so angry that he punched the wall again.
"I know you want to force me to admit that I was wrong. You are always like this. Anyone who disagrees with you is wrong." Superman snorted coldly and said, "In order to prove this point, you can also be said to be unscrupulous. It's a pity that Louise trusted you so much when she was alive."
"I have great respect for her, too," Batman said, "because she's a good person who knows right from wrong."
The group walked along the corridor near the central hall. There were more guards here. Superman killed a few with his Cyclops, and when the others rushed over, he and Wonder Woman dealt with them together.
Batman did take action, but he really had no way to deal with energy weapons, and a large piece of his cape was burned off.
"Look, this is Batman." Superman said coldly standing at the door, "Do you want to prove that you are right? What do you use to prove it?"
Batman remained silent. Superman went in first. For some reason, Brainiac did not show up. They thought that Green Lantern had led Brainiac there, but in fact, someone else had led Brainiac there.
A professional team - or rather a gang - dug a hole directly under the spacecraft and took away the engine and the collection laboratory.
Hal dug, Bruce dismantled, and Clark flew with the trophy, as fast as lightning and turning like the wind.
Brainiac was so angry that he controlled the frigate and chased after them himself, without paying any attention to the people on the spaceship.
They entered the lobby. It was a very large space with a huge machine in the center that looked like Brainiac's server.
"It seems that if we destroy this place directly, Brainiac might also..."
"You can't kill him." Batman said, "He has countless backups on the interstellar network. Even if you destroy the server here, he will be reborn somewhere else."
Superman turned and narrowed his eyes. He could tell that Batman had said that on purpose. He looked at Batman and said, "Does killing Brainiac also count as killing someone in your opinion?"
"No, he's just an electronic life."
"He has as much intelligence as a human being."
"But he has no soul."
"how do you know?"
"I just know it. If you have no idea about technology, don't argue with me about it." Batman inserted a floppy disk into a port and started operating it.
"Yes, the Joker also has a soul." Superman said sarcastically, "Although it is an ugly, disgusting, and evil soul. You still think it's wrong for me to kill him."
"I just want you to understand one thing. Violence can only breed violence, and power can only lead to more extreme power. If you want to educate a child, you can't just beat or scold him. Otherwise, he will definitely use the way you treat him to deal with everyone in the world."
"Do you really think the Joker can be saved?" Superman said, looking at his back, with disbelief in his tone.
"There is no fixed standard for whether someone can be saved or not. If you use a subjective standard to set a line, then everyone above the line can be saved, and everyone below the line cannot be saved. Then how do you know that your standard is correct? How can you guarantee that those you saved are worth saving, and those you didn't save are worth giving up?"
"So you choose to save them all?"
"This is the only choice I can make." Batman's fingertips paused, and it was obvious that he was not calm. He said, "When you have the power of life and death, you can either save everyone or save no one. This is the only way to ensure fairness - no one has given me the power to choose human beings, and no one has given it to you, Clark. You are not God, you have no right to do this."
Superman's heart was beating a little faster, so he stood up and said, "Then why couldn't you save Lois?"
"I swear I tried my best." Batman took a deep breath, looked at Superman and said, "I have apologized to you countless times for this. This is the only thing I did wrong."
Superman stared at him, his Adam's apple moving up and down. It seemed that he had thousands of words to say, but they were all stuck in his throat and couldn't be uttered.
"I am willing to pay the price for my mistakes. But why, after you chose to rule mankind with force and gave yourself the power to choose voters like God, did you not choose to give up on me?"
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?!"
Batman said nothing, just stood in front of him and stared at him. Superman felt like he had fallen into the sun, the flames eating his skin.
Superman slowly raised one hand, just like in countless nightmares, just like in countless nightmares, when he strangled the Joker's throat. He slowly placed his hand on Batman's neck.
"Make a decision," Batman said. "If I die here, you can blame everything on Brainiac, take the contents of the floppy disk, and make a deal with the outsiders to restart the earth and get back everything you have lost... Say hello to little Kent for me."
Superman's hands began to tremble. Batman's words were like the devil's whisper. Yes, as long as this person was gone, he could forget this terrible experience and start from scratch. Everything would be as if it had never happened. Everything would be...
The nightmare scenes began to replay in his mind: Louise's screams, the clown's laughter, the blood-red sky...
A certain blood color climbed up his eyeballs. In those blue eyes that were like polar storms, darkness began to spread. The raised muscle lines on his arms kept trembling, but his fingers seemed to be under some kind of magic and remained motionless.
laugh.
A soft sound.
Superman looked down in disbelief. A long sword pierced through Batman's chest. There was another subtle sound of a sharp weapon cutting through flesh. The moment the sword was pulled away, blood gushed out. The figure in front of him slowly fell down, revealing the face behind him.
In the blurred vision of Batman who fell to the ground holding his chest, Wonder Woman put down the bloody sword in her hand.
Her eyebrows were gentle and her eyes were calm. Her undulating eyebrows and nose bridge were like a kind mountain. In the hazy vision, she was as holy as an ancient Greek statue, like a mother earth descended to the world.
She looked down at Batman lying on the ground, with pity and tenderness as if she was looking at a baby in a cradle.
This is not the Wonder Woman of their universe. Batman almost immediately realized that he had been deceived, and they had been deceived.
Superman froze completely.
The strong smell of blood lingered in his nose. The subtle sound of the heart pumping out the last of its blood lingered in his ears. The panting became more and more rapid, the pain became deeper and deeper, and the pulse became weaker and weaker...
Something rushed from the heart all the way to the brain. With a bang, Superman heard the sound of some kind of barrier breaking.
The emotional shackles Charles had placed on him regarding Batman were broken in an instant, and what followed was a landslide and tsunami that no one could resist.
Superman grabbed Wonder Woman's neck, his fingers tightened instantly. Blood burst out of his pupils - he lost his mind like a wild animal.
"Do not……"
A low call came from behind him. Superman seemed to be unable to hear anything, and there was only a surging murderous intent in his heart.
"No!...Don't kill her! Clark...cough cough cough..."
Batman's continuous voice finally brought Superman back to reality. He turned his head suddenly to look at Batman on the side. Blood flowed helplessly from the wound. His breath was already very weak, but he kept repeating:
"Stop... Stop it... Don't... Don't kill her..."
Superman threw Wonder Woman down. He looked at Batman in disbelief and roared, "She's going to kill you... She's going to kill you!!!"
"Don't... kill her..."
Superman seemed unable to accept all this, or he was afraid, his lips began to tremble. He was like a child who suddenly saw something he feared, and the great fear made him lose the instinct to run away, standing there at a loss.
"Bruce, she's going to kill you, she will kill you. You're going to die at her hands, do you understand?!" he just repeated helplessly.
Batman, who had lost his last breath, just looked at him with lifeless eyes.
Superman saw his lip movements.
Over and over again.
Thousands and thousands of times.
Until the last moment of life.
To the Joker, to Wonder Woman, to Superman, to all those who have been victims of violence and have ultimately resorted to violence—
"Do not."
Even though I wrote it myself, I still have to say: You, Injustice Batman, are so twisted!