Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 69 Bruce’s Prison (Please collect and read)

Bruce kept his word, and he returned safely to the Batcave.

Aunt May and Jessica wanted to talk to Bruce, but after getting out of the car, Bruce rushed directly into a meditation room he had specially built for himself.

Or better yet, a cage.

When Bruce locked the door firmly, he lay on the ground and gasped for air.

Cold sweat poured down his face like rain.

He was afraid of his behavior at that time, his state at that time, and his emotions were quite unstable.

His mood is not right.

Although for Bruce, he may not have seen more scenes than other bats, but this kind of unstable emotion should not appear on him.

When he came to this world, he could already feel that he was maintaining a rational brain at all times.

However, today it seems that all reason is controlled by emotions.

"You're just too tired." Thomas' voice sounded.

He wanted Bruce to get some rest.

Although for bats, they never think about resting.

But there are more or less breaks.

What about Bruce now?

From the time he came to this world, he basically didn't have a few days to rest well, and he didn't even give Bruce a chance to develop well.

Things come one after the other.

Thomas felt that what he had experienced was much simpler than Bruce's now.

"No!" Bruce refuted Thomas' words.

He can clearly know his physical condition.

Similarly, he can clearly understand his own psychological state.

He is far from that limit.

This time, Bruce's consciousness directly entered the cage space in his own consciousness.

Thomas stood in front of the cell door and looked at Bruce worriedly.

The Red Death was surprisingly calm.

There was no movement.

Bruce ignored the meaning of the Red Death, he just continued to observe the various cages, because he knew very well that this situation could not be caused by the Red Death.

He stopped in front of a cell.

Bruce looked up at the dark space in the cell.

Then the only reason that can explain why he can't control his emotions is in this cell.

A pair of eyes glowing red suddenly appeared in the cell.

Those eyes met Bruce's.

Strong, no, it can already be said that the figure of a little giant slowly walked out from the depths of the cell.

The gray-white exoskeleton is mixed with bones like barbs, and the monster-like face is covered with black exoskeleton spurs.

If it weren't for the chest, it could barely be seen as the logo of a bat. Perhaps no one would believe that this is Batman now.

He is indeed Batman, but it might be more appropriate to call him the Ravager.

"Ah-"

A sound like a boiler boiling came from the mouth of this big man.

Emerald-like green gas surrounded his head.

Obviously, the guy at the beginning probably wanted to use this thing to stimulate Bruce.

However, the existence of the prison made it impossible for him to do this.

"Why don't you just act? What are you waiting for? Waiting for them to kill everyone and destroy everything in this world?"

The rapist in the prison glared at Bruce outside.

Obviously this Bruce has the power to easily overthrow everything in this world and the ability to completely save the whole world.

But he was still using his mortal body to perform completely ineffective actions.

"Those guys won't listen to you, they only think about the seat under their ass. The meaning of their existence is to make everything we do meaningless."

When the Ravager spoke, his figure slowly retracted. Now he is exactly the same as Bruce.

It's just that he doesn't have Bruce's bat costume.

"Kill them, and you will be able to have a brand new world, a world without any evil!"

At this time, the Red Death also spoke.

"Everything will go the way you want it to go."

Bruce didn't speak yet, he just calmly looked at the rapist in front of him.

"Why, you won't continue a mission that you can never truly complete, will you?" The Destroyer sneered at Bruce for still having such an idea in his mind.

He used to think so too.

Until that unbelievable guy who pretended to be on the earth suddenly slaughtered the entire earth.

He understood that all his ideas were wrong.

What Batman should really do is nip all threats in the bud.

Don't give them a chance to do evil.

At least if he did that, his world wouldn't be in ruins in the end.

And he is the only living person.

"They will."

Bruce spoke.

But that doesn't answer the Ravager's current question.

Instead, he answered what the tormentor said before.

"what?"

Devastator knew what Bruce meant, but he just wanted to know if Bruce would actually believe those idiots.

"They will." Bruce's eyes were filled with determination.

"I can go and talk to him once, then I can talk to him twice."

"But back then, everything wouldn't be the way it is now."

When Bruce said these words, the Destroyer no longer maintained his human form, and once again transformed into the person who killed the superman of his own world.

A heavy fist hit the prison door.

However, nothing happened.

The prison door was still as stable as before, without any deformation.

The ravager did not give up. The red light in his eyes turned into laser and struck the prison door.

But, everything is just in vain.

The thermal vision that can tear apart everything didn't even turn the current prison door red.

Bruce didn't look at the ravager anymore, turned around and walked outside.

When Bruce passed by the prison of the Red Death.

The red god of death said such a sentence to the bat.

"We're all the same."

Bruce paused, but said nothing to the Red Death.

"Remember! You'll come back and beg me one day!!" the Ravager growled loudly.

The voice echoed in the prison, but there was no response.

Bruce has left.

"what!!!"

Only the sound of the ravager roaring wildly remained.

Outside the thinking world, Aunt May was gently knocking on the door of Bruce's prison.

"Bruce! Bruce!" Aunt May was a little worried. She had no way of knowing what Bruce had gone through.

But locking yourself up as soon as you come back is definitely not a good thing.

Just like her nephew, he would never tell her if something dangerous was about to happen.

The problem is, she can always see it on TV.

That's when things tend to get even more worrying.

"Child, don't be afraid. No matter what happens, we will get through it." Aunt Mei did not knock on the door again, but spoke softly inside.

She believed Bruce could hear her own voice.

"It will all pass."

"I'll be here with you."

Aunt Mei's voice gradually died down.

Bruce knew she wasn't leaving.

Bruce in prison had already broken away from his own struggling state.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his emotions.

He needed to be in the right mood to go out and meet them.