"Solomon Grundy... born on Monday."
The giant zombie muttered:
"Baptized on Tuesday!"
Then his voice gradually rose:
"Married on Wednesday!"
A punch!
Under the force of that unmatched strength, Zombie Bane was sent staggering back three heavy steps. Each time his feet struck the ground, the wet, soft, slippery swamp exploded as though a bomb powerful enough to kill a man had been buried beneath the soil.
"What's going on? How does this big guy have so much strength..."
Solomon Grundy stretched out both arms. Using the gray-white muscles of his arms, which hung past his knees, he pinned down the kicking and punching Zombie Bane and tried to force him backward. But his opponent only staggered once before driving both feet deep into the earth and standing firm.
Grundy pushed twice, but he could not move his opponent at all.
So he said:
"Grundy... feels angry!"
The gray-white giant zombie threw back his head and roared furiously. He wrapped his arms around Zombie Bane's waist. "Solomon Grundy... angry-angry!"
Boom!
The two massive beasts roared and rolled, wrestling in the mud as rotten trees fell one after another. Large numbers of animals infested by The Black gathered around their battle and fearlessly swarmed over Solomon Grundy, yet they could not inflict the slightest injury on the iron-skinned, steel-boned giant zombie.
Zombie Bane waved away the animals, sending them toward Deathshot and Cheshire Cat instead.
"Grundy angry! Angry! An—"
Then he felt himself being grabbed.
The dazed giant zombie stared blankly at Zombie Bane's gray-white eyes.
"Having fun beating me? Now it's my turn."
The next second, Solomon Grundy felt the world spin. Everything turned upside down.
Bang!
He was driven headfirst into the ground. Then Zombie Bane seized his feet and yanked him from the soil like a plow, sending chunks of earth flying high into the air.
The massive, muscular monster straddled Solomon Grundy and smashed his fists into his face again and again. Like a hammer striking a block of iron forged from solid steel, his fists pounded away until the block gradually warped!
Muscle tore and bones snapped. Chen Tao could almost see the broken bone spikes on Zombie Bane's arms poking through his ripped muscles, yet there was not a trace of pain on his face, and not a drop of blood flowed from his wounds.
Soon, Grundy stopped moving.
Zombie Bane rose from the battered body of the gray-white giant zombie and looked toward Chen Tao and the others.
Crack.
Poison Ivy ate the Swamp Thing's tuber. Everyone's attention was drawn to Poison Ivy, who was controlling a giant plant monster and a wooden dragon. No one noticed Chen Tao quietly retreating behind a large tree.
Robin was waiting there. His face still wore an unsettled expression, his right hand holding a grappling gun and his left hand clutching Bane's fallen mask.
"I got it, Batman, but..."
Chen Tao did not continue speaking with Robin. He tightly gripped the few scraps of torn cloth.
[Warning: Anchoring item detected in your possession: Bane's Mask]
[Converted Crisis Energy Units: 103]
[You now possess 143 Crisis Energy Units]
[Warning: Downloading file targeting Batman]
[Bane Bat]
[Danger Level: D+]
Only then did Chen Tao learn that danger levels even had secondary classifications such as pluses and minuses.
[In a certain Dark Multiverse, after suffering a crushing defeat at Bane's hands, Batman decided to become his enemy. He donned his nemesis's mantle and wielded his nemesis's power. He succeeded. In the end, Batman triumphed.]
[However, when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back into you. Wrestle with a dragon for too long, and you will become a dragon yourself.]
[But Bruce, after defeating Bane, had grown accustomed to thinking like Bane. He imitated his nemesis as much as possible, until he lost Batman's sense of self and his bottom line. In the end, he became something like neither of them—neither Bane nor Batman.]
[Would you like to immediately consume 59 Crisis Energy Units to synchronize?]
Chen Tao let out a long breath.
"Synchronize."
[Synchronized: Bane Bat]
[Your current Crisis Energy Units: 84]
"Batman, I don't know what use you have for this thing, but Poison Ivy has no chance of dealing with Bane. She..."
Tim had not finished speaking when he saw Batman silently lower his head.
"Batman?"
Starting from the mask, strands of white cloth fibers began emerging from the tip of Batman's nose. They carried a silvery-white radiance, like dust from a bright full moon fallen into the mortal world.
Bane's iconic white skull mask appeared over Batman's mask, overlapping with his pointed ears. The two became a fusion existing together, no longer distinguishable from each other.
Next, dark green Titan Venom tubes were drawn from the void by silvery-white particles at the back of Batman's neck. The improved venom drug was pushed, surged, roared, and poured eagerly into Batman's body.
His muscles swelled, and his height increased. Tim took half a step back, his voice trembling slightly. "So, Bruce, this is the new power you acquired? Because of that piece of Bane's cloth just now? This isn't scientific."
He lowered his voice. "And I've seen magic before... This isn't magical either!"
A sharp, surging pressure, like a waterfall plunging from the peak of a cliff, crashed over Tim's nerves. It was the instinctive deathly intimidation radiating outward from this body.
A familiar sensation returned—the same threatening presence he had once felt from martial arts master Batman, the same terror of having every martial movement seen through by his opponent.
Tim suddenly remembered that Batman possessed the ability to instill overwhelming fear in others. Even those closest to him could be frightened by him...
Because he was...
Batman, who left people as helpless and powerless as children, unable to resist!
And now—this Batman had gained venom!
Yet it was not over.
Chen Tao let out a long breath.
A dragon.
A dinosaur.
That massive body and those sharp teeth.
Chen Tao imagined it from the bottom of his heart.
A vehicle.
An off-road vehicle, a monster truck.
It had enormous tires, liquid-nitrogen jets, and sharp steel spikes jutting from the tires.
Every detail appeared perfectly clear in his mind, just like the moon reflected in a well.
First came his legs. His feet curled and twisted, transforming unnaturally into rubber.
The green, scaly skin of a dinosaur began to emerge on his left arm, then spread to his palm. Sharp claws pierced through the pointed ends of the gloves only Bane would wear.
Chen Tao opened his mouth. His cheeks gradually stretched longer, while his mask and pointed bat cowl lengthened with them, covering the upper half of his face and exposing his exaggerated jawline.
Sharp fangs grew out, while the canister on his back gurgled as it supplied the venom.
Under Tim's gaze, with his heart nearly stopping, a gigantic green Bane dinosaur stood seven or eight meters tall, its entire body knotted with muscle, and roared at the sky. It spun the rubber tires that had replaced its feet, swung its tail, and crushed several towering trees. Then it turned, lifted both wheels, and kicked up a fierce gale. Wrapped in wind and clouds, it charged toward the battlefield at lightning speed!
Thanks to the great reader Magical Night Book for the 200 Qidian coins reward!
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