Within Batcave.
The cold light of hundreds of screens was flashing, and the hum of machinery echoed among the rock walls. The thunder that suddenly appeared in the underground base really startled Bruce·Wayne.
The burning handwriting of Holy Flame was reflected in Bruce's violently shaking pupils. However, his body briefly entered a stress response and he calmed down after being tense and alert for a few seconds.
"Kapyrim~Kapyrim~"
The armor on his body was directly removed by Bruce's autonomous release and scattered all over the floor. He straightened his collar.
He rolled up his sleeves and walked towards another sealed cabin again.
With the identity verification unlocked, the sealed cabin slowly opened - there was still a bright golden Speed Force inside. Batman, who never gave up easily, unsealed his spare Speed Force.
He does not have Super Speed, but he still has the peak physical fitness of the human body. However, even though he has already used his body to protect Speed Force at the first time, he ran towards a certain instrument in Batcave.
"Boom!"
But this behavior obviously failed to prevent a certain kind of special gaze.
It was as if something had completely focused on him, and thunder appeared out of thin air again. At this moment, the entire Batcave defense system was fully powered on.
The energy barrier formed visible blue ripples in the air, and even the air was slightly distorted by static electricity. However, the thunder still broke through all the protective measures activated by Bruce and fell straight into his arms. All protective measures were torn to pieces like pieces of paper, and the shock wave knocked Bruce to the ground.
His back hit the console hard.
"Bang~"
Of course, the container exploded into powder again, and all the Speed Force stored in it still escaped, dissipating into fine golden light spots in the air.
"Hmm~"
After being struck by white lightning, even Bruce himself felt a severe pain that touched his soul, far exceeding any physical trauma. He, who has always been very tolerant of pain, couldn't help but groan. He moved his fingers that were numbed by the electric shock, and looked at the ground with a hoarse voice but firmness.
"This only aggravates my curiosity."
Bruce's eyes reflected familiar handwriting.
[Second warning]
There were still the remaining words of Holy Flame burning on the ground, with a strange holy white light glowing on the edge, which was extremely eye-catching. In this regard, Bruce did not even show any surprise.
He just stood up and looked at his painful but unharmed body - the third one, the fourth one, airlifted by drone, and transported from the ground by a mechanical pangolin.
Spare Speed Force's spare, spare Speed Force's spare, five or six Speed Force were successively transported by Bruce in different ways, in an attempt to transport them to his machine that could see the past with the help of Speed Force.
However.
Without exception.
Thunder will always appear at the first time, destroying Speed Force that are no longer within his field of vision or even his body - one by one, and when Bruce returns to Batcave.
All he saw was a broken container.
Even though Bruce did not take any further actions this time, he still saw white thunder and lightning appearing out of thin air, with unparalleled power and shock. In an instant, the entire Batcave was illuminated as bright as day, and then, a deafening loud noise echoed in the cave, as if it was about to collapse the entire cave.
Three machines that could be used to use Speed Force were instantly turned into a pile of scrap metal under the attack of this thunder. Thick smoke billowed out, and a pungent burnt smell filled the air.
[This is the final warning!!]
On the ground, Holy Flame is burning.
The white flame exudes a warm but not dazzling light.
It seems to have the power to purify everything.
At first.
The flames were just dots scattered on the Batcave ground, like twinkling stars in the night sky. But soon, these light spots began to gather and expand, gradually forming a continuous sea of fire.
The being in the dark seemed to be irritated.
"Hmm."
Watching this scene expressionlessly.
Bruce took out a monitoring device - and sure enough, the Speed Force reserve bases he had hidden in five other different locations, as well as six machines capable of using Speed Force, were all destroyed at the same time.
At the same time.
Under the gaze of Bruce, who raised his head.
Those burning flames did not burn down the entire Batcave, but regrouped at a rapid speed. English, Chinese, Spanish, Arabic, French, Russian, and even Indian.
Line after line of Holy Flame words rose out of thin air on the broad ground. They all used different languages, covering almost all the languages known on the earth.
However.
They all express the same meaning.
[This is really the final warning!]
Obviously.
Bruce's behavior may have caused the existence in the dark to have the illusion that Bruce cannot understand English, making this high-level snoop somewhat less confident in his English proficiency.
"Heh."
Bruce sneered.
He put the portable suitcase in his hand on the table, took out a crystal ball that shone with magic luster, and put it directly into a weird machine with a strange shape.
[Verification passed, computing core has been discovered]
The mechanical female voice echoed in the empty cave.
"Start simulation."
Bruce obviously changed his strategy.
Relying on his rich knowledge and outstanding wisdom, he prepared to use his magical collection and special computer to try to simulate the day of Superman Clark at that special time. His fingers were beating rapidly on the keyboard, inputting various complex instructions, and his face reflected by the blue screen light was focused and serious.
"Expansion~"
The computer's sudden power outage and explosion were predicted by Bruce.
Immediately afterwards.
"Huh~"
Bruce Suddenly there was a sound of flapping wings in his ears.
This sound seemed particularly abrupt and loud in the silence of Batcave. Unsurprisingly, he turned his head and saw a figure slowly walking out of the darkness.
This is actually the purpose of Bruce's perseverance.
"Bruce·Wayne, you can't read, right? It's endless, right? If your brain is sick, I suggest you lock yourself in your beloved Arkham."
The figure walking out of the darkness has slightly darker skin and is Black Angel with a stronger figure. Angels is wearing a black robe, which flutters in the wind like a black flame.
It contrasts with the dark wings behind him. Angels's wings are spread out. Although they are dark, they also exude a kind of sacred light, giving people a terrifying and oppressive force that they dare not look directly at.
"Eldest Son of God, Amenadiel, it seems that I have found the right direction." Bruce seems to have done his homework a long time ago,
I was not shocked by the sudden arrival of Angels.
He had obviously realized that something like this would happen, and even called the other party's name in a deep voice.
"You think you are very smart, don't you? Bruce·Wayne, do you think you can be smarter than us?" Angels Amenadiel poked his temple hard.
His voice was full of annoyance and helplessness, "Bruce·Wayne, you shouldn't try to pry into things you shouldn't know. That's not a good thing for you or the world."
Amenadiel took a few steps forward and stood in the middle of Batcave. Every step left burning footprints, and his golden pupils were full of serious emotions.
Bruce quietly swept the wings behind Angels.
"I cannot sit idly by and ignore unknown threats. If there is something I should know, I must find out." Bruce looked directly at the most advanced being in the world in front of him.
Have no fear.
"This is you, right? You are suffering from severe persecution paranoia, thinking that the world cannot function without you? Will it be Destruction?"
If you were really that smart you would have realized why I stopped you."
"Continue your investigation, and you will become a help to the world of Destruction!"
Angels Amenadiel's tone was a stern warning, his wings suddenly spread out, and a strong wind suddenly arose in the cave, extinguishing the remaining Holy Flame on the ground and the damaged machines.
"If it's so important, why don't you kill me to stop me." Bruce was not frightened, but put his hands behind his back and quietly pressed the start button that he had hidden.
At the same time.
The instrument placed in a mysterious area slowly lights up.
[The data is being scanned and entered and belongs to the created file - Angels.]
[New information is being entered]
[The scanning record is unnoticed and generates judgment information. Angels will lose its ability to be omniscient after leaving Heaven.] This mysterious instrument is operating crazily.
Bruce inside Batcave behaves as if nothing happened.
"Don't ask questions knowingly."
Angels Amenadiel stared at the man in front of him, "If you weren't still important to us, believe me, your choice will definitely make you pay a heavy price."
His voice was full of helplessness, "Do you think you can control everything? You are just a mortal, and there are some powers that you cannot understand and control."
"Just like there is information you really shouldn't know - you think this is just about Superman and his children? Any observation you make of that day will tear at the fabric of our reality." Angels Amenadiel knew he had to tell Bruce of the seriousness, otherwise he would not be able to convince the man with words alone.
"So, what exactly happened that day, and what does it have to do with Ian·Kent's life experience?" Bruce frowned. He actually realized that things were more complicated than he imagined.
"What makes a Angels so scared?"
He is obviously analyzing Amenadiel.
"Damn Batman!"
Amenadiel gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.
"I can't tell you anything, and you don't need to try to find out the answer from Superman. No one in this world can answer your question."
"You just need to remember that if you don't want something to happen that neither you nor I want to see happen, then put away your curiosity." Angels Amenadiel After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait."
Bruce called out this Angels. The operation he performed destroyed a lot of equipment, including treasured trump cards, and it was not just to verify his conjectures.
"How about making a deal? You answer me a question and I give up on finding the truth about this matter." Bruce's voice was unusually low, carrying an extremely rare emotion.
Angels Amenadiel There is no looking back.
"I know what you are going to ask, and you also know what I will answer you - Bruce, Heaven, the king who cannot bear Gotham, you already know where he will go."
The steps towards the door did not slow down,
"Hmm."
Batman's expression showed no emotion. In fact, this was definitely not the worst answer. After all, he read another message from Angels's language - he asked two people one by one, and Angels only gave him one answer.
"Remember, you really don't want to continue exploring."
Angels Amenadiel stopped in front of the gate. He knew that once Bruce·Wayne decided on something, it would be difficult to change it, so he really hoped that the other party would understand the seriousness of this matter.
After all.
If Bruce continues, the consequences will be disastrous. After pondering for a moment, Angels Amenadiel finally decided to reveal some information he could to Batman.
"Bruce, there are some truths that even our Lord is choosing to forget." He spoke in a voice that only he and Bruce could hear. He turned his head and took a deep look at Bruce again.
Immediately.
"Huh, it's that kind of movement again.
Appears with the sound of flapping wings.
Just the blink of an eye.
The door is not open.
But the figure of Angels Amenadiel has disappeared from the world.
Batcave returned to silence, with only the hum of the terminal's operation echoing. Bruce turned to look at the device that had regained power, and his fingertips hovered on the keyboard for a long time.
Eventually.
Still pressed the delete button on the [Ian·Kent] file.
Computers one after another were shut down.
Batcave was completely silent.
The air was still filled with the smell of ozone and burnt metal, and the ground was littered with the remains of equipment that had been shattered by lightning. The glass fragments that had previously held Speed Force's ears made a tiny smashing sound on the soles of Bruce's boots.
"Alfred."
he called softly.
The sound echoed faintly in the empty cave.
"I'm here, sir."
The old housekeeper's voice immediately came from the communicator.
"Damian's plane" Bruce said, his eyes still stuck on the black screen, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, "When will it arrive?"
He just asked in a normal tone.
"It has been arranged. We will arrive at Gotham in thirty minutes." Alfred answered on the other end. There were passers-by in the background, as if he was walking on the street.
Bruce was silent for two seconds.
"I need some free time to think, so I will drive the pick-up vehicle." He made the arrangement, and after hesitating for a moment, he gave the order.
"You need to make arrangements during this period to withdraw the surveillance and recording personnel from the Kent Family's three sons' schools." Bruce's eyes scanned the entire bat cave.
"You have lowered your interest in Kent's family?"
Alfred's voice sounded a little surprised.
"No."
Bruce began to change his clothes.
"Quite the opposite is true."
He sprayed some perfume on himself after changing into a suit.
"I need to pay more attention to their family, but from now on, the participants and recorders will be limited to myself." Bruce said in a deep voice.
This is a decision made after careful consideration.
The information Angels Amenadiel revealed is too shocking.
Just to be on the safe side.
He decided to give his brain a little strength.