Chapter 3612: Injustice League (Part 12)

Cyborg got the spaceship blueprints, but these blueprints were very complex, basically only Batman could understand them. This was the main reason Superman brought him onto the spaceship. His and Wonder Woman's ability to read professional blueprints and spatial sense were completely incomparable to Batman's, so they could only count on him.

In addition, they also brought along the Green Lantern of their universe, because they had already determined that Green Lantern energy could interfere with the collection engine. When Brainiac tried to use the same means to collect Miami, the four of them used the same means to get onto the spaceship.

However, this time it wasn't as easy as before. Brainiac clearly discovered that they had some method to invade the spaceship, and every node was heavily guarded, with the number of guards more than double.

Batman looked outside the door of the collection laboratory; everywhere he looked was full of robots.

"We really have pissed him off," Batman shook his head and said, "Also, asking a question, where did you find out Brainiac has such a technology?"

"That has nothing to do with you," Superman said.

Batman didn't continue to pursue the question either. He glanced at the formation of the robots outside, and then said: "If there really is such a thing, it must be in an extremely core area. The possibility of rushing in all the way is not high, it's best to find a way to divert them."

"I'll go," Green Lantern said, "I'm very good at defending against energy attacks. I can take away most of them, but the rest will still have to be solved by you yourselves."

Superman and Batman both nodded. Wonder Woman looked like she still wanted to say something, but Superman glared at her, and she shut up.

Green Lantern flew out. The alarm outside the door rang deafeningly, and even this entire level began to vibrate slightly. Countless robots swarmed toward Green Lantern's direction.

Taking this opportunity, Superman's group headed toward the core area.

With the map, they almost wouldn't take the wrong path. Batman led them through the intricate spaceship. What could be felt was that the closer they got to the central area, the more precise the various equipment became, and the more complex the structure.

The time between their two consecutive invasions was too short, and Brainiac didn't have time to produce more robots. The limited robots were all sent to the periphery for defense, so instead, the closer they got to the core area, the fewer robots there were. They even had the mood to chat.

"Have you considered how to do it?" Batman asked, "If they fish Lois back from the time point when she was killed, she's still pregnant. Are you sure she can handle such a big shock?"

"That's none of your business!" Superman said through gritted teeth, "She is different from you, she won't blindly blame me, she will definitely understand me!"

Batman shook his head, putting on an expression of disapproval, but didn't say much more. Superman was so angry at him that he punched the wall again.

"I know you want to force me to admit I was wrong. You are always like this, those who disagree with you are wrong," Superman sneered and said, "To prove this point, you can also be called unscrupulous. It's a pity Lois trusted you so much before she died."

"I am also full of respect for her," Batman said, "Because she is a good person who distinguishes right from wrong."

The group marched all the way and came to the corridor near the central hall. There were more guards here instead. Superman used his heat vision to take out a few, and when the others swarmed over, he and Wonder Woman solved them together.

Batman also took 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 stood by the door and said coldly, "You want to prove you are right? What do you use to prove it?"

Batman remained silent and didn't speak. Superman walked in first. For some reason, Brainiac didn't show up. They thought it was Green Lantern who had lured Brainiac away, but in reality, it was someone else who lured Brainiac away.

A professional team—to be precise, a gang—directly dug a hole under the spaceship, and dug away the engine and the collection laboratory together.

Hal dug, Bruce dismantled, Clark flew fast holding the spoils, as fast as lightning, turning and moving like the wind.

Brainiac was almost steaming with anger, manipulating the escort ship to chase personally, and had no time to pay attention to the few people in the spaceship.

They entered the hall. This was a very spacious space, and in the center of the hall was a huge machine, looking like Brainiac's server.

"It looks like if we directly destroy this place, Brainiac might also..."

"You can't kill him," Batman spoke up, "He has countless backups on the interstellar network. Even if you destroy the server here, he will be reborn in other places."

Superman turned around and narrowed his eyes; he heard Batman deliberately phrasing it this way. He looked at Batman and said: "In your view, eliminating Brainiac is also killing?"

"No, he is just an electronic life."

"He has wisdom just like humans."

"But he has no soul."

"How do you know?"

"I just know. If you have no insight into technology, don't argue with me about these things," Batman inserted a floppy disk into an interface and began to operate.

"Yeah, the Joker also has a soul," Superman said mockingly, "Although that is an ugly, disgusting, bad-to-the-bone soul. You still think I was wrong to kill him."

"I just hope you understand a principle. Violence can only breed violence, and power can only bring more extreme power. If you want to educate a child, you cannot beat or scold him. Otherwise, he will definitely use the way you treat him to deal with everyone in this world."

"Do you really think the Joker can still be saved?" Superman looked at his back and said, his tone revealing disbelief.

"Whether there is salvation or not doesn't have a constant standard. If you set a line based on subjective standards, those on the line can be saved, and those below the line cannot. Then how do you know your standard is correct? How can you guarantee that those you save are worth saving, and those you don't save are worth abandoning?"

"So you choose to save all?"

"I can only choose this way," Batman's fingertips paused, clearly his mood wasn't calm either, and he said, "When you hold the power of life and death, you must choose to save all, or choose to save none. Only this can guarantee fairness—no one gave me the power to pick and choose humans, and no one gave you, Clark. You are not God, you have no right to do this."

Superman's heart beat a bit fast, 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 matter. Only this matter I did wrong."

Superman gazed at him, his Adam's apple sliding up and down, seemingly having thousands of words, but they were all stuck in his throat and couldn't be said.

"I am willing to pay the price for my mistakes. But why, after you chose to rule humans with power and gave yourself the power to pick and choose the elect like God, did you not choose to abandon me?"

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?!"

Batman didn't say a word, just stood in front of him gazing at him. Superman felt as if he had fallen into the sun, flames devouring his skin.

Superman slowly raised a hand, just like in countless nightmares, just like in countless nightmares, he choked the Joker's throat. He slowly placed his hand on Batman's neck.

"Make a decision," Batman said, "If I die here, you can push everything onto Brainiac, take the things in the floppy disk to reach an agreement with the outsiders, restart Earth, and find back everything you once lost... Say hello to little Kent for me."

Superman's hand 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 then start over, everything would be as if it hadn't happened, everything would...

The scene of the nightmare began to replay in his mind: Lois's mournful cry, the Joker's loud laughter, the blood-red sky...

Some blood-red climbed onto his eyeballs. In those blue eyes that were like polar storms, darkness began to spread constantly. The muscle lines bulging on his arms trembled constantly, but his fingers were like being hit by some kind of magic, remaining motionless.

Shhh.

A soft sound.

Superman looked down in disbelief. A long sword pierced through Batman's chest. Another subtle sound of a sharp weapon passing through flesh. The moment the sword was pulled out, blood flowed out gurglingly. The figure in front of him slowly fell down, revealing the face behind.

In the blurred vision of Batman, who was clutching his chest and falling to the ground, Wonder Woman put down the blood-stained long sword in her hand.

Her eyebrows were gentle, her eyes calm. The undulating brow bone and nose bridge were like a compassionate mountain, in the hazy field of vision, as holy as an ancient Greek statue, like a Mother Earth descending to the world.

She looked down at Batman lying on the ground, pitying and gentle as if looking at an infant in swaddling clothes.

This was not the Wonder Woman of their universe. Batman thought almost immediately, he had been deceived, they had been deceived.

Superman was completely frozen.

The heavy smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose. The subtle sound of the heart helplessly beating out the last blood lingered in his ears. Increasingly rapid breathing, increasingly deep pain, increasingly weak pulse...

Something rushed straight to the brain from the heart. With a boom, Superman heard the sound of some barrier shattering.

The emotional shackles Charles had set for him regarding Batman were shattered in an instant. Following that was a landslide and tsunami that no one could resist.

Superman grabbed Wonder Woman's neck abruptly, his fingers tightening instantly. Blood-red burst out from his pupils—he lost his reason like a wild beast.

"No..."

A low call came from behind him. Superman seemed to have heard nothing, his heart filled only with surging murderous intent.

"No!... Don't kill her! Clark... cough cough cough..."

Batman's continuous voice finally pulled Superman back to reality. He turned his head abruptly to look at Batman on one side. Blood flowed helplessly from the wound, his breath was already very weak, but he was still repeating constantly:

"Stop... stop... don't... don't kill her..."

Superman threw Wonder Woman down. He looked at Batman in disbelief, roaring: "She wants to kill you... she wants to kill you!!!"

"Don't... kill her..."

Superman seemed unable to accept all of this, or he was afraid, his lips began to tremble. He seemed like a child who had suddenly seen something he feared, the huge fear making him lose even the instinct to run away, standing in place at a loss.

"Bruce, she wants to kill you, she will kill you. You will die at her hands, do you understand?!" He just repeated helplessly.

Batman, who had lost his last breath, just looked at him with dull eyes.

Superman saw his lip shape.

Again and again.

Millions of times.

Until the last moment of life.

To the Joker, to Wonder Woman, to Superman, to those who had been harmed by violence and finally resorted to violence—

"No."

?? Although I wrote it myself, I still have to say: You Injustice SuperBat are really too twisted!

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