Chapter 70: Batman: Fear Walks With Me

In the live broadcast room, the audience posted barrages one after another, worried about the safety of the real night.

About two seconds passed.

In the dark cavern, there was a sudden light, and the Lotom Illustrated Book provided a faint light source.

"Whew...... I'm fine, it's just a big-mouthed bat, don't worry! ”

Maya came to the camera, and there was a big-mouthed bat licking its big tongue beside him.

Through the light that is not too bright from the illustrated book, the audience vaguely saw the outline of the real night, and there was indeed nothing wrong, and they were relieved.

Maya patted the dirt off her body and leaned against the wall, waiting for her pupils to adjust to the darkness around her.

Although the searchlight is broken, it can still pass with the brightness of the Lotom Illustrated Book after adapting to the darkness.

It's just that after he got used to it, he found that there were supersonic bats and large-mouthed bats hanging in front of him.

As long as you take a step forward, you may be besieged, their attack power is not high, but the strange light in one hand is annoying.

At this time, Lothom received an application for the acceptance of the present world.

Bruce Wayne inside the Batcave knows what Gotham is like at this time with his eyes closed.

Nights covered in fog all year round, endless thunderstorms, huge motorboats floating above the city with searchlights on, and the Wayne Building towering in the center.

That's what Gotham is all about, it hasn't changed.

People are always good at burying madness in the shadows of their hearts.

If you prick up your ears and listen carefully, you can hear the sound that the thunderstorm can't hide.

The child's cry, the cry stopped abruptly; The female voice who moaned weakly, the ** of the violent corpse on the street the next day; freaks who take pleasure in killing; a madman who destroys himself with poison; Psychopathic Doctor .........

It's all about Gotham, it's filthy and rotten to every corner, it's like a big stage, and the weirdos show their sins with Oscar-level acting.

Bruce recalls a conversation with Alfred, the old butler, who wants to let the citizens of Gotham know that the city is not for corrupt officials and criminals, and that his father has failed or even died, but he still wants to try.

This time he didn't do it, he couldn't stop the drugs from being traded by Crane, and the failures in the operation followed, which also made him realize that the equipment was not strong enough, so he returned to the bat cave to think about countermeasures.

Ultrasonic bats and large-mouthed bats will be very good helpers.

Bruce came to the world of Pokémon.

"Here's your Poké Ball."

Bruce has no other advantages, that is, he is rich, and the Poké Balls are all exchanged for sacks and sacks, anyway, they are just numbers, and it is better to be a Pokémon and carry them on his body.

Maynight estimates that all of Gotham's farms have been renamed Wayne Farms.

After receiving the Poké Ball, Bruce looked a little wrong.

At this time, Bruce's eyes were another world.

The cries of children, the sound of guns, the hurried footsteps, the clatter of the lid of the trash can...

Everything is like a symphony of despair, turning madness into notes, spreading unspeakable pain throughout Gotham.

The deepest buried memories welled up in Bruce's mind, and he regretted coming to the Pokémon world with some regrets.

But it's not an opportunity.

A sudden screech filled the room, and the giant bat smashed through the glass.

Time stood still, the bat's hideous fangs, shattered into a piece of glass.

The glass turns into a black curtain, the parents sit next to them, and a bat appears in the opera.

Pitch black and dirty alleys, two huge gunshots, cold corpses, blood slowly flowing...

A giant bat symbol is projected into the night sky, and mortals in bat costumes challenge the entire Chaos City with their bare hands.

The bat became Bruce's eternal nightmare, his fear, and he had to overcome his fear, so he became Batman and became the fear of the criminals.

Bruce, dressed in a bat suit, came back to the alley, two corpses that shouldn't have been there dripping blood, and then dozens of bats flew out of the corpses.

"Supersonic bats...", it is an obvious illusion that there can be no supersonic bats in Gotham.

But Bruce can't break free from it, because he has fallen into his own fear again.

He conquered his fear, but it didn't go away.

It is possible for anyone to overcome their fear, but it is impossible to overcome it, not to destroy it.

Including Batman.

Fear never really disappeared in Bruce's heart, but was suppressed by a firm will, and this illusion and the supersonic bat completely activated the fear that was buried deep in him.

At the end of the day, he's just an ordinary person.

"Has the rich second generation of mental illness exposed its essence?" True Night looked suspiciously at Bruce, who was dancing in the void, and was a little puzzled.

But it doesn't seem to be a big problem.,It's just an overreaction.,It's probably scared by hallucinations or bats.,True night quietly watched.,In case there's something wrong with Bruce.,Change the auspicious egg to treat him.,If it's not cured, send it back.。

Dressed in a bat suit and using those ordinary fists to deal with a group of gun-wielding villains, Bruce's mouth was a little dry when he thought of his previous defeat.

There are more and more supersonic bats in the alleys, and there are some more large-mouthed bats and forked bats.

Somehow, Bruce's body no longer trembled, and he no longer tried to grab the supersonic bat in the air, when the supersonic bat filled the entire alley, completely enveloping him and even gasping for breath.

He let out a low roar like a final sprint.

Maynight was taken aback, Bruce's hallucinations were a little wrong, and he saw Catwoman?

The low roar continued, and Grandpa was long enough.

Despite his fear, Bruce had a firm reason to keep fighting - to light the only candle in the darkness.

When the will in the mind is firm, humanity will be indestructible, and fear will not stop him.

So the ultrasonic bat, which was so dense that it was impossible to breathe, flew higher and higher, higher and higher, until sunlight came through the gaps in the connection.

Just like this rotten city, there will be a glimmer of light in the shadows.

"Be my companion....", Bruce's throat agitated, and a muffled voice sounded.

Bruce conquered fear, became fear, buried fear deep in his heart, and now, he wants to become a companion of fear, walk with fear, and truly face his heart.

Supersonic bats circled around Bruce, and a large-mouthed bat perched on his shoulder.

Gotham is still completely rotten, but with an extra swarm of supersonic bats and an extra Batman.

The waist is no longer bent, the legs are no longer shaking, and the hundreds of supersonic bats are subdued in one breath without panting, saying that they are deliberately subdued, but it is better for those supersonic bats to come up and get into Bruce's Poké Ball by themselves.

Audiences from all worlds always have strange ways to subdue Pokémon.

"It's good to be rich." Maya sighed silently, the cost of raising a few hundred Pokémon is not a small amount.

Bruce was going back, and he quickly asked, "What did you see?" ”

"Fear." Grandpa's voice came from the darkness, and the thugs with guns below will not be deflated, and the chaotic light of the supersonic bats can make their own people burst out of their own people, with this experience, the fear and poison gas of the scarecrow will probably have to be turned into a conscience medicine in the future.

"Why am I'm fine?" after sending Bruce back, Maya wondered.

The trio of Xiao Ju'er, Ma Xiu and Team Rocket should have seen the scene of fear and fell asleep under hypnosis.

He asked himself if his spiritual will could not reach the level of his grandfather, but from entering the point of no return to the present, he had only seen the illusion of multiple choice questions, could it be that what he was afraid of was the difficulty of choice?

At this moment, a short figure emerged from the shadow illuminated by the faint light, and ran into the depths of the cave step by step.