A flash of anger flashed through Alice's tears.

"You...... You're saying that Lord Sarina won't die? She asked anxiously.

"As long as you choose to believe, then she won't die." Ziliang didn't look into her eyes.

"If you can't help her, then you have to choose to believe her, believe unconditionally, you can only believe ......" Ziliang continued, but the second half of the words were very light and did not let anyone hear. It's like just talking to yourself.

"You said before that [sin] is in this plane, right?"

Alice nodded, "Yes, that's what Lord Sarina asked me to tell you. ”

Ziliang was silent for a while: "...... Constantine, go ahead and find that No. 19 Bruce Wayne, I don't want to wait any longer. ”

......

......

......

I'm not going to kill.

This is my credo, my bottom line.

Because I know that there is a grumpy, terrifying, crazy true self hidden inside me, and I am the madman who deserves to be locked up in Arkham Asylum the most. For years, I have used my self-control to imprison the madness in my heart...... If I release it, it will be doomed.

That's why I don't kill people, not because of any conscience, but simply for myself.

I am selfish.

But...... This does not prevent me from paying attention to this concept of 'not killing' to my comrades-in-arms.

They are heroes, and they have bodies beyond mortals. Therefore, they must believe in the 'holy scriptures that do not kill.' It is a moral bottom line under the imperfection of heroism, and if this bottom line is crossed, the behavior of superheroes will no longer be controlled. Some people will use the guise of discounting 'heroes' for personal gain and kill people excessively.

I used to think that such a hero is what the world needs...... But it turned out how naïve I was.

On that day, a nuclear bomb exploded over the metropolis...... I saw that scene through the blood-colored river of firelight.

World...... After all, he betrayed Superman!

Mankind....... Trying to kill him!

Of course, Superman survived the bombardment of that nuclear bomb, however, people apparently did not spare him, he was handcuffed and pushed to court, and he is considered the source of chaos in the world.

At that time, I was sitting in the hearing seat, and I saw for the first time that Superman's strong face was loosened, and he who could not be trapped by thorns and chains, was actually imprisoned by a small pair of handcuffs.

His straight back, which had been stiff for decades, finally collapsed.

Just because of that sentence!

Superman...... Guilty!

At that moment, I couldn't help but feel ridiculous, and at the same time, for the first time, I began to wonder if the bottom line of 'not killing' was really important? For criminals, this can even be said to be a protective umbrella, and because of this, there are people like the clown, who spend their lives in poverty and keep killing. And what does it mean to people, the people we desperately try to protect will end up being the ones who really break us.

At that moment, I began to think, who are we protecting, who should we kill, and who should we kill?

That year...... I am 49 years old.

Superman is sentenced to not be able to leave the Kansas farm for the rest of his life.

Justice League ...... Disband.

.......

I can't remember how many years it was, but I just remember that I had become accustomed to walking with a cane, and that I had mistyped the code to open the Batcave, and that pitch-black cloak was covered with dust.

After the disbandment of the Justice League, the world seems to have really returned to its original state, although crime is still prevalent, but without us, the police seem to be able to maintain order in the world.

Perhaps, it's time for us to retire.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a sense of emptiness and weakness that I had never felt before, and I wanted to talk to someone.

"Alfred, help me book a plane ticket to Kansas."

I said.

......

That day, I was on the outskirts of Kansas, and the air was much cleaner than in Gotham City, with grass, blue skies, cows and sheep, and children frolicking.

And on the farm, the figure who was repairing the tractor.

I walked over and didn't notice me until I was very close.

If it had been before, I guess the first second I was close to him, he would have been able to distinguish my footsteps, and the life on the farm had made him a little sluggish.

He looked up, and I was in the sun, and I saw his face, and the thin sweat on his forehead, and ...... The temples are white.

At that moment, I was stunned.

Clarke...... Originally...... You're going to get old, too.

......

"Young Master......"

"Young Master......?"

A voice echoed in Bruce Wayne's ear, pulling his thoughts back.

Wayne was slightly stunned, only to realize that he seemed to be staring at the video in a daze.

"Hehe...... he involuntarily laughed a few times, then turned his head and picked up the 'coffee' on the side and drank it down.

"Young Master, I know you should have noticed it, but I still want to remind you that your attention is declining, and if you continue like this, you may not be able to hold on......"

Wayne smiled sinisterly.

"What? Can't hold on? Hey, hey, do you remember what I suffered when I was locked up by Bane? ”

Alfred nodded, "He broke your spine." ”

"No, it's not broken, it's my third lumbar vertebra pulled out, and I put on a chain and hang it on the ceiling!" Bruce Wayne said: "I am in great pain every minute and every second, and in that situation, I have been holding on for two months and not dying, do you think that this little pressure can break me now?" ”

Alfred didn't say anything, he looked at his young master's tired and almost bloodshot eyes, and silently picked up the coffee cup.

"Okay young master, if you need anything, please command." So saying, he walked out as usual.

In the darkness, the voice of iniquity rang out.

"Huh...... Your butler seems to be very nice to you. ”

Wayne laughed, "Of course, if I'm destined to kill people all over the world, then he might be saved by me to last." ”

"Hmm...... It's really benevolent and righteous. Sin smiled and said, "So...... How's the assault plan at the hospital? ”

"Hehe, I've already sent someone, count it, it should be almost there by now......"

......

At the same time, as Bruce Wayne put it.

At the door of Ziliang Hospital, a figure has come to the door.

He straightened his collar and ...... Very polite, knocked on the door of the hospital.

(Tickets, tickets, hurry up and hand over the tickets!) ）