"Do you really have some kind of obsession with cloaks?"

Leo stood in the prison cell with his hands on his chest, looking at Bruce Wayne, whose entire body was covered in symbiotes.

The other party's appearance is roughly similar to Batman's, with pointed ears and a pitch-black helmet covering his head, revealing only a pair of deep eyes.

The chest is outlined with a striking bat logo, and a light cloak spreads out behind it, like wings that can be opened at any moment.

The only difference was that the symbiote armor had a metallic sheen faintly compared to the Kevlar-made bat armor.

Make Batman look more majestic and solemn.

Believing him to return to Gotham in this image, those gangsters will surely scream and flee in all directions

But Leo's focus is not on this.

If Batman used to need a cape, it was because it could be used as a parachute, hang glider, and body armor when necessary.

But after changing to the symbiote armor, he obviously didn't need to add that thing.

To be honest, Leo really wanted to ask, isn't he afraid of being caught in the door by wearing a cloak?

Although capes and masks are standard equipment for superheroes.

However, in terms of functionality, it is not very useful.

Even if it is the son of Krypton, Superman, the only function of the red cloak is to be dragged by the enemy during the fight, and then beat him wildly

"It seems that you have no less secrets than I do."

Batman, who was reloaded, even his voice became muffled.

He ignored Leo's boring complaints, and just looked down at his hands.

It was like the palm of the hand wearing the black gauntlet clenched into a fist, and the powerful sense of power surged in the body.

Even if it's Batman, he can't help but be a little in a trance.

The exhilaration, brought by this kind of self-strength, is truly intoxicating.

It is no wonder that many people are tirelessly pursuing so-called power

"It's healing me."

Batman said in a deep voice.

The serious wound on his back healed quickly, and his weak body was filled with strength, as if the whole person was infused with vigorous vitality.

"If you like it, then it's a gift from me."

A faint smile appeared on Leo's face, anyway, the symbiote was under his control, and he could take back the split offspring at any time.

So, it's okay to give Batman one.

The Dark Knight in front of him has always been in a more delicate position in the future Justice League.

Purely in terms of personal combat power, Batman should be the weakest existence in the Justice League.

Compared to Superman, the son of Krypton, Wonder Woman of Paradise Island, Aquaman of Atlantis, and The Flash and others.

A mortal Batman, no matter how you look at it, is the least threatening person.

But

If you think about it from the above normal logic, and regard Batman as the weak point of the Justice League, the end will definitely not be much better.

's own money ability, coupled with the aura of the protagonist of the screenwriter's father, made Batman once single-handedly press the entire Justice League to the ground and rub it.

And similar incredible records abound

Unlike Iron Man on the set next door, the armor made by everyone is beaten.

In the future, Batman will create various anti-hero armor, from Darkseid and Superman, to the Justice League and a group of heroic villains.

So when it wasn't necessary, Leo didn't want to be in a hostile state with this kind of guy who could be hung up at any time.

And considering the clash of ideas on both sides, they may sooner or later be on opposite sides.

Therefore, it is also necessary to have a backup plan in advance.

If Batman is willing to accept symbiotes, that's a good thing.

"Thank you for your kindness, Leo. But I don't want to rely on this kind of thing, because the power of power will make people forget their fears and lose their awe."

Batman hesitated for a moment, then shook his head in refusal.

He walked out of his cell without stopping, and the symbiote healed his skewed back.

At the same time, it is also like a stimulant, dispelling the previous fragility and confusion.

After half a month, Batman finally experienced the feeling of being down-to-earth.

He stood at the entrance to the underground prison, looking up at the warm sunlight cast above.

With the force under his feet, his knees bent slightly, and then he suddenly straightened like a bowstring.

The pitch-black figure, like a giant bat flying in the sky, obscured the entire prison exit on the road to freedom

"Are you so anxious?"

Leo pursed his lips helplessly, remembering Amanda Waller's urgent urging these days, as well as the thunderous outbursts of the White House and the Pentagon.

He couldn't help but smile meaningfully, it was time to perform real technique.

The so-called savior often only shines at the last moment

Gotham, Iceberg Restaurant.

The penguin man pushed the monocle on the bridge of his nose and propped his hands on the long-handled umbrella that never left his body.

The pale face of the slightly gloomy owl stared at the world outside the window.

Raindrops hit the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, splashing a tiny mist, and the city has never been quieter.

It's like a cold island in the middle of a vast ocean

In fact, Gotham now does fit this metaphor.

The bridge to the outside world was blown up by Bane, and the sky train that surrounded the city had long been controlled by mercenaries.

The city was already an isolated island, and despite repeated attempts by the White House and the Pentagon, the threat of a nuclear bomb did not dare to act.

The lives of 12 million Gotham citizens, no one wants to be saddled with this black cauldron that is enough to kill anyone

"Did you find Gordon?"

Hearing the sound of a door pushing behind him, the penguin man Copot asked coldly.

He looked at the gloomy face reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window, and thought that he would have to meet the other gang leaders later.

The penguin people couldn't help but take a deep breath and adjust their emotions.

The rabble who have not done enough to do more than have failed

Cobott snorted coldly in his heart, gradually reining in the dissatisfaction on his face.

The owner of the Iceberg Restaurant, the big man who controls the Gotham Underworld, turned to look at his men standing in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze, holding a long-handled umbrella.

"James Gordon and a portion of the surviving cops, who are hiding in the Gotham University library, are trying to rescue the cops who are trapped underground."

The subordinates told their boss the news they heard, 1510.

"Harvey Dent and other city officials, hiding in the underground garage of the Wayne Group, a lot of gangs are hunting them down, Gotham is now in the era of our power, these guys will definitely end worse than death"

The penguin man was silent, his eyes rolling a few times, as if in thought.

Today's Gotham, except for Bane and his mercenaries, and a bunch of anarchist fanatics.

It's the gangsters who really rule this borderless city

After Batman disappeared, they got their wish and became the masters of Gotham.

Without the Gotham Police Department, without the City Hall and the prosecutors, the whole city is left to the gangsters.

The rich and famous were driven into the slums and even sat on the bench of the courts set up by the gangs.

Either they were used as a tool for humiliation and fun, or they were exiled to the island of Naha and the old town.

"Contact Gordon first, I can give him some help."

The penguin man gave a surprise to his men.

"Mr. Copote, we'll do this if Bane and the rest of the gang know."

"Then keep it secretive so you don't get discovered"

Penguin Copote impatiently interrupted his men, pushed down the monocle, and said in a deep voice: "The gangsters are only in power for a while, do you think Gotham will stay like this for a long time"

"Bane is just using us, like I wanted to use him in the first place to get rid of Batman"

"That mercenary burned down Wayne Manor, wiped out the police and the city hall, and created a bunch of anarchist maniacs, with a nuclear bomb in his hand, you think he did all this just to get Gotham into our hands"

Copote, the penguin, sighed, he didn't expect things to get out of his hand.

Bane is like a beast, and he doesn't have the ability to tame the other

So, everything is running out of control.

"He wants to destroy the city completely, and then we will lose our last home, and the short-sighted fools who think that Gotham is heaven now, but they don't know that they are about to be dragged into hell"