"Seven hundred years, do you know how many methods I've used? But it doesn't work in the slightest, and there are many people who are as confident as you. But when they came into contact with my spirit, they just broke down. Why do you think you can do it? ”

"Those people don't really understand what's going on with you. They always think that you are controlled by some alien spirit. But in fact, you think too highly of yourself. A dragon doesn't spend energy specifically controlling an ant. For the Three Palaces Demon, perhaps this earth is a dispensable stone. Do you think he'll notice a microorganism on the rock? ”

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"No one controls you. There is no other thought in your spiritual world. You're just infected. The more powerful the organism, the more aggressive its nature becomes. Whether it's genetically or spiritually. Because there is too much difference in the life level between each other, you were invaded when you first came into contact with that wisp of the breath of the Three Palaces Demon. He's eroding you from multiple aspects of the spirit and **. ”

"Can you fix that, then?"

"It's theoretically impossible to solve. Again, there are too many differences in the levels of life, and the difference in essence is immeasurable. But fortunately, judging from the indescribable distance between the Three Palace Demons and us, there is still a glimmer of life. ”

"How?"

"Hehe, let's not mention this first. There are two ways to avoid erosion. One is to kill the other party. You don't have to think about this, the other is to strengthen yourself. It's still possible. ”

"I'm already the strongest human being, and I can't master any supernatural abilities."

"That's because the breath of the Three Palaces Demon repels other energies. I do have ways to make you stronger. But that comes at a cost. Do you feel like you've gotten to the point where you can accept any conditions? ”

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing is free, and if you want to be strong, you have to pay a price. You've got some time to think about it. I'll know when you make up your mind. ”

The chaos in Gotham City continues. A guy with a garbage hood made of torn linen is using a light spray to send some weird gases around. All those who smelled it had a horrified face, as if they had seen something terrible. But soon, a hand that had always been strong reached out from behind and grabbed his sprayer.

The scarecrow hasn't come to his senses yet. I felt a huge force forcibly reverse the direction of the sprayer. Then he shoved it into his hood. The scarecrow desperately resisted. But the strength of the other party is so strong that there is no room for resistance. The remaining half of the canister of gas was fed directly into his hood. Even if the scarecrow himself had prepared an antidote, it was obviously not something that could be neutralized by absorbing so much poison gas at one time. Soon the scarecrow became one of the screaming members.

Not far away, a low incantation came, and invisible fluctuations spread through the crowd. The crowd on the ground only felt some invisible pressure being sucked away from them. At the same time, those terrifying visions in front of him disappeared one after another.

As the carrier of the Ring, one of the most basic abilities is to control darkness and fear. It's not just about disseminating, it's also about being absorbed. Soon the crowd on the ground returned to normal. There was only one scarecrow left, tossing and wailing alone.

A large, scaly man is wreaking havoc everywhere. This thing has a hideous face, and it doesn't look like a humanoid. It's like a crocodile and a human hybrid. None other than one of Batman's old adversaries, the Gator Man. It was already violent by nature, and after being imprisoned for so long, it couldn't hold back the killing intent in its heart and was ready to kill the Quartet.

But soon a figure in heavy black armor and holding a cross sword stood in front of him.

"Batman? Your new head is good. "The crocodile man took the other party for Batman. But when the other party waved the common thing in his hand, the crocodile man knew that he was wrong. This is not Batman, this is a guy who wants his own life.

With their strong bodies and highly defensive scales, crocodile people can even compete with modern armed forces armed with thermal weapons. But the sword in the opponent's hand seemed to ignore its defenses at all, and soon slashed him all over his body. And the other party is obviously a master of swordsmanship, and each sword is injured in its ligaments, joints and other parts.

Soon the crocodile man fell to the ground and lost his ability to move. With the help of strong recovery capabilities, these injuries can still be recovered. But the other party apparently did not give him time to recover. The crocodile man only heard some muffled, muffled sounds ringing in his ears, and then lost all consciousness.

When he awoke again, he found himself in a cage in a strange underground space. It stands up and tries to break the cage and escape. It's done this kind of thing more than once. But it soon became clear to him that it was not a wise choice. Because it's right across from him. There are two larger cages with two even larger monsters trapped inside. Yes, at that moment he realized that he was closer to a human than those two guys.

The troll, which is more than three meters tall, is undoubtedly closer to the image of the monster. Of course, they are monsters in their own right. And when they look at you with a kind of food-looking eye, the crocodile people feel hairy.

From time to time, the roar of an even more terrifying creature came to mind from its unseen perspective. Whenever that voice sounds. The crocodile people feel their legs go limp. Even the two monsters on the opposite side would shrink into a corner and shiver. The crocodile man finally understood one thing. In this eerie place, he is just the most inconspicuous minor character. Even the strangely shaped tree not far away gave him a sense of extreme danger. He decisively retracted into the corner and loaded his grandson.

In midair, a black bat-like figure was rapidly falling. Batman had already rushed over as fast as he could after receiving the location of the crocodile man. But when he landed, he found that it was all over. There are traces of a fight left around. But the crocodile man is gone. There was a large area of blood flowing on the ground, and Batman didn't even have to look to know it was crocodile blood.

Because of atavism, crocodile human blood is much darker than human color. This shows that the crocodile people were defeated. It is even possible that the other party captured him. In just a few minutes, Batman had already thought of several scripts for the dark organization to clone the crocodile man and carry out a terrorist attack. It's a pity that he didn't find any traces of a third party at the scene.

The chaos continued, leaving no room for him to ponder. Not far away, a guy who was nearly two meters tall, with explosive muscles, was carrying a strange tube, and was still full of tubes on his body, and was frantically coming back at him.

This person is none other than Bane, who has a 'brokeback love' with the master.