The clown's final commotion is over.

This time, it may really be over.

The Bat Fighter dropped an antidote made with the Dionysian factor all over the city, and the toxins were dispersed throughout the city in time. Fortunately, there were no deaths due to cell failure in the whole city.

Soon, everyone knew who had saved them.

The next day, the city began a slow recovery. Burned streets can be rebuilt, physical wounds can be healed, and even mental wounds may only need some correct guidance and time washing to smooth them out over time.

But there are some things that the city has lost that cannot be easily replaced.

Just after dusk, the night sky of Gotham lit up with light. The bat searchlight on the roof of the Gotham Police Station was the first to come on, and more lights followed. From all over the city, beams of light were cast into the night sky, and the night was instantly lit up by bats' markers, and countless pillars of light shot into the air, casting pitch-black bats looking down.

It had been the brightest night Roy had ever remembered since he arrived in Gotham.

However, the person who responded to the call of this mark is no longer there.

Wayne Manor.

Every member of the family gathered here to remember the mentor who had brought them together. Everyone stood in a circle in front of a black tombstone, leaning against the grave of Thomas Wayne and Martha Wayne.

However, the great Dark Knight was not sleeping here, it seemed that it was almost impossible to dig it out because he was buried a thousand feet deep in the ground. Lying quietly under the land here was a cloak he had once worn.

Walking down the empty hallways of the manor, Roy pushed the door open and entered Alfred's room.

In this battle, Alfred lost his right hand and is still in the recuperation stage. But he had already learned the bad news. When Roy entered the room, his eyes were blank and listless, and his eyes were deeply sunk in their sockets, as if they hadn't closed their eyes for days and nights.

Roy stood beside the bed and stood silent for a moment.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, "I promised."

Alfred shook his head slightly, "You don't have to, kid. I should have known that if Master Bruce had made up his mind about what he wanted to do, no one would be able to stop him, not even Superman, and I would have known him, since he was a child."

Speaking of this, his voice was infarcted, and he couldn't help but gently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Roy took a deep breath and changed the subject: "Regarding your right hand, because it was handled in time, it should still be able to be connected." ”

"No need." Alfred lay down again and pulled up the covers, "The person who needs treatment is gone. ”

A moment of silence.

"I ...... Something I have to tell you. Roy suddenly spoke, "About Bruce." ”

A minute later, Alfred sat up straight, his old eyes burning with hope again.

"I'm sorry." Roy said apologetically, "But I've ......"

"I did my best, I know." "You may not understand, but I believe this is the perfect ending for Lord Bruce. Promise me, don't tell any second person, okay? ”

Roy was stunned.

"I see." He said, "After all, he's your child." ”

That night, countless citizens gathered in the square in the center of the city, and the crowds surrounded the surrounding streets.

In the center, Director Gordon stood tall on the podium, facing the crowd below and several cameras that synchronized his image to every channel of television sets throughout the city.

"Good evening, citizens of Gotham." Gordon spoke in a heavy tone, "I'm Jim Gordon, the chief of the Gotham Police Department. Today, we are gathered here, and I am sure you all understand what it is for. ”

There was silence.

After a pause, he continued: "Just yesterday, the city experienced a nightmare in which each and every one of us was deeply involved. We lose our minds, face the threat of death, and worse than that, we are all forced to follow the command of a madman to harm the people we cherish most. ”

"Of course, a lot of people have lost something. But in the end, we made it to dawn. Aking up from a nightmare, we ushered in the dawn. All of this, once again, is due to the man who saved us countless times. ”

Speaking of this, Director Gordon sighed lightly: "But we also have to face a very regrettable fact. That's – it's the last time. ”

When he heard this, Dick and Tim, who were in the shadows on the roof of the plaza, Jason who was hiding in the crowd, and Damian, who was watching in real time on the bat computer at Wayne Manor, seemed to feel a string in their hearts be plucked at the same time.

"The worst nightmare Gotham has ever had, and the greatest legend of all time, died here." Gordon continued, "Many of you are young people who are probably new to the city, and perhaps you may even be incomprehensible to the Gotham police for being tolerant of Batman. But I came to Gotham many years ago, when I was younger, so I think I qualified to call myself an 'old Gotham'. I'm sure everyone who has come from our time will understand what Batman means to the city. ”

"There was a time when we suspected that the city was terminally ill and incurable. You can't imagine how difficult it is to be a good person in such an era when bad people are in charge. A friend of mine at the time once said, "You either die as a hero, or you live and watch yourself fall." It is a pity that the friend who said this chose the latter. "But then, Batman appeared." He did what we thought was impossible, and even when the whole city was fighting against him, he continued to fight alone, even if what he was fighting for was not worth it, and he was willing to die countless times without hesitation. I think everyone who has come from that era to the present day will be grateful to have Batman, who is the only guarantee that we don't have to worry about being robbed every day when we commute to work. To the criminal, he may be the darkest part of the night; But for most of the citizens of Gotham, he symbolizes the city's only light in the dark night, a sign that reminds us that we are protected at all times. ”

And now, he's gone, the city he's loved and fought for all his life. We may have expected such a day, but it's hard to say we're ready. Today, the city is left with a hollow, missing an incomparably important part of its soul. But "

Gordon took a step forward, and his tone rose abruptly: "As a person, Batman will die." But what he represents, the great work he has accomplished in his life, is immortal. That's why we also need this as a reminder of all the evil in the city, Batman taught us to come out of the darkness and fight against evil, which we will never forget! ”

By this point, the two officers had opened the curtain behind him that covered something huge and lit the enlarged bat searchlight.

Among the bat markers in the sky, the brightest and largest one is projected into the air. Everyone raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

Damian at Wayne Manor, Nightwing and Red Robin standing on the rooftops around the plaza, Jason hiding in the crowd, Barbara waiting for her father under the plaza, Kassandra training and resting in the stronghold, and Roy leaning alone against the bedroom window of the apartment, despite their location, all eyes were on the brightest, biggest sign in the center of the city.

Some are dead, but they live forever.

When Barbara returned to the apartment, Roy was sitting in front of the window, not saying a word.

"What are you hiding from me?" Barbara said, "Tell me, what happened when you went down?" ”

"Nothing." Roy didn't look back, saying, "I didn't find Bruce and came out before the cave collapsed, and that's it." ”

"So you want me to believe that?" Barbara said, "Batman...... Bruce, just died there? ”

"That's just the way it is." Roy said lightly, "I went back and tried to save him but failed, it's as simple as that...... Batman is dead. (To be continued.) )