Chapter 154: True and False Luther, Repeated Torture
"What are you doing, Bane?"
"I'm scanning your memories with Blake's abilities, Luther."
ββ¦β¦ That means you slapped my mech in half, and you still didn't believe me, did you? β
"Yes."
Luthor heard the other party say, "Unless I also give me a slap in the face of your body, Batman can also imitate something like a mecha." β
"But didn't you say earlier that you've confirmed that I'm not a clay face?"
"I've only confirmed that your mech isn't a clay face."
"As for you......"
"It's hard to say."
Luthor took a deep breath angrily, and then reasoned with him very kindly: "But you can also see, I am different from you, I am not a strengthened person, without the mecha, I can't withstand your attack."
If you give my people the same time as you just gave me a mech, then I'll die on the spot. So what's the point of such an act? β
"Yes."
"What's the point?"
"I'm sure you're not a clay face."
Luthor couldn't help but be angry.
"If I'm mud-faced, why did I run here to save you? Am I having a bad brain? β
ββ¦β¦β
"It's hard to say."
Luther's anger surged upward, and then he suddenly realized that the other party was deliberately raising the bar.
Regardless of whether he was Luthor or Clayface, there was no credibility with Bane, and the other party obviously didn't want to get involved with him, and even if he was real, Bane didn't plan to run away with him.
But the problem is that if Bane wants to run, he must run with the zombie Black, but he Luthor can't accept this result.
So they're frozen there all of a sudden now.
Luthor took a deep breath as he took control of the mech and urgently repaired himself.
If the mecha had suffered such a degree of damage in the past, he could only choose to replace it or continue to combine some of it to fight, but the nanobot technology from Brainiac made up for this shortcoming of the Luthor mecha.
Countless nanobots drove the memory metal and climbed up to the damage in just a few tens of seconds, barely forming a thin film to fill the gap.
The energy shield was activated, and Luthor had already summoned a number of replacement parts through the satellite, and before the parts arrived, the mech was temporarily barely able to work with the help of nanobots.
He took a deep breath, "Okay, Bane, then let's hurry away, while Superman hasn't come yet." I'll help you stop Batman for a while - stop, you listen to me first! β
Luthor hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop.
By the time he said the first sentence, Bane's eyes had basically taken him as a muddy face, and his fists were already clenched.
Luthor knew that what he was saying was very ambiguous, as if he was doing Bane so much for no reason, which everyone would suspect.
So he hurriedly added: "I did this because I need Blake under your control, his psychic abilities have helped me a lot, and he fell into the hands of Batman or Superman, which is an unacceptable result for me." β
Bane's fist loosened.
Luthor breathed a sigh of relief, and instead of continuing to let Bane guess, he should just be so open and honest. In this way, although they are still separated for the time being, he has finally managed to establish a basic trust with Bane.
At least then they can join forces to break through, and Bane won't attack him again.
As long as Bane can escape, he will achieve half of his goal, and then slowly find a way to contact the other party.
He turned his head to look at Batman, the other party didn't seem to react at all, the two of them had been talking nonsense for so long, he had been watching out for each other's sudden attacks, but nothing.
Batman was standing there all the time, did he do something?
What kind of tricks is he doing?
It doesn't matter, as long as Superman doesn't come. He didn't have time to deal with that either.
Luther turned his head back and said to Bane, "We'll join forces later, togetherβ"
"I heard you're looking for me, Luther."
Luthor turned his head with a gloomy face and saw the red and blue Crusaders flying from the horizon and hovering beside Batman.
He heard the other party say, "Frankly, I didn't think you would have the courage to appear in front of me. β
"Ahh He heard Batman make a strange noise.
"I'm not going to be restrained, and if you want to catch me, you'll have to fight me somewhere else."
Luthor quickly made the decision in a matter of seconds, he was going to use the large armor and single-handedly lure Superman away.
Then taking advantage of Superman's weakness of not being able to see through lead, he played a golden cicada shell in a lead powder smoke bomb, making Superman mistakenly think that he had been in a large mecha, and then quietly drove back in the solo flying armor to help Bane beat Batman, so as to achieve a successful escape for the two of them.
As a result, Luthor's mech immediately shot all kinds of smoke bombs quickly, and then spewed flames from the soles of his feet, flying directly outside.
Clarke, who had just confirmed that Louis was safe, and Chen Tao glanced at each other through the air, and Chen Tao gave him a look of "you can rest assured to chase after him".
So Clark immediately happily threw away his brain and followed with confidence.
"Now it's just you and me, Batman."
Bane spoke in a moment of silence that looked at each other, "There are no outsiders, only the final battle." β
"Who said I was Batman, what if I was Superman?" Then he saw the other party wipe his hand on his face, and suddenly it turned into Superman's head, and then it changed back again.
"Stop insulting my intelligence," Bane snorted, "I'm not so idiotic that I can't even tell who my old enemy is. β
At this time, he selectively forgot about his previous thinking of Superman as Batman, and continued: "I guess you must have used some method to obtain the Kryptonian physique, and it was definitely a Kryptonian body just now. β
"This is the last battle, Bane."
He heard Batman speak, and the voice was as low and magnetic as ever, like a dark spring flowing through his heart, making his surging malice restless.
He's ready to fight, he's going to fight untilβ
"You can't get away, Bane, but I'll give you a chance...... I'm going to give you a chance to prove yourself. Challenge me, Bane, in the most direct way possible. β
He heard Batman say.
He saw the other party take off his hood, revealing Bruce Wayne's resolute face.
"No masks."
Batman said.
Bane saw the other take off his shirt, revealing a strong, scarred body that would make even the best bodybuilders marvel at it.
Then he turned to look at Blake, the zombie who was standing there quietly.
"No helper."
"I don't use the means that can turn me into a Kryptonian temporarily."
Bane heard Batman say, "Fair fight." What's the deal? β
Bane looked at him fixedly, and they looked at each other for a few seconds, before Bane grinned.
His smile was like that of a beast of prey, and even through the hood, the folds of his face could be seen, like the waves on the bridge of his nose as a lion bared its fangs.
"I don't use telepaths." He also took off his hood and left him aside.
Bane took off his shirt, then reached out with a hand, pinched the venom tube attached to his body, and pulled it out.
"No venom either."
He snapped his fingers, and Blake, who was still standing not far away, collapsed to the ground like a puppet with a broken string.
"Fair fight."
Bane's face was filled with an excited smile, a hideous, murderous whisper like tenderness.
"Fair fight."
He heard Batman say.
Bane raised his fist: "I...... It's ......"
He rushed towards Batman.
"You're Bane. Got it, and I'm Batman. β
Then Bane watched as the ocean-blue cloak of the speed bullet appeared on Batman's body in an instant, and then before he could react, he was punched by the speed bullet and flew out like a cannonball, and the muscles that swelled up like a balloon were smashed into meat pies by the incomparable force, and all the bones in his body were broken.
It's really all broken, and it's even more painful than the kneecap injury just now!
"Ahh
He roared, "You said it! No helpers needed! No masks! No superpowers! β
"Obviously, I lied.
Then he heard the other man kindly tell him, "Why do you believe what the enemy says so easily?" β
Bane tries to control the zombie Black, and then turns his head to see that the other party has turned into a hedgehog.
What he meant was that while he was in a hot fight with Batman, the members of the clay faces he had defeated before who had not had time to insert the potion into his body had already inserted the rest of their medicine into the zombie Blake.
Blake, the zombie controlled by the Black of Decay, was inserted with so many potions, and he turned into an unresponsive puppet man on the spot.
Bane's eyes split:
"Mean, too mean...... You despicable thing! β
The other party didn't think about fighting him fairly at all, and the words he said before were just to coax him to temporarily give up control of Zombie Black.
Bane fell to his knees. He struggled to look up and saw Batman who was cold-blooded deceiving him.
"17 years! I was left alone, in a dead corner, and every night, the tide poured in. β
He whispered, telling of his past, of the boy who had grown up in prison.
"And every night, I was pushed to the roof by the current, kicked, and pushed, for a long time, when the crab leeches clinged to my body and tore my flesh apart. All I hope is to stop. β
He said, "No more kicking, no more pushing, stop, stop, please, please stop me!" They want to drown me, everyone wants to drown me, you try to drown me......"
"And I'...... Standing still! β
Bane jerked his head up, and even as the bones in his body were shattered by a single sneak attack, he ...... Still standing up!
But he knew he couldn't defeat Batman.
This is the end of the crossbow, and after so many attacks, I am afraid that all he can do is stand up.
Then in the next second, he saw Batman caught off guard and flew upside down by a laser cannon.
Luthor is back. He wore only a body-hugging green armor, not a massive mech.
"Bane, I'm back, let's get away!"
He heard the other man say, "Quick, Bane, my large mech won't be able to drag Superman for much longer." β
This voice made him extremely relieved for no reason.
It's Luther, he's a real person, not a muddy face, what he says is true!
Luthor rushed over and put the broken bone Bane on his shoulder: "That shot can't drag Batman for too long, quick, we have to get out of ......"
Bane cooperated with him to hold his body, but the next second, he froze again.
For he saw another Luthor running through the door.
Both sides are dressed exactly the same, even the armor is the same.
Bane, whose bones were broken, jumped straight off Luthor in fright.
He looked at the Luthor to the left and the Luthor to the right, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Bane! It's mud surface! Get away from him, he deliberately pretended to be me......"
Luther, who had come in from outside, looked anxious, and shouted at Bane, "Don't let him fool you! β
As a result, Luther, who was carrying Bane on his back just now, sneered: "No, you have to believe me Bane, he is the ...... who pretends to be a mudface"
The two immediately quarreled.
"Yes, yes...... Just now, when Batman stood there, seemingly without any movement! Bane leaned to the side and looked at the two arguing Luthers, "He secretly asked Clay Face to disguise himself as Luther, intending to deceive me." β
His eyes watched as he watched as Batman got up from the rubble he had been knocked out of, and walked to the spot where he had taken off his mask and put it back on his head.
"One of them must be true."
Bane thought.
He had to make it, but he didn't have that much time, so Bane went straight to the simplest of methods.
With a tooth-aching cracking sound, the power of the Decaying Black forcibly manipulated the skeletal body, and he launched a direct attack on one of the two.
Syllable!
Not surprisingly, the upper half of Luthor's body was directly beaten into mud and collapsed to the ground.
"He's a clay face!" Bane's voice was slightly excited, "Alright, Luther, we can-"
Then a tube of suppressant was inserted into his back.
Bane turned his head and saw that the head of the man he thought was the real "Luther" changed from a boiled egg to a defense: "Wrong, both of them are muddy faces!" β
"Ahh
Desperate, Bane shook him off, reached out and pulled the potion on his back, and howled, "This...... You! β
"Bane!"
Then Bane heard Luther screaming, and he turned his head to see more than 10 identical-looking Luthors flying from the sky.
One of them, who seemed to have been beaten, had a blue nose and swollen face, and shouted anxiously, "Bane! They're all fake, and only I'm realβ"
Then the Luthers beside him said something similar:
"I'm the real Luthor, he's a fake!"
"Mud faces, all mud faces!"
"Don't trust him, listen to meβ"
Bane staggered two steps and fell to his knees.
"Enough!"
He hugged his head.
"I can't tell the difference, I really can't tell the difference!"
He turned his head and ran towards Batman, grabbing his hair frantically as he ran: "Enough! That's enough! That's enough! Yes!!! Batman! How long are you going to humiliate me! Arrest me, hurry! β
Silent.
Bane looked up and saw Batman wipe his face, and the brush turned into Luther's face.
Gan!
Bane looked like he had seen a ghost, screamed, fell to the ground, and then stopped moving.
(End of chapter)