Chapter 192 Let’s Reconcile

Bruce's performance makes it difficult for Katum to evaluate.

"Are you really a born playboy?"

Thinking of the movies and comics I watched in my previous life, Bruce Wayne's girlfriend changed faster than her clothes.

Bruce was never really attracted to these girlfriends.

When he treats someone he really likes, he will deliberately hide from him and push her further and further away from him.

If you can't get close to a bat, you will become unlucky.

"However, Bruce probably doesn't have this awareness yet."

The young Mu Ai likes to be close to beautiful things. Diana is beautiful, so he can't help but want to get close to her.

They even deliberately staged this drama of beauty rescuing a bear.

But if you really want to say that Bruce has ulterior motives, that's not true.

At this time, Bruce was lying on the ground with his head in Diana's arms. Miss Wonder Woman looked worried. Even though Bruce said that she was fine, she was still confirming repeatedly.

Seeing this scene, Katum even wanted to leave for a while to give them some space.

Unfortunately, now is not the time.

Just when Diana offered to check Bruce's body for the third time, there was a sudden sound from the ruins in the distance.

Then, a tall figure stood up from inside.

Clark.

After he was hit by a warhammer grenade thrown by Bruce, he fell almost simultaneously with Batboy.

But when he fell, no one caught him, and he fell straight into the ruins.

After Clark stood up, he shook his head. His face was now covered with bloodstains, which were injured by the triple power of Mjolnir.

The previous battle had dispersed all the dark clouds, and now the sun shone on his face, and the scars began to heal visibly.

"Isn't this too unreasonable?"

Bruce almost laughed out loud. As long as he shines on the sun, he can become stronger and heal his wounds. With this ability, why would he still stay on the earth and develop other planets in the solar system?

Diana had already reached out to the Vulcan sword aside.

If Bruce can't fight, then she will fight the rest of the battle.

"That's enough..."

As soon as Clark said a sentence, his facial muscles suddenly began to twitch. That kind of grinning expression should not appear on the face of Superman, the Man of Steel.

Bruce also sat up from Diana's arms.

He stretched out his hand, and Mjolnir flew from a distance and landed in his hand.

There are still cracks all over the hammer, but there is a small fragment missing in the middle.

"Your name is Bruce Wayne, right?"

Clark remembered Bruce's name, which meant that he officially regarded Batboy as his equal opponent.

In the fight just now, although I had always had the upper hand, I was able to do it with ease.

But he didn't expect that at the last moment, he would be tricked by Bruce.

He now felt an indescribable pain all over his body. A fragment of Mjolnir entered his body and kept wandering around in it.

Everywhere he passed, he would be left with a sense of numbness. Just the few steps Clark took out of the ruins, he almost fell to the ground several times.

"I recognize your strength."

Clark finally came to Bruce and sat down opposite him.

"We reconcile, you take out the piece!"

"Do you think it's possible?"

Bruce grinned with bared teeth. This was what Katum taught him, and it came from an emoticon.

Although you are smiling, it can make other people's blood pressure soar.

"It's not easy to think of a way to deal with you, and it's even harder to implement it."

Bruce said, "Now that I finally succeeded, how could it be possible to take it out."

The hammer body of Thor's hammer is forged from Uru alloy, which is an excellent magic storage material that does not exist in the DC world.

The piece that entered Clark's body contained three kinds of lightning from Asgard, Olympus and the Speed ​​Force. As long as it was activated, although it could not kill Superman, it could still make him worse than death.

After hearing Bruce's clear rejection, Clark's expression changed several times.

Bruce could pat his chest and guarantee that at a certain moment, he felt a very obvious murderous intention.

But in the end, Clark just sighed.

"Then tell me your conditions."

He compromised, "What are you going to do before you're willing to take out that fragment?"

With a time bomb inside his body, even Superman would have trouble sleeping and eating.

"My request is simple."

Bruce said, "As long as you leave this world, everything else will be easy to talk about."

"I can't do this." Clark shook his head, "I still have many questions that can only be answered in this world."

Unlike other Superman origin stories, the Red Son's craft crashed on a farm in the Soviet Union.

That was 1938.

Clark has known that he is different since he was a child. He feels that he has a responsibility to make the world a better place, but he has not figured out how to do it.

It wasn't until he came to this world and met his mentor that the fog that had plagued him for many years showed signs of loosening.

"I want to stay in this world."

Clark said firmly, "Until I find the final answer."

"Then there's nothing more to say."

Bruce sighed, "If you don't give in, I won't give in either. As long as you stay in this world, the fragments will stay in your body forever."

He was confident that Clark would never be able to remove the fragment on his own.

Unless he can crack the forging process of Asgard and Olympus at the same time, and be able to control the Speed ​​Force at will.

in addition--

He also needs to know a little bit about Hogwarts magic.

Otherwise, the fragments of the war hammer would keep wandering around his body, sometimes blending into his blood, sometimes attached to his bones, and sometimes even visiting Clark's brain.

"Does it have to be this far?"

Clark finally tried to persuade, "I don't want to go to extremes, if I can."

"You don't have to scare me." Bruce shook his head, "In fact, what I can't understand is that you clearly don't belong to this world, so why do you have to stay here?"

"Because I saw the light."

Clark stood up, his tall body blocking the sunlight in front of Bruce, and the shadow drooped, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly.

"I have been living in a dilemma all my life. Am I an earthling or an alien? What is my mission when I fall from the sky? If I want to help the earth, what method should I use?"

Clark, the Red Son, spoke out about the troubles that had been buried in his heart since he was a child.

In the final analysis, it is that he cannot find his own identity and wants to become an earthling, but he cannot find evidence to convince himself.

If you cannot become a human being, you can only become a god.

If Bruce Wayne is Batman in disguise, then Clark Kent is Superman's true form.

"You don't know how many times you have been on the verge of death."

Clark said softly, "There have been several times when the thought of killing you flashed through my mind. As long as you are gone, the fragment will no longer be a threat."

"I know."

Hearing these words that sounded like threats, Bruce nodded as if nothing had happened.

"I also want to see if you would kill me in this situation."

Bats cannot be killed.

It would be difficult for Bruce to completely defeat Clark, but it couldn't be easier to protect himself.

If Clark had just launched an attack, Bruce could finally be sure that Clark was the biggest threat to mankind disguised as the savior.

But unfortunately, Clark did nothing.

He was so close to Bruce just now, and he could grab Batboy by the throat with just one stretch of his hand.

It's really simple.

As long as Clark reaches out and exerts force, Bruce's life will be his.

But in the end he did nothing.

He was even nice and wanted to discuss terms with Bruce.

In this regard, Bruce can only say that either Clark is a natural softie, or he is truly innocent.

"If possible, I still hope that the conflicts between us can be resolved peacefully."

Clark finally said, "You seemed to have given me a choice just now, but apart from leaving this world, the only way left is to kill you. I don't want to take either of the two options.

"Bruce, I believe there is a third way that would satisfy both of us.

"I will go back and think about it carefully, and I hope you will also take this matter to heart.

"If I think of it first, I will come to you. If you think of it first, you can come to Zurich to find me."

After that, Clark stopped staying and shot up into the sky, leaving layers of sonic boom traces in the air.

He just left, leaving Bruce dumbfounded.

"That's nice to say." He said, "Didn't you choose to escape in the end?"

Clark neither wants to leave this world nor kill anyone. Faced with the dilemma, he can only place his hope on Bruce to figure it out himself.

Before that, he could only avoid appearing in front of Bruce.

"Has he always been like this?"

Bruce asked Katum, "If it were me, I would not hesitate to choose the most correct answer at this time."

"Speak less." Katum shook his head and sneered, "What is the most correct answer? If the time comes, you may not perform much better."

Owl finally discovered that Bruce always likes to pose such dilemma questions to others.

It's no wonder the clown always appears next to him.

After all, birds of a feather flock together, doesn’t the clown also like to create trolley problems to test human nature?

"Forget it if you don't want to hear it."

Bruce shook his head and stood up from the ground.

After Clark's confusion just now, he had no good excuse for wanting to lie in Diana's arms for a while longer.

Diana was still stuck in the conversation between Bruce and Clark just now.

She felt that the two of them seemed to have the same problem. They liked to leave questions to others and let others answer them.

Diana really couldn't see clearly what direction things would take in the end.

"Don't be in a daze, Diana."

Bruce turned to look at Miss Wonder Woman, who was still sitting on the ground, and reached out to pull her up.

"Anyway, we have solved another Adventer."

Maybe two, Bruce thought. The purple-skinned pig-headed monster that appeared before, for some reason, always made him suspect that it was the pig-faced professor himself.

Better go check it out.

He twisted his arms a few times, and the muscles in his body were a little sore. The battle with Clark was indeed the most stressful one he had ever experienced.

"It's a pity that there is no result." Bruce said regretfully in his heart.

"Nonsense."

Katum clicked his tongue and shook his head, "It's obvious that you lost. There's no way you can defeat Clark."

"That's not called losing."

Bruce looked calm, "Although I didn't defeat Clark, I put a noose on him. From another perspective, this is also a win."

"Indeed, we are always winning, and we will continue to win after winning."

The owl said something sinister, but seeing that Bruce paid little attention to his thoughts, he was not interested in continuing.

This time the fight was fruitless.

If only based on his own strength, Bruce still has a long way to go to defeat Superman.

But Batman's fighting style has never been about head-on confrontation. He has his own fighting style.

Using some conspiracy methods is perfectly normal for him.

Batman in the comics even once hid kryptonite powder in his mouth and then spit it in Superman's eyes.

Compared with that method, the current little bat is really bright and upright.

It's just a magic grenade in the face.

…

Bruce searched around in the ruins several times. According to his memory, Black Adam's body should have fallen here.

However, he looked for it many times, but in the end he didn't even see the shadow.

"Gone?!"

Not only Black Adam's body, but also the purple-skinned pig-headed monster from before also disappeared.

Bruce couldn't help but look at Katum.

"What the hell is that look in your eyes!"

Katum yelled in defense.

"Even if I like to collect other people's things, I won't collect stuff like this!"

Collect corpses? That’s too unlucky!

"Then where did you say the things went?"

Bruce said expressionlessly, "The intensity of the battle between Clark and me just now, I really can't believe that any little thief dares to steal things in such a scene."

"Then you think too simply."

Katum said, "Let me analyze it for you, Bruce. If it were you, would you dare to steal something in this situation?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Bruce didn't pay any attention to the word "stealing" in Katum's mouth, and the owl had no position to accuse others of it.

"Isn't it just to get something from the war scene? As long as the value is high enough, I can't think of a way."

"Isn't it over then?"

The owl said, "If you dare, then why do you think that the other Bruce doesn't dare?"

Another blues.

Bruce suddenly thought that Katum was right, he was not the only Batman in the world now.

Ruthless iron fist!

As the Batman of the Dark Universe, no matter how corrupted he is, he is still Batman.

It comes and goes without a trace, elusive.

It's really hard to say what kind of conspiracy is behind it.

"What does he want the corpse for?" Bruce asked, "Could it be that he wants to absorb Black Adam's power?"

"I have no idea."

Katum replied naturally, "However, his enemy is just you, and it will definitely not affect me."