Chapter 2207: Battle of Two Cities! (Seventy-One)

The universe where Bruce was located was gone, but that couldn't stop him from organizing a new Court of Owls. It was also completely reasonable from a legal point of view. After all, Alberto was created by the Court of Owls to destroy the Falcone family. The orthodoxy of the Owls was in the Godfather.

Even if Bruce was not Batman, he was a modern elite educated man. Except for psychology, he had no shortcomings in any subject. He was a big man who was good at both academic and social studies. Naturally, he didn't need more praise for his organizational and leadership abilities.

Look at the leaders of other universes of the Court of Owls. They were either half-buried old Deng or brainwashed fanatics. The better ones were just excellent heirs trained by the family. What rotten fish and shrimp dared to compare with Batman?

Moreover, in the universe where Bruce was, everyone supported his work. Whether it was Roy, Falcone, the mafia family or the corporate group, they all gave his Owl plan a green light all the way. It can be said that they were united and united.

But the other Owl Courts are still at the primary level of American democracy. They have to find a dark meeting room before doing anything, sit at a long table and whisper for a long time, recall the glorious past for half an hour, and look forward to a bright future for half an hour.

This leads to the incomparable efficiency of the two parties. Don't look at Bruce's budget report, he really does it!

In less than half a year, he used the dark energy he got from Barbatos to reinforce all the underground cold storages, and planned a nearly perfect new subway line. Now the construction has started from the dock.

Don't worry about whether this is beneficial to the development of Gotham, just say whether my dark energy penetrates deeply.

Barbatos said that this is too deep. Most of the Owl Courts that use dark energy to penetrate Gotham are still in the era of mixing substances into buildings, and they don't start from the perspective of water sources and geology. It is a dimensionality reduction attack by Batman with professional knowledge.

Bruce is both capable and good at boasting, and there is a group of professionals behind him to help polish it. He quickly became the most popular person in front of Barbatos.

Barbatos knew that Bruce was Batman, but as a dog who once squatted at the feet of the world forger, he knew better that there are hundreds of different people in different rice, hundreds of different universes have hundreds of different Batmen, and not every Batman is a partner of justice.

In Barbatos's opinion, he has not waited in vain for so many years. The originally solid and flawless light universe finally has a crack, and a crazy Batman is born. He will definitely be the key shot in his counterattack against the light universe.

After years of preparation and setbacks, today he finally sees a glimmer of hope. Bruce can now be called the treasure of Barbatos' heart. If he didn't know that it is not easy to bury a chess piece in the light universe, he would have to sing a song "This bow, spring breeze meets a soulmate".

Although Bruce acted like he was loyal and working for nothing, Batman could have gained an advantage with intelligence alone, and Bruce was very good at taking advantage of loopholes. After communicating with Barbatos, the source of darkness, several times, he got a lot of numbers of the Court of Owls.

And as long as he entered the dreams of the priests through the dream world, he could change the dialing number without authorization and transfer the calls to Barbatos to him. This is how he fed the large ball of dark energy into the mouths of the owls in the new city.

Now that Barbatos has blocked them, it is more convenient for Bruce to act. He directly and blatantly changed the phone number dialed by the owl priest to his own.

That's right, he is an archangel, and one of the powers of an archangel is to have a unique number for believers to pray.

With this trick, the owls prayed directly to Bruce, and Bruce could give them power back like a real angel.

But Bruce's archangel only has status but no power. Even if he has the divine power of an angel, it is completely the same as Barbatos' dark power. No matter how he disguises himself, he will be seen through. So Bruce still gave the Court of Owls the dark energy of Barbatos.

But in fact, the dark energy he had had was used up in the first free gift, so where did the later one come from?

A few minutes ago, Peter was called over by the mysterious black sun.

The reason why he was called over was that he did not actively concentrate his attention to enter the fog world like before, but found himself standing in the thick fog again in a moment of distraction.

"What's the matter?" Peter asked.

There was no sound, but Peter suddenly found that there was a large ball of energy in his soul.

This was a very wonderful vision. Peter had never had it before, because he did not know magic before, so he could not feel what it felt like to have the so-called soul energy filled, but this time he felt it.

Then the black sun kicked him out again.

Bruce was pulling his shoulder from behind. Peter turned to look at him. Bruce lowered his voice and said to him, "Do you believe in the existence of angels?"

"Uh, I..."

"Whether you believe it or not, come, I'll teach you a way to pray to the angels. Put your hands on this page of the Bible. Yes, this page. Don't look at it. It's about Gabriel."

"Then read this sentence. Read this sentence three times, and then start to read 'Grace is returned, dedicated to my Lord...'."

Peter didn't react, and Bruce finished the prayer with him. In an instant, he felt that his originally heavy and full soul lightened, and some power disappeared.

"Don't be idle, both of you." Bruce waved to the clown and Clark next to him and said, "I went through so much trouble to get you down, not just for you to see the scenery. Come on, clown, hold him. Hands, you read this."

"Clark? Clark?...What? You don't believe in God? It doesn't matter, you don't have to believe it, just close your eyes and read it."

The clown stared at Bruce with one big eye and one small eye, wondering what this crazy bat wanted to do. His eyes rolled, and he withdrew his hand, folded his arms, coughed twice and said, "I am a staunch atheist and refuse to spread cults unless you tell me what cult you are spreading."

"I swear this isn't a cult, God, God, you know?"

"I don't think you intend to go through God."

"You've seen it all."

The two stared at each other for more than a minute, but Bruce finally lost. He waved his hands in front of his face and said, "It's too troublesome to explain in detail, so I'll give you an analogy."

He picked up a branch, drew a circle on the ground covered with shell dust, then pointed at the circle and said: "This is a lake full of water."

Then he drew a small circle within the circle and said: "This is a water pipe extending into the lake, but the water pipe is just a water pipe. No matter how thick it is, the water flow that can pass through it is limited."

Then he drew a small square next to the circle and said: "This is the water pump connected to the water pipe. Due to the limitations of the hardware conditions, the power cannot be turned on too high, otherwise it will burn out and the gain will not be worth the loss."

"Behind the water pump is the same water pipe, and the end of the water pipe is connected to the water storage tank. Due to technical limitations and other limitations, the capacity is not large enough, and the freshness locking technology is not good. The water inside will evaporate and deteriorate at an extremely fast rate. "

The clown looked up at him and said, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Let's open a river." Bruce drew two vertical lines above the circle, about a palm's width apart, which was more than ten times wider than the small circle he had drawn before to represent the water pipe.

Then he made a bend in the river and drew another circle at the end, slightly smaller than the circle that represented the lake before, but still very large.

"Using the water level difference, we can let the water from this lake flow along the channel we dug into another lake we have prepared - more natural, primitive, suitable for water storage, and completely under our control."

"What are you going to do with the water?" asked the clown.

Unexpectedly, Bruce immediately made an expression that you didn't understand. He stretched out a finger and shook it before saying, "We don't have to use water, we just want the lake to be empty of water."

"Oh, he's calling me," Peter shouted, and instantly the clown grabbed Peter's arm.

After a few seconds, both of them came to their senses at the same time, and the Joker screamed as if his tail had been stepped on: "You fucking call this a lake?! Batman, what on earth are you doing?!!!"

The clown's hair stood on end, because he knew better than others what kind of dark energy existed deep in his soul now - it was Batman, the Joker, Gotham, and all of this. source.

He is also the person behind the scenes that he has been tracking.

No wonder your kid keeps telling Batman that it's okay. Batman and I are discussing whether smoking should be banned in gas stations, but your kid is just here using a bamboo tube to steal oil, right? !

You can just steal a bucket or two, but you can steal a car, and you don't forget to light a cigarette triumphantly after stealing. You are an owl repairing a septic tank - you are obviously dead!

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry yet." Bruce shook his head and said, "Wait until I'm done rushing before you can be in a hurry. Then recite the prayer quickly, and all the water will leak out later."

The Joker stared at Bruce, took a deep breath, felt the dark energy surging in his body, and then turned to look at Peter and Clark next to him.

The two of them have obviously accepted the dark energy in their bodies now, but they both look blank and innocent.

Now the clown knew why there were three of them - one madman and two fools.

The elements in this dark energy that can corrode people's souls and lead people into darkness are like scratching an itch for both the most good and the most evil people.

No wonder Bruce asked himself to provide psychological counseling to Clark first, and then patch it up, right?

The clown looked down at the Bible. He had never expected the existence of God so piously and sincerely in his life.

If there really is a God in this world, how am I doing? If I put aside all the deadly jokes, can I stop laughing at this unlucky guy opposite me? !

Feeling the clown's death gaze, Bruce wiped his face hard, wiped away the raised corners of his mouth, and said in a whimpering voice: "I'm sorry, I don't usually smile, but you know how you looked just now Like who?"

"If you dare to say Batman..."

"That's him! And I just took a photo of your expression and sent it to him, hahahahaha!"