indianbanksassociation Chapter 149 Bane felt he had found the real Batman in this chapter.
Chapter 149 Bane felt he had found the real Batman in this chapter.
Chapter 149 Bane felt he had finally found the real Batman.
"But these are two different things, aren't they?"
Blake said, "You idiot, do you even understand what I did? What I did... wouldn't you...?"
"That doesn't matter. If you try to escape, I'll catch you the moment you run away. After I bury Louis in a safe place, I'll dedicate my life to ensuring you never breathe fresh air again."
"But why? Any ordinary person, anyone, even a superhero, I dare say, even Batman... if I killed—"
Blake's voice suddenly stopped, and he was unable to say a word.
Something felt like it was choking him.
He suddenly started pulling at his purple hair in a frenzied manner.
"But your approach won't work! The anti-government demonstrations in Syria happened just a few days ago. You clearly have the superpower to destroy the entire country at any moment, yet you sit in the square with those demonstrators every day?"
"You should have done what we did and sent those idiots straight to hell, to hell! I admit that killing all the high-ranking officials in Israel and Lebanon did cause some chaos, but as long as..."
But Blake stopped talking midway through his speech.
He originally wanted to prove that Superman was just a high-and-mighty hypocrite spouting those ironclad no-kill rules, but the truth is...
"You're serious, aren't you? This isn't admitting defeat, and you're not afraid of me. You just still deeply believe that even after all this, you'll still arrest me and send me to prison."
Even though I've committed such heinous acts, you're still willing to uphold procedural justice? You simply won't kill me? You'll never cross your brain-dead bottom line?
Never.
Blake fell silent.
"Never. Let it all end then."
He snapped his fingers, dispelling his powers.
Superman stared at the corpse in surprise. It still had Louis's appearance and Louis's DNA, but in many details, it was completely different.
The calluses on his hands from years of holding a pen and typing on a keyboard, along with the brands of mascara, face cream, and lipstick, immediately told him that the corpse was not his lover.
"I originally wanted to use a little misleading, a bit of fear, to push a person to their limit and break down, then let them cross the line, and then tell them that it was all a hoax, and then let them realize that they were wrong."
That kind of thing can completely destroy a person. That's what I want; I want you to destroy yourself with your own hands.
Black saw the ecstatic joy on Superman's face—a joy that inspired envy, a genuine elation, and an unparalleled tenderness.
"But you're not that kind of person, you never will be, and you're actually serious, I fucking bastard."
Blake threw his cigarette butt on the ground and spat out a glob of phlegm.
"You're a fucking saint, buddy."
A green hue returned to Blake's face, along with the three pink highlights.
Blake turned his head, rubbed his head, and saw that a few strands of purple hair had fallen out.
He turned his head and saw Batman whistling in from the horizon, landing in the center of the field, which had been ravaged by the two of them, with the landing posture of a superhero.
"Superman! Louis wasn't killed. They tricked you using a shapeshifting villain called Snakeskin..."
However, Chen Tao quickly figured out the situation at the scene.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Wayne. There's no need to call him 'Superman' in front of me. You can just call him Clark, it's fine. Luther and I have already found out your true identities by finding out about Louis."
"Honestly, you guys really need to tell the Kent Boys next time not to always give all their exclusive stories to Louis Lane or Jimmy Olson—oh, and by the way, Mr. Wayne, those smokescreens you've been throwing out online are effective, but obviously they don't fool the really dangerous people."
Superman put down the fake corpse. He was trembling with excitement.
"Well, I'm sorry to say, this is the last one." Dark green light shot from Blake's eyes, and he slowly floated into the sky.
With a flash of red cape, Clark stepped in front of Batman.
Chen Tao saw his toes drooping and his toes clenching tightly.
Chen Tao sighed.
"Clark, go check on Louis. I know you won't be able to fight at full strength until you've confirmed his safety. You're such a love-struck fool."
"Blake is dangerous; there's something wrong with him. We may have to join forces—"
"I can last at least seven or eight minutes. Don't do that, you're a superhuman idealist."
"I don't want you thinking about other things while you're fighting."
"I won't leave you to face him alone."
"You'll be even stronger now that you're relieved to know Louis is safe."
Chen Tao emphasized, "Go ahead and don't worry. You know where she is."
"Okay," Clark said. "I'll be back soon."
He gave Blake a deep look, then turned and soared into the sky.
Throughout the entire process, Blake simply watched quietly.
"When I was a child, I dreamed some childish things."
He started lighting a cigarette again.
Chen Tao opened his palm, releasing the black nanobots, but Blake didn't care.
Blake, as if in a dream, held the cigarette butt and saw the flame flickering in the tobacco, a light that resembled the first campfire lit on dry branches on the snowfield.
His expression seemed somewhat dazed, making it unclear whether he was speaking to Chen Tao or muttering to himself.
"Those dreams were burned, shattered, desecrated, and killed. I thought that was it."
He said.
On the other side, Superman soared through the sky. He was eager to return home.
Just like the nightmares that Batman and Chen Tao once had, Superman also had his own nightmares:
He defeated countless villains, traversed thousands of miles of desert, and in the end... it was all empty.
But fate won't be that cruel, right?
Fate wouldn't be so cruel to a kind person.
"Clark, what happened?" Before Louis could even speak after being found, he was greeted with a kiss from his lover.
"Oh, I swear if you keep picking me up and kissing me like that, I'm going to pass out from lack of oxygen one day."
Louise's voice was tinged with laughter as she met Clark's tearful gaze.
So she didn't say anything, but instead stood on tiptoe and gave him another kiss.
Blake stood in front of Chen Tao. His face began to turn green again.
"Until I met him, I hated him because he made me feel like I was that dreamy child again, but that's the truth, isn't it? He was the real dream, he was Superman."
"And I... am a fucking super villain."
"No, you're not a villain. Judging from your current actions, you're a misguided anti-hero."
While continuously releasing nanobots, Chen Tao tried his best to provoke Blake with words and slow down his transformation as much as possible.
"Remember when Luther pulled your consciousness onto the Black ship? That idiot, pulling you there to deal with Brainiac was just part of his plan. If you couldn't handle Brainiac, he would forcibly disconnect and then sacrifice me as a shield for him."
"Obviously, you made things quite difficult for Brainiac, so the mental shock he received immediately after disconnecting didn't seriously damage me. But he did give me a lot of knowledge about mind control."
"My telepathic abilities are merely innate superpowers. In the past, all I did was use immense telekinesis to smash people, like a primitive man using an aircraft carrier to crush nuts—forgive my inappropriate analogy. But Brainiac's knowledge is like placing the entire path of evolution before an ape; I cannot resist, and there is no way out."
"Yes, that's right. I learned Brainiac's knowledge, and that's why I've ended up in this situation. Brainiac is now eroding my body and my mind. No, or rather, Brainiac was already inside me the moment I started learning his knowledge."
That's how I know what happened between you and Luther on that spaceship—it's all Brainiac's memory! He left a trap in that knowledge, and I walked right into it.
The black nanobots were gathering in increasing numbers around them, and they were able to forcibly connect to Chen Tao and Blake's brains in a short period of time.
Chen Tao is ready to synchronize with Joker at any time.
Once he succeeds, he'll fucking dump all those crazy, insane thoughts into the other person's head!
He and Lucius had envisioned a scenario for dealing with the telepaths. Apart from the information provided by Red Hood that Bane could effectively target Black, he still made sufficient preparations for facing them.
"Brainiac amplified your jealousy of Superman. He manipulated you, trying to use you to drive Superman insane."
Black heard Batman's voice: "Don't let Brainiac succeed, Black. You are likely one of the most powerful telepaths on this planet. There's no reason you shouldn't be able to fight back against Brainiac."
"I can't beat him."
Blake has started losing his hair.
His once-proud, flowing purple hair began to fall from his head, strand by strand.
"You think Brainiac has me under control? No, he doesn't."
Blake said, "I admit Brainiac is strong, but he doesn't have the ability to interfere with my thinking yet."
"It was my own choice to do this. Ever since I started learning the knowledge that Brainiac taught me, everything started to go in the direction of collapse."
Blake said:
"If I can prove my theory right here, if I can prove that Superman is just a hypocritical false god like us, I might not only be able to confront Brainiac head-on, but even fight back against him."
"The reason psychic energy is called 'psychic' is because it is essentially a kind of idealistic energy. The stronger your mind, the more steadfast and deeply you believe in your goals and determination, the more unwavering you are in your principles of conduct, and the stronger your telekinetic power and mind-reading abilities will be. But what about now?"
"But the worst thing is that Superman is actually a saint, which has really screwed me over."
"My mental abilities will be completely absorbed by Brainiac, Batman."
Blake had begun to gradually turn green. He coughed up blood, and some of his own things sprayed out of his mouth, while other things belonging to Brainiac, some mechanical things, were being forged and formed inside his body.
"You were right to send Superman away. I always felt that Brainiac wanted to do something to Superman. I could tell he was full of malice towards Superman even without reading his mind."
He said, "Brainiac is coming, Brainiac is coming, Batman... he's in danger!"
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"Bane!"
Bain turned his head and was slightly surprised to see Red Hood leading a large group of people to join him.
It's quite something that Red Hood managed to gather such a large group of people from such a defeated army.
Shh! Don't make a sound.
Bain had wanted to carefully check if any of them had been mixed in with Mudface, but the current situation clearly didn't give him that time.
Never mind, it's alright. As long as he gets Black's abilities, he can easily distinguish Mudface using telepathy, so there's no rush.
So he gestured for Red Hood to be quiet, then quietly peeked out and looked at Black, who was floating in the air, and Batman, who was standing below.
"Bane, what did Black say?"
"Quiet down, Red Hood."
Bain ignored the other person; he was intently eavesdropping.
The green of all things endowed him with extraordinary hearing; he could sense that a small blade of grass among the pebbles not far away could clearly hear the conversation between the two.
Now all the green plants are his spies.
But Bain had no interest in listening to Blake.
He was simply using that blade of grass to keenly sense Batman standing there.
It's Batman! The real Batman!
Not Mudface, not Superman, not anyone in disguise, the real Batman is there, his target! His enemy!
Bain felt a surge of heat rush from his feet to his head. A raging fire roared and surged within him, but he forcibly suppressed it.
"Bane, Bane?"
Red Hood called him twice more, but he ignored him. So Red Hood turned and glanced at Mudface, who was disguised as a live wire, and nodded.
The few of them who were closest approached Bane quietly, and then simultaneously reached into their pockets to secretly take out a potion.
More people with muddy faces gathered around.
But just as they were about to lift him up and insert him behind Bane, they saw Bane suddenly twist his body, and then countless vines stretched out from his back, dragging him away like Spider-Man, flying straight from a hidden place, out of the blind spot of the two of them, through the ruins, and swinging towards Blake, who was still chattering in the air.
The dozens of traitors who wanted to betray them didn't even have time to make a move. They looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What do we do? Red Hood, Bane didn't give us a chance to make a move."
Red Hood gritted his teeth.
"Bain definitely has a way to deal with Blake; things are beyond repair. We should make final preparations."
"Summary: We betray others depending on the situation."
Yay, I've had sex again.
Starting from that Hancheng
Yoona: I told you, I'll take care of you.
Peach: Oppa, when are you going to do something naughty? Take me with you!
The male protagonist smiled; he was almost stuffed from being a kept man.
A novel where both the male and female protagonists transmigrate into the body of gigolos!
(End of this chapter)