In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 110: Dawn Knight

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

In a wide and somewhat dark room, damp water droplets condense on the stone walls, hundreds of candles are fixed on the walls at random heights, and huge silk ribbons hang from the towering ceiling supports Come down, leaving interwoven shadows on the ground.

A huge long conference table was placed in the center of the room. At this time, several people wearing masks were sitting on both sides of the round table, watching the picture on a screen.

This is the meeting room of the Court of Owls.

The Court of Owls is a mysterious organization in DC comics. It has been active in this city since the early days of Gotham. In some comic versions, it is described as the founders of Gotham City or their descendants. The organization that has been maintained is the Lord of Darkness in Gotham City.

Of course, there are more comic versions, and more conspiracies are designed for this organization. For example, the Owl Court in Gotham actually belongs to the world-class Owl Council, and the Owl Council is under the command of Barbatos, the God of Darkness. organization.

But no matter what, this organization has existed in Gotham for a long time, and has been secretly manipulating the city.

The members of the Court of Owls only come together for plots involving Gotham City, and this time was no exception.

Of course, this is their original purpose, but the situation is different now, or in other words, when they saw a huge black monster jumping out from the monitoring device on the belt of the claw, the nature of the whole story A complete change has taken place.

And the speed and impact of this change really exceeded everyone's expectations.

During the period when Gotham City was undergoing changes, the Owl Court was not completely unconcerned, but the problem is that any parliamentary organization needs to go through a series of discussion meetings when deciding on a certain matter And the members stated that the Owl Court is no exception. Gotham is the latest change. They need to investigate, collect evidence, analyze, and then vote.

That's right, this **** evil organization is **** strict, and its handling efficiency is much better than that of the Gotham Police Department.

But in short, after a period of reaction, the Owl Court finally found out from the clues that Gotham was behind this change.

The Owl Court is actually not worried about this change in Gotham, because the city has not actually developed in a better direction, and no one wants to save the city from the root. The city has brought huge benefits, which is actually in the interest of the Owl Court.

What they cannot accept is that there are people in a darker place who are more precise than them in manipulating and influencing the city. Once such people appear, the Owl Court must eliminate them.

So, Talon found his target, that is, the seemingly ordinary university professor, Schiller Rodriguez.

Originally, all of this went smoothly, and the Owl Court also felt that they would still nip one opponent after another in the bud as before, but all this, since the appearance of that black monster, began to change.

It is not surprising that the Owl Court will install surveillance equipment on Talon. They were originally a conspiracy organization that monitored the entire city, but they never imagined that the next big drama would directly shatter everyone. The three views, and the purpose of this meeting has undergone a fundamental change.

At this time, Schiller, who was still entangled with the venom bat, also felt a little tricky. The battle between the symbiotes was not like the two giant monsters beating each other like he had seen in the movie.

Symbionts are a kind of factor organisms, and the battle between them occurs more at the micro level, that is, the symbiote factors that devour each other. This is like changing from a one-on-one duel to a legion battle.

It's not that Schiller doesn't know how to fight this kind of battle, but what he's facing is an already crazy dark bat. The venom bat doesn't care how much symbiote factor he will lose. Bite off more.

There is no way to talk about tactics with this kind of crazy enemy, and defense will only cause you to lose more, so Schiller has no choice but to start a crazy attack, and the two symbiotes start to devour each other without fear.

There is no fire or sound in this kind of battle, everything seems to be shrouded in a mysterious and silent atmosphere, tangible things gradually become invisible in this crazy mutual engulfment, the pulling of mucus and mist makes this Everything looks more like a battle between light and shadow, but under the silent appearance, there are screams, chaos and crazy battles that ordinary people cannot see.

The Owl Court is not ordinary people, they do have some dark power that ordinary people do not have.

Therefore, when facing this silent and noisy battle, the Owl Court, who has never seen a creature like a symbiote, can only understand it as a higher-level mystical manifestation within its own worldview.

This kind of battle that takes place on an invisible level makes it easier for them to associate with the source of some dark power. Unlike ordinary people, the Owl Court can realize that the world is not as simple and peaceful as it seems. , there are more great and dark forces peeping at everything in the universe.

The forms of Venom Bat and Gray Mist Schiller are too reminiscent of some extra-dimensional demon gods.

The huge black bat carries a terrifying dark power. Even through the screen, you can see the huge black tide gushing from the dark side of Batman. Just looking at it makes people feel strangled Feeling suffocated and terrified.

As for Schiller, the huge sun rising from the gray mist looks like a black hole that devours everything. Those weird and bizarre mist patterns add a religious ritual to the weirdness and absurdity. The solemnity of the sacred sense is really hard not to remind people of something.

The infinite possibilities brought out by the unique race of symbionts made the changes of these two people not seem like a whim at all.

In fact, the judgment of the owl court is also correct. The symbiote race itself was born out of a cosmic demon god, and the two currently fighting are the best of the symbiote race.

If possible, please allow Schiller to grandly introduce a special enthusiastic netizen to the owl court——

The oldest person in the seventh universe, the universe Satan, the lord of the abyss, the emperor in black, the master of the black rotten blade, the beheader of the **** group, the stepfather of the god-slayer Geer, the friend of the **** of thunder, Thanos The headache generator, the ultimate nightmare of the three cosmic empires - Gnar, the **** of symbiosis.

Well, although the story of Gnar that I told before sounds like a bit of food, but in fact, the demon **** who forged the all-black death sword is still not low in the level of demon gods in the Marvel Universe, and his record is also very good. At the top of the row, although his special descendants are not considered independent cosmic demon gods, they are at least immediate relatives.

You know, in this era, most of the villains with names and surnames have not yet fully debuted, let alone those demon gods who transcended the earth level, but the battle between these two people seems to have skipped countless forces suddenly The level directly changes the level of the battle from a block fight to a cosmic event.

Can this owl court stop a little bit?

Thus, the topic of this meeting changed from whether to disturb Gotham to whether to evacuate Gotham.

After all, they are unaware of this change, and they don't even know why their closely monitored Batman has suddenly become like this, and they don't know, what will be the result of this kind of battle? The whole Gotham was destroyed? The whole earth is destroyed?

But at least, they have confirmed one thing. Before understanding why Batman and this professor suddenly jumped from an ordinary person living on the ground to a cosmic level monster, it is best Still don't make any drastic moves.

Moreover, what made them even more worried was that the change of these two people was too sudden, without any warning, and the owl court did not find that the city was invaded by any mysterious force.

If these demon gods were organized and infected many people in Gotham, who knows how many such people there will be in Gotham City?

If they spread out their sharp claws, poke one to explode, poke one to explode, then Gotham City will be stuffed with a bunch of cosmic demon gods, and their owls are still playing a fart!

If everyone in Gotham had this fighting power, there would be no chance for Owl to run home and cry while hugging Barbatos' thigh.

Originally, Schiller brought venom to DC because he had seen the plot of venom filling the aging bones and nervous system for his host Eddie in the comics. He felt that maybe venom could use the same method for Freeze Man's wife healed him, but before he could do so, the venom ran to Batman himself,

Batman can't parasitize anything, you are a Marvel stinker, and you still want to come to our Gotham to beg for food?

Just thinking like this, Schiller noticed that the offensive on the opposite side seemed to have weakened, and the gray mist circled around a building again. Schiller retracted his figure, stood on the edge of the highest building roof, and looked down. .

The black bat made of mucus suddenly began to fly crookedly, as if it was wrestling with itself, being pulled by an invisible force.

In the mind of the black bat, another battle intensified.

Waves of dark tides cover the sky and cover the sky, and Bruce's own personality consciousness is like a lonely boat in a storm, crumbling.

Even Bruce himself never imagined that his dark side could be so terrifying.

He joined forces with him to fight against the enemy, and there is also the miserable consciousness of venom. He has not figured out until now, why he stabbed the hornet's nest again,

Barely resisting a wave of black tide again, Bruce said to Venom: "Don't you call yourself an alien creature?!!! Why are your alien creatures so fragile?!!!"

Venom is almost **** off, is it my weak will? ? ? Why do you humans like to create so many storms in your head? ?

Limited survival in the conscious world, right? ? ?

Venom was really wronged. When he first debuted, the first host he met was Deadpool.

Deadpool's brain is as if it has been disturbed by an egg beater with thousands of revolutions. It can grow anywhere on the body, but the brain does not grow.

Venom is like butterfly swimming in a cesspit. Although Deadpool's brain is not very dangerous, it is disgusting, especially disgusting.

The venom was made a little crazy by him, and finally stayed on ordinary people for a while, but couldn't resist the temptation, and ran to Stark.

Stark's mind is no longer chaotic, but this damned rotten man's mind has an average of more than 3,000 thunderstorms a day, and the tornado and sandstorm are so **** unrecognizable that the venom almost blows his head off.

When Venom was shaken out of Stark's body, it felt like he had narrowly escaped death.

Then, he was locked in the jar and starved for a long time, and finally found a chance to escape. Venom was still happy, because as soon as he entered Bruce's body, he found that he seemed to be a rich second generation with a good brain. And his mind doesn't seem to be spinning as fast as Stark's. Instead, his mind is full of insignificant data such as ward beds and prison rooms.

Venom, who was full of longing for a happy life, thought he would be happy to get into an egg. Just as he was drooling at the yolk and was about to swallow it in one gulp, the egg hatched a Tyrannosaurus rex with a click. Venom's head was almost bitten off.

Venom can know from his genetic information that the universe is so big that humans are not the only race, so why is he so unlucky? How did it just fall to the earth? ?

How can human beings be so outrageous? If one day, he can also write the gene pool of symbionts, he must tell all his compatriots: stay away from humans, safety first, finding hosts is not standardized, and symbionts are two-way tears.

But grievances are grievances, complaints are complaints, battles still have to be fought, Venom said to Bruce: "I can stimulate your emotions, you must have an extreme emotion now to suppress this dark emotion .”

Thanks to Stark, Venom's logic system comes from this genius who is cursed by knowledge. His thinking is very clear now, even a little clearer than Bruce. This kind of dark emotion from the dark side, Bruce has to inspire enough positive emotions.

"Then why are you standing still? Let's get started." Bruce said.

"The problem is that I can't find your positive emotions!!!!!!"

Venom yelled: "Where did you hide them?! Quickly turn them out!!! That's our life-saving straw!!!

Venom was washed by the Kuroshio again, and he broke down a bit and said: "What is there to hide here!! You stupid humans!!!"

Bruce opened his mouth. He didn't know how to answer the question of venom. It sounded ridiculous, but even an alien creature that could spy on people's hearts couldn't find his positive emotions.

"You have to hurry up!" Venom's tone was very similar to Stark's at this time, obviously this genius had a great influence on him.

"There seems to be some other power in your dark mood. Once it is fully erupted, your hometown, which is the city we are staying in now, will definitely be completely destroyed! Nothing will be left Down!"

Bruce pursed his lips, once again dodging the attack of the dark consciousness.

Destroy Gotham? This may sound crazy, but it is so reasonable. This crazy city should have been destroyed long ago. What is there to miss here?

The face of Alfred appeared in his mind, he remembered the expression of the old housekeeper when he was sitting in front of the hospital bed, and he remembered the humming in his mouth when he wiped the old phone alone in the dark living room those happy tunes.

This is not beyond Bruce's expectation. If there is only one person in this city who he is attached to, it must be his butler Alfred. The place of nostalgia is the Wayne Manor where Alfred is.

Soon. His memory began to be a little hazy, as if he had returned to Wayne Manor. He pushed open a door like any other morning.

But what surprised him was that behind this door was the dark rainy alley of Gotham. Detective Gordon called him a weirdo in tights for the first time. Bats wearing capes, on the roof of the Gotham Police Department, they chatted about justice and the future of the city.

When the night was already deep, Batman turned and left. When he returned to the manor, an old friend was already waiting for him in the dim candlelight. Batman and Harvey were sitting on the sofa, and they talked about many things , It seems that there are endless topics to talk about, and Bruce talks about it like a good teacher and helpful friend. Bruce has become vague about the truths he said, but the tacit understanding between the exchanges is still very clear.

Soon, he was shuttled among the lights of tall buildings in Gotham, hugged and kissed Catwoman, and fell into a charming dream.

Those gauze curtains that were thrown, knocked down wine glasses, and scattered wine, every night that was both gentle and crazy, those warm kisses that made a bat's cold body temperature dyed, the enthusiasm made him feel An extremely fascinated lover, telling him stories about jewels and castles that Batman would never be interested in. In his memory, he listened very carefully, but in his opinion, Catwoman's eyes were more beautiful than she had exhausted her words to describe. jewels, to be brighter.

The rustling sound of the pen falling on the paper sounded, and Bruce seemed to have returned to an exam site. He watched his classmates scratching their heads in the exam room, and he might be amazed, or he might feel helpless.

Then, he painted the wall with those people, watching the black paint flow down the wall, spontaneously forming some mysterious patterns that he had never seen before, like a door of a time machine.

He passed through this door, and time traveled rapidly forward. In his dream-like memory, he advanced a little bit to the present, and then began to reverse rapidly, and all the people and objects returned to their original positions like a reversed movie. , until he returned to the place where a black sun rose, and he heard a familiar voice say to him: "Welcome to Gotham."

Venom saw that the consciousness space began to vibrate, and some broken cracks revealed a strong light. He cursed secretly, and quickly began to thread needles among Bruce's emotions, trying to bring these fragmented positive emotions together.

A little bit of light gradually rises, and then gathers into a more dazzling light ball.

The counterattack of the Kuroshio became more violent, like black ink soaking the entire world, a black ocean began to spread in the consciousness space, and the raging waves covered the sky.

Bruce, who has been withdrawn from the memory space, floats above the Kuroshio, and through layers of black waves, he sees a curled up little boy lying in the deepest part of the black ocean. He is Bruce Wayne.

Soon, Schiller saw the huge bat made of mucus fall headlong to the ground, and the mucus began to slowly recover, and then all retracted into Bruce's body.

Schiller jumped off the roof and stood in front of Bruce. Bruce got up from the ground, or rather, it was the venom that controlled his body now.

"How did you escape?"

"You have to ask that woman who ran to your house and stole the pot."

The woman who stole the jar? Schiller thought, there is only one female thief in Gotham who has this ability, so it must be Catwoman, right?

"I shouldn't have listened to Stark's nonsense." Schiller said: "He told me his symbiote had to live in a mansion worthy of being the richest man in the world, so he used his strange instruments Made a diamond jar and assured me it was both beautiful and functional.”

"Then I have to thank him."

In an instant, the black mucus erupted again, but this time the venom became its original form, that is, the big mouth full of fangs and the bright red tongue.

"Then how did you get on Batman?"

"Don't you think it's too slow to communicate in a human way? Don't waste my time," said Venom.

"Your tone reminds me of a very annoying guy."

The venom released a sticky tentacle, and the gray mist also slowly dispersed into a cloud of mist. The moment the symbiote factors came into contact, the two sides exchanged countless messages.

Grey Fog said to Schiller in his mind: "...a woman with cat ears...is like that car...the necessary process of human reproduction...don't let me see...he can't figure it out..."

"Okay, I see..." Schiller covered his forehead, he already knew what was going on, he said, "Don't tell me the details, Bruce deserves it."

Then Venom grinned with that big mouth and said, "You can't catch me anymore! Hahahahahahaha! I'm free!! I'm going to eat everyone's brains here!! I..."

"As I said before, before you think about eating, you may still have troubles to deal with..."

Just as Venom was about to answer him, he felt that his consciousness was suppressed again for a moment, and he yelled unwillingly: "No! Damn humans! Rotten people!!"

But in the end, the mucus returned to the body, and Bruce shook his head and said, "Did it work? What the **** is going on?"

"You should ask the idiot inside you."

"I'm not referring to this. He's already told me who he is and what he's going to do. I'm referring to..." Bruce covered his head in pain, and said, "Why would I lose control? Those terrible things What's going on with the negative emotions? Why... Where did the darkness come from?"

"It seems that you have discovered it." Schiller said: "The darkness hidden in your body is terrible. Although it has never been out of control before, once it gets out of control, you may destroy everything."

"What the **** is that?"

"That's Batman, don't you know that?"

"Batman? Then who am I? No...no...impossible!" Bruce knelt down covering his eyes, half kneeling on the ground, looking very painful, he said: "Impossible...I am Batman... I am Batman..."

"You think you have become another you, but in fact, this is just an appearance."

Schiller's thoughts began to drift away, and he began to gradually recall the Batman he knew in those comics, and his voice began to appear more and more illusory, he said: "Batman? You and him are somewhat Different, indeed, he does not blindly pursue darkness."

"He is the ultimate darkness, but also the ultimate light. He controls this hopeless city with extreme darkness, and then uses light to prevent the destruction that this extreme darkness may bring."

It sounds more like Schiller's exclamation, Bruce's voice is full of fatigue, he said: "I thought, I don't need that, I'm an avenger in the night, I don't need anything that may shake The useless emotions of my beliefs, I am not that ridiculous Bruce, that powerless, unable to save and change anything, little Bruce..."

It was also the first time Schiller heard such obvious tremors in his tone. Bruce's tone was almost too trembling to finish the last complete word, or perhaps, he was unwilling to say it.

This is the first time he's said what he's been running from—that night, the two shots, the two men lying in blood, and the helpless man named Bruce Wayne. little boy.

He thought that little Bruce was buried forever that night.

So when he realized that, like that little boy, he still had fantasies that he shouldn't have about the world, about the pleasant memories of that night's movie, it seemed like all the hatred and past years Hate-driven efforts are like self-defeating escapes.

Confronting the little boy who lost his parents brought Schiller more intense emotional fluctuations than facing Batman. He said the same thing: "...Even in Gotham, there are days."

Bruce's Adam's apple moved, he took a deep breath, as if he was suddenly injected with some vitality, he stood up, a little trembling, the cold wind of Gotham night, blowing on his bat armor, who brought it Can't hear the tremor either.

Limpy, he walked slowly to the edge of the roof.

Standing there, he saw a gleam of light appear on the skyline of Gotham City, and a thin golden line cut through the thick darkness like the creation of heaven and earth.

Bruce has never seen the sunrise in Gotham.

He suddenly discovered that even in such a dark and gloomy city, the moment the sun rose, the light piercing the darkness was still radiant like he had never seen before.

The darker it is, the brighter it appears to be shocking.

Bruce closed his eyes, and he slowly gathered the fingers of one hand, as if holding the light that cut through the darkness.

Soon, Bruce took a deep breath and opened his eyes. The sun's glow was contained in his eyes, and the arc of light from the sky left a bright golden color in his pupils.

No one knows, he briefly saw the little boy lying under the black tide in the consciousness space, and it wasn't until he saw him~IndoMTL.com~ Bruce didn't understand that he always regarded those happy memories as He is rewarded first with a painful life, and therefore, whenever he gets a little happiness, he always wants to repay it with ten times the pain.

He is so eager to avoid these happy memories, just as he instinctively avoids pain.

If he wants to become Batman, what he has to accept is not only the pain and darkness, but also the same. He has always been that little boy, he has been looking forward to that movie, and has been yearning for the light.

Just like the dark night many years ago, if there is no expectation for the light, there will never be a desire to blend into the darkness.

"Who am I?"

He whispered, "Who am I?"

The light of dawn will not answer him, but he already has the answer in his heart, he said: "I am Bruce Wayne..."

"I am Batman..."

His tone became lighter: "...I am, Batman."

A silent and heavy oath fell in his heart, like a heavy stone tablet, standing firm under the wash of the Kuroshio.

From today onwards, there will only be one Batman in this dark city, Bruce Wayne and Batman.

Starting today, he will bear the dark authority of the mad city of Gotham, and then hold the blade as bright as the dawn.

He shall stand above this living hell, where no wind shall pierce his armor nor fire shall melt his heart.

He will have no rules, no fear of all guilt, will be bounded by the dawn, and will be called the dawn, in the dark, with a heart to the light, and always to the light.

Bruce thought, he would be Dawn of Gotham.

He will be - Batman.