The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In a wide and somewhat dim room, damp water droplets condensed on the stone walls, hundreds of candles were fixed on the walls at different heights, and huge silk ribbons hung down from the towering ceiling supports. Leaves intertwined 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 the city since the early days of Gotham. In some comic versions, it is described as being maintained by the founders of Gotham or their descendants. Organization, the Dark Lord of Gotham City.

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

But in any case, this organization has existed in Gotham for a long time, and has been secretly controlling the city.

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

Of course, this was their original purpose, but the situation was different at this time, or, when they saw a huge black monster jumping out of the monitoring equipment on the belt of the claw, the nature of the whole story happened complete change.

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

During this period of changes in Gotham City, the Owl Court is not completely unconcerned, but the problem is that any parliamentary organization needs to go through a series of discussion meetings and members to express their opinions when deciding on a certain matter. , the Court of Owls is no exception, targeting Gotham is the latest change, they need to investigate, collect evidence, analyze, and then vote.

That's right, this damn evil organization is damn 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. Huge benefits have come, which is actually in line with the interests 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 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 monitoring 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's three views , and fundamentally changed the purpose of the meeting.

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.

As a kind of factor organisms, symbionts fight more at the micro level, that is, symbiont 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 it will lose. many.

There is no way to talk about tactics with this kind of crazy enemy, and the defense will only make him lose more, so Schiller has 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 begin to gradually become invisible in this crazy mutual engulfment, the pulling of mucus and mist makes all this seem It's more like a battle between light and shadow, and under the silent appearance, there are screams, chaos and crazy battles that ordinary people can't see.

And the Owl Court is not ordinary people, they do have some dark power that ordinary people don't 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 this world is not as simple and peaceful as it seems. They know that there are more Many great and dark forces are watching 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 like being strangled by the neck , feeling suffocated and terrified.

And Schiller, the huge sun rising from the gray mist looks like a black hole devouring everything. Those weird and bizarre mist patterns add a sense of sacredness in religious rituals amidst the weirdness and absurdity. Solemn, it is really hard not to remind people of something.

The infinite possibilities brought out by the unique race of symbionts make 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 introduce a special enthusiastic netizen to the court of owls——

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 god group, the stepfather of the god-slayer Geer, the God of Thor made friends, and the headache of Thanos occurred The ultimate nightmare of the three cosmic empires—the god of symbiosis, Gnar.

Well, although the story of Gnar that I told before sounds a bit dishy, ​​in fact, this demon god 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 ranked high. No. Although his special descendants are not independent cosmic demon gods, they are at least immediate relatives.

You must know that in this era, most villains with names and surnames have not fully debuted, let alone those demon gods who transcend the earth level, but the battle between these two people seems to have skipped countless power levels suddenly, directly The level of fighting has changed from a block fight to a cosmic event.

Can this court of owls stop a little bit?

As a result, the topic of this meeting changed from whether to interfere with 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, it is best not to do it before understanding why Batman and the professor suddenly jumped from an ordinary person living on the ground to a cosmic level monster. What a drastic move.

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, the owl would have no chance of running home and crying while hugging Barbatos' thigh.

Schiller originally 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 freezing people. His wife was treated, but before he could do so, 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?

Thinking like this, Schiller found 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 top of the highest building, 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 became more intense.

Wave after wave of dark tides overwhelmed the sky, and Bruce's own personality consciousness was like a lonely boat in a storm, crumbling.

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

Joining forces with him to fight against the enemy, there is also the miserable consciousness of venom. He still hasn't figured out why he stabbed the hornet's nest again.

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

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

Conscious world limit survival, right? ? ?

Venom was really wronged. When he first debuted, the first host he encountered 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 doesn't 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 per day, and the tornado and dust storms are so fucking unrecognizable that the venom almost blows his head off.

When the venom was shaken out of Stark's body, it felt like a lucky escape.

Then, he was locked in the jar and starved for a long time, and finally found a chance to run out. The 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 an easy-to-use brain. It's not as fast as Stark's turn, but his mind is full of insignificant data such as ward beds and prison rooms.

Venom, who is full of longing for a happy life, thought he would get into an egg happily. Just as he was drooling at the yolk and was about to swallow it in one gulp, a Tyrannosaurus rex hatched from the egg, and the venom almost ate it. Get 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 humans be so outrageous? If one day, he can also write the gene pool of the symbiont, he must tell all his compatriots: stay away from humans, safety first, finding a host is not standardized, and the symbiont 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. After all, Bruce is a fan of the authorities, but Venom is very clear. Dark emotions on the dark side, Bruce has to inspire enough positive emotions.

Then why are you still standing there? 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 hit by the Kuroshio again, he broke down and said, What is there to hide!! 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! There will be nothing left!

Bruce pursed his lips, and once again he dodged 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?

Alfred's face appeared in his mind, he remembered the expression of the old housekeeper when he was sitting in front of the hospital bed, and he also remembered the words he hummed in his mouth when he wiped the old phone alone in the dark living room happy tunes.

This is not beyond Bruce's expectation. If there is only one person in this city that he feels attached to, it must be his butler Alfred. If there is one place that he feels attached to , that is 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, 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. They talked about many things, as if there was something There are endless topics to talk about, 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 shuttled through the lights of Gotham's high-rise buildings, embraced 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 days that made a bat’s cold body dyed with passionate kisses, the passion that fascinated him Lover, tell 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 are more precious than the gems she exhausted her words to describe, 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, maybe in amazement, or maybe felt 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. At the place where a black sun rose, he heard a familiar voice say to him: Welcome to Gotham.

Venom watched the consciousness space start to vibrate, 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 space of consciousness, and the raging waves covered the sky.

Bruce, who has been withdrawn from the memory space, floats above the Kuroshio. Through the layers of black waves, he sees a curled up little boy lying in the deepest part of the black ocean. That is him, it 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, who got up from the ground, or rather, it was the venom that controlled his body now.

How on earth did you escape?

You have to ask the woman who came to your house to steal the jar.

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 built one with one of his weird instruments. Diamond Jar, and promise me it's 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 the hell did you get on Batman?

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

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 factor came into contact, the two sides exchanged countless messages.

Gray Mist said to Schiller in his mind: ...the woman with cat ears... is like that car...the necessary process of human reproduction...don't let me see...he can't understand...

Okay, I get it... Schiller covered his forehead, he already knew what was going on, and 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! Hahahahahaha! I'm free!! I'm going to eat everyone's brains here!! I...

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

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

But in the end, the mucus retreated, and Bruce shook his head and said, Did it work? What the hell is going on here?

You should ask the crap inside you.

I don't mean this. He has told me who he is and what he is going to do. I mean... Bruce covered his head in pain, and said, Why am I out of control? Those terrible negative emotions are What's going on? Why... Where did the darkness come from?

It seems that you have discovered it. Schiller said: The darkness lurking 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 hell 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 are a little different from him, 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 a Schiller exclamation, Bruce's voice is full of tiredness, he said: I thought, I don't need that, I'm an avenger in the night, I don't need anything that might shake my faith Useless emotions, I'm not that ridiculous Bruce, that powerless, unable to save and change anything, little Bruce...

It was also the first time for Schiller to hear such an obvious tremor in his tone. Bruce's tone was almost too trembling to finish the last complete word, or maybe, he didn't want to say it.

It was the first time he had spoken of what he had been avoiding—that night, those two shots, those two men lying in pools of blood, and that helpless little boy named Bruce Wayne.

He had thought that little Bruce was buried forever that night.

So when he realized that he was still, like that little boy, having undeserved fantasies about the world, about the same pleasant memories of the movie that night, it was like all the hate and hate-driven All efforts are like self-deceiving escapes.

Confronting the little boy who lost his parents brought Schiller more violent emotional fluctuations than facing Batman. : ...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, trembling a little, the cold wind of Gotham night, blowing on his bat armor, brought a feeling that no one could hear to the tremor.

Limping a bit, he walked slowly to the edge of the roof.

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

Bruce had never seen the sunrise over 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 that Bruce realized that he always regarded those happy memories as the first reward for his painful life 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 that dark night many years ago, without the expectation of light, there will never be a desire to blend into the darkness.

who I am?

He whispered, Who am I?

The light of dawn would not answer him, but he already had an answer in his heart, and he said, I am Bruce Wayne...

I am Batman……

His tone began to soften: ...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.

Starting today, there will only be one Batman in this dark city, Bruce Wayne, also Batman.

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

He shall stand above this living hell, where the wind shall not penetrate his armor, nor the fire shall melt his heart.

He will have no rules, no fear of all guilt, will be bounded by dawn, and will be called 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.