The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

My father was a tyrant, a dictator who didn't allow anyone to question him. I tried my best to meet his demands and become a perfect heir, but he was still wary of me and didn't want to tell me anything.

I clearly know that he has been able to rule the underground of Gotham for so many years, not only because of his ability and wisdom, I know...

He's not the real King of Gotham, there is another person who secretly controls Gotham, a mysterious organization, a great organization...

Batman looked at Alberto silently. The muscles on Alberto's face changed completely, like a stranger Batman had never seen before. There was an emotion the knight had never heard in Evans' tone.

But according to Evans, the Godfather is not like that.

Him? What does he know? Yes...he is the perfect son of Carmine, and Carmine created him simply because he thinks I'm not perfect...

So what happened to your death?

Alberto snorted coldly, and he glanced down. There seemed to be no response he wanted in the chasm, so, as if to pass the time, he said to Batman: I accidentally learned that, Gotham is a city that cannot be saved, and those who don't belong will eventually leave.

It's all because of a great organization that secretly controls Gotham, they control the city and make the city turn to their will.

Godfather? That's just a lingering survivor. He has never ruled Gotham. He failed in the confrontation with this force. It is this mysterious organization that let him go, so he can become Godfather.

During a quarrel with him, he inadvertently disclosed clues about this organization. I secretly pursued it to no avail, but inadvertently came into contact with their believers.

That is a great dark force that I have never seen before... Alberto's tone began to reveal fanaticism, he said: His wings have always protected this city, and we will all bow down to him...

So, you joined this organization?

No, no... Alberto said nervously, They won't allow me to join, I don't understand...

In his crazy soliloquy, Batman seemed to see a group of black night owls standing behind him. They snickered and said to Alberto in his ear: You are the offspring of the rebels! ...You must atone for your sins, atone for your blood...go, go...

Alberto fell to his knees again, began to tremble all over, and his voice became slurred, as if resentful and fearful, he said: They gave me a knife, a hard and sharp knife, and I use it stabbed at...

Alberto's tone became painful, as if everything he said was different from what he remembered.

You want to kill your father? Batman asked.

No, I don't... I just want to atone, I want to...

You just wanted to kill him, but you failed in the end, didn't you?

Alberto's tone became full of resentment and resentment again: Carmine was obviously prepared for me, I was too late!

Then he killed you and created Evans?

It's not him, it's that... Alberto paused, and said with some difficulty: It's that priest, they are in the same group, they know everything...

It seems that it was indeed a farce. Falcone's eldest son didn't die at all, he just changed his identity.

But I'm a little surprised. How could this be hidden from everyone? You have exactly the same appearance and the same age. Someone will recognize you, right?

But just after saying this, Batman reacted, and he said, The funeral?

...That's right, Carmine invited everyone who had seen me to attend my funeral, and then they all died, including that little Cobbot's father.

Isn't it about the umbrella? Batman said to himself.

Alberto sneered and said, It seems that you know a lot.

It's just about the umbrellas. Do you think Carmine knows nothing about them? You're wrong... No one knows them better than the godfather, but he never said it.

Carmine took advantage of the loophole. He tampered with a batch of raw materials for umbrellas, so that the umbrellas would not be delivered on time. On another rainy day, he called everyone out, so they all died.

He claimed that idiot was my younger brother who lived abroad with his mother since he was a child, so he replaced me as the youngest son of the godfather.

For a long time, I was indeed dead, and only Evans existed.

He became a devout believer and often went to church to pray, but he didn't know that this was exactly what Carmine did to make me disappear completely.

That priest has superhuman powers, I don't know what that is...but he seems to really be able to affect people's spirits.

Every time Evans came into contact with him, his personality would become more stable, while Alberto would slowly dissipate.

But luckily... Alberto smiled and said, During this disaster, the church was destroyed and the priest had to leave. Evans hasn't prayed to him for a long time.

So you came back to life?

In the beginning, I couldn't control this body alone, I only had a vague consciousness, but I am the real master of this body. Soon, I will be able to control this body when Evans is asleep.

I have something to do. In order not to let others find out, I managed to control Seldon.

But in the end you killed him, why?

That is a selfish idiot, short-sighted, and only cares about immediate interests. I originally wanted to use his position to get the students of Gotham University to gather together at the Easter banquet, and then create an easter egg explosion. Those special eggs are also for These students prepared.

But the idiot headmaster thought it would hurt his reputation, he didn't use the Easter eggs I gave him, so I had to change the way, send them to various grocery stores to sell, or give them to the gangsters .”

Why are you doing this? Just to make a mess?

I did it for an experiment.

Alberto's answer was beyond Batman's expectations, but he instinctively thought of a question, and he asked, What is the maddening substance in the egg?

It's the immortality factor.

Eternal life... what?

It's something that can make people live forever, let people never die, do you understand?

Batman didn't speak for a while, he looked at Alberto as if he was looking at an idiot, Alberto felt his eyes, and he said as if angry: You don't understand at all!! This is the great power Things to live on! I have been investigating for a long time...

He took a deep breath, and then said as if he had calmed down: I didn't gain anything from my contact with them, I know that they rely on something called 'fine wine' to cultivate those powerful killers.

'Wine'? What's that?

In their records, this factor has the same characteristics as wine, which can make people crazy and intoxicated, and it can also make people live forever.

They used this factor to create a powerful killer, and I firmly believe that this is his greatness, it is his gift and reward to mankind, and I, I will get this reward...

Give up your weird and ridiculous theories, there is nothing in this world that can make people live forever.

Alberto showed a crazy smile, and he cast his eyes on the crack in the center of the cathedral, where a faint green light appeared faintly, and he said: Thanks to that priest, thanks to that idiot named Evans, I noticed the cathedral s difference……

Batman also looked there, and he said, Don't tell me, this thing is under the church.

After the church was damaged, this precious fine wine seeped out of the cracks. I collected some. According to the records of the mysterious organization, the fine wine must be mature before drinking, but I don't know when it matures.

For that, I had to do an experiment to get the answer, so I diluted them, made a spray, and put them in Easter eggs.

It's going to drive people crazy without good wine, but that's okay... I got the answers I wanted.

Alberto took a deep breath. He half-kneeled down beside the crack, staring at the light in the crack. He said: Good wine needs to be fermented and aged. Just tonight, it will mature. As long as I If I can get the purest wine, I can live forever...

Then he looked up at the crucifix in front of the church, and said in a trembling tone: Like Jesus, I will be resurrected this night, return to heaven, and become a god. Those who make me suffer will pay the price... ...

Stop dreaming. Batman's cold tone interrupted Alberto's imagination, and he said, First of all, I think this so-called fine wine is a scam, and second, I won't give you a chance to get it .”

You can't stop me! Alberto saw that under the brighter and brighter moonlight, the green light began to brighten, and a strong smell of wine came out, like some kind of fruit that was beginning to ripen.

He jumped forward like crazy, trying to jump into the crack.

First a shot hit him in the shoulder, and the recoil carried Alberto backwards, followed by two darts hitting him in the knee, incapacitating him.

Alberto lay on the ground, as if subdued, but Batman still cautiously did not go over, but came around the crack, behind Alberto, and approached him from behind,

Just as he was about to approach Alberto, he saw a tricky smile appearing in the shadow cast by Alberto's hair.

Batman stepped back in an instant, and a violent explosion sounded from under Alberto's body. In an instant, the floor of the church exploded, and the long cracks were expanded into a large hole by the explosion. re-exist.

Standing on the edge of the collapse, Batman looked down, and he saw that the underground of the church had turned into a large swimming pool, filled with an unknown green liquid, which shimmered and smelled like high alcohol, even Even if you inhale a little, it makes you a little dizzy.

Batman took a few steps back, shook his head, and a gust of cold wind blew past him, making him feel better.

Batman, who had added a gas mask to his visor since the last fire, pulled the visor over his muzzle and stepped forward, looking down into the green pool.

He didn't see Alberto's figure, but Batman remembered that during the explosion, Alberto fell with the collapsed church floor, and he should have fallen into this green pool.

This liquid was too weird, Batman didn't dare to deal with it rashly, and he didn't have a suitable fishing tool in his hand. Just when he was about to turn around and leave to prepare tools, he heard gurgling bubbles coming from behind Voice.

Batman turned his head and saw the shimmering green pool with a series of bubbles floating on the surface, as if something was blowing under it.

Immediately afterwards, a pale hand stretched out from the edge of the pool. Gotham's cold moonlight shone on the back of his hand. The joints and blood vessels on it protruded, like a mummy that had been stored for many years.

The moonlight was brighter, the wind was lighter, and the air around the cathedral was condensed into a piece of ice. In the atmosphere that was about to freeze, in an instant, the crucifix that was affected by the explosion collapsed and shattered into several pieces.

In this long Easter, Jesus was not resurrected, but died completely.

In its place, resurrected in madness, Gotham's eternal nightmare—

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