The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1329 Pursuit
"Whoo~"

Bruce, who had been slumped on the ground, stood up again and shook his head as if trying to fling something away.

"Just as I thought, family ties are the key to awakening Bruce Wayne. He will wake up whenever Alfred and Dick Grayson are involved."

“It’s alright though.” Zul En A gave a strange smile. “Now I’m the one in control, but I still can’t let my guard down. I still need to find a way to get rid of these two people.”

"Or perhaps I should also think of an alternative plan."

As he spoke, Zul En A turned to look at the cabinet next to him, which contained several sets of Batsuits. There were all kinds of Batsuits in the cabinet, enough to deal with any unexpected situation.

However, Zul didn't fancy any of these battle suits; what he really wanted was what was behind them.

Zul walked to the wardrobe, skillfully opened the combination lock on the side, entered the password, and the wardrobe slowly opened, revealing the space hidden behind it.

There hung a robot there, which could be described as slender, and from a distance it looked like Batman.

This robot is actually the fail-safe that Zul mentioned to Dick before. Its capabilities are exactly the same as what Zul described, except that it is not yet complete.

The fail-safe is just a shell right now; the internal code isn't finished yet. After all, this is something very important, so Batman has never asked anyone to get involved in it.

The only person who knew about the fault insurance was Alfred, and Batman hadn't fully told him the truth yet, only that he needed to be given top-level access.

Batman knew perfectly well that once Alfred knew the truth about the faulty insurance, he would never let him build it. So he planned to act first and tell Alfred the truth only after it was completed.

Because he was working alone, the manufacturing process for the faulty fuse was extremely slow. Batman could only secretly hide in the Batcave and write code after each mission.

Bruce's life is even worse than that of an average programmer. It's all thanks to the Wayne family's good genes, otherwise he would have been bald long ago.

However, Batman still entered the underlying code into the fail-safe, which is the code that Batman would execute after killing someone.

Stroking the metal body before him, Zul's eyes revealed a greedy glint. Bruce's body had indeed reached the limits of human strength, but years of fighting had left him with a host of hidden injuries.

Although Yang Le had helped him heal his hidden injuries, this incident also made Zul realize that the human body has its limits.

Zul looked down at his abdomen, where, besides his perfect eight-pack abs, there was a slit, left by Dick when he threatened him with the batarang.

"It was just a light scratch that left a wound. What a fragile body."

After making a remark, Zul gave a command to the bat-like computer beside him.

"Mobilize all the resources of the Bat Cave to complete the failsafe."

Zul then walked to the wardrobe and took out a set of battle armor.

This suit is completely different from Batman's previous ones, which were all made up of inconspicuous colors like gray and black.

This outfit is the complete opposite; the suit is a striking red, while the hood and skin are light purple.

Zul put on the suit. Although the only difference between him and Batman was the color of the suit, their demeanor was completely different.

If the Batman of the past was a reserved assassin, then Zul'Aar is more like a warrior.

“Alfred is still under my control, but the escaped Dick Grayson is always a problem.” Zul put the carefully selected gadgets into his belt, then continued to mutter to himself, “I have to catch him before he escapes Gotham City. It would be bad if he told the Justice League about me and Bruce.”

"Although I am also acting for justice, the members of the Justice League will definitely not allow a second personality like me to take over the body of someone they originally knew."

Even though this body originally belonged to me.

Zul didn't care, after all, he already had a better option.

...

"Buzz!"

Zul, riding his motorcycle, headed straight for Robin. Robin, seeing this, hurriedly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the impact.

"squeak------!"

After overtaking Robin, Zul slowed down and swerved the car sideways, leaving a long trail on the ground with a screeching sound, before coming to a stop.

"Not bad skills. It seems Batman has trained you quite well. But it's a pity that such skillful movements are only good for useless work."

Zul strode off the motorcycle, reaching down to retrieve a long-handled weapon hanging on it. Robin, who had just stood up, recognized it as a metal baseball bat.

"call!"

The metal bat swung in Zul's hand, emitting a series of unsettling whistling sounds.

"I'm serious, why don't you come and help me? After all, having one more person will save me a lot of trouble."

Robin didn't reply, but instead racked his brains to think of a way to deal with his opponent.

After all, although they are not the same person, according to Zul, their memories are interconnected and they are using the same body, so their skills are probably not too different.

Not only that, Robin also frequently sparred with Batman, but he never won a single time, and Batman knew all his weaknesses.

If I followed my old fighting strategy, I would definitely be defeated and taken back by Zul within five moves.

At this point, change is imperative!

As Robin thought this, he threw three batarangs, which flew from three different directions at Zul with his superb skill.

The latter seemed to have seen everything in advance, taking two steps back to dodge the net of three darts, and then using a metal baseball bat to deflect all three darts at the same time.

"I taught you all your skills, so you can't hide anything from me no matter what method you use."

Zul scoffed, swinging his bat as he walked over. He looked nothing like the Batman of the past; he looked more like… the Joker?
Robin was startled by his own thought. He didn't know how he had connected the two people, but looking at the other person's faint smile, he couldn't help but shudder.

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you.” Zulfa said, eyeing his prey.

"At most, I'll break your arms and legs."

(End of this chapter)