Godslayer in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 64 The Visitor from the Other Side of the Door

Can the crime of "ruining one's father" be punished with the death penalty?

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Bruce Wayne, the father, was furious, his fists clenched and his teeth were clenched tightly.

If it weren't for the fact that Americans don't really believe in "spare the rod and spoil the child," old Bruce would have given that glib-tongued time traveler a good beating no matter what.

His eyes were piercing as he stared intently at Ang.

Who knew that this despicable, unfilial son would press four fingers of his right hand against his chest and start talking.

"Have you heard the children's cries? Have you felt the city crumbling? Have you not noticed the sneers of those who have succeeded in their schemes? Have you ever thought... that friends are no longer friends, and homes are no longer homes..." Ang's four emotionally charged questions sounded both magical and brainwashing, leaving Bruce speechless.

When a time traveler applies the so-called "Qinliu Virus" to Gotham City at this moment, and to Bruce, who was recently tricked by that bitch Miranda and handed over his nuclear fusion reactor, it is incredibly fitting.

Bruce was a calm to the point of being indifferent. He knew that Ang was making fun of him, but he was even more certain that Ang was right!

Compared to his "insignificant" symbiotic father-son relationship with Angle, isn't the safety of the 1200 million people in Gotham City more important?

Just then, the bandits below them were apparently attacked.

Screams continued to erupt, yet the area of ​​silence was clearly expanding.

It wasn't one person, but a mysterious squad with capabilities surpassing those of special forces, clearing the area in some way.

He focused his gaze and asked in a deep voice, "Who... exactly are you?"

Ang maintained his composure, a wild smirk playing on his lips: "And who are you? Gotham's richest man, Bruce Wayne? Or perhaps the infamous Batman?"

Such a probing question made the old father somewhat embarrassed.

Adults are beings who live behind a mask.

Everyone has two sides: the surface side and the real side.

The biggest difference between Bruce and ordinary people is that he plays a very big game behind the scenes.

He possesses an unyielding moral and legal fastidiousness, which has led him to take countless actions that transcend the law. Because of this, after the Joker incident, when Commissioner Gordon was forced to publicly smash the Bat-Light that summoned Batman, he fell into a period of silence.

This is self-exile, and also a severe self-examination of the soul.

He hates those who are above the law and despises criminals who escape legal punishment.

And that's how Batman came to be!

As he scrutinized the illegitimate son in front of him, he was shocked to discover that the other man was also secretly involved in a very serious affair.

What is he supposed to do?

Should they gather evidence against Ang and, if they find anything amiss, send their only son to prison or Arkham Asylum?

He didn't want to show favoritism! And he felt he would never show favoritism in his life!

He now finds himself in a very difficult situation!

Above him was the nuclear fusion super-explosive he had personally developed. If this thing detonated and killed even one innocent civilian in Gotham City, he would never forgive himself, even if he died.

Beneath their feet was an incredibly bizarre interdimensional portal, which would require one, or even a team of, top-tier experts to deal with.

There's only one Batman! And he can't create clones!

Even if he urgently summons Robin, he probably won't be able to handle both sides at the same time.

Bruce, as Batman, remained silent.

At this point, Ang spoke up: "Alright! I don't want to put you in a difficult position. From now on, you can manage the human beings as much as possible. But as for the non-human creatures, don't hold Kratos's methods against you."

"As much as possible" means "no guarantee".

But this was already the limit of what Bruce's moral fastidiousness could accept. Wiping the blood off his face, Bruce said nothing and walked right past Ang.

Silence is consent!

Just as he was about to leave the passage, he heard the voice of a disobedient son behind him.

"Wayne Corporation will always belong to Wayne. After this, I will leave the voting rights of the company's stock to you or Mr. Fox. I don't have time to concern myself with any 'secret science department'."

That's what exchange is.

In this lifetime, Batman is unlikely to retain his "money power."

Batman can still be Batman!

Finally, Ang casually added one last sentence: "Yes, 001-917XXXXX, that's Tony's number. Some people, one person is an army."

If he could, Batman would never make that call; his pride wouldn't allow him to.

But the lives of Gotham's citizens will always take precedence over Bruce Wayne's pride.

Bruce still remembered the number.

Turning his gaze away from the direction where his father had disappeared, Ang put on Kratos's hood: "Alright! Let's see what kind of surprise Bane has in store for me."

When Ang, in Kratos's guise, jumped down, the scene had already been subdued.

"Hurry, get out of here!" The Lance sisters organized the evacuation of the innocent people.

Catwoman, Huntress, Katana, and Ghost Spider gathered around the enormous portal.

The huntress spoke up: "Boss! This is bad! This thing doesn't seem to be stopping."

Bruce, who was the "main course," was rescued, but the blood pool remains.

On the surface, it appears to be a large pile of waste that could be dumped into a sewer without any problems. However, upon closer inspection, it is not difficult to discover a swirling, ever-expanding, blood-red mist rising from the pool of blood.

The bloody smell around the blood pool was so strong that it formed a blood-red curtain around the portal, almost like a physical object.

With his elemental inspiration, Ang easily discerned the blood-red runes glowing with an eerie red light from the curtain.

"Throw incendiary bombs over there."

At Ang's command, everyone pulled out their prepared incendiary bombs, turning the area around the blood pool into a sea of ​​fire within seconds.

The blood pool is the only exception!

The entire blood pool resembled a living, unidentified organ, constantly sucking the blood from the pool, and it seemed quite angry because some of the offerings had been taken away.

From the seemingly empty doorway, a non-human, beastly roar could be heard.

"roar--"

This is not a hallucination!

This is a being from another world, who uses roars to express its thirst for flesh and blood!

"Heh! This... is a bit lacking!" Ang sneered.

Gwen glared at Ang: "Isn't something this wicked enough?"

"Of course, I originally thought that Bane's most magnificent plan was to detonate a nuclear fusion reactor and then use the lives of 1200 million people as sacrifices to open the gate to destruction. That would be a truly grand scheme! Now, it's a bit petty."

The six women around him were all speechless.

Boss, please don't say anything. What if the people across the door overhear and do it?

But then Ang added, "Now it seems it's not that Bane didn't want to do it. It's just that this interdimensional portal doesn't need charred acquaintances, but fresh flesh and blood!"

This is also a test!

Suddenly, the seemingly empty portal became active.

The thick blood mist in the door frame began to form an image. Although it was a bit blurry, you could still see the Gotham sewers on the other side.

However, it's the hell version.

Countless crimson human bones lay scattered across the portal, and a strong, putrid stench wafted out. Along with them came low, mournful, and terrifying murmurs, as if countless ghouls were feasting on the other side of the door.

As the various figures on the other side of the door stepped across the blood-red door, the blood-red light on the door suddenly dimmed, and the huge cloud of blood-red mist shrank into a single point as if a star had collapsed after those guys passed through the door, disappearing without a trace.

Clearly, all the energy in the door had been exhausted.

Looking at these rivals who were affecting the city's appearance, Ang's facial muscles twitched slightly.

"Suicide Squad!"

It's a zombie version, though!

(End of this chapter)