The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

How did it go from a superhero movie to a mythological epic?

Chapter 192 The Bat Preparing to Save Gotham's Broken State

"Is there any way to deal with this new god?" Broken Bat Bruce frowned deeply, staring intently at the huge red light source in the sky.

If the devil in his mind is right, how should he deal with this damned new god?

How can we defend the city he is in?

"What method?" Bai Lang, attached to his body, murmured.

“Kill all the criminals, and then let me descend.”

"You yourself?" Bruce the Broken Bat asked in bewilderment.

"That's right, my original self, what's attached to you now is just a split soul of mine."

Split soul?

Although Broken Bat didn't know the exact difference, he could tell from Bai Lang's tone that the other party had a way to deal with Apokolips, which was about to arrive on Earth.

"If you kill all the criminals, will your true self be able to descend?" he asked with a doubtful tone.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can go find other superheroes in this world, if they are still alive."

After saying this, Bai Lang's voice gradually disappeared from Bruce the Broken Bat's mind.

"Other superheroes?" Broken Bat's mind drifted to the images of superheroes from other cities in America.

The clown and the penguin just stared at him blankly until the penguin broke the silence.

"Um...can we leave now?"

Bruce the Broken Bat snapped out of his daze. "Leave?"

The words Bai Lang had just spoken flashed through his mind: kill the other criminals, let the devil himself descend, and then fight the new god.

His lips curled slightly upwards, revealing gleaming white teeth and an eerie smile.

When the elderly clown and penguin saw that smile, they felt a chill run down their spines.

A familiar, chilling feeling washed over them from all directions.

But this wasn't the feeling of Gotham from decades ago; it was the chilling presence of Batman's smile.

"Hiss... that smile..."

Just as the penguin was about to say that the smile was too creepy, his head was forcefully twisted off by the bat.

Crimson blood spurted out, splashing onto the faces of the Broken Bat Bruce and the Old Joker.

The old clown's pale face was covered in crimson, as if he had just taken a bath in blood.

"Batman... have you gone mad too?" His face began to display the manic smile he had worn decades ago, as if something exciting was about to happen.

"Joker, you have no right to know these things. All I did was save Gotham, nothing more."

A deep voice came from the mouth of the tattered bat.

A moment later, the headless, pale corpse fell to the ground, and on the head that kept rolling away, a pale, maniacal smile sent chills down one's spine.

With the deaths of the elderly Joker and the elderly Penguin, Gotham welcomed a new ruler who had reigned for thirty years.

However, unlike Bruce Wayne thirty years ago, as the Broken Bat, his methods are much more ruthless than before.

He killed criminals on sight, not even sparing the inmates at Arkham Asylum.

In just half a month, the Revolutionary Army and the Order of the Angels of Death were quickly wiped out, and even all the criminals in Gotham City were killed.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood formed in Gotham, accumulating a foul stench that lingered for a long time.

Meanwhile, Bai Lang absorbed souls to his heart's content during this period, accumulating a considerable amount of power within the split souls.

Although it can only slightly affect reality, if it is integrated with one's own power, it can also slightly enhance one's own power.

After spending half a month turning Gotham back into his own city, the Broken Bat immediately went to Metropolis.

During his fifth year of imprisonment by Jean Paul, he heard that there was a guy in this place called Superman.

Two years ago, this place was hit by a disaster called the Parasite Demon.

Driving the Batmobile, the Broken Bat arrived in the city of Metropolis in just a few tens of minutes.

Compared to thirty years ago, the metropolis has become more prosperous, but many other places have become more dilapidated.

The sounds of hunger and sobbing could be heard from time to time in the low-lying slums.

Meanwhile, the skyscrapers are filled with drones and various high-tech aircraft flying in the air.

There were even pleasant female voices drifting slowly from the planes.

"Today marks the second anniversary of Superman's death. To commemorate the passing of the great Superman, business and political figures from Metropolis, as well as many social celebrities, have come to Superman's grave to pay their respects."

Louise Lane, distraught, squeezed into the crowd, gazing at the suited businessmen and treacherous politicians ahead.

Standing before the graves of the world's superheroes, they wore hypocritical expressions, even their tears were forced out.

It made her feel nauseous, yet she was also deeply saddened.

It was clearly her lover who died to save the entire metropolis, yet these hypocritical people took the opportunity to stand up for her.

There were even hypocritical businessmen giving disgusting speeches.

In this world, Lex Luthor, with his full head of red hair, stands solemnly before Superman's grave.

"Although I used to disagree with Superman, he still saved me and the people of Metropolis in many ways."

"So let us remember him, look up at the sky he once soared through, and become what he hoped we would become."

"And today I am announcing the official launch of Lexcorp's 'Tomorrow Fund' to help everyone become better people."

Louise Lane left the crowd looking dejected and walked down the street.

You can often see people selling Superman-themed clothes and Superman vs. Superman models on the roadside.

Loud laughter came from all around, but people's joys and sorrows are not the same, and Louise only felt that they were noisy.

She planned to return to the small farm to visit Superman's adoptive parents, and also to travel to the Kryptonian spaceship in Antarctica to return Superman's cape to the ship.

“Yes… he is the last Kryptonian in the world.” Louise choked up, as if that towering figure appeared before her, seemingly urging her to be strong.

However, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"What do you want?" Louise Lane wiped away her tears and looked at the man blocking her way with some surprise.

"Louise, Superman's girlfriend, the world is about to be destroyed. Do you want to resurrect Superman?" The Broken Bat's voice carried a seductive undertone.

He actually started mimicking Bai Lang's tone, trying to seduce Lois and attempt to resurrect the Superman who had been dead for two years in order to deal with Apokolips outside.

After all, he really didn't want the demon possessing him to come into this world unless absolutely necessary.

During this time, he has figured out the power within himself.

This force is somewhat like a magnetic field, but it is driven by one's own will. The stronger the will, the stronger the force that can be generated.

Furthermore, Broken Bat Bruce discovered that his fighting skills and his mastery of his own body greatly influenced his power.

This made him wonder just how powerful the demon that granted him this terrifying power truly was.

Could one strike destroy all of Gotham? Or all of America?

He didn't know the details; all he knew was that he had to save Gotham, to save the Gotham that belonged to him.

"Resurrected Superman?" Louise Lane asked, somewhat surprised.

This was the first time she had heard someone tell her that Superman could be resurrected since his death.

Although it sounds like a pipe dream, wasn't Louise herself a pipe dreamer at that moment?

In the two years since Superman's death, she has dreamed of him every night, of his strong arms and body enveloping her.

She dreamt that the figure that could soar to the heavens and dive into the earth appeared before her.

"That's right, the end of the world is coming. Would you like to join me in resurrecting Superman and resisting the impending apocalypse?"

Broken Bat Bruce looked up at the scarlet sky, his eyes filled with solemnity.

The sky was a deeper red than it had been when he killed the old clown and the old penguin.

It's as if some evil demon is about to seize the Earth.

This is the last thing the Broken Bat wants to see.

Since Bane broke his back, he has been imprisoned by Jean Paul for thirty years. He finally managed to bring Gotham back, but now he has to face the destruction of the world.

This is the thing he can't accept the most.

“I…I do,” Louise said through gritted teeth, nodding her head.

Although the man in the black bodysuit in front of her didn't seem like a good person, compared to those who only acted hypocritically in front of Superman's tombstone, this man at least gave her a vague hope.

"Very good, let's go now."

Having received Louise Lane's reply, Broken Bat took her into the Batmobile and drove off into the distance of the city.

Where are we going now?

Inside the car, Louise asked the tattered bat beside her somewhat nervously.

"Central City, only by finding that man can we have a chance to resurrect Superman, save the world, and save my Gotham."

As the bat-like creature spoke, it slammed on the gas pedal, and the engine roared like a giant beast. The black bat-like vehicle instantly transformed into a blur and sped towards the distant city center.

But on the road, a figure blocked their way.

The newcomer wore a breastplate, had a golden rope wrapped around one hand, and held a shield in the other, blocking the way in front of the Batmobile.

"Who are you?!" Broken Bat slammed on the brakes, bringing the Batmobile to a stop, and frowned as he looked at the woman in front of him.

His intuition told him that this woman was not someone to be trifled with.

Of course, he also found the woman's information in Jean Paul's information system.

Wonder Woman Diana is a superhero who is believed to have lived from World War II to the present day and is engaged in heroic activities around the world.

“You can call me Wonder Woman.” Wonder Woman Diana slowly walked up to Broken Bat Bruce.