The Knights of the DC House

Three days later, in Wayne Manor, Ke Wen and others who were thrown over from the main universe were also standing on the grass field big enough for racing. Parked next to it was the car that he gave to him as a gift from Batman, which he named

Cetron's DC black technology tank. Everything has been settled. There is no point for them to stay here any longer. Although many people were sacrificed in this unjust war, the new era that was gained in exchange was enough to

People fight for it.

But compared to Ke Wen, who has always been big-hearted, the other three little guys who followed were a little reluctant to leave the people of this world. Ke Wen did not let these little guys go out on this unjust journey to the universe. In his opinion,

No matter how powerful these little guys are, it’s not because they have no one on their side that they have to go. But for these little guys, this journey in the unjust universe is not without any gains.

After reading what happened to the Batman of his own universe, that is, his own father, the naughty boy Damian also understood how great his father was, and he also saw himself in the unjust universe stabbing Batman in the back.

After the incident, how much harm was done to Batman. This kind of thing made Damian understand more about how bad his character was before. Knowing this, he leaned on the car and looked at Bruce who was now taking off his suit.

Wayne, not to mention how happy he is, at least the father of this universe already has the life he once dreamed of, but the father of his own universe still needs to work hard on his own.

Little Jonathan and Bizarro hugged each other and cried there. A big boy and a little boy were crying like the two idiots. After the merger of the timelines, Bizarro was not erased and was also resurrected.

Lex Luthor who came over seemed to have forgotten that he still had a Bizarro who was being raised by Bruce outside and was busy running around the world. As one of the smartest people on earth, he also has the world's largest technology company.

, every step he takes next can affect the layout of the federation.

On the contrary, Helena, who has become the favorite of the entire Bat-family, is sitting there obediently, watching Batgirl Barbara Gordon, who has also taken off her suit, and Batwoman Kane Kate changing into...

They stuffed a bunch of gadgets into Helena like a magic trick. Although they are both from the Bat family, as women, they always suffer some disadvantages when dealing with larger enemies, so they also have their own

This set of gadgets is specially designed to target guys with strong strength, thick blood and high defense. Obviously, they have seen little Jonathan's ignorant little emotions towards Helena. Naturally, they don't want this cute little guy to suffer, and they can't wait to do so.

Give it to everyone.

Just taking a look at little Jonathan who was hugging Bizarro and crying, Helena was a little doubtful whether she would use these gadgets. After all, little Jonathan's behavior was too much of a fool. If he did, he would be tricked by others.

, she had nothing to say.

The time to say goodbye has arrived. He leaned on the car and looked at the time. Ke Wen also said to Damian, who was still looking cool and cool: "Are you sure you don't want to go and say goodbye? Although I am not your father in the true sense, but

When you see your father in another universe getting the life he wants, you have to give him your blessing no matter what."

"You need to take care of it!" he replied to Ke Wen, but Damian still walked towards Bruce who was standing with Alfred very honestly, where he was watching these little guys saying goodbye to everyone here.

Bruce was also stunned.

Looking at Damian's eyes looking at him, he couldn't help but remember that when his lover, Thalia, appeared in front of him with Damian, Damian looked at him like this. But now, the four of him

There was only one son left, and he left Gotham. The remaining three died in front of him, some because of his own mistakes, and some made mistakes, but in the end, they all used their lives to interpret themselves as bats.

The honor of a chivalrous son.

"This sentence, I say to you on behalf of myself in this universe, thank you for giving me life, father, take care of yourself." After saying something awkward, Damian turned his head and prepared to get in the car.

"You too, son, I am proud to have a son like you. I think that in your universe, as Batman and as a father, I would say this." Bruce's gentle voice came from behind.

, causing Damian to pause for a moment, and after a long while, he continued to move forward.

In the Cetron chariot, Helena and little Jonathan sat in the back seat, having already prepared to say goodbye, but Damian became the last one, sitting in the passenger seat.

"It seems that you said goodbye to the past. Do you need to play some music to calm your mood?" Looking at Damian's red eyes, Ke Wen teased.

"If you want to take care of it, leave as soon as possible. God knows how long it has been since we were there." Damian said unhappily.

"It's hard to say, the flow of time is different between universes. Five years have passed here, but maybe only five hours, five days, or even five months have passed over here."

In response to Damian's words, Ke Wen also started debugging the equipment on the Cetron. Although he is a science and engineering idiot, Bruce also took this into consideration when designing this and did not install various equipment on it.

A fancy operation, to put it simply, the function of each button is marked out, which one is used to collect the cosmic information contained in oneself, which one is used for positioning, and the rest is to step on the accelerator and drive away.

.

As for destruction, Ke Wen still remembers Bruce’s silent contempt when he asked this question. It seems to him that the thing he designed can be so casually destroyed and hacked? What if it’s true?

Yes, then you don’t need to repair it, because it can be easily dismantled even with technology tanks from three parties, so I guess you won’t be much better off.

This silent contempt made Ke Wen stop asking such idiotic questions. As the panel inside the tank lit up, the reaction module located behind the tank responsible for storing the speed force began to light up, and golden lightning began to cover the entire tank.

car, making the entire Cetron look gleaming.

"Okay, little guys, fasten your seat belts, we are ready to go." After giving these little guys a reminder, Ke Wen was ready to start the chariot.

"We're leaving like this, don't we need to leave anything behind?" Damian suddenly asked.

"We have left enough stories. Now on this earth, everyone is beginning to pay attention to where I, the passing Kamen Rider, came from." Ke Wen also said there as he began to become familiar with the performance of the chariot.

"Then you left like that. I thought you would come out and show off your presence." Damian teased.

"Don't worry, someone will do this kind of thing. World peace does not need heroes. Heroes will only appear when people call for justice. Okay, I'm going to drive." Ke Wen said mysteriously, and then

Ready to depart.

"Let me drive," Damian suggested uneasily as he watched Ke Wenna drive the chariot just like he did after getting the official figure for the first time. He swore that this time he would really

It's not that I want to drive the Batmobile.

"no!"

"I can drive!"

"no!"

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the Cetron chariot blessed by the speed force turned into a golden light and disappeared in front of everyone in the unjust universe. Looking at the golden light that had not yet dissipated in the air, everyone was speechless. This scene

The farewell came too quickly. The chariot that used the speed force to travel through the universe gave people no chance to even look at the taillights of the vehicle. It just disappeared in front of everyone. If nothing unexpected happened, they would not see each other again and would only grow old.

At that time, I missed my friends from another world when I was fighting for the new world.

Bruce returned to his room. Just as Ke Wen and Injustice Superman said, his identity as Batman is dead. Even if someone puts on this suit again, they will be the ones who inherit the spirit of Batman.

, instead of himself. He only hopes that the next successor will not appear so early. In this case, at least his third son, the third generation Robin who returned from the Phantom Zone, the leader of the Teen Titans, also known as the Wonder Boy Tim...

Drake can have a life that belongs to him instead of carrying the Batman suit and continuing to fight. That kind of life is too early and not suitable for him.

Sitting on the sofa, Bruce began to think about what he should do in the rest of his life. Should he propose to Catwoman or go to the League of Assassins to tell his other lover Thalia about their son Dami?

Ann. Just when he was worried about these two options, he also noticed a letter on the desk. When he walked over, he saw this letter written on it: I guess you

Now you should be worried about what to do next, so you need to find a friend to talk to. Just by chance, there is a friend here who you can talk to. Go and have a good chat with him.

At the end of the words, there was a coordinate and a thumbs up, as well as a photo placed at the bottom of the letter. Looking at the farmhouse in the photo, there were a large group of children playing rugby there, Bruce's

His hands were shaking and tears were rolling in his eyes. After becoming Bruce, his emotions no longer needed to be suppressed as before. The letters and photos in his hands fell to the ground due to trembling, and Bruce quickly picked them up, then opened the door and faced

shouted his old butler.

"Alfred!"

"I'm here, Mr. Wayne." The old butler appeared at the top of the stairs and said to Bruce.

"Is our private jet still at the airport?"

"It depends on which private jet you need to use, whether it's for social interaction or to go and chat with someone."

"As the private jet used by Bruce Wayne."

"Then, it can take off at any time and I will be responsible for driving it. Do you need me to call Lucius now and ask him to inform the airport of temporary traffic restrictions and give you priority to take off?"

"Of course, by the way, Alfred, if you go to meet a good friend, you need to prepare something. I mean, a real good friend."

"A partner who will accompany you throughout your life and a well-dressed outfit will let your friends know that you are doing well."

"Thank you, Alfred."

"It doesn't have to be like this, Mr. Wayne. After you became Bruce, you said too many words of thanks, but these things are natural to me. Do you need me to inform Miss Selina and ask her to wait for you downstairs for a while?

"Alfred asked, not used to Bruce thanking him.

"Well, let Selena wait for me for a while. It's time for me to give her an answer. In addition, Alfred, it is natural for parents to do many things to their children, but children must thank their parents for what they have done for themselves.

Everything, because people must learn to be grateful.”

Looking at the gray-haired Alfred, Bruce said the same, then closed the door and began to prepare his clothes. Alfred, who was a little stunned by Bruce's words just now, came back to his senses and erased it.

Tears on eyes.

"You have really grown up, my child." After saying this, Alfred walked downstairs. He now had to make a phone call and prepare a nice dress for Selina.

In the room, Bruce looked out the window, still holding the letter and photo in his hand, and whispered: "You have really done a lot this month, bastard."

After careful preparation, Bruce wore the clothes Selina picked out for him, and then went to the store to buy a gift together. After everything was done, it was almost evening. At this time, Bruce took Selina with him.

Na and Alfred went to Gotham Airport, drove the high-tech Wayne Enterprises private jet, left Gotham, and headed to the place where the coordinates were located. A medium-sized news spread on Gotham News, and

On the streets of Gotham, a young man with long hair and a coat watched the news played on the store TV, smiled lightly, and continued to walk into the crowd.

Soon, he heard a news from the emergency nightly news. Killer Croc teamed up with criminals from Star City to rob a cash transport truck and ran wildly on the highway in an attempt to evade the police. Listen.

At this point, the young man frowned, "You two guys just don't stop for a moment, right?" After muttering, the young man walked towards the purple motorcycle parked on the side of the road. There were some jagged patterns on it, which looked dazzling and confusing.

Sit on it, start the car, and head towards the news broadcast position.

Late at night in Gotham, Gotham, which has rarely been quiet for a while, once again ushered in a fast and furious showdown between the police and super-powered criminals. Killer Croc and Brick Wall were driving a cash transport truck and smiled proudly, looking at the more and more people behind them.

As the police car approached, I couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Damn it, these guys are so dedicated today! At this time, they are still chasing after them!"

"Times have changed, Killer Croc, they are now the real people's umbrella, but so what, Batman is dead, no matter how powerful they are, can they still deal with us?" Brick Wall said proudly.

"That's right, times have changed, and those law-abiding bastards have begun to clear themselves up, but Batman is dead, and this is our world. Next time we call Clayface, we will win the big vote!" Killer Croc

They were also smiling wildly, wondering if they could still deal with themselves and the brick wall if they caught up.

Just when these two people were proud, a purple motorcycle rushed out of the green belt. The jagged pattern on the front of the motorcycle extended and turned into a pair of collision angles. With the power brought by the motorcycle, it directly hit the banknote transport.

On one side of the vehicle, the tyrannical power directly flipped the cash transport vehicle over, and the entire vehicle rolled down the green belt, completely losing its ability to drive.

"Damn it, what a bastard!" Killer Croc and Brick Wall broke the car door and the windshield came out. Their strong physiques allowed them to survive the tumbling without any damage, but they were a little dizzy.

After finally regaining consciousness, they saw a figure walking up the slope. The dim light made it impossible to see his true face, but Brick Wall and Killer Crocodile knew that it was this guy who attacked him. In anger, he casually

He grabbed a piece of glass and threw it towards this guy. The sharp glass screamed in the air, but the young man caught it easily and threw it aside casually.

"Asshole, who are you!" Brick Wall roared.

The figure stopped, and the coat on his body fell down. He held a belt with a handle in his right hand and buckled it around his waist. He also held a purple bottle in his left hand and said slowly: "Who am I? A

The Atoner, a person who walks in the dark, if you really want to give me a name, then let me transform into a passing Kamen Rider!"

Having said that, insert the bottle honestly, shout honestly, and press the handle honestly.

[crocodile! tear! swallow! shatter and scatter! crocodile in rogue! 】

A purple mechanical cylinder rose up, wrapping the figure. The liquid was poured in, and the rising crocodile bites with saw teeth. The poured liquid formed a pair of armor on its body, with purple as the main body, white as the pattern, and black as the embellishment.

color tone.

"I am Kamen Rider Rogue, Killer Croc, Brick Wall, sacrifice for peace!" Pointing at the ugly-faced Killer Croc and Brick Wall, the Kamen Rider Rouge incarnated by this figure spoke out his judgment declaration, and then

He rushed towards them.

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