Chapter 253 Killing Machine Wayne Council... Bruce had never heard of this organization, and it was named after Wayne, but he knew nothing about it, which was obviously a problem. I'm afraid it was something the reincarnated bat made himself. At this moment, Ancient One stared at the space crack with a deep look, and his sight seemed to travel through the multiverse and see things on the other side. "Is this the secret hidden in the feathers?" She said, "It's really interesting that there is a pocket universe on the other side. Not everyone can create a pocket universe." "Do you see what's on the other side?" Bruce asked. "There is a castle." Ancient One said, "But there is no one in the castle. I noticed that there is a big bell on the top of the castle. I am afraid that only when the bell rings will someone come." Is that right?
Bruce kept a straight face, but had some bold ideas in his mind. Katum glanced at him but said nothing. Ancient One took the feather from Bruce's hand, and the space rift closed automatically. "it is as expected." Ancient One said, "As long as you come into contact with this feather, a rift in space will open." After saying that, she made another gesture, and soon, another owl feather appeared in her hand. Then Ancient One handed both feathers to Katoom. "Little Owl, I'll leave it to you for safekeeping." She said, "The bell will ring eventually, but I can't open the passage. The secrets of the pocket universe can only be solved by you." "no problem." Katoom put the two feathers away and asked, "What's the other feather for?" "A life-saving feather." Ancient One said, "If you get into any trouble later, crush the feather and I will come to help you." "You're very thoughtful. How about giving me a few more?" Katum said. Gu Yi smiled without answering and took them out of the collection room. As he was leaving, Bruce saw with his own eyes that Katum's hands were not clean and he took an amulet from the shelf next to him. His movements were extremely smooth, as if he had done this countless times. Gu Yi said nothing, as if he didn't see it. When they returned to the hall, Ancient One said to Bruce, "I will retrieve Stark's soul, but it will take some time. Why don't you stay here tonight?" Bruce nodded, that was fine.
Anyway, New York isn't a good place to go back now. Fury and Hydra must have some accounts to settle, and since Steve is here, maybe "Captain America 2" will be staged in advance. He didn't really want to join in the fun. …… At night, Bruce washed up and lay down on the bed. He didn't know if Wanda would try to give him a nightmare again tonight. After such a long time, Bruce would be somewhat uncomfortable if it ended suddenly. Katum stood on the bedside table, holding the amulet he had taken from Ancient One, examining it over and over again, but could not find anything special. “Am I at a loss?” Katum grumbled, feeling that he had taken such a big risk only to end up with something completely useless. Really disappointing. Bruce didn't want to comment on this. That was the character of Dead Owl. If he didn't make any profit, he would suffer a big loss. He wanted to say something sarcastic, but he saw the owl suddenly jump up and scratch his body with its wings. "What the hell! It's so itchy!" Katum kept cursing. Bruce frowned: "Do you have lice?" "Nonsense! Have you ever heard of owls having lice?" Katum tried hard for a long time and finally found the root of the problem. He took out a feather from his body, which was vibrating constantly. Bruce recognized that this was the owl feather that Ancient One gave them. Through the feathers, Bruce heard a faint sound of bells. He glanced at Katum's expression and saw that the other party obviously didn't hear it. "Give me the feather," Bruce said, holding out his hand. "What do you want to do?" Katum did not hesitate and handed the feather to Bruce, and the space crack opened immediately. By this time, even Katoom could hear the bells. The sound was so small that it couldn't even be heard in the room, but its meaning was self-evident. Bruce and Katoom looked at each other, confirming that the other was thinking the same thing as them. "It's a bit dangerous, isn't it?" Katum said. "Didn't Ancient One give you a life-saving feather?" Bruce said. "That's true." Katum flew up and got ready, "Then go and take a look. If something really goes wrong, I'll help you escape!"
An owl is always confident in his ability to escape. Bruce got dressed and prepared himself to cross the space rift. But at this moment Katum suddenly called him. "Wait a minute!" The owl held up its chin and looked at Bruce carefully. "I think you still need to make some preparations." "What preparation?" Bruce didn't understand, but then he saw Katoom casting a spell on him. There was a flash of white light and Bruce closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found countless stitches on his body, and he immediately understood what Katum had done to him. Bruce is the reincarnated bat. "That's good," Katum said. "Sirub has always wanted to replace you, so it's your turn to replace him. There's nothing wrong with that." Bruce had no objection to this, as it was never too much preparation. He took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally. Then he crossed the space crack. …… An endless feeling of dizziness echoed in Bruce's mind. He felt like he was always in a state of weightlessness and kept sinking. The feeling of weightlessness disappeared from my mind only when my feet touched the ground. "vomit……" Bruce retched a few times and looked a little listless. Katum then flew out from the gap behind him and flew into Bruce's pocket. Only after Bruce adjusted his condition could he come back to his senses and observe his own situation. It was pitch black all around, with a cold moon hanging overhead. Under the moonlight, a huge castle stood before him. The walls of the castle are made of huge, moss-covered stones. In the moonlight, the mosses look like crawling creatures, clinging mysteriously between the stones. A faint, flickering light shone through the small window of the distant tower. The light flickered like a will-o'-the-wisp, as if something was gasping in pain inside. The moat exuded a foul odor, and some unknown debris floated on the dark water. In the moonlight, these debris looked like cursed corpses. “It feels like I’ve arrived at a scene from a horror movie.” Bruce complained a few words in his mind, but didn't want to retreat. He stood up and slowly approached the castle that exuded a strange atmosphere under the moon. The huge wooden door of the castle appeared before his eyes. The patterns on the door looked like distorted human faces, and they seemed to be moving slightly in the moonlight. Bruce pushed open the door and walked in. A cold wind blew in his face. The ground was covered with thick dust. The moonlight squeezed in with difficulty from the narrow window high up, forming pale spots on the ground.
The floor beneath my feet had rotted in places, and I could feel a slight sinking with every step. There were some tattered portraits hanging on the surrounding walls. The characters in the portraits had empty eyes, as if they were coldly watching Bruce's every move. Bruce walked forward along the narrow corridor. There was a faint candlelight at the end of the corridor, and the sound of faint conversations could be heard. At this moment, I suddenly heard heavy footsteps. Bruce turned around suddenly and saw a tall black shadow standing behind him. His pupils contracted and he was about to react, but the other party suddenly lit the candlestick in his hand and revealed his face. This time, Bruce was even more shocked. He saw the other person's outfit, it was Batman's outfit, all black, no wonder he could blend into the darkness. "Slub?" The Batman came over, frowned at Bruce and said, "Why aren't you wearing a uniform?" "I……" Bruce thought of reasons quickly in his mind, but the other party didn't seem to care much about it. "Okay, find a room and change into your uniform. The meeting will start soon." The Batman tapped Bruce on the shoulder and walked right past him. Katum's voice rang in Bruce's ears at just the right moment. "Which universe do you think this Batman is from?" "How would I guess that?" Bruce said. Batman suddenly appeared in front of him, and Bruce's interest was completely aroused. He casually summoned a small bat, attached it to his body, and transformed it into a basic Batman uniform. He then walked down the corridor and came to the candlelit hall. As soon as he walked in, the scene in the castle hall once again opened Bruce's eyes. The hall was extremely spacious, with a high dome. Huge tapestries were hung on the surrounding walls, the patterns of which had long been worn by time and were difficult to recognize. There were also some candlesticks inlaid on the walls, and the flickering candlelight stretched the shadows of the people sitting at the round table in the hall very long. The round table was already full of people, and without exception, all of them were dressed as Batman. Bruce walked in without attracting anyone's attention. "Srub?" Suddenly, someone called him, and Bruce looked over and saw a Batman he didn't recognize. "Come here," Batman said to Bruce, "and sit with me." Bruce didn't refuse, he walked over. In fact, there was no empty seat, so Bruce could only squeeze in and sit there. "How's your progress? Have you caught him?" 'Batman' held a fork with a piece of cake on it, and he easily stuffed the whole cake into his mouth, making his cheeks bulge. "Not yet." Bruce said ambiguously, "It will take some time."
He could probably guess who the reincarnated bat wanted to catch, who else could it be except himself. "Then you have to work hard." The Batman chewed the cake and said vaguely, "A guy has made a great contribution. Now the pressure on us will increase." great merit? Bruce was about to ask in detail when he suddenly heard a familiar voice. sizzle- Bruce had heard this sound of surging electricity many times. Sure enough, the next second, a holographic image appeared in front of all Batmen. Another Batman. But this time, Bruce immediately recognized the other person's identity because his appearance was out of place in this castle. The Batman was covered in mechanical parts, standing there quietly, like a demonic mechanical body crawling out of the abyss of hell. Its entire frame is made of a dark metal with a cold luster, as if it was tempered by endless death and darkness. "Killing machine!" Katum said in Bruce's ear. Bruce remained calm, staring at the killing machine. Killing Machine, one of the Batmen of the Dark Multiverse, a member of the Dark Knights of Barbatos, from Earth-44 of the Dark Multiverse. In that universe, because of Alfred's death, Batman wanted to create an artificial intelligence similar to Alfred, which could both ease his grief and allow him to continue to get help. But it failed. The artificial intelligence corroded Batman's brain like a virus and eventually merged with him, becoming an extreme killing machine that wanted to eliminate all threats to Batman. If you think about it carefully, this idea is obviously very similar to the Insight Project. There was no expression on the killing machine's face, and his eyes emitted a faint red light. He looked around and all the Batmen attending the meeting looked at him silently. "It looks like everyone is here." Killing Machine said, "Then we can start today's meeting." Hearing these words, Bruce finally let go of the worry that had been weighing on his mind. He was indeed a little worried just now, worried that the killing machine would scan out his true identity. But now it seems that I was worrying too much. After all, the person opposite was just a holographic image, and Bruce Wayne was everywhere around, so the possibility of being exposed was not great. The killing machine sat on the main seat, with countless mechanical tentacles wriggling behind it, as if they were busy with something. Unfortunately, the tentacles had already exceeded the limits of the holographic image, and Bruce could not see anything. “We have made great progress in our work recently.” Killing Machine got straight to the point and said, "First, I want to commend a colleague, the Heart Hunter!"
When the name was called, a Batman stood up from the round table, and Bruce noticed that the Batman's exposed chin was not human skin, but a rough green color. "Katum." Bruce called the owl softly, "Do you know where this Batman came from?" "A Batman from a parallel universe, with the DNA of Martian Manhunter mixed in," said Katoom. "Nothing special to note. He's not a heavyweight Batman." is it? Bruce turned his attention back to the killing machine, and at this time, the Heart Hunter Batman had already arrived beside him. "I once assigned a mission to the Heart Hunter to win over another Batman." Killing Machine said, “But it is obvious that the other party is not our colleague and cannot understand our mission. "Under this circumstance, the Heart Hunter made the most correct decision. He decisively killed Bruce Wayne and found a way to seize his universe. "Now, our borders are expanding once again!" (End of this chapter)