End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

The lights in the base are always on. Although it is hidden deep in hell, the light is like daylight on earth.

Coupled with the metal walls and ceiling, as well as various high-tech equipment in the base, Wayne's master and servant couldn't feel that this place was hell.

"The design of this base roughly refers to the Batcave before the restart of the timeline, and all the equipment displayed are copied and restored."

In the middle of the empty hall, Russell raised his fingers and pointed to the walls on both sides. Inside the glass display cabinets were all kinds of bat suits. Waiting for transportation."

"..."

Bruce didn't speak, he also has a bat cave, which is still under renovation, compared to the one in front of him...

want to!

"This series of bat suits..."

Passing by the display case, Bruce was soon attracted to several bat suits from the same series.

The whole body of the battle armor is pitch black, with a fully enclosed design, and the light-absorbing coating has a heavy metal feel. On the chest is a bright red bat with wings.

Obviously, this series of bat suits is stronger than the last.

"Oh, this set is the 'Anti-Death Knell Armor' series. It is different from ordinary bat suits. It has enhanced defense, speed, strength, and firepower output... insulation, high temperature resistance, and thrusters on the back..."

Russell said that "the built-in supercomputer has powerful data analysis and intelligence collection capabilities, and there are two attack modes, automatic and manual."

"Who is Death Knell, and why did I create such a dangerous anti-Death Knell series?"

Bruce asked in a deep voice, and his intuition told him that the death knell might be his lifelong enemy.

"It's me, and I'm death knell."

"?"

Bruce was stunned. Could it be that his lifelong enemy is Satan?

"When we first met, I was active in Gotham City under the alias 'Death Knell', punishing rape and eradicating evil every night, because Gotham is your territory, and soon you came to the door aggressively and blocked me in an alley. "

Russell explained, “The street posing series was shot that night,

You showed off your strength and threatened to kick my ass, but I beat you to pieces, left a photo and left with a stinking face, it was quite embarrassing. "

Bruce??

Even if Russell's words were true, he still didn't believe it. The photos were purely fraudulent, there was no doubt about it.

"Since that night, our relationship has officially started. You admit that I am a superhero, but you keep making small moves behind your back. You regard me as an unstable factor that threatens the safety of the earth, and you upgrade the anti-death knell armor time and time again. In order to have the means to restrain me."

"It looks like I failed!"

Bruce replied coldly, if it was successful, the timeline would not restart.

"Failure is inevitable, because I have never shown my full strength in front of you..."

Russell smiled unscrupulously, "When you update the anti-death knell armor and think it is safe, I will add a little more strength. You continue to update, and I will continue to increase strength...Under the virtuous circle, your daily harvest is fulfilling and hardworking. Sweat, I also gained a lot of happiness, this is probably the tacit understanding between close friends!"

Bruce "..."

It was almost impossible to talk this day. He kept a straight face and refused to watch the "Anti-Deathknell Armor" series, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Bat helmet, multifunctional belt, freezing grenade, acid batarang, belt laser sword...

The variety of small props made Bruce salivate, his face was expressionless, but he was thinking about how to imitate them when he went back.

Plagiarism?

It doesn't exist, Russell said, these are Batman's equipment before the restart of the timeline, can copying your own ideas be called copying?

Don't be ridiculous, borrowing is not counted!

"Here, what kind of ore is this?"

Bruce opened the closed metal box, which contained green gemstones of different sizes, and a dozen finished products beside it.

Gloves, sprays, anti-riot net guns, bazookas, spears, etc., are all inlaid with green gems.

Russell kindly explained, "This is green kryptonite, a weapon you specially developed to deal with Kryptonians."

"Kryptonians, aliens?"

"That's right, the Kryptonians are invulnerable and powerful. They have the abilities of flight, heat vision, freezing breath, clairvoyance, etc. Even nuclear bombs can't destroy them. They are very powerful cosmic races."

Russell continued, "There is no difference in appearance between Kryptonians and humans. If you don't show your strength, you can't tell the difference if you mix into the crowd."

"There is such a powerful alien race, no wonder I make these weapons."

"That's not true. You made these weapons mainly to defend against Clark."

Russell waved his hand, telling Bruce not to put gold on his face, "Clark is a Kryptonian who grew up on Earth. He is a superhero nicknamed 'Superman'. He is kind-hearted enough to be like a virgin, and his ears are extremely soft. There is no such thing as me. Next, you will be friends for life, but Clark is too honest, and treats you as a brother with all your heart, but you never really trust him."

Bruce "..."

No objection, because that's who he is.

"I'll tell you a funny story to prove how poor Clark is."

Russell rubbed his chin, "One day in the future, Clark is afraid that he will be controlled by the villain and there is no superhero who can stop him, so he will give you the last piece of kryptonite on earth, and I hope you can stand up by then."

"Sounds like a nice guy."

Bruce nodded, although he didn't know each other yet, but according to the story Russell told, he had a Kryptonian friend named Clark.

"It's not just good, it's honest to the extreme."

Russell gave Bruce a blank look, and continued, "Clark handed over the last piece of kryptonite to you, with a solemn expression like a marriage proposal. You were so moved that you kept the kryptonite in the warehouse with tears in your eyes, and it turned out to be full of kryptonite and kryptonite. arms."

Superman's nemesis has something to say about Batman's hoard of kryptonite.

Luthor damn Batman, I'm going to do kryptonite research.

"If I do this, it will only prove that Clark is extremely powerful, and his existence itself is a threat."

Bruce was neither ashamed nor proud, and calmly commented on Russell's story.

"It won't happen in the future, I'm much more dangerous than Clark."

"..."

Bruce didn't speak, this is exactly what he was struggling with, how to kill Satan who is not within the scope of time?

...

After visiting the third floor of transportation, Bruce felt his eyes were wide open. Listening to Russell's talk about the future, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

He needs a plan, a plan sufficient for all crises!

But first, he needs the base!

"What price?"

"hat?"

"You won't bring me here for no reason, so what price do I have to pay to buy this base?"

"What if I say it's money?"

"Whatever, as long as it's not the entire Wayne Enterprises, you can set the price whatever you want, and I won't consider counter-offering."

As soon as Bruce heard that it could be solved with money, he immediately agreed.

"No bargaining... that's right, that's something Clark should consider."

Russell complained, with a sunny smile on his face, "Talking about money hurts feelings, and it doesn't matter if you don't mention the smell of money. I just take a few photos and keep them for collection."

"How many?"

"A few photo albums."

"..."

Half an hour later, Bruce sat pale in front of the supercomputer in a daze, beside Russell and Alfred who were commenting on the photos.

Generally speaking, everyone is satisfied except Bruce is not satisfied.

"Russell, what is the fourth floor of the underground base?"

After Russell put away the camera and Alfred resumed his serious butler mode, Bruce said, "Don't deny it, I know there must be a fourth floor, and maybe there are more."

"It is true that there are fourth and fifth floors, but there are some useless ornaments inside, which I collect and play."

Russell shrugged, "It's not for sale. If you're interested, I can show you around."

...

On the fourth floor, the damp and dark walls of the cave reflect light slightly, and the light comes from a pool of water below.

It is crystal clear, dazzling and dazzling, like the constant sand of the Milky Way blooming a little bit of starlight, which is fascinating to look at.

Russell's homemade fountain of life, which heals wounds and sicknesses, and all ailments, known and unknown, are easily cured.

Similar to the Lazarus Pool of the League of Assassins, but more perfect, long-term immersion not only does not have the side effects of insanity, but also improves physical fitness, strengthens speed, strength, and responsiveness.

It's boring to make when I'm free, the main purpose is for heroes to save beauties, and to hook up with female superheroes and villains.

Crash!

The water splashed away, and Bruce stepped out of the pool, looked at it rather reluctantly, quickly put on his clothes and walked towards the fifth floor.

want to!

The fifth floor is the same as the first three floors, with a metalized modern technology style, and a super collider built inside for traveling through parallel universes.

With Russell's authority and strength, he can lead people through without a machine. This machine is used to harm people. He hopes that a certain super villain will snatch the machine away and then invade other parallel universes.

Now, he finds that the machine has a better use, such as throwing Bruce into some alternate universe, ending up in the Justice League or Wayne's bat den.

Interesting to think about.

"how do you feel?"

Russell stood in front of the machine in a white coat, meticulously like a researcher, because he was eighteen years old, he was still a researcher in the internship period.

"What price?"

Bruce asked bluntly, and made an affirmation from the side.

If it's a photo album again, he doesn't have to worry about debts and lice, he is already fearless, and I don't believe that Russell can shoot new tricks.

"Not for sale!"

Russell turned his head and glanced at Bruce, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Seeing your impatient look, maybe I should pick an opponent for you."

"?"

Without waiting for Bruce to answer, Russell quickly tapped on the keyboard, locked on a certain world, selected the target person, captured it and sent it.

female!

Elegant figure, good temperament, yellow skin and black hair like Russell, Ms. Siva from the League of Assassins.

The world's number one assassin in dc, with a brilliant and dazzling record, has defeated Batman several times with his bare hands, and is very likely to be the strongest fighter on earth.

"Bat, no, Bruce Wayne, I think I forgot to put on your mask."

Russell apologized, "You are the leaker of Batman's secret. You in another universe are very dangerous, and you are very likely to be killed. What should I do? It's better... dead people don't leak secrets, so kill her."

Bruce "..."

If it was said that Clark had been unlucky for several lifetimes knowing him, then he must have been unlucky for several lifetimes knowing Russell.

Also, what is so good about him that Satan will never forget after restarting the world?

If you say it, he promises to change his past!