End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

20 seconds is not enough time to piss, even if Russell flies into the sky with a dirty bomb, it will not stop Gotham from being destroyed by the spread of radioactive materials.

After Bruce cursed, he didn't continue to blame Russell. Time was running out, and he wanted to do something more meaningful.

I saw Bruce opened the hidden buckle of the universal belt, and took out two pieces of chocolate from the hidden compartment. One was a irritating gas medicine bottle in a camouflaged shape, which could wake people up from the powerful coma gas, and the other was really just chocolate. .

After tearing off the camouflage, Bruce put the medicine bottle under Miranda's nose, and the latter woke up leisurely: "Bruce, you... where am I?"

Bruce grabbed Miranda's shoulder and said affectionately, "Don't talk, kiss me!"

Miranda didn't know what happened, but when she heard this, she instinctively closed her eyes and raised her head slightly.

Seeing that the two were about to kiss each other, at this moment, Russell stepped in and squeezed Bruce away: "Get out of the way, let me do it."

"Bastard, what are you talking about?"

Bruce was furious, how could this kind of thing be done by other people, the next second, his vision blurred, and he saw Russell took out the Adamant alloy knife from behind his buttocks, raised the knife at Miranda.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Swords, lights and swords overlapped one after another, weaving into a web as fast as lightning. Miranda felt the cold blowing against her face and thought she was going to die.

Russell quickly cut off the iron hoop that imprisoned Miranda, grabbed her by the shoulder, and threw her into Bruce's arms. Under the astonished gaze of the two, he waved his hand and opened a door made of bones.

Boom!

Russell let out a low cry, kicked the dirty bomb into it, and then used the fastest speed to close the doors together.

"It's finally done..."

Russell touched the cold sweat that didn't exist on his head. Seeing Bruce and Miranda looking directly at him, he shrugged and said, "What's the matter, do you want me to give you a space to be alone?"

Bruce frowned when he heard this, let go of Miranda in his arms, and asked in confusion, "Russell, where is that?"

"hell!"

Russell sighed: "Some time ago, I beat the son of hell, and then I was targeted by Satan. This door is the privilege he gave me."

"Satan!!??"

Bruce was deeply surprised by this name, he had a general understanding of the incident in Los Angeles, did not question Russell's lying, and said cautiously: "Satan, why is he... following you?"

"It's really unlucky to say..."

Russell said without any pretense: "Satan sees that I have extraordinary aptitude, and I am qualified... Bah, Satan doesn't know what kind of tricks he has, he insists on making me his son, who will succeed him in the future and become the next 'Satan'!"

"Bruce, you know me, a superhero who walks in the sun and fights for love and peace, full of positive energy, right?"

"..."

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

"No, I think..."

"Bruce, don't interrupt me."

Russell continued: "Let me be a son of hell and take over from 'Satan'! How is this possible? My bones are turned into ashes, and he hasn't woken up yet. So I rejected this unreasonable request on the spot, and told him Tell him rightly and honestly that I am a good person!"

Bruce: "..."

Sand sculpture, you told the truth!

"Satan didn't give up. He opened a back door for me, allowing me to travel freely between the world and hell. One day I figure it out, I will be his successor..."

"Then when will you figure it out?"

Bruce blurted out, and felt a little inappropriate after he finished speaking, coughed lightly, and changed his words: "I mean, hell is indeed messy, but if you just throw dirty bombs there, won't it cause any disputes?"

Russell shrugged: "It doesn't matter, anyway, there are no living people there."

"Satan won't have a problem?"

"Uh, it shouldn't be..."

"Yes! And the opinions are great!"

The gate of hell was opened again, and Satan in a white suit walked out of the gate.

He also had a fishing rod in his hand.

Why is there a fishing rod?

Russell was puzzled. Seeing Satan's unhappy face, he hurriedly waved his hand and greeted politely: "Dear Lord of Hell, what brought you here?"

"A wind called nuclear radiation, with strong radioactive substances!"

Satan threw the fishing rod on the ground with his hands, and grabbed Russell by the collar: "Boy, I was fishing in the garden, but you suddenly threw a nuclear bomb in, and all the fish in the pond floated up, and I still caught a fart! "

"Is there a fish pond in hell?" Russell was startled. The temperature in the hellish place where the birds don't shit is frighteningly high, and there are fish ponds, it's unbelievable.

"Because of this, this fish pond is very precious!"

"Uh, I have a friend who is super rich."

"Idiot, what do I need the world's money for?"

What about the kind that can be burned?

Russell secretly slandered, but he still didn't dare BB to speak out.

Satan sneered twice, and approached Russell suddenly: "The souls you threw in before were pretty good, but nine more, let's forget about it."

Russell broke away from Satan's hand, and said speechlessly, "Tell me the truth, you made up the fish pond incident, right?"

"How is it possible, God knows, I never lie, if you don't believe me, you can ask."

As Satan was talking, he suddenly sensed an interesting soul beside him. He turned his head slightly to see Bruce, and immediately showed an interested smile: "Bruce Wayne, I've been following you for a while. How about it? To be my son, to inherit the position of the Lord of Hell in the future?"

Russell: "..."

Bruce and Miranda Qiqi were stunned, and they looked at Russell in the wrong eyes. They admitted that Russell hadn't bragged before, and that the Son of Hell was true, but Russell didn't say that everyone can be a Son of Hell!

It turned out to be a cheap bargain!

Satan and Batman nodded and smiled. They felt that he was not as interesting as Russell, so they couldn't help being a little disappointed. They turned and entered the gate of hell, and warned before leaving: "Remember, don't throw some strange things in. Forget it."

The gates of hell slowly merged. After Satan left, the meeting room was silent for a moment, and the three of them had their own thoughts.

Russell was in a daze. If he had known that the son of hell was a rotten street, Satan would recognize his son whenever he met, so he wouldn't show it off.

At the same time, I made up my mind that the next time I encounter an ugly soul, I will throw it into hell, including the body.

Bruce was silent for a moment, after digesting the crazy and weird experience, he walked to the clown, took out the special handcuffs from the universal belt, and fixed it in place.

Miranda swayed forward, hooked Bruce's neck, and tiptoed to send a passionate kiss, but Bruce ruthlessly pushed him away.

Russell's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly found a chair to sit down, looking forward to the development of the plot.

"Bruce Wayne!?"

Throwing in his arms was rejected, Miranda's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and read out the name of the scumbag.

Bruce looked at Miranda coldly: "You go, never go back to Gotham again!"

Asking is love, but the two have different positions, even if they love each other, they can't get together.

In fact, Bruce was already committing a crime by letting Miranda go. What the latter did, he could be shot a hundred times.

But who made him the master, every time he accidentally let the beautiful criminal escape.

"Bruce... no, Batman, you'll regret it!"

Miranda took a deep look at Bruce, engraved this face in her heart, turned and walked out of the conference room, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

In this dirty bomb incident, although Miranda seldom showed up, she was the biggest boost to Bain's almost success. Because of her beauty trick, Bruce was defeated by Bain and broke his spine.

For Bruce, or Batman, Miranda has both a love and a hatred, and she can't even tell which emotion accounts for the greater proportion.

Before he died, Bruce wanted to kiss Miranda affectionately, which made Miranda elated, and the hatred disappeared instantly.

However, after the crisis passed, Bruce suppressed his feelings, turned his face and denied her, and drove her out of Gotham, turning her from love to hatred again, vowing to make Bruce regret it.

In the choice between love and Gotham, Bruce chose Gotham, because heis Batman!

Leaving the municipal building, Miranda looked back at the darkness behind her, hoping to see Bruce standing there, even if she didn't say anything, she would stay desperately to stay, but there was nothing.

"Wait, ruthless guy, wait for my revenge on you and the city you love..."

Miranda knew that she couldn't defeat Batman alone, not to mention the extremely powerful Russell. Destroying Gotham was purely wishful thinking. She decided to wait until the most powerful assistant appeared.

Miranda has calculated the date. If it is not bad, her assistant will be born in ten natural months.

It's not complicated. In the beginning, the woman voluntarily became pregnant with Bruce's flesh and blood because she realized that Bruce's heart belonged to Gotham, not hers.

So, after experiencing emotional pain, she chose to join hands with Bain to kill Bruce, destroy Gotham City, and take Bruce's child away, never to be separated...

Now the situation has changed, Bruce has once again protected Gotham, Miranda's plan has failed, and she no longer needs the crystallization of love, she needs a helper that Bruce will never be able to defeat.

It can only be said that women's minds are too complicated!

Also, don't look at her wishing to skin Bruce's cramps, as long as Bruce hooks his hands, he will immediately run back.

...

Russell looked at Bruce who was standing by the window and peeked, and said contemptuously: "Love Saint, if you regret it, it's still too late. Rush over and tell her to stop talking and kiss you."

"It's useless, she is dangerous, and I can't change her!"

"Then lock her in the bat cave and tie her with an iron chain. After a dozen baby bats are born, her thoughts will be different..."

Russell patted Bruce on the shoulder: "If you are afraid that the housekeeper will find out and damage your image of justice, there is no need for this at all. I bet he will definitely keep it secret for you."

Bruce looked at Russell with a black face, hundreds of swear words lingered on his lips, and finally snorted coldly, the claw gun shot out of the window, and his figure escaped into the darkness.

"The guy who is timid, but he doesn't know that letting the tiger go back to the mountain will cause endless troubles. Instead of waiting for her to retaliate afterwards, it is better..."

Russell sneered, pressed the headset and started a private chat with Alfred: "This is the death knell, is the butler there?"

"Mr. Deathstroke, what's the matter?"

"I think it is necessary to discuss with you about Bruce Wayne's lifelong happiness and the future of the Wayne family."

"Please tell me, I am happy to help you!" Alfred immediately became enthusiastic.

"Leave a secret address, the one that only you know, and I'll send someone there later."

After reporting the address, Alfred thanked him: "Mr. Deathstroke, I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of the Wayne family. I will trouble you later."

"You're welcome, butler, you should be able to guess. I did this to expose Bruce's hypocritical mask. To put it bluntly, I just want to see his jokes."

"Mr. Deathstroke, forgive me for disagreeing with this sentence, but...Master Wayne is a bit too serious!"

"Hey hey..." x2

At this moment, neither of them knew that it was not one person who was about to be sent by Russell, but two.

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