Chapter 65

Three days later, at Wayne Manor, Ke Wen and others who were thrown over from the main universe were also standing on the grass field that was big enough to race a car. Next to him was the gift given to him from Batman, which he named Setron's DC black technology chariot. Everything has been settled, and they have no meaning to stay here. Although many people have been sacrificed in this unjust war, the new era in exchange is enough for people to fight for it.

It's just that compared to Ke Wen, who has always been big-hearted, the other three little guys who followed are a little bit reluctant to let go of the people in this world. In this unjust trip to the universe, Ke Wen did not let these little guys dispatch. In his opinion, No matter how powerful these little guys are, it's not because there is nobody on my side, so I have to let them go. But for these little guys, the journey of this unjust universe is not without gain.

After watching the story of Batman in his own universe, that is, his father, the bear boy Damian also understood how great his father was, and he also saw the injustice of himself in the universe to backstab Batman. After the incident, how much damage was done to Batman. This kind of thing made Damian more aware of how bad his character was before. Knowing this, he leaned on the car and looked at Bruce Wayne who has now taken off his shirt, not to mention how happy he is, at least this The father of the universe already has the life he once dreamed of, and the father of his own universe needs to work hard.

And little Jonathan was crying with Bizarro there, a big boy, a little boy, crying like two fools there. The time line merged, Bizarro was not erased, and Lex Luthor, who was also resurrected, seemed to have forgotten that he had a Bizarro outside being raised by Bruce, who was busy running around the world. . As one of the smartest people on earth and the world's largest technology company, every step he takes can affect the layout of the Federation.

On the contrary, Helena, who became the favorite of the entire Bat Family, was sitting there obediently, watching Batgirl Barbara Gordon, who also removed her battle suit, and Batwoman Kane Kate changing there. Like a trick, Helena stuffed a bunch of gadgets. Although the two of them are both bat families, because they are women, they will always suffer a bit in dealing with some enemies with relatively large physique, so they also have their own set of gadgets, which are specially used for those who are strong, The guy with thick blood and high defense, obviously, they have seen little Jonathan's ignorant little emotions towards Helena, and naturally they don't want this cute little guy to suffer, and they can't wait to teach him.

Just glanced at the little Jonathan who was crying with Bizarro, Helena was a little skeptical about whether she would use these gadgets, after all, little Jonathan's performance was a bit too stupid, and if he did, he would be tricked by others. , she had nothing to say.

It was time to part. Leaning in the car to check the time, Ke Wen also said to Damian, who was still looking cool, "Are you sure you can't say goodbye? Although it's not your real father, but Seeing that the father of another universe has obtained the life he wants, I should give a blessing anyway."

"It's up to you!" Cowen replied, but Damian still walked towards Bruce who was standing with Alfred, watching these little guys say goodbye to everyone here. Bruce was also taken aback.

Looking at Damian's eyes looking at him, he couldn't help but think of once, when his lover, when Thalia brought Damian in front of him, Damian looked at himself like this. It's just that now, only one of his four sons is left, and he has left Gotham. The remaining three have all died in front of him, some because of his own mistakes,

Some made mistakes, but in the end, they all used their lives to interpret their honor as the son of Batman.

"I told you this sentence for myself in this universe. Thank you for giving me life, father, take care of myself." After saying something awkward, Damian turned his head and was ready to get in the car.

"You too, son, I'm proud to have a son like you, I think, in your universe, as Batman and as a father, I would say this." Bruce's gentle voice came from behind. , so that Damian's footsteps paused, and after a while, he continued to move forward.

In the chariot of the Cetron, Helena and Little Jonathan sat in the back seat, and Damian became the last one and sat in the co-pilot seat.

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

"I want you to take care of it, hurry up and leave, God knows how long it has been from our side." Damian said unhappily.

"It's hard to say. The flow of time between universes is different. It's been five years here, maybe it's only five hours, five days, or even five months on our side."

In response to Damian's words, Ke Wen also began to debug the equipment on the Setron. 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, in simple terms, is to mark the function of each button, which one is used to collect the cosmic information contained in oneself, which one is used for positioning, and the rest is just stepping on the accelerator, and you are done. .

As for sabotage, Ke Wen still remembers a wordless contempt from Bruce when he asked this question. It is estimated that in his opinion, this thing he designed can be destroyed and hacked so casually? If there is, then you don't need to repair it, because people can easily dismantle even a three-way technology chariot, so I don't think you are much better.

This wordless contempt made Ke Wen stop asking such idiotic questions. As the panels inside the chariot lighted up, the reaction module behind the chariot that was responsible for storing Speed ​​Force began to light up, and golden lightning began to cover the entire chariot. car, so that the entire Cétron becomes golden.

"Okay, little guys, fasten your seat belts, we're ready to go." After reminding these little guys, Ke Wen was ready to start the chariot.

"We just left, don't we need to leave anything behind?" Damian asked suddenly.

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

"Then you left just like that. I thought you would come out to show up and show a wave of existence." Damian teased.

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

"Let me drive," Damian said, looking at Ke Wenna driving the chariot the first time he got the official figurine, and he suggested uncomfortably. Not wanting to drive the Batmobile.

"no!"

"I can drive!"

"no!"

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the Zetron chariot with the blessing of divine speed turned into a golden light in front of everyone in the unjust universe, and disappeared in front of everyone in the unjust universe. Looking at the golden light that has not yet escaped in the air, everyone was speechless. This farewell came too quickly. The chariot that used the speed of the chariot to shuttle through the universe gave people no chance to even look at the taillights of the car, and just disappeared in front of everyone. If there is no accident, they will not see each other again, but when they are old, they will miss the friends who came from another world when they fought for the new world.

Bruce went back to his room, just like what Cowen and Injustice said, his identity as Batman is dead, and even if someone puts on this suit again, it will be someone who inherits the spirit of Batman , not yourself. 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 continuing to fight with the Batman suit on his back, that kind of life is too early and inappropriate for him.

Sitting on the sofa, Bruce began to think about what he should do with his life. Should he propose to Catwoman or go to the Assassin League and tell his other love, Thalia, about his son Dami Ann about this. Just when he was troubled by these two options, he also noticed a letter on the desk. I walked over and saw this letter written on it: I guess you should be worried about what to do next, so you need to find a friend to talk to, just right, here is one that can make you talk to your heart Friend, go have a good chat with him.

At the end of the speech, there is a paragraph of coordinates and a thumbs up, and a photo placed under the stationery, looking at the farmhouse on the photo, and a big and a small playing football there, Bruce's His hands were shaking and tears were rolling in his eyes. After becoming Bruce, his emotions didn't need to be as suppressed as before. The stationery and photos in his hands fell to the ground because of the trembling, so Bruce picked them up quickly, then opened the door and shouted to his old housekeeper.

"Alfred!"

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

"Is our private jet still at the airport?"

"It depends on which private jet you need, whether it's socializing or going to someone to chat."

"As Bruce Wayne's private jet."

"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 notify the airport to temporarily limit the flow and let you take off first?"

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

"A partner who's been with you all your life, dressed nicely and let your friends know you're 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 taken for granted to me. Do you need me to inform Miss Selena and let her wait for you below? "Alfred asked, not used to Bruce's thanks to him.

"Well, let Selena wait for me for a while, it's time for me to give her an answer. Also, Alfred, it's natural for parents to do things to their children, but children must thank their parents for what they did for themselves. Every thing, because people have to learn to be grateful."

Looking at the gray-haired Alfred, Bruce said the same, then closed the door and began to prepare his own clothes. Alfred, who was a little confused from Bruce's words just now, came back to his senses and wiped the tears from his eyes.

"It's really grown up, my child." After saying this, Alfred walked downstairs. Now he has to make a phone call and prepare a nice dress for Selena.

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

After some careful preparation, Bruce wore the clothes that Selena had chosen for him, and went to the store together to buy a gift. After everything was done, it was almost night. At this time, Bruce took Selina with him. Na and Alfred went to Gotham Airport, drove the high-tech Wayne Enterprise private jet, left Gotham, and went to the place where the coordinates were. A small piece of news spreads on Gotham News, and on the streets of Gotham, a young man with long hair and a coat watched the news broadcast on the store TV, and only lightly With a smile, he continued to step into the crowd.

Soon, he heard a news from the urgently broadcast evening news that the killer crocodile and the criminal brick wall who had flown from Star City snatched a money transporter and were running wildly on the highway, trying to escape the pursuit of the police. Hearing this, 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 blurred. , straddled, and the engine car moved toward the location of the news broadcast.

Gotham, in the middle of the night, when Gotham had a rare quiet period of time, once again ushered in a speed and passion between the police and super-powered criminals. The police car that came closer couldn't help but curse.

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

"The times have changed, Killer Crocodile, they are now the people's umbrella in the true sense, 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. Those bastards who follow the rules have begun to whitewash themselves, but Batman is dead, and this is our world. Next time we call the mud-faced man, we will have a big ticket!" Killer Crocodile They were also laughing wildly, catching up with how, they can still deal with themselves and the brick wall.

Just when the two were complacent, a purple locomotive rushed out of the green belt. The zigzag pattern on the front of the locomotive extended and turned into a pair of collision angles. On one side of the car, the tyrannical power directly overturned the top of the money-transporting car, and the whole car rolled off the green belt, completely losing its driving ability.

"Damn, what bastard!" The killer crocodile and the brick wall broke through the door, and the windshield was drilled out. Their strong physique allowed them to have no damage in this tumbling, but they were a little dizzy.

After finally recovering, I saw a figure walking down the slope. The dim light made it impossible to see his true face, but the brick wall and the killer crocodile knew that it was this guy who attacked him. In a fit of rage, he grabbed a piece of glass at will, and threw it at the guy. The sharp glass shrieked in the air, but was easily caught by the young man and thrown aside at will.

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

The figure stopped, the coat draped over his body fell, a belt with a handle was held in his right hand, and it was buckled around his waist, and a purple bottle was also held in his left hand, and he slowly said, "Who am I? A Atonement, a person who walks in the dark, if you really want to give me a name, then, a passing Kamen Rider, transform!"

After all, honestly talk about the bottle insertion, honestly shout, and honestly press the handle.

【! torn! Devour! Smash and scatter! ; IN ROGUE! 】

The purple mechanical cylinder rises, wraps the figure, pours the liquid in, and the raised crocodile teeth bite, and the poured liquid forms a pair of armor on its body. The whole body is dominated by purple, with white as the pattern and black as the embellishment. 's hue.

"I'm Kamen Rider Rogue, killer crocodile, brick wall, sacrifice for peace!" Pointing to the ugly killer crocodile and brick wall, Kamen Rider Rouge incarnated by this figure said his judgment declaration, rushed towards them.

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