amaotonovel Chapter 2405: Bats Fight (5)
Chapter 2405: Bats Fight (5)
Chapter 2405: Bats Fight (XV)
Nick didn't seem surprised by the new Spider-Man, even though he was Bruce Wayne. He just took him to the locker room calmly.
And so Spider-Batman, or Bat-Spider-Man, or simply just a special Spider-Man, got a brand new uniform.
The clothes are a tights that are more like Spider-Man's, and there is no sense of incongruity when he wears them. The hood is more like Batman's, but it is fully covered, with no chin exposed, but with two pointed ears.
This uniform actually looks more like Daredevil, but the color is not as bright. It adopts Batman's usual black. Fortunately, the pattern on the chest is not a spider, and the pattern on the tights is not a spider web, otherwise it would look very similar to Venom.
The black color of this uniform is a bit special, reflecting a colorful metallic color. There is a bat pattern on the chest, but a spider pattern is hollowed out in the center of the bat. The shape of the spider's legs cuts the bat's wings into pieces, giving it a weird beauty.
Bruce has a good figure and is stronger than most Spider-Mans. To put it simply, he is wider and looks even more majestic in a tights.
"I'll give him a cape," Bruce said.
"You know that's useless in combat."
"But that's the symbol of chivalry."
"Okay, if you like." Nick shrugged and said, "Come over here, let's test the performance of the new suit."
Bruce followed him and found during the test that the suit was not just for decoration. In fact, it was fireproof, waterproof, and electricity-proof. Basically, it could protect against everything. There were micro-communicators and spider silk launchers on the arms, a hidden nano-gliding device on the back, and environmental detection, chips, and micro-drones hidden in the legs.
"We have updated most of Spider-Man's uniforms," Nick said, "to allow them to better complete various combat missions while ensuring their own safety."
"Spider-Man has great strength, so they don't need much improvement in that area, and they also have good dexterity, so they don't need more tools to assist in mobility."
"On the contrary, they need to have a more accurate judgment of the surrounding environment and the ability to request support at any time. I hope you also remember this. If you can't win, call for help. The last thing you lack is manpower."
Bruce nodded but didn't comment. He was different from other Batmen, he knew how incompetent he was. Anyone who came was better than him, so there was no need to question whether others could help.
After testing the battle suit, Bruce quickly entered the portal. What appeared in front of him was a ruin. In the center of the ruins stood a man wearing a shiny silver-white helmet and a long cloak behind him.
Bruce was discovered as soon as he landed. The other party just raised his hand and Bruce fell to the ground.
Bruce immediately understood that the other party's ability was to control gravity, which was not his area of expertise. He could hardly figure out the focus of those complex physics problems.
Bruce took a deep breath and his muscles swelled instantly. The tremendous power brought to him by the spider mutation came into play at this time. He endured the pressure of the huge gravity and stood up.
The other party seemed a little surprised and astonished, but soon raised his hand again, and greater gravity pressed down, and Bruce was pinned down again.
Just on the street next to where the two of them were standing opposite each other, two sneaky figures were standing at the entrance of the alley, peeking around.
"Who is that guy? Spider-Man? Why haven't I seen this kind before?" Harley said in surprise: "His figure does look familiar, but I forgot where I saw him before."
"You dragged me out here just to watch other people fight?" Little Bruce crossed his arms and said, "I thought you found some important clues."
"Actually, it's both. The important clue may be hidden in the way they fight." Harry said, "Do you find it a bit strange? According to our previous inference, these personalities may come from some memories that impressed David."
Bruce nodded.
"So what about their superpowers?" Harry raised a question. "It's impossible that David would think about what superpowers each time he sees something? Even if he likes to think so, it's impossible for him to think so in every memory."
"Hmm." Little Bruce snorted noncommittally.
"Either he's gone crazy a long time ago and sees everything as having super powers, or the fact that these things have super powers is not his original association, but is added later."
"what do you mean……"
"These things may be David's precious memories, but they are just memories, not superpowers. Something gave them superpowers and turned them into the superpowers they are today."
"You mean their powers are given by something?"
"That's right." Harley analyzed, "Since it is a spiritual world, it should be viewed according to the rules of the spiritual world. To transform an inanimate object in a certain memory fragment into a group of superpowers with special abilities and personalities, this purposeful and consistent transformation cannot happen naturally in the mind, nor can it be caused by some uncontrollable disease."
"This change is orderly and regular, so there must be an intelligent being behind it," said Hallie. "This being could be someone other than David, or it could be David himself."
Little Bruce frowned deeply, thought for a moment and said, "You think the latter is more likely, right?"
"That's right. This kind of internal transformation is difficult to be influenced by other people outside, but is more easily influenced by oneself. Just like when you decide to forget a certain memory or remember it forever, this will promote the change of this memory, either gradually fading or becoming solid."
"So why did David do this?"
“That’s something you’ll have to ask David himself.”
"We've come full circle." Bruce sneered. "If we want to find David, we have to defeat these strange personalities. But if we want to figure out how these personalities came about, we have to find David. Oh, what a vicious circle."
Harley also laughed disdainfully and said, "I don't have to go find David and wait like you did."
The upper half of Harley's body suddenly disappeared.
Little Bruce was startled and his pupils shrank suddenly, but after a closer look he found that Harley was not split into two halves, but her upper body was sticking out of an invisible window.
When I walked to the side, I couldn't see anything either, only a thin line, as if a hole was suddenly opened in the existing picture, and then a head poked out from the hole.
After a while, Harley came back, snapped her fingers and said, "I just went to have a chat and got a lot of useful information. Let's go."
"where to?"
"Of course I went to find David, but only a part of David. He is the leader of the Spiritual School, called Lord-Trauma. His ability is telepathy, and he can also absorb other personalities. He was the one who proposed that the Spiritual School absorb other personalities to strengthen itself."
"What on earth were you doing?" Bruce Jr. said, narrowing his eyes.
"Don't worry about it, let's go."
"How do we get there?" Little Bruce looked up and saw that there were still many personalities wandering on the street, and they seemed irritable and capricious.
"Can you find a car?" Harley looked around and found no means of transportation. Then she said, "Let's go and find that weird car."
"How are we going to find him now?"
Harley looked left and right, then found a taxi stand at the end of the street. She stood under the sign, held out her hand and shouted loudly: "TAXI!"
With a hissing sound, the sound of brakes came from the smoke. Little Bruce had to wave his hands in front of him. When the smoke cleared, he saw that the Batmobile carrying Barry and Flash Batman stopped in front of him.
Barry and Flash Batman were a little confused, because they were clearly not on this road just now, but the Batmobile adapted well. He said, "I heard someone calling for a taxi. Come on, lady."
"Thank you." Harley smiled, picked up her non-existent skirt, saluted him, and got into the car.
"What's going on?" Bruce asked in a low voice, "You haven't shown these abilities before."
"Don't forget that this is in the spiritual world." Harry also lowered his voice and said, "You think that you can only use your abilities in the real world here because your thinking is limited, but I am not, so I can make my wishes come true."
“Do mentally ill people have broad ideas?”
"I repeat, I'm not crazy." Harry rolled his eyes and said, "Excuse me, can you let me drive? I think we should hurry up."
"Well, is there a possibility that he can drive this car by himself?" Barry said, "I mean this Batman... uh, this Batmobile, this Batman..."
"Okay, get out of the way." Harley pushed Barry out of the driver's seat, took the steering wheel herself, and stepped on the accelerator.
"Wow, lady!" exclaimed the Batmobile. "Great racer!"
With a whoosh, the huge SUV disappeared at the end of the street, and when it reappeared, they had arrived in front of a house painted orange.
Barry got out of the car and saw "Shomron" written on the mailbox at the door, and Harley had already walked up and rang the doorbell.
Soon the door opened, and a young man appeared in the door. Harley greeted him, "Hello, David, or should I call you the Lord of Trauma?"
The other person's expression froze immediately, but Harley didn't consider herself an outsider at all, and squeezed into the house directly through the gap between her body and the door frame. David obviously wanted to chase her, causing several people behind her to squeeze in as well, and even the Batmobile broke the glass and poked its head in.
"Who are you? How could you break into someone else's house like this? And why would I…"
"Because we are not David's personality." Harley crossed her arms and looked back, "You can't absorb us, and it's hard to hurt us."
"How did you find this place? The group outside..."
"We didn't encounter the group of personalities outside at all. You don't need to care about the specific way they came. I just want to know where the real David is."
At this time, Flash Batman noticed that there was a family photo on the table in the living room of the house. The boy standing in the middle looked exactly like the young man, except that he had long hair.
The young man known as the Lord of Trauma looked gloomy and asked, "What do you all know?"
"These personalities were transformed from elements in memory and possessed superpowers. It was not caused by disease or occurred naturally. It was done by David." Harley's tone was very certain. She said, "There must be a key event that caused David to do this. Where is he?"
The other party's expression became more serious, and he said: "Outsider, this is our own business, you are not welcome here."
Harley snapped her fingers, and little Bruce understood what she meant. Countless tentacles burst out from behind him, and the whole house was shrouded in desperate darkness and crazy mutterings.
The Lord of Trauma's expression froze again and again, and finally he had to grit his teeth and say, "Don't destroy the house!"
"Will you tell us?"
"Don't even think about it." The young man turned away his eyes and said, "You won't be able to find him. Even if you do, he's just a fake."
"Tell me more about the fakes."
"You were able to find this place, so he must have leaked the news." The Lord of Trauma said with averted eyes: "The guy who is suppressing all personalities in the castle now is not David at all. David disappeared a long time ago."
Harley poked her head out: Let a little idiot explain it!
(End of this chapter)