Batman's Owl Godfather

Bruce fell to the ground and held his stomach. It hurt, but it was bearable.

He only had one thought, is this guy sick?

Since there are no bullets in the gun, why did you just point the gun at my head?

Jason picked up the gun that had fallen on the ground with his feet, took it and put it back to his waist. He pressed the hood with his hand and took it off.

The young face full of scars appeared in front of Bruce's eyes.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know me, but do you see these scars? These are all thanks to you."

Jason slowly came closer, each step putting pressure on Bruce a little more.

The situation is becoming more and more urgent, and Bruce is constantly thinking about solutions to the crisis in his mind.

There are not many spells recorded in "Elementary Spells". He can think of something that is a bit harmful, which is the cutting spell.

But the power is still too weak and not enough to deal with the enemy.

what to do……

At this moment, the sky was gradually covered by dark clouds.

Jason took out a swing stick from his waist and swung it out of the air. The iron stick stretched and made a whirring sound.

The Joker had beaten Jason countless times with a crowbar, and now it was time for Bruce to experience the pain as well.

Then he saw Bruce's childish face again.

Is it too much to use an iron rod against a child?

Jason struggled for a moment and put back the swinging stick. Using his fist would be enough.

Bruce just watched Jason perform alone, taking out the swinging stick for a while, then taking it back again, with an extremely angry face for a while, and hesitation for a while.

When Jason's face showed anger, Bruce could clearly feel the danger. He really wanted to kill himself.

But when Jason began to hesitate, the feeling of danger disappeared instantly.

This led Bruce to a conclusion.

The person in front of me may be suffering from schizophrenia, with two different personalities pulling at each other in his head.

In this case, I might be able to use this section.

He clutched his stomach and tried to stand up, but this move made Jason instantly stressed.

"Want to escape?!"

At this time, Jason finally picked Bruce up without any hesitation, raised his hand and slapped him down.

Bruce was prepared for a beating, but after waiting for a moment, nothing happened.

Jason picked up Bruce and brought him to a tree.

The rope was taken out from nowhere and Bruce was tied to the tree in a few strokes.

"I'm here to kill you. I will kill you. This is what I have been looking forward to for a long time..."

Jason kept mumbling such words, not for Bruce, but as if he was talking to himself.

Bruce was tied to the tree, unable to move, and watched Jason walking around in front of him, extremely troubled.

His fists clenched and relaxed, and he clearly had deep-seated hatred in his heart, but he couldn't make a move at the critical moment.

This person doesn't seem as dangerous as you thought?

Bruce had such an idea, so he asked tentatively: "Are you familiar with future me?"

"Cooked? Of course it's cooked!"

This sentence saved Jason, and he could finally put on his sinister look again.

Jason roared: "I once trusted you so much, but you betrayed me!"

"Then can you tell a story about you and me?"

Bruce was also willing to take risks at this time. He began to take advantage of his age, pretending to be harmless, and wanted to communicate with Jason.

This is also a skill that all superheroes must master - We need to talk.

"I have nothing to talk about with you!"

Jason gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I used to admire you very much, and you were also very important to me..."

Although he said he didn't want to talk about it, Jason unknowingly started talking about his past with Bruce.

Bruce listened, and the more he listened, the more he felt that the Bruce in Jason's mouth didn't look like him.

Yes, Bruce did want to become a hero who protects Gotham and drives evil out of his homeland.

But the Bruce in Jason's mouth is too twisted and old-fashioned, completely inhumane.

It's like completely closing himself off, not allowing anyone to enter his heart.

Is this really me?

Will he become like this in the future?

Bruce couldn't get the answer for a while, but he had a vague feeling that the answer was yes.

Seeing Bruce's thoughtful expression, Jason said coldly: "It seems that you are also frightened by your own performance in the future."

It's so pitiful, Bruce, that even you don't recognize yourself when you grow up.

How sad.

After Jason said these words hidden in his heart, he felt relieved. He was no longer in a hurry to kill Bruce, but just wanted to take him back as agreed.

Take it back to the main universe of the DC world.

He wanted to knock Bruce unconscious first and then proceed with the rest of the action.

However, at this moment, he saw Bruce's expression change from solemn to relaxed.

It was as if after delaying for so long, reinforcements finally arrived.

Who is it?

Before Jason could even turn around, a sudden change occurred.

A large number of bats suddenly flew out from his nostrils, mouth, and even clothes. These bats surrounded him and kept biting his body.

The number of bats kept increasing, seemingly endless, coming from a distance like a big dark cloud hanging over Jason.

Jason kept waving his arms, trying to drive away these creatures in the dark night, but it was useless. Instead, more bats flew out of his sleeves while he was waving his arms.

"What's going on..."

Jason had no idea what was going on and why this happened.

Bats, this very representative creature, made Jason think of a possibility.

Could it be... Batman is here?

Not this Bruce tied to the tree, but the adult Batman from another universe.

It might even be the Batman from his own universe.

"Bruce!!!"

Jason wanted to roar to the sky, but he just opened his mouth and countless bats flew out of his mouth.

He couldn't speak, so he could only express his anger with actions.

Now he couldn't care about anything else. Jason was annoyed by this group of bats and couldn't move. The only choice was to retreat temporarily.

I will come back to find you.

He took a last look at Bruce and left quickly while being driven away by a group of bats.

Bruce had been watching this scene. He was afraid of bats, but today the bats saved him.

"Is this spell pretty good?"

Suddenly, Katoom's voice sounded in Bruce's ears, and the other party flapped its wings and landed on Bruce's shoulder.

"Bat Spirit Spell, I saw it in an old book in the Room of Requirement."

"Very powerful." Bruce murmured, "Can you teach me?"

"No."

Katoom shook his head, "Your current magic cultivation is only at the peak of the first grade. When you reach the fourth grade and reach the great perfection, I will teach you."