The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

"These bats may not kill, but combined with my power, they will make you wish you were dead, wishing you were never born!"

puff! !

In a flight as swift as a ghost, Bruce easily severed the torchbearer's head.

Blood gushed continuously from the headless corpse, and the round head fell directly to the ground, rolling several meters away.

The Red Bishop was startled and kept looking around into the shadows, trying to find the figure of Batman Bruce Wayne.

"Come out! Come out here!!"

In the shadows, Bruce Wayne, sensing the immense power, clenched his fists, a bloodthirsty smile spreading across his face.

The white waves clinging to him were also devouring the torchbearer's soul. Although they couldn't compare to the angels of death, they could at least provide him with some nourishment.

......

Meanwhile, the battlefield is between the Angel of Death and Lady Shiva.

"You portray yourself as a kind person, turning Gotham into a model of 'law and control,' but you're nothing like that at all; you're just a drug addict!!"

Ms. Shiva roared and punched the airflow, slamming her fist into the face of the Angel of Death.

The immense force sent the Angel of Death flying, its body crashing heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Looking at the Angel of Death lying on the ground like a dead dog, Ms. Shiva said angrily, "Even my lover gave up on Venom. If he hadn't, you definitely wouldn't have been able to kill someone as powerful as him!"

However, at that moment, the torchbearer's weapon suddenly struck Ms. Shiva.

The longsword was also imbued with the force of a rotating magnetic field, causing Ms. Shiva, who was caught off guard, to stumble and fall to the ground.

Meanwhile, the Angel of Death, Jean-Paul, seized the opportunity, staggered to his feet, and walked over to Tonet, who had fallen to the ground and returned to normal.

He had long suspected that the boy might be Bane's son, especially since there were no venom tubes on the boy's body.

This also indicates that the boy may very well be able to produce venom on his own!

“You…you are right, Ms. Shiva!” The Angel of Death gasped for breath, her body weakened to the extreme.

“I’m addicted to this venom, and given time, I’m sure I’ll be able to kick it, but right now, before the crisis hits, I have to find a new source of the drug!”

As he spoke, he picked up one of the arms of the unconscious Torne.

Immediately afterwards, he used both hands forcefully and pulled hard!

puff! !

The immense force ripped Tone's arm off, leaving it bleeding profusely.

The intense pain caused the unconscious Tone to cry out in agony, his face contorted in agony.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The piercing scream made the Angel of Death frown, and he swept Tuo Nei away several meters with both hands.

He frantically sucked the blood from Toni's severed arm, the green venom flowing from it—the very source of the medicine he needed.

With this, he would gain even greater power and become the saintly bat of yesteryear.

The Saint Bat who defeated Batman, the Saint Bat who killed Bane, the Saint Bat who ruled Gotham City!!!

Almost instantly, his body began frantically absorbing the venom.

A terrifying, overflowing power coursed through his body, causing his muscles to bulge and veins to spread across his body like dragons.

“Now… much better!” Jean-Paul turned his head frantically to look at the fallen Ms. Siva and the groaning Toni.

Upon seeing this, Ms. Shiva's expression changed drastically.

However, before he could react, the figure of the Angel of Death suddenly appeared in front of her.

The immense force, accompanied by a gust of wind, slammed into her face, sending Ms. Shiva flying several meters away.

"Your time is over, Jean Paul!" Batman Bruce suddenly flew behind the Angel of Death, like a bat on the hunt.

"It won't end the way you want it to!!" the Angel of Death roared, suddenly throwing a punch that slammed into Batman Bruce's face.

The two suddenly engaged in combat, but thanks to the power of the rotating magnetic field, Jean-Paul was no match for Bruce.

Compared to Batman Bruce Wayne, who has gained the power to rotate magnetic fields, the power the Angel of Death gained from Venom is like that of a child.

boom!!

Bruce Wayne threw a punch, carrying the force of a rotating magnetic field, and slammed it hard into Jean Paul's body.

The immense force immediately caused the Angel of Death to widen its eyes, arch its body, and fly backward for more than ten meters.

"Pfft!! How is this possible?" The Angel of Death's face was full of disbelief, and his eyes were filled with shock.

He's invincible with Venom, how could he possibly be punched into this state by Bruce Wayne!

That's impossible!!!

Chapter 191 The Impending Crisis of the Dark Universe

The magnetic field rotates, and this superpower, through the strength of will, can continuously push out even greater forces.

At this moment, after experiencing decades of humiliation, Bruce instantly unleashed a powerful force of over ten thousand horses upon obtaining this power.

This was only the first day he came into contact with the power of the rotating magnetic field.

According to Bai Lang's calculations, if Bruce calmed down and studied this power, with his strong will, he could even push it up to a terrifying power of 20 horsepower.

With just ten thousand horses' worth of terrifying power, the Broken Bat Bruce was able to easily shatter Jean Paul.

This power is even more terrifying than the boost from Venom.

At this moment, the Angel of Death, Jean-Paul, stared in disbelief at the Broken Bat, Bruce.

"This power... how is this power possible?!"

His voice was filled with incomprehension and shock.

It's as if a cripple who has been suppressed and had his limbs cut off for decades has been transformed back into the giant he once was.

With just a slight movement, he lost all courage to resist.

The question is, how could Bruce, a useless man, possibly possess such immense power?

“Nothing is impossible, Jean Paul. Gotham has suffered enough under your command. Now, it’s time for her to return to my hands!”

As he spoke, the nanobots on Bruce's body transformed into countless black bats, charging fiercely towards the Angel of Death.

The air was constantly being torn apart, producing violent explosions, and golden arcs of electricity flickered around him, like a death angel.

boom!!

With a loud bang, the angel of death that had tormented him for thirty years turned into countless blood clots that fell to the ground.

The strong smell of blood filled Bruce's nostrils, giving him a long-lost sense of exhilaration.

At the same time, images of the dead Dick and Alfred, among others, also appeared in his mind.

They were killed by the Angel of Death, along with his torchbearers and the Red Bishop, whose sharp blades pierced their bodies, drawing out drops of bright red blood onto the ground.

Dick looked at him helplessly, as if to say, "Help me, help me, Batman!"

Even Alfred's eyes were full of the message that he should leave Gotham City.

Thirty years of humiliation, mixed with the hatred of the murder of those he cared about, were all poured out at this moment.

Bruce Wayne felt incredibly refreshed, as if decades of unhappiness had vanished.

Even this emotion affected the power of his magnetic field rotation.

Sizzle sizzle...

Golden arcs of electricity, like tiny snakes, crisscrossed his body.

A terrifying power emanated from his brain and heart.

This power was far greater than any he had ever possessed before.

A powerful force surged and erupted within his body, instantly breaking through the magnetic field's rotation limit of 50,000 horsepower.

"I...this power is just too strong!" Bruce said, trying to control the power within him, while his heart was filled with uncontrollable horror at the power he was experiencing.

The power was so terrifying that he felt he could destroy an entire nuclear-powered cruise ship with a single punch.

Of course, this feeling is not wrong; a magnetic field with the power of 50,000 horsepower could destroy a nuclear-powered cruise ship with a single punch.

But Bruce Wayne was more amazed by the sheer power of the white waves.

After all, in his heart, this was power obtained in exchange with the devil, and he would have to repay it with his soul.

"We did it." Tone looked at Jean-Paul's body, which had been smashed into countless pieces by Bruce's punch, his face full of excitement.

Even though he had lost an arm, he was still very excited at that moment.

After all, nothing could be more gratifying than seeing one's father's killer die without a complete corpse.

“We…we finally did it.” Tone said, tears streaming down her face.

“Yes, son, we did it,” Ms. Shiva said, putting her hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

“Now, let’s reconnect Gotham City to the outside world and give its people hope again.” Tone’s eyes were full of hope, as if he could already see a hopeful Gotham City.

"The world is already broken and it's too late for everything."

Batman's voice suddenly came from behind the two of them, carrying an ambiguous meaning.

“What are you saying, Bruce?” Mrs. Shiva turned to look at him, her face showing some confusion.

“We’ve always said this, but this is the key: if we can connect Gotham to the outside world, we can heal…”

Tone wanted to say something more, but Bruce interrupted him.

“You’ve come here tonight trying to ‘save the world’ by reconnecting Gotham to the outside world and using her and her people to heal.”

Bruce's tone was solemn and low, like a demon returned from hell, an extremely obsessive demon!

"But the truth is... some wounds can't be healed, and broken things can't always be repaired. Sometimes you have to build something new."

"Gotham must learn to be self-sufficient! What is beneficial to the world is... useless to Gotham!"

As they spoke, a terrifying magnetic field surged forth, carrying with it golden lightning.