The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

The terrifying power completely destroyed Tone and Ms. Shiva before they could even react.

Even Bai Lang was somewhat taken aback, but then he figured out why Bruce Wayne would do such a thing.

Jean Paul had previously revealed in conversations with Bruce that there was significant unrest around the world.

Gotham City, on the other hand, became independent, just like White Dream City, which he had previously established.

Not to mention that there was a hint of threat towards Bruce in their previous words.

This prompted Bruce to strike the two men with heavy blows without hesitation.

"For the past thirty years, I have been forced by this pig-dog to watch him change my Gotham."

"While this guy paved a different path for Gotham, in reality..."

“My biggest mistake was not choosing Jean Paul, but being like that damn guy and relying on others.”

"Luckily, I haven't done that anymore..."

As he spoke, he looked at the ground, where Toni's dismembered body was mixed with fragments of Madam Siva's body and Jean Paul's body parts.

An incredibly strong, pungent smell of blood lingered around his nose, causing him to squint slightly and his face to turn somewhat pale.

His lips curled up slightly, revealing a few gleaming white teeth and a strange, eerie smile.

"Gotham is mine... and I am his..."

......

"Well..."

Oswald Coppa, rubbing his aching head, slowly opened his eyes.

"Damn death angel, you sour radish bitch!!"

The scene from before flashed through his mind; the arrogant demeanor of the Red Bishop, the henchman of the Angel of Death, and the Torchbearer made him grit his teeth in anger.

Although Penguin is flexible and adaptable, he has been a coward in Gotham City for thirty years.

Thirty years, a full thirty years, God knows how the Penguin got through it.

Not only do they have to face the Angel of Death, but they also have to deal with his two henchmen.

These two despicable guys even tried to kill him before.

If it weren't for the fact that Penguin had a backup plan, he would probably have been killed by these damned things long ago.

"I have to leave quickly, these revolutionaries are about to go to war with the Saint Bat's cult..."

The penguin got up from the ground, grabbed his umbrella, and staggered forward.

But he hadn't walked far when he heard a commotion coming from the side.

The sound was like dozens or hundreds of people shouting at the same time, like the cult of the saintly bat.

Upon realizing this, the penguin was immediately startled.

Saint Bat's cult is full of lunatics; he even felt that Joker wasn't as crazy as the members of this guy's cult.

They would arrest anyone they saw who was involved in organized crime, and they would pick up anyone they saw who sold or used drugs and burn them alive.

They were even more brutal than medieval cults, making the penguins tremble with fear.

After all, his Iceberg Club had just been shut down by Saint Bat, and even his property had been confiscated by the Red Bishop and the Torchbearer.

Fortunately, he had already made contact with someone, and once he left this place, he would be able to leave Gotham.

I will never have to return to this city, this city under the tyranny of the saintly bat.

But as he walked, Oswald suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why has it become so quiet around us?

He suddenly raised his head and found a dark figure standing in front of him.

The person was floating in the air, with most of their body seemingly covered by black bats flying around.

In the very center is a bat symbol, which looks like a death angel.

The penguin felt a jolt in its heart and slowly looked up.

The black armor and the pointed helmet looked somewhat familiar to him.

A sinister smile gradually appeared before them.

"Bat...Batman!!" He was trembling all over, and even found it hard to believe that it was Batman.

After all, thirty years have passed, and Batman has long since become an urban legend, disappearing from Gotham City.

Only the saintly bat rules this sinful city.

But now, the Penguin has seen Batman again.

What a generous gift! Batman, who had disappeared for thirty years, had reappeared before him!

The penguin was terrified, his legs trembling as he backed away.

"Is...it really you? Batman?!"

His voice trembled slightly, clearly showing that he was still afraid of Batman, whom he hadn't seen for thirty years.

“Of course it’s me, Oswald Coppert.”

Broken Bat Bruce wore a chilling smile, his white teeth gleaming coldly.

"In these thirty years, you've caused Gotham a lot of suffering..."

As he spoke, he placed his hand on Oswald's trembling head and gently stroked it.

It's like petting a pet.

But an extremely cold killing intent enveloped the Penguin, making him tremble all over.

"No...what about your no-killing principle? Didn't you say you wouldn't kill anyone?!"

Feeling the large hand constantly stroking his head, the penguin felt as if a huge stone was hanging over his heart.

However, just when he thought he was about to die...

"Oswald, quick... um? Batman?"

A familiar voice reached their ears.

The penguin turned his head and saw a clown standing there with a pale smile, green hair, bright red lips, and a purple suit.

"Bat...Batman?!" The Joker's voice trembled slightly.

"Is it really you?!"

He rushed to the two of them, his face still showing disbelief, and even his eyes were filled with non-existent tears.

“It’s me, Joker,” said Bruce the Broken Bat.

"You've been locked up there by the Saint Bat for thirty years, and you still managed to get out?!" The Joker exclaimed in astonishment.

After all, he had previously tried to get someone to rescue Batman, but he never expected that the plan would be ruined by the Saint Bat and his cult.

Even his assistant Harley Quinn was killed by the Saint Bat.

For the past thirty years, he has been hiding in Gotham and even committing crimes.

However, the Saint Bat's power was simply too overwhelming, and the Joker could indeed get injured, as there was no Dionysus factor that could heal his wounds.

Therefore, he could only submit in secret.

And it took decades for this admiration to be won over.

Life almost cured this supervillain's mental illness.

If Penguin hadn't contacted him beforehand, he would almost have thought he was just an ordinary person.

"I really didn't expect to see you when I was picking up the penguin."

As the clown spoke, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile even more eerie than that of the Broken Bat.

The two perverts revealed chilling smiles, making Penguin feel a little uneasy.

Generous crab treat! What are these two lunatics up to?!

How have you been these past few years?

Upon seeing his old rival from many years ago, the Broken Bat stopped stroking the Penguin's head and asked a question.

"It's alright, just living in Gotham without you," the Joker shrugged and said with a smile.

"Hehehe... This world is beyond saving, and Gotham can't hold on much longer either."

As the bat with broken skin spoke, it looked up at the scarlet sky.

I don't know when it started, but the sky turned crimson, as if a huge mass of blood had covered the Earth.

It makes people feel extremely uncomfortable and depressed.

He remembered that the sky wasn't like this before. What happened?

Bai Lang, attached to his body, after absorbing several souls, finally managed to see clearly what was outside the Earth.

He stared wide-eyed at the planet not far from Earth.

That planet was burning with flames, and it was hurtling towards Earth with a raging inferno.

"Holy crap, Darkseid brought Apokolips with him?"

He was somewhat surprised, never expecting that thirty years later on Earth, Darkseid would actually drive Apokolips directly to Earth's doorstep.

Is there anyone on Earth who could withstand an Apokolips?

Even if Superman from 30 years in the future came to Earth, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat this terrifying Apokolips.

"Do you know what that is?" Bruce the Broken Bat asked in his mind.

He felt that the demon within him should know why the sky had turned such a crimson color.

"Cosmic Overlord, a new god is about to arrive in your world and then rule you," Bai Lang said silently.

Universe overlord? New god?

The battered bat was momentarily stunned.