I, V, Gotham Legend

Bane, the Joker, Batman, and Firefly are all mentally unstable. In the entire Gotham, my famous Miss V is the only normal person! (Aknuckles)

Valerie used a sledgehammer to knock Firefly out of the flames, then pinned him into a snowdrift to put out the fire.

Firefly was already unconscious, and Valerie wanted to remove his jetpack first, but the guy seemed to have the backpack connected to his body.

If it is removed by force, this guy may die.

But if it is not removed, he might escape.

After thinking for a moment, Valerie smashed the jet pack with a hammer.

That should be fine.

She searched Firefly again, took a button remote from his belt, and put his flamethrower in her pocket.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the remote control switch of the bomb.

Putting away the remote control, Valerie dragged Firefly and tied him to the railing.

"Master, I caught Firefly. Don't worry, he's still alive." Valerie reported the progress to Batman through the prosthetic communication. "The switch he used to control the bomb is also in my hands."

Batman was busy defusing bombs at the moment. He was relieved when he heard Valerie's report. "I learned from the mercenaries under Firefly that they have placed bombs in four different directions in the lower level of the Pioneer Bridge. I am defusing the one in the southeast corner."

"Oh, so... the bomb at the light rail station in the northwest corner has been defused by me, and the hostages and fireflies are also here." Valerie secretly took credit for it.

"Well done, V." Batman felt unexpectedly relieved to be partnered with Valerie. "The bomb in the southwest corner is also in your hands."

"No problem, boss...um, wages..."

"not a problem."

After hanging up the phone, Valerie skipped and ran south.

……

After defusing the bomb, Batman straightened up.

The fireflies have been defeated, but these bombs are unstable factors and still need to be resolved first.

The Pioneer Bridge is divided into two levels. The upper level is the space for normal vehicles to travel, and the lower level is where Batman is now, which is the space for light rail, subway and Coast Guard operations.

There is a huge door like a firewall in the northeast and southeast directions of the lower level of Pioneer Bridge. As long as you open this door, you can directly reach the location of another bomb.

But the fire door is closed at this time, and only the government or the police are qualified to open it.

Batman made up his mind. He contacted Gordon through the radio channel: "Gordon, open the firewall of Area D of Pioneer Bridge and let me go there to dismantle the last bomb."

Because of the previous lesson, Batman not only used technological means to process the sound, but also deliberately made his voice rough, making it sound like he was growling.

Gordon was so angry that he almost smoked when he heard Batman's voice appear on the radio channel. How outrageous was this.

"Get off this channel!" Gordon roared.

They were using the police force's public channel, and all members of the police force could hear the two men's argument.

"Gordon! Listen carefully, the only thing we are missing now is that one..."

"This happened because of you! You are not qualified to use this channel! Shut up and get out!" Gordon was merciless.

The feeling of powerlessness of being unable to communicate made Batman tired. He put down the communication and sighed deeply.

Now the only way is for Alfred to hack into the government network and open the door remotely.

Just then, a familiar telephone ringtone rang.

Batman answered the phone and it was V.

"You don't seem to have a good relationship with the sheriff?" Valerie said teasingly as soon as the phone was connected.

During the last mission a week ago, Valerie had cracked the police station's radio channel in order to keep track of the Clayface's movements. Although she usually didn't turn on this channel, she just happened to hear the argument between Batman and Gordon.

"..." Batman sighed again, "Can you open the door?"

"It should be fine." Valerie vowed.

As long as it is connected to the Internet, it can be hacked.

If Valerie had focused on hacking and raised her intelligence to 20, she wouldn't even need a data cable connection and could do it just by looking from a distance.

"The bomb here will be defused soon. I'll come to your side immediately." Valerie unplugged the data cable.

"As soon as possible." Batman said briefly and hung up the phone.

It would take some time before Valerie arrived, and Batman sat down on a stone step, leaning his back against the iron pillar supporting the room, covering his face with his hands and rubbing his tired eyes.

After running and fighting for nearly seven hours tonight, he finally had some time to rest.

The storm was still raging, but the heavy snow had gradually stopped. Apart from the sound of burning flames, the only sound in the ears was the roaring of the wind.

Batman heard something moving across the ceiling.

It was like the sound of climbing an iron support, even though it was very slight, he still heard it keenly.

Batman immediately felt an alarm in his heart. He looked up at the ceiling, only to see a dark shadow falling from above and a soft body hugging his face.

Batman secretly sighed at his own carelessness. He quickly stood up, but his face was hugged tightly, his vision was dark, and he had difficulty breathing, as if he was entangled by a python.

He reacted immediately and stabbed the person holding his face with the reverse blade on his wrist guard.

The man also realized the danger, and immediately raised his foot, let go of Batman, stood upside down, and a blade popped out of his hand, stabbing into Batman's exposed chin.

Then he did a backflip and moved away from Batman.

After driving away the sudden attacker, Batman felt dizzy, and it seemed that it was not just due to lack of oxygen.

He saw clearly the person who attacked him. It was a woman who was still dressed coolly even in the middle of winter. Her dark brown skin was exposed. She had short platinum hair and her face was painted with thick eye makeup, so thick that it looked like a mask.

Batman knows her. She is one of the assassins hired by the Joker disguised as Black Mask, active in South America as [Copperhead], whose real name is unknown.

The copperhead snake looked at Batman's shaking body and licked the sharp blades on its nails like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue.

"You are already dead. My nails are painted with poison. Now, they have flowed through your body through your blood."

Batman frowned at Copperhead's actions.

"Haha, I know what you're thinking. It won't poison you. This is the most advanced neurotoxin." Copperhead looked at Batman and crossed his arms proudly. "This is the best way to make 60 million."

"The Joker is in jail, you won't get any money." Batman said coldly.

"Do you think you can fool me?" Copperhead Snake said disdainfully.

Batman pulled himself together, rushed towards the copperhead and punched it hard.

But there was no feeling of hitting flesh in his hand. His fist went through the copper-headed snake's body and missed. The copper-headed snake's body turned into black smoke and dissipated.

"That's your hallucination." Copperhead's voice came from behind him, and Batman immediately turned around and punched her.

But this time the result was still the same.

"It seems that my neurotoxin is taking effect as quickly as ever." The copperhead snake's voice was like a ghost demanding its life.

NO42. Copperhead Snake

The already dim sky became even darker, and Batman felt like he was thrown into a washing machine, being stirred and tumbled. He felt nauseous, queasy, and dizzy.

"Alv...! Poison... I'm poisoned." Batman subconsciously wanted to contact the person he trusted most, but now he could hardly distinguish the device on his arm.

Vision, smell, hearing, and sense of direction all fail, and the brain is like a dough that is being stretched.

He didn't even know if he had contacted Alfred.

The body's functions are severely reduced in the poisoned state, and the copperhead snake is still hiding around, so the situation is very critical.

In Batman's eyes, the surroundings seemed to be covered by a layer of green fog, and there seemed to be ferocious beasts lurking in the fog.

He forced himself to concentrate, trying to see where the copperhead was.

But the fog in front of him suddenly gathered into a human figure.

It was Chief Riou, kneeling behind a glass window, banging on it with his fat hands.

[Why didn't you save me? Why were you just watching? You were right there!]

When the Joker disguised as a black mask locked Leob in the gas chamber, Batman happened to be nearby, but when he finally got past the protective device and reached the gas cell, Leob was already dead.

Batman took a deep breath. He knew that this was just an illusion caused by guilt. He wanted to ignore it and find the copperhead snake.

He walked forward cautiously, glancing around.

It felt like his brain was being pulled and Batman's sanity was burning.

Just then, he felt as if he stepped on something.

Looking down, I saw a corpse in uniform.

Rows of corpses wearing the same uniforms floated up from the ground, and they all turned their heads at the same time to look at Batman.

What they all had in common was a livid complexion, an ear-to-ear grin, and bulging bloodshot eyes.

The flat ground beneath his feet seemed to turn into carbonized ruins, and Batman realized what it was.

[What's wrong with you? Why didn't you come here earlier? Don't you know we are in danger?]

All of them questioned Batman together.

When Batman arrived at the bank, the sparks from the explosion had not yet disappeared, indicating that the explosion had just occurred. If he had arrived earlier, he might have been able to save them.

Although the bodies actually died of asphyxiation caused by poison gas.

[Please, I don’t want to die, please save me!] They had strange smiles on their faces, but they were begging desperately.

Batman forced himself to focus.

This is just an illusion, an illusion...

The bodies on the ground disappeared, and Alfred appeared in front of Batman in a neat tuxedo.

His eyes weren't even on Batman.

[What do you think your father would think when he saw you now? Dressing up in Halloween costumes every night and hanging out with those street thugs, you are simply bringing shame to your family! It's so disappointing, you have forgotten what your last name stands for...]

He had never heard Alfred speak in such a tone. There was not even any anger in his eyes and expression, only endless disappointment.

Just... an illusion.

Batman's body seemed to have collapsed as he half-knelt on the ground, his lining soaked with sweat. The physical pain and psychological pressure made him exhausted both physically and mentally.

The figure of Copperhead appears in front of Batman: "My poison is wearing you down."

Batman tried to stand up, but his punches at the Copperhead were weak.

The fist went through the copperhead's head, and it was obvious that it was just an illusion.

"You're as slow as an old man."

Copperhead appeared beside Batman again, and seeing Batman's decadent appearance, she was already confident of victory.

Unable to wait for the poison to take effect, Copperhead Snake ejected a fang-like blade from her hand and wanted to cut Batman's throat with her own hands.

Copperhead snake slowly walked towards Batman. Now, the man's eyes were cloudy. I guess he was still trying to concentrate. Unfortunately, he didn't even know I was approaching.

Copperhead has reached Batman's side, and she reaches out, intending to pierce Batman's head from the chin.

But just before she made her move, she suddenly realized that the environment had changed.

The decadent man who was in front of him disappeared, and what was left was only a familiar iron frame beam.

I felt a cool sensation on my back as the steel floor came into contact with me, but there was no real sense of ground under my feet.

My head hurts, as if I had been hit head-on by a car, and it seems to be bleeding.

Copperhead realized that she was lying on the ground. She struggled to get up and found Batman staring at her, still in the motion of punching.

He punched me!

The copperhead finally realized reality.

Batman's eyes were still cloudy and he was breathing heavily. He had obviously reached his limit, but even so, he could still knock Copperhead away at a speed that she couldn't react to.