Chapter 90 VS Talia
In the suburbs of Gotham, in the blazing jungle.
Talia Or Gul gritted her teeth and lifted a stone that had been pressed against her body in the explosion, and stood up staggeringly. She pushed back the brown hair in front of her forehead, and her snow-white face was already stained with dark red blood.
The huge rock crushed her in the instant it collapsed, but at the same time it also protected her from more serious injuries in the follow-up process. Speaking of which, luck should be considered good. She glanced back at the burned-out base facility behind her, thinking of the large number of elite ninjas, cutting-edge researchers, and even clones and the Eternal Stone buried under the flames and ruins, her annoyance and anger seemed to have turned into blood and rushed to the top of her head. .
She rested her forehead lightly against the half-cut wall and panted for a moment, and a very slight "sand" sound entered her ears, which sounded like the slight sound of a cloak rubbing against the air.
"Oh, please," she said softly without looking back, as if talking to herself, "just once, you saw my loss too, can't you sympathize and let me go once in a while?"
"No way, Talia." Batman said coldly, standing behind her, wrapped in a large cloak.
"All right."
She paused for a while, and the moment she turned around, her face suddenly changed, and the two flying knives flew in a cold silver-white arc at the same time.
Batman pulled out a bat dart from under the cloak to block it "on the spot", but Talia took advantage of the situation and flew up. Holding a short knife in each hand, she danced like an airtight net, hissing angrily: "It's you, it's you every time! Why do you always have to fight against me? You must come and mess it up?"
Batman looked indifferent, holding a bat dart in each hand to connect Talia's offensive, black and silver arcs clashed one after another against the background of flames, and the crisp collision sounded like a bell.
Talia seems to be really angry. The moves she has learned are deadly and fierce, and the anger that surrounds her at this time only looks more fierce. The two short knives jumped up and down like poisonous snakes, and the flickering silver light was like venomous eyes, astutely looking for flaws that could be used to break through.
She seemed to be dazzled by anger, so that when she saw Batman's instant stagnation, she handed out the short knife without thinking, but just stepped into a delicate trap. Batman slammed her wrist heavily, sending the short knife in her hand flying far away, and volleyed a few knife flowers under the flames. Talia's arm shrank in a conditioned reflex, and her body instinctively retreated out of Batman's effective attack range, but she didn't want the dart in Batman's hand to suddenly let go, and threw it towards her in a low voice.
Talia had no choice but to push aside the darts that were rushing towards the door with the remaining short knife, but this also met Batman's expectations. Batman grabbed her wrist almost as soon as she threw the bat dart away, grabbed the remaining weapon in her hand with an anti-knuckle grab, and slammed her right elbow against her blood-stained cheek. Talia only felt her forehead sink again, and a strong sense of fainting made her lose her sense of direction for a short time, and she only retreated again and again.
Batman did not rush to pursue, but stood there and looked at each other coldly, the indifferent eyes behind the white goggles seemed to be provocative.
Talia couldn't help but feel even more annoyed, as if she was being despised. She bowed and pulled out the spare dagger swiftly from her black leather boots. The short dagger flew deftly in her hand, and the countless blade lights that were transformed seemed to be ever-changing, swept in like a gust of wind.
But Batman still didn't change his expression in the face of this more ferocious attack, backing up while parrying with gloves. Talia's eyes were already red at this time, and without thinking, she went straight in, and the blade swung towards Batman's face like the wind. Batman grabbed the sharp blade with his bare hands with the protection of his glove and armor, and punched her shoulder blade, Talia had to take two steps back in pain.
"Give it up, Talia," Batman said nonchalantly. "You're hurt, and you don't have a clear mind. Think about it for a second, and you'll know that you can't win me over an emotional situation."
"To shut up!"
Talia snorted sharply and attacked with leg skills instead. She also seems to be quite accomplished in legwork. Her long legs, which are tightly wrapped under the black leggings of her combat uniform, are sometimes whipped up like whips, and sometimes they are flexibly and lightly attacked from the front. In just ten strokes, they are mixed up. Martial arts from many different regions and different schools. Since birth, she has been raised as the heir of the devil with the most stringent standards, and she does have some extraordinary skills in martial arts.
It's a pity that her opponent is stronger.
Batman's small jump dodged her swipe, and then keenly saw through her series of fake movements, and his right hand grabbed her ankle, which was swept straight to his cheek. The mechanism on Talia's sole was triggered with a click, and the sharp point of the knife popped out of the toe of her shoe, blocking it just a millimeter from Batman's cheek. And Batman only glanced sideways at the hidden weapon that was close at hand, but his expression remained unchanged.
He suddenly threw Talia's leg away, followed by turning around and kicking the opponent's soft belly. Talia groaned, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. She tilted her head and fell on the ground full of debris, her long brown hair scattered all over the floor.
"I have to admit, generally speaking, I do have a certain tolerance for you." Batman squinted at Talia, who was collapsed on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "But this time, you crossed the line too far. So it's game over, Talia. You and your organization, this time I'm going to kill you all."
Talia no longer looked at him. She lay on her back on the ground, her chest heaving violently with heavy breathing, and the burning broken walls were reflected in her pupils. She laughed suddenly, crazy and revealing. bitter.
"You don't understand, Bruce, not at all. But of course—people like you, so different from me, you'll never understand."
She closed her eyes gently and let her muscles relax, as if she had finally given up.
Batman stepped forward and took out the handcuffs he carried with him from his universal belt.
This is the end of it, and as long as the new Superman and Supergirl solve the last clone, everything will finally come to an end.
Is it really so?
The image Talia had shown him earlier of the superhuman corpse from some unknown future timeline jumped into his mind again, the pale, bloodless face, the closed eyes, the silent coldness. The body has been deeply imprinted in the dark knight's mind from that moment, and may not be forgotten for a long time to come.
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He shook his head, trying to get rid of the picture and the series of bad assumptions it extended. Maybe he was just worrying, maybe it wasn't Superman at all, just another clone born for some reason, or maybe it was just a lie Talia concocted to try to overcome his psychological defenses.
But what if...that's true?
A huge energy wave burst out from under the rubble piled up at this moment. The two of them involuntarily turned their heads in that direction, and saw a dark green shock burst out from under the burning ruins without warning. The flaming troll who fluttered his teeth and claws was instantly suppressed by the shock, and all of them were extinguished in an instant.
"Stone of Eternity." Talia responded immediately, "It activated itself again."
"What did it do?" Batman snapped, only to get Talia a helpless shrug.
"Who knows? It could be anything in any timeline," she said. "It's like living, if I say it. Sometimes it's a gift for us, and sometimes it's a bad one. Something ... could be very, very bad."
As if in order to fulfill her words, a roar broke out in the center of the broken ruins, which almost made the whole earth scream. There was a roar that went straight to the sky, and a huge and vague afterimage jumped up from the ruins, as if to go straight to the sky.