The Chesters are an old family of witchers.
I don’t know since which generation they started to fight against the devil in the name of God.
They live in a desolate manor on the edge of Gotham City.
The manor was very dark and shrouded in gloom all day long.
It was too lonely, and the air was filled with an unsettling feeling.
People don't like dealing with them.
They were afraid that this ancient and strange family would bring a curse to them.
The Chester family also doesn't like to waste time in the mundane world.
They have more important things to do.
That is to fulfill the mission of generations, to hunt down demons and evil spirits that dare to enter the human world, and to complete the tasks assigned to them by God.
At the same time, they have to guard the seal according to the teachings of their ancestors.
The ancestor did not directly say what was sealed.
It just says that there is a terrible devil sealed under the Chester family mansion.
The peaceful life continued like this for several generations.
Until it was completely broken tonight.
Bruce Wayne attacked here and used their blood to open the seal.
When the last rays of light in the sky disappeared in the air.
The ancient mansion was enveloped in darkness that not even light could penetrate.
The Chester family members felt an unparalleled evil coming.
They had faced many horrible monsters, but had never felt such evil.
A member of the Chester family shouted in the name of God and tried to exorcise the devil, but had his limbs cut off by Bruce Wayne.
He was like a monster in the darkness, a cursed ghost.
Cruel and bloodthirsty.
It was like a terrifying nightmare entity from a deranged lunatic, coming into this world in the body of a man named Bruce Wayne.
Desperate screams echoed through every ancient room of the ancient mansion.
The desolate sound of crying floated in the dark manor.
But no outsider could hear the Chester family's cry for help.
The Dark Knight of yesteryear has been twisted into a creature of horror.
He turned the manor into his own killing field.
Some of his darker companions call him the Laughing Bat.
Because he possesses the cunning of Batman and the madness and terror of the Joker.
He has no moral bottom line and is far more evil than the Joker. Even the devil would be scared by his evil.
After Bruce Wayne learned the truth about the universe from the tortured monitor, he gave up his last bit of conscience.
The horrible truth made everything lose its original color.
He is just one of those pathetic poultry, to whom morality means nothing.
Everything in the world is controlled.
Destiny and truth are merely tools in the hands of the shepherd.
In this evil and crazy world, all morals and all good qualities are lies.
The truth is more terrifying than the laughing virus created by the Joker.
Bruce Wayne allowed his mind to be distorted by the truth and allowed himself to fall into an endless abyss.
He wandered through the old mansion of the Chesta family.
Listen to the screams of this demon hunting family.
He showed a smile crazier than the clown.
Killing gave him excitement and pleasure.
After the death of his Catwoman and Robin, this was his only way to feel alive.
The bright red blood flowed on the ancient stone slabs, and the sweet and fishy smell filled the entire mansion.
The last Chester had his throat slowly cut by Bruce Wayne under the gaze of many ancestor portraits and died in despair.
Before that, he killed the poor father's children and wife in front of him.
The other party had to watch helplessly as his wife and children had their throats slit like chickens and ducks, lying on the ground twitching.
The helpless look in the husband's eyes as he looked at his wife gradually faded.
Let this father watch his child crying and calling for his father while covering his throat with blood gushing out.
What a wonderful death it was.
The stronger the bond between them, the more terrible the pain of death will bring them.
The greater the excitement it brings to Bruce Wayne.
Bruce Wayne tasted the despair from the last Chester's impotent rage.
Sweet and haunting.
He couldn't help but want to resurrect these guys and carry out such a bloody massacre again.
After dealing with the Chester family who were guarding the seal, Bruce Wayne entered the underground through the secret passage that had never been opened.
The footsteps echoed in the dark and silent corridor.
The underground temple that sealed the fragments of Barbatos was dark, damp, and the air was stuffy.
With every step you take, you can hear the echo clearly.
With enhanced vision, one can see that the walls of the corridor are covered with green, slimy moss, which smells slightly damp.
Ancient statues stand at the corners of the corridors or are placed in carved niches.
They are like monsters from the abyss, standing with their hands hanging down or holding weapons.
The presence of these sculptures adds a touch of eeriness and loneliness to this dark underground temple.
They have been neglected for hundreds of years.
There was no light source in the underground passage, and darkness swallowed everything.
There was no sound.
Even the whispers of ghosts were absent.
Bruce Wayne enjoyed this kind of environment. The closer he became to Barbatos, the more he enjoyed the darkness.
Following the guidance in his heart, he went deeper and easily got rid of the influence of the runes set by the wizards to confuse intruders, and stood in front of a giant iron gate.
The iron gate stood in the darkness, and the heaviness of the gate could be felt from the huge rivets.
Magical runes are carved on the surface of the iron door.
There is a special arrangement between those runes, formed by rigorous wizards with symbolic lines and shapes.
As Bruce Wayne approached, it glowed faintly, surging with mysterious power and giving off a heart-warming aura.
It sensed the evil in Bruce Wayne and resisted his approach.
However, it is just a seal after all, not a powerful treasure.
Bruce, who obtained the power of Barbatos and possessed many powerful artifacts, easily destroyed those ancient runes.
The iron gate was opened, and Bruce Wayne felt his strength increased instantly.
He was one step closer to his ultimate goal.
One day, he will have the power to crush the empire.
Bruce Wayne turned and left.
This parallel universe thing is done again.
It's so easy and simple.
The only thing left is to see if there are suitable people and have some fun, and then the journey to parallel universe No. 03512 will be over.
There's no point in staying here any longer.
The Empire will be here soon.
They won't have any new tricks.
Kill those who dare to resist, promise a future to those who are docile, and then transform the remaining people so that they accept the rule of the dictator.
There's nothing new about it.
Bruce Wayne has to leave before they arrive.
Otherwise, the Constantine team will be like a dog-skin plaster that can't be shaken off.
Just after coming out of the underground, Bruce Wayne met an interesting person.
That is Bruce Wayne from parallel universe 03512.
A bat-like flying vehicle with a hollow body that looks like ribs and equipped with huge wings and tail is flying through the clouds.
The Batman of Universe 03512 sat in the cockpit as steady as if he were sitting on a throne.
A black cloak covers the tall body, and the mouth exposed under the bat mask on the head also outlines a serious and cold expression.
When flying over the Chester family mansion, Batman from Universe 03512 jumped from the air and landed on a battlefield full of broken limbs.
"Are you the one who created such a sensational case of dismemberment?"
Bruce Wayne stared at the other person. The familiar outfit stunned him for a moment, and then he felt disgusted with his past self.
How stupid.
Wearing a mask that covers half of your face and a set of high-tech equipment, you think you can become a messenger of justice.
This world is fucking garbage.
Justice is garbage.
Justice for a herd of livestock.
Hahahaha, justice for livestock.
Bruce Wayne laughed.
That weird laugh sounded like that of a crazy lunatic.
Batman from parallel universe No. 03512 looked at this strange enemy and couldn't help but become alert.
The other person's appearance reminded him of that crazy clown.
"Put down your weapons, and you will accept the judgment and punishment of the law." said Batman No. 03512.
"It's all nonsense." After Bruce Wayne said this coldly, he fell into a state of crying and laughing again.
He pounced on the Bruce of this parallel universe like a madman.
He was full of madness and malice.
The other party's existence is a humiliation and mockery to him.
He couldn't accept that he was so ignorant and stupid before.
According to the detector of Batman helmet No. 03512, the speed of that strange enemy is so fast.
He had just raised his fist when the other party was already in front of him.
That pale face looked like a skeleton, terrifying and horrifying.
The other party grabbed his fist.
Even with his strong body from special training and the bonus of the bat armor, he was unable to break free from the opponent's control.
"You are ridiculous, Bruce Wayne."
The crazy voice was full of self-mockery and resentment.
With hatred and anxiety.
They should all die.
This sad world.
"How do you know my identity?"
There was fear in Batman No. 03512's tone. He had always hidden his identity very well and he didn't know how the other party knew his identity.
"Do you think I'm just talking about you, idiot?" Bruce Wayne laughed crazily, "It's meaningless, you poor King of Gotham, an ant, a fool. You are such a fucking idiot, Batman, Bruce Wayne."
He cried and laughed and shouted like a madman, twisting the arm of Batman No. 03512, and crisp bone-breaking sounds came from the other's body.
Batman No. 03512 swung his other hand, but was also firmly blocked by the opponent.
The opponent's arm seemed to be made of molten iron, and no matter how hard he tried, it didn't move at all.
The smile on Bruce Wayne's face became more and more ferocious.
He twisted Batman No. 03512's hands apart, and twisted his armor into a knot.
The armor fragments pierced into the opponent's flesh.
Bright red blood spurted out.
Batman No. 03512 screamed in pain.
He was completely defenseless in the opponent's hands.
Suddenly, he saw a very familiar face.
The other person's strange outfit carried his own shadow, as if he was completely replicated by a strange mirror.
"Remember, you're just a pathetic fowl."
Bruce Wayne lifted it up, as if he was lifting up his past, and then smashed it down hard.
The sound of Batman No. 03512's spine and armor breaking was like the memories of the past being shattered.
Bruce Wayne's face showed pain and despair, as well as a perverted smile of joy.
What a wonderful feeling it is to smash your past to pieces.
Embrace the depths of darkness, depravity and evil with all your heart.
Bruce Wayne lifted up the Batman from parallel universe No. 03512 again, and then threw him down again until the other party lay on the ground like a dead dog, waiting to die, and then he finally stopped.
Instead of killing the other person, he let him linger on and recall his miserable life.
"Who are you?" Batman No. 03512 asked with his last bit of strength.
Bruce Wayne gave a cruel smile.
He turned and walked away in the other person's gradually distracted gaze, leaving only one sentence.
"I am also Bruce Wayne, a pathetic poultry."
Batman No. 03512 was left there to die.
When he was just at a disadvantage, his butler called the Justice League from parallel universe No. 03512, hoping they could come to the rescue.
Superman in red armor arrived the fastest.
In this parallel universe, he is called the Son of the People.
As long as people ask for something, he will appear, working hard and never complaining.
When he landed, he saw a heartbreaking scene.
My best friend was lying on the ground, his armor was broken, his eyes were blurry, and he was in his final moments of life.
"No." Superman rushed over and held his best friend in his arms, "Bruce Wayne, who hurt you like this?"
Batman No. 03512 began to cough, blood blocking his trachea.
"Bruce Wayne."
He spoke word by word.
"Who hurt you like this?" Superman asked again: "Cheer up, I will take you back to the headquarters for treatment immediately."
"Bruce Way..." Batman No. 03512 stopped breathing before he could say anything.
"No!
” Superman yelled in grief, trying to save his friend’s life.
In the previous few hours, they had sent messages to each other, asking about each other's recent situation.
Now Bruce Wayne died in his arms.
He couldn't accept, nor was he willing to accept, such a sudden thing.
Aquaman, Wonder Woman, Cyborg and others from parallel universe No. 03512 also arrived one by one.
They are different from other parallel universes.
In this parallel universe, they all wear red armor.
"Immediately call up all the surveillance cameras and find our brothers as quickly as possible. We want to avenge Batman." Aquaman looked at Cyborg and said.
Cyborg nodded, and used his special ability to connect to the Internet and retrieve nearby cameras.
The murderer had no intention of hiding anything.
Just exposed in front of the camera like that.
The members of the Justice League watched the video captured by the surveillance cameras and saw with their own eyes how the other side broke Batman's hands and threw Batman to the ground again and again until Batman could not get up.
"He is so cruel, we can't let him go." Wonder Woman stepped forward and said, "For the sake of the people and Bruce, we must eliminate him."
"Where is he?" Superman said, suppressing his anger.
"Still in Gotham, heading towards Arkham Asylum." Cyborg said.
Superman took a deep breath, suppressing his terrible anger.
He flew high into the sky, heading towards the downtown area of Gotham City, ready to catch the damn murderer himself.
... .
... ... ... .
A sphere with a diameter of five meters, mixed with blue light and electric arcs, appeared.
A group of mixed men, women, young and old appeared in Gotham City in the parallel universe No. 03512.
If Bruce Wayne were here, he would definitely be gritting his teeth.
Because, it was the Constantine team that came.
They are carrying out special missions in accordance with the Empire's parallel crossing plan.
"I reiterate that we are a formal organization and abide by the laws and regulations of the empire. Remember not to bully men and women, not to take anything from others, and not to blackmail ancient gods and people with super powers. Tell me, what is our slogan?"
Constantine stood on top and shouted.
"Performing duties for the Empire."
"Performing duties for the Empire."
Many Constantes shouted one after another, the most active one among them was Loli Constante.
Constantine nodded with satisfaction.
"Then let's get started."