"Solomon Grundy... was born on Monday."
The big zombie whispered:
“Baptism on Tuesday!”
Then he raised his voice:
"Get married on Wednesday!"
One punch!
Under the unparalleled strength, the zombie Bane took three steps back heavily. Every time his feet touched the ground, the soft and slippery swamp exploded, as if a bomb powerful enough to kill people was buried in the soil.
"What's going on? The power of this giant..."
Solomon Grundy stretched out his arms, and with the gray-white muscles on his arms that were longer than his knees, he held down the punching and kicking zombie Bane, trying to push him back, but the zombie only staggered, and then stuck his feet deep into the ground and stood still.
Grandi pushed twice, but was unable to move the other person at all.
So he said:
"Grundy... feels angry!"
The gray-white zombie roared to the sky and hugged Zombie Bane's waist: "Solomon Grundy... is angry!"
boom!
The two giant beasts roared, rolled, and wallowed in the mud. Rotten trees fell one by one. A large number of animals parasitized by the black of decay gathered in the direction of their battle, and rushed towards Solomon Grundy fearlessly, but they could not cause any harm to the big zombie with copper skin and iron bones.
Zombie Bane waved away the animals, telling them to turn towards Deadshot and the Cheshire Cat.
"Grundy is angry! Angry! Angry..."
Then he felt himself being held.
The confused big zombie looked at the gray eyes of zombie Bane in a daze.
"Did you enjoy the fight? It's up to me now."
The next second, Solomon Grandi felt dizzy and the whole world was upside down.
Bang!
He was planted headfirst into the ground, and then the zombie Bane grabbed his feet and pulled them out of the soil like a plow. The soil flew high into the sky.
The huge muscular monster rode on Solomon Grandi's body and punched him in the face repeatedly, as if he was hammering a block of fine iron. His fists were like hammers, deforming the block of iron bit by bit!
The muscles were torn and the bones were broken. Chen Tao could almost see the broken bone spurs on the zombie Bane's arm, which had already poked out the muscles and exposed them. However, there was no pain on the zombie Bane's face, and no blood flowed from the wound.
Soon, Grandy stopped moving.
Zombie Bane stood up from the scarred body of the gray-white zombie and looked at Chen Tao and the others.
Click.
Poison Ivy ate the tuber of the swamp monster. Everyone's attention was attracted by Poison Ivy driving the huge plant monster and the wooden dragon. No one noticed that Chen Tao quietly retreated and hid behind a big tree.
Robin was waiting for him there, with a frightened expression on his face, a grappling gun in his right hand and Bane's fallen hood in his left hand.
"I got the stuff, Batman, but..."
Chen Tao didn't continue talking to Robin. He held the few pieces of tattered cloth tightly.
Warning, you have been detected holding the anchor prop: Bane's Mask
Converted Crisis Energy Units: 103
The number of crisis energy units you currently hold: 143
Warning, downloading files that can target Batman
Baine Bat
Danger level: D+
Chen Tao only then realized that this type of danger level actually has a secondary classification of addition and subtraction.
In a certain dark multiverse, Batman, after a disastrous defeat at the hands of Bane, decided to transform himself into his enemy, donning his nemesis's guise and harnessing his nemesis's powers. He succeeded. Ultimately, Batman triumphed.
However, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares into you. If you fight with a dragon for too long, you will become a dragon yourself.
But Bruce, who defeated Bane, had become accustomed to Bane's thinking. He imitated his nemesis as much as possible, but ended up losing Batman's self and bottom line, and eventually became something that resembled nothing - neither Bane nor Batman.
Do you want to immediately consume 59 units of crisis energy to synchronize
Chen Tao let out a long sigh.
"synchronous."
Synchronized: Bainebat
Your current crisis energy units: 84
"Batman, I don't know what you want this thing for. Poison Ivy has no chance of dealing with Bane. She..."
Before Tim could finish his words, he saw Batman lowering his head silently.
"Batman?"
It started from the mask. Strands of white clothing fibers began to flow out from the tip of the nose of Batman's mask, with a silvery-white glow, like a wisp of dust from a bright moon falling into the mortal world.
Bane's iconic white skull mask logo appears on Batman's mask, overlapping with his sharp ears, transforming into a coexistence and fusion of the two, no longer distinguishing between you and me.
Then, a dark green Titan Venom pipeline was drawn out of thin air with silver-white particles on the back of Batman's neck, and the improved venom drug was pushed, rushing, roaring, groaning and leaping, and poured into Batman's body.
His muscles were expanding and his height was growing. Tim took a half step back, his voice trembling a little: "So, Bruce, this is your new strength? Because of that piece of Bane's cloth just now? This is not scientific."
He whispered, "And I've seen magic... and this isn't magic at all!"
As sharp and surging as the tide, and as powerful as a waterfall falling from the top of a cliff, it oppressed Tim's nerves. This was the threat of death that this body instinctively emanated.
A familiar feeling came back, the feeling of threat when facing the martial arts master Batman, the panic of having all his martial arts moves seen through by the opponent.
Tim suddenly remembered that Batman had the ability to instill great fear in others, even those closest to him would be frightened by him...
Because he is...
Batman makes people as helpless as children and irresistible!
And now—Batman like this, masters Venom!
However, it’s not over yet.
Chen Tao let out a long sigh.
dragon.
Dinosaur.
That huge body and those sharp teeth.
Chen Tao imagined it from the bottom of his heart.
car.
Off-road vehicle, Bigfoot-type off-road vehicle.
It has huge tires, liquid nitrogen sprayers, and sharp steel spikes on the tires.
All of this was clearly visible in his mind, just like the bright moon reflected in the water of a well.
First came his legs, his feet curled and twisted, turning unnaturally into rubber.
The green, scaly skin of a dinosaur began to appear on his left arm, then spread to his palm, where sharp claws pierced the tips of the gloves that only Bane would wear.
Chen Tao opened his mouth, his cheeks gradually lengthened, and his mask and pointed bat hood also lengthened, covering the upper half of his face and revealing his exaggerated jawline.
Sharp fangs grew out, and the bottle behind it gurgled out venom.
As Tim's heart almost stopped beating, a huge green Bane dinosaur, about seven or eight meters tall and covered with muscles, roared to the sky. It turned a pair of rubber tires that replaced its feet and swung its tail, crushing several towering trees. Then it turned around, flew up its two wheels, brought up a gust of wind, and swept up the wind and clouds, and rushed to the battlefield like lightning!