Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation

  Chapter 442 Constantine: We are a serious team (seeking subscription)

  Chester is an ancient family of witchers.

   I don’t know from which generation, they have embarked on the road to fight against the devil in the name of God.

  They live in a desolate manor on the edge of Gotham City.

  The manor is very dark, shrouded in haze all day long.

  It was too lonely, and the air was filled with disturbing breath.

   People don't like dealing with them.

  I'm afraid that this ancient and weird family will bring them a curse.

  People in the Chester family also don't like wasting time in the mundane world.

  They have more important things to do.

   That is to fulfill the mission of the generations, to hunt those devils and evil spirits who dare to enter the world, and to complete the tasks assigned to them by God.

  At the same time, they have to guard the seal according to the legacy of their ancestors.

  The ancestors did not bluntly say what was sealed.

   It just said that a terrible devil was sealed under the Chester family mansion.

  The peaceful life continued like this for generations.

   Until tonight is completely broken.

  Bruce Wayne attacked here and used their blood to open the seal.

  When the last light of the sky disappears into the sky.

  Darkness that even light could not penetrate shrouded the ancient mansion.

  The members of the Chester family felt an unparalleled evil attack.

  They have faced many terrifying monsters, but they have never felt such evil.

  A member of the Chester family shouted the name of God and wanted to exorcise the demon, but Bruce Wayne cut off his limbs.

  He was like a monster in the shadows, a cursed ghost.

   Cruel, bloodthirsty.

  Like a frightening nightmare entity of a madman, he came to this world with the help of a body named Bruce Wayne.

  Desperate screams resounded through every ancient room of this ancient mansion.

  The desolate cry wafts through the gloomy manor.

  But no outsider could hear the Chester family's cries for help.

  The Dark Knight of yesteryear has twisted into a horror.

   Turned the manor into his own killing field.

   Some of his equally dark and evil companions call him the Laughing Bat.

  Because he has the cunning of Batman and the madness and terror of the Joker.

   There is no moral bottom line, the level of evil is far beyond that of the clown, and even the devil will be frightened by his evil.

  Bruce Wayne gave up his last conscience after getting the truth of the universe from the mouth of the tortured monitor.

  The horrible truth makes everything lose its original color.

  He is just one of the pathetic poultry for whom morality means nothing.

  Everything in the world is manipulated.

  Fate and truth are but tools in the hands of the shepherd.

  In this evil and crazy world, all morality, all good qualities are deceitful.

  The truth is scarier than the laughing virus created by a clown.

  Bruce Wayne allowed his mind to be distorted by the truth, allowing himself to fall into the endless abyss.

  He strolled through the old mansion of the Chesta family.

   Listening to the screams of this demon hunting family.

   showed a smile crazier than a clown.

   Killing made him feel excited and joyful.

  After his Catwoman and Robin died, it was the only way he could feel alive.

  Crimson blood flowed on the ancient stone slabs, and a fishy and sweet smell filled the entire mansion.

  The last Chester was slowly cut open by Bruce Wayne under the watchful eyes of many portraits of his ancestors, and died in despair.

  Before that, he killed the poor father's child and wife in front of him.

  Let the other party watch his wife and children, their throats slit like chickens and ducks, lying on the ground twitching.

  Let the husband look at his wife's helpless eyes a little bit lax.

  Let this father look at his child crying for his father while covering the blood gushing from his throat.

   What a wonderful death that was.

  The stronger the bond between them, the more terrible the pain of death will be for them.

   The excitement brought to Bruce Wayne became stronger.

  Bruce Wayne tasted his despair from the impotent rage of the last Chester.

   Sweet and haunting.

   He couldn't help but want to resurrect these guys, and have another **** massacre.

   After solving the Chester family who guarded the seal, Bruce Wayne entered the ground along the secret passage that had never been opened before.

  The sound of footsteps echoed in the dark and silent corridor.

  The underground temple where Barbatos fragments are sealed is dark and humid, and the air is dull.

  Every time you take a step, you can clearly hear the echo.

  Enhanced eyesight can see that the walls of the corridor are covered with green slimy moss, and there is a faint dampness.

  Ancient statues stand at the corners of corridors or are placed in excavated niches.

  They are like monsters in the abyss, standing with hands down or holding weapons.

  The existence of these sculptures adds a touch of gloom and loneliness to this gloomy underground temple.

  They have been neglected for hundreds of years.

   There is no light source in the underground passage, and the darkness swallows everything.

  No sound.

   Not even the whispers of ghosts exist.

  Bruce Wayne enjoyed this environment very much. The closer he bonded with Barbatos, the more he liked the darkness.

  Following the guidance in his heart, he went deep all the way, easily got rid of the influence of the runes set by the mages to confuse intruders, and stood in front of a huge iron gate.

  The iron gate stands in the darkness, and the weight of the iron gate can be felt from the huge rivets.

   Runes exuding magic power are engraved on the surface of the iron gate.

  There is a special arrangement between those runes, which are composed of lines and shapes with symbolic meanings by strict mages.

   As Bruce Wayne approached, it shimmered slightly, surging with mysterious power, exuding a palpitating aura.

  It sensed the evilness of Bruce Wayne, and resisted his approach.

  However, it is only a seal after all, not a powerful treasure.

   Having obtained the power of Barbatos and Bruce, who possessed many powerful artifacts, easily destroyed those ancient runes.

  The iron door was opened, and Bruce Wayne felt that his strength was instantly enhanced.

   One step closer to his ultimate goal.

  One day, he will have the power to crush the empire.

  Bruce Wayne turned and left.

  The matter of this parallel universe has been completed again.

   It's so easy and simple.

  The rest of the work is to see if there is any suitable person, and have some fun, and the journey of the parallel universe of 03512 is over.

   It doesn't make any sense to stay here.

   Empire will be here soon.

   They won't have any new routines.

   Kill those who dare to resist, promise a future to those who are docile, and then reform, let those who remain accept the rule of the dictator.

   Nothing new at all.

  Bruce Wayne is leaving before they arrive.

   Otherwise, Constantine's team is like a dog's skin plaster, which cannot be shaken off.

  Just after he came out of the ground, Bruce Wayne met an interesting person.

   That is Bruce Wayne from the parallel universe No. 03512.

   A hollowed-out car body like a ribbed body, equipped with huge wings and tail fins, the bat flying machine is skimming the clouds.

  The Batman of universe 03512 sits firmly in the cockpit as if sitting on a throne.

  The tall body is covered by a black cloak, and the mouth exposed under the bat mask on the head also outlines a serious expression.

   When passing by the mansion of the Chester family, the Batman of universe 03512 jumped from the air and landed on the battlefield full of stumps and broken arms.

   "Is it you who created such a sensational case of dismemberment?"

  Bruce Wayne stared at the other party, the familiar outfit stunned him for a moment, and then he felt disgusted with himself in the past.

   How stupid.

   Wearing a half-covered face mask and a set of high-tech equipment, he thought he could become a messenger of justice.

   This world is all **** garbage.

   Justice is the garbage of garbage.

   Justice for a herd of domestic animals.

   Hahaha, justice to livestock.

  Bruce Wayne laughed.

   That weird laugh was like a demented lunatic.

  Batman in the parallel universe No. 03512 looked at this weird enemy, and he couldn't help becoming vigilant in his heart.

  The appearance of the other party reminded him of that crazy clown.

   "Put down your arms, you will accept the judgment and sanctions of the law." Batman No. 03512 said.

   "It's all nonsense." After Bruce Wayne said this sentence coldly, he fell into a state of crying and laughing again.

  He threw himself on this alternate universe Bruce like a madman.

  He is full of madness and malice.

  The existence of the other party is a kind of humiliation and mockery to him.

  He couldn't accept how ignorant and stupid he was before.

   In the detector of Batman helmet No. 03512, the speed of that weird enemy is so fast.

  He just raised his fist when the opponent was already in front of him.

  That pale face is like a skeleton, terrifying and frightening.

  The opponent grabbed his fist immediately.

  With his specially trained strong body and the addition of the bat armor, he couldn't break free from the opponent's control.

   "You are really ridiculous, Bruce Wayne."

  Crazy voice full of self-deprecation and resentment.

  With hate and unease.

   should all die.

  This sad world.

   "How did you know my identity?"

  No. 03512 Batman's tone was terrified. He had always hidden it very well. He didn't know how the other party knew his identity.

"Do you think I'm just talking about you? Idiot." Bruce Wayne laughed maniacally: "It's meaningless, you poor Gotham king, an ant, a trash being fooled by people. You are so **** Stupid, Batman, Bruce Wayne."

   While crying and laughing, he yelled, like a madman, while twisting the arm of Batman No. 03512, and the crisp sound of bone cracking came from the opponent's body.

  03512 Batman swung his other hand, which was also firmly blocked by the opponent.

  The opponent's arm was like cast from molten iron, no matter how hard he tried, it would not move.

  Bruce Wayne's smile became more ferocious.

  He twisted off the hands of Batman No. 03512 alive, and twisted the batman's armor together into twists.

  Armor fragments pierced the opponent's flesh and blood.

   Dark red blood spurted out.

  03512 Batman let out a painful scream.

  He has no power to fight back in the opponent's hands.

  In a daze, he saw a very familiar face.

  The other party's weird outfit carried his own shadow, as if he was completely reproduced by a weird mirror.

   "Remember, you're just a pathetic poultry."

  Bruce Wayne lifted it up, as if lifting his own past, and then slammed it down.

  03512 The sound of Batman's spine and armor breaking, as if the memories of the past were shattered.

  Bruce Wayne's face showed pain and despair, as well as a perverted joyful smile.

   What a feeling it is to have your past shattered.

   Embrace the abyss of darkness, corruption and evil with all your heart.

  Bruce Wayne lifted the Batman in parallel universe No. 03512 again, and then fell down again, until the other party was lying on the ground waiting to die like a dead dog, before he finally stopped.

  He did not kill the other party, but let the other party linger, recalling his own sad life.

   "Who the **** are you?" Batman 03512 asked with the last of his strength.

  Bruce Wayne showed a cruel smile.

  He turned around and walked away from the other party's gradually lax eyes, leaving only one sentence.

   "I am also Bruce Wayne, a pathetic poultry."

  03512 Batman was left on the spot to die.

   When he just fell into a disadvantage, his butler called the Justice League of the parallel universe No. 03512, hoping that they could rush 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, work hard and never complain.

   When he landed, he saw a scene of heartbreak.

  My best friend was lying on the ground, his battle armor was broken, his eyes were blurred, and he was in his final dying moment.

   "No" Superman rushed over, holding his best friend in his arms, "Bruce Wayne, who hurt you like this?"

  03512 Batman coughs, blood clogging his windpipe.

   "Bruce Wayne."

  He said word by word.

   "Who hurt you like this?" Superman asked again: "Cheer up, I'll take you back to the headquarters for treatment immediately."

   "Bruce Wei..." No. 03512 Batman hadn't spoken yet, he was already not breathing.

   "No!" Superman yelled in grief, trying to save his friend's life.

   In the first few hours, they also sent messages to each other, asking about each other's recent situation.

  Now Bruce Wayne died in his arms.

  He has no way to accept such a sudden thing, nor is he willing to accept it.

  03512 Aquaman, Wonder Woman, Cyborg and others from the parallel universe also came one by one.

  They are different from other parallel universes.

  In this parallel universe, they all wear red armor.

   "Immediately call out all the surveillance cameras and find the brother as quickly as possible. We want to avenge Batman." Aquaman said to Cyborg.

   Cyborg nodded, he used his special ability to connect to the Internet and retrieve nearby cameras.

  The murderer didn't have the slightest intention to hide.

   Just exposed in front of the camera.

   Through the video captured by the surveillance camera, everyone in the Justice League saw with their own eyes how the other party broke Batman's hands, and how they threw Batman to the ground again and again until Batman couldn't get up.

   "The method is so cruel, we can't let him go." Wonder Woman stood up and said: "For the people, for Bruce, we must eliminate him."

   "Where is he?" Superman said, holding back his anger.

   "Still in Gotham, heading towards Arkham Asylum." Steel Bone said.

  Superman took a deep breath, suppressing his terrible anger.

  He flew high into the sky, heading towards downtown Gotham City, preparing to catch the damned murderer himself.

  A sphere with a diameter of five meters, mixed with blue light and electric arc, appeared.

  A group of guys mixed with men, women and children appeared in Gotham City in the 03512 parallel universe.

  If Bruce Wayne was here, he would definitely grit his teeth.

  Because it was Constantine's team that came.

  They are following the empire's parallel travel plan and are performing special tasks.

"Let me 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 other people's stitches, and not to blackmail ancient gods and superpowers. Tell Let me tell you, what is our slogan?"

  Constantine stood on a high place, shouting.

   "Do your duty for the Empire."

   "Do your duty for the Empire."

  Many Constantine yelled sporadically, and the most active one was Lori Constantine.

  Konstantin nodded in satisfaction.

   "Then let's get started."

  (end of this chapter)