Damian? He actually brought this mischievous kid back?
Dane's face was strange. Good heavens, the divine beast is unleashed!
Of course, Dane had to help out! After all, he and Jason had a good relationship.
"No problem, I'll design a battlesuit for him as soon as possible. He's not against killing, is he?"
The other side responded: "Don't worry, Damian is very mature."
Hehe, hehehehe~
Dane smiled meaningfully, "If you say so, then so be it..." Night, a huge Bat-shadow appeared in the clouds in the sky.
The villains and scumbags were terrified. They ran around telling each other, shouting, "He's coming!"
And Batman really came.
On top of the Gotham Police Department building, next to the Bat-Signal, Commissioner Gordon was restless.
"You sent for me."
Batman's signature low voice sounded behind him.
Gordon turned his head in surprise:
"Thank goodness, you finally appeared! Where have you been all this time?"
"I saw Scarecrow's declaration. How bad is the situation?"
Batman hid his entire body under his cape, truly like a huge Bat.
Commissioner Gordon's glasses were already fogged up, but he had no time to wipe them.
"Worse than the worst situation you can imagine. Nearly half of the people have left this city."
"If this continues, not only the economy but even basic city functions will soon be unsustainable."
"An hour ago, the Coast Guard was preparing to land at Gotham Harbor, but they were wiped out by gangsters. That was an entire unit!"
"Who did it?"
"Penguin, Two-Face, and perhaps Black Mask. I don't know, these bastards have all united now!"
"Batman, I feel something is very wrong now; they are premeditated!"
"These guys are always premeditated."
"But never before has it caused such severe consequences! If we don't act now, Gotham will be finished, or rather, it is finishing!"
Batman was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: "How is the evacuation going?"
Gordon adjusted his mood and said with renewed spirit, "The last bus has left. I'm just grateful my daughter is gone..."
Batman's eyes, hidden behind his mask, were complex, because he knew Barbara hadn't left.
Facing his old comrade, he suddenly couldn't hide his guilt.
But he quickly composed himself: "Do you have any news of Scarecrow?"
"There's a piece of information, I don't know if it's true or not, that someone saw an unknown military vehicle enter Chinatown."
"We tried to track it... but lost it. This is the only clue we have."
"Leave this to me."
Batman intended to leave after taking on the task.
Gordon suddenly called out to him, asking with a complex expression, "Do you think Scarecrow will really release the deadly chemical gas across the entire city?"
He still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. What could Scarecrow gain by doing this, besides an empty city with no living people?
He couldn't possibly be a lunatic like Joker, could he? One such madman is enough!
Batman didn't answer directly, only saying, "James, I won't let this happen."
Gordon wanted to say something more, but at that moment, the walkie-talkie on his waist rang.
"All units, we have an emergency in Sector 2."
"Patrol car missing, officers of Unit 2-47 possibly shot!"
"Hey, Batman..."
By the time Gordon turned his head, he found that Batman had already vanished.
That feeling was truly long overdue, Gordon couldn't help but curse, "Every damn time..."
Meanwhile, Jason and Damian arrived in Gotham.
If you're wondering how they got there so fast, the reason is, of course, Dane's magic.
Before Jason left, Dane had given him a magic bracelet, which could directly teleport him to Dane when necessary.
This time, not only Jason came, but also the kid Damian.
"magic? Cool."
Damian looked only about eleven or twelve years old, very short, probably around 1.4 meters.
He was currently looking at the magic bracelet on Jason's wrist with a curious expression, as if plotting something mischievous.
"You're Damian?" Dane looked at the child with interest.
"Then you're that... magician?"
Damian said unashamedly. As the youngest Assassin Master in the history of the League of Assassins, he had every reason to be proud and feared no one.
Jason didn't stop him. He knew Dane would show him what it meant to have someone better out there.
Sure enough, Dane wasn't angry when he heard his words. He suddenly remembered how Doctor Strange dealt with Loki in 'Thor 3'.
He could totally borrow that method.
So Dane flicked his finger and snapped.
A circular ring instantly appeared under Damian's feet.
The kid was alert, though. He quickly split his legs, trying to brace himself against the edge of the ring with both feet.
But how could Dane let him succeed? He expanded the ring's range, making it just a little wider than Damian's spread legs, so he could only watch himself fall into the ring.
"You..."
Once Damian had fully fallen in, Dane retracted his palm, and the ring shrunk and vanished without a trace.
Hmm, let him fly for half an hour.
This kid seems to have decent physique. Letting him fly above Mount Everest for half an hour isn't too much, is it?
Dane no longer paid attention to the mischievous child and continued to look at Jason in front of him.
Hmm, he's darker, stronger, taller, and most importantly, his eyes are more murderous.
His physique and demeanor almost perfectly matched the Arkham Knight from the game, and it wasn't in vain that Dane had put so much effort into creating that suit.
"You've fully understood the situation in Gotham, haven't you?"
Jason nodded.
"Good. Now I'll give you a copy of the intelligence from Barbara's computer."
"If I'm not mistaken, Batman will also act based on this intelligence. You decide what to do specifically."
"Thank you, Mr. Dane."
"You're welcome. Remember, no matter what you're going to do in a while, you must eliminate evil thoroughly."
"Yes!" This request suited his taste perfectly.
Dane clapped his hands, and the scene changed. They arrived at the Umbrella Laboratory.
In the armory, besides the two of them, it was empty.
Dane came to the transparent glass cover and pointed to a suit of armor inside.
The style was very similar to the Arkham Knight's, but it had a more technological feel.
Dane also used nanomaterials on this suit, which meant Jason could assemble any weapon he needed.
Any! As long as there were enough materials, he could even assemble an RPG without a problem.
This meant that as long as Jason had enough nanomaterials on him, his bullets would be endless. The only obstacle limiting his output was energy.
At the wrist of the suit, Dane also installed something similar to a web-shooter.
It could eject black, high-strength nano-filaments, no more than three millimeters in diameter, inconspicuous in the dark, but extremely strong, easily capable of lifting a crane.
This nanomaterial is biodegradable and will break off directly after use.
The remaining parts will automatically disappear when the time comes, which is very convenient.
The Bat-Family's grappling gun is not only troublesome but also hard to use; Batman got it stuck several times when using it.
And the hook always has to catch something to pull a person up, right?
If there isn't a suitable gap, you can only rely on the hook itself to first make a hole and then hook onto it. Isn't that destroying buildings?
What exactly are you protecting?!
After listening to Dane's introduction to the equipment, Jason's eyes lit up, especially when he heard that bullets could be used almost without limit, his eyes burned with fervor.
"Alright, I've explained the basic things to you. You can discover the other functions directly in actual combat."
"This suit will come with a Cortana sub-AI to help you understand its functions. You can put it on now."
As soon as the words fell, the glass cover automatically opened, and the suit suddenly collapsed like fine sand, then slid across the ground like flowing water, 'crawling' towards Jason.
Jason relaxed his body and stretched naturally. The suit assembled itself on him as if alive.
The Arkham Knight was officially born!
On the mask, two blue electronic eyes lit up.
Jason clenched his fists, then moved his joints, feeling no restrictions, as smooth as if he were hardly wearing anything. He was even more satisfied.
So he couldn't help but thank Dane again, "Thank you so much, Mr. Dane."
Dane waved his hand, and a door appeared beside him.
"Go quickly, go proclaim your return to Gotham!"