Chapter 307 Bat Maze (12)

"Okay, okay."

Katum shrugged and said helplessly, "But I have to warn you, things may not go smoothly."

After saying that, he rummaged through the feathers for a while, and then took out the complete skeleton from before.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The owl raised the skeleton above its head, and Bruce felt a light glow behind Katum in a trance.

"Be careful!"

Bruce couldn't help but remind him that this was probably Batman's body, and Bruce didn't want to see Katum use it for any prank.

"Don't be so nervous, it won't be bad."

Katum placed the skeleton on the ground, raised the hand of the skeleton and waved it, as if greeting Bruce.

"Its structure is stronger than you think. You can use it as a specimen without any problem."

"Thank you, but forget it." Bruce decisively rejected this nonsensical proposal.

Are you kidding? He is also the Batman of the main world. Using the remains of Batman from other worlds as specimens sounds too bizarre, right?

Although Batboy did have a moment of excitement.

On the other side, Batwoman looked at the skeleton, her expression gradually becoming serious.

"Where did you get these bones?"

She quickly walked to the skeleton, lowered her head, and observed carefully, rubbing her fingers between the skeletons while mumbling to herself.

"Yes, yes, his spine is indeed injured. It was caused by Bain. The bone marks on his arm can also match. His hand was broken..."

The details of the injuries on the skeleton are comparable to those of Batman.

In Batwoman's opinion, there is almost no doubt that these skeletons are the remains of Batman.

But the question is, where did the blues come from?

"That's a long story."

Bruce crouched next to Batwoman, trying to find a chance to explain everything from the beginning.

The focus now should be on Batman.

Bruce suddenly thought of something very important.

This skeleton was brought out of the White Lantern Ring, which was once controlled by Batman.

This means that Batman is very likely to have seen this skeleton, so it is impossible for him not to recognize that it is his own remains.

Bruce didn't know what the other party would think when he confirmed this.

Maybe even your outlook on life will be temporarily subverted.

…

Bruce filled in Batman's grave and returned to the Batcave with the skeleton.

He explained the origin of the skeleton to Batwoman, but Kate didn't understand it for a moment and thought Bruce was telling a science fiction story.

"You mean, it's very possible that Batman didn't die, but traveled hundreds of thousands of years ago, and then his body remains until now?"

Batwoman didn't know how to express herself for a moment. How could such a comic-like plot happen around her?

Bruce did not rush Batwoman to accept all this. Give her some time and she will get used to the madness of this world.

…

The instruments in the Batcave were flashing with a cold light and running at high speed, with various data scrolling on the screen.

The skeleton from hundreds of thousands of years ago was placed in the center of the instrument and underwent various tests.

Bruce can safely resurrect Batman, but he dare not easily resurrect a skeleton that is hundreds of thousands of years old.

You have to at least make some preparations before you can move on to the next step.

At this time, he stared at the screen, frowning, trying to decipher more information from the complex data on the instrument.

"Look here,"

Batwoman pointed to a set of data on the screen and said, "Although the material of this equipment looks very primitive, from the molecular structure, it is similar to some of the high-strength materials we use now.

"This shows that Batman was still trying to reproduce modern technology in ancient times."

Bruce nodded slightly, not surprised.

After all, he is Batman. Even if he travels to ancient times, he would like to do something that transcends eras. This is reasonable.

That's not the point.

Bruce's eyes fell on the belt of the ancient suit, where there was something similar to a totem.

It's somewhat similar to Batman's logo, but obviously modified.

"The pattern of this totem is not Batman's totem. It seems to have another symbolic meaning." Bruce said.

He was a little confused, why did Batman change his logo?

As the investigation continued, Bruce made new discoveries.

There were some strange wounds on the bones, which were extremely small and did not appear to be caused by battle.

"Looks like some kind of ceremonial mark," Bruce speculated.

Batwoman agreed with this guess. At this time, her attention was entirely focused on the skeleton. In a daze, a flickering point of light seemed to appear in her vision.

She rubbed her eyes, feeling like she was dazzled.

But when she looked again, she realized that it was not her eyesight.

There was indeed a faint halo in the area where Batman's skeleton was placed!

The same light was flashing on Bruce's chest. He took out the light source, which was the gem that appeared in his hand before.

To be precise, it is the white light ring among gemstones.

The skeleton resonated with it!

The halo around the skeleton soon began to spread slowly, like ripples on a calm lake, spreading outward in circles.

At the very center of the light, a vague outline began to appear.

The outline was just a vague shadow at first, like a phantom made of intertwined light, but slowly, the outline gradually became clear.

You can see the general shape of the head, body, and limbs, like a statue gradually emerging from the mist.

Then, details begin to fill in the outline.

The outline of the face becomes clearer, and Batman's iconic strong chin and deep eye sockets can be seen, although it is only a spiritual form composed of light.

He was suspended above the skeleton, exuding a mysterious and dazed aura.

This process was carried out in front of Bruce and Batwoman, and they saw Batman's soul appear from scratch.

"How...how is this possible?" Batwoman whispered in surprise.

Bruce said nothing, staring at Batman's spirit body, trying to find clues from the blurred face.

Batman's spirit body seemed to be observing everything around him, and finally his eyes fell on his own bones and the ancient suit.

Then he raised his head and stared at Bruce and Batwoman, his eyes filled with confusion and confusion.

"I...who am I?"

Batman's spirit makes an ethereal sound that echoes throughout the Batcave.

He slowly turned his body made of light, looking at everything familiar and unfamiliar around him, but not a single memory connected to it.

Batwoman saw this and felt panic rising in her heart.

She has clearly seen that the face of this spirit is her cousin!

Batwoman turned off the instrument, approached Batman's spirit body, and reached out to hug him.

However, her hand passed directly through the spirit body, which seemed to be just a phantom and could not be touched.

At this moment, Batman's spirit body seemed to be suddenly pulled by some unknown force, and his body began to slowly float toward the exit of the Batcave.

His speed was getting faster and faster, as if he was being swept by a strong wind.

"Batman!"

Batwoman yelled.

Bruce grabbed Kate's arm without hesitation, and a black cloak appeared behind him. He flew Kate out of the Batcave and chased after her.

Batman's spirit shuttles over Gotham, like a lost ghost, floating between high-rise buildings.

Batman's spirit body seemed unaware of Bruce and Batwoman who were chasing behind him. He just flew in an unknown direction and gradually disappeared into the endless darkness of Gotham City.

Bruce and Kate did not rush to catch up with Batman's spirit body, but followed behind to see where he was going.

They kept following, no matter how far they flew out of Gotham, until Batman's spirit landed on the edge of a huge lake.

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"Let's go down."

Bruce landed with Kate following.

After they landed, they saw Batman's soul lingering on the edge of the lake. The figure looked illusory and lonely in the moonlight.

Batwoman slowly approached, filled with worry and urgency.

"Batman, do you remember me? I'm your cousin." Batwoman asked softly, her voice echoing by the quiet lake.

Batman's soul looked up, his eyes empty and confused.

He looked at Batwoman quietly without any response, as if the person in front of him was just a stranger.

Batwoman moved closer again, trying to make her voice gentler and more persuasive to jog Batman's memory.

"You are Batman, the guardian of Gotham. In order to protect this city, you have been fighting against evil forces."

However, Batman's soul still didn't respond. He just continued to walk slowly by the lake, his steps a little erratic, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force.

Batwoman follows closely behind him, refusing to give up.

"We have experienced so much together, those battles, those days of guarding the light in the darkness, don't you remember?"

Batman's soul suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look at Kate, his lips trembling slightly.

There was a trace of confusion and pain in his eyes, as if he was trying hard to find something in the confused sea of ​​consciousness, but found nothing.

Batwoman reaches out, trying to touch Batman's soul, even though she knows it may be in vain.

When her hand came closer, she felt only a burst of cold air, which was the unique breath emanating from the soul.

Batwoman's hands froze in mid-air, and the cold air seemed to penetrate into her heart along her fingertips, freezing her heart.

At this time, Batman's soul also took a step back, and there was no trace of the warmth between relatives in the eyes he looked at Kate.

Batwoman slowly lowered her hand, her eyes filled with despair.

Her throat seemed to be choked by something, and it took a long time before she said, "You really don't remember me?"

Her voice had a hint of trembling, which seemed particularly desolate beside the silent lake.

Batwoman's shoulders began to shrug slightly, tears welling up in her eyes as she tried not to let them fall.

As the guardian of Gotham today, you should be strong.

But her cousin's soul was right in front of her, but he no longer recognized her at all, which made her heart feel like it was being beaten hard.

Moreover, Batman's soul still has no reaction to Batwoman's gaffe.

Bruce slowly walked to Batwoman's side, looking at her desperate and sad look, and his heart was full of unbearable.

He gently patted Batwoman's shoulder, trying to comfort her.

"I know you are sad now. I hope Batman can come back just like you."

Bruce's voice was low and steady, giving people a sense of reassurance by the quiet lake.

"But you see, it is not a solution to let his soul wander outside now. His soul is confused and fragile, and he may encounter unknown dangers here at any time."

Batwoman raised her head, her eyes red, and looked at Bruce with a hint of doubt.

"Then what should I do?"

Bruce frowned slightly, his eyes revealed determination.

"I have an idea. We might as well put his soul away, so that we can find a safe place and slowly find a way to recover his memory.

"It just so happens that I have a special container that can hold souls.

"Although this may be a little risky, it is better than letting him wander here without a clue."

This so-called container is actually the gem.

It is filled with the consciousness of countless Gotham villains. If Batman's soul enters it, he may feel at home.

Can help him recover his memory.

Batwoman hesitated. She looked at Batman's illusory and lonely soul in the distance, and then turned her head to look at Bruce.

"Is it really a good idea to do this? Will he be willing to be taken away by us? After all, he is now full of vigilance against us."

"It doesn't matter."

Bruce answered subconsciously, and then quickly realized that the person opposite was cousin Kate, not Superman, and he couldn't be so unreasonable.

He sighed softly and explained to Batwoman.

"This is the best way we can think of at present.

"If we can use the resources and knowledge we have to study how to restore his memory in a relatively controllable environment, perhaps the chance of success will be greater.

"As for whether he is willing? I can only say that his consciousness is not clear now, and we can only do what is best for him first."

Batwoman was silent for a while, and then slowly stood up.

Bruce's statement really makes sense.

She looked at Batman's soul and nodded.

"Okay... I'll do as you say."

After getting Batwoman's consent, Bruce started the next action, showing that he respected Kate's opinion.

If Kate disagreed, he could only do it secretly.

The gems shone in the moonlight, like the sparkling lake in the distance.

"Katum." He shouted in his heart.

"No problem!"

The owl appeared next to Batman's soul at some point, and his wings flapped suddenly, casting the magic of Kamar-Taj.

Batman's soul had no time to react, and was hit by a solid wing.

The next second——

His soul collapsed directly.

"Fuck!" Katum suddenly widened his eyes and screamed.