Chapter 612 This is a trial!
Batman listened to Luther's words, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.
However, even in the face of such a predicament, Batman did not give up.
He gritted his teeth and tried to stand up with all his strength. He knew that he could not fall down like this. He still had unfinished tasks and people who needed to be protected.
Luther looked at Batman's struggle, and a glimmer of approval flashed in his eyes.
Never give up, this is Batman.
"You lost, Batman."
Luther's voice echoed in the night sky, with a hint of disdain and ridicule.
Batman lay on the cold soil, feeling the pain in his body, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He knew that he had indeed lost, but he did not regret his choice.
In order to protect this world, he paid too much and lost too much. He would rather die on the battlefield than see his faith destroyed.
"Maybe you are right, Beyonder." Batman's voice seemed tired and firm in the night. He spoke with difficulty, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth.
His eyes were firm and deep. Even when facing a powerful and ruthless enemy, he never flinched.
"But as long as I have a breath left, I will not give up my faith and mission." Batman's voice was low, but it revealed an unquestionable firmness.
He knew that his battle with the Transcendent was not only for personal victory or defeat, but also for maintaining peace and justice in Gotham City.
The Transcendent, a mysterious and powerful existence, seemed to be a little surprised by Batman's persistence. He stopped, but did not turn around. He was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something.
"Is your faith really worth so much?" The Transcendent's voice was cold and sarcastic, as if he was looking at a fool who didn't know the height of the world.
Batman did not answer, but pursed his lips tightly. He knew that his faith did not need to be proved to anyone, but only to be practiced with actions.
The Transcendent seemed to be bored with Batman's silence, and he turned around and continued to leave the battlefield. His back looked lonely and indifferent in the night, as if he had lost interest in this loser.
Batman stayed there alone, facing the darkness and silence. His body was exhausted, but his spirit was still tenacious.
Just when Batman was about to be swallowed by the darkness, he heard familiar footsteps.
That was his butler, Alfred Pennyworth, his most loyal partner and supporter. Alfred's figure looked particularly warm in the night, and his arrival gave Batman a glimmer of hope.
Alfred's worry and concern made Batman feel a little comforted. He knew that he was not alone, and there were people who cared about him and supported him.
Alfred helped Batman up and asked about his condition with concern. Although Batman could not answer immediately, his eyes revealed his gratitude to Alfred.
Alfred did not say much, he knew that the most important thing now was to take Batman home and let him get the treatment and rest he deserved. With Alfred's help, Batman stood up with difficulty, and every step was like stepping on a sharp blade.
But he gritted his teeth and persisted, because he knew that only by returning home would he have a chance to stand up again.
When Bruce woke up again, he found himself lying in the manor's medical room.
His body was tightly wrapped in bandages, and the pain was still strong.
He tried to sit up, but the injury to his spine made him unable to move.
At this moment, he felt unprecedented powerlessness and despair.
Bruce knew that his fighting career might end here.
He used to be the guardian of Gotham City and the light in the darkness, but now he has become a useless person who needs to be taken care of by others.
This reality was hard for him to accept, but he did not give up.
He knew that even if he could not fight in person, he could still continue to protect the city in other ways.
"The Transcendent tried to use his violence to knock me down to make me agree with his violence, but I will never!"
Bruce said firmly.
At this time, Alfu came in and brought the doctor's diagnosis.
The doctor told them that although Bruce's spine was severely damaged, it was not completely irreparable.
As long as there is proper treatment and rehabilitation training, Bruce still has a chance to recover.
This news gave Bruce new hope.
He knew that this would be a long and difficult process, but he was willing to work hard for his beliefs and mission.
Under Alfred's care, Bruce began a long road to recovery.
He had to undergo painful rehabilitation training every day, trying to restore some function to his spine. Although progress was slow, Bruce never gave up.
His belief and determination made him persevere.
Luther was not surprised, or rather, if he couldn't do it, he wouldn't be Batman.
"This is just a trial."
Luther said in a very imperial speech.
At the same time, the crime rate in Gotham City was reduced to the lowest because of Luther's existence.
Although Luther's ruling methods were cruel, he did make the city safer.
However, this safety was built on fear, and people began to rely on the Beyonders.
In fact, the Beyonders only increased the cost of crime for criminals. Originally, even if they were caught by Batman and thrown at the door of the police station, they would soon leave safely due to various accidents.
But now it's different, because Luther doesn't care about legal evidence or human relationships. As long as he catches the criminal, he will face severe punishment, either death or disability!
This reign of terror frightened the citizens, but some people secretly supported Luther's approach.
They believed that only through tougher means could Gotham City restore order.
Bruce was constantly thinking about this issue during his recovery.
He knew that true peace should not be built on fear, but on justice and the rule of law.
He decided that once he recovered, he would stand up again and fight against Luther to bring Gotham City back to light.
With the help of Alfred and the doctor, Bruce's recovery progressed faster than expected.
He began to try to do some simple movements, such as standing and walking. Although every attempt was accompanied by severe pain, he never flinched.
Just because he is Batman!
Don't ask, just ask Batman.
Luther soon got tired of this killing game.
After all, for him, it was too cheap and boring to torture these criminals in different ways.
So he is looking forward to Batman growing up as quickly as possible.
