The Death Knell

Bruce stepped on the dust and debris on the ground and walked towards the cosmic tuning fork. The huge golden tree had stopped rotating, and the black clouds gathering on its top had also dissipated.

The heroes who were tied to it have all been rescued and are now moving around, chatting in twos and threes, or quietly reminiscing about something.

Bruce walked through the crowd, looked at their different faces, looked at their tired or relieved expressions, and felt everything that was true.

He was sure that this was not a nightmare, that he had really escaped from Barbatos.

Maybe the story of bats and birds is not over yet, but now it has finally come to an end.

Along the way, people kept greeting him. At such times, Batman's presence always made people feel at ease.

"Hi, Batman."

A blonde beauty greeted him, but Bruce just tilted his head slightly and responded expressionlessly: "Hello Kara, have you met your brother?"

"He was the one who let me down, but I think I should thank you. You are the brains of the Justice League." The woman floated beside him, smiling gratefully. Although she had been fixed in one position for a long time, her body was not very strong. Comfortable, but her body recovers quickly.

"Not this time."

Batman bypassed the surprised Supergirl and moved on. He would not take credit from others, but he would not tell unsuspecting people about Deathstroke in another world.

Kara scratched her head. Batman was always mysterious. If he didn't say anything, forget it. Anyway, she could ask Clark later if she was Superman's cousin and a non-staff member of the Justice League. She still had the right to know. Bar?

If you really can't, you can still ask Barry. He is the most loose-mouthed. As long as you keep asking him, he will soon be unable to hold on.

She was full of curiosity about this operation, but unfortunately she was severely injured by kryptonite early on and went up a tree to have nightmares.

"Batman, would you like to be interviewed by Channel 52?"

"Not now, Ambush Bug, remind me again, it's best to suspend your theory of 'everyone is a cartoon character'. Although there is freedom of speech, the recent statement is not suitable for broadcast on TV programs and will cause hysteria among the masses. .”

"Okay... Do you have time after that? An exclusive interview?"

Bruce turned a deaf ear and walked around the green-skinned alien with a grasshopper-like head. He felt that the ambush bug should take medicine and receive treatment as soon as possible. That would be serious business. Barbatos' nightmare made his hallucinations worse.

"Little bat~~~hehe."

"You'd better go home, Dr. Quinzel."

"I know, but I live in Brooklyn. Can you lend me the Batmobile?"

"no."

"Please, I still have to go find Xiao Hong."

"...."

Being entangled with madmen, Batman simply ignored Harley. Although she no longer did bad things, she was still a problem.

Harley sat on the spot angrily. She had no special abilities at all. How long would it take for her to return to New York with just two legs? Just wait here for a while, wait for them to repair the blood domain, and then find someone you know to hitch a ride.

It's just...why is this ending so different from what I saw before? Huh? Why is the world outside so foggy?

"Batman."

"Steel Man."

"Batman."

"Gypsy."

Bruce walked quickly through the crowd. Many people greeted him, but he just nodded in response, thinking about the problem.

It stands to reason that the combination of Barry and Deathstroke is very strong. Even Barbatos was defeated by them. But they haven't come back yet. Is there something wrong with them too?

He was a little undecided and was considering whether to send Clark to find someone.

But the immediate thing is still the most important, repair the blood domain first, and other things can be slowed down a bit.

He walked under the tuning fork and pulled his bat-amplifier from his belt.

"Friends, please listen to me." He swung out the bat claw hook, pulled himself up to a higher level of the tuning fork, and stood on a branch: "Barbatos has been defeated, we have won."

"Oh! Yeah!"

"good!"

"Ha ha!"

Bruce looked at the densely packed heads below. Many of the heroes from other worlds who came to help were injured, but now they all had smiles on their faces and celebrated in different ways.

Batman didn't rush, but waited for them to celebrate the end. These days, everyone's pressure was too much.

The so-called celebration consisted of simple applause, hugging each other, etc., and it was only for a short while. Everyone knew that Batman still had something to say, so they quickly calmed down and waited for the next step.

"Although he has been defeated, our world still needs to be repaired, and this requires the strength of each of us!"

The heroes below began to whisper among themselves. Some of them had no superpowers at all and had no idea what they could do.

Batman didn't mean to ask them to guess the riddle, and gave the answer directly.

"I still have a drop of x metal in my hand. This strange substance is the origin of our world. We will make it resonate with everyone's hearts and bring our world back to its original position."

Some people can understand what it means, but most people are still confused, but Batman will not explain, and he continues to arrange tasks.

"Now, please hold hands with each other, close your eyes, and recall your happy things and the beauty of the world."

As he spoke, he jumped off the tower first, poured the x-metal liquid into the palm of his hand, and then shook hands with the steel skeleton next to him. Clark appeared on the other side of him and held his other hand.

Next came Neptune, who looked pale and held Clark's hand, and then stretched out his hand to the Green Arrow beside him.

One after another, each hero grabbed the people around him, forming a huge circle.

They may not know each other, but everyone is fighting for the same belief. Hundreds of people unite together and, according to Bruce, begin to recall the beauty of the world.

Such as the pastoral scenery they once saw when flying in the air, such as the candies sent by the little girl after they saved the city, such as their beautiful vision of the future world.

The x metal emits a subtle band of light that is invisible to the naked eye, connecting everyone along the arm.

Bruce nodded to Cyborg, and Cyborg began to operate the mother box at full strength, pressing Bruce's hand and his own on the cosmic tuning fork.

In an instant, the cosmic tuning fork began to emit a silvery strong light. This light formed a huge network and flew towards the horizon in different directions.

In Coast City, in Washington, in Midtown, in Detroit, in every city and every village in the United States, it is spreading rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, this light crossed mountains and forests, crossed rivers and seas, and completely enveloped the entire world.

No matter where people are, whether they are wallowing in nightmares on the dark spire, or hiding in the basement of their own homes, shivering. Whether it is kneeling in front of the altar and praying to the gods, or lying drunkenly on the bed waiting for death.

Same for everyone.

Silver light spread into their bodies, connecting the souls of people all over the world.

At this time, they felt the beauty of the world and the will of the heroes. At the same time, they also recalled their own happiness and shared this happiness with others.

They heard the words of the heroes, and countless voices gathered together, telling them that the darkness would eventually pass, and the earth would usher in a new day.

People smiled.

With this thought, the entire earth emitted a strong light, like a silver-white sun. It drove the main universe, slowly rose from the cracks in the blood domain, and returned to its own position.

Everyone could feel it, they were home.

It was as if I could hear a 'click' in my ears, and the main world returned to its original position.

If someone looks up at this time, they can see that the cracks in the sky are getting smaller and smaller. The blood domain is repairing itself through this energy. It is a cosmic rule and has the ability to repair itself.

The blue sky and white clouds reappeared in the sky, and everything returned to normal.

Everyone can live peacefully again, of course, in relative peace.

But they didn't notice that right above the tuning fork, due to the closure of the blood domain, the huge silver light still shot out straight, crossing the cosmic space of all worlds, hitting something.

The 'click' they heard was not an illusion either.

The outermost layer of the DC world, the wall of origin that wraps and protects all multiverses, was hit by powerful energy. Human curiosity, condensed by X metal energy, broke this once strongest barrier.

Some gray, silvery sand-like substance was rolling on the other side of the wall like a tide. No one knew what was outside.