Chapter 533 Conversation between Bruce and the Joker’s Mother

“You you are my Bruce?”

When the Joker Martha saw Bruce take off his bat mask and reveal his true face, she stood there in shock, looking at him with wide eyes.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I. I’m so sorry.”

Bruce looked at his mother sadly, “That day, father and mother walked into the alley with their only son. When they left after watching the movie, gunshots rang out. Not one shot, but two shots. In that reality, their son survived, but father and mother died.”

When Martha heard Bruce’s words, she burst into tears instantly.

“One moment, I was standing in front of my parents intact, a child who was deeply loved and full of love. The next moment, I was standing there broken and alone. I stood there broken and alone from then on.”

“I was helpless, unable to stop their bleeding. I could do nothing, unable to turn back time and make everything go back to normal. I could only scream and watch my mother and father die one after another, while their murderers fled into the night.”

Martha covered her mouth with her hand as she listened to her son’s story.

Bruce stared at his mother’s clown face and suddenly felt uncontrollably sad.

“A figure came out from the shadows, holding a black pistol. The first shot hit my father, who was trying to protect his wife and children. I still remember the blazing fire. Then there was another shot, and my mother fell down.”

“Somehow, the man with the gun suddenly disappeared and returned to the shadows. I didn’t know where he went. I was left alone. I screamed over and over again at the two bodies of my parents lying on the ground, bleeding and dying.”

Bruce whispered, “The death of my father and mother took away from me the person I could have become if you had lived to see me reach that point.”

As he said this, he raised his head and looked at his mother who was covering her mouth with tears in her eyes.

“In a sense, I died with you, Mom, that night.”

“My son, what suffering you have gone through.”

Martha has now awakened from her clown state. She wants to go forward and hug Bruce, give him what she owes him, and want to really touch her son.

But soon she was trapped in the pain and guilt again.

His son embarked on the same path as his father and became the Batman who carried darkness and pain.

This was unacceptable to her.

“No! No! It shouldn’t be like this!”

Martha was emotionally broken and unable to face her son. She took a few steps back, looked at Bruce desperately, turned around and ran forward.

Seeing his mother running away in collapse, Bruce was stunned for a moment, then immediately went after her.

Thomas also chased after his wife, “Martha, stop!”

“No!”

Martha cried out in pain, “Don’t come near me!”

Seeing how emotional the other party was, Bruce and Thomas had no choice but to follow Martha.

Martha ran all the way and finally ran to the vicinity of Wayne Manor.

In the overgrown wilderness, the mentally broken Martha moved forward and climbed over the grass.

The pitch-black night sky completely blocked her vision.

While running, she slipped and lost her balance, falling towards a cave covered with weeds.

“No! Mom!”

Seeing his mother falling into the same Batcave where he himself fell, Bruce cried out in pain.

He rushed over as fast as he could, but failed to grab his mother’s hand and watched her fall to the bottom of the cave.

A sky full of black bats flew out, blocking his vision.

After the bat flew away, Bruce immediately jumped into the cave, knelt on the ground, and held the hand of his mother who was lying on the ground.

“Mother.”

Martha woke up from a coma, opened her eyes and saw Bruce’s face, tears welled up in her eyes again.

“Bruce, Mom, I’m sorry.”

She reached out and stroked Bruce’s face, saying with guilt and heartache: “This world is a terrible world.”

“No, Mom.”

Bruce held his mother’s hand tightly. “I am not walking alone in the darkness. Mr. Padrick and Alfred helped me on my way. I have not become a person whose heart is completely occupied by hatred.”

Bruce couldn’t hold back his tears any longer and they fell on his mother’s face.

“I lost you, but I was reborn, Mom, and my life has been put on a path full of important goals.”

He said to his mother the most truthful words in his heart, “Perhaps murder is the worst. It kills a child’s father and takes away his mother, making him lost in darkness. No other child or adult should suffer the same pain.”

“This was… this was more real and more obvious than anything else, and even as a child, even if I only had a vague idea of ​​it, I understood the force of this truth, and even though I was only a child, I decided to act on my painful experience, even if I only had a vague idea of ​​it at the time.”

Bruce held his mother’s hand tightly against his chest and said, “Mom, I have not completely lost hope for this world because of your death. In my opinion, it is still beautiful and worth saving.”

Listening to Bruce’s words, Martha smiled with relief.

“That’s. That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard in my life, Bruce.”

Martha leaned in her son’s arms and slowly closed her eyes.

“Puff!”

Thomas also jumped down at this time. After seeing his wife fainted, he immediately came over to check on her condition.

“Martha has a severe head injury. We have to take her to the hospital.”

Bruce was in a state of distress. When he heard his father say that his mother needed to be taken to the hospital immediately, he immediately stood up holding his mother. “I’ll go drive.”

Thomas came over and held his wife’s right hand. Looking at his pale wife, he whispered, “Hold on, Martha.”

at the same time.

London, England.

In an underground space hidden in the dark night, Lois Lane, after the world line was changed, was hiding in a basement.

This is an underground shelter during World War II, located beneath the original Westminster Abbey in the UK.

Louise, leaning against the wall, recalled the catastrophe that happened half a year ago.

Half a year ago, she brought Jimmy to Paris, France to attend a fashion show.

No one expected that it was the beginning of a disaster.

At that time, I was visiting the Sacre-Coeur in Montmartre with Jimmy.

As the two were talking, a deafening “boom” was heard, followed by a huge wave that rolled up countless buildings.

The waves, carrying tremendous momentum, roared towards the two of them.

“Run! Jimmy!”

Louise yelled at Jimmy, “Run!”

Jimmy came over and grabbed Louise who was wearing high heels, “You are dressed like a supermodel today, Louise, but it’s a pity that we have to run away in embarrassment before we can take the photo.”

While complaining, Jimmy picked up the camera with one hand and took pictures of the shocking scene of nearby buildings being destroyed.

“Now is not the time to take pictures, run!”

Seeing that the other party was still busy taking pictures, Louise anxiously grabbed him and ran forward.

Behind them were the rolling and roaring waves, carrying cars and pedestrians.

Louise saw that she couldn’t run in her high heels, so she took them off and ran forward barefoot.

“Go to the highest point!”

Jimmy shouted to her, “Go to the highest point of the church. That’s the highest place in Paris.”

The two ran all the way and finally entered the church, running towards the stairs to climb to the highest point.

When he was about to reach the top of the stairs, Jimmy looked at the person below who had tripped and was calling for help. In the end, he gritted his teeth and went down to help the fallen passerby.

“Olson, wait!”

Seeing Jimmy go down to help, Louise reached out and shouted to him in fear: “It’s too late!”

Just as Jimmy helped the fallen passerby up and was about to climb the stairs, the sea water rushed in with a “boom” and swept Jimmy and the passerby away.

“No! Jimmy!”

Louise cried out in pain.

The elderly priest who was traveling with her grabbed her hand and said, “It’s too late, kid, hurry up!”

Louise, who was almost emotionally collapsed, was pulled to the top of the church by the priest.

Standing on the top of the church, looking at Paris which had become a vast ocean, Louise felt despair.

The priest next to him shook his head solemnly and sighed, “Everything we believed in, everything we relied on, is gone.”

“No, there is still hope.”

Louise forced herself to put aside her negative emotions and picked up Jimmy’s camera.

“I’m going to take Jimmy’s last work away from me. This is his heart and soul, and I want everyone to see what happened here.”

She whispered, raising her head to look above where the sound came from.

An Amazon woman in a flying vehicle flew over and said she could take the survivors away.

But only women and children could be taken away.

Priests were also banned from boarding the ship because they were “false god worshippers” in their words.

Afterwards, Louise entered the Amazons’ base in London.

The Amazons raised London from the Stone Plains, turning the once prosperous city into a city surrounded by jagged rocks.

The prosperous international city of the past no longer exists.

Imprisoned in London, Louise discovers that Jimmy is secretly the contact person for Cyborg and the British Resistance.

In order to avenge Jimmy, Louise took the task automatically.

Amazonians provide training and reemployment to all women, giving them the confidence that they can carry out the peace process.

The Amazons also hold fighting competitions regularly to select women suitable for fighting, and then train and transform them.

Louise escaped on the eve of her transformation.

“Hopefully things won’t get any worse than they could have been.”

Coming back to her senses from her memories, Louise stood up and prepared to go outside to investigate.

(End of this chapter)