Chapter 307 Bat Maze (12) "Alright alright." 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. "Qiang Qiang!" The owl held the skeleton above its head, and Bruce vaguely felt a glow behind Katoom. "be careful!" Bruce couldn't help but remind that this was most likely Batman's body, and Bruce didn't want to see Katum use it to do any pranks. "Don't be so nervous, it won't be bad." Katum placed the skeleton on the ground, raised the skeleton's hand and waved it, as if to greet Bruce.
"Its structure is stronger than you think. You can even use it as a specimen." "Thank you, but forget it." Bruce decisively rejected this nonsensical proposal. What a joke, he is the Batman of the main world after all. Using the remains of Batman from other worlds as specimens sounds too bizarre, doesn't it? Although Batboy did have a moment of heart-beating. On the other side, Batwoman looked at the skeleton, her expression gradually becoming solemn. "Where did you get this bone?" She quickly walked to the skeleton, lowered her head, and looked at it carefully, rubbing her fingers between the bones, muttering to herself. "Yes, yes, his spine is indeed injured. It was caused by Bane. The bone-setting marks on his arm also match. His hand was broken..." The details of the scars on the skeleton can all be matched with Batman's. To Batwoman, there was little doubt that the skeleton was Batman's remains. But the question is, where did Bruce get it? "That's a long story." Bruce squatted beside Batwoman, thinking about finding an opportunity to explain it from the beginning. The focus now should be on Batman. Bruce suddenly thought of something very important. This skeleton was brought out by them from the White Lantern Ring, which was once held by Batman. This means that Batman has most likely seen this skeleton, so there is no way he would not recognize that it is his own body. Bruce didn't know what the other party felt when he confirmed this. Maybe even your outlook on life will be temporarily overturned.
…… Bruce filled in Batman's grave and returned to the Batcave with the skeleton. He explained to Batwoman the origin of the skeleton, but Kate didn't understand at first and thought Bruce was telling a science fiction story. "You mean, Batman might not have died, but traveled hundreds of thousands of years ago, and his body has remained until now?" Batwoman didn't know what expression to make for a moment. How could such a comic-like plot possibly happen to her? Bruce didn't rush Batwoman to accept all this, giving her some time, she would get used to the madness of this world. …… The instruments in the bat cave were flashing cold lights and running at high speed, with various data constantly scrolling on the screen. The skeleton from hundreds of thousands of years ago was placed in the center of the instrument, undergoing various tests. Bruce can safely resurrect Batman, but he dare not easily resurrect a skeleton that is hundreds of thousands of years old. At least you have to make some preparations before you can proceed to the next step. At this moment, he stared at the screen with a frown, trying to interpret 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 primitive, its molecular structure 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 back to ancient times, he still wants to do something that transcends time. This is reasonable. That's not the point. Bruce's gaze now fell on the belt of the ancient battle suit, where there was something like a totem. It's a bit similar to Batman's logo, but it's obviously been modified. "The pattern of this totem is not Batman's totem, it seems to have another symbolic meaning." Bruce said. He couldn't understand why Batman wanted to change his logo? As the test continued, Bruce made new discoveries. There were some strange scars on the skeleton, which were extremely small and did not seem to be caused by combat. "Looks like some kind of ritual marking," Bruce speculated. Batwoman agreed with this speculation. At this moment, her attention was all focused on the skeleton. In a trance, a flickering light seemed to appear in her vision. She rubbed her eyes, thinking she was dazzled. But when she looked again, she found that it was not her eyes that were dazzled. The area where Batman's skeleton was placed was indeed emitting a faint glow!
The same light was flickering on Bruce's chest, and he took out the light source, which was the gem that had appeared in his hand before. To be precise, it is the White Lantern Ring among gems. 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. In the very center of the light, a vague outline began to appear. At first, the outline was just a vague shadow, like an illusion formed by the interweaving of light, but slowly, the outline became clearer. The general shapes of the head, body and limbs can be seen, like a statue gradually emerging from the mist. Then, details begin to fill in the outline. The contours of the face became clear, and Batman's iconic firm chin and deep eye sockets could be seen, although it was just a spirit form made of light. He hovered above the skeleton, exuding a mysterious and bewildered aura. This process took place before the eyes of Bruce and Batwoman, who saw with their own eyes that Batman's soul appeared from nothing. "This...how is this possible?" Batwoman whispered in surprise. Bruce said nothing, staring at Batman's spirit, trying to find clues from the blurry face. Batman's spirit seemed to be observing everything around him, and finally his eyes fell on his own skeleton and the ancient battle suit. He then looked up and stared at Bruce and Batwoman, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. "I...who am I?" Batman's spirit emits a disembodied voice that echoes throughout the Batcave. He slowly turned his body made of light, looking at everything around him that was familiar yet unfamiliar, but there was not a single memory connected to it. Batwoman was panicked when she saw this. She had seen clearly that the face of this spirit was her cousin! Batwoman turned off the instrument, approached Batman's spirit, and reached out to hug him. However, her hand went straight through the spirit, which seemed to be just an illusion and could not be touched. At this moment, Batman's spirit seemed to be suddenly pulled by some unknown force, and his body began to slowly float towards the exit of the Batcave. His speed was getting faster and faster, as if he was swept by a gust of wind. "Batman!" Batwoman screamed. Bruce grabbed Kate's arm without hesitation, and a black cloak appeared behind him. He flew out of the Batcave with Kate and chased after him. Batman's spirit shuttled through the sky above Gotham, floating between the skyscrapers like a lost ghost. Batman's spirit seemed unaware of Bruce and Batwoman who were chasing him. He just flew in an unknown direction and gradually disappeared into the endless darkness of Gotham City. Bruce and Kate didn't rush to catch up with Batman's spirit, but followed behind to see where he was going. They kept following like this, and they didn't know how far they were from Gotham, until Batman's spirit landed beside a huge lake.
"Let's go down." Bruce landed with Kate following closely behind. After they landed, they saw Batman's soul wandering at the edge of the lake. The figure looked unreal and lonely in the moonlight. Batwoman approached slowly, her heart filled with worry and anxiety. "Batman, do you remember me? I'm your cousin." Batwoman asked softly, her voice echoing in the quiet lake. Batman's ghost 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 softer and more convincing to jog Batman's memory. "You are Batman, the protector of Gotham. You have been fighting against the forces of evil to protect this city." However, Batman's soul still did not react. 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 followed closely behind him, refusing to give up. "We've been through so much together, those battles, those days of guarding the light in the darkness, don't you remember?" Batman's soul suddenly stopped, he turned his head to look at Kate, his lips trembling slightly. There was a flash 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's probably a futile effort. When her hand moved closer, she only felt a gust of cold air, which was the unique breath emanating from the soul. Batwoman's hand froze in mid-air, and the icy air seemed to flow through her fingertips into her heart, freezing her heart. At this time, Batman's soul also took a step back, and when he looked at Kate, there was not a trace of warmth between relatives in his eyes. Batwoman slowly lowered her hand, her eyes filled with despair. Her throat seemed to be choked by something, and she uttered a sound after a while: "You really don't remember me?" Her voice was trembling slightly, and it sounded particularly desolate by the silent lake. Batwoman's shoulders began to shake slightly, tears welled up in her eyes, and she tried hard not to let them fall. As the protector 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 hit hard. Moreover, Batman's soul still had no reaction to Batwoman's gaffe. Bruce slowly walked to Batwoman's side, looking at her desperate and sad appearance, his heart was filled with pity. He patted Batwoman's shoulder gently, trying to give her some comfort. "I know you're sad now, and I hope Batman can return just like you."
Bruce's voice is low and steady, giving people a sense of reassurance by the quiet lake. "But you see, letting his soul wander outside now is not a solution. 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 confusion. "So what should I do?" Bruce frowned slightly, his eyes revealing determination. "I have an idea. Why don't we keep his soul? Then we can find a safe place and slowly find a way to restore his memory. “As luck would have it, I happen to have a special container that can hold souls. "While this may be risky, it's better than leaving him wandering around here with no 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. It can help him regain his memory. Batwoman hesitated. She looked at Batman's illusory and lonely soul in the distance, then turned to look at Bruce. "Is this really a good idea? Will he be willing to be taken in by us? After all, he is now very wary of us." "It does not matter." Bruce answered subconsciously, then quickly realized that the person in front of him was his cousin Kate, not Supergirl, and he couldn't be so unreasonable. He sighed softly and explained to Batwoman. “This is the best solution we can think of right now. “If we can study how to restore his memory in a relatively controlled environment with the resources and knowledge we have, perhaps the chances of success will be greater. "As for whether he is willing? I can only say that he is not conscious right now. We can only do what is best for him first." Batwoman was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up. What Bruce said does make sense. She looked into 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 didn't agree, then he would have to do it secretly. The gems sparkled in the moonlight, like the shimmering surface of a lake in the distance. "Katum," he called in his mind. "no problem!"
The owl appeared next to Batman's soul at some point, and he flapped his wings suddenly, unleashing the magic of Kamar-Taj. Batman's soul didn't have time to react before being hit hard by the wing. The next second— His soul simply collapsed. "Fuck!" Katum's eyes suddenly widened and he yelled. (End of this chapter)