When the world was near destruction, ordinary people could seek help from superheroes and pin their hopes on them.

  What about superheroes?

  Barry Allen looked solemn and stared at the street sign. It was 13 miles away from Gotham.

  He wondered if he was getting closer and closer to the city that was always shrouded in clouds. It was raining and gloomy outside, just like his bad mood at this time.

  Whenever members of the Justice League met with unsolvable problems or sensed an omen of crisis…


  The first person they would think of was Batman.

  The Dark Knight who always hid under that mask and regarded Gotham as a hunting ground…


  After so many years of fighting side by side, all the members of the Justice League were willing to put their trust in him.

  Who can save the world at the end of the day?

  People would unanimously elect two people.

  Batman and Superman were definitely the first choices.

  Although the latter had great power, it was well known that Superman would always listen to Batman's advice.

  Their friendship might be one of the strongest things in the world.

  'Superman … I asked the driver. He has never heard of him. There is no Superman in the metropolis. But why is Lex Luthor there?'

  Barry Allen's frown was even tighter. He was in the middle of a mystery, but he couldn't find any clues.

  'Arthur, Diana, Hal … What happened to them?'

  An hour and a half later, Barry arrived at the door of Wayne Manor.

  It was desolate, overgrown with weeds, withered, and dilapidated as if no one had lived here for a long time.

  This gave Barry a bad feeling. He crossed the collapsed iron gate and pushed open the front door of the cobwebbed mansion.

  Creek!

  A tooth-ache inducing sound was heard.

  The door was unlocked, but the rusty metal rubbed against the wood, making a harsh sound.

  "Hey, is anyone there? Alfred?"

  Barry felt like he had broken into a haunted house, surrounded by silence, with only his voice echoing.

  The floor was damp, the doors and windows were broken, and it looked like thieves had visited it.

  'The Wayne family was Gotham's richest family. How could they have fallen this far?'

  With doubt, Barry went to the second floor, moved a crooked clock, and found the secret door behind it.

  "Fortunately, this hasn't changed."

  He was a crime scene investigator and had a keen observation of the environment.

  Maybe it wasn't as good as Batman, the greatest detective in the world, but it was easy for him to find the secret passage designed by the other party.

  Entering the secret door, Barry saw a long stairway, and he didn't know where it would end.

  'Bat cave …'

  He breathed a sigh of relief. Batman's secret base still existed, so there should be hope.

  The Flash of the main universe once visited the bat cave under Wayne Mansion.

  He was impressed by the batmobile and all kinds of high-tech equipment.

  Screech screech!

  At the end of the stairs, a swarm of bats flew past, passing through the underground caverns like a black storm.

  'It's a little different!'

  Barry didn't see the tank-like batmobile, nor did he see the large surveillance platform with hundreds of screens connected together, much less the Robin uniforms displayed in the glass case.

  Just a semi-automatic pistol and a family photo.

  The table was cluttered with items such as a crossbow, hooks and claws, and bat-darts.

  Compared with the main universe, this place was simply too shabby!

  "What are you looking for?"

  A raspy voice like that of a patient with terminal throat cancer suddenly rang out from behind Barry's back.

  Before he could turn his head, a broad palm was pressed on his shoulder.

  So strong that he almost crushed his shoulder blade.

  "I …"

  Before he could answer, Barry was put to the ground with a beautiful takedown and a spinning heel drop.

  "Who the hell are you? Why are you here?"

  Immediately afterward, an intimidating roar rushed into Barry's ears, causing subconscious fear.

  'Why are you yelling so loudly?'

  He only felt his ears buzzing.

  Boom!

  "Answer my question! You're a thief who breaks into people's homes!"

  The guy with the bat hood and the red glow in his eyes picked Barry up with one hand and pushed him hard against the wall.

  "I … Aah!"

  Barry only hesitated for a moment, and the other party broke one of his fingers.

  "Wait, Bruce! It's me! Barry Allen!"

  Barry, who had been severely beaten, reported his name in fear of even more brutal abuse.

  He had heard that Batman often beat criminals half to death and then sent them to prison.

  "Bruce?"

  Batman's punch stopped.

  "I know who you are, hidden under a mask, just as you know my name is Barry Allen."

  Barry quickly said so.

  Yes, Batman was Bruce Wayne, which was no secret in the Justice League of the main universe.

  Since the Tower of Babel incident —— the defense plan secretly made by Batman against other members of the Justice League was stolen, which almost led to the total annihilation of the entire team.

  In order to restore the trust of the team, Batman chose to take off his hood and disclose his identity.

  "Who's Barry Allen?"

  Batman didn't torture Barry further, but the arm around his neck still exerted strength, suffocating him.

  "I don't care which bastard sent you. Remember one thing, don't ever mention the name Bruce again!"

  "Because he's dead, I watched him fall in a pool of blood with my own eyes. I couldn't save him, my own son!"

  Barry's eyes focused on the family photo and then turned back to the Batman in front of him.

  Bearded, burly, angry, with a red bat on his chest…


  The fragments of memory flooding his brain became clear all of a sudden. He spoke in disbelief, "So —— oh my God! You're … Thomas Wayne!"

  …


  …


  In Themyscira.

  "Diana, you can actually use the front door."

  Luke helplessly looked at the young girl who had once again tumbled in from outside the balcony.

  After half a week's short rest, the Amazon Princess finally recovered her strength.

  "The last time you visited me, you snuck in."

  Diana snorted softly, saying, "I learned this from you."

  "As an outsider, it's not a good idea for me to directly enter the Amazon Princess's chamber."

  Luke explained.

  He found that Hippolyta, the Amazon Queen, was looking at him a little funny these days.

  If the other party knew, he not only saw Diana but also ran into the latter's bedroom, staying for more than an hour, in addition to his previous attempt to run away from the Amazon Princess…


  Combined with punishment for several crimes, he was afraid that Hippolyta would gather the Amazon warriors and storm his room and tie him up.

  "As the Princess of the Amazons, it's not a good idea for me to go into an outsider's room."

  Diana spoke eloquently and held her head high, highlighting her pride.

  Seeing the girl's skills, Luke decided to shut up and focus on the scenery in front of him.

  "I just asked my mother. She refused to let me go back out of the island."

  Diana was lively for a while, but she became unhappy again.

  "I heard Antiope say that Atlantis had sent someone over, and I don't know what they are here for."

  Luke's eyes flickered, and his gaze fell on Diana, pondering.

  He had already beaten one of Atlantis' sea kings. He hoped there was no need to beat a second one.

  'If Arthur Curry knew what he was doing…'

  …