Michael took about a second to glance at the brilliant resume of the Batman who appeared in front of him, and then he and Lucifer carried him out of the temple and threw him to the ground.
He ducked several meters away in an instant, as if he were disposing of hazardous waste.
Bruce sat up from the ground, looked up at them and said, "Don't you say that all the angels in heaven are brothers and sisters? Is this how you treat your brothers and sisters?"
Michael was still immersed in the thoughts of Batman he had just seen. After a while, he turned his eyes to Bruce's face and asked in disbelief: "You turned a being who is stronger than you into a person?"
Become a clown, and then you will become stronger, and then turn a stronger being into a clown, and then..."
"Are you a bit..." Michael took a deep breath, but his moral bottom line did not allow him to say something that was insulting. Although he felt that this was a fact in his heart, he still changed his mind.
A more euphemistic way of saying it: “Don’t you think your ideas are a little too broad?”
"But I succeeded, didn't I?" Bruce sat cross-legged on the ground, looking down at his hands and said: "Cain is the son of Adam and Eve, with the most holy blood in the world flowing through him, and Lilith also gave
He took her blood, so his bloodline is purer and nobler than other saint sons."
"I guessed that when he was transformed into the Joker, I would also gain a personality that matched his to some extent, but I didn't expect it to be in this form, but it proved my theory right.
, I can indeed strengthen myself in this way.”
Lucifer and Michael looked at each other, and both understood the emotions conveyed by each other's eyes - "It's broken, let him understand."
"Listen, Bruce, this can't be called a success." Lucifer stretched out a hand and said: "Gabriel is not as strong as the two of us at all, so the two of us can still..."
"Then why didn't you just throw me out the moment you found me?"
Michael opened his mouth, looked at Lucifer, lowered his voice and asked uncertainly: "Can we throw him out? Is it really not possible?"
Lucifer looked around and lowered his voice and said, "It's not that you don't know that although we claim to be omniscient and omnipotent, we can't change the rules of the world related to Batman at all, and even God may not be able to."
"Batman is a time bomb. Not to mention not handling it well, even if he has even the slightest touch, he may be blown up to ashes. Do you think I don't know that the main attrition in Paradise over the years is not caused by fighting against demons?
Involved in various Batman-related incidents and died without leaving any trace?"
Michael raised his eyes again and glanced at Batman sitting there, and said slightly anxiously: "But we didn't touch him, he came here on his own, can't we just drive him out?
"
"Didn't you look at his interpersonal relationships?" Lucifer glared at Michael and said, "Didn't you realize that there was always a registered angel who never appeared in heaven?"
Michael was stunned for a moment, and then frowned in confusion. In the next few dozen seconds, the expression on his face was wonderful.
After checking the timeline, Michael grabbed Lucifer's arm and said very sincerely: "It would be good to let Bruce Wayne stay in heaven and become an angel. I think he is better than you."
"I think so, too. He will definitely become the mainstay of the guardians of heaven in the future."
The two archangels, who had been fighting and disagreeing with each other for hundreds of millions of years, finally reached an astonishing agreement on one issue. When their hands clasped together, they almost burst into tears.
After a while, Michael came to Bruce, pulled him up from the ground, cleared his throat, and then said: "Since you have realized this step, I won't hide it from you. Angels actually
They are the administrators of the world created by God, and archangels are the senior administrators.”
"Normally, all archangels have the authority of super managers, and so does Gabriel. But we rarely use this authority because the structure of the world is more sophisticated than you think."
Michael took Bruce to the river and said: "Gabriel gave you his wings, which means that you inherited his holy light, power and angelic identity, and indeed you have a position similar to Cain's.
grid."
"But I advise you not to implement your plan again, because if you look further up, only the administrators are left. If you drive them crazy and let them operate on the world structure, it will destroy more than just
A universe or two, you should know the seriousness of this matter."
Bruce thought for a moment, nodded, then looked at Michael and asked: "What is the structure of the world?"
Michael stopped, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face, as if he found it difficult to explain all this to carbon-based creatures, so he gestured with his fingers in the shape of a sphere, and then said: "This is the whole world, in the world
There are many universes, with heaven at the top and hell at the bottom."
"Wait, isn't there a paradise for each universe?"
"Yes, but no, heaven and hell are superimposed in every universe, so you have not left this universe now, but you have come to heaven. The same is true for hell."
Bruce nodded and asked: "Since I inherited Gabriel's power, why don't I feel that I am omniscient and omnipotent?"
"Uh..." Michael uttered a syllable slightly awkwardly, and then said: "It's not that angels are administrators, but administrators are angels. Although you have gained Gabriel's power, you don't have him.
Personalities, your life forms are different..."
"God's consent is needed." Lucifer said directly: "If someone who became an angel could be an administrator, wouldn't it be chaos a long time ago? God has already anticipated this situation, and only a few entities have the authority to modify the world.
Yes, and it cannot be transferred or changed, so naturally you don’t have a share.”
"Then what's the point of being an angel?"
"You are not the best." Lucifer rolled his eyes and said, and Michael sighed and said, "You are just an angel, but not an administrator, so you will be like those newborn angels with no power and no personality."
"But even the power of an angel can allow you to do a lot of things."
"for example?"
"For example, no one should be able to beat you."
"I don't need the power of an angel and no one can beat me."
Michael was speechless. He touched his chin, thought for a while, and said, "If you are willing to take on some of the responsibilities of an angel, there is another advantage. You can travel to various universes."
Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly, and Lucifer sighed and said, "This is theoretically speaking. Although you now have the power of an angel, you are still essentially a human being. Can your body and spirit withstand the time travel?"
The universe is not yet known.”
"Okay, I can tell by the look in your eyes that you plan to try, but we have to agree on three terms." Lucifer stopped, looked at Bruce and said: "Otherwise I won't let you run around, don't think about it elsewhere.
The world tests your trendy ideas."
"You sound like an old timer."
Lucifer was choked again. Michael looked at his expression with gloating, but still said to Bruce: "Lucifer's worry is not unreasonable. You'd better listen to him. The universe is more dangerous than you think."
."
"Okay, then you say it."
"First of all." Lucifer stretched out a finger and said: "Except for your own universe, you cannot stay in the same universe as your professor Schiller. No one can withstand your torture!"
Bruce curled his lips and showed an expression as if his conspiracy had been revealed, but he nodded after a while. Lucifer continued: "Second, ensure your own safety. Your own world cannot withstand the torment of your professor."
Got it!"
Bruce nodded again, and Lucifer continued: "Third, don't try to save your parents in any world, it's impossible."
Michael frowned slightly, as if he didn't want Lucifer to speak so bluntly, but to his surprise, Bruce nodded easily, even easier than agreeing to the first two conditions.
However, half an hour later, Bruce arrived at the time in the Flashpoint world when Martha was still alive.
Michael and Lucifer stood in heaven looking at the scene printed in the mirror of the holy spring. Michael turned around and asked: "You know he won't keep the agreement, right? Just like the bat you mentioned.
The Xia trend has gone too far.”
"No Batman will give up such an opportunity." Lucifer turned his eyes aside and said: "Sometimes we get it too easily, so we don't understand how crazy those who ask for nothing are. This is
This is something I only recently understood.”
"If you don't let him try, he will try his best to create trouble for you to create opportunities." Lucifer took a deep breath, then slowly spit it out and said, "It's better to let him verify it himself. Anyway, it won't work.
It's impossible to succeed. The more times he tries, the more he naturally despairs."
"Furthermore, this universe derived from the chaos of time and space is not as important as other major universes. His efforts here will not have too bad consequences, so let him try it."
Michael cast his gaze on the water of the holy spring. At this time, Bruce had arrived at the door of Wayne Manor, and the door had just learned that he had died in another world, and Thomas, who had become Batman, was in extreme situations.
In a low mood.
Bruce did not wear the Batsuit, but he still wore a mask. He looked like the kind of gangster who would pick fights with others on the street. The security measures deployed by Thomas could not stop the other Batman.
The old Batman in the Flashpoint world not only uses guns, but also smokes and drinks. So when Bruce walked into the lobby of Wayne Manor, Thomas was already drunk.
After hearing the bad news, Thomas didn't have a strong desire to live. Bruce subdued him without much effort, then took him to Wayne Hospital and found an operating room.
Bruce first gave Thomas a deep anesthesia to ensure that he would not wake up during the process, and then began to carve a magic circle on the floor of the operating room.
It was a special magic circle painted with seven or eight kinds of blood and more than ten kinds of materials. The whole formation was blood red, and it made people dizzy even if no power was injected into it.
After the magic circle was drawn, Bruce began to use blood bags to draw Thomas's blood, bag after bag, until Thomas's blood loss reached a life-threatening level.
Thomas has completely gone into shock, his body temperature has dropped sharply, and his complexion is pale. It can be said that if no treatment is taken, Thomas will die in less than a minute.
But Bruce just stood in front of the operating table with a blood vessel and watched quietly, with a calm expression that made the two angels next to the holy spring shiver.