Cleaning up Damian Wayne does not mean that the crisis in the Batcave has diminished. Although the K Squad has killed the Killer Croc, defeated Mr. Freeze, and left Scarecrow partially paralyzed, they have also "converted" Clayface, causing the Black Knights in the Batcave to be buried in the mud.

But the Assassin Alliance still has a big advantage.

Because they still have Bain!

Even without most of his subordinates, the secret weapon, the Bat Knight, was driven out of the Batcave by Clayface, who was eager to break the curse. However, the powerful Bain does not need these weaklings to achieve victory!

At this moment, in the Bat Hall, Bain, wearing a heavy breathing mask, is fighting Nightwing, the third Robin, and Alfred, who were left by Scarecrow's fear gas.

Bain, fighting against three opponents, is not at a disadvantage at all.

On the contrary, because Bain deliberately destroyed their gas masks, causing them to inhale some fear gas and become weak, they are unable to cause any effective damage to the enraged Mercenary King.

The scene is like a strong man brutalizing three fugitives.

Bain holds the severely deformed steel material in his hand, which he dismantled from the Batmobile. Nightwing's titanium alloy battle suit is too strong, so Bain has to rely on external objects to cause effective damage to Grayson.

He walks heavily on the platform stairs in the Bat Hall, dragging the steel material behind him, making a low sound, while walking, making a hoarse voice under the black and white heavy breathing mask, which looks like a skull.

"Like a chick in a nest, screaming for its bird mother... Without Batman, you won't even know how to fight! It's really pathetic! He taught you fighting skills but didn't teach you how to become a true warrior.

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But it doesn't matter.

The lesson you lack will be made up for today!"

Bain seems to become stronger with every breath he takes.

This is not an illusion.

A certain green liquid from a special device connected to his unique battle suit on his back is being injected into his brain through reinforced hoses.

This "Titan Venom," which only Bain has the ability to "enjoy," stimulates his body, making him even more muscular and strengthening his strength. It even makes his senses become more acute.

The shadows on the ground also expand and distort, as if a hungry predator is searching for prey.

"Bang!"

Alfred, hiding on the high platform, grits his teeth to keep himself sane under the influence of the fear gas. The elderly ace agent and former battlefield warrior holds a gun and shoots at Bain from a high position.

The modified bullet flies and hits Bain's neck. This fatal shot should have torn open the throat of this dangerous person, but under the enhancement of the "special venom," the bullet can only penetrate his muscles and cannot go any further.

Blood flows out, causing Bain pain. He swings his hand and throws the steel material into the air, as simple as throwing a basketball.

Alfred rolls tactically to avoid it, but the flying steel material, with its terrifying force, hits the high-altitude hook, causing the platform to tilt and a large amount of items to fall to the ground.

The force of throwing the steel material proves that Bain, enhanced by the venom, has already surpassed the category of "normal people." The strength of that punch can definitely turn a cow into minced meat.

"Haha! Got you!"

Bain doesn't care about the butler hanging in mid-air. He strides forward and punches through the wall in front of him, pulling Nightwing out from his hiding place amidst the flying bricks and stones.

But the young master is not afraid of the fight.

As soon as he was pulled out, two golden bat knives were also drawn out. The cursed weapons borrowed by Mason intersected and left blood marks on Bain's chest.

The weakened curse makes the Mercenary King of the Assassin Alliance shout out. He smashes Nightwing against the wall in front of him like a wrestler.

At the same time, Tim, the third Robin, who was beaten badly, rolls on the ground and approaches. He grabs four tranquilizers and stabs them into Bain's calves...

The Bat Sons did not give up the fight!

Under the influence of the curse and tranquilizers, Bain's movements slowed down.

The young master and the third young master, who broke through the wall, attacked Bain and knocked him down, but a larger amount of toxins injected into his brain quickly made Bain recover from weakness.

He roars like a polar bear, seemingly completely entering a "berserk mode."

With one hand, he lifts both Robins by their arms and swings them towards the Batcomputer platform behind, causing sparks to fly as it is smashed.

While the young master and the third young master are struggling to hold down the berserk Bain, Kite Man and Mason silently fly over and rescue the butler hanging there.

Mason shoots out a grappling gun and takes Alfred up into the air, landing on a higher Batplane platform.

He gives the trembling butler a remaining stimulant, which quickly restores his clarity.

"Bain, that madman, has been enhanced to the point where he is almost invulnerable. Except for sniper bullets, there is nothing that can penetrate his hardened skin.

Forget about assassinating him with cold weapons.

His self-healing ability is not inferior to Killer Croc.

We need bigger weapons to bury that bastard."

Mason points to the Batplane fixed on the platform behind him. He says to the butler, who is covered in blood:

"Is there a way to make it work?"

"The Batcomputer has been destroyed by Bain, and all the equipment in the Batcave has been forcibly shut down. I don't have the authority to open that special lock."

The butler shakes his head and says:

"It's impossible to break it, and Wayne has set up a plan for this situation. Unless we detonate the entire Batcave... Hmm, what are you doing?

Why are you taking out dismantling tools?"

Alfred looks at Mason in astonishment as he takes out a toolbox and takes out strange wrenches and screwdrivers. He stares wide-eyed and says:

"Mason! Don't tell me you're planning to dismantle this $10 million lock with your bare hands?""Why not give it a try?"

Mason shrugged.

He felt that he definitely couldn't open this lock. His engineering skills were not advanced enough to crack Batman's high-tech gadgets. But destroying it was much simpler than following the steps to open it.

It was just like defusing a bomb.

"The two little guys down there are about to be beaten to death. Think of a solution, Mason!"

Catwoman, holding Damian, arrived at the high platform with her claw gun. She anxiously looked down at the Big Young Master and Third Young Master, who were being beaten more and more fiercely by Bain.

To be honest, Nightwing's combat power was top-notch in Gotham's environment.

Tim, the Third Young Master, was slightly weaker.

But he was a detective, always relying on his brain.

The combination of the two had a great chance of winning against any villain in Gotham. Unfortunately, tonight they had to face the terrifying Bain, who could break Batman's spine head-on while under the influence of fear gas.

Because he knew he couldn't win!

"Use this."

Mason opened the control panel on the heavy electronic lock of the Batwing, revealing its intricate and precise structure.

While preparing to "defuse the bomb," he took out all the detoxifying potions he had brought with his own medicine.

He handed these potions to the three people in front of him and said:

"I don't have the formula for Bain's poison, so I can't make an antidote on the spot. We can only use this... Well, wait, we have a better way to deal with him!"

Mason suddenly thought of something he had overlooked.

He opened his suitcase and took out a test tube containing silver liquid. When Alfred saw this, his eyes widened and he said:

"Unicorn's blood? We want to defeat him, not treat him, Mason! I appreciate your sense of humor, but we don't need this right now."

"No! The boss wants to purify those toxins!"

Kite Man answered unusually.

He looked at Bain, who was raging like a wild beast below. The drugs injected into his body had definitely reached a certain limit.

Those enhancement drugs had caused Bain's upper body muscles to become a "hill" in the shape of an inverted triangle.

Even the Big Young Master, who was wearing a titanium alloy suit, didn't dare to fight Bain head-on in this form. With just one punch, this mercenary king could kill him on the spot, along with his armor.

And Bain's speed had also been enhanced.

He was as fast as lightning when dodging and chasing, even flashing past Tim, who was trying to create distance, like "teleportation," throwing him more than ten meters away like throwing a ball.

"He's like a weakened version of Superman."

Mason commented.

He then diluted the unicorn's blood in the various detoxifying potions in the hands of the three people in front of him. He put the rest back in the suitcase and said:

"These blood samples are cursed, but they still have a strong purifying effect. Find a way to inject these detoxifying potions into Bain's body.

Or directly mix them into the 'poison' he uses.

This amount is enough to purify the enhancement effects of those toxins on him, and it might even cure this guy's 'drug addiction.'

Of course, the price is that Bain will have to live a life as neither human nor ghost afterwards, but I don't think a stubborn supervillain like him would care about that."

"Although the armory has been looted by the League of Assassins, there are still super *** designed by Wayne to capture Superman!"

The Butler Knight immediately stood up and said something incredible. He said to Kite Man:

"Take us there. That kind of injection gun should be enough to inject the detoxifying potions into Bain's body... Wait, who is this child? Why do his eyes look so much like..."

"Oh, let's talk about these little things later!"

Kite Man grabbed the Butler's hand and spread his kite, gliding down from a height of more than ten meters, flying towards the looted armory of the League of Assassins.

Catwoman stayed behind and tied Damian to the platform with her cat-o'-nine-tails. She glanced at Mason, who was dealing with the sophisticated electronic lock, and said:

"Don't bully him, got it?"

"Tsk, this jewel thief hasn't even become Mrs. Wayne yet, and she's already learning how to be a good wife and mother?"

Mason, who was in work mode, didn't even lift his head. He used his engineering wrench to clamp the chip in the lock and frowned as he tried to understand the operation mode of these mysterious and powerful things in front of him with his engineering knowledge.

He sarcastically commented.

But Catwoman just bared her teeth at him and pulled the trigger, shooting her claw gun towards the armory.

Two minutes later, the three people holding the *** supposedly designed by Batman to counter Superman began shooting at Bain. The detoxifying potions infused with the cursed unicorn's blood had a significant effect on Bain.

The severely poisoned and enhanced Bain, who had lost some of his sanity, felt his intelligence slowly returning, while his raging power rapidly declined.

It was as if something strange and sacred had been injected into his blood vessels, surging through his body that had long adapted to the drugs, healing the organs that had been mutated due to long-term drug use back to their original normal form.

This should have been a good thing.

But for Bain, it might not be.

Even without relying on this kind of drug enhancement, he was still the most dangerous mercenary and assassin in the world. But he had already developed a severe "drug addiction" that relied on drugs to gain an advantage in disadvantaged situations.

Now, the sudden cure meant that Bain was having a hard time adapting to the upcoming "health."

He originally grabbed Nightwing, preparing to give the Big Young Master a taste of the "Bain Doctor's Spinal Correction Technique," letting this first Robin experience the "treatment process" that Batman had gone through in the past.The healthy sensation surging within his body and the continuous influx of poison into his brain triggered a violent reaction, causing the towering figure of Bain to rapidly "shrink." Coughing up blood and stumbling backward, he threw Nightwing onto the ground.

"Grayson, keep going!"

Alfred tossed an injection gun to the bloodied and disheveled young man.

With a bruised and swollen face, the latter gritted his teeth and leaped into the air, catching the injection gun. Like a spider, he wrapped his legs around Bain's neck, his hands gripping the injector as he forcefully plunged it into the poison container on Bain's back.

The moment the device was injected into the poison container, the toxin that Bain relied on for survival was rapidly purified.

The blood of the cursed unicorn, still pure, was an exceptional antidote to all man-made toxins.

"Ah! Get off!"

Bain screamed, pushing the young man away.

He clumsily fell from the edge of the Batcomputer platform into the water pit below, struggling to grab the tube connected to the back of his head. For the first time, he actively, rather than passively, ripped it off his body.

But it was too late.

The unicorn's blood and the antidote took effect simultaneously, rapidly restoring Bain's robust but bizarre physique to its original, healthy state.

He felt an unprecedented sense of relief, but at the same time, the curse of the unicorn's blood clung to him, making him despise all light and everything in front of him!

The heavy burden of sin weighed on his heart, making Bain, the king of tough guys, feel a momentary sense of guilt so intense that he thought he must be going mad!

"Boom"

A mechanical roar echoed from the high platform.

Alfred and the others turned around to see the Batplane, previously locked on the platform, slowly rising into the sky.

"You unlocked it?"

The old butler exclaimed in surprise.

The next moment, Mason's response came:

"No, I didn't unlock it, I just destroyed it. I figured a lock worth 10 million dollars wouldn't lack a 'factory reset' function.

Sorry, but Batman might need to spend a little more to get a new lock.

Afuo, just to confirm.

The Batplane's weapon system is non-lethal, right?"

Alfred immediately realized what Mason was planning to do. The bloodied old butler finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the railing and whispering:

"Fire away, it won't kill anyone."

"Roger that!"

Sitting in the cockpit, Mason pressed the red fire button.

The Batplane's weapon system came online, and a bat-shaped targeting reticle locked onto Bain, who was screaming in the water pit.

In the next moment, the large-caliber machine gun began to spin, burying Bain and the water pit under a collapsed rock wall in just a few seconds.

"Successfully completed one outstanding craftsmanship, high-quality, precision technology device hacking, Engineering Skill proficiency increased by X40, currently at Lv3."

Looking at the skill upgrade prompt that popped up in front of him, Mason let go of the fire button.

He took a deep breath, patted the control panel full of buttons next to him, and clumsily brought the ghost-like Batplane to a stop on the platform below the Batcave.

As he jumped out of the cockpit, he patted the shell of the device and silently vowed:

"I've got to get myself one of these badass planes when I have the money!"