Gotham, in the bunker.
Bruce Wayne, who had survived a close call, had his arm in a cast and a gloomy expression, recalling the events of the afternoon.
Facing five Talons who couldn't be hurt or killed, he nearly died at their hands.
Wayne Group security personnel arrived to stall for a while, but unfortunately, firearms couldn't kill them either.
However, he thought of a way to deal with the five Talon assassins.
Wayne Tower saved him.
Even with one arm incapacitated, Batman's tempered physique and peak human combat skills allowed him to grab a security guard's collapsible baton and beat the five men back, forcing them to retreat.
He knocked the five Talon assassins from the top of the hundred-meter Wayne Tower, where they fell to their deaths, turning into a bloody mess, and the Police arrested them.
He had once again walked the line between life and death and survived, but this time as Bruce Wayne.
This matter was not over; in fact, it would only escalate from today onwards!
Under the watchful eyes of the public, Bruce Wayne, a playboy, defeated and killed five unkillable monsters.
"The Manor is no longer safe; it will become a target for the Court of Owls."
He brought Alfred to the hidden Batcave.
In the dim environment, the television played interviews with witnesses by reporters.
"Mr. Bruce Wayne, he fought off five fully armed assassins. I have never seen Mr. Wayne like that.
I'm starting to believe the rumors that he is Batman."
People from the building next door, after discovering the incident, even recorded a video.
The reporter took the video to a famous combat coach in Gotham City and asked him to watch the video for an interview.
"These five assassins are the most formidable I have ever seen. I bet even the combat instructors of the Navy SEALs are not as skilled as them.
But that's not all; look at Bruce Wayne again.
Look at this elbow strike, precisely and fiercely hitting the assassin's mandibular nerve, not deviating an inch, like a surgical knife.
Look at this low sweep kick; it has the shadow of Muay Thai, powerful like an iron rod."
"Art, this is simply the art of combat. There is not a single superfluous movement. He has honed his skills to the limit and is undoubtedly a master of combat."
Listening to the praises of his combat skills on the television, Bruce Wayne showed no joy; his expression became even more solemn.
"I believe the audience has heard it; Coach Myron excitedly called Bruce Wayne a master of combat. Without extraordinary talent and years of hellish training, it would be impossible to reach this level.
I can't help but wonder why Mr. Bruce Wayne, with a net worth of hundreds of billions, tirelessly trained in such combat skills."
"Some rumors circulating in Gotham are probably not groundless."
Beep.
Turning off the television, Bruce Wayne remained silent for a long time.
Even if he tried to find someone to impersonate Batman now, it would be too late; no one would easily believe it.
Along with the news on television, a storm was brewing throughout Gotham. The suspicion that Bruce Wayne was Batman was almost impossible to wash away.
Some criminals and underground forces in Gotham, who had been targeted by Batman, began to stir.
There were many independent thugs who were not afraid of death and only sought money; what if he was a billionaire? The President of the United States had been assassinated before.
Even those powerful organizations with extensive considerations couldn't help but harbor thoughts of revenge.
In the past, the head of Wayne Group and these rats huddled in the gutter were from two different Worlds. They wouldn't even dare to think about targeting the Wayne Family.
But Bruce Wayne had first rolled in the mud, and his aura as a superior person was no longer so clear.
It seemed that the Son of Wayne was nothing special.
Some of their thugs, when encountering Batman, had even hit Batman a couple of times when there were many people around, although they were later sent to the hospital.
The news that Bruce Wayne was nearly killed by an assassin's attack further incited their thoughts.
"Batman?
Both Jensen and Falcone fell at his hands.
I am different from them; I will end Batman's life, no matter who is under that Bat mask."
The new King of the Underground, Penguin Cobblepot, declared, raising his banner, and the entire Gotham underground force began to move.
He also came from the Cobblepot Family, one of Gotham's four great families, and was not so afraid of the Wayne Family's halo.
He was not someone who would actively provoke a strong enemy.
But Penguin knew that Batman had not spared the previous two Kings of the Underground, combating all crime in Gotham City, so there was no reason for him not to cause trouble for him.
He wanted to strike first.
The Court of Owls, composed of Gotham's high society, and the underground forces all began to move. Batman would face an unprecedented test.
His identity, loved ones, and weaknesses were all exposed to the eyes of villains.
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Oa.
Ron released his Thunder God Power, wrapping and enveloping his body, and flew into the immense will power, a vast energy mass, heading towards its center.
As if in a swamp, under the terrifying, ocean-like energy, his divine power was constantly consumed, but it still couldn't stop him from moving forward.
"He... he actually withstood it?"
Seeing Ron delve deeper into the Central Power Battery, Tomar Re was greatly shocked.
That was the gathering and genesis of the Universe's will power. What kind of mighty power was needed to protect oneself from being torn apart and annihilated by the forces within?
He couldn't imagine, recovering from his shock.
He manipulated the will power to form a giant green fist, attacking Catwoman, trying to break through her obstruction and prevent Ron from going deeper.
Catwoman only had a replicated Green Lantern Ring. Although it didn't require strong will power to activate, its power limit was fixed, similar to that of an ordinary Lantern.
She was no match for Tomar Re, a veteran Lantern.
But she also had the Power of Thor. With both combined, a punch shattered his fist like a popped balloon. She condensed a grappling hook with a long rope from will power and swung it fiercely, launching a sharp attack.
"All right, you still chose to fight.
This is on you."
Tomar Re was completely overwhelmed, caught by the grappling hook on his shoulder, and flung violently away, slamming into the mountain wall of the Earth's core again.
He clutched his chest in pain, coughing up a trace of blood, and had no choice but to issue a warning to the Corps.
If the Oa Central Power Battery had a problem, the entire Green Lantern Corps would be paralyzed. Who would protect the Universe during that time?
"My comrades, a few of you, come to the Power Battery.
There's a new member who doesn't know what he's doing to the Power Battery!"
On the other side, not far from the Earth's core, Sinestro had gathered all the Lanterns of the Corps and was giving a pre-battle speech.
"Green Lantern warriors, I have summoned you for this unprecedented gathering.
Our most elite, Abin Sur, along with three other members, died at the hands of an unknown powerful enemy, whose name is Parallax."
"I don't think I need to elaborate on our duties. Individually, we are fragile, but when we gather, we are a mighty force in the Universe.
We can solve all problems."
Just then, everyone's Green Lantern Ring suddenly warned them.
"A new Lantern? Is it the person from a remote part of the Universe who inherited Abin Sur's Green Lantern Ring?"
"What does he want to do to the Central Power Battery?"
"Whatever he's doing, he's violated a prohibition as soon as he joined the Corps and must be punished."
Over three thousand Lanterns discussed animatedly, many of them angry.
"What does he want to do?
He's insulting that Green Lantern Ring."
And the most furious was Sinestro, with his red skin and pointed ears. He clenched his fist, grinding his teeth in uncontrollable rage.
"I will personally arrest him and tell him he doesn't deserve that Green Lantern Ring, and then expel him from the Corps."
He had always believed that no one could replace Abin Sur. No matter who inherited that Green Lantern Ring, he would teach them a good lesson, make them behave, and ensure that Green Lantern Ring was not insulted.
Wearing Abin Sur's Green Lantern Ring, he acted recklessly on his first day in the Corps.
"Come with me. It concerns the Central Power Battery; all of us will go.
You will witness my judgment of him."
Sinestro called all the Green Lanterns, and together, thousands of green lights rushed towards the Power Battery's location.
"I feel your will.
You clearly can't beat me, so why don't you just behave?"
Catwoman effortlessly overwhelmed Tomar Re, constantly changing her will power, automatically striking with gauntlets, baseball bats, lassoes, playing with him as she beat him back and forth.
She said with a smile, Tomar Re was almost knocked unconscious by her.
But suddenly, over three thousand Lanterns flew in, filling every direction in the sky, looking down at her with anger.
"Oh no..."
Catwoman, who had been a little smug just now, saw the sky full of Lanterns, and her face froze.
"Undoubtedly, this is the lair of the Universe Police.
But aren't you... off duty?"
Over three thousand Lanterns, from all over the Universe, some looked like cows, some like octopuses, some like bees, all kinds of bizarre shapes.
Being stared at by countless eyes, her scalp tingled.
"Kilowog, take her down!"
Glancing at the completely battered Tomar Re, Sinestro's face turned dark, and he suddenly gave the order.
Under the leadership of Kilowog, the Green Lantern Corps combat instructor, who looked like a short-nosed pig-man, several Lanterns attacked, forming chains to capture Catwoman.
"Is it too late if I say we were just having a friendly spar?"
Displaying astonishing flexibility and speed, dodging a flashing chain, Catwoman said awkwardly.
Several Lanterns continuously controlled their will power to attack Catwoman. Although Catwoman mostly dodged and occasionally counterattacked, she was not taken down by them for a long time.
"Sinestro, she's not the new member.
The new member entered the Battery."
Tomar Re, bruised and swollen, almost losing consciousness from the beating, quickly reminded him.
"What, inside the Battery?
Then he must already be dead?"
"What's going on with this woman? Another new Lantern?"
The Green Lanterns were shocked and hesitant.
"No, he's not dead yet!"
Tomar Re confirmed emphatically.
Although Ron's figure had already reached deep inside the Battery and was no longer visible.
But he had clearly seen Ron forcefully advance a certain distance against the terrifying energy just now, without losing a single hair, and it didn't seem to be difficult for him.
"Are you joking?
Tomar."
The arrogant Sinestro, with his hands behind his back, frowned, not believing it at all.
"In hundreds of billions of years of history, even the greatest Green Lantern warriors recorded in the Corps' annals haven't been able to survive inside the Power Battery."
"It's true."
Tomar Re said emotionally.
"Even if what you say is true, what can we do now?"
After a few seconds, a Lantern couldn't help but speak.
When this question was raised, they looked at each other.
"Yeah, can we really run into the Battery and drag that person out?"
They could do nothing; it seemed they could only watch.
The scene fell into an awkward silence for a moment, with thousands of Lanterns helpless.
Bang!
Just then, a muffled grunt came.
The Corps combat instructor, Kilowog, was kicked away by Catwoman, knocking several Lanterns flying. Catwoman wanted to escape.
But it was too late. Sinestro growled, unable to bear it any longer.
"Take her down."
Whoosh!
Hundreds of Lanterns threw out dense will power chains. Catwoman was wrapped up like a zongzi and hung in mid-air.
Facing the combined strength of hundreds of Lanterns, her power was not enough this time. She struggled desperately but couldn't break free.
"I was forced into this too."
She squeezed out an awkward smile, trying to shake off her guilt.
But Sinestro ignored her, and he and all the Lanterns looked solemnly into the Battery, which was like a green ocean.
Within the vast energy, Ron hadn't gone too far when he achieved his goal.
In his sight, a green Ion Shark flicked its tail and swam over.
The energy, which was a terrifying pressure for anyone else, was like ordinary Water to it.
It was born within will power, so will power naturally wouldn't harm it.
Ron extended his hand. For the Ion Shark, which hadn't seen a living creature in billions of years, its huge body, several meters long, curiously touched his hand on its own accord.
Ability Template Collected: [Will Power Entity Ion Shark Template: 7 Million]
"It's done..."
As he touched it, seeing the ability template collected, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The unprecedented price of seven million ability points did not scare him. UU Reading
In fact, if he could gain the power of will power, gaining a mental cheat, these ability points were nothing.
The Ion Shark suddenly shook its head, breaking contact with Ron's finger. It swam backward, moving away from Ron, and continued to swim in the Water on its own.
"Don't you like my will?"
Ron lowered his hand, his eyes subtly moving.
Not gaining the Ion Shark's approval and becoming Ion was indeed not unexpected.
The Lantern Beasts born from the seven emotional spectrum powers, although they were said to be the embodiment of various emotional powers, their power could only be partially unleashed by residing in someone else's body.
Those who were possessed and coexisted with the Ion Shark were called Ion.
Becoming Ion instantly granted extremely powerful abilities, far surpassing ordinary Green Lanterns, and even capable of fighting on par with Superboy-Prime, who was much stronger than a normal Superman.
Although the Ion Shark looked like a shark, it was actually a benevolent energy life form.
While Ron's will was strong, will also had good and bad aspects. Some villains' wills were terrifyingly steadfast; they could plot evil for thousands of years or unblinkingly slaughter entire star systems and the Universe.
His will couldn't be called evil, but it certainly wasn't good either.
The Ion Shark had no intention of possessing him and coexisting with him.
Ron didn't feel it mattered in the slightest.
"To be called Ion, you have to give up part of your body's control to the symbiotic Ion Shark."
This was something he absolutely could not accept.
He didn't hesitate at all, made no further attempts, and turned to leave.
Inside the Power Battery.
Ron's figure appeared. He looked up and saw the entire Green Lantern Corps, smiling softly.
"It's quite lively."