My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Eric is searching for Emiko's whereabouts in Oak Town.

And the leader of the world's largest evil organization - Omega, has discovered Eric's existence.

Da da da!

On the desolate and deserted streets, a man in a gray windbreaker and hat was slowly walking alone.

When he walked to a deserted street, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching from far away.

He looked back down the alley and saw a large man walking towards him.

No, that's not walking, it's more like the crawling of a beast on all fours.

The person who came was none other than Gotham's long-lost villain—Bane.

His head was covered with a mask, revealing only his scarlet eyes.

His limbs were strong, and his muscles protruded explosively, as if he couldn't bear the weight of his big body and bent slightly.

The poison that could give him strength that he carried on his back in the past was replaced by a living person—a scarecrow!

The scarecrow was carried on Bane's back, and the two became one.

Compared to Bane's exploding bulk, the scarecrow was particularly thin at the moment.

A sack was placed over his head, and his hands were stretched out vertically.

The arm has been transformed into a machine, and the five fingers have become sharp needle tubes, shining with a slight cold light.

The most frightening and unacceptable thing is that the scarecrow's lower body has disappeared!

It seems to have been completely removed by some technology!

Therefore, he lost his lower body and had to rely on Bane to walk.

A strange combination slowly walked up to the person in the gray windbreaker.

"Gordon! You did a bad thing, a very bad thing."

A hoarse voice came from the Scarecrow's throat.

"Bane? Scarecrow?"

After seeing the visitor,

Gordon opened his mouth in surprise.

Walking on the streets was the police chief of Gotham, James Gordon, before the world was destroyed.

He took off his hat and looked at Baine and the Scarecrow in astonishment.

Gordon, with gray hair and cloudy eyes, seemed to have aged decades.

He quickly drew a pistol from his belt and pointed it at the two.

"Stand back! I warn you!"

Gordon's finger was on the trigger, ready to fire a bullet at any moment.

"You just won't leave."

The scarecrow jumped off Bane's back and squirmed on the ground.

That weird posture, like the upper body of a severed corpse crawling on the ground, shocked Director Gordon to take a step back, with goosebumps on his back.

"You just can't get away, can you? Keep a low profile and keep quiet...is that hard for you?"

The scarecrow sounded like a harsh warning from its mouth.

Gordon was silent for a moment. "He sent you, then? Himself?"

"Call him Omega! Don't call him by the name you are familiar with. He said he will tell you that he will give you one last chance and return to Gotham. He will accept you and make you stronger."

Gordon sneered. "Like he did to you two?"

The scarecrow crawling on the ground didn't seem to notice Gordon's ridicule, he continued: "That's right, cut off the redundant parts, so... what do you think?"

"snort!"

Gordon snorted coldly, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, "Omega is already crazy, I won't make a deal with a lunatic. The thing I want to do most now is to finish smoking this cigarette... ..."

He took a few deep breaths, pointed the pistol at Bane, and pulled the trigger violently.

"Just let you two bastards go to hell!"

boom!

The bullet shot out, hitting Bane in the chest.

The expected blood did not rush out.

Instead, green smoke floated from the wound.

The blood in Bane's body has been replaced with venom, which makes his body stronger and his physical strength has been greatly enhanced, making it reach a superhuman level.

When carrying the poison pot, after the maximum amount of poison is injected, he can lift a weight of 95 tons. Now, he can lift more than two hundred tons, which is far more than ordinary strength superheroes.

Even if Eric turned on the second form of the bat suit, he couldn't lift more than two hundred tons of weight.

But Omega's transformation of Bain is not completely positive.

Bane was completely transformed into a war machine. He lost his emotions, without his own reason and emotion, and became a weapon only for killing.

Perhaps in the eyes of Omega, thinking, emotion and language abilities are redundant to Bane, so they cut them off.

Gordon looked at the green blood splattered from Bane's chest, and was stunned for a moment.

But the Scarecrow would not let go of this opportunity, jumped up from the ground, and pierced the back of Gordon's neck with the five needle tubes that made up his fingers.

Gordon felt only a stabbing pain in the back of his neck.

He turned his head and looked at the scarecrow who had fallen to the ground, "You...what did you do to me?"

"Do what I asked them to do, Gordon!"

A man covered in black armor came from the direction of the alley.

The armor perfectly outlines his powerful and explosive muscles.

From the feet to the head, the red lines formed a weird Ω symbol.

He walked towards Gordon step by step.

The scarecrow next to him hurriedly lowered his head, "Long live Omega!"

The person who came was the Omega who frightened the entire wasteland world!

"I know what you did, Gordon, you conspired with Winters to rebel against my rule, and you also attracted Batman from another world. I know everything you and the rebels have done... .”

Omega gently put his hand on Gordon's shoulder, "But no matter which world's Batman it is, I will destroy him! Your plan will not succeed!"

Gordon was already feeling dizzy for a while, and his eyes went black for a while. He shook his head and stared at Omega, "I...I know who you are! You have lost the original belief, and the bat Xia... will overthrow your rule, because he still has that belief..."

"Shhhhhh!"

Omega made a silent movement, he approached Gordon, and said softly: "I have something to tell you, you did it!"

"I... what did I do?" Gordon was puzzled.

Omega patted Gordon on the shoulder, "Look, Gotham has returned to peace, the whole city has returned to normal from the riots, there is no killing, no crime, and every citizen can wander the streets with a smile on their faces... ...."

Gordon seemed to have really seen the scene depicted by Omega, he muttered to himself: "This...is this true?"

After a while, he had a smile on his face, "I saw it, I really saw it, a beautiful city will emerge from this hell, a group of amazing people. I saw it, the people I sacrificed for it, the past living a life of peace, value, abundance and happiness. I saw that I was worshiped as a god in their hearts, in the hearts of their children and grandchildren, and generations of children and grandchildren..."

He muttered these words and fell to the ground with a plop.

He gradually lost his breath, and his pupils lost their light.

Gordon's body gradually cooled, and he finally died in the city he dreamed of.