Marvel: The Sole Player

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If Bruce were on the scene right now and saw Bane in this posture, he would definitely feel a chill down his spine.

This was the exact starting move Bane used back when he broke his spine.

That strike had caused his spine to fracture, paralyzed his lower limbs, and forced him to spend the darkest days of his life in a wheelchair.

If not for his willpower, which far exceeded that of an ordinary person, and a subsequent series of treatments and rehabilitation training that could be called medical miracles, he would probably have needed Alfred to help him change diapers for the rest of his life.

And now, Bane was preparing to recreate that iconic scene that had made him famous, offering Darian the same "chiropractic service" as Batman.

A fierce light flared in Bane’s eyes. He clamped his thick arms tightly around Darian, then suddenly raised his right knee and smashed it with all his might toward the middle of Darian’s spine.

Bang!

Crack—!

A crisp sound of bone shattering exploded in the empty ruins.

However, Darian, whose spine had been struck by the knee, did not change his expression, not even frowning.

Instead, it was Bane who let out a muffled grunt. The arms locking Darian loosened involuntarily, and his entire body tilted uncontrollably to the side.

His right leg was curled in a very awkward way, blood seeping from his knee, and the bone inside was already completely shattered.

Darian landed steadily. Right in front of Bane, he reached behind his Batman suit and pulled out an Adamantium plate.

The surface of the metal plate shimmered with a cold luster, so smooth that not even a dent remained.

Darian curled his finger and flicked the plate three times, making a crisp clanging sound.

He grinned at Bane: "This is my back protector, made of Adamantium, specifically designed to protect the spine."

Bane: "..."

This metal plate was the Adamantium material Darian had automatically picked up back at Stryker’s experiment Base.

Darian knew Bane was a master of "chiropractic," so while fighting him earlier, he had quietly tucked this Adamantium plate into the back of his Batman suit.

Facts proved this preparation was quite farsighted.

No matter how strong Bane’s power was, it was impossible to break through the defense of Adamantium. The effect of that knee strike was no different from an ordinary person slamming into a solid steel plate with full force.

Under the immense reaction force, Bane’s right leg was scrapped on the spot. He could only rely on his left leg to barely support his body, his whole person swaying, unable to even stand steady.

Darian would certainly not miss this opportunity to beat a drowning dog.

He lunged forward and unleashed a series of low-angle sweep kicks at Bane’s only remaining left leg.

The main point was to kick that good leg hard.

Bane was extremely frustrated, and even his IQ, which had been lowered by the Venom, briefly returned online. In his heart, he cursed this unsportsmanlike Batman eight hundred times.

He roared and swung his fist in retaliation, but Darian just tilted his body slightly to dodge easily, followed by another round of dense low sweeps, his target locked on his remaining left leg.

Dragging a scrapped right leg, Bane couldn’t move his feet at all, let alone dodge.

After taking seven or eight kicks, his left leg also lost sensation. His knees buckled, and his massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Impossible, how can Batman be this strong!?"

Bane’s eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief.

He deeply suspected that this Batman was cheating, and he already had proof.

"Because I’m Batman."

It really is poisonous!

As he spoke, he crouched down, grabbed the Venom tubes connected to Bane’s body, and pulled hard.

Sshhh—!

Several tubes were ripped off, and dark green Venom splattered everywhere.

Bane let out a shrill scream, and his body began to twitch violently.

Without the continuous supply of Venom, the intense withdrawal reaction swept over him instantly. Every inch of his muscles was spasming uncontrollably, and he curled into a ball.

That originally mountain-like figure shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually returning to the physique of a normal person.

Darian looked at Bane’s miserable state and shook his head: "After all, you’re just a tech soldier built by popping pills, flashy and insubstantial. Unlike me, who built up my strength step by step through hard work and adding points. The difference is clear."

Bane no longer had the strength to resist, and Darian tied him up like a rice dumpling in no time.

The next moment, the system’s notification sound rang in his mind.

[Task "Gotham Needs Batman" completed]

[Calculating rewards...]

[Rewards as follows: EXP +30000, Free Attribute Points *7, Anchor Shard *5, Skill "Indomitable Will", Item "Batmobile", Item "Kryptonite", Equipment "Batman Suit"]

[Skill: Indomitable Will (Your spirit does not fall, your body does not fall. You can burn spiritual power to lock your health bar. Before your spiritual power is exhausted, you will not die even if you take fatal damage)]

[Item: Batmobile (Built-in detachable Bat-motorcycle, equipped with machine guns, missiles, smoke bombs, and other weapons. Supports automatic driving and remote control. Essential for showing off; once you drive it out, you are the coolest guy on the street)]

[Item: Kryptonite (The fatal weakness of Kryptonians, an essential item for Batman)]

[Equipment: Batman Suit (Both offensive and defensive, built-in utility belt, Bat-cowl, Bat-cape, and a full set of equipment. Possesses various auxiliary functions, comes with a phlegm-clearing voice changer. Note: This equipment has no protection at the chin; Black people should use with caution)]

Good guy, the task rewards are all Batman merchandise.

Truly worthy of being DC’s own daddy; even the game system is so giving, the prestige is maxed out.

The Batmobile, this thing is indeed cool, and Darian has coveted it for a long time.

He hadn’t made a move before, mainly because he was worried that half the weight of Batman’s Batmobile was monitors and trackers; otherwise, Batman would have had to take a taxi home long ago.

Speaking of which, there was still a car lying in his game warehouse that he hadn’t used—the HYDRA sports car from Red Skull.

It’s just that the car was too eye-catching in the Marvel Universe; as soon as the logo was revealed, it would immediately get a five-star wanted level, so he never had the chance to use it.

Now that he was in the DC World, no one would care about that HYDRA logo, so it was the perfect time to find an opportunity to take it out for a joyride.

Kryptonite, no need to introduce this; it’s Superman’s biggest weakness.

As long as they get close to this greenish stone, basically any Kryptonian will become incredibly weak, even ordinary people would have a chance to solo a Kryptonian.

However, Kryptonite is extremely rare and basically priceless.

The funny thing is, Superman was afraid he would lose control one day, so he personally gave Batman a precious piece of Kryptonite to stop him when necessary.

Batman was deeply moved by Superman’s trust, solemnly accepted the Kryptonite, and then turned around and threw it into his Kryptonite warehouse, which contained a whole warehouse of Kryptonite.

It is no exaggeration to say that Batman has stored almost ninety percent of the Kryptonite on Earth, to the point where Superman’s nemesis Rex Luthor couldn’t even find Kryptonite to use against Superman.

Darian didn’t have such severe paranoia as Batman, but it never hurts to be prepared.

Maybe there will really be a chance to beat up Superman with this Kryptonite in the future; saying that out loud would be much more prestigious than beating up Batman.

He suddenly patted his head: "No, why would I have such villainous thoughts? I’m a five-star good citizen. It must be this suit influencing me; after all, that Bat-kid loves hitting people in his own camp."

As for the Batman suit, there’s nothing to say about it; from now on, he wouldn’t have to wear Batman’s second-hand goods.

Compared to these, Darian was more concerned about the new skill.

Indomitable Will!

This skill actually has the same effect as Batman’s willpower.

As long as the spiritual power is strong enough, one can keep locking health and not die.

In other words, Darian now has two lives; unless someone can empty both his health and spiritual power at the same time, he can achieve true immortality.

"It really has to be Batman; this reward is truly rich."

Darian nodded with satisfaction, then opened his personal panel.

[Player: Darian]

[Level: 27 (54000/92000)]

[Attributes: Strength 111, Agility 70, Constitution 70, Spirit 70]

[Available Free Attribute Points: 11]

Adding the 4 free attribute points from the task of stopping the Arkham Asylum riot, Darian now had a total of 11 free attribute points to allocate.

Having just despised Bane for taking shortcuts to gain strength, he now waved his hand with high spirits.

"System, add points for me!"

The next moment, Darian’s attribute panel updated accordingly.

[Attributes: Strength 113, Agility 73, Constitution 73, Spirit 73]

"All four attributes breaking one hundred is just around the corner!"

Darian looked at the soaring attributes and was very expectant.

Just then, Police sirens came from afar.

Just like in all movies, the Police always show up after things are over.

Darian didn’t want to run into acquaintances at the Gotham City Police Department, so after sending a few messages to the Police as a reminder, he hid in the darkness and disappeared.

Gotham was exceptionally noisy tonight, with sirens blaring non-stop in the streets.

Many citizens were woken up by the commotion outside, listened fuzzily for a moment, and then turned over to continue sleeping.

Gothamites have always had strong psychological quality in this regard and were long used to it; there was nothing to be surprised about.

Except for Darian, the officer on administrative leave, all other Gotham Police officers were busy running off their feet.

All officers were rushing everywhere to clean up the mess and suppress the chain of chaos caused by the Arkham Asylum riot.

The problem was that there wasn’t enough manpower.

The Gotham City Police Department was chronically understaffed, and tonight’s scale of chaos thinned out the Police force to the limit; only one patrol car could be allocated to several blocks.

Without the suppression of numbers, those rioters weren’t afraid of the Police at all.

Seeing Police cars coming, some people couldn’t even be bothered to run, continuing to smash, loot, and burn.

There were even arrogant gang members who, right in front of the officers, pulled out a butterfly knife, spun it between their fingers, and provoked the Police.

Harvey saw this scene, and his eyes lit up.

Without a word, he pulled out his service weapon and fired a continuous volley at the other party, emptying the magazine directly.

The whole scene went silent.

Harvey quickly switched to a look of deep grief: "I can’t be blamed for this; you all saw it, he pulled a weapon, and our personal safety was seriously threatened."

"In such a critical situation, according to the regulations, I can only empty the magazine to eliminate the threat. When I get back, I will take the initiative to submit a report to the Director and apply for administrative leave to cooperate with the internal investigation."

Everyone: "..."

That guy pulled out a folding pocket knife, you were more than ten meters apart, what kind of threat were you facing?

Who doesn’t know that within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate!

However, other officers were thoughtful upon hearing this, and the way they looked at these rioters instantly changed.

Their eyes no longer held the usual exhaustion and helplessness, only a longing for administrative leave.

Harvey’s operation spread through the Police communicator to the entire Gotham City Police Department immediately.

As a result, Gotham’s criminals suddenly discovered that the Gotham Police officers tonight seemed to have collectively gone crazy, each turning into a Gotham Gun God, pulling out their guns and emptying magazines at the slightest disagreement, with extremely aggressive methods.

Facing this group of insane Gotham Police officers, the criminals were immediately scared, no longer daring to provoke the Police, and immediately hugged their heads and lay down, fearing that they would suffer acute heavy metal poisoning if they were a second late.

Just like that, the originally escalating chaos gradually subsided.

Only Gordon sat in the Director’s office, looking at the pile of administrative leave applications on his desk like a mountain, remaining silent.

Meanwhile, news of Batman defeating multiple supervillains also spread in Gotham.

The urban legends about Batman became even more bizarre.

Some said Batman was not a human at all, but a superhuman.

He could be immune to fire, punch through walls with his bare hands, and could teleport anytime, anywhere, appearing in every corner of the city in one night.

Some said Batman was a monster in human skin, and under that bat exterior, there was actually an unspeakable thing covered in tentacles.

He fed on sin, so every time he only beat criminals half to death, all for the sake of sustainable development; after the criminals were fattened up, he would come back to harvest them again.

Some said there wasn’t just one Batman, maybe there were three.

For a time, there were many different opinions.

Besides that, some people questioned Batman’s character.

According to the tearful accusations of several unnamed Arkham inmates, Batman was not a Guardian of justice at all, but a dishonest, morally corrupt, perverted, despicable... villain, and his usual silent, aloof, and mysterious appearance was all an act.

Of course, these were all one-sided words from criminals, with a high degree of slander, and basically, not many people believed them.

Darian didn’t care about this.

At this time, he was checking his side quest.

[Objective: Become a Superhero, the nemesis of evil, and resolve three major crises (0/3)]

After the chaos in Gotham ended, there was still no movement in the task progress.

Obviously, tonight’s events did not count as a major crisis.

Thinking about it, it makes sense; no matter how chaotic Gotham gets, it couldn’t affect other cities, let alone the entire Earth. Moreover, tonight’s event was truly routine in Gotham; maybe it happens every few days, so it couldn’t be counted as a crisis at all.

Darian was a bit troubled: "So, where exactly should I find a major crisis?"