American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 1101 The Day Darkness Descends
Kendra is planning to travel to the place of eternal sleep—the tomb of Hawkman Carter Hall.

However, Bruce had already arrived ahead of time.

In Egypt's Valley of the Kings, the scorching sun bakes the sand until it's scalding hot, and the air distorts in the heatwave, as if time itself becomes viscous and slows down.

An unmarked tomb, hidden deep beneath ancient rock formations, exudes a chilling cold.

This is the final resting place of Pharaoh Khufu.

Bruce stood alone in the main burial chamber of the tomb, his bat costume covered in dust, his face beneath the mask etched with weariness.

Bruce's gaze, as if drawn by a magnet, locked onto an object hanging on the wall in front of him.

It was an ancient-looking meteor hammer with spikes.

In the dim light of the tomb, the meteor hammer emitted an undeniable metallic luster, the faint glow unique to N metal.

According to the ancient legends pieced together by Bruce and reading Hawkman Carter Hall's diary, this meteor hammer is the legendary weapon that defeated Barbatos.

Bruce already knew the general story of the Dark Multiverse and Barbatos, having read Hawkman Carter Hall's diary.

According to the diary, the dawn of humanity was not an idyllic pastoral era.

Three tribes live on this vast land: the wolf tribe, which values ​​pack life and hunting; the bear tribe, which believes in strength and resilience; and the eagle tribe, which seeks vision and the sky.

Until Has Set, the founder of the Judah tribe who betrayed humanity, also known as the progenitor of the Bat tribe, arrived with shadows and betrayal.

In a battle that determined their fate, Hasse Set used a blade forged from N metal to brutally murder the chief of the Eagle Tribe and his wife, casting their souls into an endless cycle of reincarnation and constant fighting—these are the future Hawkman and Hawkgirl.

Hass Set himself, after death, also fell into this cycle, becoming their eternal and relentless enemy.

In the first life of ancient Egypt, the chieftain of the Eagle Tribe and his wife were reincarnated as Prince Khufu and Triaya, while Has Set was their seemingly loyal servant.

Together they witnessed the crash of a spaceship from the alien race Tanagar, whose hull was made of a strange N metal.

Hasse Set once again stabbed Khufu and Triaya in the back with an N-metal dagger, ending their lives and casting a vicious curse that blocked their memories of their past lives, ensuring the curse of reincarnation would continue.

Fast forward to the modern era, and archaeologist Carter Hall (Hawkman) and his wife, Sheila Hall (Hawkgirl), once again embark on a journey to uncover the mysteries of N metal.

Carter discovers that N metal is an energy conductor from another dimension, and is even more horrified to discover its fateful connection to the four major tribes at the dawn of humanity.

He rallied allies, contacted the Council of Immortals, and ultimately revealed that he originated from the Eagle Tribe and that his mission was to protect the Earth from the eternal darkness that the Bat Tribe sought to bring.

Carter then used Haas Set's N-metal dagger to forcibly open a rift to the Dark Multiverse.

In the depths of darkness, he glimpsed a pair of terrifying, enormous eyes that had waited for endless years—Barbatos.

Carter led an expedition into the darkness, but they vanished without a trace, as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

His last message was a plea to the allies of the Council of the Immortals to permanently seal the rift and never open it again.

Ultimately, this diary, which recorded the desperate exploration, fell into the hands of Bruce Wayne.

"Was what I did... right or wrong?"

Bruce finished reminiscing about the contents of Hawkman's Diary, looked up at the cold air, and uttered a question that was almost a whisper.

The weight of loneliness almost crushed him.

Bruce knew that the metals gathered within him—the amber gold of the Court of Owls, the Dionysus metal that seeped in during his final battle with the Joker, the polonium he used to study Brainiac's technological contacts, and the N metal buried deep in the Batcave—made him a living beacon, a perfect vessel prepared for Barbatos's arrival.

I don't know if it's right or wrong for me to act alone without consulting my godfather.

"What you're doing is definitely wrong."

A voice rang out from behind him without warning.

Bruce whirled around, and the muscle fibers of his bat suit instantly tensed.

To his astonishment, several figures appeared at the entrance to the tomb.

Ah Zu crossed his arms, his face showing his usual arrogance and dissatisfaction.

Clark stared at him, his eyes filled with confusion and worry.

Diana Prince, holding the Vulcan sword, looks solemn.

And then there's Raven, who took off her hood and glared at him unhappily.

Raven took out the humiliation she felt from being tricked by the clay figure on Bruce and wished she could smack him on the head right then and there.

Clark looked at the surprised Bruce, took a deep breath, and stepped forward to ask him, "Bruce, what happened? What made you stop believing in the Godfather and us?"

Raven narrowed her eyes upon hearing this, looking at him with a serious expression.

Facing four extremely important family members in his life, Bruce's tense nerves seemed to relax a little.

Azu frowned and asked him, "What exactly happened, Bruce? After we separated?"

Bruce gazed at Azu, took a deep breath of the decaying air in the tomb, and slowly recounted everything that happened after he parted ways with Azu on Shadow Isle and returned to Gotham.

He recounted how he continuously monitored anomalous energy signals worldwide, how he collaborated with Mr. Excellence, and how they ultimately obtained the crucial Hawkman Diary.

Later, deep within the Batcave, Bruce awakened a contingency protocol he had secretly created called "Final Invention"—a mad creation that ensured there would always be Batman in Gotham, a machine incorporating Brother Eye technology.

It was this "final invention" that, under certain conditions, awakened some of his memories that had been sealed away by the influence of Dionysus metal.

The moment he was awakened, his mind was flooded with countless horrific images—thousands of Batmen from the Dark Multiverse being slaughtered and twisted in various brutal ways.

Bruce speculated that it was the magical properties of Dionysus metal that caused his brain to make a brief, catastrophic connection with the Dark Multiverse at that moment, allowing him to personally experience the cruelty of the Dark Multiverse's hunting grounds.

He saw Batman in the Dark Multiverse and knew that all the calamities originated from himself.

Combined with Hawkman's diary, Bruce now fully understands.

Everything originates from oneself.

After explaining all this, Bruce solemnly took out a book from his seemingly heavy backpack.

The book cover is made of some kind of dark metal or leather, engraved with ever-changing, eerie symbols that seem to have a life of their own, exuding an unsettling chill.

"The Dark Book?!"

Raven exclaimed in shock, "Bruce, how did you get it?"

Last time in the Marvel universe, when fighting against the corrupted Wanda and Black Strange, Raven didn't notice the book's whereabouts, and unexpectedly it ended up in Bruce's hands. Bruce said calmly, "It's a long story, I'll explain it to you when I have the chance. This book contains powerful magic that transcends dimensions, and it can help me go back to the past."

He gazed at the Dark Book in his hands. "I invited many magicians, as well as Constantine, to help me study the mysteries of this book and obtain magical power that transcends time and space."

“I need to go back to the beginning, to stop Hasse Set before he first raised his sword, to stop the birth of the Bat Tribe, and to break this cursed chain at its root.”

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the four people, his eyes filled with a sense of farewell.

"Clark, Diana, Raven... and Azu, please take good care of Alfred, take good care of Dick, and... Godfather, please tell him I'm sorry, I can never repay him in this lifetime."

Bruce's voice trembled, "I hope you, and everyone on the farm... can always be safe and have a happy life. I... I'm so sorry."

After saying that, he turned around abruptly, about to use the power of the Dark Book to embark on a dangerous journey through time and space.

“Bruce, wait!” Clark called out urgently.

Just as Bruce was about to use the power of the Dark Book to travel back in time—

"Get out of there right now, Batman!"

A sharp, terrified female voice exploded in everyone's minds.

It's Kendra's voice.
Kendra arrived just in time at the crucial moment.

"That's not the real Khufu's Tomb. I destroyed Khufu's Tomb decades ago. This is a fake tomb, Batman. It's a trap. You're in the final resting place of the evil wizard Has Seth!"

As if to confirm her warning, the walls around the tomb, covered with ancient hieroglyphs, suddenly erupted with thick, inky dark energy.

These energies, like living tentacles, swiftly coiled around Bruce, who was closest to them.

At the same time, the ground cracked open, and countless thorny vines, like black tree roots with sharp tips, burst out of the soil and stabbed fiercely at Bruce's bat suit.

"Ugh!"

Bruce let out a muffled groan as his suit was instantly pierced.

The thorns not only physically pierced him, but also frantically drained his life force, injecting a decadent aura into his veins.

Before Raven and her three companions could react to what was happening, they were suddenly entangled in a viscous liquid and unable to move.

At the same time, three figures shrouded in heavy hooded robes emerged from the shadows like ghosts.

The men's robes were embroidered with a strange totem combining owls and bats, and they held N-metal daggers that shimmered with a faint light in their hands.

The three were owl priests, executors of the ancient doctrines of the Judah tribe.

Even more alarming, three people dressed in elaborate clothes and wearing white owl masks emerged from another direction.

The mastermind behind the Court of Owls has also emerged.

Bruce stared at these people in shock, "You...you guys..."

Does it seem strange?

One of the court members said in a flat tone, “Batman…we have been watching your family for a long time. Ever since your ancestors laid the foundation in Gotham, the court has been working with the Judah tribe to guide the fate of the Wayne family, waiting for your downfall.”

Another priest glanced at Raven and the others, then said, "Also, the diary of Hawkman Carter that you read was carefully modified by us. It was a trap specifically designed to lead you here. It was the ladder we laid for you. Everything was for this moment—to welcome the arrival of the Bat God!"

Upon hearing what the other person said, Bruce was stunned.

The Eagle Man's Diary that he saw had actually been specially modified by this group of people just to lure him here?

"besides."

The priest continued, "The fifth metal you seek is the fear and determination flowing in your blood, the essence of Batman—Batmetal."

Raven, who was struggling, was stunned when she heard what the other person said.

These people really went to great lengths to hide for so long!

Raven was in a state of utter shock.

The fog dissipated instantly, only to plunge us into even deeper darkness.

The Court of Owls, this ancient force lurking in the shadows of Gotham, is actually the tribe of Judah, Barbatos's agent in this world.

They have been lying in wait for generations, distorting history and guiding destiny, all to lead Bruce Wayne, the "chosen one" who carries the bat totem, here.

Raven felt a little sorry for Peter.

She had heard her father tell the story of the extermination of the Court of Owls, but she never expected that there would still be some survivors.

Dad should have nipped the problem in the bud!
"Now, the ceremony begins."

The leading owl priest raised his dagger and began chanting blasphemous ancient incantations.

As the owl priest chanted, the ground in the center of the tomb completely transformed into a boiling pool of liquid metal, shimmering with dark red and black light.

The substance in the pool rose up like a living thing, transforming into countless viscous tentacles that wrapped around Bruce, who was bound by thorns and unable to break free. They crawled into the seams of his suit, covered his body, and began to merge him with the dark metal.

"No!"

Clark roared, his heat vision flashing red light as he tried to shoot it at the priest gate, but it was blocked by the dark energy barrier that rose from the tomb.

"Oh!"

Diana's Vulcan sword struck the barrier, unleashing a deafening roar and sending sparks flying.

Azu's eyes glowed red as he tried to use his heat vision to cut through the restraints, but to no avail.

Amidst Azu's furious roar, the Dark Gate burst open behind Bruce, who had been forcibly transformed into some kind of terrifying being.

What appeared before me was not a door in the physical sense, but a tear in the dimension of reality, a passage to a dark multiverse, filled with madness and despair.

Endless, twisted shadows of bats surged forth from it.

A powerful, evil will, like tangible darkness, enveloped the entire tomb.

Bruce's struggles grew weaker and weaker as his body was gradually covered by the cold, liquid bat metal. In the end, only a pair of eyes, filled with pain and resentment, gradually replaced by scarlet and madness, remained, gazing at Raven and Azu in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)