Starting With Batman

As a well-known second-generation tech mogul in the comic circle, Bruce Wane naturally possessed an arsenal of cutting-edge gadgets. The Bat plane, Bat submarine, Bat chariot, Bat boat, Bat glider, and Bat Motorcycle all displayed his limitless ingenuity. Charlie had no doubt that if Master Wayne deemed it necessary, he might even have a Bat tricycle and Bat skates stashed away somewhere.

Airplanes were reasonably standard equipment for Batman. In past Arkham Knight games, Batman could summon chariots at will, but in this game, the options extended to aircraft and submarines. Charlie received guidance during the novice tutorial on the first day. Players could choose two types of Batmobiles, one submarine type, and two fighter jets before heading into battle. During the battle, pressing the E key summoned the specified vehicle for support.

At the moment, the scene in front of Ivan looked like something straight out of a high-octane action film.

The Bat-fighter climbed rapidly, like a black crow soaring into the sky at high speed. A gorgeous blue flame trailed behind it, and when the trajectory of the flame reflected in Ivan's retina, the fighter jet had already vanished from its previous position. The operation mode of the Bat-fighter was akin to the Batmobile in the "Arkham Knight" game but with more functions and a different operational feel.

Approaching the target at breakneck speed, Charlie activated three different weapon systems simultaneously, locking onto the target with precision thanks to the game system's shooting assistance, and went full salvo!

Wayne Group's special cannon, Bat Fighter-customized tactical missiles, and DC Universe's unique black technology penetrating bombs fired at super high speed, delivering an onslaught of utterly devastating firepower.

Despite Batman's adherence to a strict no-kill creed, his arsenal was formidable. His conventional weapons were non-lethal, designed for field control and interference. But that didn't mean he lacked lethal firepower. Batman simply refrained from killing "people."

As a member of the Justice League, Batman frequently joined his superpowered friends in battling alien fleets, space monsters, and other extraordinary threats. Against non-human entities, he was merciless, even capable of slaughtering 'true' gods.

As a mortal caught in divine battles, Batman's challenges were immense. What made it harder were his immortal teammates, whose overwhelming power was often paired with baffling incompetence. The Justice League members were like gods, capable of performing miraculous feats. They could move planets, survive the sun's core, and defy all physical laws. Yet, whenever they assembled, their collective IQ seemed to plummet.

Even Superman, beloved for his intellect, had his share of brilliant moments in personal comics. The super brain was no joke. Yet, in the Justice League, they often made decisions that left Batman facepalming in frustration. The group's dynamics forced Batman to develop his own extraordinary abilities. The lethal weapons of the Bat Fighter were designed for alien warships and super monsters, their firepower unmatched.

This wave of full-fire bombing caused the monster to emit black smoke and shrink in size. Black matter exploded from its body, disintegrating into a black mist. The continuous explosions painted the sky with gorgeous fireworks.

The crazed laughter on the street ceased abruptly. The lunatics stopped attacking, dropping to the ground and covering their heads in pain, screaming in agony. Ivan, trying to prevent further bloodshed by incapacitating attackers, saw this and felt a spark of hope.

It worked. The twisted monster was the source of the infection on this street. Attacking it directly interfered with its control over people's minds. If they waited for headquarters to send reinforcements, it might be too late.

For now, only the black bird circling the sky could achieve this. The monster's attention shifted to the Bat Fighter. Thick tentacles shot upward, piercing through the air with precision toward the Batwing.

But the Batwing, with a burst of tail flames from one side, executed an impossibly swift lateral movement. The tentacles missed, slicing through the afterimage of the fighter. Ivan was stunned. He hadn't learned to fly a plane, but he had enough knowledge to know that what he witnessed was beyond the realm of possibility. Instant propulsion, evasive maneuvers like, the f*ck... was this even an airplane? And what kind of pilot could execute such moves?

Of course, this was just his overthinking. For Charlie, it was merely a matter of pressing the arrow key and Shift. The Bat Fighter performed more gravity-defying maneuvers, dodging tentacles and launching attacks. It could halt mid-air like a helicopter, bombard targets at will, and reverse direction instantaneously.

As the battle raged, a shell exploded above the monster's head. The relentless assault had reduced it further. Endless ice crystals descended from a freezing bomb, covering the monster. In its weakened state, it could not resist becoming an ice sculpture.

Ivan was bewildered. What kind of weapon could freeze such a large target in seconds? Was this a freezing spell disguised as technology?

The technology for this warhead was sponsored by Gotham villain Freeze – though not voluntarily. Freeze had extensively researched freezing technology, even developing a freezing anti-aircraft gun capable of freezing entire cities, as shown in the 1997 Batman movie.

The Bat Fighter hovered mid-air, all machine guns locking onto the target. Frozen and defenseless, the monster was vulnerable. The final full volley expended all ammunition, shattering the frozen monster into pieces.

Ivan watched the fireworks of destruction and the Bat Fighter in awe. He should have been relieved, but his emotions were complex. What kind of airplane was that?

But it wasn't over. Ivan's tense nerves were about to relax when he noticed something. The threat wasn't eliminated yet.

Laughter echoed through the city, crazy and hysterical, mocking the world. The monster's dark phantom rose into a whirlwind, a pitch-black and transparent storm sweeping across the city streets.

It was the spiritual body. The physical monster was gone, but its spirit remained powerful and vengeful.

"Damn, truly the embodiment of a lingering ghost," Ivan cursed under his breath.

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