Even though the Titan Venom in Bane's body had a certain nerve-numbing effect, this tearing sensation of flesh and tendons still made him feel unbearable.
A low roar came from Bane's mouth. He wanted to release his grip, but Viktor's reaction was faster.
Throwing aside the two lumps of flesh in his hands, Viktor took advantage of the brief moment before Bane's hand on his throat moved away.
He suddenly raised both arms and drove all ten fingers, covered in blood, into the huge wound he had just torn open.
The IV tube behind Bane's head actually began to pump faster.
As a larger dose of Titan Venom surged in, Bane's already twisted muscles began to swell even more.
The freshly torn wounds first sprayed out large amounts of fresh blood, then the blood vessels began tightening on their own to stop the bleeding.
Bane's whole body grew taller again as the muscles expanded.
The muscles on his shoulders swelled until they were bigger than three of Viktor's heads put together.
As the only human who could survive after adapting to highly dosed Titan Venom, Bane could theoretically even lift fifteen tons.
However, this caused massive hidden damage to his body, and he didn't dare use it often.
No matter how many times Batman defeated him, Bane could recover his fighting spirit faster than anyone else and come back again.
After entering his extreme state, Bane realized in terror that 'Batman' didn't even seem to notice anything had changed.
Viktor showed no reaction, his ten fingers continuing to push deeper into Bane's wounds.
They sank in like steel nails, forcing apart the bulging, swelling muscles, and clamped around the radius bone in Bane's forearm.
Even beasts can feel fear.
Moreover, the Titan Venom only affected Bane's intelligence, but it didn't mean he could no longer think at all.
A strange fear wrapped around Bane's heart like a poisonous snake.
"You're not Batman!"
"Correct. Too bad, no prize."
Looking at the fear in Bane's eyes, Viktor felt as if the joy he had lost was starting to return.
Viktor's fingers began to tighten. As more and more crushing force went in, a creepy cracking sound came from Bane's joints.
In less than two seconds, Viktor would have torn the bones out of Bane's arm.
The Titan Venom that Bane had always been proud of could no longer give him even the slightest sense of safety in front of this demon pretending to be Batman.
But just as Viktor's smile began gradually becoming disturbing, Bane suddenly knelt down before him.
"Woo woo woo~."
The excessive Titan Venom's deformed muscle expansion even squeezed Bane's vocal cords, leaving him able to make only muffled sounds.
Bane's heavy body slammed onto the sewer floor with a loud bang.
"Tsk."
Viktor found it boring again.
This complete surrender meant the Bane no longer had any value to him as a source of enjoyment.
It was as if Bane, in his eyes, was no different from those powerless elderly, weak women, and children.
"Get lost."
With a light kick, sending Bane's massive body flying into the sewage, Viktor turned to help Nightwing up.
The two quickly disappeared into the darkness of the sewer.
Only after completely leaving the sewer did Viktor activate his earpiece and connect to Oracle's channel.
"I already drove Bane away. Nightwing was hit by some kind of nerve gas. Where should I take him for treatment now?"
Following Oracle's instructions, Viktor pulled out a device from the third tactical pocket on the left side of his waist.
He took a syringe from the side of the device, drew a small sample of Nightwing's blood, then plugged the syringe back into the device.
Finally, Viktor placed the bottom of the device on Nightwing's forehead to perform a detailed scan.
After waiting in place for a few seconds, Oracle's voice became serious.
"The nerve gas isn't the biggest problem. Bane added some kind of unknown toxic aerosol into the nerve gas."
"These tiny particles entered through his nose when he breathed them in and attached themselves to his blood vessels. After that, the aerosol entered a kind of semi-dormant state and is now slowly, continuously releasing poison."
After listening for a while, Viktor clapped his hands repeatedly, telling Oracle to stop.
"Shouldn't you give me a solution first?"
"...The Batcave probably can't handle this type of toxic aerosol. I'm sending you coordinates. Someone there can deal with it. It's best if you get Nightwing there within five minutes."
Viktor glanced at the address sent to the display screen on his arm guard, and his pupils shrank.
"New England, Ivy Town? Why the hell are we going out of the country?"
Though he said this, Viktor still grabbed Nightwing and quickly took flight.
But just as he was flying rapidly through the night sky, Oracle suddenly shouted to stop him.
"Oh! Wait, the information wasn't updated just now—here's the new address."
This time it was much more normal.
S.T.A.R. Labs, New York branch.
Vikd held the unconscious Nightwing, made a big turn in the air, and rushed toward the new address.
Oracle's apologetic voice came through the earpiece.
"Sorry, I just received the information. Dr. Palmer from Ivy Town recently went on a field assignment again, but he has a student working at S.T.A.R. Labs."
"A student? Are you sure this person's skills are good enough? By the way, what does that doctor you mentioned research? Toxic substances?"
"Microstructure and radiation. You've actually already met his student at the Batcave last time."
"Who was it?"
"The Atom."
Even though Oracle delayed him by a few seconds, Viktor still managed to bring Nightwing to the New York branch of S.T.A.R. Labs within thirty seconds.
The building looked a bit like a huge white donut from the outside.
Since awakening his force field ability, Viktor had also learned how to fly at high speed without damaging the area around him.
Normally, to avoid creating high-energy sonic booms or violent air shockwaves, Viktor would need over a minute to fly this far.
A young man who was probably woken up by Oracle's message just seconds ago looked at Viktor and Nightwing descending from the sky with some disbelief and rubbed his eyes.
"Batman? I thought you'd land using some more ninja-stealth way."
Viktor didn't respond, switching from carrying Nightwing to a princess carry.
The other person seemed to realize that this was not the time for chatting.
He quickly turned back and ran to the entrance, pushing both glass doors completely open.
On the way to the laboratory, after sneaking a glance at the silent 'Batman,' the young man still couldn't help but introduce himself.
"Um, you might not know me yet. I'm a student of Dr. Ray Palmer. My name is Ryan Choi."
The lab door opened, and a female researcher with curly light brown-blonde hair, wearing a white lab coat, was already standing by a temporarily cleared experiment table.
Viktor glanced at him with some surprise.
He had thought this young man was just a hardworking nerdy researcher staying alone in the lab, but it turned out there was also a beautiful woman there with him.
The young man seemed to understand the look in "Batman's" eyes, and his face immediately turned red.
"This is Rhonda, my teacher's assistant. She also has excellent research on microstructures."
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