Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

Yes, Bane, the muscular brother who had a close relationship with Mr. Bat, and the deadly killer under the Shadow Warriors Alliance, died miserably.

No one knows what happened. Bane always makes Batboy feel troubled every time he appears in Gotham, but...that photo is undoubtedly telling the little birds that there is one less opponent in the Bat family.

I didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

But Tim and Jason only feel that things are getting more and more complicated at this moment. This photo is obviously a scene in a human laboratory, and according to what they know, Bane’s most valuable experimental The thing was nothing more than the Titan venom flowing in his body. That thing strengthened Bain's body, but it also made him addicted.

Imagine that a mysterious person or organization obtained Bane's body, conducted an autopsy experiment on Bane's body, and extracted the formula for Titan venom...

I'm afraid there will be a lot of muscular guys in Gotham in the future... Wait.

It seems that it has already appeared, doesn't it?

"Mutated version of Claw..."

Tim said softly with an ugly face. It was obvious that as Batman's best student in detective skills, he had already connected things through the intelligence collected tonight.

What the League of Shadow Warriors and the Court of Owls have in common is that they both possess a large amount of Dionysian factor, but the purity is different. As an important member of the Shadow Warrior Alliance, Bane undoubtedly has the authority to use the Lazarus Pool. The excess Titan venom in his body should also be compatible with the Lazarus Pool water rich in Dionysian factors.

The Court of Owls is the biggest suspect in Bane's murder!

And those corpses soaked in green liquid, do you even need to think about it?

That's the whole process of transforming a corpse into a sharp claw using the Dionysian factor solution!

But... why are the photos of the Court of Owls in the Geek Gang's stronghold?

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In Gotham City, a dark red afterimage constantly shuttles through various urban areas, and on Arkham Island, there are already large piles of bombs.

"Young Gift Crab, I have never run for so long when I was in Central City..." Wally put down the last clown bomb, lifted up the mask of his suit, wiped the sweat and breathed some air, he said with a headache. "I'm starving to death..."

"Red Hood, this is Kid Flash. The bombs have been concentrated on Arkham Island. When will they be detonated?"

"Right now." Jason's voice sounded in the communication channel, "Let's solve it as soon as possible... These bombs will pose a threat to Gotham if they exist for one second longer."

"Copy that." Wally jumped on the spot and moved his aching limbs, and golden lightning clung to his body. "To be honest, I have never missed Mr. Alfred's craftsmanship so much. …I feel like I’m so hungry right now that I could eat a whole yak.”

"Break!"

The dark red afterimage began to spin in place, getting faster and faster. The lightning focused on Wally's arms. He suddenly swung his arm towards the bomb pile, and two bolts of lightning shot straight towards the bomb like javelins. And Wally had gained enough acceleration and rushed straight towards the bridge connecting Arkham and Gotham!

"BOOM!!!"

The sky-high flames were accompanied by huge explosion clouds, and the explosions that resounded through the sky could be heard even several kilometers away.

From the extreme speed perspective, Wally was running as hard as he could, because the explosion was so fast, and the flames and impact caused by the explosion were only one step away from him!

"Fuck! Fuck! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Wally has never run so fast.

He even felt that his dynamic vision could no longer keep up with his speed, because he seemed to be hallucinating. When moving at high speed, he seemed to see three figures in front of him who were also running at high speed, but their figures Very unreal...

The person in the bright red tights with lightning bolt decoration is obviously Barry.

The other one, wearing a yellow tights with a completely opposite color scheme to Barry's, was obviously Albert Swann, also known as Professor Speed, also known as Reverse Flash.

As for the third one... I have never seen it before, he is also a speedster. His suit is also mainly red, but he wears a helmet that looks like a bullet. The suit has clear lines and looks very aggressive. .

And this speedster, whom he has never seen before, seems to be cooperating with Reverse Flash and chasing Barry...

"This is..." Wally frowned slightly. Just as he was about to catch up with the phantom in front, the three phantoms disappeared in an instant. And he finally ran to the safe zone.

Behind him, on Arkham Island, flames shot into the sky.

Wally suppressed his uneasiness and connected to the communication channel: "Red Hood, I've got it done here."

"Thank you for your hard work. Next is..."

Jason's voice rang out, but his words were only half-sent because...

"Red Hood, we have to tell Batman!" Tim's voice suddenly sounded, his voice extremely urgent, "It's Joker! Joker and the Court of Owls..."

And just when Tim was about to tell his speculation, all the display devices in Gotham City automatically turned on.

A figure wearing a black suit and a tattered sack on his head made a reverberant voice.

"It seems that someone was smart enough to gather all the bombs I arranged..."

On the streets of Gotham, traces of purple and green gas emerged from every sewer well.

The voice of Scarecrow Jonathan Crane resounded to every corner of Gotham, but his tone was not annoyed, as if he had expected it.

In fact...

The development of things was very different from what Joker expected.

"Little birds of the Bat Family, your stupid actions have made the citizens of Gotham no longer safe...hehehehehe..."

Klein's sneer was as sharp as steel needles, irritating the eardrums of Gotham citizens.

"I said that……"

"Gotham has been taken over by us a long time ago!!!"

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Five minutes ago, in the VIP suite on the second underground floor of GCPD.

Nygma was still covering his head and groaning. He looked up feebly and looked beside him. Mr. Zhou Keer, who did not want to be named, was elegantly applying hairspray on himself and changing the shape of the green hair on his head. One moment it becomes a five-pointed star, the other moment it becomes a rocket head...

"Damn blood dragon...my power...no..."

Well, poor Lord Riddler is still aggrieved by the loss of his power.

"Hee hee hee... Poor Nygma, after all these years, you are still an unqualified villain..." Joker did not look back, playing with his hair leisurely and contentedly, and the wrist that should have been broken by Chen Yan and His chest was wrapped in a bandage, but he could move freely as if nothing was wrong... He mocked with a strange smile. "Neither the God of the Outsiders nor the Killer Blood Dragon is from this world. Trusting either party is a sign of trance. Your power that appears out of thin air and does not require a price is definitely not worth cherishing... "

"Do you know what the most important qualities of a good villain are?"

"Wha...what..." Nygma raised his head with difficulty and asked doubtfully.

"Oh, poor Nygma, I have always believed in one thing..." At this time, Joker had straightened out the messy green hair and carried it behind his head. He grinned, turned around and opened his arms. Mimicking...the classic actions of God in the Bible. "Human nature is complex, so as a qualified villain, the most important trait is..."

"Don't believe anyone."