What bad intentions could Batman have?.

【warn! warn! It has been detected that you are holding an anchor prop: The Clown's Crystal Coffin]

[Converted crisis energy: ∞]

?

Chen Tao almost couldn't believe his eyes.

[Synchronizing: Laughing Bat! 】

【Laughing Bat! Laughing wildly! Laughing wildly! mistake! mistake! 】

[Start emergency shielding! Emergency shield! 】

After a series of dazzling silver-white fonts flashed, the fonts on Chen Tao's retina finally returned to stability.

[Converted crisis energy: 80]

[Crisis energy units you currently hold: 164]

[Warning, downloading targetable Batman files]

【Broken Bat】

[Danger level: C]

[In a certain dark multiverse, at the end of the Knightfall event, Batman failed to defeat his disciple who fell into villainy, Jean-Paul, the Angel of Death, and Batman's identity changed hands. The Angel of Death changed his name to Saint Batman and launched a bloody dictatorial reign of terror on Gotham.

Bruce Wayne was vivisected with necessary organs preserved and forced to spend the next thirty years observing what the Angel of Death was doing to Gotham City.

After being rescued by Lady Shiva and the Sons of Bane, he was healed by a tiny bat-bot made of nanotechnology and became a cyborg. However, 30 years of torture have caused the former righteous Dark Knight Batman to completely collapse. The Broken Bat, embracing the darkness, killed the Angel of Death and all allies who stood in his way, and became the new ruler of Gotham. 】

[Do you want to consume 80 units of crisis energy immediately to synchronize? 】

Chen Tao touched his chin, and his fingertips rubbed against the butt-like ravine on Batman's chin.

The previous Joker gave him 40 Crisis Energy, but another 40 were consumed during synchronization.

This time too, he was given 80 Crisis Energy, and the new Batman given to him needed exactly 80. Unlike the previous Bane: he was given a full 103 crisis energy, but only 59 were needed to synchronize Bane's bat.

This is how it happened?

Chen Tao thought for a while and quickly ignored the question. The most important thing now is the Riddler.

……

……

……

And then...it's now.

"You crossed that line. Batman."

The Riddler was stunned.

On the TV, the lump of clown meat fell to the ground in disgust.

He repeatedly confirmed the truth with his own eyes.

"Jesus, you crossed that line!"

The Riddler cried out in sorrow and joy:

"I was wrong, I was so wrong. I thought I would have to go to great lengths to force you to kill someone. I wasn't even sure if I could do it - but in the end I suddenly discovered that I actually didn't need to do anything at all. !”

"You didn't want the clown to live at all. When I was still struggling with the routine, you smashed it on the ground like glass - you guy, you had a premeditated plan!

Oh, I love you so much, I love you so much! You aggressive, calculating murderer! "

He laughed loudly, then took a sharp breath, cutting off his laughter as if he was about to expire:

"Batman, trust me, get going, I'm familiar with this feeling, you'll have some new admirers in no time."

"No, I will not."

"Believe me, I've thought so too. But it's not up to you."

The Riddler put down his pistol neatly: "I surrender. And they..."

His eyes glanced at the ventriloquist, who was sitting silently, and at Killer Croc, who was tying up his amygdala with a rope.

"I'm so stupid. I said I wanted to break the rules, but I didn't consider this possibility at all - almost all the thugs I hired are moles!"

"The bottom line ceased to exist a long time ago. You already had these followers, didn't you?"

"They are employees." Chen Tao corrected him: "I paid them."

"You - paid them? Hahaha, Batman, I'm sorry, although I am the Riddler, and laughing is never the Riddler's characteristic, but I still think this is funny, haha, hahaha!"

The Riddler chuckled in a pompous voice.

He patted his thigh and pointed at Killer Croc: "Do you know how many employers were eaten alive by Waylon Jones? Those idiots who were not strong enough, low-level, artless, and unoriginal criminal activities——

How many times has that beast eaten alive the fools who tried to manipulate him? He is a beast. Batman, do you really think that simple money can control a beast? Do you know how many times he bit his employer to death? Do you want me to tell you how many times someone else eats two things? "

Chen Tao was very sure that the "eat" the Riddler said was a pun. He looked at Killer Croc, who gave him a shy smile, pure and harmless, like a little dog trying to please its owner. With his own eyes After witnessing Batman kill someone, he seems more submissive than before.

"Ow!"

The amygdala screamed and tried to resist. He was a manic maniac with intellectual problems. He was one of the villains of Arkham. He was hired by the Riddler and appeared here in confusion, and then——

Killer Crocodile gnawed on the opponent's shoulder, took a big bite, chewed twice, and spat on the ground.

My amygdala was so painful that I fainted.

"And Ventriloquist, do you think that no fool in Gotham over the years would think that he is not scary at all, but just a schizophrenic with a doll?"

"This is so blasphemous—"

"Oh, God, that's not very polite, Mr. Nygma—"

The words the ventriloquist was about to say were swallowed back in his throat. He saw the Riddler's eyes flashing with a faint light, as ferocious and violent as a colorful tiger.

He is a strong criminal, no doubt about it. But going head-to-head with the Riddler?

not enough.

"Shut up."

The two voices of Bat Baby and Ventriloquist were silent under the Riddler's glare. They kept looking at Chen Tao with their eyes, hoping that their master would stand up for them.

"Then, Arnold Wesker had never been a gangster before he entered Blackgate Prison.

But he learned all the gang's survival skills without any teacher, and single-handedly became the biggest gang boss in Burnley District in just three months.

What do you think is a good man who can tear off his own piece of meat? Do you know how many corpses of mob bosses were stepped on under Arnold Wesker's pink bunny-head slippers? He is a cold-blooded and cruel madman. "

"No, I'm Batman's dog. Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The ventriloquist seemed a little worried. He started barking like a dog in the room as if no one was watching, eager to prove his loyalty to his master: "I have listened to Batman now. I know that only those who listen to Batman can... I'm sorry, sorry!"

"So you understand, Batman?"

"Nothing can go back. What did you say in those stupid words?"

I see that some people have been obsessed with the death of the clown.

I'll post an easter egg stamp later to make it clear (crossed out). How could such an important character as the Joker just exit? Moreover, I have deliberately written this Joker as a super-fanatic about Batman, without any sense of oppression at all. How could I squeeze the potential of the character so much?