What bad intentions could Batman have?.

"Well, you have completely exhausted the last drop of my patience with you."

Even through the mask, you can feel the suddenly gloomy expression of the owl masked man.

"Well, let me teach you something."

Looking at the claws gathering together, Bain pinched the joints on his fists.

Drop by drop of venom flowed from the bottle on his back into its body through the pipe, making his body grow stronger and bigger bit by bit.

"You, my terrible friends. You will learn two things firsthand."

He held out a finger.

"First, becoming Bane requires more than just my venom."

The sharp claws that rushed towards him were grasped by his face with one hand, and the majestic force pushed his fingers into the opponent's head. The muscular claws that were so arrogant just now looked extremely weak in front of Bain.

Bane grabbed the ankle of one of the Clawed Assassins with his bare hands, swung him in a circle in the air, and slammed him on the ground, once, twice, like swinging a plastic whack-a-mole hammer.

"you--"

boom!

"live--"

boom!

"hand--"

boom!

The Claw Assassin was lying on the ground in a large shape with his legs in the air. The bulging muscles all over his body were twisted, like twisted twists, curled up on his body in a disgusting and ugly way.

Bain kicked him directly, and then he rolled and flew out, lying motionless on the ground like a piece of garbage.

"Great job!" Killer Crocodile jumped up: "That's the kind of move!"

He excitedly pointed at Bain's two blows: "That's how he beat me back then!"

Penguin rolled his eyes.

Chen Tao immediately drove the nano-robots to spread over. The skull whose sharp claws were cracked by Bain provided him with convenience, and Heisha hurriedly drilled inside.

"Second, if I gave you the power of venom, then why do you think you can use this power to fight me?"

The steel knife swung by the Talon Assassin shattered on his tight skin, and Bane grabbed the opponent's throat.

"Do you feel it? It's the feeling of the remaining hope gradually flowing out of your bodies and your war!"

"God, what's going on?" Lincoln March murmured in a low voice.

This time he saw it clearly.

The claw assassin's hood had just been knocked off. The moment the claw approached Bane was reflected in Lincoln Madge's pupils. The originally blue-gray face suddenly turned rotten and smelly, and the bulging muscles suddenly became rotten and smelly. A scene of decay.

The owl-masked man could no longer maintain his posture as the master behind the scenes, and stood up from his seat.

"What should we do, court?" Lincoln March said into the communication: "What are you going to do?"

"You ridiculous skeletons who should have died long ago! Let me teach you... Violating the laws of nature must be punished, and in this world, nothing is truly immortal."

"Soon," Bain said:

"When your blood betrays you, when your body betrays you..."

Bain casually threw a withered claw to the ground, losing his strong body. He let out a hysterical whine before it touched the ground.

The pain was so huge that even the undead could not bear it. He sobbed and straightened his body, like a fish that was stranded on the sea and about to be drowned.

Bain's voice followed closely:

"The remaining potion will ensure that your bodies are tortured by severe pain, and this severe pain is an old friend that I have known for a long time. However, unlike you, I have the strength and will to overcome it!"

The clown laughed wildly and jumped up: "How about doing a magic trick?"

He directly rode on the head of a sharp-clawed assassin, and the blade he swung fiercely penetrated the clawed eyes: "Dang-dang! Please watch the eye-opening real magic, turning the world into pure black in one second! "

"It doesn't matter! Overwhelm everyone!" The owl masked man immediately ordered: "Let those ordinary claws lurking around that haven't had time to be transformed also take action!"

He angrily yelled at Lincoln Madge: "Take them with you! Take everyone with you! Cut open the hearts and lungs of these madmen who dare to fool us!"

Lincoln March had mixed feelings. The court has never suffered such a big loss, and it is obvious that the other party has regarded him as the temporary leader of this claw army at this moment——

This may be the moment when he is most trusted by the court, but he is forced by external forces, which makes Lincoln March want to laugh.

He whistled.

rustle……

Deadshot shuddered. He raised his gun and stood back to back with the Cheshire Cat.

"Um...I think it might not be good."

Killer Croc said.

More and more ordinary claws emerged from the surrounding hiding places, and they poured into the battlefield like a tide...

There were too many people, densely packed, and heads everywhere.

Poison Ivy moaned, "Jesus."

The voice of the owl-masked man returned to that aloof and stench-like tone:

"Well, we have to admit that maybe they do have something beyond what the court expected. But that's where it ends. We have more people. This is an absolute gap in combat effectiveness."

His voice gradually returned to a steady state.

"Now it's three digits versus one digit."

"is it?"

The owl masked man stopped.

He looked at Chen Tao.

clack.

Mr. Freeze slowly stood up from the ground. His armor gradually changed from red back to ocean blue over the next two seconds. He exhaled, and frost condensed on the ground, reflecting Victor's indifferent eyes.

"what happened?"

The Scarecrow said: "Victor?"

Mr. Freeze ignored him.

The clay-faced man stood up next. The lumps of mud finally reshaped and condensed into form, and the huge mud monster stood there expressionlessly, like a sculpture made of wax.

The fireflies crawled up.

The villain who is good at using fire stood up like a zombie with his left foot folded first, then pulled half of his body. The black mist that filled the air condensed into a hand and supported him behind his back. A handful.

Then the next one, and the next one...

One by one, the Arkham villains slowly climbed up from the ground in various inhuman postures.

They stood there one by one with expressionless faces.

The Scarecrow felt that his heart was grabbed by something invisible.

"How is this going?"

Penguin whispered to himself: "This is not scientific."

His eyes lingered on these Arkham colleagues, and then he turned to look at Batman: "How did you control them?"

"Just some of Taiqi's (Mad Hatter's) tricks." Chen Tao answered him.

He rubbed his fingers. Lucius had always been an almighty scientist, although it was impossible for him to figure out in a short time how the Mad Hatter, an expert in the neurological field, could create those hats that could control people's hearts, just like a shipbuilder. It is impossible for people to figure out the principles of cars in a short time.

But if you simply borrow and plagiarize, and you know what is happening but don’t know why, you can create some control chips without any problems.

"So. Anyway."

Chen Tao exhaled, and his body slowly decomposed into black sand, making his lower body look like a walking spiral black hole.

The criminals of Arkham slowly followed him, holding him in the center, as if they were following the king's ministers.

The master of Gotham and the star-studded Bat King raised a sinister smile on his lips:

"Are you ready for the killing spree?"

"Roar!!!"

Those Arkham villains controlled by chips opened their mouths and let out chaotic roars!