[Comprehensive British and American] Humanoid weapons

The achievement of cooperation must be based on the willingness of two people.

Ghost Blade has already given its own conditions, but that voice has never been there. This is actually an unbalanced cooperation, but Ghost Blade doesn't care.

The axis of his life is all about his father, and he doesn't care what he will become. As for what the voice in his head wants him to do, as long as it doesn't involve Bruce's safety, Ghostblade doesn't care about anything else.

I don't know if it's because the cooperation has deepened the connection between the two people, the voice in my head seems to be aware of what Ghost Blade is thinking.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to Bruce, after all..."

after all what?

Ghostblade didn't hear the next words.

Because his hand has already touched the mirror.

It's hard to describe what kind of feeling it was. The moment he touched the mirror, a strange and cold feeling pierced into Ghost Blade's body along the mirror.

Rao even a modified body like Ghost Blade can hardly bear this biting chill.

Without any reaction, he was sucked into the cold torrent, and his eyes went dark almost immediately, and the emotion that didn't belong to him accompanied by the coldness filled Ghost Blade instantly.

Crazy like substance is like ink dripping into clear water. Crazy blackening belongs to little Kirk's spiritual domain. Low ravings linger in his mind, and someone seems to be crying softly, begging for mercy, and turning around. into a sharp laugh.

A feeling of suffocation came, and the body began to feel uncomfortable like a flame burning.

There is a strong chemical smell in the nasal cavity, so strong that people lose their sense of smell.

Ghost Blade was already unable to think, his remaining mind had been shattered in the vortex of madness, and in the end he could only open his eyes in vain, staring fixedly at the top.

The laughter in my ears grew louder and harsher.

The darkness spread in front of Ghost Blade's eyes, his mind went blank, and finally in a viscous liquid, he was completely lost in the torrent of darkness.

And at the last second before that, Ghost Blade saw a black figure flashing past his head.

……

No one knows what happened in these short ten seconds.

In the surveillance, Ghost Blade just stood in front of the bathroom mirror for a moment in a daze, then walked to the bed in a state that was not different from the past, and then lay down on it.

Everything seems to be the same as before.

And in a place where no one can see, the blue energy in Ghost Blade's body begins to rise, and it can be vaguely seen that it is condensed into the shape of an octopus, but it is broken up at the moment it takes shape, forming a fluorescent green one. The ball hangs in Ghost Blade's spiritual realm, and a black figure floats up and down in it.

At the same time, from a dark place in a certain corner of Gotham, thick dark blue slowly gushed out, like some deformed monsters, entangled, spread, and diverged from each other, and finally formed a new body.

……

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a narrow place.

Just as the voice had promised, he left Wayne Manor.

Or maybe it's not him, but

--them.

……

Ghost Blade has never felt so good about himself, the world is so real before his eyes.

The whole world is like a little bear put in a glass window. It is extremely bright when viewed from the outside of the glass, but in fact, only when the glass is smashed and the real grasp is taken, can it be felt that this is not the case.

This is how Ghost Blade feels right now.

The world seemed to have changed in an instant in his eyes, and hidden chaos was everywhere.

Just need to do a little bit to--

——What can I do?

Ghost Blade suddenly came back to his senses.

He felt as if he was laughing, and the corners of his mouth hurt a little.

Ghost Blade touched his face, and felt a white hand.

It feels like a thick layer of powder has been applied to the face, and the powder will fall off simply by pulling the corners of the mouth.

But...it feels pretty good.

Ghost Blade thought in a good mood.

Ghost Blade knew that his current state was a bit wrong. A normal weapon would never randomly add something that was not given to him by his father. He had never done this before, but since he agreed to cooperate, he has changed. Thoroughly.

It's hard to say what's going on with this body right now, but all in all, he's happy now.

The bewitching voice in his head has disappeared, as if this body only belongs to him.

—Unfortunately not.

Ghostblade is well aware of this.

He knew that he had merged with the man who had been bewitching him all this time, as if his soul had been broken up and then glued together again. Now he was not so much himself as the product of his fusion with the man.

He is still a weapon that belongs to his father, but it is an uncontrollable weapon.

The content of the fusion cooperation has been brushed in Ghost Blade's head, which is simple and clear.

Ghost Blade went through it briefly, planning to finish his own one first.

……

Late night in Gotham belongs to Batman. Unlike other cities with superheroes, this city belongs to Batman and only Batman. Gotham circles around, and no one will doubt the question "Gotham belongs to Batman's city".

Most of the gangsters are restrained a little because of Batman, and they will not be too unscrupulous when making transactions. After all, no one knows from which corner Batman will suddenly appear, and then beat them hard. Dayton, take him to the police station.

- Gotham is the city under the wings of Batman.

……

Crazy thoughts rolled in Ghost Blade's mind. I don't know if it was because of that man's thoughts. Every time Ghost Blade thought of Batman, he couldn't help but feel some throbbing in his heart.

It was like a spell, surrounding him, making him want to smile just by thinking about it.

interesting.

But nothing to do with his own mission.

Ghost Blade pressed down the corners of his raised lips, and briefly stroked the current situation.

——His task is to enter Arkham and make the clown who surprised his father pay the price.

After the man in his head merged with himself, the task given was to give Batman an impressive appearance.

To what extent was this so-called deep impression, the man did not give a clear explanation.

If it was Ghost Blade in its normal state, he would not allow others to do something to Batman under his nose—that was his father's concubine, and no one could touch Batman except his father, including himself.

But now he was fused, and crazy and dangerous thoughts flooded Ghostblade's mind.

He doesn't care about his father's thoughts.

As long as you don't hurt your father, nothing else matters.

Ghostblade looked up at the Gotham sky.

The moon has been shrouded in dark clouds, and the surroundings are so dark that one can almost guess that this is an alley in Gotham.

Ghostblade isn't familiar with Gotham, but that doesn't stop him from knowing what to do next.

—What better place to start than Arkham Asylum?

Mr. Joker is there, he just needs to cause a little commotion and Batman will be there too.

And he will give Batman a big surprise before he comes.

Enough for him to remember for a lifetime.

A slightly crazy smile appeared on Ghost Blade's face.

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PS: This is Little Kirk after fusion. As for who he is fused with, you should be able to tell.After the fusion, the essence is still Little Kirk, but there will be a little change.

And then this little Kirk is a youth state, an adult.

——I want to emphasize again: this world is really not cruel, really really not cruel!Very sweet ~ believe me!