The blue weather stick swirled out, and the lightning flashes nailed the killer crocodile's raised arm to the ground again.

"Sorry I'm late!"

Accompanying the weather was the clear voice of the boy-yes, Dick turned off the voice converter after saying goodbye to Commissioner Gordon and the others.

After all, hearing myself make a girly voice... feels really weird.

Dick didn't want to use this feature if he didn't have to.

"No, it's just in time." Dick's arrival made Xiaojiu widen her eyes and smile.

Looks like Dick is out of trouble, and now they can fight together again!

And with Dick around, she would be free to fight.

I don't mean to say that Batman's support is bad. Batman is very accurate in throwing darts. Although he is rarely seen practicing, he is also very good at using the ring of magic flame arrows, and he shoots very accurately every time.

It's just that she and Batman... don't get along that well.

Commanding Batman to fight is also a little uncomfortable-this is actually a kind of novel experience for Koto.

She had never had this feeling of 'something's wrong with directing him' before.

Obviously where she ordered Batman to attack, he would do as she asked, but Xiaojiu just had a subtle feeling that this was not right.

It seems to be because Batman is always delayed by a few seconds, or it seems to be some other reason that she can't name...

Anyway, Dick wasn't late at all, and he wasn't too late as long as Killer Crocodile hadn't gotten up.

"Please control him!" Xiaojiu didn't describe clearly.

"Leave it to me!" But Dick understood her perfectly at once.

He stood up from the upper half of the wand, turned over and leaped, and flew towards the killer crocodile like a bird.

His figure is like a flying robin, extremely beautiful and dangerous, if anyone else would sweat for him, but he has a happy expression on his face.

"It's done—"

At an unbelievable angle, Dick used the inertia of his body to throw the other weather stick in his hand towards the other hand of the killer crocodile.

As the lightning flashed, he landed firmly on a small piece of flat ground.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a magic grenade from his weapon pouch, tore off the ring, and accurately threw it on the neck of the killer crocodile several meters away.

His movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, done in one go.

The grenade exploded in a cloud of blue flame at the killer crocodile's collarbone.

Those pulsating and burning flames were as deep blue as sea water, and seemed to have no temperature, and they couldn't even burn through the scales of the killer crocodile, but they slowed down the movements of his shoulders to almost a standstill.

This is calming magic.

The magic grenade on hand can be roughly divided into four types, which are used to decompose, paralyze, calm, and create hallucinations.

The killer crocodile originally had a layer of thick scales that could withstand many injuries, but now that it has been alienated into a huge monster, its scales have become even thicker.

Instead of trying to break through, disintegrate his terrifying defense, or control him with a shock of power, it is better to freeze his movements with calming magic.

What Xiaojiu needed him to do was exactly this.

"Core targeting—"

The wand that turned into a magnifying glass vibrated in mid-air, and the crosshair in the mirror stopped after moving back and forth for a few seconds.

Through the mirror, Xiaojiu could see the curled up killer crocodile sleeping on the head of this body.

The dark dimensional beings are there too.

It is unforgivable to destroy this city like this and hurt innocent people.

Facing the head of the killer crocodile, Koto made a loving gesture of releasing purification magic.

The incredible spell was chanted by her like a song.

The pure and flawless magic light beams were emitted from her palm, passed through the air, passed through the tough scales of the alienated body, turned them into countless colorful light spots, and gently enveloped the sleeping killer crocodile.

The magic power of the pink magic girl is extremely pure, and the dark life body that escaped in danger felt burned even after some aftermath.

Ahhh, next time, next time I will never let her go.

The life form from the dark dimension cursed so angrily, but was attacked again when it was about to flee the scene.

Every being in the dark dimension loves black.

Because their sky is always pitch black, and every inch of the land is scorched black, only the moon hanging in the sky is full-bodied red.

But facing the man who looked like a huge bat that seemed pitch black in front of him, the life form of the dark dimension felt shuddering.

He fired a flaming arrow belonging to magical girls and witches at it.

Could it be... have magical girls and witches really evolved to allow human males to use this kind of magic?

The flame condensed into the shape of an arrow is full of magic power of decomposition, continuously burning its wound.

The burning pain of the body being decomposed is so unbearable, but compared to the pain of this body, its unwilling anger is more raging.

"Impossible! You can't be a real witch!"

It screamed shrillly: "It is impossible for a male human to become a witch! You can only be regarded as a fake witch! You are a fake witch!"

The tall and strong man frowned, his eyes were as cold as winter.

The pitch-black uniform tightly wrapped his muscular body, and the lower half of his face that wasn't covered by the mask had firm lines.

It all complements the silver pink diamond ring on his right index finger.

The huge pink gem is surrounded by a circle of blue diamonds, and the red streamer flows slowly in it. The 168 precisely cut facets make it shine even under the gloomy sky.

Batman raised his ring-wearing right hand, aimed at the outspoken dark dimension life form, and quickly drew a pentagram on the face of the diamond with his other hand.

The next second after finishing the drawing, a fiery red pentagram pattern appeared in his palm.

The pentagram composed of strange patterns and unknown characters is complex and gorgeous, just like an artist's painting. The arrow condensed by the crimson flame is born from the heart loop in the center, and shoots directly at the life form of the dark dimension.

The life form from another dark world writhed like a puddle of mud, and the flames grazed its mud-like body, disintegrating the wall behind it into ashes.

It slammed into the ground and disappeared before Batman could fire his next flaming arrow.

Its provocative attitude is so arrogant and arrogant.

One second before it got into the ground and escaped, Batman heard it screaming, "Even if I die, I can only die at the hands of a real magical girl or witch!"

Batman stared blankly at the place where it disappeared for a while, and after confirming that it had really left, he immediately pulled the ring off his hand and put it back into his universal belt.

If this thing from another world had a human form, it must be held in Arkham Asylum, not Blackgate.

He turned around and cast his eyes on the ground.

Koto and Dick are surrounding Killer Crocodile.

Even in Gotham, the killer crocodile who went out with cruelty and terror was sitting obediently in front of them at this moment.

Wei Lun looked at the girls in front of him motionlessly, and seemed to be trapped in his own memories.

His eyes were unprecedentedly pure, and his expression was as innocent and blank as a newborn baby. Dick almost felt goose bumps just looking at it.

The moment he was awakened from his nightmare by that ray of light, Killer Crocodile felt that he had transformed from Killer Croc back into Waylon Jones.

He thought of his childhood when he was not yet plagued by this innate atavism.

Remember the tenderness of others you have felt.

A flower that occasionally blooms in the sewers.

Those tiny happiness were once forgotten because they were too far away.

When your eyes are blinded by pain and anger, you can't see the beauty around you.

The beauty emerging from the bottom of the water is like a large mass of soft and warm cotton covering his whole body, even the scales seem to have become soft.

...is it really soft?Killer Crocodile touched his scales belatedly.

His scales seemed to have been coated with a layer of softener. Although they still had the function of protecting his body, their texture changed from rough and hard to soft and tough.

The color also changed.

His original scales were a dull black-green color, and the long-term sewer life without light did not make his skin color...or the scales turned white, but made his scales darker and darker, almost compatible with the accumulated sludge into one.

He lurks in that stinking and dark world like a monster, and his mind and color are increasingly deviated from human beings.

Now, his scales looked like the leaves of an evergreen shrub, a vibrant dark green.

In fact, he now feels energized too.

It was like taking a bath in warm water, having a good sleep, and eating a hot lunch.

It was a comfortable and warm sense of vitality.

He hadn't felt this way for many years.

...he also felt, hope.

He has always felt that life has nothing to look forward to.

He has been called a monster since he was a teenager, and everyone ridiculed and ostracized him, and he couldn't live like a normal person.

I didn't expect that I would really live in the sewer like a monster later.

Did he ever feel regretful, powerless?

Have you ever thought about being a human being and living a normal life on the ground?

Killer Crocodile couldn't remember clearly, but at this moment, he felt an emotion that could be called hope from the bottom of his heart.

He hopes to live on the ground, to feel the sunshine, to eat hot cooked food, and to live like a human being.

He also wishes he could take a hot shower every day.

When he first got the scales, he scrubbed them with water to stop the change, and it was painful every time.

Later, when his scales completely covered his body, and the water could not stop this change, and he would not suffer from the water, he lost the opportunity to take a hot bath.

"After I'm locked up in Arkham, can I live in the same ward as everyone else?"

Killer Crocodile's voice was very low, he didn't want to scare the girls in front of him who had changed him, and he didn't know how to speak softly.

Dick opened his mouth and closed it again.

He has already turned off the sound adjustment device, and he doesn't want people to find out that the magical girl Titi is actually a boy... What if someone links Titi and Robin together!

"I'll tell Mr. Batman."

Xiaojiu stretched out her hand and pulled several killer crocodiles as big as her from the ground.

Her attitude is natural and gentle, as if she is not facing a half-human, half-crocodile monster, but an ordinary person/criminal.

However, after Dick's earnest teaching, she already knew that these criminals would either be caught in Arkham or locked up in Blackgate Prison, and she would not pick people up just because they felt pitiful.

Although... To be honest, if Killer Crocodile needs a place to live, she really doesn't mind giving him a guest room.

Looking at the killer crocodile tied up by Batman and escorted to the police car, Xiaojiu thought so.

"It's settled." Dick's voice pulled her back from her thoughts.

"Let's change back to our clothes now, there is still time to go back to the game hall."

Dick stretched out his hand and pinched Xiaojiu's face. Although it was covered by a layer of lace gloves, he could still clearly feel the touch of her face.

Warm and soft.

"Eh? Good!" Her attention immediately shifted from Killer Crocodile to the game.

Although he didn't know what Xiaojiu was thinking about just now, Dick instinctively felt that something must be wrong. Now that her attention was turned back to normal things, he was relieved.

"Hold tight."

This time they didn't ride their own wands, Kobato sat directly on the wand that Dick had summoned, and wrapped his arms around his—

chest.

Dick, who was manipulating the wand, suddenly felt that the position of Kobato's hand seemed wrong.

"Dick looks really good in this one..."

Saying so, Koto pinched his flat chest again.

Dick: "...?"

He swore he only pinched her face and palms.

Where did Xiaojiu go to school?

Dick was lost in thought.

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