[Comprehensive British and American] Backbones League

This night was too long, as if it would never end, and now only one third of it has passed.

Peter finds Tim, and Red Robin is relieved to see him in a panic.

Peter sticks by his side, buying Tim more time to fix those intricate Arkham systems that the Joker has engineered and are currently spiraling out of control.

"I might need more time," Tim told Peter.

Peter nodded, expressing his determination with actions without needing to say much.

However, he soon discovered that this was not an easy thing to achieve, because he saw Zas and the two-faced man.

Zas and the double-faced man walked together, the double-faced man was playing with his coins, and Zas followed impatiently, his eyes were looking around all the time.

They were two in front and one behind, as if they were looking for prey.

Peter glanced back at the door behind him. Letting Zas and Two-Face break in so easily would surely disrupt Tim's plans.

He thought for a while and made a decisive decision.

Bow down and go out quietly. Arkham's people are all smart people. If they rush out deliberately, it will reveal what he is trying to cover up.

He had to make it look like a chance encounter, that he was the prey they saw, in order for an orgy to be what it should be.

Peter put on some of the best acting of his life as he pretended to run away from Zas and Two-Face, sneaking around them from behind.

But he intentionally revealed a little bit of his whereabouts. Such traces are not very easy, but they will also be noticed by those smart people.

Sure enough, the double-faced man noticed the movement on his side, looked towards Peter's position, and Zas, who noticed his pause, also looked over.

"Look, we've got a friend here," said Zath, licking his lips in a flash of excitement.

In the next second, Peter decisively started running away from the main control room.

He acted like a disturbed deer, which greatly satisfied the criminal's bad psychology from the bottom of his heart.

The double-faced man tossed his coin high, and then glanced at it: "It seems that he is not very lucky."

No, it was his luck.

After running a certain distance, Peter, who could still hear the two-faced man's words, thought to himself.

"Catch him first."

Peter jumped quickly, and Two-Face shot at him, missing Peter several times.

Zas licked his lower lip and said excitedly, "I will definitely add a scar to my arm today."

Unknowingly, a dagger appeared in his hand, and with a cheer, he chased after Peter.

Compared with Two-Face, Victor Zas is undoubtedly more inclined to the combat system.

Therefore, Peter couldn't get much distance in front of him.

Fortunately, Peter didn't do it to get rid of him.

"Don't run, don't run, don't run." Zas cheered excitedly. He had been locked in Arkham for a long enough time, and now he was like a bird released from a cage, unable to control his free state of mind at all.

Peter ignored him, not even answering a word.

He knows the style of these Gotham villains. The more you communicate with them, the more excited they are, and they naturally have a strong desire to perform, which is why Gotham is made like a big stage by them.

Therefore, Peter didn't want to communicate with them at all.

He ran forward stubbornly, trying to leave people behind him, so that he could buy more time for Tim, and the more miserable he ran, the happier Zas was.

But the moment he turned the corner, his heart skipped a beat.

Around the corner, the scarecrow is holding a fear toxin and waiting for a rabbit.

Peter stopped for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zas took advantage of a gargoyle next to him to jump high, and then pounced on Peter in mid-air like a hunting goshawk.

At the same time, the scarecrow also sprayed fear toxin towards Peter.

Peter backhanded and shot the spider web at the gargoyle where Zas was, and there was a time lag, just in time to miss him.

Peter crouched on top of the gargoyle, he was fast enough, but he still sucked a little of the fear poison into his body.

Uncle Ben's body appeared before his eyes.

This is an illusion, this is an illusion.

Fear poison can make people see the most feared things in their hearts. For Peter, there is nothing more terrifying than the late step.

Zas saw him squatting on the gargoyle, grinning grinningly and rushed towards Peter.

Peter instinctively took a step forward, trying to escape with the gargoyle next to him, but the moment he shot out the spider web, Uncle Ben with blood on his body appeared in front of him out of thin air.

He missed a step.

This is an instinctive hesitation. Even though Peter repeatedly told himself to be vigilant and not to be affected by hallucinations, but at the moment when he really faced it, his heart couldn't be controlled by him.

In such a battle, a momentary missed opportunity means defeat.

Zas wasn't going to wait until he was well enough to adapt to the fear poison's corruption.

He would only hold his dagger at the moment Peter fell, hunting Peter down.

that's all?Peter was not reconciled, he kept shooting spider threads towards the gargoyle above, but his eyes were covered by blood mist, and he couldn't see anything except the blood in his eyes.

But he was unwilling to give up, and was still persistently shooting out spider threads.

Then he got pulled.

"I've got you." The man with a low smile descended from the sky and grabbed Peter's spider thread.

Peter couldn't see him, but he could hear his voice. Even though the voice was mixed with the crying made by hallucinations, he could still clearly grasp the difference.

He got me.

"Close your eyes and don't think about anything." The visitor said softly.

Peter closed his eyes obediently, and the horror scene full of eyes disappeared before his eyes.

It was none other than Salas who grabbed the spider thread, and he pulled Peter to his side with a light tug.

Zas, who was chasing the prey, realized that he had been preempted, and angrily said to Salas, "It's you again."

"Yeah, it's me again." Salas said lightly.

"The bat is here, shouldn't you meet your dear father? Why did you come here to save this little hero? Do you have any invisible relationship?" I found that I couldn't catch Peter so easily. Zas stopped in his tracks, and he opened his mouth to mock Salas.

Several times he and Salas failed to return, so he knew very well that Salas was very strong. At this time, he could only use the news that Salas had spread in Arkham to deliberately provoke Salas.

But Salas would not allow himself to be affected by such words anymore, he pulled the boy who had lost his vision, held his hand firmly in his palm, and said, "Of course, this is My boy. Obviously, the fact that you guys bullied my boy together is more important than my stubborn father who is being stalked."

There was a ripple in Peter's heart. Although he couldn't see anything, the warmth of Salas' palm penetrated into his heart along the skin that connected Peter to him.

Peter to Salas... still matters, right?

Salas held a pistol in his free hand, and after speaking, he waved it threateningly.

Zas spat, and immediately rushed towards Salas instead.

At the same time, Salas raised the gun in his hand and threw it towards Zas vigorously.

Zas smiled mockingly at him, and easily avoided the tip of the gun, but the next second, the gun that was about to pass by suddenly changed direction and flew straight towards Zas.

Saras grabbed Peter, without even looking at Zas who was impaled and nailed to the wall behind him.

He took a step towards the scarecrow, and the scarecrow subconsciously sprayed fear toxin towards Salas.

Salas pushed Peter behind his body, but he himself entered the range of the fear poison alone.

However, as if he couldn't feel anything, he smiled at the scarecrow and said, "As a thank you for your previous gift, make way, and I won't do anything to you."

The scarecrow's pupils dilated instantly: "It's you."

Salas didn't answer his words, but pulled up his Peter, as if he knew that the scarecrow would not stop him, and walked over by rubbing his shoulders.

Peter followed behind him with his eyes closed. After all, he didn't inhale much. At this time, the effect of the fear poison had gradually faded, but he still didn't open his eyes.

Because Salas was here, he knew he was safe.

In this way, the two of them left the area smoothly. At this time, Salas waved his hand, and the gun that penetrated Zas and nailed him to the wall just now returned to Salas's hand.

Salas turned his head and saw that Peter still had his eyes closed, and couldn't help but smile.

"Okay." He lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, and said softly, "You should open your eyes."

Peter felt that Salas's voice was so close that it almost appeared in his ears, his face flushed, and he opened his eyes quickly.

His eyes just met Salas's half-smiling pupils.

In an instant, all illusions disappeared.

"Just believe that I will lead you out." Salas said with a smile.

Peter nodded, showing a mysterious smile: "I know you are behind, I always knew."

This is not surprising, his boy is smart and keen, how could he not know that Salas has been following him.

"I also know that you helped me get rid of Poison Ivy." Peter stuck out his tongue. This was the first time he showed such a happy smile this evening. "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to leave so easily."

He smiled at Salas, and Salas liked his smile, so he smiled too.

The tiredness is gone, which doesn't seem too bad.

"Arkham isn't fun, right?" Salas said softly, "Do you regret coming in?"

"You know what my answer is, Salas," said Peter. "That cunning won't fool me."

"But it's time for you to leave." Salas grabbed Peter's hand, "At this point in the game, it's time for the clown to show his real trap."

"A real trap?" Peter's expression gradually became serious.

Salas chuckled: "If I'm not mistaken, Batman should have caught the Joker almost."

[Saras. ] Salas heard Jason's voice from the earphones he hid in his ears, 【You guessed it, the clown has already transported things into Arkham. 】

"The clown will always do more than we think." Salas said with a smile.

Bruce, who got rid of Bane, moved forward at a high speed.

He had to catch the clown before everything happened.

It can't be that simple, it can't be that simple, the clown must have other plans.

Bruce thought instinctively.

He skillfully knocked down the villains along the way and dealt with those crazy people.

Step by step, getting closer and closer to the clown.

He doesn't know clowns, and he knows clowns in particular.

He knew, Arkham's madman, that he never felt like he was doing enough.

But, the Joker has done enough.

It's just that under such circumstances, this lunatic from Gotham can still break through the lower limit of Bruce, time and time again, making it even crazier.

Bruce is fed up, he wants to kill the Joker.

And what about after killing?

How can he prove to the world that Batman killed the Joker out of reason, not because he was driven mad by the Joker?

Of course, the world will understand Bruce and how much the Joker has gone too far.

But if he kills the Joker, how does he prove to his already insane son that the Batman isn't destined to go insane?

He couldn't prove it to them.

He couldn't tell his two sons that everything in this world is not the only way to go crazy.

It's the clown who thinks that all it takes is the worst day and everyone can be a clown.

Bruce has been through countless worst days, and he still hasn't turned into a clown.

Neither will the future.

"Bat?" The clown smiled exaggeratedly, "I'm really glad you found me, and found me again."

The clown emphasized his tone again, as excited as if he had not been found by Bruce, but Bruce had come to have a two-person date with him as agreed.

He loved every encounter with Bruce.

"This is your gift for finding me." The clown suddenly raised his hand and threw a laughing gas bomb at Bruce, "Come find me."

Bruce immediately covered his mouth and nose to prevent himself from inhaling the laughing gas.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the clown jumped off the high platform he was standing on, and quickly ran towards the back.

Seeing that he was showing signs of running, Bruce immediately chased after him.

The clown is just an ordinary person, and he should be an ordinary person, but countless times he gives people the feeling that he is not an ordinary person.

This stems from the madness and paranoia in his bones.

Bruce could almost imagine that he was not simply running away, but was going to use himself as a bait to lure Bruce to go somewhere with him.

"Batman, you always want to save the world." The Joker shouted while running, "Unfortunately, what this world needs is not saving, but madness. Only complete madness can make it excited and happy."

Bruce ignores his craziness, which Bruce has heard enough.

But the Joker got more and more excited: "You know, do you know why I can come back to you again and again, Batman? Because I want to, because I want to be with you forever. You know, I Always can't figure out what you are doing to protect those idiots in Gotham. Because they are worth it? Ha, we all know that there are no good people in Gotham, and the whole Gotham is evil, because people are evil in their bones, bat, you Paying for a group of villains, woo woo woo, I want to cry, I want to cry for you, we shouldn't be bound like this, you shouldn't be tied to Gotham, you should be with me, you should be forever and ever Be tied to me, I'm the only one who thinks about you."

Bruce ignored his crazy words, and chased the clown without missing a step, just as the clown expected.

"But I know, I know you will never understand how much I love you, you always want to protect those people, I will always be the second in your life." The clown's voice became low in an instant, he It's like really suffering because Bruce doesn't love him enough, "But, but the clown loves you enough, Bat, I love you enough. Some people say that love is giving, although the clown doesn't agree with this sentence, but the clown loves you too much , I love you so much that I can do anything as long as you look at me one more time. So I decided to give, for the world you want to protect."

"I want to protect the world too." The clown stopped abruptly, turned to Bruce, looked at his bat affectionately, "If you want the world not to be harmed, I will come to save the world from harm." No one is harmed."

Bruce stopped in his tracks, watching the curtain behind the clown gradually open with a look of shock, as if a grand performance was about to begin.

"Surprise!" The clown seemed to dislike the slow opening of the automatic opening, and excitedly tore down the curtain, and the bomb filled with green liquid was displayed in front of Bruce, "This is my surprise for you, are you happy? The water of eternal life , when it comes, all human beings will be safe from any harm. Look, bat, how much I love you."

"I will create an era of immortality for you." The clown grinned, his bright red lips looked like a devil's smile, "From now on, you don't have to worry about people getting hurt or dying anymore, no matter what they suffer They will all recover from the damage in an instant, just as a small price..."

"...they might get a little crazy, just a little bit."

"What are you talking about?" Peter asked Salas immediately.

Who knew that Salas looked at him and smiled, but didn't answer his words.

Peter felt uneasy and asked again.

Salas spoke slowly this time, but instead of answering Peter's question, he asked softly, "Peter, do you want me to get better?"

Of course, Peter nodded subconsciously, he hoped that Salas would get better.

Salas nodded, and said happily, "Sure enough, I knew you cared about me, Peter. In fact, I already know what I am."

He said, turning to Peter.

"You know that life and evil are inextricably linked. Immortality is tantamount to madness. People pray that they will not be harmed, that they can live for a long time. Greed and so-called evil come together to become salvation. The holy water of the world." Salas said softly, "This is the pool of Lazarus."

"I am not the pool of Lazarus, I am the evil of the pool of Lazarus." Salas lowered his eyes, "When the evil of the pool of Lazarus spreads throughout the world, it is the moment for me to return to goodness."