[Comprehensive] Great Prophet

Just as Iron Man once described Li Wente as the "Queen of Winter", Natasha felt that her ability was terrifying-even though the two people at the time were absolutely sure of defeating Li Wente, they still made such an evaluation.

Tracing back to the source, it is because of the nature of the ability itself.

Wishes come true, to put it simply is to transcend reality, to put it simply is to say what you say, even simpler... two words are enough.

rule.

Whether it is manipulating people's hearts or interfering with reality - these abilities can all be glimpsed from legends and myths.

But only creating rules—no matter what kind of mythology, "rule making" belongs to the ability of the creator god, in other words, this is the real domain of "god".

God said let there be light and there was light.

But now a mere human actually possesses a similar ability. Even though this ability is immature, you cannot deny its essence.

The clown is a little bored.

He tried his best to kill Li Wente, the gun would miss, his body would be out of his control, and even if he used bombs, he could only injure himself - Li Wente's position seemed to have a guardian god The spread wings are guarded, unable to move at all.

"Wow. This is really—"

The expression on the clown's face was surprising. He stood in the middle of the dilapidated building, just like standing on a Broadway stage.His heavily painted eyes stared brightly at Li Wente, and the expression on his face could almost be called fascination.

He opened his arms, like a demon spreading his bone wings, looking forward and with a little fear, he carefully used his demon tail to touch the Lord floating in the air—just like he is trying to do now. The bullet it took to hit Li Went.

"This is really—" The clown smiled deeply, his eyes were almost crazy, he sighed reverently, and spit out a word: "GOD."

In the next second, he had rushed forward, grabbed Li Wente's hair, forced her to face up, stretched out his fingers to stroke her face, and said obsessively, "Tell me, will you bleed?"

Li Wente:? ? ?Did my boss ask Superman this sentence in BVS?

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wente only saw a flash of the knife in front of him, and then he saw the clown swung the knife and stabbed the mercenary he had hired.The mercenary hugged his severed finger and couldn't help crying, the clown turned his head and ordered "Shut up!" Immediately, someone covered his mouth and dragged the man down. Bloodstains, I don't know why I feel my heart trembling.

This is a madman, a pure, real madman.

"I have met a guy who can manipulate others, but she is not as difficult to break free as you." The clown said regretfully, "It seems that it is indeed more difficult to make you bleed, but we can choose something else?"

He smiled and touched Li Wente's chest: "Such as making Batman bleed...in his heart."

If he had to, he said to the mercenaries: "Put her in the back!"

"Yes... let's start the biggest scene of the day! Hahahahahaha—"

Li Wente wanted to resist, but her weapon was not brought back by the clown. On the contrary, when the clown kidnapped her, she left her satchel in place-now thinking about it, maybe it was to attract Batman.But as far as the result is concerned, without weapons, it is quite difficult for Li Wente to use his abilities.

Just keeping these people from harming him consumed a lot of Li Wente's attention, and if he didn't check for a while, he was powerless to prevent them from moving himself behind a double-sided mirror.

Yes, Li Wente found out after being locked in the back that this was not a mirror, but a two-way mirror.

She seemed to vaguely know what the clown wanted to do.

The dilapidated building looks very dark and eye-catching amidst the feasting and feasting.

The clown sat on a lacquered wooden chair in the middle of the room, counting his fingers and humming the countdown.The moment he counted to fifteen—

The pitch-black Batmobile directly smashed through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the building, rushed straight into the house without hesitation, smashed into countless tables and chairs, and even broke through a wall before barely stopping.

Batman jumped out of the Batmobile without even looking, and rushed directly to the mercenaries who were facing him and fired at the same time. After knocking down these soldiers with live ammunition, he aimed at the clown sitting in the center, and shot him straight After pressing against the heavy wall and letting out a heavy "boom!", Fang just raised his eyes.

His right hand tightly pressed the clown's neck, and the eyes under the mask were filled with terrible anger.

The knight who was about to merge with the darkness gritted his teeth: "Where is she?"

The clown spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and laughed out nervously seeing Batman like this.

Without hesitation, Batman punched him in the face, and the clown was directly turned away from his face.He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at his old opponent with pity, and said in a drawn out tone: "Look at you Batman, look at your poor face, oh, it's full of 'I lost everything again' '...I can't help but cry for you."

Batman punched the clown's abdomen again, almost tearing, and said hoarsely: "I'm asking, where is she—"

The clown looked at the bloodstain on the ground with pity.

Fresh, semi-coagulated blood.

Batman's gaze froze for a moment.

Ah Fu, who was far away in the Batcave, was keenly aware of his changes, and had to remind him aloud: "Master, before the blood test, this doesn't mean anything! Ms. Li should still be safe, and clowns are best at destroying—" "

The clown said regretfully, "If you had come 15 minutes earlier, you could have saved her."

"It's a pity you didn't get to see me cut her neck with a knife."

The clown sighed with emotion, using his suppressed hand to make a spraying gesture with difficulty: "It's like a blood fountain, the blood quality is quite good, so it looks good when sprayed. Uh, it just stained the corner of my clothes, which made me a little distressed."

There was a momentary shake in Batman's pupils.

The clown smiled and bewitched, "Yes, that's it. Just like the little beauty back then, you can't save her."

"Is this your fault?" An extremely sharp blade suddenly appeared in the Joker's palm as if by magic, and he stabbed into the weak link of Batman's batsuit without hesitation, his gaze was cold, "Of course it's yours." wrong."

The Joker kicked the wound he had just inflicted and forced Batman away!

Ah Fu's exclamation came from the earphones: "Master Bruce!"

Batman slammed into his Batmobile, clutching his stomach wound.

He slowly stood up and stared at the clown with a bright smile: "Where is she!"

"Okay, okay, there are only three things, I'll just answer you. Where? I have to think about it, garbage truck or dump?" He spread his hands helplessly, "Oh, when do the cleaners in Gotham work? comer?"

Batman seemed to hear the sound of something collapsing, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and he said hoarsely, "Did you kill her?"

The clown shrugged and exaggerated: "What else? Keep you guys together for Valentine's Day? Oh, yes, you might like this." The clown took out a bloody finger from his pocket as he spoke. , "Before disposing of the garbage, I left a gift for you, I hope you will like it."

Batman was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "You are right, this is my fault."

Regardless of Ah Fu's stop, he stretched out his hand to cut off the wireless communication, pulled out the dagger, and stood up straight.

The clown's pupils are full of the dark knight who is dazzled by anger and sadness, just as the knight's eyes are full of him with a distorted smile.

The clown muttered: "Yes, that's it...be angry, be sad, be hopeless...you can't save anyone at all."

"Time to drop those ridiculous rules - you're just a self-righteous monster!"

Li Wente sat behind the wall, watching Batman and the Joker fight without saying a word.

Moreover, Batman, who lost his mind, obviously fell into the trap of the clown, and he was obviously much more injured than the clown.

——But these are actually not the most serious.

—The most serious thing Bruce Wayne, Batman, started to hit harder and harder.

Like venting something.

The double-sided mirror separated the two areas, and also separated all the sounds. No matter how loudly Li Wente shouted, Batman seemed to be unconscious, and he grabbed the clown and attacked fiercely—even a few times he Forget about getting out of the way!

If Batman broke the code in his heart.

If he kills someone.

...what will become of Batman, and what will become of Bruce Wayne?

"Let go, let go, let go!"

The rope tied to Li Wente snapped, and before she even had time to rub her stiff wrists, she ran to the mirror, knocked on the mirror desperately, and shouted: "Batman! The Dark Knight!! Justice League! !"

No one could hear her cry, and the clown consciously took the battlefield away from this area so that the tempered mirror would not be damaged.Li Wente beat the mirror desperately, but it's a pity that Batman, the Joker and his mercenaries are exchanging fire, and no one can hear it!

Li Wente could only watch helplessly as Batman, whose sanity had collapsed to the brink, manipulated his Batmobile, trying to use the rolling wheels to torture the clown!

This scene kept magnifying in Li Wente's pupils, and she knew instinctively that she was going to suffer, and subconsciously shouted: "Bruce Wayne!!!"

The double-sided mirror shattered!

Batman subconsciously raised his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw Li Wente standing there in a state of embarrassment with small wounds cut on his body by broken glass. There was still panic in his amber eyes, but he was still standing there extremely calmly. He forced a smile at him.

Looking at this scene, the clown turned his face into the gap between the stopped wheels in extreme annoyance, and said angrily: "Oh, you must come out at this time to spoil the fun, don't you? I should really sew your mouth shut."

Batman suppressed his voice and said: "...Winter Lee?"

Li Wente: "Yes."

Batman: "You live."

Li Wente: "Very healthy, uh, well, a little sore neck."

The clown said: "It's fucking terrible, I should just throw you into the meat grinder!"

Batman reached out and brushed her hair away, and there was a glaring bruise on the back of Lewinter's neck.

Li Wente stretched out his hand and rubbed it: "It should be fine after a few days of rest, there is no big problem."

Batman: "..."

Bruce Wayne paused with his fingers, put them on her shoulders, leaned slightly, and looked from a distance as if he was reaching out to hug her.

He lowered his head and whispered in Li Wente's ear, "Sorry, there will be no next time."

Li Wente subconsciously grabbed Batman's cloak when he heard the words: "Are you going to fire me?"

Batman: "..."

Li Wente: "..." Did I commit suicide just now?

Batman smiled slightly, and his voice was hoarse through the voice changer: "You really know who I am, Miss. Li."

Commissioner Gordon puts the shackles and bomb collar back on the Joker.

He stared at the clown and said viciously, "Don't think about it again!"

The clown chuckled and said, "Arkham? Oh, that place is no different from Central Park to me." The clown paused, glanced at Li Wente who was cooperating with the police in taking notes, and his smile deepened, "But this time I Will stay there for a while longer."

"After all, some new fun... still needs to be shared. Hahahahahahahaha—"