[Batman] I, The Joker, how is that possible?

Chapter 65: Blood Rain

Batman stood up, but was suddenly attacked by a loud tinnitus that could drown his hearing, and the figure of the clown was blurred in an instant.White light gathered in front of his eyes. At that moment, he vaguely found that the scene in front of him seemed to have changed. It seemed that he was lying on the ground?

A faint human voice came from not far away:

"Are you sure he's unconscious..." The voice was vague and hard to hear

"Y,,,,Bo,,,, follow the ,,, instruction,,, release,,, fear gas,,,,"

The vibration of footsteps came along the icy floor, as if in a dream, his whole body was unable to exert all his strength, Batman moved his head with great effort, trying to see the figure in the distance clearly.

Can't see clearly, it's a double image.

But his action made the other party startled, and he jumped out of the glass door. The scarecrow frantically pressed the door closing button and at the same time angrily reprimanded his subordinates: "Is this what you said is enough?"

Seeing that the other party was speechless, he covered his face with one hand and waved the other randomly: "Forget it, just double the amount as I said before."

"But I still underestimate you, Batman." Looking sideways at the figure lying on the ground inside the glass, the scarecrow knocked on the glass door with its knuckles bent.But it doesn't matter, he is the one who wins in the end, because——

"Your nightmare is about to end, and your failure is a foregone conclusion. It's a pity that I can't personally go to your nightmare to witness your pitiful appearance—"

Before the Scarecrow could finish his words, the people on the ground suddenly stood up straight in response.

"..."

The scarecrow who had just finished speaking harshly retreated silently from the glass.

But one minute later, the figure fell to the ground with a bang, accompanied by a few short laughter outside the door: "What, so I haven't regained consciousness yet."

Batman tried to stand up, but the next moment he fell into a nightmare again.In the nightmare, the noisy voice continued.

"Why don't you do it? Bats?" Batman stopped, but the clown under him was furious: "Hit me! Hurt me! Kill me! Why stop, ah?!"

The annoying voice still lingered in his ears, but the dark knight had already withdrawn his fist.He stood up straight, and after a few breaths, he gradually regained his former restraint and calmness.

There is no need to feel sorry for the phantom, if you want to fight, you must fight someone in reality.

The phantom of the clown glared at Batman and made a series of complaints, but the latter just looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes hidden under the mask were inorganic white.

But soon, that laughter turned into a malicious smile and climbed onto the pale face.

"Ah, I understand." The clown hissed excitedly, and there was a kind of light in the clown's green eyes, like the cold light from a poisoned dagger: "Because the good show hasn't started yet, right?"

"You can't make the audience wait too long." There was a burst of suppressed laughter, and the phantom disappeared in place, but his voice echoed in this strange space,

No matter what lies ahead, the firm belief cannot be shaken, and now Bruce has this awareness,,,,?

Is there really one?

The hazy background sound suddenly became clear, as if the cover was removed all of a sudden, and the stagnant air also flowed, and the sound of music seemed to come from the direction of the neon lights that were lit in the distance.This is the back door of the Opera House. A happy family of three came out of the movie theater talking and laughing.

Batman's slightly empty eyes fell on the three familiar faces, and he knew all too well what would happen next.But this time is different, this time there may be a change, even if it is only a change in a dream.Looking down at his clenched fist, he walked step by step to the other end of the alley, where a figure was lurking.

A hand with no deterrent power seems to be powerful and invincible, but at the moment it is so full of loopholes in the eyes of Batman.He has dealt with too many social dregs like this, and it only takes a few simple grabs, and the opponent will fall to his knees.

So simple, so easy, so logical.But at that moment, it seemed so difficult that it would never be overcome.

The happy family of three walked into the dark alley, and the cloaked man with the gun lowered his head and charged, but in between was the standing Batman.He is like a silent mountain, separating the two groups of people.

I won't let you hurt them again, so let's stop here.Focusing on the figure that was getting closer and closer, Batman made a quick shot the moment he passed by.

It was an extremely beautiful shoulder throw, without any fancy movements, but with lightning speed and amazing strength.In Batman's falcon-like eyes, the opponent's movements became so slow and clumsy:

From then on, everything would be different, from then on, there would be no more tragedies - if it weren't for that mistake...  

No, maybe it wasn't a mistake, the fist passed through the man in the cloak holding the gun and completely missed it.

The first gunshot sounded, Batman didn't look back, just stood there silently with his chin lowered, looking at his right hand that was waving to the air.His back is straight, his fists are clenched, and his heart?No way of knowing.

A second shot followed.All the while, he didn't look back, until the shaggy man with the gun crashed into the Dark Knight's back, and behind him were two corpses and a broken heart.

"You—" Surprised and frightened, the man in the cloak looked up at the huge figure standing in the shadow and asked uncertainly, "How long have you been looking here?" But all he could see was a silence jaw.

"But you won't say it, my friend." Soon the cloaked man shrugged his shoulders and let out a nervous laugh: "I can smell it from you, it's the smell of the same kind, right?"

Ironically, the other party called Batman a friend and a kind.What a ludicrous statement that would be, even in nightmares.

The bat in the rain was silent and did not make a sound.The blood-colored rain became heavier and heavier, and the pouring rainwater rolled down the black cloak covering the whole body, and finally gathered in the puddles on the ground.The drenched cloak reflected the strange colors of the neon lights.

The figure of the clown who reappeared was reflected in the puddle under his feet, and his noisy voice appeared at the same time:

"Tell me, Batman, how does it feel? Even if you have the ability to stop it now, how do you change what has happened?"

The undisguised voice echoed in the alley, but it seemed like no one could hear it except Bruce.As before, he managed to ignore the clown's words and cast all his attention on the thin man under the cloak. Unlike before, he needed a lot of effort to ignore these words.

"Wait a minute, what are you going to do?" As if finally realizing that he had made a stupid decision, the cloaked man slowly stepped back a few steps, trying to turn around and slip away, but was grabbed.

With that movement, the Joker's voice seemed to come from Batman's mouth.

"Remorse, it's pointless, self-blame, it's just a boring self-satisfaction. No matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you try, the past will never change a little bit, oh Bats, I know you understand mine."

"And—" The Joker took Batman's hand from behind, helped him tighten the arms around the unknown murderer's neck, then looked up at the Dark Knight and asked, "Why hide yourself from me? "

He looked at the bat and gave a crazy smile: "You know, it's not necessary, because I am you!"

"I am a part of you, I am the dark side you hide, I am the side you don't want to face, admit it!" The clown's laughter echoed in the heavy rain.

Bruce refused, and he resisted the attack of the clown's phantom with all his heart in silence, even though the resentment hovered over his reason like a vulture that refused to leave, even though the evil thoughts invaded his thoughts like an awl.

"Don't try to lie to yourself, Bats." The Joker's lowered voice brutally forced Batman to face reality, and there was some truth to his words, because he himself was a phantom Bruce had imagined.

"Standing in front of you is exactly the person you want to kill day and night, that is, the person who killed your parents, and now you have this opportunity."

"Don't forget, this is just your illusion. Even if you kill him here, it won't break your principle of not killing. You are just conducting a trial."

"Do it, do it, if you don't want to do it to me, then do it to your enemy! Revenge, Bats, I know this is what you want most, haven't you been waiting for this day?"

"And now, this day has finally come, and even if you take action at this time, no one will say that it is unjust, murder for life, revenge, is there anything more righteous than this?" The clown's voice was full of temptation It echoed in Batman's ears, and the sound was louder and stronger than the sound.

Batman clenched his hands tightly, trembling all over but just to control his brutal heart.

This is just a dream, it doesn't matter, just kill him——

no, stop!

The two voices intertwined, and then a blood-colored downpour appeared before Batman's eyes again. At this time, he couldn't even recognize whether it was a blood mist covering his eyes or a hallucination.

Not far away, the child's painful roar merged with the voice in his head:

kill him!He must be made to pay!

NO——Batman roared, he wanted to grab the chattering person in front of him, and then pressed hard on the ground, letting the fist collide with the cock, making the blood and sweat mix together .

His rationality was almost unable to control the howling beast in his heart, and it was at this moment that a dialogue broke into his mind again:

"Brucie, do you know? There is no difference between dreams and reality, if it lasts forever." At that time, Yunhai was a guest at Wayne Manor. She leaned on the white pillar and looked out the window. The lazy afternoon sun cast on the pale face.

Then Yunhai turned to look at Bruce beside him and said, "Because maybe at this moment, we are in a dream and we don't know, but reality is just a dream that we can't wake up from."

Submitting, it's simple, but simple things have never been Batman's way of life.Bruce might be able to succumb, but Batman?Oh, never!Whether in a dream or in reality, that day will never come!If even he succumbs, then our world will be such a bleak and miserable world!

That's why Batman let go in the end.When the surrounding scene quickly faded away like a speeding train, he finally raised his head and said a word to the phantom of the clown:

"You talk too much, Joker."

The surprised expression was still maintained on the face with exaggerated makeup, but the next moment the clown melted away without a trace like ice and snow touching the spring sun.

The author has something to say: the boring chapter is over