Chapter 2443: Battle for the Cloak (30)

Chapter 2474: The Battle for the Cape (30)

But just as Arkham Batman said, the plan went wrong halfway. The biggest problem was that the symbiote in Arkham Batman, which was originally used to recover from injuries, was found to be weak by Robin King. He directly connected the signals of the two symbiotes and transmitted the memory of Arkham Batman's injury and pain to Jason.

Arkham Batman realized this on the spot. He knew that Jason's mental state was unstable to begin with. It was not easy for him to get better due to treatment. If he was stimulated again, he would only fall into madness again.

Whether Jason was crazy or not is another matter. Batman was almost crazy at that time. He didn't understand why so many disasters had to befall one person at the same time, why he had to fall to the bottom of the valley just after flying to a high altitude, and why he encountered despair just when he had hope?

Such feelings were too much of a blow to people. At that moment, Batman lost his mind. He no longer cared about any plans. He had to stop Jason's pain immediately.

Batman expelled the symbiote in his body.

Batman was not fighting a skirmish this time. He had deliberately led Robin King here. The entire Capitol was also well-prepared. It was not a quick victory against the five-dimensional little devil, but it was not that tragic.

But the bad thing was that Batman lost control at the moment, causing him to throw away the most capable meat shield pendant. The meat shield in front could not hold up, and the shooter behind him would die in seconds no matter how powerful he was. Batman was seriously injured in just a few seconds, and there was no use for any back-up.

"I could have taken back my cape." Arkham Batman said: "Robin King couldn't leave, but I lost too much blood at the time, my consciousness was blurred, and I couldn't operate the machine."

"Then you should stay where you are, you know they will come to save you." Batman said.

"I won't stay where you are, because I know it's Jason who is coming."

The Batman of the main universe was speechless. He knew that the relationship among his own Bat family was not healthy, but the one in front of him was even more heavyweight.

Although most Batmans don't talk much, there are different degrees of being silent. Some just don't like to talk, some want to talk but don't, and there is another type of Batman who has a cement heart, but he has a cement mouth, regardless of time, occasion, or place, as if he has a disease that will kill him if he speaks.

Arkham Batman obviously doesn't want to mobilize Robin, but the Batman of the main universe is sober. He knows that the most important thing now is the cape, and now he must rescue the Batman in front of him. He can't spare his hands, so he must let the Bat Family do it.

So he imitated the signal of Arkham Batman's communication channel and sent a vague message imitating his speaking style. He thought that even if the Robins he added couldn't guess it, the ones in this universe would definitely be able to guess it, anyway, they have been like this for so many years.

There is another thing Batman needs to know, so he asked: "How did you attract King Robin?"

"I killed the Joker."

Batman was shocked on the spot.

"To be precise, he died because of me." Batman from the Arkham Universe coughed twice and said, "I held the antidote but he didn't want it, so he died."

Batman breathed a sigh of relief. He was really shocked just now because he had just guessed that the mastermind behind the scenes was probably a combination of Batman and the Joker, but the man in front of him said that he had killed the Joker.

Batman from the main universe knew the consequences of killing the Joker. The laughing guy was like a moving curse. Whoever killed him would laugh uncontrollably and become the next Joker.

Sure enough, he heard Arkham Batman say: "He entered my mind, where he laughed wildly and muttered."

"Did he cause any harm?"

"He seemed to want to control me and become me, but he failed."

Batman was more certain of his speculation. He hesitated for a moment and said: "Is the Joker in your mind the one you know?"

"That's him. He even retains his original memory." Arkham Batman slowly clenched his fist and said: "He kept showing me how he abused Jason, which almost made me crazy."

Batman seemed to have confirmed something and said: "How do you think that feels?"

"I said I was going crazy."

"Besides that?"

There was silence in the room. The last question was like a pause button for everything. The air said that he didn't want to answer, but after a closer look, he didn't dare to answer.

"That makes me... want to laugh."

The voice of Arkham Batman revealed fear, a fear that was deeply engraved in the depths of his soul. The Batman of the main universe knew that he should be a tough guy stronger than himself, but he was deeply afraid.

And Batman knew that what this tough guy was afraid of was not the crazy pollution of the Joker, but he got supreme happiness from combining with the Joker.

Batman could imagine what it felt like. Batman's unparalleled genius plus the Joker's unique crazy wisdom, they would truly become the gods of wisdom, they would know everything, they would be omnipotent, and the world would be in their hands.

This is a strong pleasure that is enough to destroy anyone's bottom line and ethics. Even Batman is not sure that he can be completely unaffected by it. This is the source of Arkham Batman's fear.

Batman took a deep breath and thought of the box he brought. His hand that was treating the wound paused and stayed there for a long time, but in the end, as if he had made an important decision, he sighed softly and restrained his eyes.

"I know why King Robin came... There is already such a Batman in the universe, right?" Arkham Batman asked.

"That's not Batman." Batman denied. It was because he had just overcome his desire that he could say this sentence so firmly. It was the devil who succumbed to temptation, not Batman.

Arkham Batman seemed to have a deep understanding of this. He said, "I can't say that I completely defeated temptation. Perhaps it's more because I didn't kill the Joker myself, and the virus that infected me was not strong enough, so I could defeat it."

"But no matter what, you won, and you will win again." Batman looked into Arkham Batman's eyes and said, "Think about Jason, you have to recover quickly and go see him."

Arkham Batman closed his eyes and stopped talking. Batman didn't know whether he really planned to take good care of his injuries or still didn't want to talk about topics related to Jason and didn't want to see him.

Schiller completed a full examination of Robin King's body in the laboratory under Wayne Tower. The results showed that his skin was corroded, which was not unexpected.

Corrosion is definitely not a necessary process for transformation, but the Joker's aesthetics have always been the same. He has to throw everyone into the pool to soak. How could Schiller not know?

The scan of the brain did not show any very obvious changes. Bruce helped to make a dialysis map and analyzed the brain structure, but from the perspective of brain science, no abnormalities were found.

This is not surprising. This is not the equipment used in the Batcave. It is also the product of the technology of this era. Even if the technology of the Arkham Knight universe is obviously more advanced than that of Schiller's universe, there is no obvious progress in brain science. The scanning equipment is similar. It is normal that no abnormality can be scanned.

There is no way to detect abnormalities with scientific instruments. Schiller naturally has to rely on the ability of gray fog. However, Schiller did not rush to use gray fog to analyze the brain. He first checked the overall body structure of Robin King.

As expected, Robin King did not undergo human body transformation. He was still an ordinary young version of Bruce Wayne. His body strength and structure were slightly higher than that of this age group, but still within the scope of ordinary people.

This is a bit strange. Since Robin King has a way to get so many magical props in his belt, it is impossible that he cannot strengthen his body, or it is the hands and feet of Crazy Laugh.

Schiller believes that it is not impossible. Crazy Laugh may not be as fearless as he appears to be, because Schiller remembers a plot in the comics very clearly.

At that time, Crazy Laugh threw King Robin into the pool. King Robin didn't have time to swallow the pill that kept him sane, so he spit the pill into the pool in a rage.

Although Crazy Laugh said it was useless at the time, all the crazy Robins in the comics were standing beside King Robin and cheering for him.

This shows that King Robin may really become the king of Robins in the end, and according to Crazy Laugh's ability to predict everything, he must have been on guard against King Robin.

Schiller didn't think it was an accident that King Robin came to this universe. He was actually just a carrier for Crazy Laugh to play with other forces. He had his own mission and was just a tool.

While Schiller was speculating, he began to let the gray fog invade King Robin's brain, wanting to check if there was any problem with the internal structure.

The gray fog continued to spread in, and at first it was just a careful search on the brain grooves, and then began to flow inwards.

But at the moment of passing over the epidermis of the brain, what Schiller saw through the gray fog was not an ordinary brain structure, or not completely. Half of the brain was normal, and the other half was completely hollowed out, with black and red mucus surging inside.

Bang! ! !

King Robin exploded.

In the physical sense, his head exploded. His head exploded, and the black and red liquid splashed with the huge explosion, splashing on everything around.

Schiller reacted quickly. After seeing the abnormal structure of the brain, he realized that this was a trap. The gray fog withdrew as quickly as possible, but it was too late.

The last thing Schiller could do was to open the umbrella to prevent the disgusting mucus from touching his body.

With a light bang, the umbrella opened, and the splashing liquid splashed on the surface of the umbrella. The sound of sizzling came from the surface, and Schiller watched a wisp of green smoke coming out of the surface of the umbrella.

After closing the umbrella and looking down, Schiller saw that the originally smooth and mysterious umbrella surface had been corroded by the black and red liquid, revealing the dense scars of the corroded snake skin.

"...My umbrella!!!"

This was the last sound that little Bruce heard.

And Gotham was foggy.

Someone threw feces!