While Bane and Chen Tao were chatting happily, the Joker was standing alone by the side, all alone.
Poison Ivy was still reinforcing Harley Quinn's cocoon, while Deadshot and the Cheshire Cat were bandaging the wounds of the Arkham Man lying on the ground.
No one can guarantee that they will not be injured in such a chaotic battlefield, and the Arkham people are not unscathed.
Although the most important ones will not be destroyed in a battle of this level, the same may not be true for those ordinary villains whose levels are hard to describe.
A madman from Arkham named The Hero has just breathed his last. He was a delusional maniac who always fantasized that he was some swordsman master from the last century.
Then it became clear that the muscle-clawed assassin of the Court of Owls had used his balloon-like muscles to teach him what real swordsmanship was.
Before he died, this guy was shouting "Real swordsmanship is the technique of cutting a person in half!!!"
Then he died calmly.
Born from madness and die from madness, it can be said to be consistent from beginning to end.
Everyone seemed to be busy, busy negotiating, busy dying suddenly, busy using plants to stick to their besties. No one noticed him, no one noticed the clown.
His eyes swept across everyone at the scene. What made the Joker sad was that from beginning to end, Batman's eyes were full of Bane and he never looked at him directly.
The malice in the clown's eyes grew stronger.
But he ended up doing nothing. Chen Tao made sure the Joker remained in his peripheral vision until he and Bane disappeared around the corner of the street.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Batman calling Robin." Chen Tao put his finger on the communication beside his ear: "Is there anything unusual?"
He had plans for most things.
Robin's main defense was against the Scarecrow, but he definitely had other targets in mind.
But fortunately, everything was calm.
After receiving Robin's normal answer, Chen Tao fell into deep thought.
"Oh my god, they're gone, Batman." Penguin wiped the sweat from his head: "Today is really-"
But before he could finish his words, Chen Tao pulled him to the other side.
"Oswald, I have a question for you." Penguin heard the other party say: "You told me before that you sold a nuclear bomb for 50 billion US dollars, and the remaining one was stolen by Bane, right?"
Penguin said:
"Yes that's right, what's wrong?"
“Who is the buyer of that nuclear bomb?”
I will never give out client information to a superhero like you.
The Penguin originally wanted to say this righteously, but the tough words wilted as soon as they reached his lips.
"That happened four or five years ago. It was a man in a trench coat with a London accent," Oswald said. "He was not from Gotham. You could tell he was from outside. He spoke very arrogantly and bought the goods right away."
"Are you sure he took the nuclear bomb with him?"
"At least he was taken away from Gotham!" said the Penguin.
Chen Tao finally felt a little relieved.
He walked up to the middle of the defeated group of Talons.
Warning, you have been detected holding an anchor: the broken leg of the claw
Claw's Broken Hand
Claw's hip
Claw's Brain
He was picking and choosing among the pile of corpses, as simple as a vegetable farmer harvesting from his own farm, with a bright and cheerful smile on his face.
While most of these claws provide some messed up, average garbage Batman, they still provide a lot of crisis energy, and occasionally, some valuable gold can be found in the garbage.
He held a clawed head in his hands.
Crisis energy converted, total: 123
The number of crisis energy units you currently hold: 207
Warning, downloading files that can target Batman
Claw Bat
Danger level: E-
In a dark multiverse, Bruce Wayne replaced Dick Grayson and became the claw of the Court of Owls. After becoming Batman, Bruce Wayne found himself helpless against the numerous criminal activities in Gotham. The Court of Owls extended an olive branch to him who was desperate and guided his downfall.
Bruce Wayne gradually realized that if he wanted to fight the darkness of this city, he had to completely become him first.
What does Chen Tao value? It's amber gold.
Do you want to immediately consume 19 units of crisis energy to synchronize
But now was not the time to transform, so Chen Tao decided to let it go for now. He continued to swim in the farmland, harvesting more and more crisis energy.
But ordinary people didn't understand what Chen Tao was doing, so everyone just watched Batman walk into the pile of corpses, touching left and right, and occasionally putting the broken hands and feet to his nose to smell them.
"Is this really okay? I don't think he looks like a normal person." Penguin whispered to Deadshot, "I think Batman has gone crazy."
Deadshot glanced at the other man sideways and then rolled his eyes.
"..." Lincoln March was also shocked by this situation.
He walked over hesitantly.
"Ah, you're fine!"
Chen Tao patted his shoulder with satisfaction and threw a skeleton aside.
He greeted Lincoln March who was walking towards him, "Come on, follow me back to the Batcave. We are allies now."
The claw mask on his hand fell off. Under the effect of the amber gold, he did not die, but instead bared his teeth in a ferocious manner.
Lincoln March was sure that this was an ancestor of some generation of the Wayne family.
He didn't know what to say.
Mr. Freeze walked up to Chen Tao and asked, "What are you going to do with us?"
He had some bruises on his body, half of his armor was torn by a huge wound, and a sharp claw had hit him. Although it did not cause fatal injuries, it was still dangerous.
He looked at the Arkham people who were sitting or lying on the ground: "Basic chip control cannot allow them to exert their maximum combat power."
"Right, so we have to let the lunatics in Arkham take some initiative."
Mr. Freeze nodded. This made sense. For example, Firefly, a mind-controlled Firefly that was kicking around and spraying flamethrowers everywhere could not be compared to a super arsonist who had a brain and could formulate strategies.
"Well, if we are to realize the true power of the Arkham Man, we should..."
"Rule them with an iron fist and let them know that you are the king of criminals." Mr. Freeze answered in his heart: "Train these lunatics just like training dogs."
Mr. Freeze's weakness is too obvious, so he has never been the leader of the Arkham Asylum. But this did not prevent him from thinking about what he should do if he wanted to lead the entire Arkham Asylum.
For these lunatics, you can only subdue them if you are more vicious, more evil, and more crazy than them. They are all a group of hopeless psychopaths, and the only way to control them is with fear and…
"I understand that if we want to control the criminals of Arkham, we should start by curing their madness."
This answer suddenly interrupted Mr. Freeze's original vision of the Arkham Conquerors, just like the last show on TV was broadcast and then the power went out.
"What did you say?"