All Worlds Madhouse

"Master?"

Bruce was startled. This name was too familiar to him. It had always been around him since he was eight years old, and there was only one person who could call him this.

That person is his butler, Alfred.

Wayne narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who had been transformed and beaten half of his body again.

And what he discovered next made him stagger.

Could it be that this person is

Because the vocal cords have been modified, the voice of the person below has an obvious mechanical sound, but if you only look at the body shape and back, the most professional attitude of a waiter can still be seen.

Although Wayne couldn't believe it, the person below should be Alfred in this plane. So, the person he called "Young Master" was himself in this plane?

Wayne was surprised, almost with fear, and turned to the man wrapped in a straitjacket. The ferocious image was like a giant hammer, hitting his chest hard.

Although his face has been completely distorted, if you only look at the bones and contours of his face.

"Oh my God, what have I gone through to make me like this?" Wayne muttered under his breath.

However, he was surprised, and his body was still very calm and concealed, without leaking the slightest clue.

So, since this person is himself in this plane, then who are the ‘them’ in Alfred’s mouth?

at this time.

"Oh? Are we here now? It's much faster than I thought." The man said in a hoarse voice: "Now that we are here, let's all come in. I think they should have already come in."

The words just fell.

"Yes, even though they are not on the same plane, it would be a bit rude to ask us to wait in front of our own house."

A voice sounded faintly.

Following this sound, a green light emitted above the elevator where Alfred had just come down.

Then, Bruce, who was hiding in the darkness, was surprised to see a 'platform' made of green light slowly descending without any help. And on the platform, there were more than a dozen people crowding around.

These people had different shapes and ages, but with just one glance, Wayne knew that these people were the same group of 'Batmans' who were locked up with him before.

The leader was a man whose whole body was wrapped in green light.

In the world of Young Batman, he has never seen the Green Lantern Corps, and he has no idea what the [Light Ring] is, but he can still feel from the dazzling green light that this must be an extremely powerful person. guy.

And that’s not even counting, after the first wave of people came down, there would be a second wave and a third wave.

After a while, dozens of Batmans all gathered in the Batcave. Most of them did not speak, but quietly observed the surroundings, and they also carefully looked at the ferocious-looking guy in front of them.

Everyone recognized that this person was himself in this plane, but everyone seemed to be extremely surprised by his current appearance. There were even some whispers among the crowd.

Seeing that everyone was here, Bruce Wayne, who had a crazy aura all over his body, finally spoke.

"Well, hello everyone, before this meeting, I need to introduce myself first. My name, like everyone else, is Bruce Wayne." He said: "Of course, my experience is definitely different from that of everyone here. , first of all, I am a murderer."

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding atmosphere became obviously tense, because most people in the crowd knew what the consequences would be if 'Bruce Wayne' killed someone.

"Oh, please don't panic too much. In fact, as far as I know, at least one fifth of you have killed someone, and I am just the one who has fallen the most." The man continued. .

At this time, a voice came from the crowd: "We all know what kind of mental impact will be caused after killing someone, so I have reason to be sure that you are now a madman with no bottom line, and only a madman can If you do such a crazy thing and pull so many of yourself into one plane, then since you are a lunatic, why are we still here to listen to you?"

"Oh, I recognize you." Wayne on the stage suddenly interrupted the man in the crowd. He looked at the other person: "You look about 50 years old, with a beard and scars on your face. Hehe, it makes me think I think you must be the Batman who accidentally threw the Scarecrow off the rooftop and broke into pieces."

As soon as these words came out, the person in the crowd immediately frowned and looked uncomfortable.

"After that, you realize what you are going to face, so you retire and put yourself in Arkham Asylum, paralyzing yourself with the maximum dose of sedatives every day, and every night, you will be killed like that The pleasure awakens from a dream.”

In the crowd, all eyes immediately turned to the man, and the man shook his head in pain: "Damn, even if you are right, I didn't let myself become a lunatic like you!"

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, poured a handful of it, and stuffed it all into his mouth like eating peanuts.

After that, the man's eyes immediately became distracted, he became quiet, and he didn't say a word.

"Look, he has been living like this for the past ten years. Oh, I think you also know. After all, many of you have become like this, and there are more people who will sooner or later It became like this.”

"alright!"

Suddenly, another person interrupted him sharply: "It's not your turn to tell us what we will become. We just want to know how you got us here and what exactly you will do." What to do?"

"Hey, good question." Wayne said with a smile: "Then the first answer is not that I gathered you all here. The person who summoned you is a magical existence that is beyond us. He There is a tool that can connect countless dimensions, which is the prison where you were imprisoned before. Hehe, you may not believe it, but it is actually a hospital. And I just used his hand to gather everyone together. Just here.

As for why I gathered everyone here? Oh, of course it is for the goal that we have been striving for together.

That is.Salvation. "