All Worlds Madhouse

Outside the castle, a dark crowd had already filled up.

Few people can truly understand what a scale of 100 people is. It may not sound like a lot, but if they really gather together, it will still give people a strong visual impact.

Moreover, these people at this moment have all put on various styles of ‘combat uniforms’.

Half of the reason why Bruce Wayne is able to do anything under the Gotham night is due to his combat equipment. In actual combat over the years, the element of [combat uniform] has almost been integrated into In Bruce's blood.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the person in all planes who embodies the function of "equipment" most vividly.

Therefore, during the first and second phases of the [Tower of Babel] plan in this world, Bruce Wayne will naturally not really hide in the Batcave all day long, watching the surveillance of no one at all. Screen was in a daze, he had been preparing for the arrival of himself from other dimensions.

He knows that after his other selves come to this world, they will eventually participate in the battle, and Batman's battles naturally require [equipment].

Everyone, all the gear! !

From the first second he came up with this plan, Wayne Group's underground weapons factory has never stopped for a moment. With nearly a hundred sets of combat uniforms, he can pull himself from other planes over, and he naturally has a way to know every one of himself. combat habits.

Therefore, Bruce customized props, weapons, costumes, dozens of armored vehicles, high-speed combat motorcycles, mobile land fortresses, and several aircraft passing by in the sky. The glider flies between the bat's wings.

These Batman troops no longer believe in the [Oath not to Kill], and they have a profound understanding of what kind of ending they will eventually reach.

So. This is a group of Batmans who dare to kill, want to kill, and yearn to kill!

Nearly a hundred Batmans who want to kill people.

No one knows what kind of force this group of people will be when they gather together. In short, even if an army stands in front of them, they may not show the slightest fear.

At this moment, their target is actually just a crumbling castle not far in front of them.

"Oh, I didn't expect that they were so close to me. These people were hiding under my nose, and I didn't even notice." A rickety figure walked out of the crowd.

This is the original Bruce of this plane.

He walked out of the Batcave for the first time in many years. At this time, his body was still wrapped in thick black bandages. The difference was that there were thick tubes connected to his back, and those tubes were inserted into his Behind the back, deep into the spinal cord and internal organs, one can clearly see that some dark potions are flowing repeatedly in those tubes.

At the end of all the tubes, there is a small box with no flashy appearance.

This box is squeezed into Bruce's waist. It is constantly cleaning Bruce's blood, refining the toxins accumulated in it due to long-term restlessness, and at the same time, injecting a large amount of stimulants into his body.

No one can say how strong a person's will can be, but Bruce Wayne used this crazy method to allow his body, which should have died long ago, to still continue to move.

It's like as long as he doesn't want to die, he is infinitely close to death, but no one can really make him cross the death line.

This is will.

"Zhizhi——" A series of electric current sounds came: "Report, within a radius of 300 kilometers, there are no signs of human activities, no excess metal was found within a depth of 500 meters underground, there is no current, there is no energy source, and the thermal detection has not been completed. Target detected."

Within a few minutes, the seven Bat gliders completely collected all the information within hundreds of kilometers nearby.

"Very good." Wayne nodded: "In other words, everyone is in this small building."

Before he finished speaking, a huge Batman walked out of the crowd.

His whole body is almost buried in the arsenal of weapons, submachine guns, flamethrowers, rocket launchers, combat knives, and sniper rifles.

If you haven't seen him, you can't imagine how a person can carry so many weapons on his body.

Then you can tell at a glance that this Bruce Wayne is the version that infinitely believes that "criminals should be shot". In his universe, there is no bat logo, and he will not beat you to Arkham with broken limbs. madhouse.

If he wants to kill you, all you can get are various guns.

But in this plane, the bloodthirsty in his heart was even more amplified, and his desire for weapons was definitely satisfied to the greatest extent.

"Since they are all here, it will be much easier to handle." He smiled ferociously, and without waiting for others to express their opinions, he directly took out a minigun unloaded from a helicopter from behind.

"I've always wanted to try this, but so far, I haven't found a target worthy of using this thing. Hey, I'm really looking forward to it."

The words just fell.

"Buzz————"

The machine gun's wheel began to warm up, and then the sound of the crankshaft friction that could never be heard in normal life began.

Only a second passed.

Six bright blue flames were sprayed out from the rotating barrel, and countless metal bullets began to fly under the night sky!

The sound was weird and dull, like countless balloons exploding, puff puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff, puff puff. But those bullets exploding in the wilderness were extremely breathtaking. Gunfire split the air and made a harsh scream. With huge destructive power, he arrived in front of the wall of the old castle in an instant, shattering the mud wall that had been in disrepair for a long time. Countless sharp cement fragments fell off, flew up, and shot out in irregular directions.

It only took less than 20 seconds for the machine gun to stop spitting, probably because the man felt that this was not exciting enough.

So, he took off the grenades wrapped around his body and threw 12 of them at the building in front of him.

He didn't pull the tabs because he didn't need to set them off. I saw this guy taking advantage of the situation to take out the rocket launcher behind him and put it on his shoulder.

He didn't need to aim at such a big target, he just opened his unshaven mouth and laughed.

"Whoosh————"

A sound broke through the air, carrying flames and heading straight towards the building. Then, there was a bang, and suddenly there was a wave of heat and flames shooting into the sky.

However, Bruce, who was covered in weapons, suddenly became serious in his eyes.

Because that special missile, which was enough to blow up a building into the sky, did not fly to the target as expected, but suddenly exploded in mid-air.

Moreover, the castle in front of us that should have been shot into a sieve only maintained the pattern of peeling off the walls, but the wall itself was not damaged at all.

"Oh, don't be surprised. If it's so easy to blow them up, then why do I need you?"

Batman said with tubes inserted all over his body.

At the same time, in the dazzling firelight, there was a sound of "dah-dah" galloping.

Then, a cute little pig suddenly jumped out and ran straight towards the crowd. In the aftermath of the explosion behind him, a fat figure holding two knives followed closely behind.