Bat Fight Simulator

"Is the Joker in the hotel?"

"I'm not sure." Penny answered dutifully.

"Then where is he?"

Laughing, the player looks more and more like a villain when he gets the script.

What is this, scumbag Night Owl, are you trying to pua my character card, click.

What is this, the Joker who popped up, click.

Le, no need to look for him, a certain owl has heard the news and is looking for his claws.

In fact, the reason for wanting to kill the Joker in the first universe is also so simple.

Before↓

Player: Why do I (Jason) have so many scars on my face, I'm not happy, I want to kill the Joker

Now↓

Player: Don't be unhappy, Dick, if you are unhappy, then let's do something happy, such as clicking Night Owl

I am so biased

Chapter 90 The Joker's Horror

Where is the Joker? This is a question. If the other party is confronting Batman in the hotel, then Messiah only needs to go to the hotel to support him.

But things don't seem so simple and easy. The explosion of Wayne Tower made the originally peaceful night noisy and noisy. The areas where neon lights were lit were extinguished one after another. The skilled guys in the night market had already started to finish work tonight and went to take shelter.

There is no way. If you want to make money in Gotham at night, you won't know how you died if you don't react quickly enough.

The areas that were originally lit became pitch black, and the city became a competition field for criminals and vigilantes.

When Messiah returned to the vicinity of Wayne Tower, he found that the location that was blown up was the highest point, where he had been before.

But it is better to blow up above than below. After all, it would be very troublesome if the whole building collapsed. At this time, the earphones came with the voice of Penny One again, with a soothing meaning.

"I have asked for the help of the Justice League. At this time, um... Superman is on the way."

Messiah: "?"

Wait, it's said that Batman is a cold and lonely king, and the despicable outsiders get out of Gotham! Don't we solve the problem ourselves under normal circumstances?

With a kind of shock of the stereotype of bats, Messiah turned his head and saw the blue big man who arrived in front of him in three seconds.

The red cape fluttered in the night sky, and the old butler Penny said in a tone that was not surprised, "In this case, the master will ask for help from the Justice League."

Clark Kent AKA Superman, just after lying down in the middle of the night, was called out by a series of fatal calls to work overtime. His attitude was not complaining at all, but very friendly. He also looked at the young man in front of him with curiosity. In fact, they had heard about it in their league.

Another visitor from a parallel world.

"Hello, you are the Arkham Knight." Clark said.

Player: "..."

The player who was killed in the first sentence felt guilty. Batman was fine, but when Superman called him out, he wanted to dig his toes into the ground, and at least dig out a bat cave.

He was as embarrassed as playing with an adult's gun on a whim, and everyone thought he was a sharpshooter.

If he had known earlier, he would have called himself Nightwing. How could using the code name of an isotope be considered plagiarism? There are so many parallel universes and so many Nightwings. He is also Dick Grayson. It is normal to use it.

As a result, he has now become the Claw of Arkham Knight in Nightwing uniform.

It is still a bit difficult.

Messiah nodded with a forced smile. He wiped off the sweat on his head and focused on the current situation in Gotham.

"There should be no problem here. You go to the hotel to help Batman." When he set his sights on the top of the destroyed tower, he couldn't help frowning. Why was there a time bomb placed here?

Speaking of which, he did like the view here. Was it because he landed in this position too often?

After noticing this, Messiah felt a little disgusted. He felt a sticky feeling of being stared at.

His night patrol route was different every day and was not fixed. From dusk to dawn, he did not rest here more than five times, but was he noticed even so?

It was a bit like a fanatical stalker. Messiah suddenly became more worried about Batman. He was worried about all kinds of things. Seeing that Superman was still hesitant, he continued to urge him.

"I'm not a child. Don't worry. Batman is more dangerous now."

Superman's hesitation came from the fact that he also noticed that the Joker was targeting this new assistant of Batman. If he left directly, would the Joker find him?

"The Joker should be inside the hotel." Alfred frowned after finally finding the Joker's trace. He found the guy dressed as the Joker through the surveillance of the buildings around the hotel. The other party was standing next to Harley Quinn.

"Batman is injured." The bloodstains made the old butler's tone stagnate, and as soon as he finished speaking, the sonic boom exploded. When Messiah looked up again, the figure of the Kryptonian was only a distant point. The other party crossed most of Gotham and rushed directly into the marked hotel.

The alien was in a hurry.

Messiah shrugged, raised his hand and fired the grappling gun, ready to chase after him to help. The old butler comforted him in his ears. He was worried about Batman and Messiah.

"Is it different from what you think?" Alfu asked.

"Did I show it very obviously?" The player thought about his shock at that time. It was indeed a bit exaggerated, but that was indeed his first reaction.

"After... leaving, the master walked alone for a long time..." The words were vague, but Messiah could clearly interpret the name that was omitted, Robin, their Dick, and also the same position that died early in this universe.

"Until he met Superman, and then more companions," Alfu continued to talk about the reason for the establishment of this universe's Justice League, "It was the master who took the initiative to invite them to form the Justice League, and since then he has been helping each other with his companions."