Bat Fight Simulator

For example, the colorful bat fairies flying around.

And although they were all bats, the little guys preferred Alfred to Batman himself, and they scattered and flew away as soon as they saw Bruce coming.

Bruce was directly isolated by the bat fairies: "?"

Seeing this, Jason had a hard time holding back his laughter. Damian also wanted to catch those flying father Q-version figures.

Unfortunately, although they would not scatter when the little assassin approached, they would fly high collectively to prevent being caught.

On the contrary, Jason had a bat with a blue cape landed next to him, and the boy raised his hand to give the other party a place to sit down and rest.

The little bat still had a plate of cookies in his hand, which was a reward from Alfred when he helped to clean the table. He handed the plate in his arms to Jason.

"Here you go."

"Was the journey very hard? Welcome back, Jason."

The tone of the voice was very cheerful. They were not troubled by worldly troubles. At least here, the colors of all things were carefree and sweet.

This sentence made Jason pause in picking up the cookie. He looked at the blue cloaked bat that stayed beside him. The emotions in his heart that seemed to be blocked by something suddenly loosened.

The tense emotions finally became relaxed and relaxed when he arrived at his family.

"Yes, I'm back."

After a long journey of life and death, he finally returned to Gotham from Ethiopia, to this place.

On the other side, the player was helping Damian catch the little bat fairy. Of course, he didn't use any rough means, because the Messiah, who was not gloomy at all, was sunny, cheerful, enthusiastic and lively, and was indeed more loved by the bats.

Soon, Damian, who was a little depressed, was also stopped by several bat fairies due to human intervention.

"It's not that they don't like you, they just don't like being caught, right? That's why they fly high, um, this is very much like a proud cat."

"Don't these things obey you because you created them?" Damian stared at Messiah's face and said this casually.

"How could it be? Buildings are fine, but I am only responsible for giving magical creatures an opportunity to appear. Life is not a mechanical equation that can be commanded and controlled." Messiah took a piece of the cookie shared by Jason, then broke it into several pieces, ate a little bit himself, and gave the rest to the surrounding bat fairies.

"But although they are lives, they can only survive in such a dream. If the dream collapses, they will disappear with it."

Messiah has tried his best. He is still in the cage. It is the result of considerable effort to be able to tinker with so many things. In the final analysis, dreams are not for people to live in. The real residents here are all kinds of magical creatures.

That is, although Wayne Manor belongs to Bruce, it is just a dream, so the real owner of this house is the Bat Fairy and the Red Bat Carpet. In fact, there are also the Thorn Driver and the Nightwing Ragdoll Rabbit who are running around to support their family at a young age.

Messiah finally found the blind spot. Whose house is this Wayne Manor? Anyway, it is not Bruce's JPG

It is obvious that Damian also thought of this problem, but Jason didn't care much. Anyway, whether it is the Wayne Manor in the dream or the Wayne Manor in reality, it can indeed be regarded as home because his beloved family is around.

"Young masters, do you want to eat something?"

Alfu noticed the problem of insufficient food feeding. They all seemed to get along well with the Bat Fairy, the boy who looked too similar to Master Bruce, Jason who didn't know what was going on, and another Tim who was obviously different from Robin.

Alfu also didn't forget Timothy whom they met not long ago.

However, Messiah did not mean to give a long explanation. He thanked the old butler for his thoughtfulness, and then looked at Damian for less than a minute before asking where Batman, who disappeared at some point, had gone.

"The master went to change his uniform first." Alfred was calm and composed. He did not want to bring them to the Batcave, but the children did not seem to be able to stay still, and the pink and tender cave below, how to say it.

In fact, there are some and some not, but the style always gives people a sense of youth and beauty that is not suitable. It is too youthful, and the childishness is about to come out.

Jason looks the oldest among the three children, while Messiah and Robin are about the same age. Damian is really small, but he is not tall enough, but he is very imposing.

Alfred led the three people to the bottom of the Batcave, but only Barbara and Nightwing could be seen, and Robin did not know where he ran away.

Nightwing was really surprised to see Jason. He did not have the silent caution of Bruce, but went up to hug this lost and found brother enthusiastically.

Of course, he saw Damian, and actually wanted to hug him, but Damian hid quickly.

Messiah didn't want to become a strange substitute literature, so he also hid away. In the end, Jason was left alone to bear everything.

"Jason, Jason, is it really you?!" Jason, who was hugged enthusiastically, just wanted to push this inexplicable big blue bird away. Damn, it was so disgusting.

"Otherwise, what do you think I am?" Finally, Jason couldn't bear it anymore, and he punched Nightwing in the face directly, without any courtesy. Well, for the sake of the wounded, he still restrained his strength.

Messiah was stunned. He hadn't figured out that Jason really did what he said.

Unfortunately, Nightwing, who really hugged the person, would rather be beaten than let go. He hugged very tightly. He felt that this was Jason, the brother he had lost long ago, the second generation Robin who was lying in the grave.

He really had too many words and too many questions. He also felt nervous about losing and regaining and not daring to let go. His palms were even sweaty.