Bat Fight Simulator

Jason was definitely one of the people who supported Bruce in not letting the players take risks, but Messiah still followed them here.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you here."

The priest found that Messiah had been looking at him all the time. His clean blue eyes could clearly reflect this scarred face. He raised his palm and stroked the boy's black hair to comfort him, but his tone was quite firm.

He, Bruce, and Damian would not let the children involved get into trouble. No matter what the connection between the two and the church was, it was undeniable that the other party had nothing to do with the whole thing at the beginning. It was the priest who brought him into Gotham, and then he was noticed by the prophet.

It was just that the player who had been looking up was the first to discover the abnormality on the load-bearing column of the building. The shape of the original exquisite carvings seemed to be constantly changing, and then it became his appearance.

It can be said that the changes were full of horror. Messiah was indifferent to the hideous death on the face of the sight. He was not surprised when he found that Jason followed his sight but saw nothing.

The player made faces at the weird thing in a place where the adults could not see.

The journey was unexpectedly smooth, as if it was inviting them to go deeper, but this was also normal. After all, the more sacrifices, the better, and that was Batman. Messiah always felt that not only the fanatical fans in Gotham liked him, but also some weird guys.

Even Darkseid did not choose to kill Batman directly when facing him, but brainwashed him to do things for him.

And they only met a corpse under the church that was similar to the one Messiah had just seen and died in a different way. It was very hideous, and the blood on the body seemed to have been drained, with a rotten smell, but it was obvious that it had just died.

"It must have been eaten clean." Messiah muttered even though his eyes were covered by the priest, and Batman, who was half squatting to check the body, nodded and continued.

"It was the food residue left by the angel after eating."

"How could that kind of thing be considered an angel? A normal angel is still like Wonder Woman, reliable enough to make people feel at ease." Jason still likes Wonder Woman very much, so it is difficult for him to like this so-called church.

"But here, it feels like a road sign thrown out casually. What is this, fishing?" But even if it is fishing, they have to bite the hook.

For some reason, Messiah felt that his right eye couldn't help twitching. The narrow secret passage gave people a feeling of being too depressed, and a sense of déjà vu of walking in the blood vessels of a living creature, but when he thought of this, the player knew that this was probably reality.

However, when they continued to advance along the secret passage and reached a deep enough underground auditorium, they found that there were angel corpses everywhere, broken wings and fragmented bodies. The interior of the secret building was darker than the night, and there was enough bright blood.

A little careful analysis will reveal that the blood on the ground is emitting a certain halo, but although it is bright, it makes this place look even more gloomy and terrifying.

There is no need to go deeper, because the initiator of all this has appeared in front of everyone.

The clothes on his body are soaked in the so-called holy blood, and it is no longer clear what the original color is. The weapon in Tim's hand is just an ordinary crowbar. He uses this weapon to smash the monsters with human skin into a pool of meat mud.

"You are a little slow. I can solve everything myself." Tim couldn't help but smile, eight teeth, standard clown style.

Those green eyes are more creepy than everything here. I don't know if this result makes Batman feel better when he meets the enemy.

However, Batman did not get angry according to the stereotype of the Messiah. He was very calm. Although he was also very sad, he was not sharp. Under the mask of the vigilante, Bruce's voice sounded very hoarse.

"Tim, you don't look well. You need help."

"How are you going to help me, Bruce? Are you going to lock me up in Arkham? Or are you going to lock me up in the Batcave and turn me into a monkey for visitors?"

Jason frowned, and Messiah had already held the hedgehog in his palm to prevent him from jumping out and fighting Tim for three hundred rounds.

"That's not a visit. We're just concerned about you." There was no tone of denial in the way of handling the matter. Batman thought that Tim needed to be supervised now.

Looking at the scene of the father and son being kind and filial in front of him, Messiah always had a weird sense of déjà vu that the fake BOSS was the church, and the real BOSS was actually Red Robin.

If you think about it this way, then the situation of Barbatos and Grinning Maniac is not the same.

The fake BOSS is Barbatos. The real BOSS is Grinning Maniac.

So after a round, is the Batman's house the place where BOSSes are produced in abundance?

The players who felt that they had discovered something strange were shocked.

Chapter 160 Irresponsible Extra: Wild Daddy in Hell (End)

Speaking of which, it would be nice if the problem could be solved simply, so that players wouldn't have to work themselves to death to kill bosses.

But the angel corpses here always make people feel sick, and even the blood on Tim's body makes people feel uncomfortable, so don't dare to touch anything just because you don't have a san value. Messiah looked at the little red bird with a sad look on his face, which had always been very smart but now seemed not to be very smart.

It's all the Joker's fault. Look at what he made of the bird.

"The blood is alive. Stay away from him." Jason had already pointed the gun at Tim, but Batman reacted faster. He pounced on Red Robin without hesitation. The black bat and the red bird rolled together. He wanted to pull his adopted son out of the pile of corpses, even if the person involved attacked him mercilessly.

Bruce blocked the crowbar with some difficulty, and threw the weapon away with his backhand.