The Collection of The End

——dc, light——

Atlantic.

A small fleet of one cruiser and four frigates was anchored on the sea.

"...The basic situation is like this.]"

Jin Jing, who was dressed in a white dress, floated in the air, looking at the Gotham Expedition Fleet in front of her, with an ethereal and distant voice:

"Do you have any questions?]"

The heavily armed Waynes, Falcone, Cobot and Fries looked at each other but did not speak.

As for "Bai Jingjing"'s two followers, Caroline and Max, ever since she shouted "Shazam" and transformed, they have always maintained a strange expression of "My wife, come out and see God".

On the contrary, Thomas Curry, who was wearing heavy armor, asked hesitantly: "No matter what, we are sailing a warship after all, right? We just came to the high seas openly? No reaction from the Americans or other countries?"

"Perhaps I forgot to mention it," Jin Jing took out a glowing purple document from her dress pocket with two fingers: "I also have the identity of 'bi senior agent', so this time we are investigating mysterious creatures in the Atlantic Ocean." The investigative actions are reasonable and lawful.]”

"The Brando family is simply too despicable," Cobblet snorted: "If his daughter doesn't develop well in Gotham, just ask someone to clean up the place."

"Gotham is not afraid of any external threats," Falcone responded, "but it also doesn't like trouble."

"As expected, some people in Congress should have doubts about the existence of 'Atlantis'. Since Gotham City has taken the initiative to propose this ocean exploration mission, they are probably happy to see it succeed." Thomas Wayne also road.

"I'm a little worried about the Atlanteans..." Atlanna, who had already put on the shining silver Atlantis armor, hesitated.

"My dear, do you still want to speak for the traitors who exiled and tried to execute you?" Curry turned around and interrupted.

"I'm just worried that they are not strong enough to serve as qualified cannon fodder in the attack of the Court of Owls." Atlanna shook her head: "And Miss Bai has promised to protect the tribesmen who are willing to continue to follow me."

After everyone fell silent again, only a stupid guy wearing a red tights with a lightning logo on his chest was still holding up his hands: "I, I, I, I have a problem!"

"...Say it, Billy.]" Jin Jing held up her hat speechlessly.

"You said they came for 'Batman', but no one here called that name." Billy pointed to Gotham, which was invisible in the distance: "What if they choose to invade Gotham?"

"I have brought all the people who could potentially become Batman," Jin Jing glared at him: "If there are still some missing, causing the Owl Legion to appear in Gotham, we will have to split into two groups. You and the I return to Gotham and the rest of us attack Atlantis.]"

"No problem! Shazam] is invincible!"

Katcha!

A bolt of lightning struck, and the stupid big man turned into a stupid boy, and fell into the sea with a thud.

Bang, bang, people who are not strong-willed enough are holding their foreheads.

"Ahem! Shazam!" Billy the Kid turned back into a big fool and flew up: "I've decided, my hero's name is 'Thor'!"

"As long as you are happy—here you are! Get ready!]"

At this moment, the originally clear sky suddenly turned cloudy, and the surging dark clouds were filled with streaks of red lightning. A few seconds later, the lightning and dark clouds "split" out of thin air, forming a huge black hole over the sea, and a powerful cyclone. Let the sea become stormy.

On the other side of the hollow, there were shadows like giant trains slowly approaching.

"It's an 'armed train' different from the 'ordinary trains' I killed! Follow the plan!]"

Jin Jing drew a circle around the fleet at extremely high speeds, wrapping them entirely in a translucent sphere. This sphere blocked the violent storms from the outside world, and also made the internal existence invisible to the outside world.

"The great sea god Poseidon -" Atlanna stood on the bow of the cruiser, her eyes glowed with blue light, and she opened her hands to the sea in front of her: "Show your power to these evil spirits from outside the sky - —”

Boom boom boom—boom!

When a giant snake made of pure metal and several wingmen flew out of the hole, the huge waves bursting from the sea directly blasted it into pieces.

The scale of this huge wave was so large that it even revealed the murloc army quietly lurking on the bottom of the sea.

They thought that their intention to track the fleet was exposed, and rushed to the sea to launch an attack. However, they found that the fleet on the sea had disappeared. In front of them were only a few angry mechanical snakes that had just rushed out of the space channel. Both sides continued to test None, the battle directly entered a fever pitch.

"The total force that the 'Court of Owls' can invest in a single world is limited, and there are too many 'Batman elements' to support it," Jin Jing said: "The next step is to reap the benefits... huh?"

With her "Shazam Power", she can clearly hear and understand the intruder's communication. The content seems a bit strange:

Cunning Avengers! It actually led us to Atlantis! 】

It doesn't matter! Neptune Namor is also their ally! Let's destroy Atlantis and then go to New York! 】

Long live the Chitauri! Long live Hydra! 】

The Space-Time Variation Management Bureau is indeed a bunch of rubbish.

……never mind.

Come here, you can die here.

——dc, darkness——

The rain stopped in Gotham.

Although the sudden stop of the heavy rain is confusing, Gotham people have long since been surprised by such small things.

A white-collar worker who had just gotten off work only raised his eyes to look at the sky. Although he felt that it was unusually dark, he did not intend to pay attention to it.

After all, is there anything weirder than a madman jumping out to kill you, only to be swatted away by another madman dressed as a bat? Especially when this happens more than once a day.

Thinking about it carefully, it does not seem strange that the frequency is so high.

"%￥#@!]"

A guy wearing brown spiked metal armor and holding a weird gun jumped out of the alley, shouting at the white-collar workers in a language he didn't understand.

Yes, that's it, the white-collar worker raised his hands helplessly.

What about the Bat-weird? It doesn't matter which one, come and save me.

"Meow-"

With a human-like meow, the strange man in metal armor froze on the spot, and then slowly fell to the ground, revealing a tall woman behind him dressed like a cat and like a bat.

"Thanks--"

"Stop talking nonsense!]" The woman didn't wait for the white-collar worker to speak and snatched the bag from his hand. After flipping it around, he threw it to the ground: "You don't even have any gems with you. If you are attacked again, you will die!" ]"

Before she finished speaking, her figure had disappeared from the white-collar worker.

Oh, it's "Batcat".

The white-collar worker squatted down and thought while packing his briefcase.

Legend has it that there is a dark knight in Gotham called Batman, who is dedicated to dealing with all the madmen in the city.

But the good times didn't last long. After being plotted against by a gang of lunatics, he also went crazy.

After that, various Batmans began to appear in Gotham. As long as there was one more madman, there would be one more Batman. This caused some guys who originally wanted to debut to quietly go back to the class.

Some people say that Batman has found a way to clone himself, and some say that those Batmans are actually the same person, just the product of cross-dressing after split personality, but this is difficult to explain why there are women among those "split Batmans", at least Judging from the results of his recent close observation, "Batcat" is indeed a woman, not a man disguised as a woman.

As for two Batmans appearing at the same time...how would ordinary people have the chance to see that kind of thing?

The white-collar worker packed his briefcase and continued to rush to the apartment.

Meeting Batman is not a good sign, no matter which one, because there will always be madmen asking these "victims" about Batman's words and deeds. To be honest, they don't believe it, and the lies will be directly seen, and the best case scenario is that only--

Pfft——

The white-collar worker was sprayed with a stream of yellow-green gas.

"Gu-hahaha! Pfft hahaha!" He couldn't help but start laughing wildly.

"Damn clown!]" The white-collar worker, who could hardly think, heard a hoarse and sharp voice: "You actually replaced my fear gas with laughing gas! How can I ask questions now?"

"Hahahahaha!" The white-collar worker laughed heartily.

"What is this? A message? 'Although the Chitauri are immune to fear gas, they are not immune to laughing gas, why don't you thank Uncle Clown'?]" A sharp voice: "Asshole! Don't fall into my hands!]"

"Hahahahaha!" the white-collar worker continued to laugh.

"Asshole, don't laugh!]" The owner of the voice became angry and punched the white-collar worker unconscious.

…

……Well.

When the white-collar man regained consciousness, he found that he did not fall on the street, but was tied up somewhere like an interrogation room.

The not-so-spacious room was crowded with a dozen weirdos wearing spiked armor, each of them equipped with guns that looked powerful at first sight.

Now we're in trouble... The white-collar worker thought drowsily.

The madmen in Gotham have always fought alone and have never established an organization that requires uniforms. These guys are obviously outsiders and will not abide by Gotham's rules.

In other words, his life is really in danger now.

"...]" The armored weirdos who were talking in a strange language seemed to have noticed that he was awake. They all came to him, spread a map of the United States on the table, and then asked in a bad accent: "Tell me, New York, Where?】"

"New York?" the white-collar worker replied doubtfully: "Do you want to ask about 'Metropolis', 'Central City' or 'Star City'? I have never heard of the city 'New York'. Isn't it a remote small city?"

"%￥*\u0026】" Those weirdos didn't seem surprised by his answer, and continued to study the map, completely ignoring his existence.

Even a fool knows that their attitude means "this person is useless, just kill him when you leave."

They looked more like a well-trained but poorly disciplined army than lunatics.

He must save himself, but what can a mere white-collar worker do?

While thinking of this, the information revealed by the madman before appeared in his mind:

Although the Chitauri are immune to fear gas, they are not immune to laughing gas]

Are they actually aliens?

Well, some things can still be done.

Breathe-breathe-breathe-breathe-

The white-collar worker began to take deep breaths, trying to expel the residual laughing gas - if any - he had inhaled from his lungs.

Fortunately, those weirdos didn't notice that his breathing rate was accelerating. Even if they did, they would be ignored. After all, what's the threat of breathing?

"Hehe——】""Hehe——】""Hehe——】"

Soon, the "laughing gas" expelled from the body by the white-collar workers through breathing took effect, and the effect was stronger than when the white-collar workers themselves were infected. The evidence is...these aliens actually let out laughter that belongs to the earth.

They didn't take it seriously at first, but as more and more people laughed, the expressions - well, the postures - of these aliens gradually changed from vigilance to fear, and finally to madness.

Buzz-dah-dah-squeak!

Before the aliens started killing each other, White Collar tipped his chair to the ground, dodging lasers and bullets that ricocheted around the small room.

Even so, a reflected laser still swept across his face, burning a deep mark from the corner of his mouth to his ears.

"Hehe...hehe..."

When all the dust settled, the white-collar worker rolled on the ground, used alien weapons to cut off the ropes that bound him, then climbed up, looking at everything around him while laughing miserably due to the aftereffects of laughing gas.

"It seems that the number of Batmans is still not enough, haha..." The white-collar worker picked up the weapons scattered on the ground and began to touch up the fallen aliens one by one: "I got this job as a receptionist all because of my good looks. , there is no chance now, it’s all your fault, haha..."

Facts have proved that his caution was not wrong. Some of the alien weapons were not fatal, but only knocked people unconscious. Two or three of the aliens who fell to the ground woke up soon after he started to finish off the damage. He yelled something in a language that the white-collar workers couldn't understand, but he killed them all by name.

"Wear a mask and resign, and you should still be able to earn half a month's salary, haha..."

The white-collar worker walked around the hut while talking to himself, and refinished each alien at least three times:

"How about Batman's benefits? Is there a place where I can submit my resume? Haha..."

"Unfortunately, the establishment is full. If you want to become Batman, I will kill you now."

When he finally stopped this useless behavior and staggered out of the cabin where the aliens were hiding, he was put to the head with a gun.

Opposite him was a strange man wearing a long purple suit, dyed green hair, and a serious expression on his face.

This guy is obviously pretending to be a clown, but he refuses to laugh. It’s just... just...

"Hehe...hehe...hehehe..."

The white-collar worker ignored the gunshot on his forehead and began to laugh. At the same time, the other corner of his mouth that was not burned turned up uncontrollably, as if he had seen something particularly funny:

"Why are you so serious??]"

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DC Law: No matter how weird Batman is, there will always be his own Joker