The Death Knell

"Admit it, I gave Gotham to you. This fallen battlefield is the home that you and I built together. The only reason Gotham allows you to exist is because of your fear of me."

Under the street lights at midnight, two men sat side by side in front of the stairs of a ruined building.

They looked like friends who had had too much to drink together, arms around each other and saying things that made the other give up.

One of the younger and pale friends said this to the people around him with a smile. There was a smile on his face, but he did not laugh.

"First admit that you can't even start a family because the idea of ​​a family scares you, and you kill innocent people with your own tragedies." The butt-chinned friend next to him retorted, as if he was mocking him for not daring to get married.

"Do you think I don't dare? Or are you talking about the past? That is the process I need to understand you and understand everything about you, even if it means being your enemy, at least those things make us inseparable."

The young man rubbed his hair vigorously, as if to relieve the itching on his scalp. He answered the question seriously, his eyes shining under the street lights.

"Just for this reason, you are indeed crazy. This is not enough reason to trust you." The middle-aged man shook his head, but did not let go of the hand on his friend's shoulder.

Silence spread between the two of them.

Speaking of trust, this is probably the most expensive commodity in Gotham, because not everyone living here has the qualifications to trust others.

Just mentioning the word can be considered a luxury.

"I love Gotham, and this city deserves someone better than us, better than the Joker, better than the Dark Knight... So I will be her Pale Knight, the Joker is dead, and now only That leaves Jack Napier, Batman, and it’s me who will save our city this time.”

After saying that, the thin man stood up. He patted his butt, sniffed, and looked towards the not-so-distant city.

I saw that half of the city was covered in ice and snow at this time. Even the pedestrians on the overpass and the pet dogs on the roadside were frozen into crystal ice sculptures. Their time seemed to have stopped at that moment forever.

Batman also stood up. He dragged his long cloak behind Jack and said in his usual low voice:

"Assuming what you said is true, what she wants is the clown, but what are you going to give her now?"

Jack turned his head and grinned as wide as he could. His fake smile looked a little funny, but his voice was full of sadness:

"But she doesn't know that the Joker is dead, right?"

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"Ha, as expected, the timeline change rate shows three question marks."

Sarah laughed as if she was giving up on herself, sitting on the captain’s seat and rubbing her head, ‘? ? ? ’ means that the arrival of the Waverider has caused such changes to the single universe in front of us that even Gideon could not predict.

The Waverider arrived in this new multidimensional system called the 'DC Black Label Universe' by Deathstroke, and came to a place beyond the origin wall. The ripples in time and space caused by this may have released something bigger than Deathstroke not long ago. The devil is stronger than the devil.

But she can't care anymore, because Deathstroke has fulfilled his promise, and now it's time for her to pay the price.

"Little white bird, don't be upset, come on, let's play the ghost card."

Harley came over with a note on her face. She still had a few cards in her hand and was pestering Sarah to make trouble.

It’s true that Sarah is a ‘la-la’, but what bothers her most is crazy women, and Harley from Earth 0 is obviously one of them.

After Deathstroke helped her, he asked the Waverider to sail to the Crucible of the World to pick up the people. As a result, half a circus was brought on board. He and the orangutan were both old smokers. The entire bridge was filled with smoke at this time. It's like it's become a boiler room.

The orangutan was still wearing a green tweed suit and a detective hat.

At this time, at the forefront of the bridge, the man and the gorilla were standing by the window, looking at Gotham City below.

The ship is in stealth mode, and technology far beyond hundreds of years is enough to keep everyone from being detected.

"There really is a parallel world outside the Origin Wall..." Bobo held his pipe in his mouth, still looking surprised: "Then what exactly is our Origin Wall? It's just a place where Perpetua is imprisoned. A cage?"

"Probably so." Su Ming held the crystal ashtray he got from Bliss's house in his hand and flicked the ash into it politely: "It actually has other functions, such as isolating humans from the luminous sea. , such as throwing troublesome guys up and sticking them."

The orangutan detective grinned. He suddenly remembered Yuga Khan and couldn't help but shuddered: "The rupture of the origin wall seems to be a big problem, more serious than we realized before."

"Haha, although the wall is gone, the wall it left in people's hearts is still there." Deathstroke smiled. He looked at the half black and half white city below: "Since everyone knows that the wall is broken, why does everyone think about it? We want to build a wall, but no one has thought about getting out of the sheepfold and seeing what’s outside?”

"Perhaps it's because they don't have a waverider, and they will be twisted into quanta when they travel through the void area?" Bobo complained angrily, don't you know why people don't want to come out? Of course you will die if you come out: "Okay, is what you told me before true? Is there really a good clown in this world?"

"It's not the clown, at least not now, he's the Pale Knight." Su Ming lowered his voice and leaned into the orangutan's ear: "Don't mention the word clown, Harley will go crazy."

"No, I won't." Harley came over with the poker. Sarah seemed a little lonely because she didn't play with her, but her expression was calm at this time: "I have already seen the clown from Earth 0 die in front of me. , that’s enough, the clowns in the parallel world all belong to their respective Batmans, why should I be a bad guy and ruin their sweetness? I don’t like sad stories, and naturally I won’t make people sad anymore.”

"Well!" Bobo's eyes widened, and his lower lip almost covered his nostrils. It took him a long time to nod: "It's really unimaginable that you, a crazy woman, still have such a rational side. I even doubt whether I am. I'm talking to Dr. Quinzel. By the way, do you have a split personality? When you make a face on yourself, you're going to hammer all the clowns to death with a hammer, right?"

Harry smiled evilly and rubbed the monkey's head, then pulled his hat directly to his chin, blocking his black fur face:

"I'm a little crazy, but not stupid. If I couldn't tell who I had a grudge against, then I would have spent so many years in Gotham in vain." She left Bobo behind and walked to Deathstroke's side, very naturally He hugged one of his arms: "He tried to kill me three times and failed, but I tried once and watched him commit suicide. I have already won, right, Deathstroke?"

"You just need to know it yourself. In the city below us, there is a Doctor Quinzel and a female clown. They will be left to you when the time comes." Su Ming touched Harley's red ponytail and spoke gently. He said: "Get ready to take action to reverse the situation in Gotham like "The Day After Tomorrow". Then I will discuss terms with the two knights here..."