The Death Knell

Speaking of which, Ghost and Corrigan can't do anything to each other. They are one body and cannot hurt each other.

But if Corrigan, as the host, concentrates on using his willpower to fight against the ghost, the cuckold's Wrath of God will become confused and unable to move.

The detective also had an advantage in another way, because the legs were on him.

He tricked the ghost into taking him to Paradise Island, then he touched the seal under the ancient tree, closed his eyes and jumped down. Then he was trapped in the prison with the ghost, and kept company with a large group of monsters.

After discovering that he had been deceived by the host, the cuckold ghost became anxious and always wanted to go out to judge humans. However, Corrigan had already made up his mind to stay in Tartarus for the rest of his life. He could not help the Justice League, but he could at least do it. Don't hold back.

The ghost thought of a different way, by instilling the idea of ​​revenge into the 'inmate monsters', urging them to dig a way out, and even wanted to completely separate from the host and go out to judge the sinners alone.

However, he overestimated himself. Corrigan just didn't cooperate with him and couldn't get rid of the possessed relationship.

Normally, the seal of the Olympus God System is nothing to the ghost, and he can come in and out as he pleases.

But now that the host has entered Tartarus himself, Corrigan has a physical body. This mortal body is like an anchor, dragging the ghost here.

The most important thing is that the ghost found that he could not defeat the host. Corrigan may have suddenly had an epiphany and he knew a lot of things.

"James, you shouldn't disobey me. Your actions will lead to unpredictable consequences."

"Oh, let me see who will be unlucky. I don't understand what you say, but you don't understand what I know either. Because there is no 'justice' in this world, only 'story' and 'popularity'. If my My guess is good, you will soon become a stepping stone in the story, and I will drag you to death with me.”

The ghost's threats were treated as a joke by him, and Detective Corrigan simply lay down on the spot, holding a cigarette in his mouth and closing his eyes, completely ignoring the drooling monsters around him.

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At this time, in Midtown, underground in the Star Laboratory, the Joker and Luther were tampering with a tall corpse.

To be precise, Luthor was conducting some kind of experiment, and the Joker was just watching for fun.

"I remember these fake Batmans, what's their code name?" The clown played with the pointed ears on the opponent's helmet with a serious look on his face, and suddenly hit the palm of his hand with his fist: "By the way, it's called Lifeless Soft Wrist, right? Hahahahahaha..."

"It's a ruthless iron fist." The bald man wore a pair of high-tech goggles and cut off pieces of icy meat from the mutilated corpse and put them into a petri dish: "It's really crazy, his corpse is covered with death knells. Teeth marks, a large part of flesh and blood has been lost.”

"Okay, you can call them whatever you want." The clown waved his hands indifferently, looking uninterested: "They are not my little bats, they are just some poor imitators. But when will you get them?" body?"

Luther calmly added a few drops of serum to the petri dish and then put them into a machine:

"Actually, the Batmans of the Dark Knights were the first batch of victims of the Laughing Virus. They were not crazy enough, so they were not strong enough. It was inevitable that they would be eliminated by Laughing. I realized the truth about the madness of the bats from the beginning. The N metal, the door, and Barbatos’ coercion and inducement are just inducements.”

"Oh? Oh hehehe..."

"I thought at that time that the fact that so many Batmans went crazy together was definitely not the result of accidental superposition, but that the Laughing Bat mastered a 'promoting darkening' mode that can travel through different parallel worlds. So I started thinking very early on I started to collect many Dark Knights who died on Earth 0 to find their similarities. Believe me, if you have money, many things will become easy."

The bald man's expression was serious, and he remained calm while waiting for the machine to start running.

The clown smiled and took out an apple from his pocket, took a bite, and kept nodding:

"Okay, then I have a question. If our mutual 'friend' Deathstroke swallowed part of this guy's flesh and blood when he was mad, wouldn't he also be one of the infected?"

"According to theory, yes." Luther straightened up and walked towards the electron microscope: "But Deathstroke's situation is special. He used X metal to replace all the bones in his body, and bone marrow is the key to hematopoiesis. That kind of magical The metal purified his blood, cured him before he went mad, and allowed him to unintentionally avoid disaster."

The clown clapped wildly, not knowing who he was happy for. He jumped onto the dissecting table, turned around and sat on it: "So, the last medicine is missing from your serum formula? X metal?"

Luther was silent for a while, looking at the results in the microscope. After a while, he straightened up and took off his glasses: "Yes."

"Oh, this is going to be difficult. As far as I know, there are very few of those things in the main world. Only Deathstroke and my Kissing Bat have them." The clown swung his legs and lay down with his upper body. Smelling the corpse: "How do you get that thing?"

"No, there is actually someone else who has it, and that is Green Lantern John." Luther took off his white coat and put on his battle armor again: "Perpetua once told me that when she was still trapped, When he was in the complex, John once wanted to use cannonballs made of X metal to intercept her from reaching the earth. She thought it was ridiculous at the time and told me as a joke, because she had already used X metal to shape the original world. , now humans are using her things to threaten her."

The clown jumped off the dissecting table and walked out the door with small steps:

"Laughing and I will help you trick the big black guy into getting the metal. Let me collect some fear first and get a yellow light ring as bait. Let me think about it. Well, let's start with how to get John Let’s start blowing up our loved ones to the sky. I haven’t played with fireworks for a long time, hehehehe..."

"Keep a low profile, Joker. The serum has not been successful yet. Only by holding the antidote in our hands can we have the bargaining chip." Luther warned. He could not predict what the Joker would do, and he could not limit the madman's behavior. He could only Try to convince the other party with common interests.

The pale smiling man suddenly turned around, grabbed his green hair and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Don't worry, hey, little Lailai, you can't find anyone more low-key than me on earth! Because I’m still a dead person in the eyes of the Justice League!”

The leather shoes made a clattering sound, and the clown's back swaying from side to side disappeared in the darkness, only the laughter was still echoing.

Luther frowned, and he reached out and typed out a few lines of code on the device beside him.