The Death Knell

Diana gathered people in Gotham and prepared to protect the speedsters. Let’s not talk about it, because although she gathered most of the members of the Justice League, she only lacked the original owner of the city.

Batman didn't come again, or in other words, he disappeared again after returning to Earth 0 to recover from his injuries.

If he wants to hide from other people's eyes, almost no superhero means can find him out.

The only solution is to kidnap someone close to him, such as Afu or Damian, and then put a sword on the hostage's neck, set a limited time, and when the time is up, break up the vote and let the bat come to you on its own initiative.

But this is not something heroes can do.

So where exactly is Batman now? In fact, he is also in Gotham, sitting in the Batcave, monitoring the heroes' every move through his brother's eyes, squinting.

"It seems like your situation has stabilized a lot. Is anyone still talking in your head now?"

The short-haired Dr. Quinzel asked. She and Jack were sitting at the workbench not far behind the bat. Next to them was the dedicated butler. They were enjoying late-night tea.

Black tea from Darjeeling, paired with freshly baked muffins, is a good solace on a cold night.

Even in the middle of the night, the butler did not show even a trace of fatigue. He was dressed neatly, his hair was combed meticulously, and he held the tray with one hand. He reservedly accepted Jack's compliments on his craftsmanship and attributed everything to "This is what a qualified butler should do." made'.

Batman didn't look back, and the deep voice sounded: "I'm much better. Although I can still feel the clown's presence, your medicine helped me suppress him temporarily. I need to take advantage of this quiet time to regain my consciousness." Review my plans.”

"But Deathstroke said he would solve this problem." The Pale Knight held a small teacup and interjected: "He came to me and Harley just to help you."

"This is debatable... Since you all say he has a plan, tell me his plan."

Batman turned around and looked at the other Joker with a deadpan expression.

He didn't trust these two people at all, because the credibility of the death knell that brought them to the main world was questionable.

Dr. Quinzel shook her head. Her round glasses slipped a little from the bridge of her nose. Her eyes stared at the Dark Knight from the top edge of the lenses, as if sizing up the patient.

"We can't tell you? Because we don't know... Are you more hypochondriacal than the Bruce of our world? You are darker than him, more... crazy."

"Crazy is just a tactical necessity? Only a madman can defeat a madman."

Batman looked at the faces of the two men, trying to get some clues from their expressions.

But these two are the Joker and Harley from another world? How could he tell anything? Even Batman? can't do this.

Jack smiled and put down the tea cup. He smiled and stroked his hair and knocked on his head: "If I remember correctly, the second half of the sentence should be the clown's line? He wants to play games with bats? He doesn't care about winning or losing. , but the Laughing Bat is different."

"I know this, but that's not important." Batman stood up, his black cloak sliding off the chair like running water, and he strode into the darkness: "Thank you for your help? But that's enough, I have more to come next. A multiverse to be saved? You stay here, and if you need anything, ask Afu."

Jack stood up, missed the butler who was serving him tea, and tried to persuade him: "Wait, Deathstroke asked me to give you something? He said what if the Laughing Bat faked his death and resurrected, and you returned to the Batcave. The situation means you have no clue, and this thing is a clue."

Batman's footsteps stopped. He came back and stretched out his hand. He didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth turned downward.

The Pale Knight dug into his pants pocket, took out something in his fist, and released it from Batman's hand.

The little thing fell into the black palm and rolled slightly. The colorful plastic paper had a beautiful light.

"A candy." Batman narrowed his eyes.

"Candy, this is his message." Jack sat back in his seat and picked up the newly filled teacup again: "Although I don't know what password you agreed with him, my words have been brought here. "

Batman was silent for a moment, put the candy back into his Bat Belt, lifted his cape and disappeared into the darkness.

This candy was not for him to eat. He already understood the meaning of the death knell.

.............................

At the same time, Su Ming, Superboy and Harley had arrived in front of Lucifer.

Yes, it's so weird. I don't know who the headless bartender is, nor how he recognized Lucifer, nor how he sent the three of them here.

They just followed the 'answer' given by the other party, followed the blind man and the dog out of the bar, and closed their eyes when facing the suddenly bright sky. When the light dissipated, they had arrived in a brand new multiverse.

Lucifer Universe.

I can't tell exactly where it is, but it looks like it should be a huge nightclub.

The store was filled with exciting electronic music, and colorful lights were spinning everywhere. Even the wine glasses on the bar were filled with red waves. The cheers of the handsome guys and beauties were getting louder and louder. They were fighting to the death. carnival.

But even so, Lucifer, who was just sitting quietly at the bar with a wine glass in his hand, was the most dazzling person.

Wearing a white suit, he hid in the darkness, with white wings hanging on his back. He looked at the three people who suddenly appeared with an elusive smile on his face.

He is worthy of being the first light in the world. He is so perfect, at least in appearance, there is absolutely no flaw at all.

Because he is synonymous with perfection, and the power of hell and heaven flows in his body. Anyone who sees him is different. He is always the person's favorite look. He will awaken the hidden desires in people's hearts. He is Anyone's dream girl.

No matter male or female.

Because the angel itself has no gender, with his strength, he can change his gender at any time, or have both gender characteristics at the same time.

Therefore, even in the eyes of Deathstroke, Lucifer is now a super beauty, but his reason and willpower remind him that this is still the same Satan.

"Hello, Satan."

Su Ming stretched out his hand, which was considered a friendly test.

Lucifer raised the corner of his mouth, blinked at him angrily, stretched out his hands to hold each other, licked his lips and replied:

"You don't need to be so polite. You are a friend of Alberta and Maizi, so you are also my friend. Just call me Morning Star. Welcome to my Garden of Eden, the last ideal land of mankind."

Well, after the test, he was still as sexy as the information in his head.