The Death Knell

"Who are you? What are you going to do to me?"

Superman's face was covered in green, and his facial expression was like a mask of pain. He had inhaled a large amount of kryptonite spray before, and now he was given an external application of kryptonite by the skeleton. The pain at this time was self-evident.

Not only the physical torture, but also the mental torture is unbearable. When the kryptonite component flows into the brain with the blood, he will even produce some symptoms of psychosis.

For example, hallucinations, seeing things that don't exist, or dead people. For example, schizophrenia cannot control one's emotions and is driven by anger.

Whether Kryptonite is natural or man-made, it has the same effect on Kryptonians, especially after Batman invented a lot of unpredictable ways to use it.

In the past, Luthor used kryptonite to fight Superman, which was the simplest application, such as using kryptonite to make a suit of armor or a weapon.

But when Batman joined this 'arms race', the collision of the two geniuses produced many sparks of wisdom. For example, Bat invented the kryptonite flashlight, which is a handheld device that emits kryptonite radiation.

But this is not entirely a bad thing. After all, Batman's invention has also benefited Superman. You must know that a long time ago, the Justice League could not even give Superman an injection or draw blood. It was Bat who came up with the idea of ​​kryptonite needles.

There is also a shadow of Batman in Superman's married life. I won't go into details. Anyway, Lois is very grateful to Batman.

"Kaka!"

Covered in spider webs and wearing a tuxedo that looked like a skeleton in a hole, the skeleton opened his mouth toward Superman, and made two sounds of his upper and lower jaws clashing, which sounded like playing Allegro. This was his answer.

The poor Kryptonian is like fish on the chopping board. Although he feels that the skeleton may do something bad, he is completely unable to resist.

At this time, Superman felt a little regretful, regretting his carelessness in not noticing the abnormality of the skeleton when he was in the Wayne Mansion.

Jason said that this was Alfred's body. He didn't check it out of respect, and he didn't think much about it. As a result, he paid the price for his gullibility now. Who could have expected that this skeleton was so strong, and it was nothing like Alfred. Germany has nothing to do with it.

But if he was given another chance, he would still believe in Jason.

Because he is Superman, Superman is always willing to believe in his friends. No matter whether this trust will be betrayed or not, he can give his friends opportunities again and again. This is his way of hope.

No matter what he was thinking, the skeleton just took out a steady stream of kryptonite from his tuxedo pocket like magic, placed it in a circle around Superman, and reached out to touch the ground under his feet, as if feeling the night. Won't make people catch a cold.

After completing the 'magic circle', the skeleton grabbed the black cloth bag on the side and took out a handful of white powder with his withered white bone claws.

"Batman? Is that you?"

Superman didn't know what the powder was, but he didn't feel good, so he deliberately called the skeleton Batman, hoping to delay the time a little, at least until Diana and others could rescue him.

He knew Diana and knew that she would not give up on her teammates and friends. Although her vision and hearing were now affected by kryptonite, he guessed that Diana and her cousin should be nearby.

Unexpectedly, after the skeleton was called Batman, he stopped for a moment, first put down the handful of white noodles, and then began to search for something in his pocket.

He took out a lump of black mud, which looked like plasticine, and then shaped them into two triangles, and stuck them on top of his head with his backhand.

Then the skeleton's face turned to Superman, and the mandible opened and closed a few more times. Although there was no flesh and no lips, it was impossible to tell what his lips were saying, but Superman had a feeling that what the skeleton seemed to be saying was... ....

Because...I am Batman!

Unfortunately, just when Superman really started to consider whether the skeleton was Batman, the skeleton bent down silently, and began to beat the ground with his fist while lying on his stomach, his shoulders shaking non-stop.

He was laughing silently, and was even so amused by the joke that he held his stomach and rolled.

And all this left Superman confused.

Asking whether the skeleton was Batman was originally just to buy time for his teammates to rescue him, but now Superman just feels like he has been involved in it, and he feels even more uncomfortable.

Why is this happening? The answer is very simple, that is, Superman is worried that this skeleton is really Batman, so what should he do?

Once reinforcements arrive and the war begins, whether it is Diana killing the skeleton or the skeleton killing Diana, Superman does not want to see it. If it is really a misunderstanding that causes his teammates to kill each other, then he himself is the biggest sinner.

Others may not care about this. After all, they are still in danger. How can they worry about the kidnappers?

But Superman's thoughts are nobler than most people's. He would rather be injured than see the possibility of tragedy.

Although this skeleton is rolling on the floor laughing, is he actually Batman? Could it be that he was also brainwashed, or controlled by the black light, and thus forgot his past identity?

So the more Skull laughs, the more Superman feels something is wrong with him, because Skull behaves like the Joker or the Laughing Bat, both of whom have an inseparable relationship with Batman.

While the effects of kryptonite gave Clark a splitting headache, he also had to think about these riddle-like questions, which was far beyond Superman's ability. He was not good at dealing with undead creatures. To be precise, before the Blackest Night , he has never even seen the living dead.

At this moment, Superman suddenly discovered that several pieces of the kryptonite surrounding him began to move on their own. They knocked and slid away on the ground silently, making no sound.

Has anyone come to save me? This was Superman's first reaction, but he didn't think Diana or Kara had this ability to retrieve objects from across the air. Could it be Harley?

I heard that when mental power is developed to a certain extent, one can achieve the ability to control objects with thoughts. Is madness another evolution of human beings?

But before he could figure it out, the skeleton on the side suddenly took action. He stretched out his hands to turn Superman's head, and squeezed Superman's face like juice.

"call!"

Superman exhaled a breath of cold air uncontrollably, which affected the shape of the moisture in the air, turning it into a small piece of fog, and in the fog emerged the outline of a very similar lake.

Next, the skeleton pulled out a bat gun like magic and pulled the trigger towards the figure in the mist.

A green light shot out like a bolt of lightning, hitting the outline in the fog. Superman only heard a scream coming from nowhere, and the surroundings quickly returned to silence.