What bad intentions could Batman have?

Somewhere in the dark multiverse.

This is the dark multiverse of the Laughing Bat. At this moment, he is sitting on the swivel chair of his own Batcave, with the Batcomputer in front of him.

Oh no, maybe it should be called the Laughing Batcave and the Laughing Batcomputer now. At least at this moment, the Laughing Bat has decorated his Batcave like a picture drawn with the brain of the Joker after he got drunk and killed a random passerby. That's right, because he is crazy, haha!

The Laughing Bat used his sharp fingers to knock on the table from time to time.

Beside him, two unlucky Bruces from the dark multiverse were wearing full Batman uniforms and were tied to the cross by him.

Among them. One groaned in pain and wanted to beg for mercy from the Laughing Bat but was too timid to dare, while the slightly older one closed his eyes tightly and let the blood drip from his nailed palm to the ground.

The Laughing Bat is thinking...

He wants to stop the Emperor Joker from coming to reality. This idea is good, but the specific operation is particularly complicated. He has been thinking about it until now and has no clue.

He inherited the Joker's crazy thinking and Batman's calm wisdom. These two characteristics are combined in him, but it is not so easy for him to break through the limitation of lack of inspiration.

Even the Joker will be troubled by the lack of humor of the smiling piranha he created. How can the Laughing Bat, a better comedian who must make plans before going on stage, not worry about how to present a good comedy experience to the audience?

The audience only needs to be disgusted by the cackle in the audience, but the Laughing Bat has to consider more.

"Please, please spare me..."

The younger Batman of the Dark Multiverse finally plucked up the courage to beg for mercy from the Laughing Bat. After long-term torture, this fledgling young Batman is not the never-defeated Bruce Wayne of the main universe after all.

After all, he is also a human being. He will be afraid, he will be weak, he will be servile, do all kinds of despicable things, and show all kinds of timid expressions that will never be associated with the three words Batman in the eyes of the world.

This is the innate defect of the defective products of the Dark Multiverse Batman.

Originally, the Laughing Bat thought he would enjoy all this, but he didn't after all.

Frankly speaking, he is a little bored now.

The Laughing Bat turned his eyes to the older Batman who had never said a word.

"Hey, young Bruce begged for mercy, doesn't middle-aged Bruce plan to try it too?"

He stood up from the chair and put his plan aside for the time being.

He walked to the side of the old Bruce. The few Robins squatting not far away immediately stood up loyally because their master stood up, waiting to swallow blood for their master, but the Laughing Bat waved his hand, and these Robins immediately stopped.

"Bruce...Bruce...My dear Bruce, look. Your young counterpart from another universe has already started begging for mercy. Don't you plan to say anything?"

The older Batman didn't say anything, he still kept his eyes closed.

The Laughing Bat got close to the other's face, the spikes on his dark goggles pierced the Batman, blood flowed from the hole on his forehead.

The Laughing Bat hated him a little bit, why did he hit his head and bleed in the darkness with no way out?

It was just a meaningless persistence.

He turned his head and looked at the younger Bruce Wayne: "Bark for me, learn to bark, can you? Little darling?"

The Laughing Bat looked at the expression on the young Bruce's face with pleasure, and the other party finally obeyed his orders, and the two barks made the Laughing Bat laugh.

Then the Laughing Bat turned to the older Batman and promised that if he learned to bark like a dog, he would put him down and save him from the pain of being nailed to the cross.

But the older Batman remained silent, as if he was dead.

So the Laughing Bat finally lost his patience: "You will never learn to face reality, right?"

The older Batman heard the change in the Laughing Bat's tone.

He knew he was probably going to die.

He opened his eyes and said, "Batman never faces reality. Batman forces reality."

He said sarcastically, "But it looks like you are forced by reality."

Puff!

The Laughing Bat expressionlessly cut his neck, and the bat dart made of dark metal was held in the Laughing Bat's hand, cutting from the neck to the chest like cutting tofu, and then cutting open the belly, and the colorful cake juice poured onto the ground, and the red toffee stream spurted out due to pressure.

The young Batman who was alive next to him screamed.

He was already discouraged. The immature but calm Batman would never come back.

When he heard the Laughing Bat suggest that he would be taken down from the cross if he laughed like the Laughing Bat, the young Batman immediately agreed.

"Haha, haha, hahahahaha!"

The laughter of the Laughing Bat and the young Batman mixed together. Their laughter was very close, as if they were the same person, full of sober self-degradation and twisted broken jars, and even a little bit of fun in it.

How can a person change so much?

How does a person change from a young but experienced, occasionally impulsive but righteous Batman to the groveling grinning man in front of him?

No one can answer this question about the Laughing Bat, and no one can answer the changes in the young Batman.

Young Batman has fulfilled the Laughing Bat's orders, and he must give a reward.

So the Laughing Bat wielded a dark metal batarang and chopped off the young Batman's limbs.

Yes, he did keep his promise, and he did help young Batman get down from the cross, but the price was to cut off his hands and feet, hahahahaha! ! !

An unexpectedly bad joke, right?

"Crawl." The Laughing Bat said: "Climb to the entrance of the cave and climb out, and you will live, otherwise you will die. Is it clear enough?"

Then he ignored Bruce, who was desperately twisting his severed limb to crawl to the door, sat back on his chair, and began to think about his plan.

The Laughing Bat never shows it, but in fact, he is anxious.

It's not that Barbatos didn't assign him a task. He is now leading the task of leading the Dark Knights to besiege the Monitor, and then summon Barbatos to capture the opponent alive.

Even for the Laughing Bat, running both plans at the same time would make him slightly less effective.

He must block the basis of cooperation between Emperor Jester and Barbatos, but how to do it?

And he's certainly not content with just stopping the Emperor's Joker, the Batman Who Laughs who has claimed the Dragon of the Dark Multiverse...

In the entire multiverse, there should be only one Batman who can laugh!

He just wants the other person to die!

And soon, after a long period of squatting, he finally detected a certain movement of the Emperor Clown on the super-time stream...

The Laughing Bat stood up.

The prototype of a plan gradually took shape in his mind.

He left the Batcomputer, stepped over the steps, and walked directly outside the Laughing Batcave.

He had to hurry up and start putting his ideas into action now.

When the Laughing Bat was about to open the portal and leave, he suddenly saw the young Batman with all his limbs broken not far away.

He had just crawled out of the door of the Laughing Bat Cave, and was shaking his body slightly because of the severe pain. He had been trying to escape with his limbs that kept spurting blood, and he actually managed to escape to the door despite the blood that kept flowing. outside.

This tenacious will to survive made even the Laughing Bat look askance.

And he...

Don't like this.

So he walked up to the Batman and raised his batarang at him.

"No! No! Wait, didn't you say you would spare my life if I climbed out of the Batcave? You said it, you said it, you promised me!"

The Laughing Bat tilted its head cutely.

Then it occurred to him that he had actually said that.

So he put the batarang away.

"Yes, I did say that."

Just when the young Batman breathed a sigh of relief, the Laughing Bat suddenly threw his batarang at him, piercing deeply into his flesh, followed by the next one, and the next one.

"No! No! You are not trustworthy."

"What? Credit? Of course I give credit. Didn't I already spare your life?"

"But now you..."

"Oh, now here's the other thing, because you walked out of the Batcave door left-hand first, and I'm the staunch right-hander. So die, you damn left-hander! Haha! Haha! Hahahahahaha!! !”

puff!

puff!

The young Batman was still begging for mercy at first, but soon his voice gradually disappeared. Blood flowed out of his body. He kept losing blood. Even Bruce Wayne's strong body could not survive such a situation. The situation guarantees his life.

When the Laughing Bat disappeared into his dark multiverse in a burst of blue light, there was only a mutilated corpse with no hands and feet at the door of the Laughing Bat Cave, shaking slightly in the cold winter wind.

All the blood in his body was basically drained.

The blood flowed out around him with him as the center...

Drop by drop,

Wisp after wisp.

Like in a land of black and white,

A flower burned out,

Blood red flowers.

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The place of death.

This is the base camp of the Black Death Emperor. The independent area opened up by the Black Death Emperor in the realm of death is completely under his control.

For hundreds of millions of years, very few creatures have been able to escape from this place. It can even be said that there are almost no creatures.

The most recent person to leave here was Hal Jordan of the main universe. During the "Rage of the First Lantern" period, the Green Lantern of the main universe took the initiative to commit suicide and set a trap on himself in order to defeat the scourge of the First Lantern. "The Greatest Black Lantern of All Time" buff.

Then the next step is Hal Jordan showing off his power. The contemporary Black Lantern drives the black lantern beast Black Death into reality. Black Death wields his scythe and kills many members of the Lantern Corps (such as those who control the Parallax monster) with one blow. Sinestro) The extremely weakened Lantern One was split in half.

Then the Black Death Emperor returned to his "Kingdom of God" and continued to perform his work of pulling billions of universes into death.

The main universe cannot be dragged to death by him, but if he can drag an ordinary parallel universe or even a dark multiverse, isn't that within easy reach?

In the Dark Multiverse, there are definitely not a few universes where the Blackest Night has occurred. Even if it is not completely successful, at least a large number of people died and a part of the performance was lost...

But overall, the place of death of the Black Death Emperor is still a quite quiet graveyard, full of tranquility and badness.

But at this time, the voice of the Black Death Emperor resounded from the grave that should have been quiet.

"Why? Why are you afraid! Your friend is only me, and I am so good to you!"

"Batman! All day long, you only know Batman!"

"you……"

The Black Death Emperor's curses suddenly stopped.

The Black Death Emperor expressionlessly put down William Hand, who refused to obey his orders no matter how much he scolded him. Then, with just a wave of his hand, the man was blocked by countless spaces and sent to an unknown corner of the cell. The Black Death Emperor turned around and saw the white air floating from the tombstone not far away, forming a clown head with a crown in the air.

The Black Death Emperor walked to the grave and stood in front of the grave with a sickle in hand, expressionless.

"come out."

He said directly and simply.

"No one can invade my world and still leave so peacefully, you..."

Before the Black Death Emperor finished speaking, he immediately recognized who this audacious person who invaded his domain was.

"Emperor Jester?"

"I'm here to discuss cooperation with you, hehehe... This is a big business worth hundreds of millions!"

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Looking at Faust who fell to the ground, Chen Tao let out a long breath.

He has finally captured Faust alive without hurting him. What follows is a very simple plot of the white slave owner whipping Nico wildly to make him work.

But at this moment... Chen Tao suddenly saw small stones in the air, one after another caused by the aftermath of their battle, suddenly flying into the air, and then twisting and transforming into a person in mid-air.

Chen Tao was ready.

Then he looked strangely when he saw these stones forming a familiar look in front of him.

Pointed ears, raised mouth corners, and goggles that look like a dog's spiked collar.

Isn’t this a wild laugh?

Chen Tao was so excited that he almost desperately summoned Xue Tu Niu and the other two lantern beasts, then carried out a big transformation, and then began to prepare himself mentally for a fight with Laughter.

Then he saw the maniacal laugher made of stone and said:

"Wait, don't do it. I am the Laughing Bat, a hero, a partner of justice, and I am here to help you."

"?"

Chen Tao looked at him blankly.

A partner in justice? hero?

Are you kidding me?