What bad intentions could Batman have?

The Black Death Emperor always felt that his voice was a little strange.

Although the description of a dead creature having a strange voice itself is a bit ridiculous, it is true. After occupying the body of William the Black Death, the voice of the Black Death Emperor is no longer his original low and hoarse terrible voice, but has become a slightly younger voice similar to that of a young man... although it still has the unique sense of leakage of the dead.

This ordinary change in voice must be because William Hand has just died not long ago. Those creatures that have just died often have some residual flesh and skin.

"Why is your voice a little different?" The Laughing Bat stopped what he was doing and looked at the Black Death Emperor with some caution.

He still had a smile on his face.

The Black Death Emperor didn't think there was anything worth hiding. He directly told the Laughing Bat that he had changed a new body.

"This new body can make me put more and stronger power in the material universe."

As he said this, the Laughing Bat looked at the other party for a while.

"So that's how it is... You should have told me before you did it. The change in the voice really scared me, dear friend."

The Laughing Bat didn't say much. He knew that the Black Death Emperor had already done the job. Saying anything at this time would only make the other party feel disgusted, so it's better not to say anything.

The current behavior of the Black Death Emperor did not actually cause any damage to the plan of the Laughing Bat. It was just a small variable within the control of the plan. The Laughing Bat didn't even bother to say next time, because he knew very well that they didn't actually have a "next time".

"Okay, come here, Black Death Emperor." The Laughing Bat said.

He walked to the huge machine he brought with him, and then unzipped his belt.

A little elf with an explosive head and a pointed nose, wrapped in pink lightning, flew out of the belt expressionlessly, and laughed hysterically, which made Black Death Emperor's ears hurt, even though Black Death Emperor was a dead man and had no ears.

As the Laughing Bat laughed, the originally wooden face of the five-dimensional thunderbolt elf from Robin King's belt began to show a lively expression. Then he opened his mouth and laughed along with the laughter. The corners of his mouth became higher and higher, and moved further and further back. Finally, the same expression of the Laughing Bat was welded on the face of the five-dimensional elf.

The elf opened the hatch of the machine and got in with a whoosh. The laughter made a gesture of inviting the enemy into the trap and led the Black Death Emperor into another hatch.

"Please." The Laughing Bat said.

The Black Death Emperor raised his foot and wanted to go in, but before he went in, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

You see, the five-dimensional elf was locked in this machine, and the Laughing Bat wanted to use it to do some strange operations that even the Black Death Emperor was not very clear about. Moreover, the Black Death Emperor's understanding of what the [results] of this series of operations would cause was completely obtained from the mouth of the Laughing Bat.

Originally, for the Black Death Emperor, firstly, the Laughing Bat still had no reason to deceive him, and secondly, his body was actually always in the death dimension. Whether it was the body that appeared here now or the body that had invaded the main universe in the past, they were actually just a part of the real Black Death Emperor, and the upper limit of the power he could inject into the material universe.

The existence of the Black Death Emperor is incompatible with the material universe. It is essentially different from the Emperor Joker, Parallax Mohal and even Barbatos. So his understanding of failure is also different from these strong men in the material universe.

Even if he loses this clone, it’s no big deal. His time is very long, almost to the end of time. Death can only be postponed, but it will always come.

So the Black Death Emperor doesn’t care whether the Laughing Bat deceives him or not. He only confirms that he has enough power to break free from the trap even if there is a trap, and achieve his goal.

That’s right, the Black Death Emperor’s style of action has always been so hard and powerful, just as he did in "Blackest Night". What, the Seven Color Lanterns have assembled? I don't care. I just summon myself and then use my power to overwhelm others.

There is no such thing as division, winning over, or fraud. That is not what I, the Black Death Emperor, consider. I just develop my believers, such as using my power to pollute a certain universe guardian or control Black Hand William. Then no matter how the believers operate, I just let them summon me in the end, and then it will directly turn into a head-on confrontation.

As soon as he was summoned, he bit the Seven Color Lantern Man hard, either breaking a big tooth or biting the other party to death. The Black Death Emperor did not even have the idea of ​​attacking a certain target first to break the surface, but planned to kill everyone at the same time.

Therefore, for the Black Death Emperor, he should have never thought of "someone may plot against me, I want to take advantage of the situation", but at this time this idea and suspicion popped up in his mind, and then he thought more and more that it seemed to make sense.

The Laughing Bat seemed to have some bad intentions, but this was just a guess. I couldn't turn against him here, so...

In the heart of the Black Death Emperor, there was a voice saying:

So what? As long as I have strong power, even if the Laughing Bat wants to plot against me, I can break free from the trap. Even if I fail, death will only be pushed forward...

This idea came to mind halfway, but was completely overturned by another idea.

The Black Death Emperor's mind turned seven or eight times, and his rotten brain that had been dead for many years was almost shaken. But despite this, in reality, less than half a second passed, and the Black Death Emperor just shook his body, and then raised his foot to walk into the machine that the Laughing Bat asked him to enter.

A black light like breaking the night emerged from his body, and the whole person seemed to have countless dark tentacles, which made him look very imposing.

But before entering the machine, the Black Death Emperor stepped on the ground silently, and part of the black light energy was hidden by him in a small black light ring, directly breaking through the alien space and hiding outside the machine.

He deliberately burst out his power to disrupt the perception of the Laughing Bat and prevent the other party from realizing what he had done - and the Laughing Bat did not.

The Laughing Bat had analyzed the behavior pattern of the Black Death Emperor. Even if he laughed happily, it could not change the fact that he was a Bruce. In addition to being called the Dark Knight and the Caped Crusader, Batman is also the greatest detective in the world, no one else.

No one can hide their true face in front of Batman, let alone living together day and night. The Laughing Bat has analyzed the Black Death Emperor thoroughly. No matter how well he behaves, he is not omniscient and omnipotent.

Who would have thought that, just by turning a corner, the Black Death Emperor's behavior pattern would be mixed with some strange things, some from the Black Death William, but full of bat flavor...

Strange things.

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Bat Mite was hit hard.

You know this feeling is very bad.

People always look for resonant characteristics in their idols, and. For the most fanatical fans of idol worship, deep in their hearts, they all desire to become idols.

And when you get a chance, a chance to become an idol, you mess it up. There is nothing more painful than this. This makes you deeply realize that it is not that person standing in that position that makes him an idol, but that he is an idol, so he can stand in that position.

This failed imitation behavior made the fans deeply aware of their own incompetence, repeatedly reminding the fans that he only thought that he had the same characteristics as his idol Batman.

In fact, Bat-Mite is a coward, weak, and low-class person who can't beat Bane at all.

"Woo woo woo... If my power can create a perfect Batman..." Bat-Mite said sobbingly: "I can still give it to you. I am willing to give you 10% of the power, which is enough to make you super powerful, and then I can see the heroic figure of the first five-dimensional Batman in the history of the multiverse! Great!"

Originally, Bat-Mite was a little sad, but when he thought that he would create the first five-dimensional Batman, Bat-Mite was a little happy again.

10%? It's really amazing generosity. Chen Tao was a little stunned when he heard this generous number. At the beginning, the troublemaker tried to give the Joker 1% of the power, but he was cheated of 99% by the other party.

Bat-Mite gave the troublemaker 10 times at once, but unfortunately Chen Tao couldn't accept this distribution method.

"Too little, too little, too little."

He shook his head like a wave drum, and then said earnestly: "Think about it, the enemies I am dealing with are all Anti-Monitor, Parallax Mohal, and Emperor Clown. 10% of the power is not enough."

"Then 20%?"

"No, no."

"30%"

"It's still too little."

Bat Mite began to hesitate: "Idol, I'm not sure..."

"50%." Chen Tao said: "50% of the power is just enough for me to have half of your divine power, which is enough for me to deal with those ordinary villains, like Anti-Monitor. I can summon you to fight alongside me against such a terrible monster. Our 50% power combined is 100% of Bat-Mite, a five-dimensional creature. With my own power, don't you want to fight alongside me? "

"We can work together to fight against those evil villains. No one will be our enemy. To be honest, as the only Batman in the entire dark multiverse with such powerful superpowers, it is basically difficult to find a Robin who can fight with me. Do you understand?" Chen Tao turned his face slightly.

"The enemy I face is too strong, and the power of the original Robins is too far apart. If I force them to take them, I am just kidding their lives. I can't bear the second time like Jason. "

Chen Tao turned his head, and Bat-Mite saw the upside-down galaxy in the eyes of Batman Dragon. The sky mirror, like a clear mirror, shone brightly under the colorful aurora.

Then he heard Batman open his mouth, what a fascinating tone.

"Only you can be my Robin."

Then this beautiful experience disappeared: "No, maybe this is too much for you. Forget it, you don't have to give me power anymore, after all, we are not destined to be Robin and Batman."

Bat-Mite instinctively felt that something was wrong, but when he met Batman's eyes, he suddenly felt that all the bones in his body were soft.

"Okay, I promise you... I promised you anyway."

He said so.

"Then how are you going to give me the power?"

Chen Tao asked.

He secretly rejoiced that his guidance on Bat-Mite had worked. A simple PUA routine, first belittle, then describe a future that will never come true, and then pretend to give up. Of course, a little mental influence must be added...

One thing that many people don't know is that five-dimensional creatures are actually susceptible to mental control. They can resist most of the abilities in the DC universe, but only mental control can still work on them.

The Martian Hunter in the main universe once used his unparalleled mental power to make the Troublemaker read his name backwards to disperse the opponent. In the story of the sixth dimension, the World Forger completely controlled the Troublemaker with his six-dimensional divine power and mental ability, and almost destroyed the super-time flow of the main universe.

"I will teach you a spell... You must read it backwards three times..."

You must not read it wrong, otherwise the proportion of the power given will be problematic.

Chen Tao listened to it for a while and quickly mastered the spell.

The ability of five-dimensional creatures is essentially magic, extremely powerful magic, so it must be activated by spells.

He knew why the clown could deceive the trickster. If the spells were read wrongly by one byte, the effect would be completely different. As long as the clown pretended to be a fool and asked the trickster to read the spell again, and then deliberately led him to make a slip of the tongue, he could achieve his goal.

Using the clown's IQ to play with these simple-minded five-dimensional creatures was like playing with a dog.

Chen Tao chanted the spell, and soon, the bat mite screamed in astonishment: "You lied to me, you lied to me - this power was not given to you at all!"

He tried to forcibly take back the power that Chen Tao had cheated away, but just as the trickster could not take back the power that the emperor clown had cheated away, the spell had already taken effect.

"I'm so sorry." Chen Tao thought in his heart. He felt a little guilty for deceiving a fool, but it was all for the plan.

Over there with the laughing bat.

"It worked. Batman finally fell into the trap!!!"

As the Laughing Bat laughed up to the sky, the strange machine made a terrifying roar, and the screams of the five-dimensional elf Thunderbolt Elf came out from the machine layer by layer, mixed with the elf's creepy laughter.

The Black Death Emperor groaned, and he connected to the target he needed to connect to in an instant. Everything was exactly the same as the plan mentioned by the Laughing Bat.

Very good, very good. After the plan succeeds, he plans to turn this planet into the blackest night.

The Black Death Emperor diverged his thoughts... The overall situation has been decided.

And in the upper reaches of the super time flow, the last step, the Emperor Joker pulled hard...