“Oh.”
Luke said this, and you couldn't see his face through the helmet. But thinking about it, he didn't look very good-looking.
Should bad guys get a chance at redemption? This question has been discussed for a long time, but there is no standard answer to this question.
As for Killer Croc’s passage, is it considered a villain’s appeal?
Getting what you deserve should not be about demands, but about rules and fairness.
Otherwise it would not be considered equal.
It’s just that discrimination and injustice can be seen everywhere in this country, and Luke is used to it.
But taking it for granted doesn’t mean you have to accept such a result!
“You want to kill me? If I were in your shoes as a hero, I would probably want to kill me too.”
Killer Croc can feel the murderous intent in Luke. This kind of thing is not a rare thing in Gotham City, although the clown has never felt this kind of thing.
Crazy people have their own logic, which is difficult for normal people to understand.
Killer Croc is not shy about being a bastard, and he also knows that his death is the victim's reward.
But this is no reason to give up on living.
“I thought about it, but now I still have things to do.”
Luke got off the ninja, grabbed the back of the ninja's neck, and lifted the ninja in his hands.
For the time being, he has no plans to kill this ninja directly. After all, the location of the Hand is not easy to find, especially at this time.
Kingpin was completely killed, and these gangs were in chaos. The Hand did not expand their territory, but went into hiding.
Luke was already a little surprised to find a group of ninjas.
“You’re lucky because you remind me of something, so I’m not going to kill you directly.”
Luke wanted to scratch his head, but he couldn't do it with his helmet on. So he just moved his arms and then dropped them to his sides again.
The ninja who was grabbed by the back of the neck was dragged to the ground.
What will he think of?
Of course she thought of her lover. The opportunities Jessica Jones got were equally hard-won, but there was still a gap between her and Luke and the others.
Luke understood this already.
The gap between active evil and passive resistance is also very big, but wrong is wrong, and the guy in front of him makes him very embarrassed.
Killing the opponent seems a bit excessive, and letting the opponent go doesn't feel right either.
So Luke wants to get some advice from others, at least he wants to hear Jessica's opinion.
“Should I run away? Then go back to the sewers and wait for you to chase me?”
The expression under the hood of Killer Crocodile was sarcastic. The last time he saw Batman, it was like this.
He is almost used to it.
Good guys and bad guys are black and white in Batman's eyes, which is a bit ridiculous.
People are all complicated. How can they be black and white except for skin color? The idea that people are either good or evil is even more outrageous than Utopia.
Things are clearly right and wrong, but people never know.
“No, you should pray that the person you see next time is not me.”
Luke originally intended to make a harmless joke when he spoke, but before he finished speaking, he immediately became serious and on guard.
He felt a feeling similar to that of tearing open a portal.
And the other person's aura was not that of any existence that he was familiar with. What's more important was that the guy didn't lock onto his feeling at all.
If it’s not for Luke, it’s only for Killer Croc!
A dark green flame suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a guy with dreadlocks and a skull hanging on his body came out of the flames.
Those skeletons made Luke very uncomfortable, because they were definitely obtained from humans!
It's just that the soul can only be said to be stained with some shadows, but there is no nauseating atmosphere.
Looking at the white skull logo on the figure's chest, Luke felt a little familiar.
“Who are you? A fan of The Punisher!?”
Luke said with some dissatisfaction, his eyes were strange, and his tone was somewhat provocative.
But no one could see his eyes through the helmet.
The guy in front of me looks like a fan of Frank, especially the skull-like logo on his chest. The similarity between the two is quite high.
“It may seem impolite to greet someone through a helmet, but that’s not what I’m here to discuss.”
The accent of that figure was a bit strange. At least Luke, who was born in the United States, couldn't tell where the accent was.
That accent is from Haiti, where voodoo thrives.
“Hello, I would like to ask if you have killed a voodoo sorcerer before?”
This figure asked Killer Croc, and it seemed that he had no change in mood.
Although Luke had already vaguely felt that the guy in front of him was a powerful spell caster.
That kind of mysterious rules were entangled around him, and some emotions called fear began to arise in Luke.
“Yes, but he wanted to kill me.”
Killer Crocodile has already started looking for the manhole cover, and he is keenly aware of the danger.
The person in front of him is obviously related to the guy who was chasing him before, especially the smell.
Find the manhole cover, open it and escape, this is Killer Crocodile's immediate plan.
“It’s enough to know this, I think I can get the rest from your soul.”
Dr. Voodoo! Who else could it be?
A being so powerful that it is almost as powerful as the Supreme Mage.
The words he said caused an unknown fire to rise in Luke's heart!
From the soul? This statement is not at all expected to come from the mouth of a decent person.
Luke was somewhat doubtful that there was something wrong with his perception of the guy in front of him.
“By the way, I should introduce myself. Just call me Dr. Voodoo. I’m here because I found out that my brother is dead.”
Dr. Voodoo still spoke calmly.
“That was probably the one I killed. Do you plan to take revenge?”
Killer Crocodile said coldly, getting ready to fight.
Although I felt a little regretful at this time, I regretted that I should not have left that safe place in Gotham City.
If nothing else, there is no risk of losing your life if you are defeated by Batman.
“I just want the truth, from your soul.”
Dr. Voodoo replied to Killer Crocodile like this, a dark green ball of fire appeared on his finger and flew towards Killer Croc.
However, he was directly scattered in mid-air by Luke with the blunt weapon in his hand.
Minding one's own business is the simplest emotion of superheroes, and it is also their persistence.
Especially when these little things seem unfair.
Luke launched a charge, and the sound of footsteps was heard. The ground also suffered varying degrees of damage, but by the time Luke was at his last position, there were no footprints on the ground.
Luke is quickly adapting to his body.
“Killing for life sometimes doesn’t apply to villains, although I don’t seem to have any standing in the way of blood revenge.”
The blunt weapon in Luke's hand was radiating hot anger, and he stood in front of Killer Crocodile.
As for the ninja who was left behind, he was also shattered by the spread of the impact during Luke's movement.
This guy won't be resurrected this time.
“I just want to see the truth and don’t intend to take revenge directly.”
Dr. Voodoo said helplessly, his eyes seemed to see Luke's doubtful eyes through an interstellar battle helmet.
He was a little helpless.
Is it justice to mess with souls? Luke originally intended to ask this question.
But I thought of the witch doctors that our ancestors talked about. Those guys were also masters of the soul.
He can even change his external body shape by shaping his soul, making him look very evil like a witch doctor.
“How to guarantee?”
Luke let out a long sigh before asking.
How to guarantee this?
Luke already felt a little regret in his heart for the action of his body before his brain. What he regretted most was that he said those stupid words.
The words of a strong person are a guarantee, but deep down I feel that I cannot simply trust the other person.
Trust sometimes comes out of nowhere, but often it never shows up.
However, Luke is a barbarian, so he is not afraid that he will not be able to maintain the justice in front of him.
"How should I guarantee it? Swear with my soul? This is a bit offensive to me. Although the breath left on the short stick in your hand comes from a soul far more powerful than mine, he should have disappeared."
Dr. Voodoo is more reasonable than expected, and his attitude is more peaceful.
Luke has already felt the respectable side of the person in front of him, but when it comes to giving in, the first step is always the hardest.
Madoc told him the most profound truth is to stick to your own will, don't give in, and then be reckless! Luke will never become a prophet, so going directly and facing the consequences bravely is his best choice.
“I come from a group of people. And I am just the youngest warrior among them.”
Luke said something that was almost threatening. It was almost like "I have someone above me."
“I have to say, I mean no harm!”
Dr. Voodoo's face became strange.
Ever since he felt the traces of the soul belonging to Maddock, he had already realized what Luke said.
But the Luke in front of him didn't look very smart no matter what.
“Malice is something you can’t just say casually.”
Luke remains stubborn.
"Then, I think the Supreme Mage can probably prove this for me. If that doesn't work, you can choose a way other than offending me to let me prove this."
Dr. Voodoo's patience is showing signs of running out.
How could Luke say so many things if he didn't obviously have a background.
Stubborn and well-backed heroes of justice are sometimes more difficult to deal with than villains, who can be killed directly.
And this kind of hero can only be reasonable.
“Why do you insist on the so-called truth? No matter how you think about it, your brother is already dead, right?”
Luke said this, but his guard began to relax a little.
“Although he is not a good person, he can be considered a neutral guy. I don’t think he will attack others for no reason. Especially since he can get everything he wants from me.”
Dr. Voodoo's eyes looked at Killer Croc.
That guy at midnight will not engage in any meaningless fighting, nor will he presumptuously start a useless battle.
Dr. Voodoo doesn't think there's anything he can gain from attacking Killer Croc that would make Midnight lose her mind.
There is something unexplainable about this process.
Especially at the moment of death in the middle of the night, the soul was completely shattered without any trace left behind.
Such a thing is unusual in itself.
“He was crazy at that time. No normal person would dive into the sewer to fight me to the death.”
Killer Crocodile looked at Luke's back protecting him and directly told what he knew.
Killer Crocodile hasn’t felt the feeling of being protected for who knows how many years. Especially since the person who protects him obviously doesn’t like him very much.
Even Batman has never done this kind of thing.
As he spoke, Killer Croc took off his hood, revealing his scaly face.
Like a crocodile, but barely discernible in human form.
“That’s why I’m here in front of you. Believe me, I can get what I want without you even knowing. But that’s not right.”
Dr. Voodoo let out a long breath.
Chatting with the stubborn Luke is a bit difficult, but it would be much easier if the conversation target is Killer Croc.
"Then what are you going to do to me? Your brother died in my hands after all."
Killer Croc intentionally or unintentionally turned this incident into a conflict between himself and Dr. Voodoo, and tried his best to remove Luke from the incident.
Even a little bit of light in the darkness can be called comfort.
Killer Crocodile is still a human being after all, and has not yet been transformed into a being completely dominated by wild nature through that weird "atavism".
“As punishment, I will only cure half of your diseases. You won’t become the same as normal people, but it will be enough for you to live among the crowd.”
Dr. Voodoo said slowly.
His words caused a wave in Killer Crocodile's eyes.
Is this considered punishment?
It doesn’t count at all!
Killer Crocodile is willing to give up everything to live among people, as long as he doesn't have to be looked at the same way again.
“Then come! I’m looking forward to your ‘punishment’!”
Killer Croc shouted like a roar.
I don’t care at all what this process will bring.
He also didn’t care at all what it meant for his soul to be read by others. He almost lost his mind immediately after hearing such news.
He only wants to enjoy those things that a human being should have.
Killer Croc tried to push Luke aside, but there was no movement at all. He didn't say anything to ask Luke to get out of the way, so he just bypassed Luke and walked to Dr. Voodoo.
"Then let me see what my brother left for me in his final days. Voodoo magicians don't die in an unknown way. We are equally good at curses and leaving traces with our souls."
As Dr. Voodoo said this, he held the scaly face of Killer Crocodile in his hands and looked directly into his eyes!
A faint green light connected the two people together!
This kind of link is a bit like the Judgment Eye of Ghost Rider. Wanting to kill the opponent is just an idea of Dr. Voodoo.
But Dr. Voodoo is a hero after all, a spellcaster powerful enough to take over the throne of the Supreme Mage!
Character is trustworthy!
Luke, on the other hand, stared at Dr. Voodoo in front of him, constantly communicating with the three ancestors on the holy mountain in his heart!
Things are no longer something he can handle, and the guy in front of him is obviously an expert on souls!
The ancestors on the Holy Mountain spent a lot of thought on soul issues.
Because there are still some traces of the soul-eating soul left by Nazebo!
If we can contact Nazebo again, then the world will get more accurate information when facing Malthael!
This is an unexpected gain!
This chapter has been completed!