But as Arkham Batman said, the plan ran into problems midway. The biggest problem was that the symbiote in Arkham Batman, which was originally used to recover from injuries, was caught by Robin King.
The signals from the two symbiotes were connected, transmitting the memory of Arkham Batman's injury and pain to Jason.
Arkham Batman realized this on the spot. He knew that Jason's mental state was inherently unstable and had finally improved due to treatment. If he was stimulated again, he would only fall into madness again.
Jason is crazy or not. Batman was going crazy at that time. He didn’t understand why so many disasters had to happen to one person at the same time, why he had to fall to the bottom as soon as he reached a high altitude, and why he fell to the bottom as soon as he had hope.
Despair again?
Such feelings are really hard on people. At that moment, Batman lost his mind. He no longer cared about any plans. He had to stop Jason's pain immediately.
Batman expelled the symbiote from his body.
Batman's fight this time was not an encounter. He had originally lured Robin King here on purpose. The entire Capitol Building had also made many arrangements. Not to mention a quick victory against the five-dimensional devil, it wouldn't be that miserable.
But the bad thing is that the moment Batman loses control, he throws away the most powerful human shield pendant. The human shield in the front cannot withstand it. No matter how powerful the shooter behind him is, he will die in seconds. In just a short time, Batman
He was severely injured within a few seconds, and it was useless to have any backup plan.
"I could have regained my cape." Arkham Batman said: "Robin King couldn't walk, but I lost too much blood and was confused and couldn't control the machine."
"Then you should stay where you are, you know they are going to save you." Batman said.
"I'm not going to stay where I am because I know it's Jason who's coming."
Batman in the main universe was speechless. He knew that the relationship within his own Bat-family was far from healthy, but the man in front of him was even more important.
Although most Batmans don't have a long mouth, there are different levels of not having a long mouth. Some people just don't like to talk, some want to say but don't want to say anything. There are also some people who have cement sealing their hearts, and he has a cement gag, regardless of time.
No matter the occasion or location, it's like you have the kind of disease that kills you just by talking.
Arkham Batman obviously doesn't want to mobilize Robin, but the Batman in the main universe is sane. He knows that the most important thing now is the cape, and now he must save the Batman in front of him. If he can't free his hands, this must be done.
Bring on the Bat Family.
So he imitated the signal of Arkham Batman's communication channel, and imitated his speaking style to send a vague message. He felt that even if the Robins he added couldn't guess it, the ones in this universe would definitely be able to, anyway.
They've been coming here for so many years.
There was one more thing Batman needed to know, so he asked: "How did you attract Robin King here?"
"I killed the Joker."
Batman was shocked on the spot.
"To be precise, he died because of me." Batman from the Arkham universe also coughed twice and said, "I took the antidote and he didn't want it, so he died."
Batman breathed a sigh of relief. He was really shocked just now because he had just guessed that the man behind the scenes who had been doing things behind the scenes was probably a combination of Batman and the Joker. However, the man in front of him started talking about him.
Killed the clown.
Batman in the main universe has long known the consequences of killing the Joker. The laughing guy is like a moving curse. Whoever kills him will laugh uncontrollably and become the next Joker.
Sure enough, he heard Arkham Batman say: "He got into my head, laughing and mumbling like crazy."
"Did he cause any harm?"
"He seemed to be trying to control me and be me, but he failed."
Batman confirmed his speculation. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Is the clown in your mind the one you know?"
"That's him, he even retains his original memory." Arkham Batman slowly clenched his fists and said, "He kept showing me how he abused Jason, and that made me almost crazy."
As if confirming something, Batman said, "How do you think that feels?"
"I told you I was going crazy."
"Other than that?"
There was silence in the room. The last question was like pressing the pause button for everything. There was a sign in the air that I didn't want to answer, but after a closer look, I didn't dare to answer.
"That makes me... want to laugh."
Arkham Batman's voice revealed fear, a very profound fear engraved deep in his soul. The Batman of the main universe knew that he should obviously be a tougher guy than himself, but he felt deeply
Deeply afraid.
And Batman understands better that what this tough guy is afraid of is not the clown's crazy contamination, but he derives supreme happiness from combining with the clown.
Batman can imagine what that feels like. With Batman's unparalleled genius and the Joker's unique crazy wisdom, they will truly become the gods of wisdom. They will know everything, be omnipotent, and conquer the world.
In control.
This is a strong pleasure that can destroy anyone's bottom line and integrity. Even Batman is not sure that he will be completely unaffected by it. This is the source of Arkham Batman's fear.
Batman took a deep breath and thought of the box he had brought. His hand dealing with the wound paused for a long time, but in the end he sighed softly as if he had made some important decision.
He came out and narrowed his eyes.
"I know why Robin King came... There is already a Batman like this in the universe, right?" Arkham Batman asked.
"That's not Batman." Batman denied. It was because he had just defeated his own desires that he could say these words so firmly. It was the devil, not Batman, who obeyed the temptation.
Arkham Batman seems to understand this deeply. He said: "I can't say that I completely defeated the temptation. Maybe it's more because I didn't kill the Joker myself. The virus that infected me was not strong enough, so I was able to defeat it.
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"But no matter what, if you win, you will win again." Batman looked into Arkham Batman's eyes and said: "Think about Jason, you have to recover quickly and then go see him."
Arkham Batman closed his eyes and stopped talking. Batman didn't know if he really planned to recover from his injuries, or if he still didn't want to talk about Jason or see him.
Schiller completed all the examinations on King Robin's body in the underground laboratory of Wayne Tower. The examination results showed that his skin was corroded, which was not unexpected.
Being corrupted is definitely not a necessary process of transformation, but the clown's aesthetic has always been the same. He has to throw everyone into the pool to bubble. How can Schiller not know?
There were no obvious abnormalities in the scans of the brain. Bruce helped make dialysis charts and analyzed the brain structure, but from a brain science perspective, no abnormalities were found.
This is not surprising. This is not the equipment used in the Batcave. It is also a product of the technology of this era. Even though the technology of the Arkham Knight universe is obviously more advanced than the universe where Schiller is, brain science
There is no obvious improvement, and the instruments used for scanning are similar. It is normal that no abnormalities can be found in the scan.
There was no way to detect abnormalities with scientific instruments, so Schiller naturally had to rely on the gray fog's ability. However, Schiller did not rush to use the gray fog to analyze the brain. He first checked the overall body structure of King Robin.
As expected, Robin King has not undergone human body modification. He is still an ordinary young version of Bruce Wayne. His physical strength and structure are slightly higher than that of his age, but he is still within the scope of ordinary people.
This is a bit strange. Since King Robin has a way to get so many magical props in his belt, it is impossible that he can't strengthen his body or move his hands and feet with laughter.
Schiller thinks it is possible that Laughter may not be as afraid of Robin King as he showed, because Schiller remembers a plot in the comic very clearly.
At that time, Robin King was laughing so hard that he threw him into the pool. Robin King didn't have time to swallow the pill that kept him sane, so he spit the pill into the pool in a fit of anger.
Although I laughed wildly and said it was useless, in the comic storyboard all the Crazy Robins stood beside King Robin and cheered for him.
This shows that Robin King may really become Robin's King in the end, and according to the urinary nature of Laughter, which can predict everything, he must be on guard against Robin King.
Schiller doesn't think that Robin King's arrival in this universe is an accident. He is actually just a carrier for the game between Laughter and other powers. He has his own mission and is just a tool.
While Schiller speculated, he began to let the gray mist invade King Robin's brain, wanting to check if there was any problem with the internal structure.
The gray fog continued to spread in. At first, it only searched carefully in the ravines of the brain, and then began to flow into the inside.
But the moment he crossed the epidermal layer of the brain, what Schiller saw through the gray fog was not an ordinary brain structure, or not entirely. Half of the brain was normal, and the other half was completely hollowed out, with blackness surging inside.
Red and white slime.
boom!!!
Robin King exploded.
It was a headshot in the physical sense. His head exploded, and black-red liquid splashed out with the huge explosion, splashing onto everything around him.
Schiller reacted quickly. After seeing the abnormal structure of the brain, he realized that this was a trap. The gray mist withdrew as quickly as possible, but it was already too late.
The last thing Schiller had time to do was to open his umbrella to prevent the disgusting mucus from coming into contact with his body.
There was a soft bang, the umbrella opened, splashing liquid splashed on the surface of the umbrella, and a sizzling sound came from the surface. Schiller watched helplessly as a wisp of smoke came out of the surface of the umbrella.
Closing the umbrella and lowering his head, Schiller saw that more than half of the originally smooth and mysterious umbrella surface had been corroded by the black-red liquid, revealing the dense scars on the snake's skin that had been corroded.
