A weirdo wearing tattered fur-edged clothes, a straw hood on his face, and a tattered straw hat was jumping around:
"I jumped out~I jumped in again~"
The location where he kept jumping was the wall of Arkham Asylum, or rather, the front wall.
A large area of the originally thick and towering wall was collapsed by someone or something. What remained on the ground were not debris or charred blackness caused by the explosion, but streamlined traces as if lava had flowed through it.
"[If it's 'other Batman'...]" The person provoked by the weirdo said in a low and hoarse voice: "[No, if it's other Batman, you don't dare to jump like that, 'Scarecrow'.]"
He has a strong physique, wearing tights and a hooded cloak with a pair of pointed ears, but he has a very strange half-white and half-black color scheme, which looks a bit weird under the late night street lights.
"Hee hee hee!" Scarecrow let out a sharp laugh: "If it were another Batman, I would naturally have other ways to deal with it, but you, the 'double-faced bat' who always throws coins in everything, can't do anything about it in your current state~ "
"[You should be glad that I threw out 'Judge' this time, and 'There is no crime unless the law expressly stipulates it, and there is no punishment unless the law expressly stipulates it.'" The double-faced bat looked at the scarecrow jumping left and right on the fence line. : "[Don't be complacent, although it is not yet available, but if you leave the 'medical parole place' for more than a certain amount of time, you will meet the conditions for 'jailbreak'."
"Before that, I will—"
Peng!
Halfway through the Scarecrow's words, more than a dozen consecutive small-scale explosions suddenly occurred around the two people's positions, and rich yellow-green gas spread everywhere.
"——It will give you a taste of the poisonous gas of fear!" He hesitantly completed the second half of the sentence.
"[Really?]" The double-faced bat appeared behind him like a shadow, with half a gas mask on his face at some point, and the knife struck the scarecrow's back with precision like electricity: "[The evidence is conclusive, you are under arrest." .】"
"Damn it, those devices are obviously..."
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Gotham North.
It looks like an abandoned food processing factory, with rusty rough processing equipment, scattered molds, and multiple broken conveyor belts and robotic arms all proving this.
On one of the relatively intact conveyor belts, tea bowls and teapots were placed, and on the high chairs on both sides were placed animal puppets or dolls that looked like children with unknown meanings.
At the main seat of the "tea party", a girl wearing a blue dress, a white shawl, short blond hair, and a red headband was tied up. She glared at the short man sitting opposite her, wearing a green suit and a high hat. The man seemed to want to say something, but could not make a sound because his mouth was blocked.
"Oh, Alice, my dear Alice..." The man cooed to the girl Didi: "I saw you named yourself 'Alice' during the 'invasion' and dressed up like this. Just know that you are really Alice. You see, to show my sincerity, I didn't even hypnotize you."
"Uh-huh!" The girl shook her head vigorously, trying to say something but to no avail.
"Oh~ don't get excited, let's enjoy the afternoon tea party happily." The man picked up the empty teacup in his hand: "Look, even the 'Queen of Spades' is here."
Peng!
The window of the abandoned factory was broken, and a slim figure wearing a gray tights and a black cloak with pointed ears came through the window and shouted loudly:
"[Bastard Mad Hatter! Let that girl go!]"
"Oh~'Batwoman', this is really an unexpected surprise," the Mad Hatter looked at her: "I specially reserved a good seat for you, please, take a seat!"
Following the voice, hidden under the conveyor belt covered with tablecloth, the huge and strange machine rumbled into operation.
"This is a 'brainwave amplifier' specially prepared for Batman. Don't even think about resisting my hypnosis!" The Mad Hatter announced loudly: "Just be honest... oooooooo?"
Crack! Bang bang! Dongdong!
"[...]" Batwoman stopped and watched as the puppets and dolls that were originally regarded as "guests" suddenly burst out and beat the Mad Hatter who was caught off guard.
"[Did you do this?]" She walked over to "Alice" and took the napkin from her mouth.
"I don't know..." "Alice" looked at the chaos in front of her hesitantly: "The dolls I modified can only move when I wear glasses..."
"【……oh?】"
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Blackgate Prison.
Warden Martin walked towards the underground secret room of the prison with his top subordinate Bain, looking very excited.
"It's unbelievable, Bain, you must have no idea how much the Wayne Group helped me this time!"
"[How big is it?]"
Bain looked dull, but he could answer to a certain extent.
"The means I have been using to control alien machinery have been developed into games, hahaha!" Martin laughed: "'Venom enhancer', 'intelligent exoskeleton', thank you Wayne The Group has made a leap forward in our technical means!"
"【Danger?】"
"No, no, of course there is no danger. Although I have strengthened them, I still have control over their exoskeletons, and the 'venom enhancer' does not take long to take effect," Martin said: "Unless someone can Hack them without being connected to the Internet, otherwise they are absolutely safe.”
"[Oh.]" Bain nodded, and just when Martin was about to open the door to the secret room, he stood in front of him: "[Escape.]"
"……What?"
Boom! Boom!
Before Martin could react, the heavy metal door in front of him bulged outwards, twisted, and finally exploded. A huge fist punched out from the inside, and Bane, who was also there, bumped into each other firmly.
"[Escape quickly]." Bain squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.
Martin, who was powerless, immediately turned around and ran away. Before leaving, he glanced behind the hole and found that the "exoskeleton armor" he had placed high hopes on had turned into a shape he didn't recognize.
His eyes were glowing red and he looked fierce.
"This shouldn't be..."
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Wayne Tower.
Two of Gotham's most influential men are in talks.
"I think you should explain the recent incidents of Dark Souls equipment going out of control, Mr. Joe Cole." Bruce threw a stack of reports on the table.
"[Explanation? Explanation? Those glasses and helmets are all made by you, Mr. Wayne,]" Joe Cole stared and said in an exaggerated tone: "[Don't you think that poor programmers have the ability to create hardware through software?"
Is it damaged?】"
"There is no one else here. If you continue to act crazy and act stupid, I'm afraid we will have to use 'other identities' to 'communicate'."
"[We? Apart from the demanding Party A and the oppressed Party B, do we have any other identity?]"
"you……"
Sizzling——
At this moment, the big screen in the conference room suddenly activated itself, showing a female face wearing an eye patch, black clothes and white hair.
This image is very familiar to both Bruce and Joe Cole. It is the signature character of "Dark Souls", the "Fireproof Girl" who is always helping everyone "Grand Master".
"[I spent two seconds reading the history of Gotham, and the conclusion is,]"
She spoke in a voice that was almost the same as in the game:
