What bad thoughts can Batman have?

99 King to King

Bane often felt like he was shouting in the middle of nowhere.

The hazy mist gathers into waves and seas, unwinding in the black as ink night.

His life is like an island in the ocean.

He ran, he jumped, he flew, he struggled through the swirl of clouds and rain, thinking he would catch the ray of light.

But everything remained silent.

He felt himself falling.

just like...

At that time, at this moment.

Fierce rage.

Plants grew explosively from half of his body again. His muscles were sluggish, dilapidated and dry, and were sucked dry by the plants on his body in just a few seconds.However, in the next second, under the pumping of the venom, his muscles recovered in an instant, swelled, twisted, and more majestic than before.

"Little Hong, can't you control the green color on his body?"

Harry whispered to Poison Ivy, "That way I can't cast magic on him."

Poison Ivy automatically understood her madness: "I don't know, but I'm afraid it won't work. These plants have undergone some mutations that I don't quite understand. They no longer look like plants... but look like living people. part."

She said with some hesitation: "This is part of an unstable chain reaction. In fact, I feel that Bane's method of using these plants is not the same as the ones I controlled before-but anyway, it is obvious. "

"He's turned himself into a wizard," said Poison Ivy.

"Strictly speaking, he can already be regarded as a mage now. In terms of the application of elemental power, he can even..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw those plants curled up and bound Bain's body, and then wrapped around Bain's body like muscle fibers, turning into wooden textures.

Then in the next second, his arm swung to the side like a stretched nine-jointed whip, and half of the building collapsed like building blocks with a bang, and Bane's roar shook the sky:

"Batman - look at me!!!"

"Wizard, but the main attack method is still fist."

Harry said.

"Whee!"

Bane heard Batman's chuckle, that contemptuous, unabashed flick.

His violent counterattack, the twisted and extended fist, carrying unrivaled strange power, only hit the uninhabited air.

Bane was in a rage, a constant rage.He manipulated his anger rationally, half of his body responded to him, his arms seemed to grow a little longer, but definitely not thinner.

In the increasingly powerful rage, his punches became more and more graceful, and compared to a straight attack, it was more like a flying ribbon, and it seemed to have no lethality at all.

But the broken masonry and the cracked ground like tofu being whipped by his whip-like arm are always reminding everyone:

This is by no means a lover's touch.

Harley Quinn commented: "It's like whipping farts in a sex game-"

Poison Ivy skillfully tied her into a dumpling.

Deathshooter raised his shock wave weapon and pointed it at Bane, who was still attacking the invisible Batman. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he saw the Freeze Man put the Freeze Gun horizontally in front of him.

"What do you mean?"

he asks.

"Shh!"

Freeze said, "Be quiet, sharpshooter. Don't disturb the battle between them. Didn't you notice that the claws have retreated?"

"I know."

Deadshot answered him: "But I thought it was just because they were not qualified to participate in close combat. Don't worry, I am very confident that even if the two of them fight together, I will never miss it."

Then Deathshooter saw that the people in Arkham looked at him indifferently, except for the clay-faced man who cosplayed himself as Robin.

"What? What's wrong with you guys? What do you mean?"

"I think……"

Poison Ivy said that a vine rose from the side to weave into a chair. She first hung up Harley Quinn who was bundled into rice dumplings and screamed, and then sat on the chair by herself:

"You'd better not interfere."

Deadshot wanted to say something more, and then a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"We've been working together for a while, Floyd."

The ventriloquist stood behind him, and the little old man hunched over, but he didn't look at him at all.

"I heard that you were born in Gotham, but you spend most of your time out of town. You may not understand what's going on here in Gotham. Let us explain it to you."

He said with some cadence:

"Don't get involved in the fight between them."

His glasses reflect Bane still shaking his fist:

"after all……"

"This is [King to King], isn't it?"

The frozen man said, he clicked, and put his broken arm back together vigorously and expressionlessly.

"It's all a mess."

Deadshot said, "Did Batman hire us just to stand by and cheer?"

He turned to look at the Cheshire Cat: "Shouldn't we give bats a little remote support?"

The Cheshire Cat hesitated and said, "I think so too..."

"You think the same way, right, killer crocodile?" Deadshooter turned his head and said to killer crocodile, "What the hell are these things, king to king, too..."

"Do not."

Killer Crocodile, who seems to like money, said to Deadshooter: "You should let the bats 1v1. It would be too disrespectful for outsiders to intervene."

Deadshot fell silent.

For the first time, he re-examined these teammates who stood with them so seriously.

He originally thought that a guy who likes money like Killer Crocodile would agree with what he said, but he was wrong.

Then, in an instant, he suddenly realized the essence of these people like a soul.

Under the moonlight, he saw the shadows of those Arkhams being elongated, casting twisted and crawling beast shadows on the ground.

This is not a group of people, it is clearly a group of beasts.

A group of beasts practicing the law of the jungle in modern society!
And then Deadshooter realized:
This is really a group of lunatics, he didn't realize it before.He has been with this group of people for too long, made money with them, was bought together, was coerced together, and watched them be trained together.

He always felt that they had lost their veil of mystery, and they were just ordinary people like himself.

But he was wrong.Wrong some outrageous.

So he lowered his gun and muttered to himself in a low voice: "You have become the leader of some monsters, Batman."

He whispered to himself: "If you fight with the dragon for too long, you will become a dragon yourself; if you stare at the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back."

He stared at the fast-flickering black shadow in a low voice: "You terrible dragon."

"You dragon!"

The righteous warrior Bain roared: "Come out, face me, why don't you—"

Then his movements stopped for a second.

He saw black mist rising in front of him, and a giant dragon really appeared in front of him.

Its lower body is a cloud of black mist, with a few rubber tires emerging indistinctly, and its upper body is a green, ferocious dinosaur with a huge mouth.

The venom tube was attached to the top of his head.

Dinosaur claws with car parts stretched out, and black mist extended from his back, like spread wings.

He heard the low, hoarse voice say:

"I am called to come."

So now it's...the warrior...challenging the dragon!
　Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)