American comic world demon hunter

When Dante plans to meet someone, it means that he is really interested in that person, clown, haha.

This really shouldn't be a code name that interests him, but now, Dante really admires this guy, because he is standing in front of the clown. He silently watches the clown smile at him, and he sees the clown's big smiling face. , even if the clown's face is covered with countless dirt and messy paint, nothing can hide that terrifying smile.

"I didn't expect that the mastermind behind this incident would be a mortal."

Dante said softly, and at the same time he sat carelessly opposite the clown. He crossed his legs and shook his legs slightly to show his uneasiness.

"In other words, you who have done all this are no longer a mortal."

"Haha, but I still can't stand in front of you for even five seconds."

After listening to Dante's words, the clown laughed wantonly. He smiled while arranging his hair.

"Behold, mortals appear in your mouth as naturally as I say the word breakfast. Therefore, you are truly a god on earth."

He said, giggling, and there was a desire in his eyes. It was not dirty, but his desire for power, or his desire to destroy and defeat the world. god's ambition

"After all, I didn't do too well. I thought I could control every stupid person in this stupid city. I almost did what I said. Those idiots were under my control and brought me great success. Countless joys and satisfactions”

"So, you are a guy who is good at seeking satisfaction from pain."

After listening to the clown's words, Dante briefly commented that the eyes he looked at the clown gradually became more familiar.

"You are very similar to the bastard in my memory, but I don't even know if my memory is true now, but no matter what, I can only say that you were born in the wrong era."

Dante said, letting out a long sigh.

"If you were in my time, then, based on your actions today, you would be qualified to play as the God of Darkness. You have the ability."

"Look at what you said, as if I am not the God of Darkness now. Look at this city. I am their darkness. Even if I am easily defeated by you, even if my game is completely destroyed by you in an instant, I Guaranteed, even after ten years, they won’t be able to forget me.”

As soon as Dante finished speaking, the clown said with a smile. As he spoke, his hands slid on the table seemingly unconsciously. His movement actually made him look a little shy.

"Although I'm embarrassed to say this, I feel that even the real God of Darkness may not be able to do what I did to this city at least ten minutes ago. What do you think?"

"At least put that kind of god on your level, it's hard for him to do that"

Dante gave a pertinent answer. The Joker is indeed the most successful mortal criminal he has ever seen, because guys like him who have the ability to play with the hearts of millions of people in a large city often have President-like social status, and he is just a criminal

"I actually admire you very much. Your plan follows one step after another. Your control over your men has almost reached its peak. You can make every one of your men die for you with a smile. You can do it under everyone's eyes. , place explosives in this city that can destroy everything, and you can use your plans and words appropriately to make the whole city move for you."

Dante said, even if he didn't like clowns, he couldn't help but look regretful.

"If you are given a larger platform, then maybe you can achieve greater achievements. For example, how about joining my Kingdom of God, fighting for me, and bringing your fear to my enemies?"

"Hahaha, I'm glad to receive your invitation, Dante, but I won't agree."

"Don't you think about it anymore? You know that my enemy is all hell for the time being. Are you not interested at all in putting your fear over the demons and devils who spread fear?"

"Of course I'm not interested. As for the reason, you have already said it. It's for you. Haha, it's for you. Dante, I'm a clown, but you don't really think that I'm going to treat you as an ancient emperor. Then I will make fun of myself and your enemies in front of you to give you pleasure."

As he spoke, he laughed arrogantly. His laughter was very unique and frequent. Only then did Dante notice that although the clown changed his laughter a lot, his smile never stopped.

His smile was sometimes shy, sometimes flamboyant, sometimes low-key, sometimes anxious, sometimes gentle, sometimes crazy, but from beginning to end, he kept smiling.

"Do you know why I chose to be a clown? Do you think I really want to perform burlesques for idiots all over the world? No, of course not."

"why"

"Because in my opinion, the whole world is a clown in front of me. Everyone, everything, and every action I take is just to bring happiness to myself. Hahahaha, I am a clown, but I It’s just my own clown.”

He said, gently rubbing his mouth, and pressing his fingers on his cheeks, those long and dirty fingers brushed over his scars, which made his scars even worse.

"Everything I do is only to please myself, not anyone else, including you."

He stretched out his hand, his finger pointed at Dante's eyebrows, and he laughed wantonly. After he laughed enough, he yelled.

"Even if you are the so-called god, in my eyes, I am my god, so what qualifications do you have to enjoy my pleasure?"

"All right"

Dante could only nod. He understood the clown's mind. He was a qualified, outstanding, and great criminal, at least in Dante's opinion.

Look around. Dante's eyes passed through countless buildings and came to other prisoners in other prisons. Among those guys, whether it was the tall crocodile man, the arrogant Penguin man, or the soy sauce Death Shooter, Even a comatose Poison Ivy.

After they were easily defeated by themselves, they often encountered a series of emotions such as frustration, panic, fear, etc., but only the clown, tsk tsk, the clown did not have any emotions belonging to the loser or the weak. He just sat there, as if He is the winner

His body was full of satisfaction, as if his face was also decorated with bloody joy. He looked at Dante with fascination. The heat in his eyes was just a desire to challenge Dante.

This is a guy worthy of admiration, really

Dante clapped his hands. He couldn't help but applaud the clown.

"I suddenly feel that if I come here a little longer, I'm afraid you can really destroy Gotham. Even if there are no other people like me in the world, you can completely destroy the entire world with your own power. You have this potential. "

"Thank you for the compliment. I think exactly the same as you, but I know I won't do that. As I said, I wait silently for the world to please me, but a completely destroyed world is not enough to bring me Happy, right?”

The clown said. After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to make a snatching gesture. He aimed his index finger at his temple, and then he said loudly.

"Why, don't you plan to give me a happy ending? I don't want to be sent to prison by the person who completely defeated me. You should feel honored. This will be the only time in my life that I admit my failure. Except for you, other so-called bats Heroes, so-called supermen, they are all too weak."

"Well, if you say that, my friend who is called a weak chicken will probably not be happy. What's more, your eyes are burning with fire. I can see that you are eager to fight me again. You really wanna die"

"Why not, Dante, fighting against you is a boring thing. This kind of thing once is enough. I am not a hero. I have no interest in challenging the dragon again and again. What's more, in my heart, I don't There is no failure. At least I have verified one thing. In this world, at least all the humans in Gotham will not be my opponent. As for you and other guys who are almost as powerful as you, you are not human."

The clown finally said. As soon as he finished speaking, he lay down on the table. He moved his hands and feet boredly. He looked extremely bored.

"You are not a stubborn person like your disciple, nor are you a pedantic rubbish like the superman who just appeared today. Killing people is not difficult for you, so why not do it easier? Or you need me to admit my failure more, And the barking of my loser dog can make you feel vain and satisfied."

The clown said, raising his head, resting his chin on the table, and then stuck out his tongue at Dante.

"I heard that gods are all vain. Is this true?"

"Maybe, no matter what, I remember you, clown, can you tell me your name? After that, I will build a tombstone for you that is not extravagant, but definitely suitable for you."

Dante asked. He suddenly wanted to know the clown's name, but the clown quickly shook his head.

"No one is interested in my name, as long as I am a clown, it is enough. I believe that I am not the only clown in the world. In the future, there will be many people imitating me, replacing me, inheriting me, and carrying forward me, until they I stand in front of you, I believe I can see that day."

"Indeed, your madness is like creating a goal for the world, so it's really time to say goodbye."

Dante finally said to the clown, and then he pulled out the rebel, and he threw the sword away, and the big sword suddenly fell freely on the clown's head.

Rebellion was inserted into the back of the clown's head, the blade went straight through the table and hit the ground, and the clown was completely dead.

Seeing the clown lying on the table as if sleeping, Dante shook his head.

"Game over"

At the same time, in Gotham, Bruce is assisting the police in screening Gotham's criminal population, while Superman is helping those in need.

Gotham now has no hospital, no government, no police station, no court and prosecutor's office, no port, no shopping mall, and no everything that a city should have.

But at least there are some people worth saving here

Not everyone in the whole city is a good person, at least Bruce doesn't believe this. Today's incident and the clown's game have brought him a huge blow. It will take him at least a long time to recover from this blow. But fortunately, he is not fighting alone now

Harvey Dent, Gotham's Attorney General, has completely joined his team. From now on, Bruce feels that he should no longer insist on fighting alone. If he has someone around him who can be trusted and relied on before everything happens. assistant or teammate, then he will not let the clown play so boringly

The Joker performed a one-man show in Gotham, and Bruce didn't even have a chance to perform. He was always being played around by the clown like a marionette, and he never took the initiative over the clown.

But he believes that one such failure is enough

From today on, Bruce will invest more in his identity as Batman. Things like destroying the surveillance system and cutting off his limbs will no longer exist. He believes that he has the power to control his desires. Whatever he may experience in this city In the face of any danger, Bruce needs all the means at his disposal, whether it is good or bad

Also starting today, Bruce decided that he would do whatever it takes to

At the same time, almost all media in the United States are in confusion. First-hand information from the Gotham police shows that the United States has suffered the most vicious terrorist attack since the founding of the country.

Just the first report showed that at least 200,000 people died in Gotham, and this number is growing every moment. Almost every investigation can increase the number by 10,000 to 20,000, and this number continues It's rising, but even if it stops now, this number is enough to make the president of the United States resign at least dozens of times.

And the result is self-evident. In less than three hours, before people across the country had time to have dinner, the current President of the United States made an announcement on TV to take the blame and resign.

When he heard this announcement, Dante was really embarrassed. He really didn't pay attention to the news. If he had discovered Gotham's problems at the first time, then he believed that the situation would never be so bad.

In particular, the president is Dante's friend, which makes Dante feel even more embarrassed.

But ultimately, it has nothing to do with Dante.

Again, this has nothing to do with Superman Clark

However, Clark is always good at taking the blame on himself. At this time, Clark, who is constantly using his ability to clean up the debris of Gotham's bombed buildings and rescue survivors everywhere, is going crazy. full of guilt

"If I could come earlier, if I could be more good at it, if I could be stronger, if I could have more friends"

He kept thinking, even though his thoughts made him deeply painful, he decided to remember this feeling at this time. He was determined to become a hero, a superhero, and he was determined to never let anyone let him down again in the future world. A tragedy similar to today's happened

Not to mention Clark's full sense of guilt, Agent May felt similar to him at this time. She was assigned to solve the Gotham problem. She even brought her most trusted team members with her. She also had more than 200 people around Gotham. She received the help of a SHIELD agent, but with all this she could not change the situation in Gotham at all.

As if sensing Mei's shame and sadness, her comrades came to her side.

"Mei, I don't know how to describe it. This is really the craziest mission I've ever been on, and this is also the craziest city I've ever seen."

Her colleague said with a tight frown.

"Before this, I could never have imagined what I saw today. Everyone was like zombies without emotions and consciousness in a zombie game. Damn it, they were obviously just ordinary people, but the surging crowd was like a tide. Just like crazy zombies."

"Yes, they are all still alive, but it is no different from death."

After listening to her assistant's words, Mei sighed and replied, and as soon as she finished speaking, her assistant also let out a long sigh.

"Fortunately, this damn game is over, otherwise, I really can't guarantee that I can get out of here alive."

"Yes, fortunately, the game is over"