I'm the villain in Gotham

Just like heaven and hell, dreams are also a real world.

It consists of the dreams of countless beings—humans, animals, everything that thinks and dreams—some of the dream subjects who lived there in the first place, and, of course, a king.

But about 60 years ago, the Dream Lord? disappeared.

His people searched for every piece of land in the dream, shuttled back and forth in tens of thousands of dreams, but no one could find his trace.Since then, the dreams have changed. Perhaps most human beings have not realized how their nights have changed, but those who were originally able to communicate with the dreams and have the qualifications began to become incapable of night. Sleeping, or not sleeping? Wake up.

Without the existence of the king, the land of the dreamland would inevitably become desolate and shrunk, gradually collapsing.

"I always thought he had disappeared from this world for some reason," said Doctor Strange. "Even though he was a member of the endless family, neither? No? He will die or disappear. But there are too many unknowns in this world, maybe he died in some unknown place."

Batman said in a deep voice, "But then you? found out he was still alive."

"That's right." Doctor Strange nodded: "One day, I found that the dream world became active again. I have observed a few people who were troubled by the dream world, they woke up from a sleep of more than seventy years, Back to reality from constant sleepwalking. I've known since then that the Sandman has returned to his domain."

Watson asked: "Then why did he leave before?"

Doctor Strange said: "I don't? I know, but I think it's his voluntary act to leave the territory for a long time. Maybe he was stuck somewhere and didn't find a way to leave until more than 60 years later."

"That's true?" Eberist nodded, as affirmation: "He lost his magic weapon on the way, and the sleeping sandbag obtained by Constantine is one of them. He poured his power into these In the talisman, losing them? Will make him weak."

After finishing speaking, Erberist raised his eyebrows: "Why are you looking at me like that?" He met the surprised or questioning eyes of several people, and smiled slightly: "I am 'Darkness', he is 'Dream', we? There will be a way of perception that humans can't understand."

In fact, Erberist knew

What he said was much more detailed than what he said.In the previous timeline, he had met the Sandman, they had some exchanges, and the Sandman had told him about his experience of being imprisoned.

There is no doubt that the Sandman is a benevolent and humble king. Doesn't Eberister think that this cult/cult organization full of twisted malice can have any connection with him.The biggest possibility is that the magic weapon containing Sandman's power was taken away by someone, and it fell into the hands of this organization after more than 60 years of tossing and turning.

In fact, in the previous timeline, it took the Sandman more than 70 years to get out of trouble. This time, the time was shortened by nearly ten years, which made Erberist couldn't help guessing that maybe the Sandman was the same as him? Rewind, but still? Remember the things in the previous timeline.Of course, there is another possibility. This timeline has been changed too much due to the arrival of Erberist. Time still makes it unrecognizable.

Now Erberist is no longer sure when the big event and time node in his memory will come, or whether it will come.He lost the ability to predict danger and felt slightly anxious about it.

He's afraid he won't be able to protect his Master? Again.

"Since this is the case, then we? Is the goal of coming here? Is it three?" Constantine held his cigarette holder and counted on his fingers: "Rescue the hostages trapped here—if they ? If alive—find the Sandman's artifact, and, most importantly, destroy the organization."

"That's it?" Batman turned his gaze to Doctor Strange and Erberist: "You guys? How much do you know about this place?"

"I'm afraid it's not as much as you imagine." Doctor Strange said: "This is an independent space, and I can't detect the whole picture of it. This palace seems to be built for the true god they? ? Didn't figure out its specific ? function."

"Anyway? No? It would be a good thing." Konstantin took the cigarette butt from his mouth, and let out a mouthful of smoke: "This crappy place, walking halfway, a monster popped out from the crack in the floor I wouldn't be surprised."

Doctor Strange didn't answer the question, his face remained unchanged: "Anyway, I just read it. There are three roads after going out from here. I don't know them yet. They lead there."

Eberist nodded, and said, "There is no outside for the time being? I saw the enemy, but this

No? That means it's safe here. "He raised his delicate chin upwards slightly, squinted at Sherlock, and smiled softly: "Ordinary people better get out of here quickly. "

He was looking at Sherlock and Watson, but both Batman and Doctor Strange knew that this sentence was of course referring to his master.

A very harmless smile appeared on Sherlock's face.

When Watson saw him laughing like this, he knew that things were going to be bad.Because of his nature and wisdom far beyond ordinary people, Sherlock has always been respectful, speaks without scruples, and is very good at using sharp words to hit the point.In the UK, there was Michael Loft's secret help, and things were... not? Not too bad, at most he was not popular; but he was so talented that no matter how much the Scotland Yard police hated him, it was still the same. Need his help.

But here, although Watson believes that whether it is Batman or this Doctor Strange who looks exactly like Sherlock, they will definitely be on their side, but now they are facing a different I don't know where it came from. It doesn't look like a very good dark creature in terms of ability or temper.

God knows if he will? Will snap Sherlock with a word of no?

Thinking of the possible outcome, Watson was nervous all over, and immediately moved in front of Sherlock, trying his best to resolve the dispute before Sherlock started poking the lung tube.

But before Sherlock had time to speak, his voice was interrupted: "No?" Batman said coldly, "They? Two are responsible for taking away the trapped hostages."

"So that means we? We are going to split up, right?" Constantine found out? After watching the show, he shrugged and stood beside Zatanna, putting his hands on her shoulders naturally: " I want to be with Xiao Zha, you guys? Feel free."

"No? You're with me." Batman rejected his proposal very coldly.Although there was Zatanna, but given the impression Constantine had made before, Batman felt that he had to watch him personally, lest this guy get cold feet.

...Maybe? Will drag Zatanna along with him to escape.

"Holmes, Watson is with Doctor Strange." Batman looked at Doctor Strange: "Their safety is in your hands, Doctor."

Doctor Strange nodded, "Yes."

Except for Erberist, he is the one with the best magic among all the people present, and it is only fitting that he protects two ordinary people who are unarmed—basically unarmed—

No? It's over.

"What, wait." Realizing the division of the last group, Constantine called out: "You want Zha and Erberist to be together? No? I don't agree. Are you still Zha?" friend? Bat, I'd rather you put me with him!"

Batman's complexion didn't change, and he glanced at him coldly: "Then you? Two groups."

Constantine: "..."

Constantine: "Then what, why don't you think about it?"

Neither did Batman? Think Constantine would say yes.He took out two bat-shaped headsets from his universal belt and threw them to Doctor Strange and Zatanna respectively.

Doesn't he know how resistant Urberist is to those tentacles now? It just so happens that Zatanna is a very good magician, and knowing the relationship between Urberister and Doctor Strange, he should understand that he is not ?Is it as it appears?...In short, Batman is relatively safe about the safety of this combination?.

Urberister glanced at Batman.

He probably guessed that Batman didn't trust Constantine too much, so there might not be no distribution? Seeing what he meant, but... Erberister pursed his lips and said, "I refuse."

At that time, even if Constantine really took Zatanna and ran away, it would at best declare the failure of this operation, but Batman can't have an accident, which is the most important thing.

"I'm going with you," said Erberist.

"Oh~" Konstantin looked like he was watching the show, and suddenly he didn't care about the matter, and he even lit a cigarette for himself.

Zatanna glared at Constantine.She had a rough idea of ​​what had happened between Batman and Urberist, and knew that Batman had hurt Urberist not so long ago.Seeing that Erberist felt a little bit sorry, she immediately became nervous, ready to see what happened? Yes, she dragged Batman to run away.

So Watson discovered that before Sherlock made an attack, the sex between Batman and Erberist had intensified.

The only insider, Doctor Strange, covered his forehead and sighed heavily.

Batman frowned: "I don't? Agree."

Sometimes he felt that Erberist was a little too protective of him, and it shouldn't have been.He is a grown man, even though his body is not as strong as an inhuman creature like Erberist, but he has wisdom and skills, and he can protect himself and others at the same time.

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Rist's tone was very firm: "I must do this."

When the two were in a stalemate, Sherlock raised his hand lazily: "I agree with you too? Two groups."

Watson turned his head in shock, and found that the smile that made his teeth hurt when he saw Sherlock's face again, and his soft voice was like a bow slowly passing on the strings: "Let Conte Dundin goes after the lady he wants, and I think it's very appropriate for you to have a romantic relationship with this... horned guy."

Constantine: "..."

Who the hell is Kang Teduding, you got the name right first! ! !

Constantine: "..."

Constantine: "..."

and many more.

He opened his mouth in shock, and the smoke was scared out: "What did you just say???"

"Oh," Sherlock said in a leisurely manner, "Since we came in, Batman has looked at him more than 40 times, an average of eight times in a minute. They? They looked at each other nine times, and they didn't make a sound or make a sound. They're used to it. So I guess they are not at all the kind of relationship you imagined, and it's actually good to have a personal relationship in private, right? "

Watson: "But...but Batman wears goggles, how do you know he's looking at him?"

Sherlock said impatiently: "Micro-expression, John, although he is still in control, but it can't be hidden from me, so don't interrupt."

Zatanna saw that Batman's expression had changed, and Constantine said: "But you just said, they?, uh... fall in love?!"

"This one is even easier, use your goldfish brain? I really don't know how you got the title of detective." Sherlock continued as if he didn't see Constantine's expression of rolling his eyes: "I think you're a master of micro-expressions too, Batman, you control yourself well, but subconscious movements? Deceiving, even if it's very subtle, but I can still notice it. You love him, Batman, There is no doubt about that.”

Batman never expected that the secret he had been hiding until now would be exposed to Erberist at such an unexpected timing.He felt uncomfortable all over and stood up straight consciously, his palms were slightly sweating.He couldn't help but look forward to Erberist's reaction, and at the same time, his reason told him repeatedly in his heart that this was not a good time to confess at all.

Erberister still stood where he was, but at this moment, anyone with eyes could tell that he was not in his mind, and his consciousness was blank.

Seeing two people - especially Erberist -

Sherlock was obviously quite satisfied with the reaction of —, and the corners of his mouth raised up, showing a very cute smile: "It seems that for some reason you keep saying no? No? You don't have to thank me, Bat, just When it was you who brought us here, it would be the reward for me to continue the investigation."

Watson: "..."

He couldn't help but want to cover his forehead.Watson knows that it's actually Urberist that Sherlock wants revenge on, but... have you noticed the low air pressure on Batman? !

Some uncontrollable bloody scene would soon appear, Watson grabbed Sherlock and dragged him towards the exit: "Uh, cough, let me see us? Or should we go to investigate the scene first... this er, the palace , Mage?" He blinked desperately at Doctor Strange.

Doctor Strange: "..."

He took a look at Batman and Erberister who were standing still, and finally he simply ignored them and strode towards Sherlock and Watson, frowning.

The figures of the three people immediately disappeared at the exit.

Apparently Constantine and Zatanna are still? Not? Accepting this reality too well, the two stood in place in silence for a while, and Constantine asked: "So, before that was... fun?"

Batman swung his eyes like he was about to kill someone, and Constantine immediately ran away with Zatanna.

The sound of footsteps disappeared, and the noisy palace suddenly returned to silence.

There was no wind in the palace. They stood face to face for a while, and Erberist's consciousness slowly came back, and the eyes watching Batman gradually became complicated.

Batman opened his mouth, didn't he know what to say for a while.

He didn't want to explain, even if Batman didn't feel qualified to show his feelings to Erberist, he didn't want to deny his feelings either.He did like Alberister, that was a fact, a fact he hadn't been able to say.

"...he's right." Finally he said, "he's right, I... like you."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to the side, didn't he? Look at Erberister's expression again.

He knew what he was going to get.

Erberist's golden pupils trembled, and his lips were tightly pursed. He also couldn't say a single word.

He admitted that when he first heard those words from Sherlock, he...he was intimidated.He couldn't believe it, and at the same time suddenly remembered the conversation with Silence that day.Apparently, by then Hush had discovered Batman's feelings for him and was viciously trying to drive them apart?

It doesn't matter, it's just that Erberist didn't think about it at all at that time.

After all, this is too absurd. Erberist knows what kind of way he usually appears in front of Batman. He is violent and cruel, indifferent to human life, and regards morality and law as nothing. Playing with Gotham's big and small forces is like waving a brush on the canvas, smearing as you like.

Batman couldn't possibly fall in love with him like this.

If this love really appears, then the node of its existence can only be during the time of Lotkea or? Just Lotkea.

He hides his true nature, pretends to be harmless to humans and animals, and uses gentleness and patience to paint his dark appearance into a mild color.He knew Batman's preferences well, and if Batman fell in love with such a person because of this, Erberister would not be surprised.

But Lotkea is fake.

Batman is in love with a phantom, someone who doesn't exist.

...It is a puppet created by Erberist out of shameful desire to stay by Batman's side.

It was very quiet around here.

The two are relatively silent, but it's not like they have nothing to do right now.Batman turned around first, and strode towards the exit? "Let's go faster."

Erberist followed him silently.

They chose the most middle way and walked one after the other.The journey wasn't long, but it seemed unusually quiet because of the silence of the two of them.Fortunately, after leaving the palace with the teleportation array, the surrounding architectural style is still normal, otherwise they will be upset sooner or later, and it will be difficult to proceed with this mission.

Soon, the two encountered their first enemy head-on.

He was guarding a palace door, and Batman turned his head and gave Urberist a small nod.Erberist understood, leaned his back against the wall, and hid himself.

Batman shot quickly, stunned the guard, tilted his head, and motioned for Erberist to open the door.

It wasn't difficult. Erberist carefully searched for a while, and after confirming that there was no one inside, he used magic to unlock the door silently.He cast a spell on the door, and the two of them flashed in, closing the door behind them.

Outside the door, the guard is still at the door? Guarding, with his back straight.

After closing the door, Erberist caught Batman's gaze and explained, "A hallucinatory spell."

Batman asks, "The one you used in the lab?"

"……almost

. "He took a cautious look at Batman to make sure that he wasn't... not? happy, and then looked at the palace.

This place seems to be an information storage room for storing materials. A large number of files are placed on the shelves. Perhaps it is the so-called tradition of cults/religions. They do not use electronic equipment to record, but use the oldest Methods.Batman and Erberister randomly picked up some files and flipped through them, and found that these parchments recorded various names, followed by addresses, a series of numbers, and some brief introductions.

Erberist guessed: "Could it be... the name of a Christian?"

"Very? Possibly." Batman frowned, tapped on the arm armor, the white goggles immediately turned blue, changed from normal mode to scanning record, and scanned a large amount of text into the bat suit, After leaving this space, upload it to the bat computer.

They quickly flipped through the parchment on this row of shelves, and when they reached the next row, the records on the parchment changed, and there were some cult/religion secrets, or points and taboos, some of which were obscure Difficult to understand, the color of the parchment is old, it looks like it has been around for many years.

Erberist slowly stroked the magic pattern carved on a piece of parchment: "I can't read it? I understand the writing on it, but I can feel the magic wave from this magic circle."

Batman asked, "What does that mean?"

"You may not know that magic also has an origin, and it needs the support of the origin to be effective." Erberister said: "These magics still have an effect, which means...the evil god they have always wanted to summon , did exist, and still exists.”

"That doesn't seem like good news," Batman said.

Eberister smiled at him, as if to comfort him: "Just burn the steps and items that record the summoning ceremony before they? succeed in summoning, so that they? can't do it in the future."

Batman nodded, once again immersed in the work of scanning.

Erberister followed behind him, and the surroundings became quiet again, save for the rustling of parchments being turned.Batman finished flipping through the ones in front of him, and turned around to say something, only to be caught off guard into Erberist's golden eyes.

He turned back suddenly, and Erberist didn't have time to put away the tiredness in his eyes.He looked at Batman's busy back with a little numbness, his fine eyelashes were half hanging

, His lips are slightly pursed, no? I know what I'm thinking.

Batman paused.

"If you think I'm embarrassing you..." Batman straightened his words, trying to look regretful and reluctant: "Actually, you could—"

"I'm not? It's Lotkea." Eberrist said suddenly.

This sentence seemed to have been held in his heart for a long time, and there was no emotion in his tone, as if he was explaining an ordinary fact that could not be more ordinary.

But how could he be indifferent to this matter?

Erberist closed his eyes, swallowed the choking in his throat, lowered his voice, and said again: "...I am not? It is Lotkea."

So, it's not me you're in love with.

How can you love me?

The author has something to say: Keke, there is more to come, wait for me

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