I'm the villain in Gotham

Since Erberist came to Earth, this was the first time he appeared in front of the enemy openly.In order to prevent his face from causing trouble for Batman in the future, he used magic materials to make a black mask for himself, covering the entire face, only revealing a pair of golden eyes and a small pointed chin .

At this moment, those golden eyes were shining with an inorganic luster, but it seemed that an icy flame was quietly gestating in it, and it was about to burst out.He pinched the clown's neck, smiled softly, his voice was as soft as a hissing snake letter: "What punishment will be given to those who lose the game, huh?"

"Wait, Urberist." Batman tensed up, apparently unmoved, and stopped Urberister's next move, lest he actually snap the Joker's neck on a whim: "I need to know Where to place the bomb."

He shouldn't be here, Batman frowned, and began to wonder if he had been too relaxed with him these days, so that Urberister didn't follow his orders-according to his plan, at this time Urberist Berister should still be searching for clues all over Gotham with Nightwing.

Erberist glanced back at Batman and noticed the crease between his brows, Erberist thought for a moment and understood what Batman was thinking: "I did not disobey your order, my master. He laughed, "Ye Yi and I have already found the clues you need, so we came here to join you."

The order Batman gave him was to look for clues. Now that he found it, let Nightwing follow it alone——

"After all," he pinched the clown's fingers slightly harder: "I can't let you share a room with such a filthy human being."

Batman frowned, and before he could speak again, the clown whose neck was still held in the palm of Erberist's hand suddenly laughed loudly: "Oh, little bat, I really didn't expect it, just as if I was in Arkham During the period of rest, you actually got yourself another helper. And you asked him to call you master... Why, this time you finally don't plan to add another bird to yourself, because you are afraid of seeing the bird again Burnt feathers?"

This suddenly brought back one of Batman's most painful memories, his lips were unconsciously clenched, and his palms were clenched.Anyone can tell at a glance that he is in extreme anger, but he is only worried about the backhand that the clown is preparing, and has not attacked.

But Erberist is not as cautious and careful as he is. His great strength and the pride of the Dragon Clan make him ignore any traps and traps.He tightened his fingers again, let the clown grab his hand, and let out an almost breathless "uh-uh" sound: "Shut up, rude man."

Erberist's tone suddenly turned cold. He knew what the Joker wanted to do. He had seen many of these tricks in Batman's memory, and their purpose was nothing more than to make him fall into the abyss he had been staring at.

Yes, Erberist admits, the temptation to make Batman corrupt is indeed very attractive, and he tried to do it on the first day on the earth; Now that the precious and beautiful soul is his own, all actions that may harm him are like provoking this noble and arrogant dragon, and will never be tolerated.

"Uberrist." Batman didn't want to provoke him, and said in a deep voice, "I said, I need—"

"You need to know the location of those laughing gas bombs, as well as other subsequent plots." Erberist turned slightly and bowed politely to Batman: "Please rest assured, you will be rewarded." wished."

After finishing speaking, puffs of black air suddenly floated out of Erberist's palm, and submerged into the clown's brain in an instant.

"No!" Batman's pupils shrank, unable to control anything else, he rushed up immediately, grabbed Erberist's hand, tried to separate him from the clown, and said sharply: "I told you before leaving What?!"

"Before we leave... do you think I'm going to kill him?" Erberist raised his eyebrows, followed Batman's force and let go of his hand, and the clown suddenly fell limply to the ground.His wrist was still held by Batman, and he didn't try to struggle: "I remember telling you that I will not lie to you. Similarly, I will never break my promise to you."

After speaking, he motioned Batman to look at the clown on the ground with his eyes.

Batman looked down, and found that the black air that was put into the clown's brain by Erberist just now slowly emerged from it, and suddenly entered Erberist's body.At the same time, the clown moved his fingers, groaned a few times on the ground, and looked up at them.He originally wanted to jump up from the ground, but he didn't expect a few strands of darkness to appear suddenly, condensing into ropes, and tied him tightly to the ground.

Batman let go of Erberist's wrist, heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time gave him a disapproving look and said, "Before doing this next time, I'll ask for my permission."

"Please rest assured that going into his brain won't do me any harm." Erberist knew what Batman was worried about, raised his eyebrows, and explained: "He is only a human being after all. And, what you need I have already obtained the information." He reported three addresses: "In addition, there is the largest laughing gas bomb on the top of Gotham Clock Tower, and the controller is in the hands of the clown."

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the clown faintly, and with a slight hook of his fingertips, the controller hidden in his clothes was searched out by the black air, and he graciously sent it to Erberist's palm, and then he handed it to Batman.

"What, you...hahahahaha!" The clown laughed wildly: "It's really interesting that you can see other people's memories. Well, let me guess...it won't be that the memory of the little bat has been taken away by you. Have you seen it? Hey, that’s not right, little bat, why haven’t you locked him up and even agreed to let him stay by your side?”

Erberister smiled kindly: "Can I shut him up, master?"

Batman nodded.

Obtaining permission, Erberist immediately sealed the clown's mouth with magic, so that he would not annoy people with his laughter.In fact, when he entered the clown's mind before, he had malicious intentions to drive this villain insane, but unfortunately the clown himself is a very crazy lunatic, and Erberist couldn't make him more insane. Had to give up.

At the same time, Batman used the communicator to notify Nightwing, Red Robin, and Batgirl to dismantle the three bombs, and he went to the top of Gotham's clock tower with Erberist.

Oberist looked at the clown on the ground and asked, "What about him?"

Batman said, "Take him," and he gave the Joker a cold look: "Don't let him play tricks."

Facts have proved that Erberist's ability is very reliable, the location of the three laughing gas bombs is quite accurate, and the hidden bomb that was originally the last fun was also dismantled under Batman's skilled operation.The clown's plot failed completely, and he was sent back to Arkham. The clown gang was also arrested by the Batman and thrown into the Black Gate Prison.

A deadly farce crisis was resolved.

Batman stood in the distance, watching the Joker being escorted away by Arkham's guards, and then retreated quietly into the shadows.

Erberist was there waiting for him.Seeing him come back, Erberist put his slender palms on his chest, and bowed slightly like a gentleman: "Congratulations, master," he chuckled, "Gotham has returned to calm."

Batman didn't speak, just looked at him quietly for a while.After a while, he said, "Good job."

This response was obviously unexpected, and Erberist couldn't help but froze for a moment: "...Huh?"

Batman knew that without Erberist's help this time, things couldn't have ended so smoothly, and there might not be many deaths and injuries in Gotham City by then.At the same time, Erberist's behavior today can be regarded as a preliminary end to the guard during this period. He has carried out Batman's instructions fairly well, and Batman has already considered the next step to relax his behavior a little bit. A little control - of course, monitoring anytime, anywhere is essential.

Erberister raised his eyebrows: "Did you just praise me, master?"

It is, but it's impossible for Batman to repeat it.He turned around, and his thick black cloak raised a sharp arc in the air: "The night watch is not over yet, let's go."

Erberister laughed, and floated behind him with folded arms: "May I have the honor to hear you repeat what you just said, Master?"

Batman didn't speak. He took out the bat hook gun from his universal belt, and the rapidly fired rope hooked the roof of the opposite building. He turned his head and gave him a cold look: "Do business."

They went up to the roof, and Erberist added: "You know, the right incentives help motivate."

"……To shut up."

Erberist laughed.

Since the contact, Erberister has always acted like a gentleman and polite, reserved and restrained. This is the first time he smiled so brightly.Batman couldn't help turning his head to look at him. Erberist was facing forward, his smiling golden pupils looked like flowing gold under the moonlight.

Batman stared at him for a while, then looked away silently.

Maybe tonight has already been booked by the clown alone. After dealing with those laughing gas bombs that should have been extremely troublesome and dangerous, tonight actually seemed a little idle.

Batman stood on a tall gargoyle, watching the city condescendingly.The bright moonlight shone on him, casting a layer of bright silver light on the silent dark knight.He is like a blue rose blooming in the dark night, representing magnificence and impossible miracles.

Erberist floated half a step behind him, and suddenly felt something different from it.If he used to appreciate Batman's radiant gem-like soul, then after getting along with him these few days, after realizing his personality and persistence, Erberist suddenly realized that there was something deep in his soul. those more practical meanings.From a gemstone that can only be used for viewing, he gradually transformed into a real human form in Erberist's heart, a higher life that can be touched and communicated with.

The corner of Erberist's lips twitched upwards.

I'm starting to like you, Batman.

he thinks.