Change your destiny from becoming a villain

"What did you do to me?" Recovering from the memory full of pain and hatred, Jason looked into those copper-colored eyes and said indifferently, "I won't listen to you."

"I didn't ask you to obey me, Jason." His tone of calling Jason's name was full of unique playfulness, like a child's innocent murmur, but mixed with unknown cruelty. There is a little side effect, which I believe you can understand."

"Just like your father, Bruce Wayne." He turned around with his hands behind his back, pretending to straighten his back and pretend to be an aristocrat while walking towards the edge of the room. The pool water of Lazarus' pool contains mysterious power, which gives the soaker the power of 'recovering wounds', 'returning youth', and 'reviving the dead'."

"but!"

At this time, he suddenly turned his head 45 degrees, no matter the timing, posture or the appearance of half of his face and eyes exposed, it was just right, creating a serious atmosphere.

Although in Jason's view, the kid was just pretending to be an adult for fun.

"Fate has already marked the price in secret." He said in a bard-like tone: "Although the power of the Lazarus Pool is extremely incredible, the more you use your spirit, the more you will be distorted and eroded by the power of the pool water, until the end Totally insane."

"This is the price of using the pool of Lazarus."

"So?" Jason raised his brows slightly, not being shaken by Angola's knowledge that Bruce Wayne is Batman. "What price did I pay?"

"The first is the loss of human characteristics." Angola raised the corners of her lips, but her angelic face revealed a sneer full of malice, "The [love] I bestowed on you will make you lose your vitals, unless your head is beheaded or completely Burn your body, and you will remain young forever, immortal."

"But it's not a blessing, it's a curse."

"Immortality is a poison to the human spirit. How to keep one's soul alive forever instead of decaying is a disaster that any immortal will face. Of course, if you can't bear it, you can just die. It's not something that is particularly difficult to break. s things."

"The real problem is in the follow-up..." He raised his index finger and shook it lightly, "After resurrection, you will not be able to forget the 'record before death', unless you kill the clown to complete revenge, otherwise you will face the 'record' forever harm."

"You mean... hurt?"

"Don't you think it's over like this?" Angola appeared in front of Jason like a teleportation. He stood on tiptoe and looked up at Jason, but smiled like a person looking down. "Before you complete your revenge , you will experience a 'death record' every day, and you will continue to suffer mental damage."

"It doesn't matter once or twice, but you don't need me to tell you what will happen in the long run."

"Finally." He sat back on his chair again, crossed his legs, rested his chin with his hands, and looked like a little ruffian. "You should almost feel that... [power] in your body!"

Jason remained silent, looking at his smooth, callus-free palms, he felt a force gushing out of his body.

Whoa!

With a thought, a little orange flame ignited on his white fingertips.It just appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared out of thin air with Jason's thoughts.

And the consumption of releasing the flames is like a drop in the bucket compared to the continuous power in his body.

"magic?"

"It can be said that." Angora shrugged: "Magic, mystery, spiritual power... whatever you call it, and the extent to which you can achieve it is naturally up to you."

"But you have to remember, Jason."

Angola once again called his name in a weird tone, which made Jason a little annoyed and let out a staggering sound, but he continued to provoke him happily.

"[Power] and [Love] are the products you get after paying a price. The more you use it, the closer you will be to me. This is not a good thing for you."

"I have no idea what you are."

"Didn't I finish my introduction?"

He leaned on the chair with his hands crossed in front of his chest, and the soft lights around him suddenly became extremely bright, illuminating the whole room like daytime.

An angelic face, devilish tattoos, and things that were opposite but harmonious appeared on the boy's body. In the light of day, Jason felt that he saw something extremely terrifying emerging from the boy's shadow.

"Perhaps you need an answer from the dark knight hiding under the window to eavesdrop?"

Clang!

Realizing that he had been spotted, the tall man in a pitch-black battle suit rushed into the room from the outside of the window, and sawdust and glass shards from the broken windows were all over the floor.

"Oh, NO!" Angola complained, rubbing her forehead, "Can't you stop being so rude? I didn't close the window at all."

"I also revealed so much information to you to let you find it, but you destroyed my window as soon as you came!"

"This is not your house, Boy." A deep and powerful magnetic voice came out of the man's mouth. He glanced at Jason Todd at the side, and a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, "According to my investigation, this place should belong to a church Father."

"He lent it to me, Mr. Bat." Angola said seriously, "Yesterday I negotiated with him to lend it to me for a day, but I just borrowed it and you destroyed it. Because of your fault, I had to Pay a compensation!"

"I'll arrange for someone to help him redecorate the house, don't worry." Batman stared at Angola with a calm tone, "It's time for this little game to end, Boy."

"Please return what you stole."

"The legs are on him and not on me. Why should I care where he wants to go?" Angora sneered, "My experiment is over, Jason's resurrection is the reward he deserves. As for you, Mr. Bat... "

"I think it is necessary to tell you what etiquette is!"

As soon as the words fell, a large amount of black ooze emerged from Angola's shadow on the ground.Under the horrified gazes of Batman and Jason, the mud quickly turned into two black figures in battle armor.

One of them holds a sword, the other holds a gun, their faces are completely blurred, and they look like fabricated puppets.

"Go." Angola waved his hand, "Show Mr. Bat some color."

Whoosh!

Before the two figures could make a move, Batman threw a dozen sharp bat darts at the swordsman first, and then he strode forward, hitting the gunman with a heavy fist.

Clang!

The swordsman flicked all the flying bat darts with a flick of his long sword, while the spearman punched Batman without fear and made a muffled sound.

Immediately after Batman moved his finger, the bat glove on his hand erupted with an electric shock that was enough to make people faint.

However, it is a pity that the gunman completely ignored the electric current spreading all over his body. He swept the handle of the gun in his hand and hit Batman in the abdomen to force him back. The tip of the gun followed closely and pierced Batman's throat!

"what!"

Just when the gunman was about to stab Batman, there was a shout from the side. Jason jumped up from the spot, and his thigh drew a half-moon arc in the air, directly kicking the gunman's arm and knocking him crooked.

Then he propped his hands on Batman's back and bounced up with force, his legs clamped the gunman's neck like scissors, twisted his body, brought him into the air, and fell to the ground violently.

Batman turned around and flung his cloak at this moment, and the tough bat cloak was thrown out of his hand like a long whip, wrapping around the swordsman's body in the blink of an eye to bind him.

He pressed a button on his arm again, and the originally soft cloak instantly hardened, completely locking the swordsman's limbs.

This is the tacit understanding between Robin and Batman, a beautiful silent cooperation!