Chapter 476 22. After Honor Robin, a "Dark Robin" is added. Gee, are you Eevee? The pedigree is so complicated
The young man lying on the ground of the Batcave suddenly twitched, and his palms bled without any external contact. This scene made the master next to him frown.
He knelt down to stop Grayson's bleeding.
And there were others lying beside him, not just the Bat Family and K-Team, but also the servants in the entire manor and even Alfred.
Every unconscious person has signs of injury, and the most serious one, Charles the Kite Man, has been put into the medical cabin.
His injuries were as if he had been stabbed several times while unconscious.
These people were all brought back to the safe Batcave as quickly as possible by the master who was retreating while fighting when the manor was attacked by the pioneers and the strange fog filled the air. Now he has activated the defenses of Wayne Manor, but the master has not It's not certain how long those defense systems will last.
He looked towards the periphery of the safe area. The gray fog had completely shrouded the place. Those strange floating fogs that seemed to be alive were interpreting the definition of "danger".
Bruce is not very sure why he was not pulled into the "other world" by the weird fog like everyone else. This may have something to do with willpower.
But he was certain that if he didn't do something, the lives of these people would be in danger.
After trying many methods to wake him up, Batman made up his mind.
He took a few steps back, took out the electric shock device from his multifunctional belt, and selected the most determined one among them, Erbong, to give him an electric shock in an attempt to forcefully awaken him.
But just when he was about to give an electric shock, a black shadow suddenly shot out of the fog and hit the electric shock device in the master's hand.
Batman looked back and saw that what had knocked away the stun device was a special-shaped batarang. The weapon was made of some kind of bone and looked extremely lethal and cold.
"Don't do that, Bruce."
A hoarse voice sounded from the mist, and a tall figure wearing a black robe from the Star Society appeared in front of the master. He warned:
"They were all pulled by 'fear' into the 'nightmare realm' shaped by the power of the mind. That realm was shaped by the fear in the hearts of everyone present.
That is not illusion, but a strange power between reality and falsehood.
Once you forcibly awaken someone, he will suffer oppression from the entire other world. His heart will stop and his brain will die in an instant.
Don't bother, they're on their own. ”
The mysterious man shook his head and said:
"This is the force you have to face now. It may not be very powerful but it is definitely difficult enough."
"What about you?"
The master pulled out the batarang, looked at the person in front of him warily, and said:
“If it’s not ‘fear’ itself, then who are you?”
"Me?"
The mysterious man chuckled, stretched out his hand and pulled open his dark hood, revealing a strange bat suit that made the master's eyes widen. It seemed to be sewn from some kind of leather, and its gray-white appearance looked extremely ominous.
Especially his bat helmet, which had no eye protection and only left a gap in the full-covered hood. The cold eyes coming out of it meant that the person in front of him was definitely not a kind person.
The man reached out and pushed his overly exaggerated and dark bat helmet.
He introduced himself:
"I am 'The End', a Class A member of the Society of Stars, a lone traveler in the Council of Twelve. I also have a forgotten name that cannot be announced before revenge is completed.
I'm here to warn you, Bruce Wayne.
The Dark Knights have their sights on you, and the foolish invasion started by the Warlock gives them a legitimate reason to intervene, and the madmen will soon be swarming with you.
If you don’t want to become a ‘collectible’, then work with me!
Laying traps for their masters in this fragile world.
It's here!
Completely cut off all the grievances between the Dark Knights and the Bat Family in countless parallel worlds! ”
The master is unconvinced about this statement, and the final knight who comes here does not have any hope in Batman's trust in him.
In the cave shrouded in gray mist, the Class A member who came alone walked forward in an unhurried manner.
He seemed to be very familiar with this place. Under the gaze of the master who would throw the Batarang at any time, he walked past the unconscious people on the ground and opened the secret compartment under the Batcomputer. He took out a still-functioning communicator and pressed the button. key.
Amidst the beeps of waiting for communication, this guy with a strange and cold temperament, wearing a twisted and dark suit of armor that was indeed designed from the bat suit, pointed to the gray fog rolling in the distance, and he explained in a hoarse voice: < br>
"The land of nightmares, the realm of fear, the inner world, the place of burial. It has many names, but they all represent the same thing.
It was a cage made of psychic fear. It was tempered in many doomsday worlds and finally formed this kind of 'weapon' that can be used by warlocks.
Not all of the twelve A-class members of the Association of Stars are living beings with self-awareness. Warlock is a cunning guy. He started to install his own forces when the first A-class member was born.
'Fear' is his most outstanding creation.
Through the fusion of dark magic and a strange thing found from the ruins of the world in the dark star sea, this nightmare fusion monster with its own fear force field was finally formed.
As the Society of the Stars becomes more and more powerful, Warlocks who no longer need to clean up the world by themselves have rarely used it, but this time they put it into Wayne Manor, trapping you and the enemy at the beginning of the invasion war. Team K.
It seems that the psychological pressure you have caused him is really great. ”
"A stranger from the enemy camp walked into my Batcave and made wild remarks here. I admit that the information you brought is valuable, but it is not enough to be a bargaining chip for you and me to unite."
The master still held the batarang. Of course, this was only a superficial weapon. Faced with the uninvited A-class member in front of him, he showed that he was sure of victory.
This is indeed the case, his real trump card is at his feet, he only needs a wake-up word
"The Hell Bat suit you hid under the Batcave is not for this time! You only have one chance to use it to reverse the situation. Are you sure you want to use it on me?
Wasted on someone who might be your ally? ”
The Final Knight seemed to have guessed what the master was thinking, and his next sentence revealed Batman's biggest bargaining chip here, making the master's face change slightly.
At the same time, the communicator in the hands of the final knight was also connected.
"Hello?"
Mason's voice sounded from it, with a hint of confusion, and he obviously didn't understand why the master was contacting him at this time.
"I am the Final Knight, one of the A-level twelve-member council members. Congratulations on killing two members of the Dark Knights, Mason Cooper and Honorary Robin.
Although you stole my prey, I am not angry about it.
When facing an overwhelming number of monsters, the more strong and powerful hunters the better. ”
This guy showed his identity very straightforwardly and said to Mason:
"The Dark Knights are preparing to truly enter this world. Since you can kill them, it means you know something about them. You should know why they are here.
I desperately need to work with Bruce Wayne, but he seems to trust you more.
So, Mason, my peer in every sense of the word, help me to persuade him. ”
"The Last Knight?"
Mason's tone immediately rose a few notches and he said:
"There is actually a ruthless character like you in the 12-member council? You are hiding deep enough, but I heard from my boss that you have been the warlock's loyal dog for the past seventeen years"
"You can think so, but I have my purpose."
The Last Knight did not correct Mason's statement. He explained calmly:
"When there is no conflict between my goals and Warlock's ideas, I am happy to do something for him. If he does not cooperate with the Dark Knights, then I will not hesitate to become another destroyer in this war.
But don’t blame me for being ruthless if he chooses the wrong allies.
For the past ten years, I have been hunting down these fallen Batmans and their creations of destruction. They have destroyed my world and torn apart my hopes. I want to make them pay with their blood!
But you seem to know who I am? ”
"I have only heard your story. Before I truly confirm your identity, I am not sure whether you really exist in the current parallel world system?
After all, your hometown is different from most other worlds. ”
Mason replied and said to the final knight:
"Give the master the communicator and I'll talk to him."
"唰"
The communicator in the Final Knight's hand was thrown to Batman. The master took it in his hand and activated the secret conversation mode so that Mason's voice appeared directly in his ears.
During the whole process, he watched the dark guy in front of him warily.
The latter squatted down and took out some medicine from his arms to treat the wounds of Alfred and Barbara who were bleeding.
Judging from the gentle movements that are completely different from the dark temperament, this guy must know these poor people who are being pulled into the land of fear, which makes Batman more and more suspicious of his identity.
"Bruce, work with him."
Mason said to the master directly:
"I've heard stories about this guy. He does have a blood feud with the fallen Batmans of the Dark Knights. He's a stalker, there's no doubt about it.
This is what I want to tell you too.
Warlock has a 'surprise' for you in this invasion, a Dark Knight Order consisting of seven fallen Batmans from the Dark World and their dark creations have joined the war.
They come for destruction.
They're also coming for you and me and the entire Bat-Family, and they're dangerous! You must attract them so that they do not participate in the ravage of the world.
These guys are completely different from the pioneers who are not good at war. They are destructive demons with no bottom line and possess a variety of destructive powers.
We cannot afford the consequences of allowing them to act freely.
In addition, I have reserved information about the Dark Knights in Wayne Manor in advance, in a secret compartment under the third drawer of Damian's bedside table.
There is a password, but I guess that won't bother you. ”
"I need to know the identity of this 'end'!"
The master nodded and said hoarsely:
"This guy makes me feel bad."
"He has the same identity as me."
Mason explains:
"He was also Robin to a certain Batman, that's all I can say.
The rest is for him to tell you himself at some point. It is a very dark and desperate story, and it might be better for him to tell it himself.
Doctor Fate has been dealt with, and I am now preparing to hunt down other A-class personnel and traitors. These guys may be carrying the source zombie virus, and they need to be focused on.
If you encounter them while hunting with the Final Knight, remember to deal with them immediately.
As for the intensifying war.
Be patient for the time being and wait for the moment of counterattack to come. ”
"Well, please be safe."
The master hung up the communication.
He did not inform Mason of the ongoing crisis at Wayne Manor. As Batman, he had the ability to handle such a crisis instead of transferring his own pressure to his companions who were also fighting.
Mason must be under more pressure than himself at this time.
"You want to cooperate with me?"
Batman stared at the final knight leaning in front of the Bat computer desk, and he said concisely:
"Help me solve the trouble that is currently plaguing the Bat Family, and I will join the hunt started by you."
"You really trust Mason."
The final knight waved his hand and said in a sour tone:
"I have never seen a Batman who is so good at taking opinions, but if this is the prerequisite for cooperation, then I will do it."
"You carry the source zombie virus?"
The master asked the final knight:
"If you want to form an alliance with me, then give me that dangerous thing!"
"I don't have it in my hand."
The final knight pushed his full-coverage dark bat helmet, shook his head and said:
"The warlock assigned them to his cronies. If I guess correctly, there should be virus weapons installed in Wayne Manor at this time.
Right in the center of this nightmare land, protected by fear fusion monsters, right? ”
The Last Knight stopped talking, and the master looked back keenly at the gray mist that filled the entrance to the Batcave.
As the two watched, the fog of fear that shrouded the blockade changed, as if the strong wind was blowing and causing them to continuously roll, as if they were stirred and spread by invisible hands.
"Someone is coming in!"
The final knight stood up and took out a weird tomahawk from his bag while the master watched in astonishment. This thing had the brutal shape of a tomahawk and actually had guitar strings embellished on it.
how?
Are you a dark looking final knight still a rock n roll boy at heart?
The Final Knight obviously didn't want to explain his "musical axe". He rushed into the fog with this brutal and weird weapon and said:
"They stepped directly into the nightmare realm from the external reality area. There are quite a few people, and they seem to have the means to restrain the power of fear. Their attack caused the entire nightmare realm to change!
This is a great opportunity!
The Dread Core is responding to their onslaught, and its real-world framework is bound to be affected. Come with me, Bruce, we must defeat it before it regains its power.
Be determined!
Only courage and will can fight against the fear that pervades your heart and do what you do best. ”
——
"Poof"
A dagger flew out of the fog and stabbed the target's calf accurately.
It was a vigilant pioneer walking around in the fog with a special instrument. From the team logo on his chest, it could be judged that he was a member of the B-class team.
The attacked fireman reacted very quickly and pulled the trigger of the weird crossbow in the direction of the throwing knife.
The power of the wind gathered together to push the Elven Arrow into the mist, but from the sound of the movement, it seemed that it failed to hit anything. This magical weapon obtained from a parallel earth with a fantasy background automatically wound up in the next moment.
But the poor fireman had no chance to fire the second crossbow.
Aunt Martha, who was wearing a maid outfit full of blood, grabbed a kitchen knife and jumped in from the window next to her. She raised the knife and gave it to this guy accurately.
The kitchen knife cut off the throat and was pierced through the neck, causing the latter to struggle violently and then die.
It stands to reason that the main members of the B-class team should not be this bad. Those who can get to this position in the Star Council have two unique skills, but the problem is that they are now distributed in the foggy realm of "fear" of A-class members.
In the perception of these pioneers, all living people in this manor should have been pulled into the other world.
He had no idea that he would be attacked.
"Well, the taste of fear is so mellow."
Aunt Martha turned her head and took a deep breath at the gray mist rolling next to her.
She was actually quite curious about this thing. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that these bastards were targeting her precious son, she thought this "other world" was definitely worth a look. Hey, he was a good kid from a clown amusement park.
The clown aunt picked up the magic elf crossbow on the ground, hummed a song and disappeared into the foggy corridor in front of her amid the sound of high heels hitting the floor.
Dare you try to hurt her Bruce baby right under her nose?
Oh.
Now that these little guys who come from the same place as Mason but are far different from Mason are here, don't leave. The flowers and plants in the garden have just reached the season of fertilizing. (End of chapter)