Chapter 501 The Joker's Joke (to be followed)
In Gotham City, Rorschach's catharsis is constantly showing that power.
Maybe it’s just, but who cares?
None of the people present would care about this kind of thing anyway.
The clown kept laughing, and the laughter rushed into Rorschach's heart little by little.
The poisonous gas around them continued to spread, as if Gotham City had been put into an illusion.
"What have you done!"
For the first time, Batman felt his panic begin to get out of control.
Those "laughing gases" are spreading, and it seems that it won't take long to completely envelope Gotham City.
But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out how the clown in front of him did all this!
He admitted that the clown is a very good chemist, but when making something, it must comply with basic principles!
In the process of processing, both materials and equipment are essential, but Batman has not discovered what is happening in Gotham City at all!
"A joke, see where everything you cherish will go with your smile.
This is a prank gift, I hope you like it."
The clown said this.
Of course his plan was not as simple as he said.
The so-called hero, in the eyes of the clown, cannot be described as how many people he has saved.
But how many people have been affected.
Until now, he doesn't think the Batman in front of him is a hero. As the same saying goes, people who dress up as bats at night are mentally ill!
Hero?
The Joker certainly has a heroic image in his heart, but that will definitely not be the Batman in front of him.
“Ha!”
Rorschach roared, and the light on the nut hammer in his hand was no longer the bright red of anger.
But it is blue, belonging only to the power of justice!
Rorschach may have made a choice, or it may be that "justice" is more in line with Rorschach's heart than "savage".
Bursts of light flashed on the nut hammer, and the legend finally began to shatter!
In its place is the divine weapon from the high-level heaven!
Hammer of Judgment!
"Yes! That's it, let's start dancing! In this fog! In this Gotham City full of psychedelic beauty! In this 'night' !”
The Joker’s voice was high-pitched and powerful. As he spoke, Gotham City, which was still daytime, turned into night almost in an instant!
A "true" lie!
He is already familiar with the power of lies!
To deceive everything, start by deceiving yourself!
The clown who is awake in his own world can of course do all this!
"I will judge you! I will never give your soul a chance to appear in this world again!"
Rorschach's voice was no longer filled with anger, but rather a strange tone that could only be uttered by some kind of god, without any emotion at all.
Clearer than a mechanical sound, but not like it comes from a human mouth!
Rorschach completely activated the power of justice in his body, and this power began to attack the clown's "lies"!
Back then, Billie would avoid seeing Tyrell because he knew very well that he was not qualified to fight Tyrell at all!
But now the situation has turned!
Justice and "lie" are no longer on the same level!
Of course Rorschach is weaker than Tyrell!
Because the "justice" in Rorschach's eyes is tainted with the self-righteousness of cynical jealousy!
Contaminated by Rorschach’s less-than-transparent justice that is full of destructive tendencies!
As for the clown, he defeated the devil of hell in Bile head-on in terms of thought and will!
The clown proved to "Lie" that he is the more suitable being to control it!
It’s funny to say that Billie and lies are originally one and the same. Billie was born because of lies, but he became the only being abandoned by his own essence. He did nothing wrong, it was just that Billie, who was immersed in "evil", failed to hold on to his will in front of the clown.
"Come on, come on! This will be our stage, and next I will deceive you!"
The clown's laughter is extremely arrogant. , the twisted smile made the white teeth even more eye-catching.
Waves of radiance flashed across the bright white skin, and the green hair swayed like rice seedlings!
"We are all just the most ordinary existences in this world, but we all know that this ordinaryness is just our disguise."
The clown said with the weakest breath, But the voice of these words was so loud that it could almost deafen ordinary people!
“We all feel we are different, but we are always on the same path. We always make mistakes and never learn from them.
We always look at everything happens, and then tell ourselves that we just made the right choice
Now I want to give you and me a chance to revisit our past and see what decisions we make. "
The clown continued, but the hammer of judgment, which was huge enough to smash him into pieces, was already close to his face!
"Rorschach, do you still remember yourself? Why do you want to be a hero? "
The clown faced the giant hammer coming towards him in the strong wind, still smiling!
As his words fell, the surrounding environment had changed. !
Rorschach is still cold!
Although at this time he is just a small and thin child!
There is no anger in him, and he is still full of the divinity given to him by justice!
But this cannot change that his body is as weak as a child!
This is the past, or in an illusion.
Rorschach's brain is constantly spinning!
But in the room behind him that he didn't want to call "home", those voices that made him angry kept coming out!
That voice is very familiar to him. He doesn't want to say that he loves the owner of that voice, but he also doesn't hate the owner of that voice.
Because that is his mother!
A woman who is in the flesh business and doesn’t have much love for him!
Rorschach has understood the meaning of the clown's "joke"!
Either give up "justice" and become Rorschach.
Recover yourself from the ideological trend brought by the authority of "justice" and let yourself continue to exist as Rorschach.
Or give up all this, let your name become "Justice", and let Rorschach become a thing of the past!
This is a battle of wills and has nothing to do with strength.
This is not something that can be concealed by just talking hard, because no one can hide from themselves whether the decision was made or not.
Just like the moment the coin was tossed, the answer had already appeared in my mind!
Accompanied by the heavy breathing and long moan of the heavy man in the room behind him, several blue veins appeared on Luo Xia's forehead.
The anger began to return to him, but only he knew what this anger was directed at.
There will also be an update with a chapter of no less than 4,000 words.
It will be available before two o'clock.
(End of this chapter)