It was the Joker who killed them, and Zorn only acted as bait in the entire plan.
He did not violate his and Bruce's principles, everything was as the Joker said, let it take its course.
It didn't feel like standing in the light, but when the bombs detonated in succession and sent the army to the lower level, the firelight illuminated Batman's face, and the heat wave blew his cloak, but he still remained Being able to watch every detail of the crazy Nordic warriors being set off by the explosion without expression.
Batman's current location is in the underground parking lot of a building in New York, and further down is the sewer of New York, where the Joker has already prepared gifts for his pursuers.
That is a large amount of sewage containing laughing gas.
Explosions are not the trump card, laughing gas is. The clown just convinced some people to build a garbage dam in the sewer like a beaver, and then waited for the pursuers to fall into the trap.
If Batman killed people, he would have used such methods long ago, but he doesn't kill people.
The ground in the underground parking lot was detonated, and the pursuers fell into the green abyss along with a large amount of construction debris. They collectively fell into the bubbling green water. Almost in the blink of an eye, their blue skin turned pale. , everyone had an uncontrollable stiff smile on their face.
"Look, Batman, have you seen it?" The clown raised his hand to fan the smoke in front of him, covered his mouth and nose with a small handkerchief and came to the big hole in the floor. He lowered his head and looked at the swimming fish below: "Ah, how wonderful. A beautiful picture, this is the beauty of the world, what we want to protect is people’s smiles, hahahaha! "
These blue-skinned ancient weirdos have strong self-healing ability, strong strength and endurance. They are undoubtedly a powerful iron army on the frontal battlefield. Batman feels that if he were an ancient man from thousands of years ago, he might not be able to maintain it. Live and don’t kill principle.
But now times have changed, and humans in the new century have explosives, chemical weapons... and mental illness.
Zorn walked slowly to the clown, and also looked down. These weirdos turned over in the green water one by one, with smiling faces floating up and down.
They no longer struggled. After all, under normal circumstances, corpses would not resist.
"It's not over yet, Joker, the other side has a leader." Batman left the pit. He had seen too many corpses like this. People were poisoned every day in Gotham.
Sometimes it's laughing gas, sometimes it's fear gas, sometimes it's Poison Ivy's spit.
If you see it too much, it becomes boring.
"They also have a boss? Hmm, hee hee, where is he?" The clown opened his eyes wide, raised his hand to make a small awning on his eyebrows, turned his body and looked around funny: "Oh, I didn't see anything, bat. Are you lying to me? Our game has already begun? Then I have to hide first. You lie down on the pillar over there and count thirty. Don't peek. I'm going to start hiding."
"I kid you not, the ancient Norsemen all had chiefs. Batman has almost disappeared into the darkness, and the Joker can only see the corner of his cloak: "It's like the gang members in Gotham have their own bosses. "
"Ah, that makes sense. It's an apt metaphor. It just lacks some artistic flavor. You should make good use of contrast.
Accepting this statement, the Joker quickly caught up with Batman. His eyes rotated rapidly, and he reached out to kill a fly that flew up from the sewer. He put the flat fly on his tongue and showed it with a smile. Show it to Batman, who knows that Batman can understand the theme of this exhibition, because this is "Red and Black", and while keeping the fly basically from being swallowed, he continues:
"But it doesn't matter. It's okay to extend the warm-up for a little longer, because the death toll doubles and my smile doubles. By the way, tell me, do bats eat flies? Does eating weaker animals alive also make you happy? ?hey-hey!"
...
In a dark factory, someone works overtime at night without turning on the lights. If his head wasn't just a skull, this might be the story that capitalists like to see the most.
But this is the link to the abnormal timeline.
About 15:00, the original workers in the chemical plant turned a blind eye to their new colleagues. When the skeleton carried a strong man dressed in white and walked into the factory door, they were still doing their own thing numbly.
The skeleton in a tuxedo was wiping a bag made of black cloth in his hand. It was bulging and he didn't know what was inside. But after he found an empty workshop, he threw the bag and Superman at his feet without any hesitation.
Then he took out some bottles and cans from his pocket, both powder and liquid, and poured them into the large pot in front of him. Then he stirred with a wooden stick and started the machine to make the container rotate automatically.
The snow-white skeleton was also somewhat conspicuous in the darkness. His upper and lower jaws were constantly opening and closing, as if he was singing silently.
After talking to himself for a while, he turned to look at Superman on the side, continued to add some ingredients to the pot, and continued singing silently.
But at this moment, he raised his head, and through the window glass of the workshop, he saw the owl standing on the big tree outside the window. He nodded as if thoughtfully, and touched his chin with his white skeletal claws.
The next second, someone broke through the door and stabbed him in the back with a shining silver sword.
"Evil thing! Stay away from Superman!"
This was an attack that did not pursue killing. It was just to force the skeleton away from Superman. The idea was actually good, but the black-haired woman with a ferocious face in front of him forgot one key issue.
That is - skeletons, not afraid of piercing attacks. ?
The skeleton in the tuxedo didn't even make a defensive move. The sword just rubbed sparks and passed through the gap between the ribs. The weapon reached the hilt, and her hands touched the opponent's tuxedo, but the skeleton still stood firmly in place. , The gums clicked up and down a few times, as if laughing.
And just when Diana was about to draw her weapon, the skeleton quickly reached out and took away her mantra lasso, and then threw it casually behind her. The result was Superwoman flying out of nowhere, as if she had delivered it to her door. , got into the trap.
The skeleton kicked Diana away and used his strength to tug on the lasso. After Kara let out an "ouch" sound, she was violently dragged to the ground and rolled out for a long distance until she hit the wall of the factory.
The evil undead creature did not pursue him. There was no soul fire in his eyes, only darkness. He turned his head and looked at the cauldron behind him, as if checking the boiling temperature of the medicine, and then turned towards the two The woman hooked her fingers, indicating that she would play for a while longer.
Harley, who was huddled outside the workshop door, obviously had no intention of joining a battle of this level. She was waiting for an opportunity to see if she could steal the unconscious Superman out.
