"oh."
Luke said this, and his face could not be seen through the helmet. But even if you think about it, it won't look that good.
Do bad guys deserve a chance at redemption? This question has been discussed for a long time, but there is no standard answer to this question.
As for whether Killer Croc's words are a villain's appeal?
Getting what you deserve should not be about demands, but about rules and fairness.
Otherwise, it would not be considered equal.
It's just that discrimination and injustice can be seen everywhere in this country, and Luke has become accustomed to it.
But taking it for granted doesn’t mean you have to accept such a result!
"You want to kill me? If I were in your shoes as a hero, I would probably want to kill me too."
Killer Crocodile can feel the murderous intent in Luke. This kind of thing is not a rare thing in Gotham City, although the clown has never felt it in his body.
Madmen have their own logic, which is difficult for normal people to understand.
Killer Croc is not shy about being a bastard and knows that his death is his victim's reward.
But this is no reason to give up on living.
"I thought about it, but now I still have things to do."
Luke stepped off the ninja, grabbed the back of the ninja's neck, and lifted the ninja in his hands.
For the time being, he has no plans to kill this ninja directly. After all, the location of the Hand is not easy to find, especially at this time.
Kingpin died completely, and these gangs were in chaos. The Hand, however, did not expand their territory, but went into hiding.
Luke was already a little surprised to find a group of ninjas.
"You're lucky because you remind me of something, so I'm not going to just kill you."
Luke wanted to scratch his head, but he couldn't do it with his helmet on. So he just moved his arms and then dropped them to his sides again.
The ninja who was grabbed by the back of the neck was dragged to the ground.
What will he remember?
Naturally, she thought of her lover. The opportunities Jessica Jones got were equally hard-won, but there was still a gap between her and Luke and the others.
Luke knew this already.
The gap between active evil and passive resistance is also very big, but wrong is wrong, and the guy in front of him makes him very embarrassed.
Killing the opponent seems a bit excessive, and letting the opponent go doesn't feel right either.
So Luke wanted some advice from someone else, and at least he wanted to hear Jessica's perspective.
"Should I run away? Then go back to the sewers and wait for you to chase me?"
The expression under Killer Croc's hood was sarcastic, and that was how it ended when he last saw Batman.
He's almost used to it.
Good guys and bad guys are black and white in Batman's eyes, which is a bit ridiculous.
People are all complicated. How can they be black and white apart from skin color? The idea that people are either good or evil is even more outrageous than Utopia.
Things are clearly right and wrong, but people never know.
"No, you should pray that the person you see next time is not me."
When Luke spoke, he originally planned to make a harmless joke, but before he finished speaking, he immediately became serious and alert.
He felt something similar to the feeling of tearing open a portal.
The other person's aura was not that of any existence that he was familiar with, and more importantly, that guy had no sense of locking onto him at all.
If it wasn't for Luke, it would be for Killer Croc!
A dark green flame suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a guy with dreadlocks and a skull hanging on his body walked out of the flames.
Those skeletons made Luke very uncomfortable, because they were definitely obtained from humans!
It's just that the soul can only be said to be stained with some shadows, but there is no disgusting aura.
Looking at the white skull logo on the figure's chest, Luke felt a little familiar.
"Who are you? A fan of The Punisher!?"
Luke said with some dissatisfaction, his eyes were strange, and his tone was somewhat provocative.
But no one could see his eyes through a helmet.
The guy in front of me looks like a fan of Frank, especially the skull-like logo on his chest. The similarity between the two is quite high.
"It may seem impolite to greet someone through a helmet, but that's not what I'm here to discuss."
The figure's accent was a bit strange, at least Luke, who was born in the United States, couldn't identify the specific accent.
The accent was from Haiti, where Voodoo thrived.
"Hello, I wanted to ask if you killed a voodoo sorcerer before?"
The figure asked Killer Crocodile, and it seemed that he had no change in mood.
Although Luke had already vaguely felt that the guy in front of him was a powerful spell caster.
That mysterious rule was entangled around him, and some emotions called fear began to arise in Luke.
"Yes, but he wanted to kill me."
Killer Croc was already looking for the manhole cover, and he was keenly aware of the danger.
The person in front of him is obviously connected to the guy who was chasing him before, especially the smell.
Find the manhole cover - open the cover - and escape, this is Killer Crocodile's immediate plan.
"It's enough to know this. I think I can get the rest from your soul."
Dr. Voodoo! Who else could it be but him?
A being that is almost as powerful as the Supreme Mage.
What he said caused an unknown fire to rise in Luke's heart!
From the soul? This statement is not at all what a decent person would say.
Luke had some doubts about whether there was something wrong with his perception of the guy in front of him.
"By the way, I should introduce myself. Just call me Dr. Voodoo. I'm here because I found out that my brother is dead."
Dr. Voodoo still spoke calmly.
"I was probably the one who killed him. Do you plan to take revenge?"
Killer Croc said coldly, getting ready for a fight.
Although I felt a little regretful at this time, regretting that I should not have left that safe place in Gotham City.
Apart from anything else, there is no risk of losing your life if you are defeated by Batman.
"I just want the truth, from your soul."
Dr. Voodoo replied to Killer Crocodile, and a dark green ball of fire appeared on his finger and flew towards Killer Crocodile.
However, he was directly knocked away by Luke in mid-air with the blunt weapon in his hand.
Being nosy is the most simple feeling of superheroes, and it is also their persistence.
Especially when these little things don't seem fair.
Luke launched a charge and the footsteps echoed. The ground also suffered varying degrees of damage, but by the time Luke was last located, there were no footprints on the ground.
Luke was quickly adapting to his body.
"Killing for life sometimes doesn't apply to villains. Although blood revenge seems to be unimpeded by me."
The blunt weapon in Luke's hand was radiating hot anger, and he stood in front of Killer Croc.
As for the ninja who was left behind, he was also shattered by the spread of impact during Luke's movement.
This guy won't be resurrected this time.
"I just want to see the truth, and I don't intend to take revenge directly."
Dr. Voodoo said helplessly, his eyes seemed to see Luke's doubtful eyes through the interstellar battle helmet.
He was a little helpless.
Is it justice to mess with souls? Luke had planned to ask this.
But I thought of the witch doctors our ancestors talked about. Those guys were also masters of the soul.
He can even change his external body shape by shaping his soul. The witch doctor also looks very evil.
"How to guarantee it?"
Luke let out a long sigh before asking.
How to guarantee this?
Luke already felt a trace of regret in his heart for the action of his body before his brain. What he regretted most was that he said those stupid words.
The words of a strong person are a guarantee, but deep down, I feel that I cannot simply trust the other person.
Trust sometimes comes out of nowhere, but often it never shows up.
However, Luke is a barbarian, so he is not afraid that he will not be able to maintain the justice in front of him.
"How can I promise? Swear with my soul? This is a bit offensive to me. Although the breath left on the short stick in your hand comes from a soul that is far more powerful than mine, he should have disappeared."
Dr. Voodoo is more reasonable than expected, and his attitude is more peaceful.
Luke has already felt the respectable side of the person in front of him, but when it comes to giving in, the first step is always the hardest.
Madoc told him that the most profound truth is to stick to your will, don't give in, and then act recklessly! Luke was never going to be a prophet, so going straight and facing the consequences was his best option.
"I come from a tribe. And I'm just the youngest warrior among them."
Luke uttered words that were almost threatening, bordering on "There's someone above me."
"I have to say, I don't mean any harm!"
Dr. Voodoo's expression became strange.
Ever since he felt the trace of the soul belonging to Madoc, he had realized what Luke said.
But the Luke in front of him didn't look very smart no matter what.
"Maliciousness is something you can't just say casually."
Luke remained stubborn.
"Then, I think the Supreme Mage can probably prove this for me. If that doesn't work, you can also choose a way other than offending me to let me prove this."
Dr. Voodoo is showing signs of running out of patience.
How could Luke say so many things if he didn't obviously have a background.
Heroes of justice who are stubborn and have backgrounds are sometimes more difficult to deal with than villains, who can be killed directly.
And this kind of hero can only be reasonable.
"Why do you insist on the so-called truth? No matter how you think about it, your brother is already dead, right?"
Luke said this, but his guard began to relax a little.
"Although he is not a good person, he is more or less a neutral guy. I don't think he will attack others for no reason. Especially since he can get everything he wants from me."
Dr. Voodoo looked at Killer Croc.
That guy at Midnight will not engage in any meaningless fighting, nor will he presumptuously start a useless battle.
Dr. Voodoo didn't think there was anything he could gain from attacking Killer Croc that would make Midnight lose her mind.
Something about this process doesn't make sense.
Especially at the moment of death in the middle of the night, the soul was completely shattered without any trace left behind.
Such a thing would be unusual in itself.
"He was crazy at that time. No normal person would plunge into the sewer to fight me to the death."
Killer Croc looked at Luke's back protecting him and directly told what he knew.
Killer Crocodile hasn't felt this feeling of being protected in who knows how many years. Especially since the people who protect him obviously don't like him very much.
Not even Batman has done this.
As he spoke, Killer Croc took off his hood, revealing his scaly face.
Like a crocodile, but barely recognizably human.
"That's why I'm here in front of you. Trust me, I can get what I want without you even knowing. But that's not right."
Dr. Voodoo let out a long breath.
It's a bit difficult to talk to the stubborn Luke, but it would be much easier if the conversation target is Killer Croc.
"Then what are you going to do to me? Your brother died in my hands after all."
Killer Croc intentionally or unintentionally turned this incident into a conflict between himself and Dr. Voodoo, and tried his best to get Luke out of the incident.
Even a tiny gleam of light in the darkness is comfort.
Killer Croc is still a human being after all, and has not yet been transformed into a being completely dominated by the wild due to that weird "atavism".
"As punishment, I will only cure half of your diseases. You won't become the same as normal people, but it will be enough for you to live among the crowd."
Dr. Voodoo spoke slowly.
His words caused a wave in Killer Crocodile's eyes.
Is this a punishment?
Not at all!
Killer Croc would give up everything to live among people as long as he doesn't have to be looked at the same way again.
"Come on then! I'm looking forward to your 'punishment'!"
Killer Croc shouted like a roar.
I don't care what this process will bring.
He didn't care at all what it meant for his soul to be read by others. He almost lost his mind immediately after hearing such news.
He just wants to enjoy those things that a human being should have.
Killer Croc tried to push Luke aside, but there was no movement at all. Without saying anything to ask Luke to get out of the way, he just bypassed Luke and walked to Dr. Voodoo.
"Then let me see what my brother left for me in his last moments. Voodoo magicians will not die in an unknown way. We are equally good at cursing and leaving traces with our souls."
Dr. Voodoo said this, holding Killer Crocodile's scaly face in his hands, and looking directly into his eyes!
A faint green light linked the two people together!
This kind of link is a bit like the Judgment Eye of Ghost Rider. Wanting to kill the opponent is just an idea of Dr. Voodoo.
But Dr. Voodoo is a hero after all, a spellcaster powerful enough to take over the throne of the Supreme Mage!
Character is trustworthy!
Luke stared at Dr. Voodoo in front of him, constantly communicating with the three ancestors on the Holy Mountain in his heart!
The matter was beyond his ability to handle, and the guy in front of him was obviously an expert on souls!
The ancestors on the Holy Mountain put a lot of thought into soul issues.
Because there are still some traces of the soul eclipse left by Natsubo!
If Nazebo can be contacted again, then the world will get more accurate information when facing Malthael!
This is an unexpected gain!
