Gotham.
The rain poured down.
At the edge of a tall building, two figures darted and leaped through the rain, fighting intensely.
The figure wearing a red helmet moved swiftly, a cold glint flashing in his hand, as several darts shot towards his opponent like lightning.
Batman reacted quickly, raising his black cape like a giant wing unfurling in the night sky, precisely blocking the darts.
"Jason, stop, I'm here to help you."
In this World, there were few people Batman couldn't find. After returning to Gotham, he stayed up all night and found his adopted son in just three days.
The second-generation Robin, Jason Todd.
Red Hood was silent for a moment, then removed the mask from his face, revealing a teenager.
He threw the helmet to the ground; it rolled all the way and stopped in front of Batman.
"Help me? If you really wanted to help me, why did you find a replacement? Why didn't you kill Joker? Why did you only find me after I died?!"
Red Hood's voice echoed in the heavy rain, filled with endless questions and pain.
In the sky, a bolt of lightning flashed, and its pale light instantly illuminated the area.
Jason froze, seeing rainwater sliding down Batman's chin.
Was he crying? A hint of doubt flashed in Jason's mind, but he quickly dismissed the idea—how could that be?
He was Batman, the Dark Knight who would never be defeated.
Batman was silent for a moment, then spoke: "I'm sorry, but I tried my best to save you, Jason."
"Save me? You should save yourself first."
Red Hood sneered, pulled out a button, and pressed it.
Beep, beep, beep.
The helmet by Batman's feet started beeping.
He kicked it away and dropped to the ground.
Boom!
The sky exploded.
When Batman looked up again, he saw Red Hood's receding figure.
He chased after him.
The two tangled in a fight, moving from the edge of the skyscraper into a dimly lit restroom.
In the confined space, the sounds of fists and feet colliding echoed continuously, accompanied by the sound of rain pouring in through the broken window, making it seem especially intense.
Bang!
Batman delivered a sharp flying kick, sending Red Hood flying.
Red Hood crashed heavily through the wall, landing on the ground and raising a cloud of dust.
"I have to say, no matter which World's you, your parenting skills are as terrible as ever."
A strange voice suddenly sounded.
Batman and Red Hood then realized there was someone else in the room.
"Demon King, why are you here?"
"Who are you?"
Both of them frowned simultaneously.
One was because the Demon King hadn't left this World.
The other was because this was his safe house, and someone else had found it.
"Because before I left, I remembered there was one last thing I needed to do."
Richard finished speaking and pulled open a nearby door.
Joker was tied to a chair.
"Hahahahaha, Batman, do you like this surprise? This kid crawled out of hell with great difficulty to hold this carnival party. Who brought a camera? Let me take a picture with them first, hahahaha!"
Piercing laughter filled the entire room.
Click, click, click!
A series of flashes stimulated Joker's eyes, making him involuntarily squint.
"Why aren't you laughing anymore? You know it'll be hard for you to laugh this happily in the future."
Richard looked at the photos on the camera in his hand. No matter how he took them, they were ugly. This World's Joker was truly ugly.
"Who are you, a reporter? Oh, God, Batman, your identity has been exposed, quickly kill him."
Joker kept instigating Batman.
"Let me see what I should choose for you."
Four points of light appeared in Richard's hand and instantly merged into Joker's body.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah——"
A shrill scream echoed throughout the room.
"Stop!"
Batman pulled out a Batarang, intending to stop him.
"You're the one who should stop!"
Red Hood tackled Batman, and the two rolled into a heap on the ground.
Soon, Batman once again knocked down Red Hood and came before Joker to examine him.
Nothing?
Only some superficial injuries.
And he was asleep.
"Don't worry, I won't kill Joker, never."
Richard smiled slightly.
"What did you do to him?"
Batman found he couldn't wake Joker no matter what.
"Nothing, just stuffed the souls of a sloth, a koala, a dormouse, and a brown bat into his soul. I don't know when he'll wake up either."
Batman was silent.
The souls of the four animals with the longest sleep times—he would never wake up in this life.
"Hahaha, Batman, are you going to hire a caregiver for him? Or will you take care of him yourself?"
Red Hood laughed loudly.
In this way, what was the difference between Joker and being dead?
"Kid, here, this is a gift from your Uncle."
Richard threw a tablet over and disappeared.
Batman raised his hand, intending to intercept it, then gave up.
Red Hood caught the tablet, which showed a video of Batman.
("Have you ever cried in your life? Twice. Once when my parents were killed by a robber at ten years old, and the second time when my adopted son was killed by Joker.")
A complex emotion surged in Red Hood's heart.
It turned out that this seemingly indestructible man would also cry over his death.
"Tch, boring."
Although Red Hood said so, he carefully put away the tablet and then walked towards the door.
"Sunday, remember to go home. Alfred misses you very much."
Batman watched him walk past and said.
"…"
Red Hood said nothing, quickened his pace, and disappeared into the darkness.
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Puzanov.
The invasion crisis in this World had just begun.
Overwhelming Parademons swarmed out, rushing towards the heroes of this World.
"Fk, Batman, is this how you guard the mother box?!"
Hal Jordan cursed angrily.
He materialized a row of heavy machine guns, and green bullets tore through the Parademons in the sky.
"Focus."
Batman drove the Batmobile, dodging attacks while watching Steppenwolf, who had gathered the mother boxes not far away.
Aquaman, Wonder Woman, and Cyborg constantly tried to prevent the mother boxes from merging.
"Dedicate this World to Darkseid."
The three mother boxes in front of Steppenwolf had already turned into a polyhedron, rotating irregularly, with mysterious energy constantly intertwining, about to completely merge.
"Barry, move."
Batman pressed the button in his hand.
"Coming."
A yellow lightning bolt rushed from afar like a meteor, instantly passing through everyone and arriving in front of the mother boxes.
Flash Barry poured all the lightning he had accumulated into the mother box, and at the same time, the pre-installed program was also activated.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The mother box began to tremble.
Cracks began to spread across its surface.
"Damn it, what did you do?!"
Steppenwolf swung an axe down, but Barry had already run far away.
His mission was complete.
"All retreat!"
Bruce gave the order.
The others also saw the anomaly of the mother box and rushed out without a word.
Only the Parademons and Steppenwolf remained in place.
"No, no, no…"
Steppenwolf watched the continuously spreading cracks on the mother box in panic; his eyes were filled with fear.
The moment the last crack appeared on the mother box, a dazzling white light burst forth.
The Boom Tube opened, and a powerful suction force emanated from the channel, continuously devouring nearby Parademons and buildings.
Hal looked at the collapsing building behind him and asked in confusion.
"What did you do?"
Batman calmly drove the car.
"I just found the coordinates of Apokolips, then swapped the positions of the channels, and left them a little gift, isn't it simple?"
"Not simple at all, you pervert."
Hal said, but he was completely convinced by Batman.
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