What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 574 I, the Laughing Bat, am a hero of justice and I am here to help you
Somewhere in the dark multiverse.

This is the dark multiverse of the Laughing Bat. Right now, he is sitting on the swivel chair in his own Batcave with the Batcomputer in front of him.

Oh no, maybe now it should be called the Laughing Batcave and the Laughing Batcomputer. At least at this moment, the Laughing Bat decorated his Batcave to look like the abstract picture drawn with the brain of the Joker after he got drunk and randomly killed a passerby. That's right, because he is crazy himself, haha!
The Laughing Bat tapped the tabletop with his sharp fingers.

Next to him, the unlucky Bruce from the two dark multiverses were wearing a full Batman uniform and were tied to a cross by him.

Among them, one groaned in pain, wanting to beg for mercy from the Laughing Bat but was too timid to do so, while the other, slightly older one, closed his eyes tightly, letting the blood drip from his nail-pierced palm onto the ground.

The Laughing Bat is thinking...

He wanted to stop the Emperor Clown from coming into reality. This was a good idea, but the actual operation was extremely complicated. He had been thinking about it until now but still had no clue.

He inherited the Joker's crazy thinking and Batman's calm wisdom. These two qualities are combined in him, but it is not so easy for him to break through the limitation of lack of inspiration.

Even the Joker would be troubled by the fact that the smiling piranha he created was not funny enough. How could the Laughing Bat, an even better comedian who must make plans before going on stage, not worry about how to present a good comedy experience to the audience?
The audience just needs to laugh and be disgusted, but the Laughing Bat has a lot more to consider.

"Please, please spare me..."

The younger Batman of the Dark Multiverse finally plucked up the courage to beg for mercy from the Bat Who Laughs. After long-term torture, this fledgling young Batman is ultimately not the invincible Bruce Wayne of the main universe.

After all, he is also a human being. He will be afraid, he will be weak, he will be servile, do all kinds of despicable things, and show all kinds of timid expressions that will never be associated with the word Batman in the eyes of the world.

This is the inherent defect of these defective products of Dark Multiverse Batman.

Originally, the Laughing Bat thought he would enjoy all of this, but he didn't.

Frankly speaking, he was getting a little fed up now.

The Batman Who Laughs turned his gaze to the older Batman who had remained silent.

"Hey, young Bruce is begging for mercy, isn't middle-aged Bruce going to try it too?"

He stood up from his chair, putting his plan aside for the moment.

He walked to the side of old Bruce. Several Robin Hounds squatting not far away stood up loyally as their master stood up, waiting to swallow their master's blood. However, the Laughing Bat waved his hand, and these Robin Hounds immediately stopped.

"Bruce...Bruce...my dear Bruce, look. Your younger counterpart from another universe is already begging for mercy. Aren't you going to say something?"

The older Batman didn't say anything, his eyes still closed.

The Laughing Bat got close to the other's face, and the spikes on his dark goggles pierced the Batman, and blood flowed from the wound on his forehead.

The Laughing Bat started to hate him a little. Why was he banging his head and bleeding in the darkness with no way out?

It's just meaningless persistence.

He turned to look at the younger Bruce Wayne and said, "Bark like a dog twice for me. Can you imitate the bark of a dog, little darling?"

The Laughing Bat looked at the expression on the young Bruce's face with pleasure. The other party finally obeyed his orders. The two dog barks made the Laughing Bat laugh.

The Batman Who Laughs then turns to the older Batman and promises to put him down and save him from the pain of crucifixion if he learns to bark like a dog.

But the older Batman remained silent, as if he were dead.

The Laughing Bat finally lost his patience and said, "You'll never learn to face reality, will you?"

The older Batman heard the change in the Bat Who Laughs' tone.

He knew he was probably going to die.

He opened his eyes, and then said, "Batman never recognizes reality. Batman forces reality."

He said sarcastically: "But it seems that you are forced by reality."

puff!
The Laughing Bat expressionlessly cut open his neck, and held the bat dart made of dark metal in his hand. He cut it from the neck to the chest like cutting tofu, and then cut open his belly. The colorful cake juice poured onto the ground, and the red toffee streamers sprayed out due to the pressure.

The young, living Batman next to him let out a scream.

He was already discouraged, and the immature but calm Batman would never come back.

When he heard the Batman Who Laughs suggest that he be taken down from the cross if he laughed like the Batman Who Laughs, the young Batman immediately agreed.

"hahahahahahahaha!"

The laughter of the Batman Who Laughs and the young Batman mixed together. Their laughter was very close, as if it was the same person, full of sober self-degradation and twisted desperation, and even a hint of enjoyment in it.

How does a person undergo such a big change?

How does a person go from being a young but sophisticated, occasionally impulsive but righteous Batman to the servile, grinning maniac in front of us?

No one can answer this question about the Bat Who Laughs, and no one can answer the changes in the young Batman.

Young Batman completed the orders of the Bat Who Laughs, and he must give a reward.

The Bat Who Laughs then swung the dark metal batarang and cut off the young Batman's limbs.

Yes, he did keep his promise, he did help the young Batman get down from the cross, but the price was cutting off his hands and feet, hahahahahaha!!!

An unexpectedly bad joke, right?

"Climb." The Laughing Bat said, "If you crawl to the cave entrance and crawl out, you will live, otherwise you will die. Is that clear enough?"

Then he stopped paying attention to Bruce, who was desperately twisting his broken limbs to crawl towards the door, and sat back in his chair, starting to think about his plan.

The Laughing Bat would never show it, but the truth is, he was very anxious.

It's not that Barbatos didn't assign him any tasks. He is now tasked with leading the Dark Knights to besiege the Monitor and then summon Barbatos to capture the other party alive.

Even for the Laughing Bat, handling these two projects at the same time would make his efficiency slightly lower.

He must block the basis for the cooperation between Emperor Joker and Barbatos, but how can he do that?
And he’s certainly not content with just stopping Emperor Joker, the Batman Who Laughs who has captured the Dragon of the Dark Multiverse…

In the entire multiverse, there should only be one Batman who can laugh!
He just wants the other person to die!
Soon, after a long period of surveillance, he finally detected a certain movement of the Emperor Clown in the super-time stream...

The Laughing Bat stood up.

The outline of a plan gradually took shape in his mind.

He left the Batcomputer, walked up the steps, and walked directly outside the Laughing Batcave.

He had to hurry up and start putting his ideas into practice now.

When the Batman Who Laughs was about to open the portal and leave, he suddenly saw the young Batman with broken limbs not far away.

He had just crawled out of the entrance of the Laughing Bat Cave, and his body was shaking slightly due to the intense pain. He had been trying to escape with his limbs that were constantly bleeding, and he actually managed to escape to the door despite the continuous bleeding.

This will to survive was so strong that even the Laughing Bat was a little surprised. And he...

Don't like this.

So he walked up to the Batman and raised his batarang at him.

"No! No! Wait, didn't you say you would spare my life if I crawled out of the Batcave? You said it, you said it, you promised me!"

The Laughing Bat tilts its head cutely.

Then it occurred to him that he had in fact said that.

So he put away the batarang.

"Yes, I did say that."

Just as the young Batman breathed a sigh of relief, the Bat Who Laughs suddenly threw his batarang at him, which pierced deeply into his flesh, followed by the next one, and the next one.

"No! No! You are not trustworthy."

"What? Credit? Of course I'm talking about credit. I've already spared your life."

"But now you..."

"Oh, now is another thing, because you stepped out of the Batcave door with your left hand first, and I am a staunch right-hander. So die, you damn left-hander! Haha! Haha! Hahahahaha!!!"

puff!
puff!
The young Batman was begging for mercy at first, but soon his voice gradually disappeared. Blood flowed from his body, and he kept losing blood. Even with Bruce Wayne's strong body, he could not guarantee his life in such a situation.

When the Laughing Bat disappeared into his dark multiverse in a burst of blue light, at the entrance of the Laughing Bat Cave there was only a broken corpse with both hands and feet missing, shaking slightly in the cold winter wind.

Almost all the blood in his body had been drained.

The blood flowed out from him to the surroundings...

Drop by drop,
Wisp by wisp.

Like in a land of black and white,
A flower that was burned,
Blood red flowers.

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The place of death.

This is the base camp of the Black Death Emperor. The independent area he opened up in the realm of death is completely under his control.

Over hundreds of millions of years, there have been very few creatures that have been able to escape from this place, or even almost none.

The most recent person to leave here was Hal Jordan from the main universe. In the "Wrath of the First Lantern" period, the Green Lantern of the main universe committed suicide and gave himself a "the greatest Black Lantern in history" buff in order to defeat the first Lantern Wrath.

Then what follows is Hal Jordan showing his power. The modern Black Lantern rides the Black Lantern beast Darkseid into reality. Darkseid swings his scythe and with one stroke, he cuts the first Lantern, who has been weakened to the extreme by many Lantern Corps members (such as Sinestro who rides the Parallax Monster), in half.

Then the Black Death Emperor returned to his own "Kingdom of God" and continued his work of dragging billions of universes into death.

The main universe cannot be dragged into death by him, but pulling an ordinary parallel universe or even a dark multiverse into it is easy for him, right?
In the dark multiverse, there are definitely quite a few universes where the Darkest Night has occurred. Even if it didn't succeed completely, at least a large number of people died, which made up for some of the performance...

But overall, the place where the Black Death Emperor died is still a very quiet grave, full of tranquility and peace.

But at this moment, the grave that should have been quiet was resounding with the voice of the Black Death Emperor.

"Why? Why are you afraid? I'm your only friend and I'm so good to you!"

"Batman! All you know all day long is Batman!"

"you……"

The Black Death Emperor's curse suddenly stopped.

The Black Death Emperor expressionlessly put William Hand down, who refused to obey his orders no matter how much he scolded him. Then he waved his hand, and the other party was blocked by countless spaces and was taken to a cell in an unknown corner. The Black Death Emperor turned around and saw that not far away, the white mist floating from the tombstone formed a clown head with a crown in the air.

The Black Death Emperor walked to the grave, stood in front of it with a sickle in his hand, his face expressionless.

"come out."

He said it directly and simply.

"No one can invade my world and leave peacefully like this, you..."

Before the Black Death Emperor could finish his words, he immediately recognized who this daring man who had invaded his territory was.

"Emperor Clown?"

"I'm here to discuss cooperation with you, hehe... This is a big business worth hundreds of millions!"

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Looking at Faust lying on the ground, Chen Tao let out a long breath.

He has finally captured Faust alive without hurting him, and what follows is a simple plot of the white slave owner whipping Nigo and forcing him to work.

But at this moment... Chen Tao suddenly saw in the air, pieces of small stones produced by the aftermath of their battle suddenly flew into the air, and then twisted and transformed into the shape of a person in mid-air.

Chen Tao was ready for battle.

Then he looked a little strange as he saw that the stones in front of him formed a shape that looked somewhat familiar to him.

Pointed ears, upturned mouth corners, and goggles that look like a dog spike collar.

Isn't this a crazy laugh?
Chen Tao was so excited that he almost desperately summoned the Blood Slaughter Bull and the other two big lamp beasts, then transformed himself, and then began to prepare himself mentally for a fight with Crazy Laughing.

Then he saw the crazy laugher made of stone saying:
"Wait, don't do it. I'm the Laughing Bat, a hero and a ally of justice, and I'm here to help you."

"?"

Chen Tao looked at him blankly.

A partner in justice? A hero?

are you kidding me?
(End of this chapter)