What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 626 The tug-of-war rope is tied to Hal, and Crazy Laugh is exerting his strength
what.

death.

So sweet and peaceful.

Everything will eventually die, and death is the fate of all things.

I am the Black Death Emperor.

I am the voice of death.

When life passes away and when the dark night comes, I will come quietly.

Many beings in the universe have misunderstood me, they see me as the embodiment of evil. They think I bring killing and death, but the truth is that death is not brought by me, death has always been there.

I am not the devil who brings death, I am just the announcer who follows death.

I bring those who should have died but escaped death back to where they should be.

Like, that Batman dragon. I was just doing my job.

The Black Death Emperor thought silently.

However, the Black Death Emperor pursues more death, which is in his nature. Meanwhile, the Laughing Bat beside him is completely out of evil nature.

"Are you ready?"

When the Black Death Emperor heard the voice of the Laughing Bat, he was somewhat displeased by the other party's self-righteous attitude, but he did not intend to argue with the other party.

The Laughing Bat is not a dead person. To the Black Death Emperor, dead people are what he needs. The Laughing Bat can help him recall people who should have been dead. The other party has value to be used, which is the most important thing for the Black Death Emperor.

When it was over, the two of them would go their separate ways and never meet again. He didn't care what would happen to the Laughing Bat.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The Laughing Bat chuckled again. The Black Death Emperor's skull-like face was expressionless.

Why does he keep laughing... This pervert who can only laugh crazily... is so annoying.

The Black Death Emperor was getting impatient. When would Batman Dragon take away Bat-Mite's power as the Batman Who Laughs said? And when would the Batman Who Laughs' promised death come true?
The Black Death Emperor was waiting like a girl. He had been waiting for a long time, and during this time he had to endure the stupid laughter of the Laughing Bat. He was already a little annoyed enough.

But then a voice came to his ears: "Black..."

Ok?
The Black Death Emperor was slightly surprised, and he tilted his skull slightly.

"The Black Death Emperor..."

The Black Death Emperor took the initiative to connect with the owner of the voice, and he admired the owner of the voice in his heart.

William Hand. William Hand from the Batman Dragon Universe, he called himself Black Death, and due to his insistence, Black Death accepted this title.

Due to William the Dark Knight's arrogance and indomitable spirit, the Dark Emperor originally imprisoned him in the deepest part of his own world of death. Countless tombstones suppressed him layer by layer. He should not have been able to escape, let alone convey his voice to the Dark Emperor across the infinite multiverse - even though the connection between him and the Dark Emperor was so close.

But he still did it, which shows that William the Dark Knight's control over the power of the Death Black Lantern is far more profound than the Dark Emperor imagined. He can even use the power in his body to move the tombstones that are suppressing him and quietly open a gap for him to speak.

But all this was meaningless to the Black Death Emperor. His power was completely on a different level from William Hand's. He was about to suppress William's voice back under the tombstone.

He was already quite polite to the other party. After getting along for so long, the Black Death Emperor was already clear that William Hand would not obey his orders at all. Of course, the Black Death Emperor could also forcibly control him through the power of death in the other party's body, but what the Black Death Emperor valued most was not only William Hand's precise control over the power of death, but also his wisdom, which could help him more easily make a new world return to the death it was supposed to go to.

If it was a creature without a brain but able to become an agent, the Black Death Emperor would have as many as he wanted, and he looked down upon the Black Death Man. So he was too lazy to say a word to the other party, but just as he was about to suppress the other party again, he heard a character transmitted from the other party's consciousness that surprised him.

"I'm convinced..."

Um……?
The Black Death Emperor didn't quite understand why the other party had such a change. The change in attitude was too smooth. Did the other party figure it out so easily?
When the Black Death Emperor remotely loosened the restraints on William a little, William was finally able to speak some complete sentences.

"You need me, Black Death Emperor." William didn't even breathe when he spoke. He was a dead man now, and dead people can't breathe. Although he rubbed his bones and tried to breathe like he did when he was alive, he could only make the sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"In essence, you are a lantern beast." William Hand said, "You need a host to exert your full power, or you can never leave the realm of death. Otherwise, you can only exert a part of your power in the material universe, just like fighting with shackles."

"So you're going to surrender to me now and become my host?"

"Yes," William said, "we are of the same mind."

The Black Death Emperor only then noticed this. He had never noticed it before. It turned out that his connection with William Hand allowed the other party to read the Black Death Emperor's memory through the connection even if he was suppressed, and thus know what happened in the outside world.

It's not that the Black Death Emperor is unable to cut off this transmission, it's just that he has never thought about it before. An ant crawls onto a human's body and follows the human's perspective across hundreds of kilometers. Before the human discovers it, he will not know that the ant has followed him to see the greatest scenery of his life.

The Dark Lord was noncommittal in his heart. He could guess what William Hand was thinking. He simply felt that Batman Dragon was in danger and he needed to show up to help... but his cooperation with the Batman Who Laughs was perfect, and he would not give up this rare opportunity because of William Hand.

"So what conditions are you going to propose?" he asked William, but in fact, no matter what conditions William put forward, he would not agree.

"No conditions. I can be completely controlled by you physically and mentally. I can lend you my body, and I only reserve the right to express my opinions."

But he heard William Hand say: "Everything I have belongs to you, without any impurities. As long as you let me out of here, I am almost driven crazy by this darkness. I will do anything you want me to do."

No conditions?

This was somewhat beyond the Black Death Emperor's expectations. If that was the case, then why not give it a try? The Black Death Emperor thought so. After all, if everything was under his control as the other party promised, what kind of waves could Black Death Knight William make?
On the contrary, with a concrete body instead of the current incarnation that was randomly condensed, the power that the Black Death Emperor could use in the real world would become greater. Didn't the Laughing Bat want to pull Batman Dragon from the downstream of the super-time flow to the front of the Emperor Joker? If the power of the Black Death Emperor became stronger, then he, as the "rope", would be more resilient, although he didn't think that Batman Dragon would be able to break free from the rope...

But it’s better to be safe than sorry, right?

"That's okay."

So the Black Death Emperor agreed to William the Black Death's proposal. He turned around and told the Laughing Bat: "If you want me to help you deliver Batman Dragon to the Emperor Joker, then I need to prepare something."

"Now?"

The Laughing Bat, who was still debugging the equipment and thinking over and over again about the specific operating procedures, turned around and looked at the Black Death Emperor in confusion, but did not ask, "Now you start preparing, then what were you doing before?"

The Black Death Emperor ignored the Laughing Bat altogether. The other party had already talked enough nonsense.

He opened the portal on his own and planned to find a secluded corner by himself.

"You have to come back when you are needed." said the Laughing Bat.

"Got it." said the Black Death Emperor.

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“Ahhhhhhh this is so scary!!!”

Bat-Mite was beaten to a pulp by Bane. It looked funny that a five-dimensional creature was defeated by a muscular man like Bane, but in fact Bane couldn't laugh at all because he had been turned into a giant monster over 50 meters tall by Bat-Mite's imagination.

Bat-Mite kept imagining how powerful Bane was, his imagination had gone wild and he had deceived himself.

Now Bat-Mite is no longer the nine-headed muscular Batman with a small head like before, but has turned back into a small mini Batman with an upturned nose.

He is now running away desperately, and Bane is chasing him relentlessly.

Chen Tao ran behind him, holding his hands in the shape of trumpets: "Don't run away, concentrate and face the enemy!"

But Bat-Mite is still running: "I can't do it, my imagination has run wild!"

His mind allowed him to create a long runway. When Bane realized that he didn't need to run behind, he grabbed the asphalt runway with his huge hands, and then shook it hard. The runway was pulled up like a carpet, and then began to move backwards. The bat-mite that was still running suddenly stopped moving forward as if on a treadmill, and then was sent back to Bane by the increasingly fast running base, which made him scream.

"Let me go!"

Bane caught Batman, and now he didn't know what to do. The huge Bane looked at Chen Tao for help.

Bane is very smart. He never operates in a field he does not understand. His understanding of five-dimensional creatures is not very good. His current strength is fake. Now that he has caught the bat mite, he cannot actually hurt the bat mite, because its power is given by the bat mite and the bat mite cannot strangle itself.

But he had already caught it. If he didn't do something horrible that was truly in line with Bat-Mite's expectations, he was worried that no matter what he did, it might wake up.

By the time Bat-Mite realizes that he has nothing to be afraid of and that it is not that difficult to be Batman, does that mean that Batman's Dragon plan has completely failed?
Chen Tao shook his head and gestured to Bain to take action.

Really? Am I attacking Bat-Mite? Bane is now like a bomb defusing man, but he has no other choice. He has already caught the man and has been holding him for a few seconds. Any more seconds will only look weird.

So he made up his mind and slapped the bat mite into a meat patty with his hands.

The bat mite, which was beaten into a meat pie, slipped from Bane's palm and fell to the ground. He made a bitter face and said, "This is not as smooth as I thought."

"Alas, if Bane had a knife in his palm, he would be dead." Chen Tao sighed beside him:

"That's not how it's done."

"I……"

"The table is very slippery, be careful, we are still playing."

Bat-Mite tried to escape again, but was captured alive by Bane again a few minutes later.

He was like a castrated frog: "Woo, woo, I'm not fit to be Batman! I don't have the abilities of Batman at all."

Before he could finish his words, Bane came at him again. Bat-Mite tried desperately to escape: "Help, Batman!"

The time is almost right, Chen Tao stands in front of the bat mite.

"Are you sure? I don't want to steal the spotlight from the Great Detective, the Dark Knight."

"Ahhh, I'm sure!"

Chen Tao blinked, then he walked up to the giant Bane, stretched out a finger at him, and flicked it hard.

boo.

Nothing happened. Bane was now a giant over 50 meters tall. Although this power came from the imagination of the bat mite, it was a real reality. Chen Tao could not defeat the opponent with just one finger, but Bane was stunned for a moment, and then immediately cooperated and pretended to jump up in pain.

Chen Tao flew high into the sky and punched Bane on the chin. Then Bane jumped up by himself and fell in the distance with a bang like a meteorite.

Chen Tao returned to the relieved Bat Mite.

"Your powers won't help you become Batman at all. To be honest, you are not suitable to be Batman at all."

"Yeah, woooo. But I really want to be Batman." said Bat-Mite.

"Hey, have you ever thought of another solution?"

"any solution?"

"You obviously have such powerful divine powers, but you don't have the ability to become Batman. I have the ability to become Batman, but I don't have such powerful powers. So why don't you give me your power? In this way, we can create a perfect Batman."

“Isn’t this the perfect ending?”

Bat Mite stared at Chen Tao blankly, and Chen Tao also looked at him. This was the moment of decision.

Finally the bat mite succumbed.

"You...you're right." said Bat-Mite.

"I can give you the power."

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"be prepared."

On the Laughing Bat's side, the Laughing Bat himself was very excited.

"Everything is going according to my plan. Batman is about to obtain the supernatural power of Bat-Mite. Once he obtains it, we will start immediately, understand?"

"understood."

He heard the voice of the Black Death Emperor, although it sounded a little... different from before.

(End of this chapter)