Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 639 Night in the Madhouse

When the police were helpless, the situation fell into unprecedented tension and chaos.

It was late evening when they arrived at Arkham Asylum.

The night is dark, and the shadow of Arkham Asylum looks even weirder in the moonlight, as if it contains countless unknown horrors.

At this moment, a vague figure slowly walked out of the darkness in the distance, as if coming from the depths of hell. He was wearing a shabby scarecrow costume, with straw hanging messily on his body, swaying gently in the night wind, making a rustling sound, as if whispering some ancient spell.

The scarecrow wears a terrifying mask on its face, and its two eyes are shining with a faint light, like two burning fires, which makes people shudder.

The light was like a messenger from hell, carrying endless evil and weirdness. He held a bottle of green liquid tightly in his hand. The liquid glowed strangely in the moonlight, as if it contained some powerful power.

This figure is none other than the Scarecrow, Jonathan Crane.

He stood on a high ground, overlooking the entire Arkham Asylum, and the chaos and madness there seemed to be under his control.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice full of triumph and madness, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet.

That laughter echoed in the night sky, carrying a kind of heart-stopping magic power that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and make people feel endless fear.

The police soon discovered something strange about the green gas. Their originally determined eyes began to become panicked and frightened, and their bodies began to tremble.

Their bodies seemed to be bound by fear gas, unable to move, and they could only watch helplessly as the criminals wreaked havoc in the hospital.

He walked up to a policeman who was controlled by fear gas. The policeman's eyes were dull and his body was stiff, like a puppet whose soul had been sucked out.

The entire Arkham Asylum fell into chaos and terror. The scarecrow stood high, admiring his masterpiece.

They tried to resist this fear, but the poison of the green gas was too strong, and they quickly lost their ability to resist.

Scarecrow took off the communicator from his body contemptuously, then raised it high, facing the other end of the communicator, and said in a terrifying and deep voice: "Tonight, Arkham Asylum will be my stage, Batman." , and that ignorant Terminator, welcome to my world! ! We have more than a hundred policemen as hostages, you better be obedient, otherwise..."

He felt that he was like God and could control the life, death and fear of others. His heart was filled with satisfaction and pride, as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

Various horrific illusions began to appear in front of their eyes. Some saw the monsters they were most afraid of. Those monsters bared their teeth and claws, as if they were trying to break free from their dreams; some saw the tragic death of their loved ones. Those tragic scenes made them My heart is like a knife.

His laughter became more and more ferocious, as if he had seen the horror he had carefully planned about to unfold.

The criminals seemed to have gained some kind of power and became even crazier and crueler, mocking and insulting the police officers wantonly.

That green gas has a strange magic power. As long as you inhale it a little bit, people will immediately feel an inexplicable fear.

The gas quickly spread and filled the sky over the entire Arkham Asylum, carrying a strong toxicity that seemed to swallow up everything.

Suddenly, he opened the bottle in his hand, and a stream of green gas quickly poured out of the bottle, like a giant green dragon tumbling in the night sky.

His voice echoed in the night air, full of provocation and arrogance. Every word is like a cold blade cutting through the tranquility of the night.

Batman was standing on the other side of the city, his brows furrowed and his eyes shining with determination.

He received the message from the Scarecrow, and his heart was filled with worry and anger. He knew that the police officers controlled by the fear gas were in danger, and the Scarecrow's cruelty and arrogance made him intolerable. He must rush to Arkham Asylum as soon as possible to stop Scarecrow's crazy behavior.

At the same time, Luther also received the news.

He stood on his Decepticon aircraft, overlooking the entire city.

"It's outrageous that these lunatics can live in a deluxe single room!"

Luther said angrily.

"Moreover, food and accommodation are provided without having to work. It's a waste of taxpayers' money! They live in this world and only make food more expensive and less!"

His words were filled with dissatisfaction with Arkham Asylum and disgust with the criminals.

In his opinion, these criminals are the dregs of society and have no value at all.

He is determined to end it all and restore peace to Arkham Asylum.

"Tonight, the Terminator will end everything!"

He pressed the start button on the aircraft, and the Decepticon aircraft slowly took off and flew towards Arkham Asylum.

The white fuselage drew a bright arc in the night sky, as if it was a challenge signal sent by Terminator Luther.

Luther goes to Arkham Asylum without Catwoman.

In his opinion, Catwoman is just a hindrance in such a dangerous place.

When he just arrived at the top of Arkham Asylum, the moon in the sky seemed to tremble. The silver moonlight flickered in the darkness, but it could not dispel the coming haze.

Several rockets suddenly rose from the ground and pierced the night sky. Their tail flames were like demonic tentacles, twisted and wild. These rockets hit his Decepticon aircraft accurately, so fast that no one had time to react.

"Boom————!!!"

A loud bang exploded in the night sky, making the entire Arkham Asylum seem to tremble. Under this sudden attack, the Decepticon aircraft was instantly hit by a rocket. The fuselage shook violently and made a harsh sound of metal tearing.

The fire spread across the fuselage and quickly engulfed the entire aircraft, turning it into a huge fireball. The fire shot up into the sky and illuminated the sky above the entire lunatic asylum. The light was dazzling and hot, as if it was going to burn everything.

"Hahahaha, surprise!"

A maniacal laughter sounded in the firelight, full of provocation and triumph.

I saw a few criminals in clown costumes standing on a tall building not far away. Their faces were painted with exaggerated makeup, and their red lips were grinning, revealing a ferocious smile.

They all held rocket launchers in their hands, and these were weapons carefully prepared by Bane for them.

It was they who fired the rockets that hit the Terminator's aircraft and caused this thrilling explosion.

(End of this chapter)