My identity as a time traveler was attributively exposed

Arthur almost dies for every word he utters.

In front of the camera, he was not stingy with his life, and even made more people take the initiative to join him to die.

"Idiots of Gotham, look at your so-called guardians, he kills far more people than criminals."

A gray-haired old man turned around, and then a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows.

"Kill it, keep killing it, let Gotham see who the so-called black wolf knight is!"

An African-American woman rushed over and fell down.

Every time he was reborn in a new body, Arthur would rush to the camera and taunt Lu Li.

He consciously reborn on some vulnerable groups and politically correct groups, and then rushed forward to die.

The people of Gotham who are watching TV and listening to the radio at the moment feel a sense of disillusionment when they see the black wolf knight who is killing people on the screen.

It is always easier to destroy than to build.

Lu Li's reputation in Gotham for several months turned into a negative number in just one day.

If this is a game, then Lu Li's reputation in Gotham has changed from respect to hatred.

Even if it was hearsay, people would be willing to believe the negative news, let alone seeing the black wolf knight kill with their own eyes.

"How... so, he was obviously the hero who guarded Gotham before..."

The little child nestled in the arms of his parents couldn't help crying when he saw the hero he admired killing wantonly like a villain.

"That's already in the past tense, he's just pretending, this guy is now a vicious criminal!"

The father covered the child's eyes with his hands and whispered.

"I've known for a long time that he is not a good person. He used to fight criminals just to pretend. Maybe Batman is the same as him."

A young man with a baseball bat and his friend watching TV in the garage, seeing the tyranny of the Black Wolf Knight, looked like I knew it.

"Even superheroes are like this, what are we afraid of, maybe Batman is the same as him."

The strong man who bought for zero yuan in a certain store looked at the TV above and said to his companions. At the same time, he opened the cash register with excitement, completely ignoring the cashier who had just been killed by him under the cash register.

The neighbors have been watching out my window, must be trying to kill me and take everything from me on this crazy night.

Thinking of this, the old man took out the shotgun he had prepared.

Step over the yard fence and shoot the neighbor in the back.

The neighbor was thrown to the ground by the impact of the bullet before he could even turn his head.

The old man stepped forward and learned from his intermittent words.

The neighbor was just worried that he, an old man living alone, would be frightened at such a time, and wanted to invite himself to stay at his house for a night.

I'm a World War II veteran, so I don't need so-called protection,

And this guy must be the same as the Black Knight, just pretending to be a good guy.

The old man picked up the shotgun and walked back to his house.

Such things happened in every corner of Gotham. The surviving people saw these pictures and listened to Arthur's words, and some subtle changes occurred in their way of thinking.

Under Arthur's influence, Gotham's evil was completely inspired.

Everyone has the greatest evil thoughts about everything around them.

The trust between people disappeared, replaced by evil thoughts of hatred for everything.

.........

Lu Li stood there numbly. He didn't know how many times he had killed Arthur. He only knew that there were dozens of magazines exchanged from the system.

The only consolation is that in the process, Arthur's words became less and less.

It can be seen that his self-awareness is gradually weakening.

If you use a specific example to describe it, Arthur is like a listed company, selling his consciousness as shares.

Every rebirth makes one's consciousness weaker, which is equivalent to selling one share of the shares.

But as long as his consciousness is more than half, the shares are more than 51%.

He has absolute control over his own consciousness.

From the beginning to the present, he has died too many times, and his id has occupied less and less consciousness.

It was so obvious that he could feel it himself.

"No, why did the sense consciousness become dull?"

Arthur, who was reborn again, felt a little sluggish. He should have rushed up two seconds ago, why did he only lift his legs now.

Before he could figure it out, he lost consciousness and was reborn in a new body.

He sensed that something was wrong, and he lost control of his hands.

Is it because of too many deaths?

Thinking of this, Arthur tried to dodge Lu Li's bullet, but his sluggish body made him unable to react at all.

He was reborn again and did not control his new body at all, but his body became duller and he was more conspicuous in the crowd.

"what did you do to me!"

Arthur manipulated the only body part he could control, and questioned Lu Li who was approaching.

The next second, he died again.

Waking up again, Arthur found that he could only see the scenery in front of him, but he couldn't even move his eyelids.

There seemed to be a group of dots voting in their minds, and nearly half of the dots believed that they should not go to death needlessly, but should be reborn on a passerby, and then run away quickly.

No, I am the real master!

Arthur found that after his idea appeared, the number of votes just overwhelmed the other half's light spots by a little bit.

He finally took control of the body again.

But he could feel that if he died again, he would lose control completely.

Seeing Lu Li approaching again, Arthur knew he couldn't escape.

In this case, he laughed out loud instead.

"I understand, I finally understand!

I gradually understood that I am immortal.

I am not a person, I am evil itself, I am the evil that is rooted in everyone.

As long as there are people and evil thoughts in this damn city, I will never die, and the name of this city is: Gotham hahahahahaha. "

"One day, I will wake up again in someone's body, I am Gotham!

I'll be Gotham's nightmare forever!

I will come back to you, my dear Dr. Lu! "

Arthur picked up a pistol and shot himself in the head of his own accord.

"boom!"

A smear of red and white appeared on the ground, which was splashed blood and brains.

Coincidentally, the blood and brains spilled on the ground formed a smiling face.

Chapter 89 Death of the Bat

In the chaos, Arthur took the initiative to disperse his consciousness, turning his remaining consciousness into countless light spots, spreading to every corner of the city.

That's what he realized at the last moment.

Now that he has lost control over his consciousness, it is better to take the initiative to disperse all consciousness, so that every Gotham person has his own share of consciousness.

As long as Gotham survives, he will live forever.

As long as he is alive, he will wake up again one day!

Standing aside and watching all this quietly, Lu Li couldn't help shaking his head.

It's crazy enough, worthy of being the villain of Gotham.

After knowing that he could no longer escape, he decisively committed suicide.

Just then, a system notification sounded in Lu Li's ear.

"Ding"

"Gotham Limited Mission [-]: Fall into the Abyss"

"completed"

.........

The clown in a coma felt a little jolted, opened his eyes, and found that he was being held on his chest by a strong man.

And still fleeing in a direction away from the Wayne Building.

He reached out and took out a dagger from his boot, and slashed across the throat of the person in front of him.

The blood spurted from the artery splashed the clown's face, he stretched out his hand to support himself on the ground, rolled over and landed firmly.

"I hate being interrupted when I'm playing games with Batman!"

He reached out and patted the dust on his body, and buttoned the shirts of his jacket one by one.

The clown puts his hands on his head and looks around.

"Where's the little bat?"

Although it is already far away from the stage that I prepared, but that is not important.

It doesn't matter if the people of Gotham can't see Batman killing people, as long as the little bat can kill himself.

"My little bat, poor little orphan, where are you~"

While humming a song, he walked towards Wayne Building.