30 minutes ago.
After nightfall, it was time for Irin to make his move.
He silently closed the apostle's panel.
On the upper right corner of the apostle's panel, the skull countdown was almost finished.
Clearly, the countdown on the skull was the time limit for this trial.
What would happen when the countdown ended …
Irin believed that no apostle would want to use his body to test it.
After all, it might hurt a little.
Around him were the remains of twisted tracks and buildings that were bombed into a mess.
If not for the map of Gotham City in his mind, Irin would not be able to identify his current location based on the surrounding ruins.
Because the old Gotham City was full of holes.
It was so bombed that even Bruce Wayne might not be able to recognize it, let alone him.
Luckily, there was a navigation system.
Although a mathematician once said that a straight line was the shortest distance between two points.
But Irin could not be like Li Erpang and the others, directly connecting from Miller Harbor to Arkham Home and crossing the Upper East Side of Gotham.
After all, this area could be said to be the most prosperous area in Gotham City … one of the most crowded areas.
If he wanted to cross it, he would have to face a rain of bullets.
Unless he fought his way out.
Irin was getting closer and closer to Arkham Home.
Actually.
Irin did not plan to return to the nursing home.
If he did not guess wrongly, the group of old people who were about to die would take the initiative to run out of the nursing home with a new attitude.
Suddenly.
At this moment.
Irin silently stepped into a dark corner.
There was no light around.
His heartbeat inexplicably sped up, and his skin started to emit a boiling temperature.
Thump, thump, thump.
It was getting clearer.
Actually, as early as 10 minutes ago, Irin felt that his body was a little strange.
It was as if there was something in Gotham City that was connected to him.
Blood connected.
Following that strange feeling, Irin came all the way here.
A tall, slender figure was sitting calmly on the ground. Upon seeing Yi Lin's arrival, he smiled slightly, as if he had been waiting for Yi Lin from the very beginning.
In the darkness, the green suit shone silently.
It was a deep and eye-catching green.
"Edward."
Edward the Riddler chuckled and suddenly stood up. "I was destined from the very beginning. I can't be disobeyed, but there are always people who shamelessly want to go against me …"
"Who am I?"
"Fate?"
Irin thought for a moment and whispered the answer that the Riddler wanted.
Edvard Nygma: "…"
This was a new riddle that the wise Edward had come up with not long ago! Bastard!
How could it be broken so easily?
"Hehehe …"
However, Edward the Riddler's eyes flashed.
Suddenly, he sneered coldly.
"Old friend, long time no see."
"It's been … twenty years!"
Irin was expressionless. He suddenly raised his head. His eyes were blurred as if he was looking somewhere in the void.
"From now on, let the world feel pain!"
The Riddler: "?"
Plop!
Just as Irin's voice fell, a figure in mid-air groaned and fell directly from a high place.
Bang!
It just happened to fall not far from Irin.
The moment the figure fell, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees.
Irin opened his mouth to breathe. The hot air that he exhaled turned into a cold white mist in the blink of an eye.
The Riddler: "…"
Irin didn't hesitate and directly took out Blood Jasmine.
Its form changed.
Blood Thread!
Blood Jasmine instantly disintegrated into countless blood-colored threads. Like a cocoon, it wrapped around the unconscious figure on the ground. A few seconds later, it was completely twisted into minced meat on the ground!
[Killed Old Gotham Legend, "Mr. Freeze" Victor Ferris. Obtained + 10 points.]
[Obtained + 500 chaos points!]
The Riddler: "…"
Gotham Mr. Freeze's ability came from his own body cell structure and the high-tech low-temperature laser gun that came with the armor.
If he guessed correctly, Mr. Freeze's equipment should be the same as the "Scepter of Question Marks". They were both "Epic" equipment and had strange abilities.
However, Irin, who didn't have "Freeze Cells", probably wouldn't be able to fully utilize this equipment.
To be safe, Irin still touched the body expressionlessly in front of the Riddler.
Rumble.
Among the minced meat on the ground, Irin found a round object.
…
[Cryogenic Bomb]
[Grade] Rare
[Effect] At the location of the explosion, it creates a prototype cryogenic field with a diameter of one meter. Lasts for three seconds.
[Description] In the eyes of "Mr. Freeze," whether it's a lover or an enemy, being frozen is eternal. Uses: 1/1
…
Irin silently put away the "Cryogenic Bomb".
Bai Xiaoyi quietly returned to Irin's body.
This time, due to the urgency of the situation, Bai Xiaoyi didn't dare to say anything.
She completely listened to Irin's instructions and was unusually obedient. She went wherever Irin pointed.
She was really afraid that Irin would be unhappy and directly say, "Wang Cai, go!"
If that happened, she would be too ashamed to be a spirit.
Edvard Nygma lowered his head and looked at the minced meat on the ground.
His eyelids twitched a few times.
Wait a minute.
This didn't seem right.
Didn't they say that the Riddler Gentleman was a battle of wits?
Didn't they say that they would judge the villains based on their intelligence?
He silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Old friend, I think there might be some misunderstanding between us —"
He chuckled.
As he squeezed out a smile, his other hand silently reached behind his back and prepared to take out a gun.
"There's no such thing. There's no misunderstanding."
Irin squinted his eyes and smiled. As he spoke, he directly took action without hesitation.
…
[Killed Old Gotham Legend, "Riddler" Edvard Nygma. Obtained + 10 points.]
[Obtained + 100 chaos points!]
…
The Riddler could be said to be the most tragic villain in the nursing home. His exclusive equipment was taken away by Irin, and he wasn't the type who was good at fighting head-on …
All in all, this way of dying … was quite sudden.
This could also be seen from the chaos points.
Three words, quite tragic.
Irin casually took away the two Old Gotham Legends.
He also touched the Riddler's corpse.
As expected, he didn't find any new items.
After all, the most valuable item on the Riddler's body, the "Scepter of the Question Mark", had long been tricked by Irin in the nursing home.
But at this moment.
Not long after Yi Lin killed Riddler and Mr. Freeze one after another, Yi Lin's eyes lit up.
A layer of green fog floated up from the two "corpses".
“！”
Irin's pupils suddenly shrank.
Almost without hesitation, less than a second after the two clouds of green fog floated up from the corpses of the two villains, Irin activated the "Run Fast" skill and immediately used "Psychokinesis" to set up a thin layer of "barrier" on the surface of his skin.
One, Psychokinesis Shield!
Two, Run Fast!
Three, Hold Your Breath!
Four, Retreat!
Five … Think!
One, two, three, four, five. In an instant, Irin did a series of actions.
But the two clouds of green fog seemed to have become spirits.
They were faster than Irin retreating and directly entangled with Irin.
No —
To be precise, it was more like they were attracted by "some kind of existence" in Irin's body.
Irin ran dozens of meters in one breath, but the two clouds of green fog were like maggots attached to bones. He couldn't get rid of them at all. Instead, they were getting closer and closer.
Hiss —
In the blink of an eye, the two clouds of green fog that floated up from the corpses of the Gotham villains broke through Irin's thin Psychokinesis barrier and entered Irin's body.
Irin's expression changed.
"Poison?"
He immediately thought of this possibility.
"Biochemical weapon?"
"Microorganism?"
"Virus type?"
"Stench?"
"Soul type weapon?"
Irin's mind instantly filled in other possibilities.
In the blink of an eye, the two clouds of green fog had completely merged into Irin's body and disappeared.
Not a single trace of them could be found.
And right after the two clouds of green fog disappeared.
Two lines of extremely secretive notifications appeared in front of Irin's eyes.
What was secretive?
Here was an example.
If the normal mission notification was in size 16 font.
Then the two lines of words that flashed past Irin's eyes was only number 6.
If the notifications were too fast, he would probably miss it at first glance.
…
[Purity increased, current purity: 33%]
[Purity increased, current purity: 42%]
“？”
…
…
Gotham City.
Upper East Side.
The riverbank.
A young girl with an enchanting figure, swaying her small waist, slowly walked over from the other side.
Her face was covered in an exaggeratedly bright and heavy makeup. Her scarlet lips, while revealing an infinite charm, also gave off a strange feeling from the bottom of one's heart.
The young girl's shirt was tight, showing off her exaggerated curves, slender legs, and sharp high heels. She carried a wet metal baseball bat with one hand.
In short, the bat was a bit moist.
Fatty Li swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.
Let's not talk about whether or not he could recognize this young girl.
Just that bat alone was enough to make Li Erpang say the young girl's name out loud!
"Harley Quinn!"
Joker's girl!
And it was the one who regained her youth … Harley Quinn!
Li Erpang's butthole suddenly tightened.
He suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by Harley Quinn's bat in the nursing home.
The moment Harley Quinn appeared …
Li Erpang instantly understood.
Arkham Home, today, was probably going to be renovated and replaced with a brand new plaque.
— Arkham Asylum!
"Heh heh heh —"
In the darkness, one figure after another walked out from behind Harley Quinn.
Two-faced Man.
Penguin Man.
Silence.
Poison Ivy.
Ben.
…
One after another.
These were all Gotham City's "old legends"!
Not long ago, they were still in the nursing home, laughing foolishly, playing cards, drinking tea, and raising birds. They were dying old men and women!
Now that they had reunited, they had actually … returned in their peak form!
"Ya —"
Harley Quinn suddenly pointed at Er Pang, who was hiding behind Su Xiaosu, and laughed happily. "Heh heh heh, little Fatso, long time no see. I still remember your smell very clearly!"
Long time no see?
It had only been a few days since they last met!
Li Erpang cursed madly in his heart.
Have you not been cured of your Alzheimer's?
"You have a smell, your whole family has a smell!"
Li Erpang sighed.
Thinking of the requirement of the third main mission, it seemed that if he did not kill all these monsters that had once danced wildly in Gotham, he would not be able to leave this strange Gotham City.
He could only … kill, kill, kill!
Li Erpang shook his fat.
He stood beside Su Xiaosu.
Hiss —
Suddenly!
In the darkness, there was a faint hiss that sounded like a poisonous snake's tongue.
Waves of tempting fragrance entered the noses of the three people.
At the same time, from the cracks on the ground and walls, countless tentacle-like agile vines covered with sharp thorns grew rapidly at a crazy speed!
It was Poison Ivy's ability!
Suddenly.
A tall figure that looked like a tank had already silently rushed over.
The giant's face was wearing a ferocious mask, revealing only a pair of cold, emotionless, and frenzied eyes!
He was … Bain!
Su Xiaosu shouted coldly.
The muscles all over his body bulged. The tendons were like spiraling steel bars, filled with explosive power!
Boom!
Su Xiaosu VS Bain!
A collision of strength against strength!
In an instant, with the two of them as the center, a terrifying blast was set off!
Broken stones and debris flew up.
…
…
"Ah —"
Just as the people in the nursing home were completely transported to Gotham City.
At this moment.
Arkham Home.
The signboard, "Gerocomium", was smashed to pieces on the ground.
Only the "Arkham" sign was left. The lights were dim and flickering slightly.
The originally tightly shut door of Arkham Home was now completely open.
But there was only dead silence.
There was not even the slightest movement of a living person.
Clap, clap, clap, clap?
Somewhere in the nursing home.
In "Doctor Jack's" exclusive office, there was the sound of typing on the keyboard, mixed with the crisp click of the mouse.
A person who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a white coat, sat silently in front of the computer.
From time to time, he would let out an inexplicable chuckle.
"Hehehe —"
"Hehehe —"
"Hehehe — hehe —"
"Hehehe …"
His expression gradually became distorted.
His laughter gradually became … perverted.
On the computer screen that was emitting fluorescent light, there were actually …
All of them were photos of the same person.
From a teenager, to a young man, to an old man …
Photos of daily life, scandals, bed photos, photos of many people doing activities with code … cough cough.
There were all kinds of photos, dazzling to the eye.
All of them were the same person!
Bruce Wayne!
Suddenly.
The scene on the screen changed.
That was the end of all the photos of Bruce Wayne.
It was a photo of a masked man wearing a black cloak in the dark night, quietly walking in the empty Gotham City.
There was a bat-shaped symbol on the masked man's chest.
In his hand, he was dragging a strange corpse.
That corpse was wearing a funny and bright purple suit. There was a bloody hole in the chest, and the painted face was fixed on an incomparably satisfied smile.
"Hehehehe …"
"Bruce …"
"Ah … My beloved Bruce …"
Doctor Jack, who had regained his youth, casually turned off the computer.
There were all kinds of messy things on the table.
He carefully put up a mirror.
Then, just like that, in front of the clear mirror, he used the cosmetics on the table and carefully applied them on his face.
Finally …
After painting his face in a colorful and funny way.
Doctor Jack picked up a blood-red lipstick, directly broke it with his finger, and used his fingertip to draw a big circle on his lips …
Smiley face!
“Hello！~ Joker！ Hehehehe — "
After omitting ten minutes of inappropriate scenes for young girls.
The young Jack, who was wearing a shiny purple suit and shiny leather shoes, happily left "Doctor Jack's Office" while humming a strange tune.
"Ah … My Bruce … Hehehe …"
At the end of the corridor, Doctor Jack's strange and creepy laughter echoed from time to time.
Behind him, there was a floor full of corpses that had already turned cold.
They covered the corridor of the nursing home.
Half an hour later.
A sneaky figure suddenly poked his head out from the other end of the corridor.
That face was still crazily "Joker's paint", with exaggerated scarlet lips and messy hair.
"Ah … Ahhh? Ahhh? "
"Joker" was originally just passing by.
But suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something and turned back with a curious face.
At this time, if Irin and the others were here, they would definitely be able to recognize him without hesitation.
This "Joker" … was obviously Pan Zhengyi in disguise.
Pan Zhengyi cheerfully stepped over the countless corpses.
He left a trail of bloody footprints on the floor.
He inadvertently passed by Doctor Jack's office.
"Ahhh?"
Three seconds later, he turned back.
"Ah, I, Kaneda Ji Holmes Joker, seem to have smelled the fragrance of a criminal …"
Pan Zhengyi suddenly grinned.
He strode into the office.
His nose twitched slightly, and he went straight to Doctor Jack's computer.
He pressed the power button.
The computer's configuration was very high. Pan Zhengyi only had time to shake his legs twice, and the computer interface popped up with a "Please enter the password" prompt.
“？”
Pan Zhengyi slammed his palm on the keyboard.
“*****”
"Password error!"
"…"
Pan Zhengyi curiously looked at the long string of "little stars" on the screen.
He lowered his head.
Then, he rolled his face.
“*****！”
This time, the password was rolled out with his face.
"Password error!"
"Eh!"
Pan Zhengyi's whole body trembled.
A lot of the cracked paint on his face was rolled off by the keyboard.
His cloudy eyes were wide open.
He didn't know if he accidentally clicked on the password prompt when he was rolling the keyboard.
A question popped up on the interface.
“WhoamI？”
"Who am I?"
Pan Zhengyi muttered to himself.
One second later.
He cheered happily.
“Joker~”
While cheering, Pan Zhengyi quickly entered five letters.
"Unlock successful!"
"Yoho??"
…
…
Irin silently glanced at the "Gotham Rising Star List".
She silently walked on the streets of Gotham City.
The whole of Gotham was in a frenzy.
She didn't know why, but she was immersed in a strange and crazy atmosphere.
The whole of Gotham City, whether it was the police or the citizens, carried firearms and madly fired at all moving objects in Gotham City. Every time they killed a person, their faces would turn a sickly red. It was as if these Gotham people were not casually killing a person, but a cat to obtain unparalleled pleasure.
Irin silently drove like a shadow and quietly passed by the crazy crowd.
Almost no one noticed that the man in a black tuxedo who quietly passed by was the "Riddler Gentleman" who caused the earthquake in Gotham City.
"The old legend, which means …"
Ten minutes later.
Irin looked at the nearly 200-meter tall building a few kilometers away.
Wayne Building.
Although the "W" sign had been removed by Irin, he still recognized the building at a glance.
After all … he had personally bombed it.
And at this moment.
At some point in time, a pitch-black figure had silently stood a hundred meters away from Yi Lin.
It was more like he had been waiting here for Irin to arrive.
That person was riding an exaggeratedly styled motorcycle. The front and back of the Batmobile had a pair of frighteningly large tires, and the front two wings were equipped with heavy firepower equipment such as machine guns.
But after looking at it for a while, while the style was exaggerated, it also seemed to give off a ferocious post-modernist artistic aesthetic.
"Batmobile?"
"Heh … Batman?"
Irin didn't stop walking. He chuckled and looked at the cold and crazy eyes hidden behind the mask from a distance of a hundred meters.
Hidden behind the black mask was a pair of eyes that contained monstrous anger!
"Boom —"
The exhaust pipe of the motorcycle suddenly exploded with a loud sound wave!
In the blink of an eye, that "Batman" accelerated the motorcycle to its maximum speed and sped straight toward Irin!
It was like —
The black lightning that tore apart Gotham!
Rumble —
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