Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 22: After Honorary Robin, there is another "Dark Robin". Tsk, are you Eevee? The pedigree is really complicated
The young master lying on the floor of the bat cave suddenly twitched, and blood flowed from his palm without any external contact. This scene made the master next to him frown.
He squatted down and stopped Grayson's bleeding.
There were already many people lying beside him, not only the Bat Family and Team K, but also the servants in the entire manor and even Alfred.
Every unconscious person showed signs of injury, and the most seriously ill Kite Man, Charles, had been placed in the medical cabin.
His injuries were as if he had been stabbed several times while he was unconscious.
These people were brought back to the safe Bat Cave as quickly as possible by the master who was fighting and retreating when the manor was attacked by pioneers and the strange fog spread. Now he has activated the fortifications of Wayne Manor, but the master is not sure how long those defense systems can last.
He looked towards the periphery of the safe area. The gray fog had completely enveloped the area. The strange fog that floated around like it had life was interpreting the definition of "danger".
Bruce is not very clear why he was not pulled into the "other world" by the strange fog like everyone else. This may be related to willpower.
But he was sure that if he didn't do something, these people would be in danger of losing their lives.
After trying many methods to wake him up without success, Batman made up his mind.
He took a few steps back, took out the stun gun from his multi-functional belt, and selected the second most determined man among the group to give him an electric shock in an attempt to wake him up by force.
But just as he was about to deliver an electric shock, a dark shadow suddenly shot out from the fog and hit the electric shock device in the master's hand.
Batman looked back and saw that what had knocked away the stun gun was actually a strange-shaped bat dart. The weapon was made of some kind of bone and looked extremely lethal and chilling.
"Don't do that, Bruce."
A hoarse voice sounded from the mist, and a tall figure wearing a black robe of the Star Society appeared in front of the master and warned:
"They were all pulled into the 'nightmare realm' shaped by the power of the mind. That realm was shaped by the fear in the hearts of everyone present.
It is not an illusion, but a strange power between reality and falsehood.
Once you forcibly wake someone up, he will be oppressed by the entire underworld. His heart will stop beating and his brain will die instantly.
Don’t bother, they’re on their own.”
The mysterious man shook his head and said:
"This is the force you are facing now. It may not be very strong, but it is definitely tough enough."
"What about you?"
The master pulled out the bat dart, looked at the person in front of him warily, and said:
"If you are not the true form of Fear, then who are you?"
"I?"
The mysterious man chuckled, reached out and pulled open his dark hood, revealing a strange bat costume that made the master's eyes widen. It seemed to be made of some kind of leather, and its grayish-white appearance looked extremely ominous.
Especially his bat helmet, which had no eye protection and only a slit in the full-covering hood. The cold gaze emanating from it showed that the man in front of him was definitely not a good person.
The man reached out and pushed his overly exaggerated and dark bat helmet.
He introduced himself:
"I am 'The End', an A-level member of the Star Society, a lone walker in the Council of Twelve. I also have a forgotten name that cannot be announced until revenge is complete.
I come to warn you, Bruce Wayne.
The Dark Knights have your sights on you, and the foolish invasion started by the Warlock gives them a legitimate reason to intervene, and those lunatics will soon be swarming your way.
If you don't want to be a 'collectible' then work with me!
Setting traps for their masters in this fragile world.
Right here!
Completely cut off all the grudges between the Dark Knights and the Bat Family in countless parallel worlds!"
The master did not comment on this statement, and the Doomsday Knight who came here did not have any hope that Batman would trust him.
At this time, in the cave shrouded in gray fog, the A-level member who came alone walked forward at a leisurely pace.
He seemed to be very familiar with this place. Under the watchful eyes of the master who might throw a bat dart at any time, he walked past the unconscious people on the ground, opened the secret compartment under the Batcomputer, took out a still working communicator and pressed the connect button.
As the beeping sounded while waiting for the communication, this guy, who was dressed strangely and had a cold temperament and was wearing a twisted and dark armor that was indeed designed based on the bat suit, pointed to the rolling gray fog in the distance and explained in a hoarse voice:
"The Land of Nightmares, the Realm of Fear, the Otherworld, the Land of Burial... It has many names, but they all represent the same thing.
It was a cage woven from fear in the mind, tempered in many doomsday worlds and eventually formed into this "weapon" that could be used by warlocks.
Not all of the twelve A-level members of the Star Society are living beings with self-awareness. The Warlock is a cunning guy. When the first A-level member was born, he began to establish his own forces.
'Fear' is his most outstanding creation.
By combining dark magic with a strange object found in the ruins of a world in the dark sea of stars, this nightmare fusion monster with its own fear field was finally formed.
As the power of the Star Society grows, the Warlock, who no longer needs to clean up the world himself, has rarely used it, but this time he dropped it into Wayne Manor, trapping you and Team K at the beginning of the invasion war.
It seems that you have caused him a lot of psychological pressure."
"A stranger from the enemy camp walked into my bat cave and spoke nonsense here. I admit that the information you brought is valuable, but it is not enough to be a bargaining chip for you and me to unite."
The master still held the bat dart, of course it was only a superficial weapon, and he seemed confident of winning against the uninvited A-level member in front of him.
This is indeed the case. His real trump card is right under his feet. He only needs a wake-up word...
"That Hellbat suit you hid under the Batcave is not for this purpose! You only have one chance to use it to turn the tide. Are you sure you want to use it on me?
Waste it on someone who might be your ally?"
The Last Knight seemed to have guessed the old man's thoughts, and his next sentence revealed Batman's biggest bargaining chip here, causing the old man's expression to change slightly.
At the same time, the communicator in the hands of the Last Knight was also connected.
"Hello?"
Mason's voice sounded from among them, with a hint of confusion, and he obviously didn't understand why the master contacted him at this time.
“I am the Knight of the End, one of the members of the A-level Twelve Council, and congratulations on taking out two members of the Dark Knights, Mason Cooper, Honorary Robin.
Although you stole my prey, I am not angry about it.
When facing an outpouring of monsters, the more strong and agile hunters the better."
This guy stated his identity very directly and said to Mason:
“The Dark Knights are preparing to truly enter this world. Since you were able to defeat them, it means you know something about them. You should know why they came.
I desperately need to work with Bruce Wayne, but he seems to trust you more.
So, Mason, my colleague in every sense of the word, help me persuade him."
"The Last Knight?"
Mason's tone immediately rose several degrees, and he said:
"There's actually a ruthless character like you in the Council of Twelve? You're hiding well enough. But I heard from my superior that you've been the Warlock's loyal dog for the past seventeen years..."
"You may think so, but I have my own purpose."
The Knight of the Last Days did not correct Mason's statement. He explained calmly:
"When my goals do not conflict with the Warlock's ideas, I am happy to do something for him. If he does not cooperate with the Dark Knights, then I will not hesitate to become another destroyer in this war.
But don't blame me for being ruthless if he chooses the wrong ally.
For the past decade, I have been hunting these fallen Batmen and their destructive creations. They destroyed my world and shattered my hopes. I will make them pay with blood!
But you seem to know who I am?"
"I've only heard of your story. Before I can truly confirm your identity, I can't be sure whether you really exist in this parallel world system?
After all, your homeland is different from most other worlds."
Mason replied, and said to the Knight of the End:
"Give the communicator to the master, I will talk to him."
"Shua"
The communicator in the hands of the Last Knight was thrown to Batman, who took it and activated the secret talk mode so that Mason's voice appeared directly next to his ear.
During the whole process, he looked at the dark guy in front of him vigilantly.
The latter squatted down and took out some medicine from his arms to treat the wounds of Alfred and Barbara who were bleeding.
Just from his gentle actions that were completely different from his dark temperament, this guy must know these poor people who were dragged into the land of fear, which made Batman more and more suspicious of his identity.
"Bruce, work with him."
Mason said to the master directly:
“I’ve heard stories about this guy, and he does have a blood feud with the fallen Batmen of the Dark Knights, and he’s a stalker, there’s no doubt about that.
This is what I want to tell you too.
Warlock has a surprise for you in this invasion. A Dark Knight Order consisting of seven fallen Batmen from the dark world and their dark creations has joined the war.
They come for destruction.
They are coming for you and me and the entire Bat-Family, and they are dangerous! You must draw them back so they don't join in the destruction of the world.
These guys are completely different from the pioneers who are not good at war. They are destroyers without any bottom line and possess a variety of destructive powers.
We cannot afford to allow them to act freely.
In addition, I have reserved information about the Dark Knights in Wayne Manor in advance, in the secret compartment below the third drawer of Damian's bedside table.
There is a code, but I guess that won’t be a problem for you.”
"I need to know the identity of this 'End'!"
The master nodded and said in a hoarse voice:
“This person gives me a bad feeling…”
“He and I have the same identity.”
Mason explained:
“He was also some Batman’s Robin, that’s all I can say.
The rest he will tell you at some point, and it's a very dark and desperate story, and it might be better to tell it from his own mouth.
Doctor Fate has been dealt with. I am now preparing to hunt down other A-level personnel and traitors. These guys may be carrying the source zombie virus, and they need to be paid special attention to.
If you encounter them while hunting with the Doom Knight, remember to deal with them immediately.
As for the escalating war...
Be patient for now and wait for the moment of counterattack."
"Well, be careful."
The master hung up the phone.
He did not inform Mason of the crisis happening in Wayne Manor. As Batman, he was capable of handling such a crisis instead of transferring his stress to his companions who were also fighting.
Mason must be under much more pressure than himself at this moment.
"You want to work with me?"
Batman stared at the Last Knight leaning against the Batcomputer desk in front of him and said concisely:
"Help me solve the current trouble that is plaguing the Bat Family, and I will join this hunt that you started."
"You really trust Mason."
The Knight of the End waved his hand and said in a sour tone:
"I've rarely seen a Batman who is so good at accepting suggestions, but if this is the premise of cooperation, then I will do it."
"You are carrying the source zombie virus?"
The master asked the Doomsday Knight:
"If you want to form an alliance with me, then hand over that dangerous thing to me!"
"I don't have any."
The Last Knight pushed his full-covering dark bat helmet and shook his head.
"The warlock delegated them to his cronies. If I'm not mistaken, there should be virus weapons placed in Wayne Manor at this time.
In the center of this nightmare land, guarded by the horror fusion monsters ... huh?"
The Last Knight stopped talking, and the old man turned around sharply to look at the gray mist that filled the entrance of the Bat Cave.
As the two watched, the shrouded fog of fear began to change, as if it was being swirled by a strong wind, or as if it was being stirred and spread by invisible hands.
“Someone’s coming in!”
The Last Knight stood up, and under the astonished gaze of the master, he took out a strange battle axe from his bag. This thing had the brutal appearance of a battle axe, but it was also decorated with guitar strings.
how?
Are you, the dark-looking Doomsday Knight, still a rock boy at heart?
The Last Knight obviously didn't want to explain his "Musical Axe". He rushed into the fog with this brutal and weird weapon and said:
"They have stepped directly into the nightmare realm from the outer reality area. There are quite a few of them, and they seem to have the means to restrain the power of fear. Their attack has caused the entire nightmare realm to change!
This is a good opportunity!
The Dread Core is dealing with their attack, and its framework in the real world is bound to be affected. Come with me, Bruce, we must defeat it before it regains its power.
Be determined!
Only courage and determination can overcome the fear that permeates your heart and do what you do best."
…
"puff"
A dagger flew out of the mist and pierced the target's calf with precision.
He was a vigilant pioneer who was walking around in the fog with special instruments. From the team emblem on his chest, it could be judged that he was a member of a B-level team.
The attacked firepower operator reacted very quickly and pulled the trigger of the strange crossbow in the direction where the flying knife came from.
The power of the wind gathered together and pushed the elf arrow into the fog, but judging from the sound, it seemed that it failed to hit anything. This magical weapon that came from a parallel earth with a fantasy background automatically drew its string the next moment.
But the poor gunner didn't have the chance to shoot a second crossbow arrow.
Aunt Martha, wearing a blood-stained maid outfit, jumped in from the nearby window holding a kitchen knife, and hit the guy with a precise blow.
The kitchen knife cut the throat and then pierced the neck, causing the latter to struggle violently for a while before dying.
Logically speaking, the main members of the B-class team should not be so bad. Those who can get to this position in the Star Club must have unique skills, but the problem is that they are now distributed in the foggy area of "fear" of the A-class members.
In the minds of these pioneers, all the living people in this manor should have been pulled into the other world.
He had never expected that he would be attacked.
"Mmm, the taste of fear, so rich..."
Aunt Martha turned her head and took a deep breath of the gray mist rolling beside her.
She was actually quite curious about this thing. To be honest, if these bastards were not targeting her precious son, she thought this "other world" was definitely worth a look. Hey, it was a good candidate for a clown amusement park.
Aunt Clown picked up the magic elf crossbow on the ground, humming a song as she disappeared into the foggy corridor amid the sound of her high heels hitting the floor.
Dared to try to hurt her baby Bruce right under her nose?
Oh.
Now that these little guys, who come from the same place as Mason but are much worse than Mason, are here, they shouldn't leave. It's time for the flowers and plants in the garden to be fertilized.
