$471 Doctor Voodoo

"Oh."

Luke said this, and his expression could not be seen through the helmet. But I don't think it would be very good.

Should the bad guys get a chance to redeem themselves? Such questions have been discussed for a long time, but there is no standard answer to such questions.

As for whether Killer Croc's words are a villain's appeal?

Getting what you deserve should not be an appeal, but a rule and fairness.

Otherwise it would not be considered equality.

It's just that discrimination and unfairness can be seen everywhere in this country, and Luke has become accustomed to it.

But getting accustomed to it does not mean that you have to accept such a result!

"You want to kill me? If I were a hero in your position, I would probably want to kill me too."

Killer Croc can feel the murderous intent in Luke. This kind of thing is not a rare thing in Gotham City, although the Joker has never felt this kind of thing.

Mad people have their own logic, which is difficult for normal people to understand.

Killer Croc does not shy away from the fact that he is a bastard, and he knows that his death is the reward for the victim.

But this is not a reason to give up living.

"I have thought about it, but now I have something to do."

Luke walked down from the ninja, grabbed the back of the ninja's neck, and lifted the ninja in his hand.

For the time being, he did not plan to kill the ninja directly, after all, the location of the Hand was not easy to find, especially at this time.

King Bing died completely, and these gangs were in chaos. But the Hand did not expand its territory, but hid.

Luke was already a little surprised to find a group of ninjas.

"You are lucky, because you reminded me of something, so I don't plan to kill you directly."

Luke wanted to scratch his head, but he couldn't scratch it with a helmet. So he just moved his arms and then hung them on both sides of his body.

The ninja who was grabbed by the back of the neck was dragged to the ground.

What would he think of?

Of course, he thought of his lover. Jessica Jones's opportunity was also hard-won, but she still had a gap with Luke and the others.

Luke had understood this a long time ago.

The gap between active evil and passive resistance is equally big, but wrong is wrong, and the guy in front of him made him very embarrassed.

Killing the other party seemed a bit too much, and letting him go didn't feel right.

So Luke wanted to get some advice from others, at least he wanted to hear Jessica's opinion.

"Should I run away? Then go back to the sewer and wait for you to hunt me down?"

Killer Croc's expression under the hood was mocking. This was the ending when he saw Batman last time.

He was almost used to it.

Good and bad people are black and white in Batman's eyes, which is a bit ridiculous.

People are complicated. How can they be black and white except for skin color? People are either good or evil, which is even more outrageous than utopia.

Things are right and wrong, but people will never be.

"No, you should pray that the person you see next time is not me."

When Luke spoke, he was going to make a harmless joke, but he immediately became seriously alert before he finished speaking.

He felt a feeling similar to the opening of the portal.

The other party's aura was not familiar to any of him, and more importantly, that guy had no sense of locking onto him.

If it wasn't for Luke, then it would only be for Killer Croc!

A dark green flame suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a guy with dreadlocks and a skull pendant on his body walked out of the flame.

Those skulls made Luke very uncomfortable, because they were definitely obtained from humans!

It was just that the soul could only be said to be stained with some shadows, but there was no disgusting aura.

Looking at the white skull logo on the chest of the figure, Luke felt a little familiar.

"Who are you? A fan of the Punisher!?"

Luke said with some dissatisfaction, his eyes were weird, and his tone was somewhat provocative.

But no one could see his eyes through a helmet.

The guy in front of him looked like a fan of Frank, especially the skull-like logo on his chest, the two were quite similar.

"It seems impolite to greet someone through a helmet, but I'm not here to discuss this."

The figure's accent was a bit strange, at least Luke, who was born in the United States, couldn't tell where it came from.

The accent was from Haiti, where voodoo is flourishing.

"Hello, I want to ask if you killed a voodoo sorcerer before?"

The figure asked Killer Croc, and it seemed that he didn't seem to have any emotional changes.

Although Luke had vaguely felt that the guy in front of him was a powerful spellcaster.

The mysterious rules were entangled in him, and Luke began to feel some fear.

"Yes, but he wanted to kill me."

Killer Croc had already started looking for the manhole cover, and he was keenly aware of the danger.

The man in front of him was obviously connected to the guy who chased him before, especially the smell.

Finding the manhole cover, opening it and escaping, this was Killer Croc's first plan.

"It's enough to know this, I think I can get the rest from your soul."

Doctor Voodoo! Who else could it be besides him?

A being that is almost as powerful as the Supreme Mage.

What he said caused an unknown fire to rise in Luke's heart!

From the soul? This statement is not at all what a decent person would say.

Luke had some doubts about whether there was something wrong with his perception of the guy in front of him.

"By the way, I should introduce myself. Just call me Dr. Voodoo. I'm here because I found out that my brother is dead."

Dr. Voodoo still spoke calmly.

"I was probably the one who killed him. Do you plan to take revenge?"

Killer Croc said coldly, getting ready for a fight.

Although I felt a little regretful at this time, regretting that I should not have left that safe place in Gotham City.

Apart from anything else, there is no risk of losing your life if you are defeated by Batman.

"I just want the truth, from your soul."

Dr. Voodoo replied to Killer Crocodile, and a dark green ball of fire appeared on his finger and flew towards Killer Crocodile.

However, he was directly knocked away by Luke in mid-air with the blunt weapon in his hand.

Being nosy is the most simple feeling of superheroes, and it is also their persistence.

Especially when these little things don't seem fair.

Luke launched a charge and the footsteps echoed. The ground also suffered varying degrees of damage, but by the time Luke was last located, there were no footprints on the ground.

Luke was quickly adapting to his body.

"Killing for life sometimes does not apply to villains. Although blood revenge seems to be no obstacle to me."

The blunt weapon in Luke's hand was radiating hot anger, and he stood in front of Killer Croc.

As for the ninja who was left behind, he was also shattered by the spread of impact during Luke's movement.

This guy won't be resurrected this time.

"I just want to see the truth, and I don't intend to take revenge directly."

Dr. Voodoo said helplessly, his eyes seemed to see Luke's doubtful eyes through the interstellar battle helmet.

He was a little helpless.

Is it justice to mess with souls? Luke had planned to ask this.

But I thought of the witch doctors our ancestors talked about. Those guys were also masters of the soul.

He can even change his external body shape by shaping his soul. The witch doctor also looks very evil.

"How to guarantee it?"

Luke let out a long sigh before asking.

How to guarantee this?

Luke already felt a trace of regret for the action of his body before his brain. What he regretted most was that he said those stupid words.

The words of a strong person are a guarantee, but deep down, I feel that I cannot simply trust the other person.

Trust sometimes comes out of nowhere, but often it never shows up.

However, Luke is a barbarian, so he is not afraid that he will not be able to maintain the justice in front of him.

"How can I promise? Swear with my soul? This is a bit offensive to me. Although the breath left on the short stick in your hand comes from a soul far more powerful than mine, he should have disappeared."

Dr. Voodoo is more reasonable than expected, and his attitude is more peaceful.

Luke has already felt the respectable side of the person in front of him, but when it comes to giving in, the first step is always the hardest.

Madoc told him that the most profound truth is to stick to your own will, don't give in, and then act recklessly! Luke was never going to be a prophet, so going straight and facing the consequences was his best option.

"I come from a tribe. And I'm just the youngest warrior among them."

Luke uttered words that were almost threatening, bordering on "There's someone above me."

"I have to say, I don't mean any harm!"

Dr. Voodoo's expression became strange.

Ever since he felt the trace of the soul belonging to Madoc, he had realized what Luke said.

But the Luke in front of him didn't look very smart.

"Maliciousness is something you can't just say casually."

Luke remained stubborn.

"Then, I think the Supreme Mage can probably prove this for me. If that doesn't work, you can also choose a way other than offending me to let me prove this."

Dr. Voodoo is showing signs of running out of patience.

How could Luke say so many things if he didn't obviously have a background.

Heroes of justice who are stubborn and have backgrounds are sometimes more difficult to deal with than villains, who can be killed directly.

And this kind of hero can only be reasonable.

"Why do you insist on the so-called truth? No matter how you think about it, your brother is already dead, right?"

Luke said this, but his guard began to relax a little.

"Although he is not a good person, he is more or less a neutral guy. I don't think he will attack others for no reason. Especially since he can get everything he wants from me."

Dr. Voodoo looked at Killer Croc.

That guy at Midnight will not engage in any meaningless fighting, nor will he presumptuously start a useless battle.

Dr. Voodoo didn't think there was anything he could gain from attacking Killer Croc that would make Midnight lose her mind.

Something about this process doesn't make sense.

Especially at the moment of death in the middle of the night, the soul was completely shattered without any trace left behind.

Such a thing would be unusual in itself.

"He was crazy at that time. No normal person would plunge into the sewer to fight me to the death."

Killer Croc looked at Luke's back protecting him and directly told what he knew.

Killer Croc hasn't felt this feeling of being protected in who knows how many years. Especially since the people who protect him obviously don't like him very much.

Not even Batman has done this.

As he spoke, Killer Croc took off his hood, revealing his scaly face.

Like a crocodile, but barely recognizably human.

"That's why I'm here in front of you. Trust me, I can get what I want without you even knowing. But that's not right."

Dr. Voodoo let out a long breath.

It's a bit difficult to talk to the stubborn Luke, but it would be much easier if the conversation target is Killer Croc.

"Then what are you going to do to me? Your brother died in my hands after all."

Killer Croc intentionally or unintentionally turned this incident into a conflict between himself and Dr. Voodoo, and tried his best to get Luke out of the incident.

Even a tiny bit of light in the darkness is comfort.

Killer Croc is still a human being after all, and has not yet been transformed into a being completely dominated by wild nature due to that weird "atavism".

"As punishment, I will only cure half of your diseases. You won't become the same as normal people, but it will be enough for you to live among the crowd."

Dr. Voodoo spoke slowly.

His words caused a wave in Killer Crocodile's eyes.

Is this a punishment?

Not at all!

Killer Croc would give up everything to live among people as long as he doesn't have to be looked at the same way again.

"Come on then! I'm looking forward to your 'punishment'!"

Killer Croc shouted like a roar.

I don't care what this process will bring.

He didn't care at all what it meant for his soul to be read by others. He almost lost his mind immediately after hearing such news.

He just wants to enjoy those things that a human being should have.

Killer Croc tried to push Luke aside, but there was no movement at all. Without saying anything to ask Luke to get out of the way, he just bypassed Luke and walked to Dr. Voodoo.

"Then let me see what my brother left for me in his last moments. Voodoo magicians will not die in an unknown way. We are equally good at cursing and leaving traces with our souls."

Dr. Voodoo said this, holding Killer Crocodile's scaly face in his hands, and looking directly into his eyes!

A faint green light linked the two people together!

This kind of link is a bit like the Judgment Eye of Ghost Rider. Wanting to kill the opponent is just an idea of ​​Dr. Voodoo.

But Dr. Voodoo is a hero after all, a spellcaster powerful enough to take over the throne of the Supreme Mage!

Character is trustworthy!

Luke stared at Dr. Voodoo in front of him, constantly communicating with the three ancestors on the Holy Mountain in his heart!

The matter was beyond his ability to handle, and the guy in front of him was obviously an expert on souls!

The ancestors on the Holy Mountain put a lot of thought into soul issues.

Because there are still some traces of the soul eclipse left by Natsubo!

If Nazebo can be contacted again, then the world will get more accurate information when facing Malthael!

This is an unexpected gain!