544 The Authority of Lies Was Shattered!

"You want me to end Rorschach here?"

Wayne seemed to be trembling when he spoke.

To be honest, the feeling of facing Rorschach at this time was no longer the feeling of facing a strong man, but facing "justice" itself.

This feeling was much stronger than when facing Tyrael directly.

It's not that Rorschach already has all the power of the Archangel of Justice, but it is precisely because he has not yet adapted to this kind of power that the glory of justice is strong enough to be distinguished by the eyes!

"Of course, why not? Don't you know how powerful an uncontrolled 'justice' is?

Or are you still unable to tell what you want now?

What you want is never pure justice, but 'justice' under order. What if true justice tells you that order is wrong?

What if justice tells you that everything you do is just, and the only mistake is not killing a sinner like me?

Or will the great Batman who doesn't kill people repent for 'justice', and then wield his hand axe to 'correct' the mistakes one by one?"

The Joker said with a smile, and the whole person became like a snake that kept spraying venom.

The body even began to twist like a snake!

"Boring bad taste!"

Wayne said this, although he was "saying" but the tone was like a roar.

Obviously he was angry about the current situation, but the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Rorschach's side waist out of control.

This action was nothing surprising in the eyes of the Joker.

Maybe Batman doesn't understand him, but he does understand what kind of guy Batman is.

He doesn't believe that Wayne, who has been a barbarian for such a short time, can change his twisted ideas that have existed for nearly a hundred years!

"That's right! As far as I know, Rorschach's mother is not called Martha!"

"Martha" is the name of Batman's mother. This name seems to have some magic.

In his world, a mother's name is Martha, which is an effective death-free gold medal!

Who would dare to call the mother of the most respectable and awe-inspiring existence in their world this name?

The Joker's malicious voice sounded, and the whole figure turned into a ball of light and rushed directly into the dagger!

The authority of the King of Lies has never been something that can be used just by picking it up!

Without the Joker's will, even Batman can't use the authority of lies as a weapon at will!

Now is the time!

"Rorschach!"

Wayne shouted Rorschach's name loudly at the moment when the Joker's figure was completely integrated into the dagger!

At this moment, the realm of lies began to be on the verge of breaking!

The Joker has completely given up on continuing to create this field. At this moment, he will only wait excitedly for the peak moment of this performance!

This kind of pleasure of participating in it makes the Joker feel that his soul is trembling!

However, he did not realize that there was no guilt or cruelty in Batman's shouting!

This is not to kill Rorschach by handing out the dagger!

"Ha!"

Rorschach roared loudly, and roared in the way of war cry, but there was no change at all.

The status of the Archangel of Justice made his Nephalem blood thinner, and even the most inherited barbarian fighting skills could not be used!

But for the enemy he had to face, such a small increase was completely insignificant!

The Hammer of Judgment fell heavily on Batman's hand holding the dagger with great force!

The trajectory was clear like a crescent moon, and the power was surging like water vapor wrapped around it!

If nothing unexpected happens, this blow is enough to let Rorschach and Wayne regain their freedom!

This place will no longer have the power to lock them in!

Rorschach is not yet a pure angel of justice, and the Joker has not yet fully mastered the power of lies! At least at this moment, the two are evenly matched!

"Bang!"

A loud roar like a bell was struck!

The hammer face of the heavy hammer fell on the edge of the dagger!

In the collision of weapons, blunt weapons always have the upper hand when facing sharp blades!

This is a weapon!

Rorschach poured all the justice he could grasp on the dagger, and even the power in the light wings behind him began to move towards the heavy hammer in his hand!

Even though the blood wrapped in justice is still flowing in the wounds on his body, his will makes his attack extremely powerful!

And a clown's face appeared on the dagger!

"Wonderful!"

The clown looked at everything in front of him with a look full of surprise, and then the dagger was smashed into pieces!

This seems to be a hearty victory?

"We were fooled!"

Wayne gritted his teeth and said as he looked at the scattered ashes!

The Joker's purpose is not what he thought, to kill justice.

Rather, it is to completely spread the power of lies in this city and this world!

How can the Joker like lies?

All this guy wants is to expose the "real" tragedy in this world!

For this purpose, he puts himself in the position of a bully and enjoys all the lies and hypocrisy!

"Joker, is he dead?"

Rorschach said breathlessly. After pouring out the justice in his body in this blow, he seemed to have regained a little bit of his sense of being a human being.

Even though his transformation towards the Archangel of Justice has been slowed down, he still can't stop this change now!

This blow just bought him a little time!

"I don't think so. Lies must be based on reality. I think he has left this place and will focus on those guys who have obtained the fragments of power of lies just like us!

Truth must be opposed to lies in order to be conceived. "

Batman raised his hand and rubbed his chin, speaking in a deep voice.

"I don't have enough time."

Rorschach looked down at his wound, and saw that blood was no longer spurting from the wound.

His blood was about to run out, and the light of justice was about to begin transforming his body.

"I know, but it's not like there's no chance."

Batman said this, and then set his sights in the distance.

That was Arkham Asylum, although it now serves as various other departments.

After all, the criminals locked up now are not the only ones who are mentally abnormal. All the guys locked up by Batman, who became a barbarian, received a severe beating one by one.

Even now there are people who have not come out among IU.

…

"Little Pudding, are you here to save me?"

In a prison, the beautiful Harley Quinn sat cross-legged on a hammock supported by the two railings of the prison, looking at the clown in front of her and asked in surprise.

"Of course, Pumpkin. I'm always with you."

The Joker said to Harley Quinn with a weird smile on his face, and then gently reached out and took Harley Quinn's hand.

The two people began to dance in this cage.

The movements seemed a little graceful, but the guards with guns didn't care at all whether they were in a "sweet love" or not, they were all ready!

The alarm bells are ringing in the prison!

"So, laugh a little? Laugh from the bottom of your heart because this real world is always full of lies!"

The Joker shouted loudly. At this time, he gave Harley Quinn's hand, raised his hands toward the guards who were pointing guns at him, and shouted in his most inflammatory tone.

And Harley Quinn looked at the Joker with the kind of eyes that only appear in comics, full of admiration and infatuation.

"Tch! This world is still so boring. Ha! Ha! Ha~!"

The clown laughed firmly and slowly, as if teaching these serious guards how to read!

But not a single guard responded!

Except Harley Quinn!

"Haha! Haha~ Little Pudding, do you think my laughter is right?"

"It's a little less interesting. You should be more sarcastic. Aren't these stupid guys worthy of ridicule?"

The Joker and Harley Quinn were talking to each other as if no one was watching, as if they were flirting.

And darkness begins to envelope this prison!

There was darkness in the prison, that darkness swallowed up everything in this place, but only one place was as bright as day!

In the center of the cage, a ray of sunlight-like light was projected on the two people in the middle, like the overhead light on a stage.

The two of them now assumed a posture as if a dance was about to begin.

They're back on center stage!

…

On the streets of New York, Luke and Leah were sitting on a bench on the roadside, each holding a large Starbucks cup in their hands, looking a little leisurely.

It's the biggest one, not the one that looks the biggest but it's a medium cup.

This cup looked just right in the hands of two barbarians who were tall enough.

"This drink doesn't taste very good, but the aroma is quite good."

Leah was sitting on a bench by the roadside, looking at the clouds in the sky. It was really relaxing like that.

"I think so too, but you have to try more in life."

Luke picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. He didn't look threatening. At least when meeting nypd, they won't empty the magazine directly.

Black people who drink coffee always look more harmless than those who drink soda.

Then the two people saw bursts of brown mist invisible to ordinary people in the distance slowly drifting over with some debris.

"What is that? I feel like I have the smell of a devil?"

Luke looked at the changes on the horizon and was a little surprised.

That is the masterpiece of the clown. This thing is much more dangerous than spreading laughing gas all over the world. Although it will not be fatal immediately, it will not cause the affected person to burst into sharp laughter.

But a world full of lies is certainly a little more dangerous.

"That's it? A fragment of Belial?"

Leah's reaction was stronger than Luke's.

After all, she had seen the auras of these hell demons, and she was the last Horadrim before she was reborn. Even the barbarian ancestors were not necessarily more knowledgeable about demons and the like than she was.

"Who broke Belial into pieces?"

Leah's voice became a little sharp when she was surprised, although she could not accurately identify that the authority of the broken lie no longer belonged to the dead ghost Billie.

But she still has this basic knowledge.

"Bulkess?"

Luke said the first name that flashed through his mind. Bul-Kathos had already killed several demon kings of hell, and it seemed that there would be no problem with one more.

"It's not him. If it was Bul-Kathos, he would never let the power of lies spread out!"

Leah began to get nervous. She had already thought of the huge harm that might be caused by letting these fragments scatter.

She couldn't help but get nervous at this time.

Just as the two were stunned, a portal opened beside them, and Matthew walked out from the other end.

"Luke, we have work to do!"

Matthew opened the portal along Luke's position. He didn't have time to sense the surroundings, and even spoke before his back foot walked out of the portal.

So he didn't include Leah in the list.

"I found traces of Baal! Now we need to act!"

Matthew only noticed Leah's breath when he said this, and he could only nod to Leah with apology.

"Baal? Are you kidding?"

Leah was not angry because of Matthew's "ignoring", but was nervous because of the name "Baal".

This is natural.

"Are you talking about Baal, the God of Destruction? Isn't it a little gangster named Baal?"

Luke said in an unbelievable tone, but his body had already stood up.

Although he wanted to ask why the ancestors didn't go to find Baal, but asked him to get involved in this seemingly unwinnable action.

But the body had already subconsciously completed the action.

Luke has a bad temper, but his sense of justice is always worth relying on.

As a hero, Luke is still qualified.

"It is the God of Destruction. The ancestors have important things now and cannot leave the Holy Mountain for the time being. But I judge that Baal is brewing some conspiracy, and I can't turn a blind eye, even if I can't see it."

Matthew said firmly, and then stretched out his hand to Luke.

Unite the people you know, and then gather strength to fight a battle that seems to have no chance of winning. This kind of thing is always done by someone.

Protect your home, protect your family, and even for your beliefs.

There have always been many such noble people, and most of these superheroes have such awareness.

"We need strong partners now. If we are alone, we will be seeking death."

Luke took out the blunt weapon named after Maddock, and anger flashed on his body.

As they were talking, the fragments of lies over there began to slowly cover this place.

"Is this a lie? What's going on? What happened during the time I returned to the Holy Mountain?"

Matthew felt the power of those lies, and his expression became uneasy.

Times of trouble are always like this. Bad things always come one after another, and buying lottery tickets never wins consecutively.

"You ask me? I don't know either. Leah and I just saw those things, but that direction seems to be Wayne's?"

Luke scratched his head and said.

"Now, go to SHIELD first! I don't think SHIELD will pretend not to know about the news of Barr!"

Matthew paused after speaking, and then clenched his teeth.

This is not a disaster for a few people. They need a strong enough group and power!

And SHIELD is the most suitable group they can contact.

"As for what's going on over there, after we get to S.H.I.E.L.D., let Nick Fury find a way to find out the news!"

After Matthew finished speaking, he turned his face to Leah, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

"I am also a warrior now, I can fight."

Leah smiled, and her smile was very free and easy.

She had died once before, so there was nothing to be afraid of in joining the battle again. Could the existence of Billy and Baal be more terrifying than knowing that Diablo was part of her father?

She is not only Aidan's child, but also has more than just Bul-Kathos' blood flowing in her body! She is also the daughter of fear!

It's time for her to face fear!