Chapter 2426: Battle for the Cloak (Thirteen)

Chapter 2457: The Battle for the Cape (Thirteen)

With a bang, a corpse fell in front of King Robin. He looked up and saw a silhouette of a pig head holding a bone-chopping knife high in the lighted window above.

Behind him hung a long object after another. When one of them turned around, King Robin clearly saw that it was a human arm.

King Robin narrowed his eyes. He was very young. When he became King Robin, he had never heard of such a criminal in Gotham.

King Robin decided to go up and take a look. Anyway, that guy wanted all kinds of information. He just needed to get some information about the seemingly cruel criminals to fool him. The Batman who looked like a monster was enough to deal with. With this, it can be said that the mission was successfully completed.

King Robin wanted to find the entrance of the building and then touch it, but suddenly he found a golden lightning flashing in front of him, so fast that people could not see any trace.

"Flash?" Robin King muttered quietly, but then he reached for his belt and quickly took out a small bottle - Robin King called it "Anti-Speed ​​Force Toxin".

This poison can dissolve the Speed ​​Force and poison the Speed ​​Force users. It is specially developed to deal with Speed ​​Force users.

Of course, Robin King also has another countermeasure for Barry Allen, the creator of the Speed ​​Force - before coming to this universe, he went to other universes to find the body of the Flash's mother and soaked it in this poison. As long as the Flash rushed up to hug his mother, he would be poisoned.

Thinking that his early preparations came in handy, Robin King felt a trembling excitement. Sure enough, nothing in this world could escape his expectations.

Robin King was just about to take out the body of Barry's mother and opened the lid of the small bottle to spread more Speed ​​Force toxins. He saw a golden light flashing in front of him in a blink of an eye, but then he heard two bangs of gunfire.

The figure in the Speed ​​Force stopped. He was wearing a red uniform, but he was not Barry Allen. He had two pointed ears on his head. Robin King stopped moving forward.

Another Batman, he was really lucky, but this time he decided to bring this Batman back alive.

Clamping his weapon again, Robin King took another step forward, but soon another figure appeared on the corner of the street, that was Mr. Freeze.

"Stop, Batman, you know you can't find the truth of all this in the depths of time, you must tell me what you know about that doctor, he is the culprit of this fog, he turned Gotham into a dead city."

Robin King immediately pricked up his ears, the question that he had just thrown behind his head, now emerged again, that is, how did all the people in Gotham lose consciousness, who did it?

But no matter who did it, Robin King would definitely make him look bad, this should have been a grand coronation party, but it turned out to be a self-conceited party that no one cared about, Robin King would not let go of the culprit who caused all this.

"You know this matter is not that simple." Flash Batman turned around and looked at Mr. Freeze and said, "We all know that this is related to the fog, but the fog is too weird. However, I think since the time is not continuous, there must be an answer in the depths of time."

"Blindly pursuing the 'visitor in the fog' will only make you get deeper and deeper." Mr. Freeze said, "Anyway, you have to tell me where the doctor is."

"I have reached a deal with him and will not reveal anything about him. You have found the wrong person. I'm leaving first."

"You can't leave." A sharp voice The sound came from the side, Robin King rushed out from the alley, stood in front of the two, shook the anti-speed force toxin gun in his hand and said: "Whether you believe it or not, this thing in my hand can make you sick and worse than death. Don't expect the speed force to save you."

The two immediately took a vigilant posture and stared at Robin King closely. Robin King was very satisfied with their attitude. He said: "Tell me what's going on. Why are all the people in Gotham unconscious? What is the fog? And... who is the doctor?"

"I'm sorry." Flash took two steps back and said.

Robin King was about to say that this is not up to you, but when his attention was on guarding against Flash Batman, Mr. Freeze Victor suddenly shot Robin King.

When he was frozen, Robin King almost laughed. This can't be said to be overestimating his own ability, but it can also be said to be seeking death. He expected that the small pistol that could turn into ice cubes would pose a real threat to himself. It was stupid and naive.

But at the moment when the frost condensed, King Robin realized something was wrong. This was not ordinary ice, but an extremely deadly crystal. One of his arms was fixed and could not move at all.

Fortunately, King Robin was quick-witted and before this dense ice spread to his other arm, he reached into his belt with his other hand and took out a bottle of worm potion.

The small worms in this potion can devour any substance in the world and explode after eating. He immediately sprinkled the potion on it, and countless worms began to devour the dense ice.

Even though these insects have sharp teeth and can eat almost anything, it still takes a long time to devour this extremely hard material that has almost no reaction to the outside world. King Robin was worried about his right hand and didn't care about Flash Batman and Mr. Freeze who took this opportunity to leave. By the time he got out of trouble, the two had already run away.

King Robin screamed in anger, waving his cape wildly, whistling to let all the Robins on the airship jump off and look for the two bastards in the city.

And he came to Wayne Tower. In his original plan, this should be his coronation throne, but at this time there was no one here, no friends, no enemies, only dead and cold lights flashing constantly.

King Robin naturally knew that there was a weather control device here, which was exactly the purpose of his trip. He would completely destroy the city after being crowned king.

This is of course to punish Batman for not cooperating. King Robin will first destroy his beloved city, and then tear apart the little birds he raised, those little bastards who are not worthy of being called robins, one by one. He wants to hear Batman's regretful cry, want to hear him beg for mercy, and then tell him all the secrets.

Although there was a little problem with Gotham's plan, it was not important at all. No one cheered for his coronation ceremony. At most, it was a bit boring. King Robin made up for himself, but he believed that the group of birds must still be awake, and inviting them to the party was the finishing touch.

He stood in front of the French window on the top floor of Wayne Tower, looked back at a Crazy Robin, and asked, "How is the plan in Washington going? Have you seen any suspicious planes or people?"

"We have locked him." Crazy Robin shouted in a shrill voice, "20 minutes ago, he drove a bat fighter into the airspace of Washington. As soon as he showed up, he was fully exposed to our surveillance."

Soon he brought a laptop, and the screen on it showed a figure wearing a red hood sneaking towards the ruins of the Capitol.

Robin King raised his mouth. The five-dimensional little devil is certainly not just about killing power. He can read some thoughts when people are weak. From the memory information sent back by this little devil, this Robin wearing a red hood is his most beloved bird. Robin King saw love, guilt and more complex emotions in those memories.

As long as he can get this bird to take the bait and use it to threaten Batman, he is not afraid of Batman's stubbornness.

Seeing that he was about to touch the ground mechanism he had set up, Robin King's smile became more proud, as if he had already seen the scene of Red Hood being pierced.

He asked his men to bring popcorn and drinks, and sat at the bar, holding the computer and watching with relish.

But just as Red Hood stepped on it and the sharp spikes popped out, Red Hood suddenly stretched out his hand in one direction, and a spider silk shot out from his wrist, firmly sticking to the ceiling. Red Hood swung smoothly and jumped to the other side of the mechanism.

The popcorn in Robin King's hand fell.

In Wayne Manor, the little spider, who was stripped down to only a pair of pants, huddled in the corner of the room, shivering. He opened his spider compound eyes pitifully and said, "I told you that you must have misunderstood. I have never done that kind of thing. How could I use poison to knock down the whole city? You must have made a mistake!"

"Give me back my equipment!" he shouted, "That is the latest version of the Spider Army's standard equipment. I only have this set. I will be scolded if I lose it!"

"Don't worry, we will give it back to you after we use it." Nightwing and Robin were busy debugging the machine to monitor the physiological characteristics of Arkham Knight, but from their serious expressions, it can be seen that the situation is not optimistic.

"This is a problem." Jason said, "We can't keep him lying here with sedatives. The side effects are too great, and we don't have that much medicine."

"Hey, remember?" Barbara asked, "It was a psychiatrist who cured Jason before. Should we go find him now?"

When Jason heard about the psychiatrist, his expression became a little complicated. Although he didn't know much about the Arkham universe, any psychiatrist who appeared in these universes had a very high possibility, or simply said that it must be Schiller.

Schiller came with them before, but now there is no movement. Jason guessed that he didn't come because he didn't know that the Arkham Knight had become like this, but had other plans.

What does Schiller want to do again?

Barbara adjusted the equipment and said, "King Robin really went to Wayne Tower. We expected it right. The surveillance equipment has captured him. Next, let's see the performance of Red Hood."

They smiled at each other in tacit understanding, but King Robin couldn't laugh. On his computer screen, Red Hood dodged the trap easily, put away the spider silk launcher and said with a curse.

"I don't know where this kid came from. What era is it? He still set up ground spike traps. Could he be an antique dug out from a medieval temple?"