Dark Savages Come To the United States

"You want me to end Rorschach in this place?"

Wayne seemed to tremble a little when he spoke.

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

This feeling is much stronger than when facing Tyrell.

It's not that Rorschach already has all the power of the Archangel of Justice, it's precisely because he hasn't adapted to this power that the radiance of justice is strong enough to be discerned 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 real justice tells you that order is wrong?

What if justice told you that everything you did was just, and that the only mistake in it was not killing a sinner like me?

Or is it that the great Batman who doesn't kill people will repent because of 'justice', and then 'correct' his mistakes one by one with a hatchet? "

The clown said with a smile, his whole body became like a snake spraying venom constantly.

The body even began to twist like a snake!

"Boring bad taste!"

Wayne said this, although he was "speaking", but the tone of his voice already seemed to be roaring.

Obviously he was angry with the current situation, but the dagger in his hand lost control and stabbed towards Rorschach's side.

This action fell into the eyes of the clown, but there was nothing surprising about it.

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

He didn't believe that Wayne, who had been a barbarian for so little time, could make the barbarian's justice change his distorted concept that had existed for nearly a hundred years!

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

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

In his world, if the mother's name is Martha, that is an effective gold medal for avoiding death!

Who is the mother of the most respectable and awe-inspiring existence in their world called this name?

The clown'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 picked up and used!

Without the will of the clown, even Batman would not be able to use the authority of lies as a weapon wantonly!

Now is the time!

"Rorschach!"

Wayne shouted Rorschach's name loudly at the moment when the clown's figure completely merged into the dagger!

At this moment, the realm of lies is also on the verge of shattering!

The clown has completely given up on continuing to build this field, and now he can only wait excitedly for the peak moment of this show to happen!

The pleasure of participating in it made the clown feel his soul trembling!

It's just that he didn't realize that Batman's shout didn't have the slightest bit of guilt and ruthlessness!

This is not handing out the dagger to kill Rorschach at all!

"ha!"

Rorschach roared loudly, sending out his own roar in the way of a battle cry, but nothing changed.

The personality of the Archangel of Justice has thinned his nephalem blood, and even the most inherited barbarian combat skills cannot be used!

But for the enemies he was facing, such a small increase was completely irrelevant!

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

The trajectory is clear like a crescent moon, and the powerful one is like water vapor winding around it!

If nothing else, this blow was enough to set Rorschach and Wayne free again!

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

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

"Boom!"

Like the roar of a great bell being struck!

The hammer face of the heavy hammer blatantly landed on the edge of the dagger!

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

This is the weapon!

Luo Xia poured out all the justice he could grasp towards that 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 of justice is still flowing from the wound on his body now, his will makes his blow extremely powerful!

And a clown's face appeared on the dagger!

"Wonderful!"

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

This seems like a hearty victory?

"We are fooled!"

Gritting his teeth, Wayne looked at the scattered ashes and said!

The purpose of the clown is not what he thought, to kill justice.

It is to let the power of lies be completely scattered in this city and the world!

How could a clown like lies?

All this guy wants is to expose the "true" horrors in this world!

For this, he put himself in the position of a bully, taking pleasure in all lies and hypocrisy!

"Joker, are you dead?"

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

Even though the speed of his transformation towards the direction of 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 rely on real existence, I think, he has already left this place, and then he will focus on those guys who got the power fragments of lies just like us!

Truth must be opposed to lies to conceive. "

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

"I'm running out of time."

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

His blood is about to run out, and the brilliance of justice is about to begin the transformation of his body.

"I know, but it's not impossible."

Batman said so, and then turned his gaze into the distance.

That was Arkham Asylum, although it now also houses various other departments.

After all, not only the criminals locked in here are not mentally normal, but all the guys locked in by Batman, who became a barbarian, were severely beaten one by one.

Even now, there are still people who have not come out of the ICU.

...

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

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

"Of course, Pumpkin. I'll always be with you."

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

The two began to dance in this cage.

The movements seemed to be a little bit elegant, but the guards with guns didn't care whether they belonged to "sweet love" or not, and they were all ready to fight!

The alarm bells are ringing in the prison!

"So, how about a smile? Laugh from the heart because the real world is always full of lies!"

The clown shouted high-pitched, he brought Harley Quinn's hand at this time, and raised his hands to the guards with guns pointing at him, shouting in his most provocative tone.

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

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

As if the clown was teaching these serious guards how to read, he laughed firmly and slowly!

But none of the guards responded!

Except Harley Quinn!

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

"It's a little bit less interesting, you should be a little more sarcastic. Are these stupid guys not worthy of ridicule?"

The clown and Harley Quinn were talking to each other as if they were flirting.

And darkness begins to cover this prison!

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

In the center of the cage, a sun-like radiance was projected on the two people in the middle like the top light on the stage.

At this time, the two took a pose as if the dance was about to start.

They are back on center stage!

...

On the streets of New York, Luke and Leah were each sitting on a bench by the side of the road with 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 the medium one.

The cup looked just right in the hands of two sufficiently tall savages.

"The taste of this drink is not very good, but the aroma is good."

Leah sat on the bench by the roadside, looking at the clouds in the sky, it was really quite leisurely like that.

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

Luke took a sip from his coffee mug, looking unthreatening in that way. At least when they meet the NYPD, they don't just empty the magazine.

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

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

"What's that? I feel like I smell like a demon?"

Luke looked at the changes in the sky, a little surprised.

It was the work of a clown, and it was far more dangerous than spewing laughing gas into the world, though not immediately fatal, nor would it make those affected laugh shrilly.

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

"That's it? Shards of Beale?"

Leah's reaction was stronger than Luke's.

After all, she has seen the breath of these hell devil kings, and before she was reborn, she was the last Horadrim. Regarding the existence of demons, even those barbarian ancestors may not be more profound than her.

"Who broke Billie?"

When Leah was surprised, her voice became a little sharp, although she couldn't accurately recognize that the authority of the broken lie no longer belonged to the dead ghost of Bilie.

But she still has this basic knowledge.

"Burcasso?"

Luke said the first name that flashed in his mind. Bulkasso had already killed several Hell Lords, and it seemed that there would be no problem with one more.

"It wasn't him. If it was Bu Kaisuo who did it, then the power of lies would never spread!"

Leah was starting to get nervous, and she was now thinking of the great harm that could be caused by letting the pieces scatter.

At this time, she couldn't help but not be nervous.

Just when the two were astonished, a portal opened beside them, and Matthew's figure came out from the other end.

"Luke, we have work to do!"

Matthew opened the portal along Luke's position, and he was talking before he could perceive his surroundings, and even before he stepped out of the portal.

So Liya was not included 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 me?"

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

This is a matter of course.

"You're talking about the Destroyer Demon God Baal? Isn't it a little bastard named Baal?"

Luke spoke in disbelief, but his body was already on his feet.

Although he really wanted to ask why the ancestors were not allowed to look for Barr, but asked him to be involved in this action that seemed to have no chance of winning.

But the body has already completed the action subconsciously.

Luke is a bad temper, but his righteous heart has always been dependable.

As a hero, Luke is still qualified.

"It's the Destroyer Demon God. The ancestors have important things to do now, and they can't leave the holy mountain for the time being. But I judge what conspiracy Baal is brewing, 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.

It's always been done to unite people you know and rally your strength to fight a seemingly impossible battle.

Protect your home, protect your family, even for your faith.

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

"Now we need a strong partner, just a few of us, that is suicide."

Luke took out the blunt weapon named after Madock, and his body was already flickering with anger.

While they were talking, the fragments of lies over there began to slowly cover here.

"Is this a lie? What's going on? What happened during my return to the Holy Mountain?"

Feeling the power of those lies, Matthew's expression became disturbed.

Troubled times are always like this, bad things always come one after another, and lottery tickets never win consecutively.

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

Luke scratched his head and said.

"Now, go to S.H.I.E.L.D.! I don't think S.H.I.E.L.D. will treat Barr's news as ignorance!"

Matthew paused after speaking, then gritted his teeth.

This is not a disaster for a few people, they need a strong enough group and strength!

And S.H.I.E.L.D. was the most suitable group they could reach.

"As for the matter over there, let Nick Fury find a way to find out the news after S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

After Matthew finished speaking, he turned his face to Leah, looking hesitant to speak.

"I'm also a fighter now, I can fight."

Leah smiled, very free and easy.

She had already died once, and there was nothing to be afraid of joining the battle again. Could the existence of Billie and Barr be more terrifying than knowing that Diablo was one of his fathers?

She is not only Aidan's child, but also has the blood of Bull Casso flowing on her body! She is also the daughter of fear!

It's time for her to face her fears!