Infinite Throne

   Chapter 123 "Batman" (please ask for a monthly pass)

  30 minutes ago.

   After nightfall, it was time for Irin to move.

   He silently closed the Apostle panel.

  In the upper right corner of the apostle panel, the countdown of the skull is running out.

   Obviously, the countdown of the skull is the time limit for this trial.

   What happens when the countdown ends…

  Irin believed that no apostle would want to verify with his body.

   After all, it might hurt a bit.

   Surrounded by the wreckage of twisted orbits, and buildings that were blown to pieces.

  If it wasn't for the map of Gotham City that I remembered in my mind, Iren would have been hard-pressed to identify where he was now based on the surrounding ruins.

   Just because the old Gotham has been riddled with holes.

   exploded so that even Bruce Wayne might not recognize him, let alone him.

   Fortunately, there is navigation.

   Although a mathematician once said that between two points, the straight line is the shortest.

   But it is impossible for Yilin to connect directly from Miller Harbor to the Arkham Nursing Home, like Li Erpang and the others, across the Upper East Side of Gotham.

   After all, this area is arguably one of the busiest parts of Gotham City….

  The crowd is dense, and if you want to cross, you will have to face a hail of bullets.

   Unless you force a **** way.

  Irin is getting closer and closer to Arkham Nursing Home.

actually.

  Irin has no plans to return to the nursing home.

  If he didn't guess wrong, the group of old people who were dying would take the initiative to run out of the nursing home with a brand new attitude.

   Suddenly.

   right now.

  Irin silently stepped into a dark corner.

  There are no lights around.

   His heartbeat was inexplicably faster, and his skin began to exude a scalding temperature inexplicably.

   puff, puff, puff.

   became clearer.

   Actually, as early as ten minutes ago, Irin felt that her body was a little weird.

   As if in this Gotham City, in all directions, there is something that has established a connection with him.

   is connected by blood.

   And following that weird feeling, Irin came all the way here.

   There is a tall and slender figure, sitting on the ground so neatly, when he sees Irin coming, he smiles slightly, as if he had been waiting for Irin from the very beginning.

   In the darkness, that green suit glowed silently.

  —The green is deep and very eye-catching.

   "Edward."

   Edward the Riddler smiled and stood up suddenly: "I was destined from the beginning, I can't be violated, but there are always shameless people who want to fight against me..."

"who I am?"

"destiny?"

  Irin pondered for a moment, and softly said the answer the riddleman wanted.

  Edward Nigma: "…"

   This is a brand new riddle that the wise Edward just came up with not long ago! asshole!

   Why did you suddenly say it was broken?

   "Hey hey hey-"

   However, there was a twinkle in the eyes of Edward the Riddler.

   suddenly sneered.

   "Old friend, long time no see."

   "Exactly... Twenty years!"

  Irin's face was expressionless, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were blurred, and he seemed to be looking somewhere in the void.

   "Let the world feel pain from now on!"

   Riddler: "?"

  Puff!

   Just as Yi Rin's voice fell, from mid-air, a figure groaned and fell directly from a height.

boom!

   just happened to hit Irin not far away.

   At the moment when the figure fell, the temperature around him suddenly dropped a bit.

  Irin opened her mouth to breathe, and the hot air that spewed out turned into a cold white mist in the blink of an eye.

   Riddler: "…"

  Irin without any hesitation, took out the blood jasmine.

   Morphological changes.

   Bloodshot!

  The blood jasmine instantly disintegrated into countless blood-colored silk threads, wrapping the unconscious figure on the ground like a cocoon, and after a few seconds, it was completely twisted into pieces of meat!

  【Kill the old Gotham legend, "Mr. Freeze" Victor Frith. Get points +10. 】

  【Get chaos value +500! 】

   Riddler: "…"

   Gotham's ability to freeze people comes from the structure of the body's cells, as well as the armor matched with the high-tech low-temperature laser gun.

   If you guessed correctly, the Frozen Man's equipment should be the same as the "Question Mark Scepter", which is an "epic" equipment with strange abilities.

   But Irin, who doesn't have "frozen cells", is estimated to be difficult to play the full effect of this equipment.

   To be safe, Irin still touched the corpse in front of the Riddler with a blank face.

  Bone.

   In the ground, Irin felt a round thing.

  …

  【Cryogenic Bomb】

  【Grade】Rare

  【Effect】At the location where the explosion is triggered, a prototype low temperature field with a diameter of 1 meter is created for 3 seconds.

  【Description】In the eyes of "Mr. Freeze", whether it is a lover or an enemy, frozen is forever. Usage times: 1/1.

  …

  Irin silently put away the "low temperature bomb".

   Bai Xiaoyi quietly returned to Yi Rin's body.

   This time, because of the urgent situation, Bai Xiaoyi didn't dare to say more nonsense.

  Completely obey Irin's instructions, very well-behaved, where to go.

   She was really afraid that Yi Rin would be unhappy, so next time she would say: "Prosperity, go!"

   That would be really shameless.

  Edward Nigma lowered his head and glanced at the minced meat on the ground.

   His eyelids twitched a few times.

and many more.

   This style of painting is not right.

   Isn't it said that a good riddle gentleman is a game of wits?

   Didn't you say that the villain is based on IQ?

   He swallowed silently.

   "Old friend, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us—"

   He smiled.

   squeezed his smiling face, and silently stretched his other hand behind his back, ready to pull out a gun.

   "There is no such thing as a misunderstanding."

  Irin squinted his eyes and smiled, while talking, he started without hesitation.

  …

  【Kill the old Gotham legend, "The Riddler" Edward Nigma. Get points +10. 】

  【Get chaos value +100! 】

  …

  The Riddler is the worst villain in the nursing home. His exclusive equipment was stolen by Yi Rin.

   All in all, this way of dying is… quite sudden.

   This confusion value can also be seen.

The three words    are quite miserable.

  Irin took away the "Old Tales" of the two Gothams.

   touched the Riddler's body by the way.

   Sure enough, no new props were found.

  After all, the most valuable "question mark scepter" on Riddler's body has long been trapped by Yilin in the nursing home.

   Of course at this moment.

   Shortly after Yilin killed "The Riddler" and "Mr. Freeze".

   A layer of green mist floated from the "corpses" of the two.

  “!”

  Irin's pupils shrank suddenly.

Almost without hesitation, less than a second after the two green mists floated from the corpses of the two villains, Yi Rin activated the "Run Fast" skill, and at the first moment, drove the "Psychic Power", on the skin. A thin "barrier" is laid on the surface.

   One, Psychic Power Shield!

   Second, run fast!

  Third, hold your breath!

   Four, retreat!

  Five…Thinking!

  One two three four five, Irin completed a series of actions in an instant.

   But the two green mists seemed to have become spirits.

   was a little faster than Irin's retreating speed, and entangled directly towards Irin.

Do not-

   To be precise, it was more like being attracted by "some existence" in Irin's body.

  Irin ran for dozens of meters in one breath, but the two green mists were like gangrene attached to the bones, and they couldn't get rid of them at all. Instead, they got closer and closer.

   hiss—

   In the blink of an eye, the two groups of green mist floating from the body of the Gotham villain actually broke through Irin's thin psychic barrier and submerged into Irin's body.

  Irin's face changed.

   "Poison?"

   He thought of this possibility for the first time.

"biochemical weapon?"

   "Microbes?"

   "Viruses?"

   "Smells?"

   "Soul weapon?"

  Irin immediately thought of other possibilities.

   In the blink of an eye, the two green mists had completely melted into Yi Rin's body and disappeared.

   can no longer find the slightest trace.

   And just after the two green mists disappeared.

   In front of Irin, two lines of extremely secret reminders appeared.

  What is secrecy?

for example.

   If the normal task prompt is in 16-point font.

  Then the two lines of text that passed in front of Irin's eyes were only number 6.

  If the brush frequency is too fast, it is estimated that the past will be ignored at a glance.

  …

  [Purity improvement, current purity: 33%]

  [Purity improvement, current purity: 42%]

  “?”

  …

  …

   Gotham City.

   Upper East Side.

River bank.

  A girl with an enchanting figure, twisting her waist, walked slowly from the other end.

   I saw exaggerated bright and heavy makeup on her face, and her scarlet lips, while revealing infinite charm, also made people feel a kind of strangeness from the bottom of my heart.

   I saw the girl's top was tight, with exaggerated curves, slender legs, sharp high-heeled shoes, and a wet metal baseball bat in one hand.

   In short, the stick is a bit moist.

  Li Erpang swallowed hard.

   Not to mention whether you can recognize this girl.

   Just that stick is enough for Li Erpang to say the girl's name aloud!

   "Harley Quinn!"

   Harley Quinn!

   And rejuvenated... Harley Quinn!

   Li Erpang suddenly tightened his chrysanthemum.

   He suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by Harley Quinn's stick in the nursing home.

  The moment Harley Quinn appeared…

   made Li Erpang understand instantly.

   Arkham Nursing Home, today, is estimated to be renovated and replaced with a brand new plaque.

  —Arkham Asylum!

   "Hey hey hey-"

   In the darkness, one figure after another walked out from behind Harley Quinn.

Two-Face.

   Penguin.

   Silence.

   Poison Ivy.

  Bane.

  …

One by one.

   These are all "Old Tales" of Gotham City!

   They were still in a nursing home not long ago, giggling, playing cards, drinking tea, and a dying old lady raising birds!

   When we meet again, it turns out that... he came back in the peak form of the past!

  “Ah—”

  Harley Quinn suddenly pointed at Er Fatty who was hiding behind Su Xiaosu, and laughed happily: "Hee hee, little fat man, long time no see, sister, I still remember your taste very clearly!"

haven't seen you for a long time?

   It's only been a few days since I saw it, okay!

  Li Erpang is madly complaining in his heart!

   Are you still not cured of Alzheimer's?

   "You have a taste, and your whole family has a taste!"

   Li Erpang sighed.

   Thinking of the requirements of the main task 3, it seems that you can't leave this weird Gotham City without killing all the ghosts who used to dance in Gotham.

  There is only...kill, kill, kill!

   Li Erpang shook his fat.

   stood beside Su Xiaosu.

   hiss—

  Suddenly!

   In the darkness, a neigh like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter could be heard faintly.

   A seductive fragrance penetrated the three mouths.

   At the same time, from the ground, the cracks in the walls, countless vines like tentacles, covered with sharp thorns, growing at a crazy speed!

   is the ability of Poison Ivy!

   Suddenly.

   A tall figure like a tank has charged silently.

  The giant wore a hideous mask on his face, revealing only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes with crazy eyes!

  He's...Bane!

  Su Xiaosu gave a cold drink.

   The muscles all over the body bulged, and the tendon, like a twisted steel bar, looked full of explosive power!

  Boom!

  Su Xiaosu VS Bain!

   The collision of strength and power!

   In an instant, with the two at the center, there was a terrifying explosion!

  The gravel and rubble were raised.

  …

  …

"what-"

   A group of people in the nursing home were completely placed in Gotham City.

   at this moment.

   Arkham Nursing Home.

   The signboard, "Gerocomium" smashed down and smashed to the ground.

   Only the "Arkham" sign remained, dimly lit and flickering slightly.

  The door of the Arkham Nursing Home, which was originally closed, was indeed completely open at this moment.

   But it was dead silent.

   Not even a single movement of a living person.

  Clap clap clap, clap?

   Somewhere in a nursing home.

   In the exclusive office of "Dr. Jack", there was a sound of tapping the keyboard, mixed with the crisp sound of clicking the mouse.

  A man in his thirties, wearing a white coat, sat silently in front of the computer.

   occasionally let out an inexplicable chuckle.

   "Hehehe-"

   "Hey hey hey-"

   "Hee hee-heh-"

   “Jie Jie Jie…”

  's expression gradually distorted.

   Laughter gradually... perverted.

   I saw that on the computer screen exuding fluorescence, it turned out to be…

   All photos of the same person.

   From teenagers, youth, adults, old age…

  Life photos, gossip photos, bed photos, multi-person sports code photos...cough.

  Various and dazzling.

   It's all the same person!

  Bruce Wayne!

   Suddenly.

   The style of painting on the screen turns.

   That end of all Bruce Wayne photos.

   is a picture of a masked man in a black cape walking quietly in the deserted Gotham City in the dark.

   The masked man has a bat-shaped logo on his chest.

   In his hands, dragged a strange corpse.

  The corpse was wearing a funny and bright purple suit with a blood hole on its chest, and the painted face was frozen in a very satisfied smile.

   “Jie Jie Jie Jie…”

   "Bruce..."

   "Ah...my beloved Bruce..."

   Dr. Jack, who had regained his youth, turned off the computer.

  There are all kinds of clutter on the table.

   He carefully raised a mirror.

   And just like this, facing the clear mirror, use the makeup on the table and carefully apply it on the face.

at last…

   After painting his face colorful and funny.

  Dr. Jack picked up a blood-red lipstick, broke it directly with his finger, and drew a big...

  Smiley!

   "Hello! ~Joker! Hehehehe-"

   After omitting ten minutes of scenes that are not suitable for girls.

  The young Jack was wearing a bright purple suit, walking on bright leather shoes, humming a weird little song, and happily left "Dr. Jack's Office".

   "Ah...my blues...hehehe..."

   At the end of the corridor, Dr. Jack's weird smile echoed from time to time.

  Behind him, there was a corpse that had already become cold.

   covered the corridors of the nursing home.

   After half an hour.

  A sneaky figure suddenly appeared from the other side of the corridor with a small head.

   That face is still a crazy "clown paint", exaggerated scarlet lips, messy hair.

   "Hey—ahhhh? Ahhhh?"

   "Joker" was originally just passing by.

   But he suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and turned back curiously.

   If Irin and the others were here at this time, they would definitely be able to tell them apart without hesitation.

  This "Joker"... is clearly Pan Zhengyi in disguise.

   Pan Zhengyi happily stepped on the countless corpses.

   left **** footprints all over the place.

   He inadvertently passed Dr. Jack's office.

   "Ah huh?"

  Three seconds later, he turned back.

   "Ah, I, Kindaji Sherlock Holmes Joker, seem to smell the fragrance of criminals..."

   Pan Zhengyi suddenly grinned.

   strode into the office.

   He moved his nose slightly and went straight to Dr. Jack's computer.

   Press the power button.

  This computer has a very high configuration, and Pan Zhengyi didn't have time to shake his legs twice, and the prompt "Please enter the password" popped up on the computer interface.

  “?”

  Pan Zhengyi slapped the keyboard.

  “************”

"wrong password!"

  “…”

  Pan Zhengyi curiously looked at the long list of "little stars" on the screen.

   bowed his head.

   then rolled his face up.

   "****************!"

   This wave is the password that rolls out with your face.

"wrong password!"

"what!"

  Pan Zhengyi was shaking all over.

  The dry and cracked paint on my face was rolled off a lot by the keyboard.

   Those cloudy eyes widened.

   I don't know if I accidentally clicked on the password prompt when I scrolled the keyboard.

A question popped up on the    interface.

   "WhoamI?"

"who I am?"

   Pan Zhengyi muttered to himself.

   One second later.

   He cheered happily.

  “Joker~”

  While cheering, Pan Zhengyi quickly entered five letters.

   "Unlocked successfully!"

   "Yohoo??"

  …

  …

  Irin silently glanced at the "Gotham Rising Stars List".

   silently walks the streets of Gotham City.

   The whole Gotham is totally crazy.

   For some reason, he was immersed in a strange and crazy atmosphere.

The entire Gotham City, whether it is the police or the citizens, are carrying hot weapons, shooting frantically at all moving objects in Gotham, and every time they kill one person, their expressions turn a morbid flush, as if these Gothams What people do casually is not to kill a person, but to slap a cat and get unparalleled pleasure.

  Irin silently drove like a shadow, quietly passing by the frantic crowd.

   Almost everyone didn't notice that this man wearing a black tuxedo quietly passing by was the "Riddle Gentleman" who caused the Great Earthquake in Gotham City.

   "Old lore, that is to say..."

ten minutes later.

  Irin looked at a building nearly 200 meters high a few kilometers away.

  Wayne Building.

   Although the "W" sign had been removed by Irin, he still recognized the building at a glance.

  After all...I have fried it myself.

   And right now.

  A dark figure, unexpectedly, stood silently 100 meters away from Yi Rin.

   It was more like, he had already been waiting here, waiting for Irin to arrive.

   The man was riding an exaggerated motorcycle, with a pair of daunting huge tires on the front and rear of the Batmobile, and heavy firepower equipment such as machine guns on the front wings.

   But take a second look, while the style is exaggerated, it seems to give people a ferocious and unparalleled post-modernist artistic beauty.

   "Bat motorcycle?"

   "Huh...Batman?"

  Irin's footsteps didn't stop, she chuckled lightly, and the cold and crazy eyes hidden behind the mask looked at each other from a distance of 100 meters.

   That hidden behind the black mask is a pair of eyes that contain monstrous anger!

   "Boom—"

   The exhaust pipe of the motorcycle suddenly exploded with a high-profile sound!

   In the blink of an eye, that "Batman" actually drove the car to the maximum speed and galloped straight towards Yi Rin!

It's just like-

   Black Lightning that rips through Gotham!

  Rumble—

   (end of this chapter)