Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 76 Sweet dreams, man! (Please subscribe, recommend monthly tickets, invest in collections)
Moonlight and new energy!

Magic and technology!

Martin felt two enormous forces surging in his body like two long rivers that never merged, constantly washing away his body and soul.

The moment he shouted "People of Gotham", Martin captured the names of all the people on this land and cast the power of naming magic on them.

Under the silver moonlight, everyone yawned and fell asleep, enjoying the sweet dreams they deserved after a horrific day.

Outside the city center, ordinary people are frightened.

In the city center, the confused and restless robots,

Gotham's ravaged land, its wailing souls, its centuries-old crimes...under the moonlight, it enjoyed peace and tranquility for the first time.

The whole city fell asleep under Martin's great power.

Tonight, no one in Gotham will open their eyes!
“This is real magic.”

If there wasn't something more important, Martin would have pulled out Poison Ivy and severely punished that woman for her poor magic skills.

Martin sat on the hoof shadow as the moonlight flew away into the sky, soothing Gotham's tired body and mind, and most of his own burdens were also lifted.

Then, he took out the [Flame of Burning Sin] and thrust it into the metal ground.

Sensing the sins of the Shadows of the Past in the Shadow Kingdom, the runes on the sword fluttered, and white flames ignited, spreading outward along the earth, trying to capture every Shadow of the Past who wanted to find a substitute for himself.

Martin looked up at the countless shadows in the Shadow Kingdom and shook his head, "You can't stay when you should go. With only one breath left, why bother hanging on to unnecessary instincts and suffering?"

There is no wisdom or life in the Shadow Kingdom, only a group of unwilling thoughts that will be scattered by the wind.

Even if they captured a living person and replaced his identity, it would be difficult to tell who was who.

While Martin was thinking about the troubles in the Shadow Kingdom, he carved runes around the [Flame of Burning Sin] and connected them into an array.

Without paper and pen, he simply used his fingers to draw traces on the metal floor, connecting them to each other, binding the area of activity of the flames that burned the sin.

The gate to the Shadow Kingdom opened wider and wider, almost covering the entire city center. The shadow covered almost everything under the gate, except Martin, Hoof Shadow, and Harley Poison Ivy who was protected by him in advance. All the rest turned into a black mass and was blurred.

The pure white flame of [Flame of Burning Sin] burned more and more vigorously, stretching out countless chains, binding one shadow after another, and trapping the shadows at the border between being swallowed up and not being swallowed up.

Chains of pure white flames intertwined to form a dense net that engulfed almost everything in the city center.

Martin cast a spell, and the portrait, which was getting bigger and bigger due to the squeeze of countless shadows, suddenly shrank as if it was being strangled by the neck and began to shrink.

All shadows have never escaped the constraints of the rules of the Shadow Kingdom. When the door is closed, these stowaways will also be deported.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The shadow bound by the pure white flame chains let out a shrill scream, constantly twisting and expanding, getting bigger and smaller, but it was always unable to escape the bondage of the pure white flame.

Martin slid down along the shadow of the hooves lying on the ground, leaned on the horse's belly, and smiled at the countless shadows.

"You incomplete guys, it's fine if you don't have wisdom, but how come you don't even have intelligence?"

"The key to cursing is not how dirty your words are, but to make sure people understand what you are saying first."

Martin certainly calculated these shadows.

He doesn't care about the bad reputation, but those who have been converted are not alone. Before society can accept them, they must find a place to live.

Sending them to outer space is unrealistic.

Martin set his sights on the Shadow Kingdom.

First, open the door to the Shadow Kingdom, use the Shadows of the Past's desire for reality, and let them chase after people in reality.

Then release the moonlight to put those outside the blockade area into a deep sleep, and banish the shadows to capture the robots in the city center.

When the shadow is about to devour the robot, use the properties of [Flame of Burning Sin] to lock the shadow and the transformed together, allowing them to merge but not become one.

Then close the gate to the Shadow Kingdom, and all the sneaking shadows will be bound by the flames, unable to escape to other places, and will slowly disappear if they stay where they are.

Eventually, these shadows could only take the entire city center back to the Shadow Kingdom.

The reversal of the two worlds directly tore the land of Gotham apart.

The metalized city center was covered in shadows, and when the gates closed, the entire city center was pulled and slowly squeezed into the shadow kingdom.

Martin turned over and rode on the hoof shadow, turning into a beam of fire, grabbing the sleeping poison mist Harley and Poison Ivy, and escaping in time before the metal city was sucked into the shadow kingdom.

He threw the two women aside, grabbed the fallen portrait, and woke up Batman who was also asleep.

"Wake up, Batman!"

Batman opened his eyes as Martin called out.

He stood up almost straight, looked at Martin and asked, "What just happened?"

"I used magic to make the whole of Gotham fall asleep."

Martin pointed to the moon above his head, pressed Batman's arm, and said to him: "Don't be so nervous, some things are not suitable to be done in public."

"I can't remember the last time I slept so peacefully."

Batman relaxed, took off his helmet, and bathed in the silver moonlight. His knife-like wrinkles were smoothed out a lot.

But soon, he noticed the huge crater in the city center, and the relief he had just felt disappeared instantly.

"what have you done?"

Batman remained calm and did not lose control.

Martin waved the portrait in his hand and said, "I sent hundreds of thousands of people, along with the metalized land, to the Shadow Kingdom for temporary residence."

"Gotham is already a mess, and if there's another racial conflict, I think you can just commit suicide and start over."

"That's more than 100,000 people. How are you going to explain to their families if you send them to the Shadow Kingdom?"

Batman doesn't think this is the best way to solve the problem.

"I will first select a group of people with strong receptive abilities from these people, install camouflage software on them, and let them slowly return to reality."

Martin demonstrated it first, and when the function was turned on, he became exactly the same as before, even the touch was no different.

"You've already done this much, can't you come up with a solution that's the best of both worlds?"

This is really not something Batman would say.

But everyone has a weak side, and in the past he was surrounded by people who depended on him.

Reality doesn't allow Batman or Bruce Wayne to be weak.

But Martin is a friend who is his equal in every way, so Batman also wants to relax occasionally.

"I also want to use my own abilities to directly refresh these people's status back to their original state."

Martin spread his hands and said helplessly: "But the ending that I personally brought about cannot be changed, whether it is good or bad."

“So, that’s the limit of what I can do.”

"Sorry!" Batman bowed his head and apologized.

Martin waved his hand and said, "I should go to rest. If you want to have a good dream in the future, you can go pick up the fragments that fall after the moon's magic power is exhausted. The effect is first-rate."

After waving goodbye to Batman, Martin mounted Hoof Shadow and galloped all the way back to his home, where he lay directly on the bed.

Looking at the iron warhorse that followed him in, he reached out and touched the other's head, and whispered, "Sweet dreams, buddy!"

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