American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

With a slight flap of its enormous wings, it stirred up a strong wind on the ground. With a powerful flap, it took off and flew towards the area where the incident had occurred.

In the air, the [Tailwind] skill is activated.

Its flight speed more than doubled again, and it reached the accident area in just a few minutes.

A group of people were wailing in the green smoke, and the poisonous gas was still spreading.

Without much thought, Garfield used the [Storm] skill, his two wings creating a tornado that gathered the spreading green poison gas.

However, due to the strong winds, many people were swept away! It stopped its skills and used [Lightning Flash] to rescue people back and forth in the poisonous creatures.

Its enormous mouth can easily catch several people who fall.

Because there were so many people, its rescue methods were unlikely to be gentle. It would basically rush over, drop the smaller animals into its mouth, and have the larger ones bite the person's clothes, then fly to a safe area and drop them off.

It moves back and forth here, and sometimes it has to guard against people who have lost control of their bladder and bowels out of fear.

…………

The surveillance cameras captured everything that happened there. As Alfred was adjusting the footage, he suddenly had the illusion that the situation was under control.

"I'll give Mr. Garfield a special meal when he gets back!"

Without the tornado's influence, the toxic fog began to spread again, and even spread faster and farther as the tornado dissipated.

After saving everyone, Garfield was conflicted.

Its skill list also includes [Rain] and [Blizzard].

Clearing the poison mist with these two skills is no problem; the problem now is that there are too many people.

Once it is used, all these people will be affected. What if they catch a cold?

What does that have to do with me?

The skill "Rain Summoning" is activated.

It only took a few seconds for the clouds to turn from fluffy white to dark and heavy, and just as quickly for the drizzle to turn into a torrential downpour.

Under the onslaught of the torrential rain, the toxic fumes within a kilometer radius of Garfield were completely absorbed into the rainwater and flowed into the sewers.

Because of the heavy rain, many unfortunate people were soaked to the bone and, under the influence of the toxic gas, were unable to find shelter on their own.

In the torrential rain, Garfield tossed them one by one to a place where they could find shelter from the rain.

The [Rain] skill can only last for about ten minutes at a time, after which the clouds in the sky will naturally dissipate.

Although this area was saved, other areas are still experiencing outbreaks of fear-inducing gas.

Garfield the gull flapped its wings forcefully, quickly shaking off the raindrops that had been falling on them, and flew faster and faster through the downpour.

Crossing the boundary between dry and wet ground, Garfield flew towards the Diamond District...

Garfield's prayer for rain to save lives was one thing, but on the other hand, the Batplanes had already caught up with the three airships.

Batman jumped off the fighter jet and glided into the cockpit of the airship.

"Stop what you're doing and surrender! Now!"

Three darts are already stuck in Batman's hand. If the five people opposite him dare to move, the darts will stick into their hands!

"catch him!"

The scarecrow gives orders.

The other four people charged forward fearlessly, which was strange. Although their faces were full of terror, the speed at which they charged forward did not seem like they were afraid.

Batman wasn't intimidated. He swung his batarangs, which struck the legs of three of them, attempting to restrict their movements. But the three seemed oblivious to the pain and continued their charge.

Batman casually throws a punch; the power armor's punch is enough to easily knock out a normal person.

However, the person who was punched by Batman, like the previous three, seemed to feel no pain and was even immune to physical dizziness, and charged at him with his eyes rolled back.

"Oh ho ho ho ho, how's the new formula? I spent ages in Arkham Asylum perfecting this formula to deal with you! It numbs the body's pain and lets fear drive them forward! Hahahaha..."

Watching Batman fight four people who weren't afraid of pain, Scarecrow felt confident. If four people could handle Batman, what if they included the others? Wouldn't they be able to easily take over the entire Gotham City?

Just thinking about it made him incredibly excited!

The scarecrow quickly shouldered his parachute, put on his hang glider, and before leaving, he said one last thing:

"I've planted a lot of bombs in these three airships, and attached to them is terrifying gas. I hope you can take care of this quickly, because I'm waiting to meet you down there! Hahahaha..."

After saying that, he laughed and jumped off the airship. As he jumped, he pressed the switch on the bomb.

"Ten minutes, Batman has to run to three spaceships to defuse bombs, haha, he's not Superman, hahahaha..."

The hang glider made him descend quickly, and the humid air made the scarecrow frown. It should be a sunny day, so why is the air so humid?

He looked up and around. Hmm? It's raining over there!

Oh no! The effects of the fear gas might be reduced!

Chapter 75 The Hedgehog That Turned the Tide

On the airship.

Batman used his grappling hook to tie everyone up.

Although they are not afraid of pain or death driven by fear, it does not mean that they are not human. If a person's joints have even the slightest problem, their movements will be restricted.

Once their joints are dislocated, even if they are not afraid of pain, they will no longer be able to stand up and cause trouble.

Bind them tightly.

Batman ran to find the bombs. More than a dozen gas canisters were strapped with time bombs. The toxic gas inside the canisters was compressed, and it would immediately vaporize and spread if opened even slightly.

The bomb was about to explode in five minutes, and there was simply no time to defuse it!

Damn it!

He ran back and jumped off the airship with the four people who were tied up!

They turned on the computer on their arm and made some adjustments. The Batplane caught up and intercepted them.

Batman piloted his fighter jet and rushed onto another airship to rescue people, regardless of whether they were conscious or not. He dislocated their joints and tied them up with a grappling hook.

The other airship had the same number of people, a total of ten.

Right after Batman's incredible rescue, three airships exploded over Gotham! The toxic gas irresistibly turned the clouds green.

In the last second before the explosion, Batman used his grappling hook to grab the Batplane, dragging the others around in the air.

He gazed at the green clouds in the sky, deeply worried. "This is a huge problem!"

………………

The large fireworks display in broad daylight made even those with a modicum of sense instinctively look at it.

When they saw the rapidly spreading green cloud, a sense of fear arose within them.

Even with Batman's Batplane hanging beside the green fog, the fear of the citizens on the ground could not be erased.

The effects of the toxic gases on the ground were surprisingly good under these fireworks.

…………

Garfield felt like he was about to be overwhelmed with work.

Did something go wrong?

I was busy rescuing people down there, and not only did they not help from above, they even set off fireworks! Was that Batman just there to cause trouble?

The clouds in this city have been polluted by toxic gas, and the dark clouds have turned dark green. What should we do?

Its Peacock's "Rain Dance" ability has been restricted!

Now, whether it rains or snows, the poisonous gases in the clouds will return to Gotham, making the place even more dangerous.

Gotham is destined to be enveloped in a gas of fear.

How can this be good?

Garfield was stumped. He flipped through the Pelipper's skill list but couldn't find a good solution. He thought about other gene types, but... well, it seems like those don't work either...

In terms of combat power, whether it's Roronoa, Kryptonians, or Super Saiyans, it can overturn the entire Gotham City and beat them all to a pulp.

But... this widespread toxic gas pollution, it's really not something they can handle.

It's not that there's no way to solve it, but if it were to try and solve it with all its might, Gotham might be gone.

The cat scratched its head, and through the bond of their soul contract, it frantically tagged Tian Xiaoban.

[Something big has happened in Gotham, I need help urgently...]

Meanwhile, in the metropolis, Tian Xiaoban, who was preparing to infiltrate a U.S. military laboratory, suddenly received its message.

"What the hell? Garfield, I've only been gone for less than half an hour, how could something so serious have happened over there?"

[Yes, this is a major event! A major event affecting an entire city! Some lunatic is causing a gas leak here, and now the whole of Gotham is green. Too many people have been infected; I simply can't handle it all!]

"Damn, you think I'm good enough? You're giving me too much credit."

Tian Xiaoban was shocked. Did he trust me that much?

However, green poison gas is quite common; brands like Scarecrow, Clown, and Bane all use green.

To solve this, we need to address the root cause: "Tell me, what are the symptoms of someone who has inhaled the toxic gas?"

Garfield looked around, then said in his own words: "Their expressions were like they'd just eaten shit—terrified and frightened."

Tian Xiaoban: "..." Is the description that abstract? What kind of expression is that?

He imagined it himself, and a sense of fear swept over him.

"Oh...oh! It's the scarecrow's fear gas, right? Look around, are there any crazy people who look like scarecrows that have come to life?"

[Yes, I saw it. Holy crap, this idiot actually dared to skydive in the rain! If the wind picked up even slightly, he'd probably be dead.]

The cat was shocked. It hadn't expected it to be so brave! Wasn't it afraid of dying?

As a bonus, I blew a gust of wind in that direction, letting this fearless lunatic know that encountering someone who can control the wind is tantamount to courting death.

The scarecrow, which was moving forward, suddenly felt itself flying further and further away, and it could no longer control its paraglider.

"Oh my god! This isn't funny! Ahhhhh! Help!!!"