American comics: Random transformations.

"Oh my god, it's a Digimon, Patamon!?"

In the mirror, there is a creature that looks like a guinea pig, but has a pair of wing-like ears. It looks very cute, with bright eyes.

Patamon can fly, but it can't fly fast.

"Padamon is a little weak! He doesn't have strong combat abilities, and besides being cute, he's pretty useless!

The innate skill is: Air Cannon, which relies on inhaling a large amount of air and then exhaling it in one breath to form an air bomb to attack the enemy.

Emmm... Never mind, having a means of attack is better than having none, let’s go to Wayne Manor first!”

Patamon's flying speed by flapping its wings is very slow, only about 1km per hour, which is not as fast as running on four short legs.

But Tian Xiaoban is not stupid. He has learned the conditions required for flying in his previous life!

Although Patamon can't fly fast, it can glide with its wings! As long as it runs to the top of the highest building and jumps, it can glide with its wings and move forward quickly! It can ignore the complexity of the map and avoid the clown gas floating on the ground.

Being able to fly ensures that Patamon will not fall to his death. Its skill, Air Cannon, can also allow it to turn in the air, just like a balloon that is inflated and then deflated! Although the turning route will be a little confusing, the speed is fast!

This speed is definitely faster than running to Wayne Manor on the ground relying on four short legs!

…………

"Alfred, when is Zatanna coming!"

In front of Batman lay eleven clown claws that had been cut into human sticks.

The twelfth corpse had been beheaded by him. Without its head, the Clown Claw was completely dead and would not be able to recover like a zombie.

There were eleven left, and even with all their limbs broken, they were still able to jump around, and even tried to attack with their teeth. Batman became more and more certain that they were related to magic.

Alfred said calmly:

"Ms. Zatanna said that she is exorcising the alien demon and it will take an hour. I heard that she seems to be having some troubles over there as well. I estimate that it may take more than an hour."

Batman began to formulate a plan in his mind, and then said, "Okay, remember to notify me when she comes. How is the antidote for the Joker's gas being prepared?"

Alfred took a look at Wayne Enterprises' fully automated chemical warehouse, which contained three one-meter-high glass containers filled with strangely colored liquids.

“I have three cans of fear gas ready. That should be enough. We can use the Batplane to spray the whole city.

But Master Wayne, I need to remind you that using fear gas on such a large scale may cause problems.

The amount of fear gas inhaled is not fixed, and some people cannot withstand this variable amount due to individual differences. "

Batman had already considered this. He said, "It's okay. I will buy a nursing home to treat those with special conditions. The situation is quite urgent now. If we delay any further, more people may suffocate to death. We have no choice!"

Alfred sighed. He knew that the master's decision meant that he was going to take on this responsibility!

Gotham's Dark Knight, ugh...

"Alright! The Batfighter is loaded with the 'antidote' and ready to go! It will be there in five minutes and will be waiting outside your office."

After hanging up the phone, Batman hurried to the top floor and found the central air conditioning vents of Wayne Building.

He threw the "antidote" that Robin brought into the ventilation vent, then ran back and turned on the ventilation mode of the central air conditioner in the monitoring room.

The fear gas in the vents quickly replaced the Joker gas in Wayne Tower.

When he was done, he headed towards the French window of his office. Jason tried to follow him but Batman refused.

"Robin, keep an eye on them! When Alfred comes looking for you, take them over! Remember, they are important!"

These clawed sticks need to be kept for Zatanna, so that she can use her knowledge as a magician to investigate these guys, find out where they come from and why they cannot be killed!

Jason pouted. He knew that he was a rookie hero and needed to listen to the boss, so he responded unhappily: "Tsk, I get it! Be careful!"

Batman flicked his cape and jumped out of the French window.

The ventilation system of Wayne Building was still running very fast. The "antidote" was being transported at full power by the central system, causing most people to go from laughing wildly to... fear.

………………

Batman, driving the Batplane, rushed to other locations to rescue people.

Batman, who already believed that the Joker's claws were dead, displayed rather brutal methods.

The weapon systems attached to the fighter are fully turned on, all security measures are turned off, and intelligent enemy search is activated. At this time, the Batfighter is no longer a tracing gun. As long as the Joker's claws are targeted by Batman, they will be met with ruthless shooting from the Bat machine gun!

Either shoot him in the head, or leave only the head!

The pressure on GCPD has been greatly reduced!

Gordon, who couldn't get through the phone, finally got through to Batman!

"Fuck, you! You're finally here! I thought you were done for! Gotham is in chaos now, do you have any solution?"

Gordon cried with joy. The pressure on him was just too great. Every three to five minutes, a citizen would be on the verge of suffocation, or would laugh so hard that he would go into shock.

But Director Gordon hasn't come up with any solution yet!

Call an ambulance? The hospital's phone line is currently unreachable, so why call an ambulance?

Gordon still remembers that among the calls for help received by the police station at that time, there was a call for help from the hospital.

Gordon couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and finally his savior arrived.

Batman said calmly in his magnetic voice:

"Gordon, tell your people to attack the monsters' heads. Those undead monsters will die if their heads are blown up!

Remember, it's the entire head. Bullets shooting through the head will have no effect. You need to blow their heads apart!

Those ordinary citizens who inhaled laughing gas, control them as soon as possible and take them to an open area. I have a way to save them!"

"Okay, okay! I'll give the order right away!" After Gordon hung up the phone, he first tried the method Batman said.

He ordered the surrounding police officers to concentrate their fire and blow their heads off!

After confirming that those ghosts could really be killed, Gordon immediately walked into the police car, turned on the public channel of the police car, and shouted:

"Headshot! Those undead monsters will die if you shoot them in the head! Don't be afraid! They can be killed!"

With Commissioner Gordon's battle cry and the strategy to pass the level, the police officers fighting monsters in other areas felt like they had been given a shot of chicken blood, and their fear was instantly suppressed by excitement.

Fear comes from the unknown. After knowing clearly how to deal with those undead monsters, these local Gotham police officers burst out with unprecedented momentum.

It’s like being tortured in a game for three days and three nights, and then suddenly knowing the cheats to pass the game. You become so enthusiastic that you swear to complete the game in one life.

Now, it's their turn to fight back! Let these undead clown monsters see what it means to be a Gotham sharpshooter who can shoot heads with every shot!

The situation on the battlefield suddenly turned around!

The police officers who were originally only able to escape passively, discovered that those ghosts could really be killed, and the viciousness of the people of Gotham was aroused!

"Fuck! You ugly bastards, get shot!"

The small pistol has long been abandoned by the GCPD. After Commissioner Gordon took office, their police station still has sufficient firepower. The standard equipment is AK47, which allows them to fight with gangs and not lose!

How do you think Commissioner Gordon won the support of his people? He relied on his firepower and charisma.

The main thing is that there is a killing machine in the sky, and it will help the GCPD when it passes by, clearing the Joker's claws with its powerful firepower.

The rebellious clown claws were basically all killed!

Commissioner Gordon received responses from multiple police cars, saying that the terrifying creatures had been cleared out and asked Commissioner Gordon what to do next, after all, too many citizens had inhaled the clown's gas.

"Batman said to take them to an open area. He has a way to solve the problem. There should be an antidote or something like that!"

"Received!"×24

GCPD has worked with Batman many times, and they know that every time Gotham encounters unsolvable trouble, Batman will always find a way!

In response to the director's statement, they said they would just do as he said! If there were any problems, they could also put the blame on Batman!

Chapter 14 Visitors to the Manor

Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong! …

The doorbell of the ancient manor rang one after another. A chubby thing flew in front of the doorbell and pressed the doorbell frantically with its little paws.

Alfred, who was in the bat cave at the back of the manor, called up the surveillance video on the manor doorbell. Then, he suddenly felt that his brain was not enough.

What is this animal? A chubby, flying hamster with wings? Why are its wings on its head?

Alfred suddenly thought of Zatanna, who had called him before.

He subconsciously felt that this little guy might be Zatanna's magical pet.

So, I asked through the doorbell:

"Where's your master, little one? Hasn't she dealt with the demon yet?"

Patamon was a little confused by his incoherent question. Butler Alfred, did you make a mistake?

A cute voice came out of the little guy's mouth: "What? How can I have an owner? My owner is myself! Also, I'm not a pet! I am the Digimon Patamon now!"

It's just that the tone was a bit aggressive!

Digimon?

Alfred was also a little confused. It looked so strange and could talk? Was it a magical creature? Or was it a demon from another world that Zatanna hadn't dealt with?

Alfred was afraid that this little guy would be like the devil in the play, changing his expression because of anger or something, so he said soothingly:

"Excuse me, cute little one, but aren't you Miss Zatanna's pet? I think it's about time she arrived."

This sentence has two meanings. One is to soothe Patamon's emotions, and the other is to tell Patamon that Zatanna is coming soon, so be careful, you devil!

But Patamon, did you understand? What's going on?

But, Zatanna? This name sounds familiar to Tian Xiaoban. Who is she?

Before Tian Xiaoban could remember who she was, the green logo on Patamon's chest suddenly began flashing red.

“Beep-beep-beep-beep-bang!”

It's time to transform!

Tian Xiaoban, who was 1.5 meters tall, suddenly turned back from half a meter above the ground, squatted on his butt and fell to the ground.

Alfred: "..."

What is going on here? Is it that the devil has become a human? Or is it that he was originally a human?

Everything that just happened has had some impact on the old butler's worldview.