The hawks in the Kingdom of Light called me a dove undercover in the chat group

Compared to the shocked Alfred, Bruce seemed very calm. He just nodded thoughtfully and murmured, "Sure enough, is this the truth?"

"What truth?" Alfred wondered.

"This city, Alfred." Bruce walked to the mechanical screen and looked down at the map of Gotham on the screen with a deep gaze. "This city that we all thought we were familiar with hides a deepest secret that we were completely unaware of before!"

It is known that the crystal will automatically resist dark creatures such as evil spirits. It is also known that Kasar has promised personally that if it is just the strength of the evil spirits in the sub-world, even this low-intensity crystal can easily solve them. It is also known that the crystal automatically responded as soon as it arrived in Gotham, and it consumed all its energy in just four or five seconds.

Finally, it is also known that based on past data, Gotham has long had an average daily temperature two degrees lower than other cities at the same latitude and longitude with similar terrain, and the weather is often dark and cloudy all year round.

In the past, Bruce thought this was normal. After all, Gotham had been like this since before he was born.

But now it seems that this is obviously worth further investigation.

Why is Gotham naturally two degrees cooler than other cities and generally cloudy? According to Yotsuya Miko, when possessed by an evil spirit, she would experience a drop in body temperature and a sense of gloom.

That's right.

Alfred repeated doubtfully, "Secret?"

"There's a problem in Gotham," Bruce said.

"We all know there's something wrong with it, and it's a big problem," Alfred said helplessly.

"It's not a physical problem," Bruce thought, thinking about many things in an instant. "It's not like there haven't been reports of unusual villains appearing in other places, but they're all isolated cases, and nowhere near as many as the freaks in Gotham City. Now that I think about it, isn't it strange?"

"Maybe all the freaks just happened to come to Gotham," Alfred shrugged.

"Coincidence." Bruce said, "That's the key. What creates this coincidence? What force in Gotham is attracting freaks, or is it creating freaks?"

Alfred was fascinated and couldn't help asking, "What is it?"

"It's an evil spirit," Bruce said seriously, "a very scary evil spirit, or a demon, or maybe a werewolf? A vampire?"

"I think it's a giant bat." Alfred said with a smile. He obviously didn't comment on his master's answer. Before he came to the Wayne family, he was an elite ace in the army. He had fought in countless dense forests, but he had never seen any supernatural powers.

Moreover, for ordinary people, Batman, Bane, Riddler, Penguin and other people all look like supernatural beings, but as the master's logistics officer, the more he sees, the more he knows that things that look weird often have reasons.

Well, the same thing applies - except for the clown.

Bruce didn't pay attention to Alfred's joke. He had no sense of humor when he was serious. He just frowned and thought about it, but the more he thought about it, the more difficult it seemed.

The super-pure brilliant energy that could instantly destroy at least hundreds of meters in radius could only last for four or five seconds at most in front of Gotham's unknown enemies. Moreover, it was already extremely weak in the fourth and fifth seconds. In fact, it only lasted for three seconds.

How strong would it take to deal with the evil spirit hiding in Gotham?

At least even if he took the crystal from Yotsuya Miko, he would definitely not be able to do it. If it was Kasa himself, it might be possible... But unless he was at his wit's end and the world was coming to an end, he would never consider an unknown person like Kasa as a backup option!

"Since Gotham hasn't been destroyed yet, it means that the thing either doesn't want to destroy Gotham, or it may be dormant or sealed. If it's the latter, maybe I should look for our own extraordinary person?"

Bruce was clear in his thinking. Since he hadn't been able to develop sufficiently powerful technology yet, he had to hold on to some other cards first. Although the extraordinary things in his own world didn't mean they were trustworthy, it was better than the outsiders, right?

Weighing the two options, he would rather use people from his own world.

"This crystal..." Bruce weighed the crystal that had run out of energy. Although it had been fully discharged, it still felt warm and sunny when held in his hand, making him unconsciously feel cheerful and positive.

Bruce's eyes immediately became sharp!

Regardless of whether it was a conspiracy or not, he would not allow anything that would change his mental state to stay with him.

"Kasa, you are still too dangerous!"

"Ah... I'm sorry to interrupt your thoughts, sir, but the clown seems to have appeared." Alfred's eyes became sharp.

If there are any enemies in Gotham right now that can make him lose confidence in his master, there are only two: Bane and the Joker. The former broke the master's spine just two days ago, and the latter is a complete chaotic aggregate that scares anyone who sees him.

"The Joker?" Bruce was shocked. "What did he do again?"

Every time the Joker shows up, it becomes a big news, almost making the invincible Batman ptsd.

"This time... uh, eh? Weird, it seems like he didn't do anything?" Alfred was extremely surprised. "The Joker brought his improvised minions to the ring road, blocked the intersection, robbed an elementary school bus, and specifically asked Batman to show up?"

"That's all?" Bruce confirmed.

"That's all." Alfred nodded in confusion. For the clown, this was too easy.

But no matter what evil the Joker is planning, Bruce has to go.

"Be prepared for the worst, monitor the entire city at all times, and pay attention to anything unusual, Alfred."

"Yes, sir."

Batman, attack!

57. Clown: Guess right and you'll get a surprise, guess wrong and you'll get a reward

"Rag doll, rag doll~"

"Poor baby misses his mother~"

"Doll, I miss my doll. Doll, doll, I miss my mother~"

Humming and hawing, a unique melody was sung gracefully from the clown's mouth. If you ignore the cut scar on his mouth and the crazy and completely unpredictable look in the depths of his eyes, it seems like an ideal lullaby sung by a gentle person to comfort children.

But even though the children had all tried their best to huddle up, almost curled up into a ball, and closed their eyes, the clown still refused to satisfy the children's wish to stay away from him. Instead, he grinned frighteningly, moved closer to them crazily, and randomly grabbed a lucky child like a chicken.

"Oh~ Let the Joker see, um, um, how pitiful, only in the third grade of elementary school and already encountered a terrorist attack, ah, ah, how pitiful, is this outrageous Gotham going to allow us to survive? Where do all the taxes we pay go? This damn little bat, he doesn't even know how to control those officials!"

The Joker was filled with righteous indignation, and for a moment he seemed like an angry young man who was rising up for Gotham. But just when the child thought he was about to blurt out "Look, I'm going to kill some bugs in the city hall to save this rotten and dilapidated city", the Joker suddenly changed the subject, laughed, and exerted force with his hands.

He no longer let the child hang in the air, but threw the lucky guy heavily to the ground. He bent down and stretched out his hands to suppress the child, preventing him from getting up. He carried the lucky guy on the ground for a short distance and came to the outside of a tank painted with a disgusting red paint.

"Wuwaaaaaaaaa——" Lucky's struggle did not arouse any sympathy from the clown.

He simply grabbed the wailing, frightened child and spun him around in front of the tank. Then he scratched his already messy hair and muttered unsatisfiedly, "Too ugly, too ugly."

When the child was picked up again, he saw a long line of police cars and fully armed police officers lined up in the distance at the intersection. He struggled even more fiercely: "Save me! Save me, ahhhhh, help me!"

Ever since Commissioner Gordon took office, the citizens of Gotham have occasionally begun to have some expectations of these police officers when they have no other choice.

But although his call was conveyed, no police officer took any action.

"Silly child, how can you be so naive? If your clown uncle doesn't have a few automatic bomb programs on him, why is he walking around here? Be good and don't bother the police officers' already irritated ears. Be a good boy, understand, huh?"

The clown smiled, raised a finger to the stunned, pale child, and hushed softly.

He planted bombs all over Gotham. If the police dared to take even a step closer, the whole Gotham would explode into the sky. Only his little bat, the little bat he thought about day and night, was allowed to get close to here.

But now he is really bored. He can't just sit there and do nothing before the little bat comes over to make love with him. Shouldn't he find some appetizers to eat?

"Good boy, tell Uncle Clown, do you like a smiling doll or a crying doll?"

The clown waited expectantly for the heartbroken child to answer him.

If the child wanted to smile and turn into a rag doll, he would sew the child's mouth into a crying face, and then use a tank to crush the crying doll into a rag doll. Otherwise, he would sew it into a smiling face.

Unfortunately, the child didn't choose any of them. After being put down by him, he just knelt on the ground and kowtowed tremblingly, making "Aba Aba" sounds, as if he had been scared to the point of losing his voice and becoming mute.

so boring.

The clown curled his lips, pulled out his pistol and was about to shoot the boring toy.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out, but the victims that appeared with the noise were the Joker's hand and the deadly pistol - Batman jumped down from the Batplane flying through the air, shot out his grappling gun, and hooked the real gun that was threatening the child from the Joker's hand, leaving the Joker with the first wound of their meeting.

"Aha!" the clown laughed wildly.

At this moment, the subordinates who were hiding nearby and were randomly recruited by him recently launched an attack on the police surrounding them with various heavy firepower, to prevent that group of people from disturbing his long-awaited meeting with the little bat.

Batman's arrival also made the frightened child recover all of a sudden. After all, he had just been devastated and was not completely broken. Now he was like a ship drifting on the sea, seeing the lighthouse and getting the target, and hurriedly crawling away.

"Oh, great, great, how great! Our Gotham's beacon has saved another poor boy, ahaha!"

Batman did not respond to the Joker's sarcastic words of praise in a serious tone, but after rolling to the ground, he launched an attack directly and started a boxing fight with the Joker.

When he's not plotting anything, the Joker is clearly no match for Batman in close combat. This isn't his strength, so he's now completely at a disadvantage.

But this is even more bizarre.

"What is your plan?" Batman asked as he banged the Joker's head against his knee.

The clown is a person with a strong desire to perform. He will certainly mislead people by telling nine lies and one truth or nine truths and one lie, but when you are at a loss, asking the clown directly is also a way to break the deadlock.

But this time the clown didn't answer. He just grinned, and feeling that the fight was almost over, he raised his hands as if he had surrendered.

Only the Joker's surrender is unbelievable.

Without saying a word, Batman spun around and kicked the Joker, who flew backwards like a tattered rag and hit the tank that he had painted red.

Now he was the one who became a rag doll.

However, the strange thing was that the clown really surrendered sincerely, lying motionless on the ground, raising his hands again, and said like teasing a puppy:

"Ahh~ The invincible Lighthouse has defeated the pathetic Joker, who is too weak to challenge our great Batman. He has admitted defeat, he has admitted defeat, and will spend the rest of his life in Arkham Asylum. It is so sad and heartbreaking."

Even a fool could see that he had no sincerity at all, but the fact was that he really gave up resistance and took out all the bomb detonators on his body, threw them over, and then shrugged to indicate that he had no more.

Well, if Batman is suspicious, he can still go and search his ass to see if there is any stock in there. He is always welcome.

Testimonials

After exciting updates, this book will be on the shelves within a month.

There were two original intentions for writing this book. One was to save various tragedies, and the other was to write about the ideal Ultraman and the Land of Light.

Needless to say, the former is partly due to the helplessness towards the authorities. Ginger filmed scenes such as Zoffy kneeling down, Nais and Zaas shirking responsibility and screaming at the enemy while running away, which completely made the ideal planet of the Kingdom of Light difficult to describe.

Although these are essentially insignificant and do not affect the most basic setting of the ideal hometown of the Land of Light, it is natural that the Land of Light should not have these situations and scenes.

Ultraman is Ultraman, not an enlarged version of human. They are indeed very humble, but they are indeed the eternal savior. They will also recognize Noah and Lao Wang's god-like power and status beyond the universe. They will respect them, but will never kneel down in awe.

Even if it is the God Four, if he does something wrong, Ultraman will point at the God Four's nose and scold him, and will not compromise in the slightest because of the power gap between the two sides. This is Ultraman, this is the Kingdom of Light.

The Kingdom of Light is not a bunch of empty talkers who are unaware of darkness and the moral lower limits of living things. They have witnessed the most tragic tragedies and the deepest darkness in the human heart, but they still bear all the weight, never being knocked down, and never revealing any of it. They only carry people's most beautiful fantasies in the universe, spreading the best things and the moral upper limit of living things.

So we can see that in the entire Ultra Universe, even darkness has become inclined towards order.

This is the real Kingdom of Light, this is what the Kingdom of Light should look like.

Ultraman will be defeated and die in battle. They will never be invincible, but they will never be mentally oppressed by reality. Their hearts will always be beautiful.

This is the Ultraman I recognize.

5

Chapter 58: God on Earth? I understand, you are the human form of Ultraman!

What does the Joker want to do?

Looking at the Joker who had given up resistance and seemed happy to be restrained, Batman's mind raced and he did not act rashly. His brain worked quickly because he knew that based on past experience, he probably didn't have much time.

When facing the enemy clown, basically no matter what you do, it is wrong. This chaotic thing is not like a person at all, but a collection of contradictions. Every time it appears, it will inevitably bring a moral dilemma that forces you to fall into a dilemma.

If it were the situation in the past, hitting the Joker would definitely not be the right answer, stopping would not be the right answer, thinking would not be the right answer, not thinking would not be the right answer, showing up would not be the right answer, and not showing up would not be the right answer - all options are wrong, because everything had been planned by the Joker before it happened, and he would not leave anyone with any option that could be considered "good".

In the end, even Batman had to swallow a relatively bitter pill.

And this time it seems like everything is going well, but it would be ridiculous to think that.

Batman observed carefully and found that the Joker was indeed a little different this time. There was visible boredom and tedium on his face, and he made no secret of his goal, which was to be caught by him and sent to Arkham Asylum.

To achieve this goal, hijacking school buses and planting bombs are just a little bit of fun.

Can that prevent the Joker from achieving his goal?

The answer is no.

Even though Arkham Asylum couldn't trap the Joker, compared to other places, at least it could ensure that the Joker wouldn't disappear the next second after entering. Apart from that place, even the most heavily guarded police station couldn't have this effect.

Unless Batman is willing to imprison the Joker in one of his bat caves.

But that was absolutely not possible. First of all, this was already a bit beyond his usual principles. He didn't want to commit illegal detention unless it was absolutely necessary. And most importantly...

With the Joker's intelligence, as long as he has stayed in one Batcave, he will be able to find other Batcaves immediately. In the future, these secret bases will become a joke, and Batman will lose his secrets and trump cards. Such a loss is unacceptable.

So as long as he catches the Joker, he will have to send this guy to Arkham Asylum.