socalfunplaces Chapter 1118 The Laughing Bat: I Have an Ironclad Rule Against Killing
Chapter 1118 The Laughing Bat: I Have an Ironclad Rule Against Killing
Chapter 1118 The Laughing Bat: I Have an Ironclad Rule Against Killing
Both the Batman Who Laughs and Luther were completely bewildered.
Luther believed he had created a weapon that was completely subservient to him and had lost its self-awareness, while the Batman Who Laughs believed he would be resurrected in the body of Chen Tao, the supreme god of the universe, to have a final showdown with Doctor Manhattan, or that he had already destroyed Doctor Manhattan.
But when they realized that their plans had failed to be implemented, they both faced the same dilemma almost simultaneously: what to do next.
To some extent, both Lex Luthor and the Batman Who Laughs want to dominate the DC multiverse, and their goals are contradictory in this respect. However, now, Batman Dragon Chen Tao has become the biggest threat standing in their way, so a wise person would inevitably choose—
They joined forces again.
This has nothing to do with emotions; it's purely out of self-interest.
Soon enough, inside Luther's spaceship...
Lex Luthor and The Batman Who Laughs, who were just on the verge of exchanging barbs, sat down together politely, each with their own hidden agendas, to finalize the details of their next plan.
Since neither Luther nor The Laughing Man had anticipated the current situation, they must reach a consensus on their next course of action.
"I've been observing Batman Dragon's actions. He's using Barbatos to extract more Crisis Energy, and we can take advantage of that."
Luther quickly adjusted his mindset; in terms of intelligence, he naturally knew more than the newly resurrected Batman Who Laughs.
"—You mean to say that Batman: Dragon turned Barbatos into a living Crisis energy vessel?"
After briefly understanding the current situation, the Laughing Bat frowned slightly.
The Batman Who Laughs himself didn't realize that since his resurrection, he hadn't laughed much, acting like a serious Batman the entire time, which was rather unusual. Luthor noticed it too, but he didn't say anything, while the Batman Who Laughs was naturally oblivious.
He is now using his Bat-like thinking to try and predict the movements of Batman Dragon.
"If I were Chen Tao, the Dragon in Batman, I would not only turn Barbatos into a container for crisis energy, but also into a tool for collecting crisis energy."
"Batman Dragon must have created a flawed multiverse for Barbatos as a reward, a perfect victory for him, to help him constantly farm Crisis Energy," the Batman Who Laughs said. "Once we find this universe, we can manipulate the Crisis Energy that Barbatos absorbs, thereby controlling the outcome of Batman Dragon's battle against Doctor Manhattan, ensuring that it always exists in a state of neither victory nor defeat, while the two of us absorb that Crisis Energy behind him."
The Bat of Laughter didn't say what would happen after absorbing the crisis energy, nor how the profits would be divided. There's no need to talk about these things for now.
Their current cooperative relationship is still very fragile. The reason they haven't broken up immediately is simply because neither side has the ability to defeat the other.
"Can."
Luther nodded easily. He was about to ask the Batman Who Laughs how he planned to get the two of them to find the defective baby Yu Shen that Batman Dragon had created for Barbatos when they heard a loud bang from the spaceship not far away.
"What's going on?"
The Bat of Laughter turned to look at Luther.
"The black manta ray is trying to escape."
Luther replied, "This guy is a spy sent by the Justice League from the main universe to my side."
He took the lead, stood up, and walked out of the meeting room where they were discussing the matter, heading down the corridor. The Bat Who Laughs also stood up and followed Luther.
As he reached the door, he casually remarked, "Let's go, Robin."
Then he paused for a moment.
Oh.
Robin is no longer there.
Tim Drake was killed by him with an Uzi submachine gun in the Batcave. His son Damian surrendered to him and was driven insane, becoming one of the mad Robin Hounds.
Everything he once possessed is gone, leaving only ruins.
Just now, while discussing with Luthor how to deal with Batman Dragon, who had become completely evil, he had a hallucination, a hallucination of the past, as if he were still the mainstay of the Justice League, discussing with his friends how to deal with the enemy threatening the entire world.
All of that is in the past—in the past.
Time flies, my friend.
Just a few minutes later, this illusion crumbled.
The Bat of Mad Laughter was slightly dazed.
He began to reminisce about those old times, even though they were meaningless now.
He and Luther walked along the corridor for several dozen seconds, and then they saw Black Manta, surrounded by a dense array of steel robots in the middle of the corridor. He had lost his combat suit and was left with only a fly helmet, and his body was covered in wounds.
"You'd better surrender, David. Without combat uniforms, you can't possibly break through so many robots."
Luther walked behind the robot and looked at it indifferently.
"Besides, the outside world is a melting pot. If you try to escape, you'll be burned to death. If you kill me, you won't know how to operate the spaceship, and you'll still die. My friend—that's not how it works."
Black Manta was panting heavily. The main universe's Batman couldn't come to his rescue now. He hadn't originally intended to escape, but when those Lex Luthor robots tried to implant a control chip in him, he was forced to intervene.
He knew there was a reason Luther hadn't killed him. Rather than becoming a mindless zombie obeying Luther after being implanted with a control chip, he'd rather take a gamble now.
He used voice control to make his detached fly helmet shoot out a red laser, melting two robots standing together like butter, and then suddenly attacking them.
He could have taken Luthor hostage if he had been fast enough, but the robot guards reacted much faster than Black Manta had anticipated, which led to his current predicament. He wanted to blitz Luthor, but he wasn't fast enough to succeed.
"Robot's Work Log, three minutes ago. Why did the black manta ray run away?"
Luther reviewed the robot's work logs and ultimately concluded that Black Manta was too dangerous.
"Or we should just kill him. He's always thinking about escaping, which is a burden on the operation of the entire spaceship. I don't really need his combat power anymore."
He turned to the Laughing Bat: "You'll do it?"
The laughing bat remained silent.
Do we really have to take the other person's life?
The Iron Rule of Not Killing
Forget it, where's the iron? I've already killed the entire bat family.
Don't make your mad-laughing brother laugh.
The robot handed the Laughing Bat an energy gun.
The Laughing Bat took it and then aimed the gun at Black Manta.
Taking a life is so easy; all it takes is a gentle pull of the trigger.
The decision to kill the other person wasn't yours; you were merely an executor. You were simply fulfilling the test Luther gave you.
You can use this banality of evil to convince yourself.
Forget it.
"Hey, wait a minute, hee hee." The Batman Who Laughs put down his gun, stroked his chin, walked over to Luther, and hooked his arm around his shoulder.
"You see, killing him is very easy, but I have a plan now that will use Black Manta rays."
"That's what the Bat of Laughter said."
This is a complete lie. What plan could he possibly have that would involve Black Manta Ray?
But he still chose to do it.
"So don't kill him yet, I might still need him later."
"That's what the Bat of Laughter said."
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