Chapter 336 Bat's Dream, Who Is Mark?

"Who are you?"

The Joker looked at Lex Luthor who suddenly appeared in surprise.

"I'm Lex Luthor."

With a "bang", Lex casually threw the detached bomb at his feet, "Come to end your people."

"End me? Haha. I'm very curious, how are you going to do it?"

The clown laughed and smoothed his hair.

His green hair smelled strangely like a dangerous chemical.

"Just like this."

As soon as Lex finished speaking, he activated the power armor he carried with him.

With his body covered in black armor, he moved in front of the clown at lightning speed and punched him hard in the face.

"Plop"!

The clown, whose facial features were beaten and distorted, fell heavily to the ground.

Bruce looked at Lex who suddenly appeared, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Are you Lex Luthor?"

He knew the son of a well-known entrepreneur in the metropolis.

Although they are very similar, why did the other person become so old?

"To be precise, it's a different Lex Luthor from your world."

Lex came over and grabbed the knocked out clown and handed it to Bruce.

"You can understand that I am a person who traveled from another world. We are a parallel world."

Bruce hesitantly took the clown over and asked him, "You said you were a time traveler?"

"Yes, I need your help, Batman."

"What kind of help?"

Lex glanced at the Joker in his hand, "Maybe you should put it in Arkham Asylum first. I think I have enough time to talk to you."

Half an hour later.

On the rooftop of an office building, Bruce and Lex stood here.

It was drizzling in the sky, and Bruce's bat suit was soaked and glowed faintly in the night.

After listening to Lex's story, he fell silent.

After a while, he said to Lex: "At the beginning of my fight against crime and embarking on this path, there was a truth that made me sigh, that is, villains call themselves heroes but do not think they are evil, and Superman is not immune."

Bruce did not expect that the Clark he was familiar with would become a dictator and indiscriminate murderer in another world.

"You said it all started with the Joker. He tortured Superman, causing him to kill his pregnant wife with his own hands, and letting him detonate the nuclear bomb that destroyed Metropolis with his own hands."

Bruce further strengthened his idea, "You said that Superman killed the Joker, which made me more sure that fighting violence with violence will not work."

Lex nodded but said nothing.

After a long while, he looked into Bruce's eyes and said: "Batman and Superman in my world, they are forever trapped in yesterday, the crack on the table, the yesterday that can never be returned. Everyone likes the Son of Tomorrow, only Bruce pursued the person of yesterday and did not give up until the last moment. Our road has reached the end, and Bruce placed his last hope in him in another world. "

Lex said something that moved Bruce slightly, "We keep fighting."

The rain was getting heavier, the city was filled with fog, and countless black auras that depressed Bruce hit him.

Now that he knew that the other party knew his identity, Bruce no longer hid it.

He took off his bat helmet, revealing a young and angular face.

"I don't know if I can help you because I don't have as much experience as the Batman of your world."

Bruce said to him slowly: "Our life experiences are completely different."

"No, I believe you because I saw you deal with Black Mask and the Joker before. No matter which world you are in, Batman will not change."

late at night.

Bruce is sitting in that Hawaiian style bar.

He has imprisoned the Joker in Arkham Prison, and Lex Luthor has been separated from him.

The conversation with Lex couldn't calm him down for a long time.

After asking the bartender for a drink, Bruce waited and looked around.

Fishing nets hung from the ceiling, and inside were a pile of one-dollar bills, trapped in the nets like caught fish.

There are several old salt mills at the back of the bar.

Two girls sat quietly in the corner around a huge fish tank that looked like it was filled with Steady Cleanser.

Everything in the bar is decorated in a Hawaiian style.

A few minutes later, the bartender came over and made Bruce a drink called "Ancient Mariner."

The drink is served in a Hawaiian-style glass that looks like an angry Hawaiian god with a mouth like lightning bolts and eyes like church windows.

As Bruce watched, the bartender opened a long-neck lighter and the drink burst into flames.

The flames rippled, blue flames.

Bruce blew out the flame and took a sip.

Rum, allspice and citrus, it's smooth, warm and usually good, but when heated, the blues tastes like ashes and vinegar.

Tasting the drink in front of him one sip after another, Bruce fell into deep thought.

Will Clark become a Superman from another world? !

No, it's impossible!

Clark is Mr Padrick's godson.

For Bruce, who already regarded Peter and Peter's family as his family, he never imagined that Clark would become a wanton dictator and indiscriminate murderer. "No, Mr. Padrick won't let that happen."

Bruce murmured, "Besides, with John, Star-Lord, and Loki here, none of this will happen."

While comforting himself, Bruce suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Thinking it might be because of the drinks mixed by the bartender, Bruce lowered his head and closed his eyes to relax himself.

At the same time, another voice sounded in his mind: "No, Clark is a Kryptonian, he is not trustworthy, just like him in another world, he is always untrustworthy."

Just as he was caught in a chaotic thought, Bruce suddenly heard a scream.

He looked up and found that the customers in the bar were screaming, and the whole ground was shaking violently.

The salt mill in the bar fell to the ground, making a dull crashing sound.

The crowd began to shout and scream, and the fish tank fell to the ground in the chaos and was smashed to pieces.

The two girls in front of the fish tank were scared and fled.

"Damn it!"

Looking at everything in front of him, Bruce immediately rushed out of the bar.

Above the sky, there were unknown forces fighting.

Countless non-human creatures fell from the sky and attacked the human army on the surface.

Countless buildings collapsed in the attack, smoke and dust scattered, the ground shook violently, and the crowd screamed and exclaimed.

"No! Damn it!"

Bruce immediately got on the car and drove to his Batcave.

He rushed to the Batcave at the fastest speed, changed his equipment, and attacked the devil-like winged guy in the sky.

"Rumble" sounded, and Bruce drove the Batmobile on the street.

Faintly, he saw Clark's figure appear in the sky.

Clark, wearing a blue and black uniform with an "S" on his chest, launched an attack on the human army.

Looking at Clark who led the demon army to attack humans, Bruce was stunned for a moment.

Clark actually betrayed humans!

"Squeak"!

He stepped on the brakes of the Batmobile and turned a corner on the street, making a harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

Bruce got off the car and found himself standing in front of the burning hall.

Soldiers wearing heavy armor were attacking the hall on the ground.

Clark, wearing a blue and black uniform, landed heavily on the square in front of the hall with a "bang".

Clark, exuding a different aura, casually threw the chimpanzee-like guy's head to the ground, crushed it with one foot, and said to the girl standing in front of him, wrapped in a robe: "You can't stop me."

"You can't enter here, you can't hurt my father, now there is only one ending for you and me, that is, we will die together!"

The girl's purple energy spread out from her body.

The whole space was shaken by her, and the shadow of the shaking space roared towards Clark.

Clark dodged the attack and instantly moved in front of the girl covered with a cloak.

"You can't beat me, Raven!"

"Don't be arrogant here! You guy!"

Black wings grew out of Raven's body, and the energy of destroying everything swept the entire square in.

In order to avoid the impact, Bruce had to drive the Batmobile to avoid the aftermath of the battlefield.

When the aftermath of the battlefield weakened, Bruce rushed into the battlefield and saw that Raven had been beaten and fell to the ground.

Clark was standing in front of the ruins of the building. In front of him lay a young man covered in blood and wearing a blue and yellow uniform.

It seemed that the young man had been beaten by Clark. His glasses were broken, blood was constantly spitting out of his mouth, and several teeth were knocked out.

"I will stop you!"

The young man with glasses just said a word and was caught and thrown out by Clark.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The young man with glasses kept rolling on the ground, smashing the ground into pieces, and fell into a pool of blood again.

Facing Clark who was walking up, he uttered a sentence with difficulty, "I will not let you succeed!"

He staggered to his feet and put his hands in a boxing posture.

"For my father, I will never let you succeed!"

"Bang!"

The young man with glasses was smashed to the ground again.

Clark was suspended in the air and said to him coldly: "Mark, think about it, you are just an ordinary person. If you don't have this suit made by your godfather, you can't become a superhero."

"I know, I have been an ordinary person since I was a child, but I always want to be a person like my father."

The young man with glasses wiped the blood on his face, "I won't let you take a step forward!"

As he spoke, a strong momentum burst out from the young man with glasses.

Clark was shocked by the momentum of the other party.

In his incredible eyes, the young man with glasses actually flew up and rushed towards him!