Emperor Joker Wants to Test the Bat-Factor!?

Clang!

A member of the Third Army tore through a teleportation space from the void and jumped out, only to discover that he had not appeared at the point in time he had intended—the meeting hall where all the members of the Third Army had gathered—but in some strange place he could not make heads or tails of.

"Is anyone there? What's going on?"

The Third Army member immediately went on high alert. He flipped his palm slightly, and the seven-colored energy of the Emotional Spectrum slowly gathered into a small energy sphere, ready to strike at any moment.

At his peak, he could transform the energy of the Emotional Spectrum into terrifying rays and Seven-Colored Meridians to attack his enemies, but for now, he could not afford to use it so extravagantly.

He cautiously paced forward. All around him stood bizarre buildings and countless strange animals, abstract and Picasso-like, wandering about. There was everything imaginable.

The Third Army member even saw a walking skeleton hurrying along in a safety helmet, muttering things like "I'm going to be late for work," as he rushed past like the White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland.

The Third Army member fired a blast at the skeleton, instantly blowing him apart. His head rolled to the ground, his lifeless eyes staring up at the sky.

Nothing happened. There was no attack, no trap, and beating up Mr. Skeleton had produced no consequences.

Even so, this did not lessen the Third Army member's vigilance. He continued forward, and soon discovered a huge circus entrance behind the vegetation.

"What's going on? I have to get out of here." The Third Army member's vigilance had been raised to its absolute limit. He had gradually realized where he was:

This was clearly a pocket dimension constructed by the