All of Them Were Thinking of Leaping Up for a Surprise Attack

Zur-En-Arrh Batman was panting heavily.

At that moment, he was trapped inside a Dark Multiverse—a perfectly ordinary, unremarkable Dark Multiverse, at most suffering from a little corruption.

A whole lot of corruption.

Zur Batman stared expressionlessly at the apocalyptic wasteland below, where Man-Bats were everywhere.

The Man-Bat serum created by Gotham's villains could turn living people into giant flying bats while directly connecting the victims to the magical power of The Red.

But in this Dark Multiverse, the serum seemed to have undergone some kind of mutation. It had become something like a zombie virus, turning every living person into some kind of zombie bat monster with half its face rotted away. Even this universe's The Red seemed to have fused with The Black.

Of course, no matter how terrifying these viruses were, they could not infect Zur Batman, because he was Batman of the Prime Universe—or at least a body formed from one of the other Batman's ribs and secondary personality.

His existence naturally crushed every organism in this universe on the level of existence, just like smashing a metal figurine into a ceramic one.

Because of Barbatos and Batman Dragon's evil deal, Zur-En-Arrh Batman was now like a cream puff, stuffed full of all kinds of metal.

Once the deal between the two evil villains was complete, Zur Batman would be stuffed back into the body of Prime Universe Bat and become a rib again. Along with all that metal, he would ultimately be turned into a gateway.

So Zur-En-Arrh Batman knew that he had become the key man. He was the key to the two demon kings' deal. At that moment, he was desperately stretching the only part of himself he could still move—his head—in an attempt to break free from the enormous square mass beneath him—