Sweat kept beading on Bai Lang's forehead, the countless droplets falling to the ground.
Four indistinct, dark-red lines appeared faintly across his forehead.
Veins bulged across his body like towering dragons. His bones cracked continuously, and his muscles swelled to their limits.
His Magnetic Field Power dwindled rapidly. The fifty thousand horsepower of power was almost completely drained, and Bai Lang felt as though his body was about to be wrecked by the strain.
Suddenly, just as his strength was about to run out,
his body felt light. His feet left the ground, and he seemed to float in the air.
Arkham Asylum.
"Come on! Come inside me! Let's enjoy ourselves together, have fun..."
His deranged words rang out.
Director Gordon gazed through the glass at Second Generation Joker, who alternated between madness and sobbing. He couldn't tell whether this was a good thing or a bad one.
"Such a terrifying change. I can't imagine what he went through..." Gordon furrowed his brows as he speculated.
When Batman had brought Second Generation Joker back, he'd been filthy from head to toe. Even Dr. Arkham had shaken his head in amazement, wondering how he'd managed to survive.
Dr. Arkham stood off to the side, holding Joker's medical examination report.
Batman, Bruce, stared blankly at Second Generation Joker behind the glass.
Remembering the scene he'd just witnessed sent a chill through him.
He did his best to keep his voice from trembling.
"You really don't want to know..."
Gordon nodded. When Batman had brought Second Generation Joker back, he'd looked so wretched he was almost unrecognizable.
The sight was enough to send a chill through any man who saw him.
After Batman brought Second Generation Joker back, the video Bai Lang had recorded began spreading like wildfire online.
Before long, everyone