"You damn, boring guy!"
Joker seemed not to have expected Shane to have such a reaction, and the weird smile finally turned into an angry curse.
"You are a "Superman" who can go to heaven and earth, and is omnipotent!"
"How could you be so calm when you were teased by an ordinary person like me and even almost lost your life!"
"Don't you have any dignity as a strong person?!"
Shane tilted his head, his right hand always covering the back of his left hand. His strong body was the best defense. Even if he stayed to continue talking to the other party, there was no need to worry about the other party making a surprise attack and destroying the positioning transmitter in his hand first.
"As long as my mind can think clearly, dignity is not as important to me as life."
"It's too superficial to define a strong person only by going to heaven and earth. This world is not my home planet. The people there are accustomed to always using primitive but pure physical fighting no matter what problems they solve."
"Although it is barbaric and bloody, at least there is no conspiracy behind the scenes. The culture there simply cannot accommodate the growth of a person who likes to play dirty tricks."
"But the earth is different. After I came to the earth, I met an extremely powerful teacher. In terms of power, she is tens of thousands of times more powerful than the person named Batman."
"But my teacher told me that if one day she and Batman had a conflict and the two sides had to use force to resolve it, she would not dare to let Batman choose the address for the duel."
"Because Batman always plays dirty tricks."
"Most people who have just obtained Superpowers always feel that now that they are no longer afraid of ordinary guns, missiles, they can sit on everyone's head and shit."
"Gene viruses, nanotechnology, Magic Witchcraft, if you can only go to heaven and earth or be invulnerable, you can't be completely immune to these more advanced human "wisdoms"."
Shane gestured to the nanometer Grid in front of him.
"My skin is tough enough to support me from crashing into the land and enduring thousands of degrees of heat, but this damn thing made of who knows what can cut my nails into pieces with ease."
"Considering that you may have more similar "super weapons" hidden in your hands."
"Then I can completely regard you as a strong man who may take away my life at any time."
"Choosing to avoid war should be a wise move, rather than caring about the dignity of a strong man. I'm looking for you everywhere like I've lost my mind, and then you are happy to see me stepping on you everywhere and setting up a trap for who knows how long."
Joker was silent for a moment.
Then came an even louder scream.
"I have never seen a guy like you! You are not only boring than Batman, you are boring than Aquaman, you are boring than Wonder Woman!"
Shane laughed lightly.
"Oh? Are they still alive?"
"Why didn't the people who intercepted me in this world see the Batman, Aquaman, and Wonder Woman you mentioned?"
"There is also Lex Luthor on our earth. Let me guess, according to Luthor's habits, wouldn't all the non-boring people you mentioned be killed by him?"
Joker, who was already mentally unstable, seemed to have received some kind of stimulation.
"Batman is not dead! Batman will never die!"
"Only I can kill Batman in this world! When Batman falls into my hands, I will torture that miserable guy ten thousand times!"
Shane's expression, hidden by the mask, finally revealed a hint of a faint smile.
He even pretended to be interested and slightly raised his right hand, which was tightly covered by the locator on the back of his left hand.
"Why do you only hate Batman so much?"
Joker scolded without hesitation.
"Because he's a pathetic, incompetent maggot!"
"He was the one who should have died from the beginning! But he was frightened by that gun! If he had pulled Bruce behind him, if he could have protected Bruce!"
The voice of Joker sounded very clearly in Batcave.
Shane's side was only unilaterally cut off from Batcave's transmission to him, but it did not interfere with Shane's other devices capturing the signals of that world.
Among the crowd, Oracle Barbara and Nightwing looked at the figure standing in front of Batcomputer in great shock.
Shazam was a beat too slow.
It wasn't until I noticed that everyone's eyes were focused on Batman that I seemed to realize something.
"Oh."
"Oh my God."
Batman, who originally heard that Joker's voice was a sharp female voice, didn't react much.
That kind of extremely crazy depression, and the vocal cord tissue that has been damaged by some kind of chemical agent, makes the sound that no one can relate to at all.
But when those curse words were cursed at Batman in another world, the woman finally stopped being sharp and instead let out an uncontrollable whimper that was transmitted to Batcave.
The upright muscles and bones that were supposed to never be destroyed by any setback completely collapsed at a certain moment.
My father is Batman and I can still resist.
My mother has become Joker, which is not something ordinary people can resist.
Especially after being hostile to Joker for so long, I clearly knew that underneath Joker's crazy-looking smile, he was clearly suffering from the same severe mental illness and tremendous mental pain.
At the scene, only Skeletor Superman, who had no idea what those words meant or what they represented, was the first to react.
"His blood is flowing too fast!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Skeletal Superman rushed forward and held up Batman's shaky body.
Skeletal Superman, whose eyes glowed slightly red and checked again with X-ray eyes, reminded everyone sternly.
"Many capillaries in his brain ruptured and bleed under high pressure, and he must receive treatment as soon as possible!"
Batman was still struggling to get rid of Skeletal Superman's arm, so he took out a locator and put it on his hand.
"Cyborg, open the shuttle door and let me pass!"
"I have to go there!"
But the tall body was shaky and could not even stand completely.
Nightwing rushed up and tried to stop him, but was punched in the face by Batman, sending him flying.
"Get away! I said, let me pass!"
Not to mention the chaos over there in Batcave.
Shane, however, silently took out another letter from Batman's hand with Thomas' envelope before setting off for the first time.
"Now, Sir Harley Quinn, I would like to send you this letter from someone in our world."
All sharpness and sorrow came to an abrupt end.
A few seconds later.
A vague and chaotic sound of footsteps was captured by Shane's ears.
It comes from deep underground, about one hundred and twenty meters away.
But Shane did not choose to rush in and capture the opponent.
Instead, he stood there and waited quietly.
Until the sound of rusty door leaves turning was heard from a building next to me.
A woman with messy green hair and black eye makeup that was washed away by tears into black and gray ravines on her pale face.
Even though I had seen the stamp through some hidden surveillance facilities, I still couldn't help but ask.
"That's--ahem, whose letter is that?"
In order to make his voice less sharp, he coughed several times so hard that the words he spat out were extremely hoarse.
Shane handed the letter to the woman behind him.
"From Bruce, Bruce·Wayne."