The two girls, who had been full of hope just moments ago, instantly looked as sick as if they had swallowed flies.
They had indeed hoped Batwoman would come to help, but not this Batwoman!
How could The Batman Who Laughs possibly help enemies like them for no reason? There had to be some terrifying scheme behind it. This was far worse than Bane's City.
Rain hammered against the leaves with a rushing hiss. Aside from the sound of flowing water from somewhere unknown, even Constantine had nothing to say.
The Batman Who Laughs' black skintight leather suit gleamed after being soaked by the rain. The Nth Metal goggles on his head allowed him to see the colors of emotions. In his mad world, there was really only red, with only a few people appearing differently.
For example, Demon Lord Trigon looked like a humanoid black hole to The Batman Who Laughs, as though he did not exist in this world at all.
With a broad smile, The Batman Who Laughs stopped ten meters away from the group and casually planted his hands on his hips. "Ah, I actually know what you're thinking. 'Why is it this guy?' 'Oh, what rotten luck.' But you know what? That's real life. Sometimes, you just don't get a choice. Hehehe."
Donna pulled Raven behind her, shielding her as the two slowly backed away, apparently planning to run while the villains were not paying attention.
But Trigon was not so easygoing. He pointed a finger at The Batman Who Laughs, and an explosion immediately erupted where the Dark Knight stood. It was like a Napalm Bomb had detonated. No dirt flew through the air; there was only a sea of fire that continued burning even beneath the rain.
Trees and animals alike were charred