Apparently, Doctor Bedlam still had not quite processed what was happening when the battle began.
The bald man stood there with his mouth open, as though he had just heard some brutal truth he could not accept.
So the tourists who had entered the maze did not care about the Escape Room at all. They were after his body and had even brought Black Diamond to capture him alive!
Too dark. There were not even people this dark on Apokolips.
How could they criticize the maze while harboring such sinister intentions? Was his maze not the most worthy subject of attention in the multiverse?
It had been a scam from the start. How despicable. Earth humans—no, the chimp had to be included too—were all the scum of the universe!
But it was too late to realize that now. As a scientist, when he watched Deathstroke approach with a lightsaber in hand, his first thought was not how to fight back, but how to escape.
Yes, in terms of direct combat ability, he was not even as capable as that Darkseid statue from before. His strengths lay in poisons and technology, as well as brainwashing and mind-control techniques.
But mind control and poisons had already been tested in the maze.
Throughout the journey of these three humans and one chimp, Doctor Bedlam had tried countless times to control them with psychic power, but he had not succeeded even once.
His invisible psychic tentacles reached out, only to slam into an unseen, icy wall. Not only did they return empty-handed, but they also left him in unbearable pain.
As for the Paranoid Pill, he had tried that too. Whether solid or gaseous, mixed into food or drinks, Deathstroke could identify it—and then casually eat, drink, and digest it himself without leaving a