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Chapter 951 The name is hell(1/2)

On the other end of the universe membrane, the dark multiverse.

The slightest destruction of the light side did not cause any turmoil in this chaotic and sinful world, because in this dark multiverse, what happens every moment is even more crazy than the multiverse.

What is it to destroy a mere observer clan? A single god was born, and two creation gods were killed.

Naturally, there are higher gods to solve the above things, and no one else needs to worry too much - here, meddling in other people will die.

But the Sandman didn't care about this, he walked floating in the dark multiverse world, observing this fallen universe.

Massacre and extinction are happening all the time. Even the lower class people who have no combat effectiveness are always in the cycle of robbery and being robbed.

The rule of the world of the dark multiverse is that no matter how kind and just life is, it will eventually become crazy and extreme. The Nightmare Knights composed of a group of Batmans was established because of this.

No matter how righteous and firm the original intentions of these Batmans are, their fate has long been destined to be rational madmen - whether they kill people or not, whether they cross the boundaries of law and criminals, their fate will be miserable.

This is the world rules of the dark multiverse, and the supreme will formed by the gathering of countless fallen and broken universes.

The Nightmare Knights are the sharp sword in the hands of Bat God Barbatos.

"What a good team, but unfortunately they are a little weak."

The Sandman wandered in the nightmare of countless villains, listening to the endless demands of these dark guys, sometimes sighing, and finally setting his eyes on the Nightmare Knights.

In the dark multiverse, the Nightmare Knights are the brilliant jewelry on the crown of Barbatos.

The Sandman looked at the dreams of every Nightmare Knight, and all kinds of crazy killings continued to happen, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Always observing nightmares can make people bored.

The Sandman looked at a deformed big guy again. In the dark multiverse, this guy was not so vicious in his dreams.

Although it is still mainly dark tones, the charming light in it is firm and stubborn.

This is an alien.

"Aren't you tired?" The Sandman flew over and communicated with this ugly big guy.

Bruce looked up, looked at the Sandman coldly, then lowered his head, continued his work, and said in a deep voice: "The real Batman will never be tired."

"Even if you're sleeping?"

"Even if you're sleeping."

The Sandman was silent for a moment, stretched out his neck to look at Bruce's busy drawings, which listed complex formulas that made people dizzy and included derivation of the transformation of energy and vitality.

"With my help, you don't need to get yourself so exhausted..."

The Sandman grabbed a long, sexy white hair and tactfully persuaded him.

Bruce glanced at him coldly, clearly with a strong sense of vigilance and distrust.

Just kidding, how could such an important weapon be used to give a fake hand to outsiders according to his temper? What's more, the Sandman who suddenly ran out and threatened to help him, and was also constantly exerting psychological hints on him through his dreams!

The Sandman had a headache even more. He found that he had greatly underestimated the willpower of Batman of the main universe. This was so firm that he was even terrible that he had a neurotic will that he could not compare to him!

The Sandman dared to swear that it was the first time in his life that he had seen such an alien. With the will of a mortal, he overwhelmed most gods. This guy set up one spiritual trap after another for himself, almost transforming his spiritual world into a bottomless and chaotic quagmire.

Anyone who wants to touch, just cracking the first layer, will face many layers of mental barrier disorder. This guy has calculated various bad possibilities and imposed countless spiritual hints and mental traps, such as what will happen when he is invaded by a spirit, and how to save himself when he cannot wake up...

I really don’t know how he usually maintains this messy and terrifying spiritual world, and why he hasn’t completely lost himself into a lunatic.

The Sandman once suspected that the Batman in this main universe had actually been crazy, and only after the gathering of countless madmen's thoughts, he pieced together this seemingly normal will.

As the third brother of the Endless Family, the Sandman has been around for too long and has seen countless lives, but he was shocked by this Batman.

You can also resist the difficulties and difficulties in the open and secret of your own spiritual modification in the dream world... You are really a ghost!

The faithful Sandman was defeated in his most professional field and was in a wax at that time.

"What are you doing? If there is nothing important, leave and I should wake up." Bruce slowly folded the information in his hand and put it in his arms. When he woke up, the information would be engraved in his mind forever.

"The war is about to begin, Bruce, you have to hurry up."

The Sandman said.

Bruce's eyelids trembled slightly. If he had woken up, he would not even have this subtle movement. Only in his dreams would he reveal what he was thinking.

This feeling was awful, and Bruce was desperate to leave this damn world, and he didn't trust the Sandman.

"What's even more difficult is that there are many changes that shouldn't be happening in this war, I don't know whether it's good or bad... Your teammate, Clark, recently accepted the invitation from Golden Superman, joined a Superman alliance across the multiverse, and attacked Apocalypse in person."

"Eternal death, at least temporarily, a god of destruction called the God Talisman replaced him. This guy also killed the Star Swallowing Star and is now planning to destroy the multiverse."

"The universe god group has no traces. It seems that the justice has taken them back. Only some mass-produced consumables are still active in the multiverse, which is useless."

"Babatos probably...can't help it."

The Sandman slowly tells about the changes in the multiverse.

Batman listened quietly and analyzed quickly. In just a few seconds, he spoke again: "Don't forget the agreement between us, it's time."

The Sandman nodded slowly: "Your drawing is ready?"

"After 80%, I will improve the rest during the construction process... the other guys will not be at peace, and the remaining 20% ​​will become a gap for us to fight against each other."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and became even darker as he left.

With the sound of closing the door, the lights in the bat cave were completely extinguished, but the Sandman was still emitting bright white light.

The Sandman frowned slightly. As agreed, he would impress the other Nightmare Knights and push them to help Bruce build the weapons on the drawings.

Originally, Sandman didn't take this little thing seriously at all because it was too simple, but now it seems... Batman in the main universe is so difficult to influence. Will the nightmare bats that emerge from the dark multiverse be simpler?

"No, it's okay to say anything else. The laughing bat is an exception. That sensible madman always feels that he is even harder to deal with than the main cosmic bat."

The Sandman's figure slowly disappeared, and finally, he looked at Bruce deeply: "Even if I can't interfere with their thoughts is within your plan? What a crazy guy..."

If possible, the Sandman really wants to slap these troublesome guys to death, a group of guys who are essentially mortals, how come one is more weird than the other?

How can you, the ancient god, feel that the existence of you, is like a creature?

...

Bruce woke up, and what was reflected in his eyes was the hall as dark as ever.

call!

Bruce jumped over and quickly looked around, while listening to the most obscure sounds and feeling the fluttering of the air.

Five minutes passed.

Peace and nothing happened.

Bruce's tense nerves slowly relaxed.

This is a must-do daily routine he had. He didn't need such trouble. He could stay half asleep and half awake. Once other guys spy on him, he would find out at the first time.

In the past few years, Bruce has been doing this, constantly fighting with other Nightmare Knights, and the winner is barely in a 50-5 situation. As long as you can't kill, you will fight to the death.

If you win, the other guys will jump out to cause trouble for him together and rescue the defeated knights.

If you lose, what awaits him is cruel torture, such as bone-cutting cramps, it is all a little trick until you have tormented him for only one breath.

Although he is only alone, with the optimized version of the Destruction Day virus injected into his body, he can always recover as quickly as possible, and evolve and increase his strength.

The power of Batman in the main universe really shocked other Nightmare Knights. Gradually, the frequency of causing trouble for him decreased.

Unlike other Nightmare Knights, he, the new ravage, gradually gained recognition through extreme reason and cruel counterattack.

The rules of the Nightmare Knights are actually very simple. The more useful a person is, the more respect he can win. As for loyalty... to whom is loyal? Babatos? Don't be funny. As long as Babatos, the Batman's father, can always remain strong, the Nightmare Knight will always be his loyalty, the kind of loyalty who is willing to abandon his own life.

But if one day Babatos becomes weak and becomes weak, hahaha... who knows what will happen then?

It is better to be realistic, only realistic people can live longer.

"Hey, you sleep for three minutes and thirteen seconds more than usual~"

A strange laughter came out, and a figure slowly walked out of the dark shadow, and the crisp footsteps sounded in the empty hall with a cunning rhythm.

The ferocious mouth that occupied half of his face, and pointed teeth stretched across it. He walked to a pillar, leaned on it, and looked at Bruce sideways.

Both sides maintain a safe distance.

"I can see the activity of your brain, Bruce, what have you dreamed of~"

The bat laughed wildly at the bat with a barbed eye mask on his eyes and made a malicious laugh.

Bruce tried hard to maintain his heartbeat, blood circulation speed and brain thinking speed stability, and said in a deep voice: "Get out, or I'll throw you out."

In recent years, Bruce's temptation and research on the entire Nightmare Knights have never stopped. In every sinister and dying battle, he was confident that he had mastered most of their information, whether it was his preferences or combat methods, they were deeply engraved in his head.

This guy is the only exception.

Laughing bats.

This guy who always showed his hideous teeth always maintains a terrifying smile. He is just a mortal. He is really fighting for combat power, Bruce is confident that he can kill him within a second.

But he could not see through this guy.

A Batman who has integrated the Joker virus... Bruce clearly found his own shadow in the Joker's Risky Bat. If he was also infected with the Joker's virus during the fight with the Joker... would he become the next Joker's Risky Bat?

"What are you thinking? Your brain waves are fluctuating again, which can't be hidden from my eyes. I guess, you're thinking about the difference between you and me, right?"

The bat laughed wildly and terrifying laughter was clearly no different from the clown Bruce knew.
To be continued...
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