Chapter 637 The Joker and the Batman Who Loves Him
OMG.
Think about it, dear.
What a boring world this is.
The sun always rises from the east and sets from the west, I mean, the sun never wants to try one day like, "Hey, would it be fun if I came out from the west?"
The police are always catching criminals for corruption, bribery or other messy things. Everyone is playing their own role in this huge cage. No matter how much disgust they have in their hearts, they never think of escaping from this prison. room.
Compared with living people, they look more like perfect lambs that have been programmed and domesticated in a world of order.
Hahaha.
Life is just a very scary nightmare, and most people are addicted to it and never want to wake up.
This world is full of traces of polishing, and I gradually understood that this lump of dirt with hints and accidents running through it was so sick, imperfect, and broken.
It does not exist now and it never existed in the past.
Even in the future, there will not be a Creator plan, a divine decree, or a bearded white superhero to gradually implant the idea of harmony into the little brains of every creature in the universe.
The whole universe is just a botched project, and everyone suffers from it, just like sitting behind a desk or wearing a bench jacket, everyone finds this life miserable.
For a long time, even before I learned the fate of my failure through the hyper-temporal stream, I was obsessed with wishing to destroy the entire universe and everything about it.
I had wanted to unleash my magic in a grand and exciting massacre that would then have a healing effect on all the destruction caused.
The skulls screaming blood and violence will all belong to me, thanks to those who support me...and then I will repair everything, and I will leave behind a new universe that is clean and peaceful.
I am the Imperial Jester.
I wanted to destroy the universe.
But I failed. This is not because of my lack of strength or change of plans, but because of the existence of a person.
Batman.
My Batman, my Bruce. The five-dimensional divine power revealed to me the only thing that I cannot destroy, the only thing that makes sense and can bring me comfort in this boring and ridiculous world.
When I was planning to bid farewell to this world and become an eternal star cooperating with the Seventh Little Seal Constellation, it was Batman who pulled me back from the brink of destruction.
Over the years, Batman has saved me time and time again. He has pulled me back from the brink of self-destruction and then told me that I will always have a goal to chase for the rest of my life. Our story will never stop. They will be entangled throughout their lives.
Our game never stops, and even though Batman would never admit it, I know deep down he enjoys it too.
I'm like the opposite of Batman... without demons, how can there be angels?
Batman is not a specific person to me, but a symbol. No matter when and where, he can always touch my heart.
But generally speaking, Batman rarely takes the initiative to participate in the games between us. He always behaves in a very awkward manner and has no choice but to do so, but that is also the fun of Batman and my fun.
But under normal circumstances, I am always the one who takes the initiative.
Alas, who told me to need Batman more? In a relationship, the guy who needs others more is always the weaker one.
But this Batman is different. Did you know? He's not the same Batman I've known before.
First of all, he is undoubtedly a Batman, not a fake like the Laughing Bat or Iron Fist wearing the skin of Batman. But the next thing that makes him most different from other Batmans is:
He actually took the initiative to play with me!
"You're a troublemaker."
At this moment, at this moment. Parallax Magic Hal looked at this funny little jester-like creature that appeared next to the Emperor's Clown:
"You don't want to be stupid enough to rescue the Emperor's Jester."
"Actually, this is not what I came for." said the troublemaker.
When faced with Parallax Hal, who is stronger than him, Troublemaker appears to be particularly honest. He didn't come here to fight this time, but to recover his own strength. Taunting Hal would only make him unhappy. The troublemaker decided to control his bad mouth... just once in a while.
Five-dimensional creatures are not invincible. In addition to being controlled by the World Forger, the most famous failure of Troublemaker is being caught and beaten by Superboy-Prime, who gave him a black nose and a swollen face.
The creatures in the fifth dimension have the same characteristics as Dr. Manhattan. They are at every node of the super-time flow at the same time. Therefore, the troublemakers are not divided into the troublemakers in the past and the troublemakers now. They appear at any time and anywhere from beginning to end. Troublemakers are all the same.
"In fact, I came back to reclaim the power of the Emperor Clown. You have to know that the Emperor Clown's use of my power is an abnormal occupation. I am just here to repair a trouble I once created."
"A trouble?" Hal asked: "Then why didn't you rush to solve this trouble as soon as he became a trouble?"
"I couldn't, because he took away 99% of my power at that time."
Hal looked at the other person.
"Then you look like you have all the power now."
"That's because I have these powers back now."
Hal looked at the Emperor Clown next to him again.
"But his power is not reduced at all now."
"It won't be like this after I take back my power."
"So after you take back his power, you will have two powers?"
"No, of course it's still one! What are you thinking?"
Parallax Hal was completely confused, so he decided to give up pursuing this, and then he said: "You can't just take away his power like this, I also need this fifth-dimensional divine power to help me..."
"This is your business, and I don't know where I smelled the smell of bat mites." The troublemaker said: "Bat mites, where are you?"
No one answered.
Hal was a little too lazy to think about it, he stretched out his hand directly to the troublemaker, but then the troublemaker appeared in front of the Emperor Clown in a flash.
Hal frowned slightly, he didn't understand where his attack on the other party went, and that attack was simply a drop in the ocean to the troublemaker.
But this is impossible, even creatures in the fifth dimension can't ignore his attack.
The Trickster must have used some method to divert the attack, some method to change the time and space of his attack, and then turn it into nothing or use it for other purposes.
The Trickster didn't care what Hal was thinking, he couldn't wait to grab the Emperor Joker's shoulder: "You..."
He tried to absorb the opponent's power, but absorbed nothing. On the contrary, the Emperor Joker showed him a grim smile.
"The power Batman gave me... you are here."
He said: "Oh my God, what a touching gift!"