Batman didn't want to listen to Eggman's introduction at all, what kind of predicted combat power parameters and the like, even with his brain power, he couldn't figure out how Egghead calculated that his creation could withstand half a superman. Vertex X 23 U S

Now is not the time to think about that, because the eggshells have begun to crack, a crack has opened in the glowing dome, and the sound of clattering is endless.

The trench coat fighter ran to Batman's side for the first time, he watched the changes in the dome, and asked in a somewhat solemn tone, "What shall we do?" ”

Batman found that he smelled of perfume on his body, and he was thin and not tall, could it be a woman?

He didn't mind having someone to help him on a temporary basis, though, and gender wasn't an issue, he replied in a low tone.

"We fight."

"Smack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound, and a sharp claw covered with a yellow carapace slammed out of the eggshell, and the sharp nails were particularly sharp in the electric light.

The trench coat fighter sniffed, and his mouth snorted:

"This scene reminds me of Jurassic Park, is this the treatment of a first-line superhero? The perk of fighting ancient creatures? ”

"It's not a dinosaur, and the egghead can't get active dinosaur genes."

Batman held down his belt, and he had to see that the other party was a cross between a human and something in order to initially judge what the other party's weakness was.

The truth is similar to what Batman said, if you want to achieve the level of hybrid dinosaur genes, even the pig face is almost there, and Dr. Ivo, who made Yamozhuo, probably has that ability.

Batman expects that Dr. Ivo is now working for Luther, and after the accident of Yamadra Jr. affected his research institute, Ivo had to send someone to the fence, and his source of funding has always been Luthor Enterprises.

Dr. Eggman was still dancing and tap-dancing and laughing happily, but because he didn't have the slightest force and couldn't even use a gun, Batman and the trench coat fighter ignored him.

But he was not willing to be lonely, perhaps sensing the two heroes' ignorance of him, he immediately emphasized: "Dinosaurs? What is a dinosaur?! My creation is a hundred times more powerful than a Tyrannosaurus rex! Stronger than Godzilla! Run for your life, I don't want to kill you! ”

Batman didn't move at all, he maintained a vigilant posture, the so-called biochemical monster that is a hundred times more powerful than the Tyrannosaurus Rex, or a biochemical monster that can top half a superman, what will it be?

He and the trench coat fighter saw it almost instantly, and a yellow spiky beak emerged from the eggshell.

At the junction of the pointed beak, there is slimy, hairless skin, and the pores on it are as dense as vesicles.

Then, as the monster's head showed more and more, they saw a sarcoma on the top of the monster's head, like a cockscomb......

"Wait? The scariest creature you say...... Is it a chicken? ”

The trench coat fighter couldn't help but turn his head to Egghead and ask, what is this, the so-called half-superman, the so-called neo-Godzilla, is the genetic fusion of humans and chickens.......?

Dr. Eggman nodded as a matter of course and restrained his smile: "Aren't chickens the scariest creatures?" Its origin is completely unknown, and it is the most terrifying monster in our world. ”

Trench Coat Fighter: "......."

"Don't believe me? You don't believe it? Dr. Eggman walked around in pain, slamming the back of his other hand with his palm: "I don't believe you ask Batman, did it come first, the chicken or the egg?!" ”

Batman: "........"

How can people answer such questions? I have to admit that Dr. Eggman's mouth cannon skills are extremely powerful, and he actually asked Batman to defeat.

The point is that I still think that what he said makes sense, because the origin of poultry is indeed unknown...... After the Papetua incident, Batman is really sensitive to these things whose origins are inexplicable.

While the two of them were speechless, the monster had already flown out of the dome, what kind of monster was this!

Aside from the fact that its head and neck resemble a chicken, the body underneath it is more like a patchwork of unrelated human limbs.

It has a large belly, and the belly is directly connected to the soles of the feet, and the legs are inversely linked to the feet, first the thighs, then the calves, and the calves are connected to the buttocks-like pads at the end of the calves, which move under the pads by a bunch of eyeball-like balls rolling.

There were seven of these strange arthropods, and the support of this ghost thing was even asymmetrical, and it ran around on the roof, and it looked a little lame.

The sharp claws I saw before are actually on the end of the monster, which should be the tail.

The trench coat fighter gasped: "This is the weirdest thing I've ever seen, kindergarten kids don't draw this kind of ghost thing in nightmares......"

"Be on guard."

Batman looked at the monster seriously, the size and smell of this thing was disgusting enough, not to mention that it still had dense goosebumps.

Dr. Eggman hides behind his own device, and he was going to control the monster to attack the two Batmans: "My creation..... I..... Command....... Vomit! Vomiting....... Wow....... No, it's disgusting, Batman, you won...... ...... vomit"

He vomited as he spoke, and finally he glanced at Batman with a sad face, and the corners of his mouth fell with yellow water. The intense nausea and vomiting, combined with the mental shock, left Dr. Eggman unconscious, and he seemed to be unwilling to lose.

Batman and Trench Cloak Fighter looked at each other, and the two sighed in unison.

Even though Dr. Eggman has defeated himself and is in a deep coma, the monster he created is still roaming and screaming like a pig.

In the darkness of the night, this terrible cry spread far away, and even felt like it drowned out the rumbling thunder.

It's about to rain, and Batman has to hurry.

The trench coat fighter took out a switchblade from his pocket, popped the blade out of his pocket, and whispered to Batman: "This shouldn't be human...... Can you kill it? ”

Batman glanced at the switchblade, and used something like the switchblade as a weapon, indicating that the trench coat fighter may have experience in street fighting, and only people who grew up at the bottom of the block, and those who grew up in small gangs, would choose this weapon.

But the size of the monster is not small, like a huge sarcoma full of human limbs connected to a chicken head, how much this small dagger can do, very not optimistic.

"You've ever killed someone?" Batman asked, as he focused on the monster's lower limbs, presumably those that seemed to be wearing bony roller skates.

"No, it's just that I usually need to protect myself, and the neighborhood of my residence is not particularly peaceful.......," replied the trench coat fighter, expressing his helplessness.

Batman nodded, after all, not everyone has that much money, and from a certain point of view, being able to make up your mind to become a superhero often has a lot of tribulations in life.

How to strike a balance between chivalry and making money for a living is a problem for many people, and if the balance is not good, or if you are carried away by justice, it is estimated that you will only have to live in a cheap neighborhood with poor security.

While thinking, Batman pulled out a small glass ball with a bat drawn on it from his belt and threw it at the monster.

The glass ball cracked open as it touched the ground, and the black liquid inside seemed to react to the original damp rooftop, spreading out at once.

The monster that stepped on these liquids suddenly lost its footing, the soles of its feet slipped, and its seven legs spread apart with a 'boom', and it fell to the ground.

Those black liquids were lube, and I don't know why he wore this with him, but the props in his belt always kept enemies at bay.