Chapter Seventy-Five: The Meaning of Life
"Infatuated, your ice won't do me any harm!" The freezing man's cryorifice spear sprayed at El, but how could this ordinary cold resist the eternal flames, and they were built on the same level.
The reason for Mr. Freeze's crime is simple, deep down in his heart he has a deep fear of the loss of life, and his pursuit of eternity has become the only purpose of the Freeze Man, and he believes that freezing is the only way to keep a thing eternal.
In fact, Mr. Freeze is not ruthless, more precisely, as calm, stable, and calm as a piece of ice. When all this goes to the extreme, another extreme state of indifference to life appears, after all, for the frozen people, the existence of life is meaningless, and one day life will pass away.
Mr. Freeze is actually a very cultured person, and he is not about to freeze the earth at every turn as described in the movie, and even once stopped a conspiracy to freeze the earth.
And he prefers to discuss religion, culture, philosophy and psychology with Batman under his control, and Mr. Freeze, who usually can't speak, seems to be very talkative in front of Batman, is a respect for his opponents, or sees a similar shadow in Batman, no one can tell.
"You see, Mr. Freeze, there's a shadow behind me, he's been waiting for you for a long time." The traces of the Deathwalker are invisible to others, but out of respect for Mr. Freeze, El causes the traces of the Deathwalker to appear.
"I want to know the purpose of your killing, not just because they got in your way, but the real reason." Mr. Freeze remained calm in the face of the crisis of life and death at this time, and after seeing the Death Walker, he seemed to let go of his long-lost obsession.
"And what are you for?" Deathwalker's hand was already on Mr. Freeze's shoulder. He was supposed to die, but he survived with the help of the machine. In the true sense of the word, only the head of the Freezer is the original, and everything else is nothing more than a cold machine.
And now El has destroyed his life-support machine.
"Family is always a word that makes people endlessly motivated." Mr. Freeze died, and he just stood straight and straight in place, as if he were still alive.
"Death will not spare anyone, the elderly, the young, the woman, the man, I am doing my duty."
"No, El, what are you doing, you killed them, all of them."
Different voices spat out of the Flash's mouth, and the fight continues. The battle between the Dark Walker and the Flash.
"Murder?" El turned his back to the Flash. "No, I'm saving people, killing is to protect life, and cutting karma is not killing people!"
Flames rose into the air, and the figure of Deathwalker disappeared again, and it wasn't just Darkseid who summoned Death, but El could now.
"Thou hast seen that a feast of the dead is taking place!" Ghosts cry wolves, whose souls are grieving, how many people they killed, one Joe Ziel killed forty people, then how many did they kill, their game with Batman is built on the accumulation of bones.
They see it as a game, so what are the wives who have lost their husbands, the children who have lost their fathers, and the mothers who have lost their sons.
So!
"Riddler, die!"
"Two-faced, die!"
"Scarecrow, die!
"Mad Hatter, die!"
"Professor Pig-Face, die!"
"Solomon Grandi, die!"
"Hugo Strange, die!"
"Fireflies, die!" “
"Killer Moth, die!"
"Maxi Zeus, die!"
"Victor Zas, die!"
"Calendar man, die!"
One step at a time, one step at a time, the walking flames, endless killing, burning the city, and the blood all over the wilderness. The silent man, the merciless sword, created the purgatory on earth.
"Can't you just let us go? We're just mercenaries. Death Shooter said coughing up blood.
"This world is like this, we are mercenaries, unlike those in Gotham City, we can swear that we will never set foot in Gotham's territory again, we are just here to survive." The death knell is scarred.
"I know you, but what value do you have to offer? As for the oath, do you think I'll believe it? Am I that stupid? ”
Ell was approaching, the shadow of death was constantly filling, terrifying, under the reflection of the flames, like a devil, and it was only then that Knell understood why Lex Luthor reminded him that the most terrible thing in the Justice League was not Superman, not Batman, but Elcid.
Because Elcid has a clear distinction between likes and dislikes, friend and foe, never drags his feet or is indecisive, has the absoluteness of the task that is not affected by external objects, and takes the task as the primary goal, this kind of person is calm and frightening, and persistently frightening.
"Is there anything else you can do? It seems that he didn't mean to let us go at all. "The death shooter was desperate to find that his bullets could not cause any damage to the opponent at all, and in hand-to-hand combat, even the guy Death Knell was cut off by the opponent, but the opponent himself did no harm.
"I can help you stop Batman." Deathstroke said suddenly.
"Oh, that's interesting." El looked at the death knell with amusement.
"Your actions are something that Batman doesn't know, or even absolutely opposes, your target is the Joker, we can help you stop Batman, if I'm right, he's coming soon, and the Joker is still on the run." Knell said.
"Good deal, I agreed, but if you can't stop Batman, then you should know what the end will be? Curse the wrists, watch them. ”
"Yes, master!"
Narrowly escaped his life, Deathstroke and Death Shooter are on the lookout, Batman is still Elcid, they choose Batman, because at least they won't die.
"Oh, dear baby Elcid." El walked into the deepest part of Arkham, where the Joker sat and waited for El.
"Die!" Talking to the Joker was the foolish thing to do, so Elle immediately used all his strength, the Eye of Death piercing the Joker's heart, the Rune sealing his mouth and the flames burning him to ashes from the inside out.
"Concept erasure!" Without hesitation, the existence of the other party is fundamentally erased.
"No!" Death Shooter and Deathstroke are thrown in, but Batman sees a crimson afterglow, the Joker is dead, and El has accomplished his goal.
"I said, you're late!" Another El arrives from behind Batman.
"Two Eles?"
"No, it's four!"