"Bane failed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In the dark room, several shadows sat around a round table.

"I knew he wouldn't." "I warned you. ”

"It doesn't matter, he's done his job." The other shadow said, "The Dark Knight's attention was indeed drawn away from him, and thanks to him, Batman, he didn't notice the mutation in Arkham, and we were able to make this final step." Soon...... It's about to be done. ”

Arkham Asylum is a bad place.

Although the old bones of Gotham always say this, even they never expected that this place could make such a big noise. At first, it was only a certain group of people who could feel the powerful magic gathering, but now it doesn't take any special skills to see the difference.

The morning sky suddenly darkened, not the gloomy of the clouds, but the kind of night falling. A strange green light appeared behind the clouds, and a green Optimus Pillar fell straight down into the building of the mental hospital, like a punishment from heaven.

"Magic?" Bruce frowned, repeating what Alfred had told him in the newsletter, "In Arkham? ”

"Yes, sir, I'm afraid the situation is very critical, and I will pass on the facts to you."

Dick turned on the floating screen of the mobile computer on his wrist, and the light blue light projected a virtual screen, and sure enough, the live broadcast was displayed. I saw a pillar of green light rising from Arkham in the picture, and the scene was as spectacular as a science fiction movie.

"Call the Batfighter, Dick." Bruce said solemnly, "We need to go to Arkham...... Hopefully, it's not too late. ”

The dark red motorcycles roared through the streets of Gotham, roaring loudly at everyone in the road ahead, forcing them to get out of the way. It was a mad beast, racing around the block at speeds of over a hundred yards per hour, like an arrow off the string.

Eric leaned down, gripped the handlebars, and the long whip of the air rattled the windshield of his helmet.

The car was casually taken from the bottom of the hotel building, and the charges of stealing a car, driving without a license, and speeding may sound a little scary when combined, but now these are trivial problems.

Two or three kilometers away, he could see the pillar of light piercing into the sky from Arkham, and Raven had something to do with it, and every second counted. He drifted into an alleyway and crashed through the piles of debris and garbage, which may have saved him dozens of seconds of detours.

Arkham Asylum is now in shambles. The moment the pillar of light erupted, the ground of the madhouse began to tremble, and the more and more violent shaking was like an earthquake, and the criss-crossing cracks on the ground spread rapidly. The inmates cheered excitedly, shouting "Liberation Day has arrived", and to make matters worse, some of the cells were destroyed by the concussion, and a group of madmen rushed out shouting, quickly entangled with the prison guards.

The gate was half shattered by the shockwave released by the pillar of light, and as Eric approached with his locomotive at a galloping speed, the center of the drawbridge to Arkham collapsed as if it had been cut off by a giant sword.

Eric's pupils closed, and instead of braking, he added another kick of oil. The locomotive engine is like a thousand horses, and the front of the locomotive is lifted high, and only the rear wheels hit the ground, like a stunt from a movie.

The locomotive soared into the air, crossing the broken bridge like a luma flying over Tanxi, and like a bolt of lightning from the collapsed part of the gate into Arkham.

The guards, who were anxious about the riots in the asylum, could not stop him, and the motorcycle instantly crossed the clearing as if it were no one, and slammed open the door and rushed into the interior of the asylum. He ran down the chaotic corridors, the chandeliers above him flickering and flickering, some of them sparking from time to time, and the madmen swept around like a tidal wave with steel pipes, crowbars and other weapons in their hands.

Eric didn't bother to pay attention to them, even if all the madmen in the asylum escaped, he only cared about Raven's whereabouts. The transmitter's signal was getting weaker and weaker, and it took a long time for Raven's point of light to flicker, meaning she was either very high or underground, or somewhere where there was no signal.

He followed the signal all the way to Arkham's penalty area, following Raven's route, and chased him to the wall. He jumped out of the car, and the two madmen who noticed him rushed at him with half a plumbing, and he fell to the ground after two blows.

He pulled out a thumb-sized black metal ball from the inside pocket of his trench coat, a miniature bomb from the Bat Cave. When he left the Batcave, he had prepared for an emergency, and he had picked up a few gadgets that might be useful.

Fortunately, only Alfred was in the Batcave at the time, and if Dick was still there, he probably wouldn't have the ability to touch it or anything under the other person's nose.

"Boom!"

The bomb's gunpowder blasted a blackened hole through the wall, revealing a passage through the rock. He stooped into the passage and pulled out a portable flashlight to illuminate it, a dim circular beam cast onto the dirty stone wall, and endless darkness enveloped it.

A feeling of nausea rose from the bottom of his heart, and he instinctively felt a serious incongruity, but he couldn't tell where it came from.

When a strange green light appeared in front of him, Eric knew he had arrived.

The space is so large that you can't see the edge, like a stone cave that has been dug out by hand, and the moldy air makes people feel tight. Blinding green beams burst out from the center, like fountains, turning into pillars of light that burst into the ground through layers of rock, like some ancient ritual.

"Raven!?" Eric cried out.

The raven was suspended in the air more than ten meters above the ground at this time, and its slender limbs were pulled apart by green chains in four directions, which reminded people of the prisoners at the execution ground. She seemed unconscious, her head tilted limply to the side, and only lifted up at the sound of Eric's shout, shaking dazedly.

"Eric?"

She tugged hard at her arm, and when she found the green chain locked to her wrist, she finally remembered what was going on.

"You shouldn't be here!" She yelled, "Get out!" You can't deal with ......."

Before she could finish speaking, a green smoke drifted out of the source of the beam. It was like a mass of souls, condensed into the shape of a human being, stretched out its hands, feet, limbs, and arrogant and shrill laughter, like a ghost crying wolf, echoing in the almost endless darkness.

"I am the messenger of hell! Missionaries of the Secluded City! He shouted, "I am - Deacon Black Flame!" ”

(P.S. Character Science: Deacon Black Flame, the enemy of Batman in the DC Universe, is a missionary who has lived for more than 100 years, and once brainwashed Batman to make him his follower.) After Batman breaks free from his control, he reveals his true colors, and Black Flame is eventually betrayed and killed by his own followers and goes to hell. ）