Arkham Asylum, the supervillain's has come to an end.

After the lunatics burned a dozen or so people, they were tired of their newfound freedom and were ready to go out and have some fun, but it was clear that the Assassin Alliance warriors guarding the door would not let them go.

"The League of Assassins has fulfilled its promise to you, and it is time for you to fulfill your promise to us."

A commander wearing a retro cloak to hide his figure tells the supervillains that the guy then comes up with a plan for "Gotham Destruction" and successfully piqus the villains' interest.

They began gearing up for a temporary team of components to accomplish this and divide control of the city after the war.

The League of Assassins doesn't seem to be planning to throw the supervillains into Gotham City, which is now in turmoil, and they are happy to see the villains gather here to discuss "big things for the future".

Not only that, but there are many more villains who are summoned to Arkham Asylum by this group of "top Gotham" to "participate in the grand event".

While their discussion was in full swing, in the area where the top of the asylum had been converted into a tarmac, the lanky Assassin Commander was accompanying the robed Mr. Sandstorm for the arrival of the true master of the Assassin Alliance.

At the very front of this guarded area, the "Scarlet Knight" wearing a red helmet and a mechanical-style suit is also waiting for instructions for his next move.

"He's good."

Mr. Sandstorm, wearing the mask, looked at the Scarlet Knight in the distance, and said in an appreciative tone to the tall and lanky commander beside him:

"Very potential! Moreover, after experiencing the resurrection from the dead, he has abandoned the hypocritical "justice", and has been strengthened by the water of the pool of Lazarus, like a walking killing machine with extremely high tactical skills.

Maybe I can take him after this operation is done."

"That's his pleasure, my lord."

The tall and lanky Assassin commander said in a respectful tone:

"To be part of your organization means to be able to escape this boring and sad reality and enter a truly vast world, not to mention a powerful person like you to guide him.

As one of his mentors, I feel happy for Jason.

But...

You've also promised to make a place for another child in your ranks."

"Of course, Damian."

Mr. Sandstorm let out a low chuckle and said:

"Rest assured, Lady Talia. I have seen the potential of your son in many collaborations with the Assassin League, and he will surely shine in the future, nurtured by the King of Assassins.

After the League of Assassins rules the world, I will take him away as promised.

But he was too young.

It will take time for his potential to be exchanged, and I will put him in my reserve squad first.

Don't worry, ma'am.

I can vouch for his teammates to come from the top of the world, and in fact, if you're not worried about your own children, I'd be happy to leave you a place as a commander in my soon-to-be-formed logistics minion army.

It may seem scary, but I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

"I'll forget it, after my father fulfills his long-cherished wish and leaves with you, the Assassin League will still need a master in this world."

The lanky Assassin commander politely declined Mister Sandstorm's invitation, saying:

"I'm here to serve our common good."

"Again, every vassal world needs a ruler who is capable and courageous, and your resourcefulness and determination are indeed very suitable."

Mr. Sandstorm was not disappointed either.

As a member of the ranks, he has too many options when it comes to team members, and he is very high-minded, not as "hungry" as a certain captain of Team K.

He was ordered to operate in this dangerous world for several months, and succeeded in inviting the King of Assassins and Demon Leader of the Assassin League to his main team

Since then, he has lost interest in other options that are not "good" or too dangerous.

It's actually quite an embarrassing hurdle for the level personnel to be in the Stars Club.

Let's just talk about the recruitment of members.

It's hard to recruit first-class powerhouses like Wonder Woman, Cyborg, and even Green Arrow, and the supervillains like the group of supervillains who are having a convention below can't get into their eyes.

Not to mention the ruthless characters like Kryptonian Superman or Dr. Manhattan, who even the three mentors of the Stars Society want to hate when they come over, they dare not touch it.

The best players are always self-trained!

This is a truth recognized among the captains of the various squads of the Star Society, but unfortunately, how can there be no loss in the process of constantly climbing and becoming stronger?

Therefore, for a captain, there is never an end to collecting team members, this thing is like drawing cards, and sometimes it depends on luck not only by financial resources.

For example, Jason Todd, the potential Scarlet Knight, surprised Mr. Sandstorm, but as for Damian's bad little kid, Mr. Sandstorm didn't really care.

In his opinion, it was just a bear child who relied on the protection of his grandfather and mother to do mischief.

Had it not been for the pleading plea of this graceful lady, he would not have agreed to accept Damian.

This will be Mr. Sandstorm is imagining that after the end of this mission, he will cause chaos in the world, and then the high-level teams of the Stars Society will enter to clean up and advance, and as one of the pioneers of this world, he may be able to choose this level of world as his new base world.

At that time, I will also have the basis for promotion to senior members.

Alas, this line of work is really too volacy, and there is no end to the endless tasks pressed.

"My father has entered Gotham City airspace."

A few minutes later, the lanky Assassin commander reported to Mr. Sandstorm:

"His escort to your cargo will be yours in ten minutes."

"Yes, very good."

Mr. Sandstorm nodded in satisfaction.

He felt that his dream might be coming true tonight, and that he should gather the team members who were working elsewhere for the final step in Gotham.

But before he went to assemble the team, his partner asked softly:

"Are there any of the people down there with their own characteristics that can catch your eye?"

"They?"

Mr. Sandstorm shrugged his shoulders, a disdainful smile appeared under the mask of the starry sky, and pouted:

"Take it all, there will never be too many cannon fodder in our business, and I will hand them over to your father's commander."

"Well, I'm going to plant miniature bombs for them."

The tall and lanky commander said softly:

"When you leave, I promise the cannon fodder will be ready."

With that, she watched as Mr. Sandstorm turned into a cloud of sand and disappeared into the night of Arkham, and Talia El Gul raised her head, a glint flashing in her pretty eyes under the hood.

After a few seconds, she whispered:

"Damian... All your mother can do for you is—"

"Your Excellency! There's a guy who calls himself "Kite Man" who brings us the latest news!"

An elite warrior of the Assassin League, heavily armed, approached like a ghost, and whispered to Lady Talia:

"Batman has appeared! Just now, the Kite Man saw him and James Gordon and a group of assembled police officers storm the Wayne Building and free the hostages there!"

"Batman? Impossible!"

Talia's face changed slightly, and she said:

"His poison is impossible to unravel, Jason!"

She turned back to the Scarlet Knight and shouted:

"Someone suspected of being Batman has appeared, you get ready! If it's really him, then he's going to come here."

"Click"

in the hands of the Scarlet Knight

The high-tech pistol made a soft sound of safety opening, and he nodded, silently retreating into the top floor.

Talia breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the Assassin warrior behind him:

"Where's Damien?"

"The little master went to the Bat Cave, and he joined Bane's team to finish his feud with the Bat family there."

The cold samurai said coldly:

"Also, Mistress, your favored mercenary "Deathbell" is undergoing a commission from the Lex Group, and has once again rejected our invitation.

But he said that as long as the money is enough, the matter of cooperation is not impossible to discuss."

"Damn! The death knell is set aside."

Talia clenched her fists with a headache and said:

"Let Damian come back at once! This stinky kid is really not well-behaved at all!"

At the same time, the "Kite Man" put away his somewhat comical kite, and swaggered into the Arkham Asylum escorted by several Assassin warriors.

He saw the two-faced man in his trademark black-and-white suit talking on a platform in the hall where the charred corpse remained, and on the Gotham map behind the two-faced man, the burning city was divided into large and small parts.

It's like an auction.

The bastards here are imagining a city they will dominate after tonight.

"Charles" walked to the bustling venue, searched the crowd again, and seconds later, as he sat down, a message was sent from his watch via the secure communication of the newly activated Bat Network 2.

"Yo, look who this is! Gotham's Crime Nova Star! The kite man who single-handedly slaughtered the Falcone family is finally here!"

Two-Face's eerie tone echoed through the room, and he shouted:

"Stand up, Charles! Although you used to be a wretched wretch, eating scraps with the clown, now you have proved that you are qualified to be one of us.

Come on!

Tell everyone, in New Gotham, which is ruled by the Unholy Alliance, which territory do you want?"

"Kite Man" coughed.

He stood up, made a slightly honest gesture as usual, and said:

"I'll do it, Harvey, don't give me too bad a place, I think I'm good at the iceberg bar right now. Speaking of which, what about my ex-boss?

Why don't you see Zhou Keer here?

Wouldn't he never miss out on that kind of fun?"

"Zhou Ke'er? Huh."

The two-faced man and a group of supervillains laughed:

"That guy is in trouble, look up, Kite Man, your former boss is being hung on a flagpole, and those black-clad ninjas said they would kill him at dawn.

Tsk, that's miserable.

But that's a good thing.

That means one less bastard to share territory with us."

---

"Information received."

On the two Batmobiles speeding out of the city, the members of the Batcave who were about to retake the Batcave were finishing their equipment, when the driving Nightwing suddenly said something and read out the message from the "Kite Man":

"The five guys Killer Crocodile, Mudface, Mr. Freeze, Riddler, and Solomon Grandi are not in Arkham, and there is a good chance that they will be sent by the Assassins to help defend the city or near the Bat Cave.

We need to be careful not to attack."

"What about the Batcave?"

Mason, who was sitting in the co-pilot, asked, and Nightwing shook his head and said:

"Barbara can't breach the defenses that are being rewritten on her own, and we don't know how many enemies there are, so we can only do our best."

"Well, it looks like we're going to have to come up with some unexpected tricks."

Mason blinked, took out his phone and dialed a number, and said to the other side:

"Selena, you and Charles investigate first, be careful not to be exposed."

"Roger, Mason."

The flying motorcycle, which was parallel to the two Batmobiles in the air, immediately accelerated, and Catwoman with ruby goggles kept banging on the accelerator, allowing herself to fly to Wayne Manor first, and then took out the "kitten" given to her by Mason from her bag in a one-handed car.

"Miss McGonagall, are you ready to eat?"

Catwoman grinned, sending shivers down the Shiver of the True Kite Man sitting in the car.

He whispered:

"The boss told me that if you want to use them, you must set up the scene and disguise it as a trace of the "three-headed dog".

"Don't talk nonsense, my sister is a professional in this area."

Selena snorted, a flash of anger flashed in her eyes, and she whispered:

"I hugged Barbara when she was a little girl, and if these bastards dare to take advantage of that child, I'm going to make them pay.

Charles, get your two big dogs ready!"

"I can't restrain them."

The Kite Man with the magic suitcase in his arms knew what Catwoman was talking about, and he said with some concern:

"If we let them run out of the chaos, it'll be over."

"Shut up! I'll take care of recovering them, and you can just take care of them when it counts."

Catwoman pursed her lips and said:

"Besides, you're the Three-Headed Dog tonight, do you understand? Put your black robe on, and remember to show up in front of the Bat Family for a while.

And those shameful lines that Mason gave you, don't forget to read them."

Behind Team K, who are about to do something bad, two Batmobiles are also accelerating, and Nightwing's car number one is in contact with car number two driven by Alfred, the "butler".

They were prepared to take a dispersed approach, relying on the Batmobile's strong defenses and firepower to directly enter the Batcave.

"What do you think Barbara and I will do in the future?"

As he approached the battlefield, Nightwing suddenly asked, causing Mason, who had pressed a box of cursed bullets into the chamber of the gun, stunned for a moment, and the young man pursed his lips and said:

"I'm just a 17-year-old, I haven't been in a relationship yet, and the woman I have the best relationship with is Selena Kyle, who is twenty years older than me.

Are you sure you want to ask for my opinion now?"

"When I'm with you, people will subconsciously ignore your age, Mason, you seem to be more mature than me."

Nightwing smiled bitterly and said:

"Let's talk about it, just relax before the war."

"Well, my suggestion is to stay apart for a while."

Mason shrugged.

Turning his head to look out the window of the car across the dark forest, he said:

"Give Barbara some time to think about it, and you don't force her to make a choice, the rift between her and Batman needs to be bridged by themselves, and you can only add to the chaos.

After all, it's impossible for you to leave the Bat Family for love, so..."

"Smack"

As the young man spoke, he suddenly noticed that the pin on his neckline was shining, and he immediately reached out and pushed the steering wheel controlled by Nightwing outward.

At the same time, a blue light shot out from the forest on the side, grazing the batmobile, freezing the trees on the opposite side and the road.

The Batmobile's left front wheel was also frozen at high speeds.

This sudden situation caused the fast-moving car to lose control immediately, but the Batmobile's excellent automatic control system allowed it to crash into the side of the road instead of rolling over.

Mason slammed his fist into the Batmobile's eject switch.

The batmobile that sprang out of speed at the moment when the vehicle lost control and hit the road tree sped out with Nightwing, and the second car also deftly dodged the explosions that kept lighting up on the road.

Just as they tried to stop to help, Mason's muffled voice and gunfire erupted from the others' communications.

He said:

"It's been discovered, the stealth tactic has failed, rush in before they're ready! I deal with it

Drop these guys and then come! Don't get in the way, everyone.

My potions and bullets don't last long."