Da Shao, who was lying on the ground of the bat cave, suddenly twitched, and his palm was bleeding without any external contact, which made the old man next to him frown.

He crouched down to stop Grayson's bleeding.

Beside him were already filled with other people, not just the Bat Family and Team K, but the servants of the entire manor and even Alfred.

Each unconscious person has traces of injury, and Charles, the Kite Man in the most serious condition, has already been placed in the medical cabin.

His injuries were like being stabbed several times in a coma.

These people were all brought back to the safety of the Bat Cave by the old man who was fighting and retreating as quickly as possible when the manor was attacked by the pioneers and the strange fog spread, and now he has activated the defenses of Wayne Manor, but the lord is not sure how long those defenses will last.

He looked out over the perimeter of the safe zone, where the gray fog had completely shrouded it, and the strange fog that floated like life interpreted the definition of "danger".

Bruce doesn't really know why he hasn't been pulled into the "inner world" by the weird fog like everyone else, which may have something to do with willpower.

But he was sure that if he didn't do something about it, the lives of these people would be in danger.

After trying several methods but not being able to wake up, Batman made up his mind.

He took a few steps back, took the stunner from his multi-purpose belt, and picked out the two buckets of the most determined of the people right now to try to force him awake.

But just as he was about to give an electric shock, a black shadow suddenly shot out of the fog and hit the electric shocker in the master's hand.

Batman looked back and saw that the shocker that had been knocked off was a special-shaped batarang, a weapon made of some kind of bone grinding that looked murderous and cold.

"Don't do that, Bruce."

A hoarse voice sounded from the mist, and a tall figure dressed in the black robes of the Stars Society appeared before the lord's eyes, and he warned:

"They were all pulled into the 'Nightmare Realm' shaped by psychic power, which was shaped by the fears of everyone present.

It is not unreal, but a strange force between the real and the false.

If you forcibly awaken someone, they will be oppressed by the whole world, their heart will stop beating instantly, and their brain will die in an instant.

Don't bother, they're on their own. ”

The mysterious man shook his head and said:

"This is the power you are facing now, it may not be very strong, but it is definitely difficult enough."

"What about you?"

The old man pulled out the batmang, looked at the person in front of him vigilantly, and said:

"If it's not the embodiment of 'fear', then who are you?"

"Me?"

The mysterious man smiled, reached out and pulled open his dark hood, revealing a strange bat suit that made the old man's eyes wide, as if it was sewn from some kind of leather, and the appearance was gray and looked unusually ominous.

In particular, his bat helmet had no eye protection, only a gap in the full-length hood, and a cold gaze came from it, indicating that the person in front of him was by no means good.

The man reached out and nudged his overly exaggerated and gloomy bat helmet.

He introduced himself:

"I am 'The End', an A-Class member of the Stars, a lone wanderer in the Council of Twelve, and I have a forgotten name that cannot be declared until revenge is complete.

I've come to warn you, Bruce Wayne.

The Dark Knights have their sights on you, and the stupid invasion started by the Warlocks has given them a legitimate reason to intervene, and the madmen will soon be swarming.

If you don't want to be a 'collectible', work with me!

Set traps for their masters in this fragile world.

Yes, there is!

Completely cut off all the grievances belonging to the Dark Knights and the Bat Family in countless parallel worlds! ”

The Lord was noncommittal about this statement, and the Knight of the End who came here did not have any hope that Batman trusted him.

In the cavern shrouded in gray mist, the A-Class member who had come alone walked forward in an unhurried manner.

He seemed to be very familiar with this place, and under the watchful eye of the old man who would throw out the batrang at any moment, he walked past the unconscious people on the ground and opened the dark compartment under the bat computer, took out a working liaison and pressed the connect button.

Waiting for the communication beep, the strangely dressed guy with a cold temperament and a distorted dark suit of armor that was indeed derived from the design of the Bat suit pointed to the gray mist rolling in the distance, and he explained in a dumb voice:

"The land of nightmares, the realm of fear, the inner world, the place of the buried. It has many names, but they all mean the same thing.

It was a cage made of psychic fear, tempered in many post-apocalyptic worlds, and finally formed this 'weapon' that could be used by warlocks.

Not all of the twelve A-class members of the Stars Society are self-conscious beings, and the Warlock is a cunning fellow, and he began to install his own forces when the first A-class member was born.

'Fear' is his greatest creation.

Through the fusion of dark magic and a strange thing found in the ruins of the dark star sea, this nightmare fusion monster with its own fear force field was formed.

As the Stars grew in power, Warlocks who no longer had to clean up the world by themselves rarely used it, but this time it was thrown into Wayne Manor, trapping you and Team K at the beginning of the invasion war.

It seems that the psychological pressure you have caused him is really great. ”

"A stranger from the enemy camp has walked into my batcave and made a big fuss, and I admit that the information you bring is valuable, but it is not enough to make you and me united."

The old man was still holding the batarang, of course, this was only a superficial weapon, and he had a chance to win in the face of the uninvited A-class member in front of him.

And that's true, his real hole cards are at his feet, and he just needs a wake-up word

"That Hell Bat Armor you hid under the Batcave wasn't for this time! You only have one chance to use it to turn the tide, are you sure you want to use it on me?

Wasted on someone who could be your ally? ”

The Knight of the End seemed to have guessed the master's thoughts, and his next sentence revealed Batman's biggest bargaining chip in this place, making the lord's face change slightly.

At the same time, the Nexus Knight at the end was connected.

"Hello?"

Mason's voice rang out from it, with a hint of confusion, apparently not understanding why the master was contacting him at this time.

"I'm the Knight of the End, one of the members of the A-Class Council of Twelve, and congratulations on taking out two members of the Dark Knights, Mason Cooper, and Honorary Robin.

You have taken my prey, but I am not outraged.

When faced with monsters that are pouring out of the nest, the more powerful hunters the better. ”

This guy identified himself very bluntly, saying to Mason:

"The Dark Knights are preparing to enter this world for real, and if you can kill them, you know something about them, and you should know why they are here.

I desperately need to work with Bruce Wayne right now, but he clearly seems to trust you more.

So, Mason, my companion in every sense of the word, help me persuade him. ”

"Knight of the End?"

Mason's tone immediately elevated a few degrees, and he said:

"There is still a ruthless character like you in the Council of 12? It's deep enough, but I've heard from my boss that you've been a loyal dog of the Warlock for the past seventeen years."

"You can think so, but I have my purpose."

The Knight of the End did not correct Mason's statement, and he explained it calmly:

"I'm happy to do something for a Warlock when my goals don't conflict with his thoughts, and if he doesn't cooperate with the Dark Knights, I'm not afraid to be another Destroyer in this war.

But he chose the wrong ally, don't blame me for being ruthless.

I've spent the last dozen years hunting down these fallen Batmen and their destructive creations, they have destroyed my world, torn apart my hopes, and I'm going to make them pay with blood!

You seem to know who I am, though? ”

"I've only heard your story, and I can't even be sure if you really exist in the current parallel world system until I'm really sure of your identity?

After all, your hometown is not quite the same as most of the rest of the world. ”

Mason replied to the Knight of the End:

"Give the communicator to the master, and I'll talk to him."

"Huh"

The communicator in the hand of the Knight of the End was lost to Batman, and the master held it in his hand and activated the secret talk mode, so that Mason's voice appeared directly in his ears.

The whole time, he looked at the dark guy in front of him vigilantly.

The latter crouched down and took some medicine out of his arms to treat the bleeding Alfred and Barbara's wounds.

Judging by the gentle movements that are very different from the dark temperament, this guy must know these poor people who are being pulled into the land of fear right now, which makes Batman more and more suspicious of his identity.

"Bruce, work with him."

Mason said directly to the master:

"I've heard the story of this guy, he does have a blood feud with the fallen Batmen of the Dark Knights, he's a stalker, there's no doubt about that.

That's what I want to tell you.

In this invasion, the Warlocks have prepared a 'surprise' for you, and a dark knight order consisting of seven fallen Batmen and their dark creations from the Dark World has joined the war.

They came for destruction.

They're also here for you and me and the entire bat family, and they're dangerous! You have to attract them so that they don't get involved in the ravages of the world.

These guys are two different concepts from the pioneers who are not good at war, they are bottomless saboteurs and wield a variety of destructive powers.

We cannot afford to let them go unchecked.

Also, I've reserved information about the Dark Knights in Wayne Manor, just below the third drawer of Damien's bedside table.

There's a password, but I guess it's hard for you. ”

"I need to know the identity of this 'end'!"

The old man nodded and said in a dumb voice:

"This person makes me feel terrible."

"He has the same identity as me."

Mason explains:

"He was also a certain Robin of Batman, that's all I can say.

The rest will be left to him at some point and tell you personally, it is a very dark and desperate story, and it may be better for him to tell it himself.

Doctor Fate has been disposed of, and I'm now preparing to hunt down other A-class personnel and traitors who may be carrying the source zombie virus and need to be kept an eye on.

If you encounter them during a hunt with the Knight of the End, be sure to dispose of them immediately.

As for the war that is intensifying.

Endure for the time being, and wait for the moment of counter-offensive. ”

"Well, you stay safe."

The old man hung up the communication.

He didn't inform Mason of the ongoing crisis at Wayne Manor, and as Batman, he was capable of handling such a crisis rather than transferring his pressure to his fellow fighters.

Mason must have been under a lot more pressure than he was at this time.

"You want to work with me?"

Batman stared at the Terminal Knight, who was leaning against the Bat's computer desk, and said in a succinct tone:

"Help me solve this trouble that is plaguing the bat family right now, and I'll join this hunt started by you."

"You really trust Mason."

The Knight of the End waved his hand and said in a sour tone:

"I've rarely seen a Batman be so good at taking advice, but if that's a prerequisite for collaboration, then I'll do it."

"You have the source zombie virus on you?"

The old man asked the Knight of the End:

"If you're going to make a union with me, then give me that dangerous thing!"

"I don't have it in my hand."

The Knight of the End nudged his overlay Dark Bat Helmet, shook his head, and said:

"The Warlock has given them to his cronies, and if I'm not mistaken, there should be a virus weapon in Wayne Manor at this point.

Right in the heart of this nightmare land, guarded by the Dread Fusion Monsters, huh? ”

The Knight of the End paused, and the old man keenly looked back at the gray mist that filled the entrance to the Bat Cave.

As the two of them watched, the fog of fear that shrouded the blockade changed, like a strong wind blowing through them and making them roll continuously, as if they were stirred and sown by an invisible hand.

"Someone's coming in!"

The Knight of the End stood up and took out a strange tomahawk from his bag as the old man watched in amazement, which had the brutal shape of a tomahawk and the guitar strings that adorned it.

How?

Are you, the dark-looking Knight of the End, still a rock boy at heart?

Apparently not wanting to explain his "musical axe", the Knight of the End rushed into the fog with his brutal and strange weapon, saying:

"There are quite a few people who have stepped directly into the Nightmare Land from the outside reality area, and there seems to be a means to restrain the forces of fear, and their attack has caused the entire Nightmare Land to change!

This is a great opportunity!

The Fear Core is responding to their attacks, and its real-world framework is bound to suffer, follow me, Bruce, and we must defeat it before it regains its strength.

Firm in your heart!

Only courage and will can fight the fear that pervades your heart and do what you do best. ”

——

"Poof"

A dagger flew out of the fog and stabbed the target's calf with precision.

It was a vigilant pioneer walking around in the fog with a special device, and the badge on his chest could tell that it was a member of a B-class team.

The firefighter who was attacked reacted very quickly, pulling the trigger of the strange crossbow in his hand in the direction where the throwing knife was thrown.

The force of the wind converged and propelled the elven arrows into the mist, but it didn't hit anything, and the magic weapon from a parallel earth in a fantasy setting was automatically wound up in an instant.

But the poor fireman had no chance to fire a second crossbow bolt.

Aunt Martha, who was dressed in a maid costume covered in blood, grabbed a kitchen knife and jumped in from the window next to her.

The kitchen knife cut through the throat and was stabbed through the neck, causing the latter to struggle violently for a while before he could no longer recover.

It stands to reason that the main personnel of the B-class team should not be able to get to this point, and those who can mix in this position in the Stars Club have two skills, but the problem is that they are now distributed in the mist realm of "fear" of A-class members.

In the cognition of these pioneers, the living people in this manor should have been pulled into the inner world.

He had no idea that he would be attacked.

"Well, the smell of fear is so mellow."

Aunt Martha turned her head and took a deep breath of the gray mist tumbling beside her.

She's actually quite curious about this thing, and seriously, if it weren't for the fact that the bastards were targeting her precious son, she thought this "inner world" was definitely worth a look, hey, a good embryo from a clown amusement park.

Aunt Clown picked up the magic elf crossbow on the ground, hummed a song and disappeared into the foggy hallway in front of her as her heels hit the floor.

Dare to try to hurt her Bruce babe right under her nose?

Scold.

Now that these little ones are from the same place as Mason but far worse than Mason, don't go, the flowers and plants in the garden are just in the season to fertilize.

(End of chapter)