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Chapter 225 Bats and Fireflies Drowning in the Flame

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The raging flames instantly engulfed the bat. Its bio-mutated, tough fur and muscles might be able to withstand bullets and knives, but they couldn't withstand the flames. Under the firefly's flamethrower gun, the bat was instantly transformed into a giant fireball.

"Lanstrom, how are you feeling now? How are you feeling?!"

Fireflies danced triumphantly in the air, mocking the man-bat that had been set ablaze. Below, Ma Zhaodi, while lamenting how weak the man-bat's fur was to the flames, also added a final, sarcastic remark to each of the two figures in the sky: "I didn't kill anyone."

"Squeak!"

The burning bat shrieked twice and charged at the firefly, catching it off guard. The flames on its body seemed to have completely ignited its frenzy and savagery. It seemed that the rationality and fear of "Lonstrom" had been torn away, leaving only the shell of a beast full of aggressive desires, fighting a desperate battle against the firefly.

"Thor, Thor! I've released you from your control. The Joker told me that the Mad Hatter's theater is about to be attacked. Have you and Dr. Langstrom dealt with those soldiers yet?"

“There are no soldiers, Frith.” Ma Zhaodi looked at the battle in the sky and replied to him, “The intelligence is false. There isn’t a platoon of soldiers here, just a firefly.”

"Okay—but don't you two have an advantage against one?"

"If my gun can hit those two in the sky, then it's a two-on-one situation. But if they insist on fighting in the air, then I can only watch helplessly from the ground. In this situation, it's at most two 1v1s, and the kind where the odds of winning are not high. So after saying all this, can you come and support us?"

“I can’t do it. I’m on my way to the Mad Hatter’s theater. He’s too important now. Without him, we won’t have any more soldiers to replace him.”

Upon hearing the news that Mr. Freeze was heading to the theater, Ma Zhaodi raised an eyebrow, having already made up his mind.

“I understand what you’re saying,” he replied calmly. “But I can’t just stand here and wait for the Fireflies to deal with Man-Bat and then come after me, can I? And what if I run into Batman?”

"Sorry, but you have to stay there, so I guess you can only pray that Batman doesn't show up over there—now back to control."

The young man in the black robe immediately stood still, his body returning to its controlled position.

"Do your utmost to help Dr. Ostrom defeat the enemy. You must not flee the battlefield before the battle is over."

"Yes."

After hearing the indifferent reply, Mr. Freeze hung up the call.

At Falcone's villa, the Joker casually turned off his communicator, too lazy to listen to his men's conversation any longer.

On Ma Zhaodi's side, the battle in the sky continued. The bat-man high in the sky was now clinging tightly to the firefly, tearing at his armor with sharp teeth and claws. The huge bat teeth directly bit through his metal shell and deeply pierced his shoulder.

"Damn monster!" Firefly couldn't help but curse. He was not like Killer Croc, Bane, or Mudface, who were high-HP, high-ATK mutant superhumans. All his combat power came from his armor and weapons. Under the protection of steel, he was still a mortal, even weaker than an ordinary person.

"Squeak!"

The flames on the bat's body continued to burn, yet it clung tightly to its prey, emitting inhumanly shrill cries. At this moment, the more severely injured a creature is, the weaker its reason becomes, and the stronger its wild instincts grow. A wounded or even dying beast will naturally launch its most ferocious counterattack.

Squeak—rip!
The giant bat's claws and fangs hooked into the gaps in the armor, and with a tooth-grinding metallic creak, pieces of armor were torn off, revealing the flesh and blood inside, and the firefly's face.

The charred scabs and dark red new tissue intertwined and twisted, forming large wrinkles on the face. The sides of the nose stuck together inward, and even breathing produced a whistling sound. The eyelids turned outward, and the auricles were also melted, turning into mutilated tumors.

These shocking, severe burns extended from his face to his hands, and it's not hard to imagine that the same grotesque and twisted sight lay beneath his clothing. Looking at these wounds, Ma Zhaodi simply couldn't fathom how the other man had survived such severe burns.

"I am going to kill you!"

The firefly, having exposed its appearance, roared at the man-bat, clearly disliking having its face seen. But then, Garfield, who had previously been able to move freely through the fire thanks to its fireproof armor, discovered that the flames on the bat were beginning to burn his exposed body.

But he still aimed the flamethrower at the bat's body, frantically pulling the trigger while letting out a pitiful howl.

The two transformed into a ball of flame, dancing in the air. As Ma Zhaodi listened to their voices, he seemed to detect a hint of pleasure in Garfield's wails. Only then did he recall another rumor he had heard—that the firefly became an arsonist because of his fascination and fanaticism with fire.

But he never expected that even burning his own body could bring joy to the fireflies.

"I'm waiting for it to come. I can't stand this distorted scene anymore."

Thump, thump!
As if in response to Ma Zhaodi's mutterings, just as he was looking up at the night sky, a pitch-black Bat fighter jet suddenly appeared from the darkness. It left a pale blue trail and fired two bullets at the two people in the air. Ma Zhaodi had excellent eyesight and he could clearly see that they were two rubber bullets.

The man and bat in the sky were shot twice and immediately fell into a state of pain and stiffness. At the same time, another jet nozzle extended from below the bat fighter. The clear, cold, high-pressure water jet was like a long knife, locking onto the two who were still entangled together. It slammed them to the ground and extinguished the flames on their bodies.

That's easy to understand. Batman learned his lesson from Mudface last time, so of course he would make modifications to his fighter jet to counter him. Of course, this might also have been partly due to the pre-arranged presence of Firefly.

At this moment, Ma Zhaodi used the "I didn't kill anyone" skill on the fallen fireflies below—they had flown too high and were outside the skill's range, so Ma Zhaodi didn't have much of a chance to apply the buff.

Fortunately, the arsonist didn't die in mid-air and managed to escape with his life.

Then, Ma Zhaodi took out his bicycle and rode it.

Mr. Freeze's orders were "not to flee the battlefield before the battle is over." Now that the battle is over, it's time to run. Are you going to wait to be caught by Batman?

(End of this chapter)