American comics: Random transformations

Morpheus continued speaking coldly, like a heartless word-reciting machine:

"Because of the bet, the content of our bet is you and it. You fired a shot from the human world towards Hell, which, to Hell, is a declaration of war.

Lucifer, who originally planned to retire and slack off, is being annoyed to death by those rioting demons.

And I just happen to need his help.

So, he made a bet with me: demanding that I take away Garfield, who fired the shot at Hell, and leave you alone to resolve the war between Hell and the human world!

If you win, then Lucifer will give you a chance to make a wish.

If you lose, then the demons will build you an exclusive paradise in Hell, with the theme of tormenting you."

Darkrai's expression was very ugly, although its face is so dark now that you can't see anything:

"Damn, what about Garfield? This entire bet is aimed at me, it has nothing to do with Garfield."

Morpheus's hollow eyes looked at Darkrai: "I will send it to Hell, randomly投放. How long it lives depends on its luck, and you need to save it yourself.

The time limit for resolving the demon invasion of Earth is one month; we are too lazy to wait any longer than that.

After one month, if you haven't solved the problem, then all the portals to Hell in the human world will open simultaneously."

Damn, these people are really arrogant, casually using others as bets! What? One is from the Endless family, and the other is the Lord of Hell? Oh, well, never mind then; if they bully me, there's no place to reason with them.

Darkrai's mouth twitched; it always felt like someone was setting it up, definitely someone was setting it up!

There were no problems before when I was on Gourmet Island, but as soon as I arrived in Gotham, I was put to work; which bastard is writing the script?

Is it God? Or Lucifer? Only these two idle guys would play with other people's fates.

Darkrai said with a forced smile:

"Isn't your request too high? Why don't you leave Garfield here and let it resist the armies of Hell with me, how about that?"

Morpheus didn't show any intention of being flexible, still saying coldly:

"No, it is also part of the bet; you need to find it in Hell so that it can help you."

Darkrai couldn't hold back anymore:

"Are you freaking kidding me? Is Hell a place where decent people should go? And the time limit is only one month? You're just making things difficult for me, Tian Xiaoban!"

Morpheus: "The trouble was caused by you, so naturally you have to end it yourself. Your trouble-making caught Lucifer's attention, and I was just forced to participate. I'm betting on you to win."

"Ah? This!" Darkrai was flattered and overwhelmed at the same time: "Wouldn't this be explosive difficulty!"

Darkrai's white fur trembled in fear; are you kidding me? Even the Devil King of Hell is betting on me to lose! If I go to Hell, wouldn't I be finished?

It's just a trap!

Morpheus looked at the collapsing Darkrai and reminded him: "Lucifer himself said that he can't see your future, so don't give up; you have a chance to win."

"Damn it, you said it's only a possibility, which means most of it is still impossible. If Lucifer intervenes and becomes the final boss, what should I do? I'm doomed to lose!"

"No, there are rules in the bet that neither I nor he can interfere."

"Do you represent an individual or a group?"

Morpheus: "An individual."

"Then wouldn't I have to deal with the other Hell Lords? Is this a task I can complete?"

Morpheus: "Gambling is an unknown thing; if you knew the outcome, it wouldn't be called gambling!"

Morpheus's pale palm reached in front of his own mouth and gently blew. Gray sand swirled out, spinning around Garfield non-stop; after wrapping it into a ball, Garfield disappeared.

"Hey!" Darkrai wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

A few grains of gray sand floated towards Darkrai, engraving a Hell rune on its scarf; as long as energy activates it, it can open a Hell passage.

"You must do everything you can to win."

After Morpheus finished speaking, he disappeared in the swirling sand. As soon as he left, everyone present woke up, as if they had been given a forced awakening buff.

Chapter 99: The Devil King's Game Has Begun

Bruce on the bed was the first to wake up; the first thing he said was:

"Alfred, we succeeded!"

A familiar voice came from the sofa next to him:

"Yes, Master, we succeeded."

In the dream, the two of them cooperated tacitly, using the Batplane to knock down the Joker and successfully trapping the giant Joker with the aircraft carrier cable. Batman drove the Batplane, constantly hitting the Joker's head until he knocked him unconscious. Just after they defeated the Joker, the dream woke up.

Darkrai thought about its skill list, turned to the mental abilities of the control type, and its mental power poured into the minds of the two people, directly communicating with their minds.

[Ahem, it seems your experience was very exciting, but unfortunately I didn't see it. However, welcome back.]

"Young Master Ban?"

"Tian Xiaoban?"

After the two came back to their senses, they saw a strange black shadow with a peculiar hairstyle, and that ghostly blue eye was staring at them intently.

However, the fluorescent green logo on its red scarf was very conspicuous.

[Hmm, it's me. It's good that you're awake. If Batman doesn't show up again, Gotham will be finished!]

Upon hearing that Gotham was about to be finished, Bruce, whose body was covered with steel nails, reflexively wanted to stand up. Although his body had been healed by Garfield, the pile of metal supports on his body had not been removed yet.

Alfred immediately stepped forward to stop him, comforting him:

"Master, calm down; Gotham is not as serious as you think. Young Master Ban is just joking. In fact, Commissioner Gordon is handling things very well; Gotham has been very stable recently."

Bruce was disassembling the metal supports on his body, asking as he disassembled them: "Alfred, how long have I been unconscious?"

Alfred stepped forward to help with the disassembly, answering: "Including today, it's been exactly a week."

"That's too long! Batman has been gone for too long! The current stability may be brewing even greater chaos!"

Bruce was afraid that his nightmare would become reality, afraid that Gotham would appear in the dream, a chaotic and uncontrollable scene. That dilapidated scene everywhere must not become reality!

Darkrai floated in front of Bruce: [Well, although your current fear is delicious, I must remind you that you may not be able to beat them. If I hadn't come back, you might not have woken up. The other side has superpowers that target the soul, and your soul was almost in trouble. You have to admit, Bruce, you have your limits.]

Bruce Wayne frowned, meeting Darkrai's gaze: "But Batman has no limits. Thanks this time."

Darkrai floated back a little, seeing the fanaticism in his eyes.

[You're welcome.]

Alfred, seeing the conversation about to stall, changed the subject: "Where is Mr. Garfield? Did he go to eat something? Master should thank him. If it weren't for his ability, Master wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

Darkrai was silent for a moment, then said:

[Uh, he went to another world...]

It only said half a sentence before the hourglass symbol on its scarf began to flash.

Beep beep beep... Bang!

Darkrai's transformation time ended, and Tian Xiaoban appeared. The hell rune that was originally on Darkrai's scarf came to Tian Xiaoban's arm.

"This time went by quickly. Has an hour already passed?"

Tian Xiaoban sighed, then continued: "Although it's hard to hold on, it seems I have to perform the 'hero saves partner' scene. I'm going to save my cat."

"You mean he was captured? By whom?"

Bruce Wayne frowned deeply, already imagining scenes of someone doing biological experiments. If dangerous creatures like Garfield were to flood Gotham, it would be a disaster.

"Uh, it's in another world, and the one who caught him isn't human. Anyway, it's too troublesome to explain. I need to go rescue him, and I have to leave right away."

Hearing "another world," Bruce's brow twitched. He thought for a moment, then said, "Do you need my help? I have plenty of tools here."

Bruce didn't mind helping Tian Xiaoban find Garfield, as he had quite a few exploration tools.

Tian Xiaoban shook his head. Technology was useless in that broken place in Hell. He'd rather ask other professionals later.

"No need. You should rest and recover. My tools aren't bad either! Besides, I have magic.

Oh, right, there are Bane's men at the bar at 1867 Gotham Harbor Back Alley. You can go take a look.

Also, do you know about super-power drugs?"

Alfred took out a box of pills emitting a green glow from the bedside table, the transparent shell making them easy to identify.

He handed the box to Tian Xiaoban:

"This is super-power drug. I only bought the healing type. Unfortunately, Master won't take them. Young Master Ban, you can have them if you want!"

Bruce retorted: "I've said it many times, Alfred, that's not a good thing. Drugs that can modify genes might be someone's conspiracy."

After Tian Xiaoban took it, Alfred helplessly comforted Bruce.

"I understand, Master."

What Bruce said wasn't unreasonable. With drugs that could modify genes, who knew what kind of tricks they might have up their sleeves? Once genes were modified, it would be too late.

Tian Xiaoban opened the medicine box. There were twelve pills labeled "Healing."

"I had Garfield look at the genes of super-powered people. This drug replaces a person's original genes with the genes of super-powered people.

Garfield said that this kind of gene fusion is very crude, and people may experience adverse mutations."

Bruce Wayne nodded, somewhat angrily saying: "I knew this thing wasn't reliable. What good things could LexCorp research in such a short period of time? There must be secrets in his releasing these things. Maybe to increase experimental data, increase experimental samples, or he's screening some people..."

Seeing Bruce's thoughts becoming increasingly dark and his thinking becoming seriously distorted, Tian Xiaoban reminded him: "Although this thing has various shortcomings, it can indeed save your life in a pinch. You were lucky this time, but it won't necessarily be the case next time, Bruce.

The next you will have to deal with super-powered gangs, not just one or two, but a group. In their place, super-power drugs will be as common as handguns, and super-powered people are a dime a dozen.

I'm going to find Garfield, so I won't be staying in Gotham. You better form a team too."

Alfred also advised: "Master, Young Master Ban is right. I think you need to call Master Dick back as well. The situation in Gotham is complicated now, and we need help."

Bruce was silent for a moment, remembering the miserable scenes in his nightmare. He agreed: "Let Dick come back."

Alfred picked up the phone to contact Dick Grayson.

… … … … … … … …

Leaving Wayne Manor.

Tian Xiaoban teleported out of the Candy Spaceship and jumped onto the ship, heading towards the sky.

"Kowalski, contact Teacher Zatanna for me."

[Requesting communication...]

[Connected: ...]

Zatanna answered the phone with one hand, while continuously casting magic with the other.

[Who is it? What's the matter? Speak quickly if you have something to say! (Blade Wind!)]

Terrifying wind blades wantonly cut the demon's body, and the aftershocks of the wind blades blew the low-level demons back to the hell dimension.

The movement on the other side was so loud that Tian Xiaoban naturally heard it. He didn't waste any time and said directly: "Uh, Teacher Zatanna, where are you?"

[Oh, Xiaoban? What's wrong? It may not be convenient here. (Fireball!) ]

Zatanna blasted the demon's head with a burst of flame magic and sealed the crack with magic.

At this moment, she was dealing with demons crossing the border.

"Let me help you! Tell me the address, and I'll be right there."

[I'm in Los Angeles, the place with the strongest magic fluctuations. And I think you need to hurry up, otherwise I'll solve it here!]

"OK, I'll be right there!"

Turning off the communication, setting the destination, counting down 1, 2, 3, done.

[The area with the strongest energy reaction is directly below. Boss, should I land?]

"No need, I have a faster way to land!"

Tian Xiaoban jumped directly off the spaceship.

Just as he was about to land, he burst out with energy!

Dancing Sky Technique. His falling trend stopped instantly. Then, he flew towards the place with the most intense elemental magic fluctuations.