"What?" Bruce asked from the side.

“Lock me up with the clowns of this world.” The Destroyer’s eyes flickered, as if recalling something. “We all know that the clowns are a great threat, but I’ve seen the Batman Who Laughs, and I know it better than you do.”

"The Batman Who Laughs was captured by the Joker on some Earth, tortured, and then killed the Joker when he couldn't stand it anymore. He then inhaled laughing gas and became a Joker version of Batman... Although in the Dark Knights, my strength and that of Iron Fist are the strongest, no one can deny that the Batman Who Laughs is the most terrifying."

“He is more unpredictable, more insane, and more threatening than any of us Batmen have ever seen a Joker. I do want to target Clark in various worlds, but I absolutely do not want to see another Maniac laugh. That would be too terrible.”

The Rapeseed raised his handcuffed hands. "Lock me up with the Joker. In my current mental state, only the Joker can distract me from constantly focusing on Clark."

"And if the clowns in this world are as hopeless as those in the world of The Laughing Maniac... then at least, I'll kill your clown for you. If I become the next The Laughing Maniac, you'll be able to kill me. Even if the laughing gas continues to transfer to you, it will be weakened considerably. With your willpower, you should be able to resist it."

In the world of Laughing Mania, nitrous oxide is almost a conceptual item. The Batman of that Earth, who had been part of the Justice League for a long time and had all sorts of defensive items, was still no match for nitrous oxide and quickly fell into depravity.

While clowns in other worlds also use laughing gas, none are as terrifying. Therefore, as long as one person acts as a buffer, safety can still be guaranteed.

“You seem to be contemplating suicide,” Bruce said quietly.

The ravager didn't mince words, letting out a bitter laugh: "My world is gone. If it weren't for uncovering the true faces of superhumans from other worlds, what would be the point of living?"

"Why do you think that way?" Kasa asked.

Given his status, he originally intended to speak less, but the mindset of a tyrant still compelled him to interrupt.

"Why don't you think that way?" The Destroyer stared at him in astonishment. "If it were you, your family, your hometown, even the entire universe where you were born would be gone, everyone you knew would either be insane or dead, and you would have already succeeded in taking your revenge. Would you still want to live?"

Upon hearing this, Kassadin immediately became serious, glaring at the ravager with extreme displeasure. His entire demeanor instantly revealed a steely and unyielding air as he shouted, "You bastard, what nonsense are you spouting!"

The sound was so loud, and the heart-wrenching disappointment it contained startled the ravager, who stared at him blankly with his eyelids drooping.

Kasa slammed his fist on the table and stood up, pointing at the victim's nose and yelling, "Human life is only once. Every life is an independent self. Family, love, friendship, hometown—these are all beautiful things, but they are not your reason for living!"

"To place your reason for living on the shoulders of others is a cowardly act of escapism, and you should feel ashamed of yourself! Losing everything is certainly tragic, but if they are truly your dear family and friends, none of them would want you to die like them. You should find your own true dream and goal to live!"

"Don't burden your entire life on the shoulders of others. If you still consider yourself an adult, you should know that you no longer have the privileges of an immature child!"

Swear loudly!

Not to mention the ravager, even Bruce was stunned. Ever since he met Kassadin, Kassadin had always been the savior and a caring uncle in the group. This was the first time he had ever seen a tough guy like this, pointing at people and cursing them!

Most importantly, the more he pondered these words, the more insightful they became, giving him a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Bruce didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that if he were to be reduced to the experience of a ravager, he might make similar choices to the ravagers... Yes, wouldn't that be running away? Wouldn't that be refusing to take responsibility for his own life? That would be cowardly!

The same words spoken by different people have completely different persuasive power.

Isn't Ultraman Leo someone who has lost everything? Yet he still gets up again and again, shouldering the burden of his life. For Leo, wasn't the incident of Astra stealing the Ultra Key just like what happened to the tyrant, Babar, before it was revealed that he was the one impersonating Babar?

But Leo chose to fight back, and even when Astra pushed him out as a human shield during battle, he did not give up on himself.

It is obvious that Kassa's will is even stronger than Leo's, and his choices will be even more decisive and correct!

How could such resounding words coming from the mouth of an Ultra Warrior be without reason?

"You, this..." The Raider was stunned, stammering for several seconds before subconsciously retorting, "So you mean, when I went to avenge everyone by killing Clark, I was running away?!"

“I didn’t say that,” Kassa said coldly. “You took the Doomsday Cell to avenge people. That was your own will, your dream and goal at the time. You were indeed carrying the burden of your life back then. There was nothing wrong with seeking revenge.”

"But what you shouldn't have done was expand your hatred after you had taken your revenge, making other people who had no grudge against you and were likely truly innocent targets for revenge. And you shouldn't have run away now after thinking that there was no hope for expanding your revenge."

"Your vision is too narrow. You're just stuck in your past. But look, not to mention the entire universe, just on this new Earth, you can start a new future, new relationships, or even get rid of the Batman identity to do something else."

"Your future has never been limited. You are still young. You are the one who has bound yourself. You only think about past relationships and your hometown, so much so that you refuse to look at anyone else. Do you think I would praise you for being devoted? You are wrong. You are just playing the role of a tragic protagonist, wallowing in self-pity. You are an utterly foolish bastard!"

"You clearly understand these principles, so what have you been doing all this time? Wake up!"

Chapter 213 A Flawed Superhero, A Creator with a Perverse Interest

Bruce Wayne is a genius, without a doubt. Whether it's his grasp of reason or his mastery of technology, you can see it all by observing his effortless manipulation of other superheroes and supervillains in the DC universe, both consciously and unconsciously, and by his well-organized Batcave.

A person who knows how to manipulate others in this way must be the one who understands people's hearts best.

Therefore, Kassa refused to believe that he didn't understand such a simple principle as "it is okay to cherish the past, but one should not dwell on it." Even if this was Bruce from a parallel universe, he was still Bruce, not much different.

But the one who was being bullied simply chose to cower like a turtle, which made him laugh in exasperation.

"Because of the loss of past relationships, past hometown, and everything else, you feel deeply traumatized and want to shrink your head and heart, refusing to get close to others and refusing others to get close to you, only caring about your own obsession, and making madness your life goal? You coward!"

Snapped!

A powerful slap landed, nearly sending the abuser flying!

His cheeks quickly swelled up, and the ravager who had been swung around so many times was stunned. He stared at Kasa blankly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

I've never been slapped like this before, nor have I ever suffered such humiliation or been taught such a lesson!

Not to mention that his parents, who died when he was young, only cared for him, Alfred, as his butler, would never treat him that way. Later, when the Justice League and the Bat-Family were established, he was the leader of both forces. As the tallest one, he was always the one who taught others a lesson, and no one ever taught him a lesson.

Even if some people oppose his actions, no one dares to do so. At most, they might criticize him with a few relatively strong words, but those criticisms are all superficial.

As for enemies like the Joker, they simply don't have that opportunity. In his world, Gotham's villains have basically never been able to defeat him.

But now...

"what……"

The ravager trembled. He was a man in his thirties, a mature middle-aged man who had spent his life educating others. Looking back on his past, he suddenly realized that he had never been directly educated by anyone from such a higher and more correct position in his entire life.

The ravager trembled in a daze, suddenly feeling a strange emotion. If his parents were still alive, would they treat him the same way if they saw him like this? His father was an upright and resolute man; perhaps he would!

Thinking this, the abuser, who never cried out in pain no matter how badly he was beaten, didn't even realize that a few tears were involuntarily falling from the corners of his eyes, and he began to sob.

A scruffy-bearded man, a man who had spent his whole life carrying the burdens of others, suddenly broke down all his defenses and burst into tears.

All his grievances and pain were suddenly released; he didn't say a word, he just kept crying.

If anyone else saw him like this, they would be dumbfounded and seriously doubt their eyesight. Yes, how could Batman possibly cry?

But Batman is also human.

If a person cannot cry, it's simply because they haven't found a father to whom they can confide their sorrows.

No one in the world has ever been worthy of Batman's confiding, not even Alfred, who was just his butler, nor Clark, who was just his close friend.

Only Kasa, only Ultraman Kasa, perfectly achieved the top position in terms of power, identity, status, experience, mentality, and age. Moreover, when he was redeemed from Doomsday, he was also given a connection to that heart, making his emotions unique.

Children often think that adults are very capable and strong, but in the end, every adult is just struggling forward in confusion, afraid to show their pain.

"Ah, ooh, ah..."

The ravager's weeping is relatively silent; his wailing is more evident in the sheer volume of tears that flow like a dam breaking and the extremely sorrowful expression on his face.

He had held back for so long that even when he finally cried, he wouldn't sob out loud.

"—"

As a fellow Batman, Bruce could understand how the Destroyer was feeling, but he still couldn't keep his composure. He immediately turned his face away, looking a little embarrassed, as if his teeth were aching.

For him, seeing another version of himself crying with a face almost identical to his own seemed a bit too embarrassing.

Kasa let out a long sigh. Looking at the ravager who had vented his anger, he did not hug him like a child. Instead, he reached out the hand that had just slapped Ultraman and grasped the ravager's hand, holding it tightly together.

The abuser clung to the hand like it was a lifeline, crying for a full five or six minutes before finally regaining his composure.

During this time, none of the three said anything more; sometimes, silence is more effective than words.

Seeing that the Tyrant had calmed down and his expression was no longer that of someone who only wanted to die, Bruce finally asked, "Have you figured it out?"

“I still harbor doubts about all of Clark,” the Destroyer said. “And I still insist on keeping the Joker locked up.”

Hearing this, Bruce nodded, and after a moment's thought, Casa encouraged him, "Yes, do what you think is right."

They still harbored doubts about Clark, implying that they would not take action against him.

They still have to be locked up with the Joker, but their goals are different now. Before, they wanted to die together with the Joker, but now they want to restrain the Joker, prevent him from escaping, and prevent him from becoming another anchor point for Barbatos' invasion of the earth.

The Destroyers are now like a rainbow after the rain, completely renewed. Although they are still a bit awkward, at least they have found some new direction for themselves.

He even had a sense of humor and would joke: "If I still think destroying the world is the right thing to do, then you don't think so, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Kasa simply smiled and said nothing more. If this was a double standard, then let Ultraman be a group of double standard guys.

The matter of the Devas can be temporarily concluded here. As things stand, the outcome is quite appropriate. Bruce no longer needs to worry about the Devas being brainwashed by the Joker on his side. Having already spent time with the Laughing Man, the Devas are clearly more wary of the Joker than anyone else.

As Kassadin and Bruce got up to leave, the Destroyer paused, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, he was still Batman. Having already embarrassed himself once, he wouldn't embarrass himself a second time.

Even though he was envious.

"Although I wasn't the one who encountered Ultraman... please cherish this good fortune, Bruce Wayne."

……

I have a guess.

"Ok?"

“In the DC universe, perhaps many people are born with flaws,” Kassadin said slowly. “It’s not just the Devastator. Bruce, including you, and other superheroes in your world, may all have flaws similar to the Devastator’s.”

Bruce lowered his head, offering no rebuttal, but simply listening in silence.

Before he got the chat group, he would definitely have objected. If the city he wanted to protect or the person he loved most were gone, what's wrong with going crazy? It's immoral, but it's probably normal.

But after repeatedly watching the Ultraman series, having many conversations with Kasa, and visiting the Hachiman world once, briefly escaping the constraints of the DC world, his thinking broadened.

Why would this be considered normal? It's clearly unreasonable.

It's understandable that an ordinary person might go crazy or fall into despair if they encounter such a catastrophic event, because the reason ordinary people are ordinary is precisely because their will is not very strong.

However, objectively speaking, even ordinary people who encounter this kind of situation are not necessarily driven to madness and depravity. They also have a certain probability of recovering, continuing their daily lives and work, and embarking on a new future and social interactions.

Not to mention the superheroes.

Those who can become superheroes, regardless of their strength, are generally excellent in terms of willpower. No matter how much of a "family hero," "lover hero," or "hometown hero" they are, the probability of them giving up on themselves or even falling into evil after encountering such events should be much lower according to normal thinking.

But the reality is completely the opposite of this theory.

According to the Destroyer, there are always other heroes besides Batman who fall from grace in various worlds, and this is not only happening in the Dark Multiverse, but also in the Positive Multiverse, where fallen heroes are not isolated cases.

Honestly, is this still a superhero? When did superheroes' wills become so weak? They fall into depravity in this and that, because they can fall into depravity in all sorts of things. Aside from being fearless of pain and death, their willpower might not even be as strong as that of ordinary people, right?

"Do you think that the heroes in our worldview might all be born with congenital defects?"

Bruce pondered, "If there exists a creator similar to God who created two multiverses, then we special beings were already predetermined before birth, and our will must have at least one gap, one loophole?"

Kassa nodded slightly: "I need to take a closer look at the other heroes in this world first. If that's indeed the case, then..."

That proves that the entire DC universe is completely insane, with almost no truly righteous people to speak of, and all the superheroes are essentially ticking time bombs!

Chapter 214 Penguins Strike Back, Superman's Mental Slippage

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