Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

At this moment, a certain string in Morty's mind finally snapped in the most sudden way. He always believed that no matter how troublesome things were, things would always be bitter at first but sweet at second.

But he felt that his repeated tolerance had brought him nothing but more unanswered mysteries!

I don't care anymore! Are you guys afraid that Rick the Clown will come back to life?

But they refused to reveal even the slightest bit of valuable information to me!

That's no longer my problem!

Morty reached into his pocket for the teleportation gun. He was no longer the same person he used to be, so why wouldn't he carry a teleportation gun with him so he could escape in case of emergency?

"I've had enough! Let you and your plans rot in this wretched hell!! You wretched thing who's lived your whole life in the shadows, afraid to show your face in the sun!!"

After yelling at his grandfather, Morty pointed at C137 and cursed, "And you! You piece of trash, you think life is so meaningless? I'd like you to just go die, okay?! What's the point of living such a twisted life? Wrong! None of this has any meaning! Absolutely none!!!"

"You live such a meaningless life, believing everything is meaningless, so why are you dragging us here to suffer with you?!"

"So the meaning of everything you've done has long since changed from avenging your wife and daughters to dragging us all into this torment, hasn't it?"

After berating C137, Morty didn't forget to give Dark Morty and Rick the Clown a good dressing down as well.

"You clown with that perpetually smug smile! You think you're so great? You're nothing but a piece of trash who schemes behind people's backs!"

"And you! Who are you trying to cosplay by painting your face white? You haven't learned a single bit of the Joker's essence, all you've learned is his loud laughter, laughing at you, you son of a bitch! You're a complete waste of Rick!"

After spraying the four people with his weapon, Morty immediately opened a portal and ran away, leaving the four people in the opera house looking at each other in an awkward silence.

To be fair...

Dark Mo's purpose in coming here is simply to stir up trouble, watch Grandpa and C137 fight it out, and get him to take the initiative to charge in and start the fight.

Maybe in the next life!

C137 just wanted to figure out what tricks Grandpa was up to and confirm whether the other party had already put the plan into action.

A fight? No way! This isn't a game where you're confined to a small map once the fighting starts, and the two sides have to fight to the death before it ends.

If you want to run away, just run away.

As for Grandpa... he feels he's the most hurt... He does have many things he can't tell Morty, but we're in Hell, it doesn't seem like our identities are being revealed, right?

My plan was clearly to fool C137 and then go save Quinn, but somehow I ended up getting yelled at...

"Geez! You two, could you please not come here again, whether you have something to do or not?"

"Next time I see a portal open in front of me at home, I'll just fire an antimatter annihilation cannon at it, no matter who's using it!"

Grandpa threw down some threatening words at the group and then planned to leave to go and bring Morty back first.

But... he found he couldn't move!

Not only is he unable to move! Even Dark Morpheus, C137, and Rick the Clown are unable to move!

What followed was that the movements kept flowing backwards!

"Jesus! It's time reversal!!! How did he do that?!"

"How should I know?! That's your Morty!!!"

"Is it possible... that it's the guy lying on the ground?"

While Grandpa and C137 were shifting blame to each other, Dark Mori kept rewinding the video while urging the two to hurry up and go see Rick the Joker.

Rick the Clown lay on the ground, laughing maniacally, his body contorting in pain: "Hahahaha! Don't get any ideas! It's me! I have a death device installed in my body! Once I die, I release a gas that will inhale, and whoever kills me will definitely inhale that gas that has a 'combustion-enhancing' effect on the mind!"

"You've been arguing for so long! Now it's my turn!"

Chapter 599 Bat Rick

Death device...

This refers to a user who, after death, possesses certain special weapons that can kill those who killed the user but still insist on walking up to the enemy like an idiot and uttering a few words of nonsense.

Grandpa has it, C137 has it, and Dark Mo also has it.

So, as a clown Rick who comes from an infinite universe, how could he be so naive as not to install a death device on himself?

Are you suggesting that you become an NPC who drops gold coins and equipment after being killed by an enemy?

"Hahahaha! I really didn't expect you to choose a universe with an afterlife to live in! It allows me to 'live' and see my revenge, and even gives me a chance to be resurrected!"

"This is hilarious! You scheming bastard, you've actually gotten yourself into trouble!"

Rick the clown was practically ecstatic, having just finished toying with the three people there. He couldn't believe that while they were busy telling riddles, none of them noticed that he was quietly planting seeds of resentment in Morty's heart.

The speed at which the seed took root and sprouted did indeed exceed his expectations.

Time travel!

To use some very trendy phrases...

I, Rick the Clown, have been reborn! In this life... I will... Hahahahahahahahaha!!!

As the faces of the three men turned ashen, Rick the Joker's piercing laughter was like red-hot needles stabbing into their eardrums.

And all of this was something the three of them were powerless to stop...

Time travel has begun!

Stain retreated from outside, and the three of them separated, beginning to flow backward in time. Rick the Joker watched as the three of them flowed backward in front of him.

His smile grew wider and wider.

Like a blooming flower.

The iron nails that held his soul in place were slowly flowing out of his body and returning to Stein's hands.

Everything is flowing backwards, backwards, backwards.

Until a silver portal opened on the stage, seemingly unaffected by the time reversal, yet capable of instantly wiping the smile from Rick the Clown's face.

"Alright, Joker, you've caused enough trouble. It's time to go back to your final resting place!"

With a deep voice, a strong and tall physique, and a very handsome chin, the man who walked out of the silver portal was none other than Batman Rick.

The person following behind him was Morty, who looked utterly speechless.

Upon returning to the C167 universe, he saw this giant bat... oh no! It was Batman Rick, a guy nearly 1.89 meters tall, standing like a guardian deity at the entrance from the living room to the dining room.

What happens next...?

Morty didn't say anything, but Rick, the Batman who looked very opinionated and stubborn, took out a small device and started reversing time.

What's even more audacious is that this guy was able to open a portal next to Rick the Joker when time reversed, attempting to take him away directly.

this...

Can't you even follow some basic rules of time?!

Do you know how hard I worked to achieve that time loop?

The way you're acting makes our previous success and joy after completing the time loop seem incredibly silly!

As Rick the Clown's soul was being watched, Batman Rick grabbed it and threw it into a small glass bottle. He was clearly a ruthless and taciturn character, and just as he was about to leave...

Grandpa and C137 traveled back in time.

The scene fell silent instantly.

The debris from the previous explosion is flowing back little by little over time, and fragments of doors, floors, and stairs are slowly flying through the air.

The three Ricks exchanged only one glance.

"Morty!!! Kill him!!! Otherwise, Arkham Asylum will be waiting for us!!!"

"Morty! This is no joke! Let's attack together! Otherwise, this moral guardian... Geez! Attack!!!"

Before Morty could fully react, Grandpa's antimatter annihilation cannon had already begun firing at Batman Rick, and C137, no longer able to subdue everyone with a small energy pistol as before, had switched to an energy gun with a larger caliber.

Under dual firefights.

Bat Rick unleashed his incredible hand-to-hand combat abilities.

As the two bursts of energy hurtled toward his face, he stepped back and stomped against the wall, using the suction device on his black boots and the acceleration device to complete a 180-degree spin.

In 0.5 seconds, he ran three steps from the wall to the ceiling and pounced on Grandpa and C137. His deliberately unfurled black cape, combined with the mask on his face, made him look no different from the real Batman at that moment.

But unlike the original Batman, Bat-Rick's methods are more radical and his attacks are more high-tech.

A large swarm of bats poured out from inside the open cloak.

boom! ! !

At the same time! The main gate, which had just been restored by time, was kicked open by Dark Morty, who was holding a multi-barreled Gatling gun and opened fire on Morty.

"Sorry, this isn't a personal matter, Morty!"

With a firing rate of 9 rounds per minute, at least 150 small energy bullets are fired from the muzzle in 0.1 seconds.

He threw down the antimatter annihilation cannon at his grandfather, who had dodged to the side. He not only discovered that after completing his actions, he was back in the same place due to time reversal, but he also thought of that black, upside-down iron tower.

At that time, the bats that covered the entire rock ceiling...

"Jesus! So that's how it is?!"

Looking back, when I saw those bats, I just regarded them as ordinary creatures and never bothered to investigate why a bunch of bats could survive in a mysterious iron tower thousands of meters underground, a place where the only way in and out was for one person.

The answer has always been right in front of me!

Batman Rick!

Although Grandpa saw a part of the truth at that moment, it was only half of the truth. He was overwhelmed by bats and everything went black, so he didn't see Dark Mo rush in at all.

A storm of energy bullets, each firing 1500 times per second, struck Morty immediately, causing him to look up and lose his ability as the Master of Mind. After switching to nanobots, his combat power dropped by more than half.

Therefore, facing the most common attack methods in this interstellar era, the number of nanobots produced by Morty is just enough to offset Dark Morty's attack, but it definitely does not include the option of counterattacking.

Along with Dark Mo, the Ruicheng Commando Team also rushed into the house.

After several changes and replacements, the Ruicheng Commando Team was firmly under his control. When the group rushed in to capture Morty...

Dark Morty and the Ruicheng Commando then realized that Morty wasn't the only one inside the house...

"This guy's dressed like Batman... and he even deliberately cut off the top of his hat to show his bald head... wait, is this Batman Rick?"

Dark Mo just finished complaining.