Laughing American comics, I am becoming more and more like a clown

"I'm a mad dog chasing a car. Even if I catch up, I don't know what to do. And you are the mad man driving the car that I'm chasing. When I stop chasing you, you don't know what to do either..." His voice softened, as if he was talking to a baby:

"You tell me, you tell me your direction, you tell me your destination... I saw the evil you did to Gotham. You have given up on this city, right?"

He laughed wildly, "You're wrong. I won't kill you... You will always be the dog chasing me. I'll just put a rope on you and tie you to the car... If you give up chasing me, you'll be dragged along... You'll be chased for the rest of your life!"

"How I once prayed for your response, Bat...but now I find..." The Joker laughed again, but it was more like a cry:

"You didn't even kill me this time. I even weakened the Joker virus a lot this time... Why are you still like this, my dear? Why did you still leave me?"

He suddenly became angry and shouted at the top of his lungs: "You monster! You are a shoddy product! You are just a 'joke' to me! A soulless saboteur! A failed copy! A pathetic fake!"

"No, Joker, you are the beginning, and I am the end." The Batman Who Laughs straightened up, as if a soul was injected into the bat sculpture and it came alive.

He looked down at his former enemy and said, "I have restarted this world countless times... Look, I finally found you again."

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Lucian woke up from his sleep...or rather coma. His pupils gradually focused and he saw the grayish-white dim walls and the dark rolling clouds.

He held his head and felt dizzy, similar to a hangover.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp and piercing voice reached his ears.

[You exchanged illusion for immortality]

【Welcome to Universe-22】

"-22? What's named after a minus sign and a number?"

Lucian couldn't help but wonder, and then some information emerged from his blank memory.

"The Dark Multiverse in the DC Universe."

?

"Passed through?"

……

He threatened the owner of the balcony where he woke up, a sophisticated girl, and robbed her.

"This shows that I wasn't a good person before."

Something was discovered by robbing Lucian.

First of all, this is Gotham Crime Alley.

Secondly, both Gordon and Catwoman are dead.

Finally, the Joker is on his way.

He had a bad feeling...

"Isn't this the Batman Who Laughs?"

Lucian stood on the roof and looked into the distance, and saw explosions coming towards them one after another.

He lowered his head to the gun in his hand and thought silently: "I have to save the Joker."

Although the current situation is that the Joker kidnapped Batman.

That's why he's holding a pistol to the Joker's head now.

"Wow... Wow..." The clown was surprised, with some sarcasm in his green eyes, as if he couldn't believe it:

"You're... pointing it at me?"

"What good do you think this will do me?"

"I have something to tell you." Lucien knew that this was useless, but he didn't let it go.

"Do you have any last words?" The clown tilted his head slightly, a sense of threat rising in his voice.

"Let go of Batman."

"What joke are you talking about?"

"Actually." Lucian's expression showed no sign of joking. "If you continue, you will die, and Batman will be infected with the Joker virus and become a fusion of you."

"Become the Batman Who Laughs, and eventually kill countless people and destroy the world."

The clown squinted his eyes at him and finally laughed: "Okay, I admit, kid, you are much funnier than me."

"I have another suggestion." With the gun locked on the clown's head, Lucian said, "Let me kill you."

The clown blocked the muzzle of the gun with his palm, with a playful expression: "Are you serious?"

Lucien took a deep breath and calmed down the impatience that had arisen from nowhere in his heart: "Sorry... I was too excited."

He turned the gun on Batman: "I should kill him."

clown:? ? ?

Chapter 37 The Death of Batman

The best way to deal with the Batman Who Laughs is not to kill the Joker in advance, nor to inform everyone to prepare for a comprehensive response... The monster that is destined to be hatched from this dark multiverse should be smashed in its eggshell before it is born.

"Okay, I believe you a little." The clown looked at Lucian's serious expression and laughed dumbly: "But don't you think you are... a little extreme?"

Lucien ignored him and pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

The Joker misfired and the bullet hit the wall.

Lucien looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"You're not from Gotham, are you?" The Joker questioned, "Why do you want to kill him? Where's the fun in that? Even if you really want to kill him... you should destroy his altar in front of everyone."

Lucian pondered for a moment, but in less than a second, the muzzle of the gun locked onto Batman's lowered head again: "This is safer."

He fired again, but the Joker missed again.

"What do you think?" Lucian looked at him in disbelief.

"You are so rude. This is my prey, kid." The clown threatened like a dragon guarding a treasure.

"I have to kill him!"

"The reality is you don't have the ability."

Lucian felt that the current plot was like a long, smelly foot binding cloth.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down again: "What do you want?"

"At least you need to explain yourself... I've never met you before. You can't possibly let me trust you and let you kill him."

Because I'm familiar with the plot, because I'm a time traveler, because I don't have any weird feelings towards Batman, because...

Lucian suddenly felt inspired, and he smiled slowly.

"Because I'm your future...and because I'm also a clown."

An inexplicable confidence made him twirl the pistol, and his smile widened again: "What I just said is the future."

The clown's acid green eyes stared at his yellow-brown, and after a serious look, he laughed loudly: "I don't believe it."

Lucian and the Joker are very similar. They have similar height, weight, build, and facial features. The only difference is their hair color, eye color, and a smile.

Lucian controlled the arc of his smile. It was a big and natural smile, with a touch of warmth and honesty:

"This is the truth. After you died, Batman was infected with the Joker virus. He resurrected you and you became me."

Lucien thought that he seemed to be a born liar, and perhaps he had been engaged in fraud or pyramid schemes.

"As much as I want to gain your trust, unfortunately, my past... I sacrificed most of my memories in order to come back. This is all I can remember."

The Joker is very difficult to deceive. He is well versed in psychology and an expert in manipulating human nature. But it is not known whether this deception is directed at Batman or he is really convinced by Lucian.

The madman took a rare step back: "Okay, I won't continue to provoke him. I will leave for the time being... until I verify the authenticity of what you said."

This psychopath actually gave up all his work of so many days just because of another set of nonsensical theories.

But Lucian was not satisfied, and once again pointed the gun at Batman, even leaning over and poking the muzzle of the gun into his head:

"I think you must know one thing, my innocent child."

Lucien's smile widened. "It wasn't some damn Joker virus that destroyed Batman. It was the Joker's actions that destroyed him, darling."

"He is now in despair. Perhaps tomorrow, or perhaps soon, he will become someone we all don't want to see."

"My suggestion is... to kill him."

The Joker still tried to stop it, but this time the bullet was faster.

With the bang of a gunshot, blood splattered all around, and the Dark Knight of Gotham fell to the ground in the alley at the age of eight.

……

Lucian breathed a sigh of relief, and a huge rock that had been pressing down on his heart was lifted up.

The Joker silently withdrew his hand that wanted to stop him, and watched his lifelong enemy die in front of him with indifference and confusion.

Especially being killed by his so-called future self.

He couldn't help but let out a "ha".

……

"So, your mission is accomplished, isn't it?" The Joker kicked Batman's body and looked at Lucien: "Then why don't you go back to my future?"

"If you don't leave now, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress the urge to kill you."

Lucian was surprised at his own indifference. He blew the smoke from the muzzle of his gun and wiped the blood on his clothes before answering:

"I don't think it's enough."

"what?"

"We have to cremate him." Lucian lifted Batman's feet and motioned for the Joker to grab his shoulders. "You know, there are many ways to resurrect... He might even be able to climb out of the grave again."

clown:……

He had no intention of going forward, but he did not stop Lucien when he ordered the members of the Joker Gang.

He just watched quietly as the enemy who had been entangled with him for half his life was carried into the car as a corpse, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it silently.