The Death Knell

"I can help you, Luthor. You see, the Justice League is also my enemy."

In the darkness, there was only a beam of light shining down from a high place. It enveloped the body of the Laughing Bat, making the black clothes darker and the blood stains on it even brighter red.

He confided to Luther in a hoarse voice. He was not in a hurry to tell his plan, but was silently guiding Luther's thinking direction.

It's like placing a small piece of sugar cube under the light at night.

What will happen? Moth? Or an ant?

But after the Laughing Bat lost to Deathstroke last time, he realized that the unknown is the most fun.

Now that there is nothing outside the fourth wall, the world is running wild, and everything is different from what it was before Laughing.

Hey, it doesn't matter, he is also Batman, and Batman is the best detective in the multiverse. Even if the laughter in his own head keeps echoing, it does not affect his thinking.

Luther was indeed moved. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. This is the wisdom that humans have always followed.

He asked the Laughing Bat about his terms. This was a deal.

The Laughing Bat does have conditions, but they are insignificant.

"The condition is that you let me go, let me help you, and agree that I will keep my own plan and act alone."

"Why should I trust you?"

The Laughing Bat looked up to the sky and laughed, as if Luther had told a joke: "Oh, Lex, you don't have to trust me. Trust is stupid. You just have to believe in yourself, believe in your inner feelings, and believe that you will definitely win."

"Deal, tell me what you know."

Luthor and Laughter made a deal, business is always done quickly between smart people.

The Laughing Bat was surprisingly trustworthy. After he was released, he did not leave in a hurry, but told Luther a lot of information about the General Assembly.

According to him, the Wall of Origin is a prison, designed to imprison the existence of the totality.

The totality is the dark power of creation, a collection of high-dimensional concepts, an endless source of mysterious energy, and a super-powerful radioactive core.

"Oh, she also has a name, Perpetua, does it sound good? Haha"

Maybe he had finished telling the information he knew, or maybe he still had reservations, but the Laughing Bat only told Luther this, then waved his hand and disappeared into the darkness.

Back in the present, Luthor is studying the Synthesis in his laboratory.

He used all his means, whether it was technology or magic, but he still couldn't touch the existence of the totality.

That polyhedral barrier isolates all prying eyes from outside.

"Can you hear me? Perpetua, can you point me in the direction?"

Of course the complex would not answer him, it still emitted a faint blue light and stopped quietly on the test platform.

Suddenly, Luther felt a green-haired figure passing by the door, but when he turned his head to look, there was nothing there.

Illusion?

There was only darkness in the corridor, and the surroundings were filled with the special smell of artificial oxygen.

Grodd's voice rang in his mind, and he reported to Luthor that the others had arrived.

In fact, Luthor didn't need anyone else, he had already obtained all the necessary powers, but Grodd insisted on recruiting more villains to serve the Legion of Doom.

They'd lost Manta, and whatever the reason was, the Legion of Doom was now at a disadvantage.

Grodd doesn't like the feeling of being the underdog. He must prove to the Justice League that they have not lost.

But in view of the crisis that has just occurred on the earth, many people have turned into fish, and the same goes for the villains. The number of people they can find is very limited.

Most of them are villains who escaped from Arkham. Mr. Freeze, Scarecrow, and Ventriloquist are already considered the best in Arkham.

Of course, there are also those with stronger abilities, such as the old enemy of the Justice League, the undead, Solomon Grundy.

For example, the famous femme fatale, the 'Queen Bee' who can control people's hearts through pollen and honey.

They were all blindfolded and taken to Luthor's secret base.

"I need you and the Joker to come over as soon as possible to maintain our rule." Grodd stood by the wall, with Sinestro and Leopard Girl beside him.

Sinestro's invisible light uniform was very unstable and seemed to come and go. The same was true for its light ring, but he couldn't find the reason.

After hearing Grodd's message in the psychic network, Leopard Girl still stared at the newly joined villains: "What a primitive statement, maintaining dominance? As if we haven't done enough."

Luther sighed and took off the experimental equipment: "I still insist that this increase in personnel is unnecessary. We already have everyone we need. These guys in strange clothes cannot help us obtain the remaining two A hidden divine power."

"People like us formed an alliance to make the Justice League feel fear." Grodd bared his teeth: "Luthor, if we lose Manta Ray, we can find someone similar to him to replace him. The Justice League proves their adversaries are endless."

"Who found the Riddler? He has become a joke." Luther saw from the surveillance screen that the Riddler was actually among the team.

What are you looking for him for? Are you planning to laugh the Justice League to death?

"Huh? I didn't invite him, what about you?" Grodd looked at the two people around him doubtfully.

Leopard Girl shrugged. She had been busy treating injuries and had no time to hire anyone.

The same goes for Sinestro. He is still thinking about the ring. Something seems to have happened to the invisible light.

The Riddler was not invited by any of them.

But even if they come uninvited, the more people who join the legion, the better.

"Hiss, this smell." The Riddler's forced smile is easy to tell. He is just pretending to be normal, but in fact his heart is full of scars: "I remembered a riddle, guess where we are now?"

Surrounded by metal corridors, without any windows or signs, everyone seemed to be trapped in a bowl.

"Huh? There is a gift."

When the others were walking towards the round table, waiting for Luther to appear, Queen Bee discovered that there was a small gift box on each chair.

The green packaging and purple ribbon are full of Luther's style.

"The League of Villains will not give out gifts for membership." Grodd was even more confused, and things were getting weirder and weirder.

Leopard Girl also looked puzzled: "Don't look at me."

But at this moment, the Riddler, who has faster hands, has already opened the gift: "I want to see the answer to the riddle!"

As the ribbon was torn off, green gas spewed out of the gift box, instantly like a chain reaction, activating the gift boxes in everyone's hands, and puffs of green smoke suddenly filled the conference room.

"Luther"

"I'm here, you black-haired monkey, you should be more patient."

Grodd's harassment in the psychic network prevented Luther from concentrating on continuing the experiment. He could only tidy up his suit and tie and prepare to go out and meet those trash.

"Luthor hey we have a problem hahahahahahaha!"

Grodd's voice became distorted, as if he was trying his best to endure it, but in the end, he laughed uncontrollably.

Luther's eyes widened, something was wrong.

Just when he was stunned, the radio in the base was turned on, and a burst of hysterical laughter came from inside.

The laughter was so indulgent and willful, as if the owner of the laughter would die at any moment. The sound echoed in the empty base, making Luther's hair stand on end.

"I really wish I could hold back my laughter, but it's different from before. It's really special." The clown in the main control room scratched his hair, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he laughed so hard that he stuck out his entire tongue. : "Especially the way it echoes in your mind"

"clown"

"Tsk, you should take a look at the central hall. I don't think the newcomers can be united. Look, they are starting to tear each other apart." The clown leaned on the back of his chair and held his belly as if he was losing strength. He laughed. It was so strong that I had to use the back of the chair to keep from sliding down.

"you"

"I know you have high expectations for the chimpanzees, but I used a special formula of laughing gas for everyone. These days, the talking monkey has been enjoying the special care given to him by Uncle Clown. ', Haha." The clown lay on the console, grabbing the microphone and speaking quietly in Luther's ear: "Even if they are new arrivals, the care and warmth in the clown gift box will make them repeat customers, haha, of course. , they have to be able to survive this time.”

Luther turned back to the laboratory and locked the door with his backhand. He was going to prepare to deal with the Joker.

"You did something stupid, Joker, that's way below your villain level."

"It was you who broke the agreement first, Lex." The clown's voice came from the radio. Although his voice was funny, the viciousness in his tone was like poison.

Luthor and the Joker do have an agreement regarding the Laughing Bat.

Luthor bought the Laughing Head from the Joker, but only on the condition that the lunatic Batman be imprisoned forever to obtain information.

But Luther let him go in exchange for a helper.

There should be only one Batman in the world, and it’s his Joker’s Batman, and the Bat of Laughter is nothing!

He had warned Luther before that among the Legion of Destruction, the Joker and the Laughing Bat could only choose one or the other.

Where there are clowns, there is no laughter; where there is laughter, there are no clowns.

Luther chose to release the Laughing Bat, thinking he had taken advantage of the loophole and the Laughing Bat did not join the Legion of Destruction.

The Joker didn't say anything at the time. All of this, everything that happened recently, made the Joker very unhappy, especially the Laughing Bat.

After Laughing was released, he would definitely go to play with Batman, and the only one who could play with Batman was the Joker.

These days, the Joker has been laying out a big trap, and he has already prepared it for Luthor.

No one dares to break the Joker's agreement, and those who dare to do so will only die.

A laughing, grinning hell is waiting for Luther on his path, and the entertainment inside is guaranteed to be more exciting than any circus in the universe.