The others turned to look at him. Shiller shook his head and said, "If he were just staying in Gotham, he wouldn't need the car. Since he stole the Batmobile, it proves he plans to leave here. What do you think he'll do?"
"Get reinforcements?"
"There's no reinforcements to be had in this universe." Shiller continued, "Batman has become this mess, is it possible to still rely on the Justice League? They probably were wiped out long ago."
"What I'm saying is, he just wants to complete his mission. Batman's brawl here will not help reorganize Gotham's order at all. So you are not his teammates; he will fight against you to complete the mission."
"There are hardly any living people left in this city; those causing chaos are all arrivals from another world. So he would surely not hesitate to use some weapons of mass destruction to flatten the entire city. With no one left, it naturally counts as restoring order."
"Do you mean he'll use missiles?" Primary Universe Batman frowned, "But it's not easy for him to get military approval..."
"Gotham City is already in such a state, can there still be any decent government outside?" Shiller said helplessly, "Even if there were, it would be hard to stop him. He's best at dealing with military and government personnel."
"There are quite a few Batmen in this city," Primary Universe Batman said, frowning, "We cannot let them all die in the bombing."
"Someone may care more about their losses than you." Shiller turned to look at Mad Laugh, "I believe you've noticed, not everyone is willing to play games with Batman. You can't find any sense of presence on me, so if you don't leave, you'll risk losing people."
Mad Laugh seemed still very gloomy, even though he smiled, his mood was evidently bad. But it was not surprising, considering the blood hole on his head hadn't completely healed.
"Trust me, he'll do it." Night Owl couldn't help saying, "He's different from every Shiller; he's a heartless mission-completing machine. You can't persuade him with words."
"Shut up! You damned idiot!" Mad Laugh cursed, "Even if he razes this place, he can't kill all the Dark Batmen. Do you think I care about losing a few more people? We don't need weaklings here!"
"Is that so?" Ke Fu said disdainfully, "The ones you found aren't very strong. If you weren't planning to have them play victims to disrupt Batman's judgment, why bother finding such pitiful weaklings? If all hostages die, Batman won't hold back on you anymore."
Mad Laugh's eyes subtly shifted, clearly, he had such a plan. But the key was that those victimized Batmen weren't strong, and regular firearm bombardment was enough to hurt them. Without these people acting as shields, Batman would've charged up long ago.
The fact proved that the Laughing bat, not yet strengthened, wasn't very strong, at least not against the top power among Batmen. He knew this well, which is why he never dared to go on the battlefield.
Being found here by the opponent, he already had the intention to retreat and didn't want his hard-found meat shields to be blown up, so he decided to withdraw.
"But leaving isn't that easy." Broken Bat stood up using Death Angel's body and said, "You lured Paul, imprisoned me for 15 years. You think I'll just let it go?"
"If you stay, you'll be blown up." Mad Laugh seemed confident, saying, "Unless you go back to the basement, stay in that tank, otherwise, when the nuclear bomb comes down, nobody can escape."
"Then let's take a gamble." He brandished his weapon and said, "Let's see who dies first when the nuclear bomb arrives."
Saying so, he charged forward. Mad Laugh had to swing the chain to fight back. Primary Universe Batman was a step too slow, unable to stop him. He shook his head and said, "This is troublesome."
"I think we should retreat first." Ke Fu said, "That guy will definitely bring something big down here. I can survive, but you might not."
At this time, the few subordinates Mad Laugh had found who were originally seated on the high platform, were already getting ready to leave. Night Owl moved the fastest, almost leaving the Cathedral.
"Make a decision quickly." Ke Fu said impatiently, "Either we don't leave and all get bombed together, or we leave now."
Night Owl reached the Cathedral's door, he was about to rush out, but a tentacle slapped him back. He turned around to look at the pale figure, but the figure didn't even glance at him.
"The transmitter is with Mad Laugh!" Night Owl shouted, "It records the dark universe he's visited!"
"Shut up, you damned traitor!" Mad Laugh yelled.
The other two Batmen hearing this news no longer hesitated. They needed to know how many people Mad Laugh had beguiled, and to save these Dark Batmen, they must know which cosmos they came from and the situation in those universes. The Laughing bat's transmitter carrying these records was evidently very important.
In an instant, Batmen at the scene were all beating Mad Laugh. Mad Laugh could barely contend with any one of them, let alone so many. Within a few rounds, he was beaten down, and his face, head covered in blood, lay on the ground panting heavily.
Primary Universe Batman found the transmitter at his waist. Just as he was about to reach for it, Shiller stopped him.
Primary Universe Batman withdrew his hand. Shiller stepped forward to take the remote-like object. Without dismantling it, he couldn't see any important information inside; it just looked very peculiar.
Just as Shiller flipped the object over to check the back, a needle suddenly pierced his skin. Shiller could feel something flowing into his body.
Mad Laugh suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.
"Batman! I foresaw all this long ago! I have achieved something in this universe's gene fusion experiments. I've fused the genes of all the super villains in this cosmos and injected them into you. You're about to become the greatest, evilest, perfect super villain in the entire multiverse!!!"
Shiller just calmly looked at him, "Can you first see who I am?"
Mad Laugh's laughter abruptly stopped. He struggled to straighten his body to look forward, then realized the person holding the peculiar black object seemed a bit too thin.
Mad Laugh indeed couldn't see clearly. He first had a blood hole opened in his brain, impairing the visual area, which hadn't fully healed; then he was heavily punched by several Batmen, surely injuring his eyes, plus the blood flowing from his head trickling into his eyes, making everything a black and red blur. Being able to barely see a silhouette already counted as his incredible healing capacity.
"Then you, you will also..."
"Sorry, I don't need you. I am already the greatest, most evil, and most perfect super villain in the entire Multiverse."
Shiller turned his head, and the two Batmen were already three meters away from him.
"What do you mean by this?" he couldn't help but say, "You don't really think this stuff works on me, do you?"
"If even this thing doesn't work on you, then the fact that it works on you is actually good news," said the Primary Universe Batman.
"I..." Shiller was about to say something when his expression changed. He looked at Mad Laugh and said, "Are there excitatory neurotransmitters in this?"
Without waiting for a reply from Mad Laugh, Shiller seemed stimulated. He took a deep breath, shook his head, and said, "They're starting to get excited... hurry up and go!"
Arkham Batman was about to ask something when he suddenly seemed to remember something, and his expression changed simultaneously. He exchanged glances with the Primary Universe Batman, realizing they both thought of the same thing.
In a previous copy, they encountered two very special Shillers. To be precise, one was relatively normal, and the other was... well...
"Don't turn your back on him!" the Primary Universe Batman immediately said, "Retreat backward out! Quickly!"
The others were somewhat perplexed, but the Primary Universe Batman and Arkham Batman had already used their grapples to retreat. The others followed suit, although some, like Night Owl, turned and ran.
As soon as he ran out of the cathedral's door, he felt something rushing towards him, incredibly fast. He felt like he had collided with a speeding train.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!"
The Primary Universe Batman and Arkham Batman, retreating from window sides, heard screams from outside the main entrance. After hesitating for a moment, the Primary Universe Batman asked, "When can the nuclear bomb arrive?"
Arkham Batman shook his head.
Obviously, no matter how fast the agent was, it was impossible for him to launch a nuclear bomb in a few lines of dialogue. So the Primary Universe Batman and Arkham Batman started searching for the Dark Batman in the city as quickly as possible.
Most Dark Batmen carried deep malice and wouldn't listen to reason. Fortunately, Arkham Batman was also adept at overpowering with strength, knocking most out and taking them to the cathedral's underground.
Ke Fu had set up a barrier here. The nuclear bomb couldn't penetrate it. But the stubborn ones and unlucky ones suffered terribly.
Mad Laugh's concoction, regardless of whether it contained super villain genes, included a large amount of excitatory neurotransmitters like adrenaline, common stimulants, and various drugs to enhance neural activity. This stuff was indeed a great boost for the morbid.
From the moment the injection was completed, the ceiling was fiercely struck, shaking the entire High Tower. Ye Meng Jia De almost fell from the rooftop; if the floor hadn't been reinforced later, it would have been smashed through again.
Shiller had been pursuing Night Owl all this time. Night Owl nearly got killed by him, but coming here wasn't without preparation. Despite suffering greatly, he quickly escaped this cosmos.
And Mad Laugh, who hadn't given up, thought the fused genes would take effect on Shiller, instead of taking advantage of the gap to escape, he continued to follow Shiller.
Seeing Shiller's brutal behavior, he thought his fusion genes had finally worked. However, when Night Owl escaped this universe, Shiller's target shifted to Mad Laugh.
"No! I bestowed you with such power. You cannot...ahhhh!!"
With a flash of light across the sky, the entire city was flattened by the nuclear bomb. The agent's ear heard the "mission accomplished" prompt, like the most beautiful music, letting him breathe a sigh of relief.
He put the body he used in the Battleworld back into the hibernation pod and returned from the Kingdom of Dreams to the High Tower. Then he found the atmosphere in the High Tower was somewhat strange.
"What's wrong?" the agent asked Greed, who was looking down the skylight.
"Mad Laugh's concoction is quite powerful," Greed said helplessly. "Morbid hasn't come down and keeps chasing him."
"But the city has been flattened, hasn't it?"
"Yes, Mad Laugh ultimately escaped too. But now Morbid is controlling our bodies to pursue him."
"Pursued him?"
"Chased into the dark universe. And the particular dark universe where Mad Laugh is located is one of the Battleworld copies, with players currently doing tasks inside."
Greed wore an expression of resignation and said, "If this keeps up, the entire universe will truly know us."
"Can you see the situation in that universe?"
"We're trying to find a way."