bookbashuk Chapter 2446: Battle for the Cloak (2)
Chapter 2446: Battle for the Cloak (2)
Chapter 2446: Battle for the Cloak (Part )
Several groups of people quickly gathered at Barbara's clock tower base. Nightwing was wearing a uniform and holding a weapon box in his hand. Robin was not wearing Robin's costume, but brought a computer he had gotten from Batman before.
Jason and his friends came from Wayne Manor, not only bringing their own equipment, but also driving the Batmobile and even bringing the dessert that Alfred had just made.
The only one who was still wearing that very handsome armor was the Arkham Knight, but what was out of place was that he was holding a bat doll that was half his height.
How big is this doll? This 200-pound giant Robin bird that can block Batman has to be hugged with both hands, and even lean back to prevent it from dragging on the ground.
Arkham Knight threw the doll onto the sofa behind Barbara, let out a long sigh, put his hands on his hips, looked at the doll and said, "I knew Batman wasn't that kind. It took me half an hour to get this thing down from the attic."
He was the one who spoke just now. Jason moved closer in surprise, but did not find anything unusual on the bat doll.
This big doll is actually in the shape of a cartoon bat, with a horizontal oval in the middle with two pointed ears, two round eyes in the center of the oval, and two big bat wings next to the oval. The whole doll is made of long-hair, which is very shiny satin hair, and the stitching is very delicate. It feels very soft, making it very suitable for holding while sleeping.
The only problem is that this thing is so big that it can kick a person off a double bed, and so far everyone in the house has been unable to see the way while holding onto it.
Several other people also came over and touched the doll left and right, but there was actually nothing to touch. The Arkham Knight had celebrated his last birthday at Wayne Manor, but Alfred insisted on bringing it back and even cooked a table full of delicious food.
The atmosphere during the meal was very solemn, but it was not surprising, after all, the two protagonists at the table had no mouths. But the climax of the whole banquet was that Batman took out the doll from somewhere - his movements were not elegant at the time - and everyone was stunned.
Because this thing looked so soft and nice to touch, everyone gave it a big hug, but it was actually just a larger doll, nothing special.
The Arkham Knight waved at Jason and the others, signaling them to move aside, then swung his fist and punched the bat doll in the center. With a bang, a big hole was smashed in the middle.
But this was obviously not the sound that smashing a doll should make. Sure enough, a small thing that was probably only one-fifth the size of the doll flew out of the doll, covering its head and squeaking.
When the little thing that was covering its head let go of its hands, everyone realized that this thing did look a bit like this doll, especially the head part.
The overall structure of this thing is Batman, with ears on its head and wings on its back, but its head is big and its body is small. Its head is a horizontal oval with two big eyes in the center of the oval and two big front teeth sticking out of its mouth below.
"Oh! I told you I was preparing for a grand entrance, why are you in such a hurry?!"
Arkham Knight looked very annoyed. He said, "Why are you still showing up at this hour? Tell me what's going on. What happened to Batman?"
"I'll say it again, call me Bat-Mite." The little thing rubbed its head and said, "You rude little bastard, I shouldn't have sung you a lullaby if I had known. If it weren't for Batman, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you..."
"Well, Mr. Bat-Mite, uh, sir." Dick looked at him and said, "We are indeed concerned about Batman's condition. I think you are too. Why don't you tell us now and we can find a solution together."
Bat-Mite immediately accelerated and flew over, hugged Dick, kissed him hard on the cheek and said, "Of course, my sweet baby."
Then he glared at the Arkham Knight and said, "You're not like that little bastard who had a collection of Batman photos, postcards, and key chains, but insisted on saying that he was..."
"Shut up!!!!"
In a fit of rage, the overly strong robin even swung the giant bat doll and slammed the bat mite into the opposite wall with a bang.
Bat-Mite stuck out his tongue, his eyes sparkling, and sat for a while before flying up. He shook his head and said, "No one loves a mean child. Batman will never like you."
Barbara also glared at Arkham Knight, sat on the chair and reached out to catch the bat mite that fell from mid-air, touched his head and said, "Sorry, sir, I hope you are not hurt? Maybe you can go sit in the doll for a while, so that guy can't use it as a weapon."
"Good idea." Bat Mite nodded. He made the huge bat doll float up, dug a hole between the two ears of the bat doll, lay down himself, and turned the big doll into his throne. He sat on it and looked down at the world triumphantly.
"I'm not kidding. Batman is in danger now, but I'm afraid you're the only ones who can save him, because an old enemy of mine, who's actually an old friend, has been following me. If the two of us fight, all universes will be destroyed."
"Actually, if Batman was in ordinary danger, I wouldn't show up. But this time the trouble is caused by one of my kind. I mean a five-dimensional creature. Do you know?"
Several people looked at each other. This word was a little unfamiliar to them, but Jason repeated the word and said, "Does dimension mean dimension? I seem to have heard some people who have driven spaceships say this word. Some spaceships can jump between dimensions. This is a very magical technology."
"You are only partially right." Bat-Mite said, "There are indeed creatures that can travel through dimensions, but they actually just stay in the dimensional channel for a short time. However, creatures from different dimensions like us are like fairies and demons that naturally live in different dimensions. We are the natives of the dimensions, not travelers."
"So, Batman encountered a dimensional goblin this time?"
"To be precise, it's a five-dimensional little devil, the same kind as me. Not as strong as me, but still powerful enough to give Batman a hard time." Bat-Mite shook his big head helplessly and said, "Humans are too fragile. Not to mention the five-dimensional, even the four-dimensional, which is only one dimension higher than you, can cause a devastating blow to you."
Robin couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up, walked to the side of Bat-Mite and asked, "What should we do? Will you help us? Or is there any way to defeat you creatures?"
"Forget about defeating us." Bat-Mite crossed his legs and said, "We are in different dimensions, so it is difficult for you to defeat us fundamentally. However, since we are not creatures of this dimension and our connection with this dimension is not deep enough, there are some ways to expel us from our original universe and prevent us from coming back in a short period of time. I suggest you use this method."
"Okay, so how do we expel the fifth-dimensional being that threatens Batman?"
"I don't know." Bat-Mite shook his head.
Arkham Knight grabbed a pillow and threw it at Bat-Mite, who waved it open and said, "I'm not kidding you. Every five-dimensional creature has different rules and weaknesses. Generally speaking, the more powerful the five-dimensional creature, the more difficult it is to expel it. But the one Batman is facing now is not very strong."
"So is there any pattern here?" Tim grasped the point sharply and said, "Since they are the same method of expelling creatures, there must be similarities."
"Oh, clever little darling, you are right. The key to expelling five-dimensional creatures lies in their names. You can think of a solution from this aspect."
Several people looked at each other, not knowing whether they should believe this mysterious creature, but soon Bat-Mite spoke again: "Oh, I forgot to remind you before, you said one thing wrong, the one threatening Batman is not just the five-dimensional little devil guy, I actually heard that he was an unlucky guy who was captured a long time ago."
"He was arrested. By whom?"
"It's hard for me to say, because that might cause trouble for another troublesome guy. Anyway, I took the risk to come here to inform you for Batman. The rest is up to you to figure out. Besides, I also have to stop my old rival from causing trouble for Superman. The big guy is not in a good condition right now."
Bat-Mite was about to fly away, but Dick suddenly stopped him and said, "Well, thank you very much for your help. It seems that you like this doll very much. I think we can give it to you as a thank you gift, but can you please answer our last question?"
Bat-Mite stopped immediately as he was about to leave. He flew back and circled around Dick a few times, saying, "Oh my god, I'm so envious of the Batman in your universe. You're such a sweetheart. Okay, what do you want to ask?"
"Is Superman still alive?"
"Of course at least his soul is still alive."
After saying that, Bat Mite covered the huge bat doll with his suddenly enlarged cloak, and disappeared into the air together.
The Arkham Knight immediately glared at Dick, but was first mocked by Robin, "Didn't you say you didn't like this thing? Just give it away as a favor and you can save the garbage disposal fee."
The Arkham Knight turned around and glared at him again, even taking off his mask to intensify the aggressiveness of his look.
"Well, you don't even think about where this thing came from. There must be a factory to make it, right? Where do you think the factory is?" Dick didn't take it seriously and said, "When this is over, I'll give you a bigger one."
Then their topic finally returned to the main topic, and Robin speculated: "The little guy just said that the five-dimensional creature that threatened Batman was actually an unlucky guy who was caught. This means that the murderer behind it is the person who caught him."
"Then it seems that what we have to deal with is..."
While they were still analyzing, Barbara suddenly screamed. Robin walked over immediately and saw Barbara staring at the tablet in her hand with a look of disbelief.
"The latest news, our great country... will welcome the greatest... president in history... He is... Bruce Wayne!"
The pale, frightened host stuttered as he read the prepared press release, but what appeared on the screen behind him was not the well-known face of President Wayne, but a pale and evil smiling face wearing a crown of thorns.
(End of this chapter)