Chapter 271: The Fearful Laughing Demon (2)

Chapter 271: The Fearful Laughing Demon (2)

Question: What is scarier than waking up and finding yourself in another time period?

That would be waking up and finding yourself in Gotham.

So what is scarier than waking up and finding yourself in Gotham?

That would be waking up and finding yourself in Gotham with Batman and the Joker fighting in front of you.

What is scarier than finding Batman and the Joker fighting in front of you?

That would be finding two Jokers fighting in front of you.

What is scarier than finding two Jokers fighting?

That would be finding three Jokers fighting.

What is scarier than finding three Jokers fighting?

That would be finding three Jokers fighting while Batman watches.

What is scarier than finding three Jokers fighting while Batman watches?

That would be finding Batman teaming up with two Jokers to beat up another Joker...

Because in such a situation, it must be Laughing Batman, the editor's father, who has come...Fiind updated novels at novelhall.com

At the edge of Batman's consciousness, such a battle is taking place. However, they are not facing the Laughing Bat, but a monster that resembles the Joker but is slightly different.

Its limbs are long and thin, barely supporting its body, but it remains standing, and its head is an egg-shaped gray object with a terrifying smiley face on top.

At this moment, the grinning mouth is filled with blood on its teeth, while Jack is covering his hand, blood flowing from it.

Just now, this monster broke free from the operating table and bit Jack.

Jack's injury is not severe, only leaving a bite mark on his wrist, but it indicates a very dangerous thing: this dangerous entity deep within Batman's consciousness is likely more than just a simple Joker.

He was able to escape the attacks of Joker Schiller and Joker Jack, and even fought back, which suggests that his strength is likely greater than it appears. Most importantly, he is currently just an embryo.

Everyone has a sense of foreboding about what this laughing embryo will hatch into, including Batman himself. He never realized that such a terrifying thing was lurking deep within his own mind.

On the edge of Batman's dream, Gotham remains dark and stormy. The wind howls, the rain pours relentlessly, and the night grows darker and more profound. Two Jokers, a laughing egg, and Batman all stand above the city.

However, the overwhelming black tide did not completely come to a halt. Countless vortexes formed on the surface of the tide, spinning faster and faster until a towering waterspout surged upward.

Numerous small waterspouts began converging towards the center and merged into one enormous tornado. This colossal waterspout swept the entirety of Gotham at the edge of the dream into its vortex.

The two clowns standing at the edge of the dream could only barely withstand this terrifying force.

All the black tide's waters transformed into massive tornadoes, continuously ascending, breaking through layer after layer of dreams.

Upward, ever upward, the tornado formed by the black tide resembled a sharpened blade, progressively piercing through the dreams of the deep subconscious, until it reached the barrier that separated the surface consciousness from the deep consciousness.

More and more of the black tide surged upward, causing the entire realm of consciousness to tremble. Gotham in its countless layers of dreams collapsed nearly simultaneously. After a brief silence, the barrier of the surface consciousness was shattered.

Even after reaching Batman's surface consciousness, the black tide did not cease but continued to surge upward, bursting forth from his physical form along with his soul.

While Bruce remained unconscious, an intangible force of terror shot through his body, piercing the heavens.

Standing before the office's floor-to-ceiling windows, Schiller suddenly turned his head, squinting his eyes as he gazed toward the outskirts of Gotham City. Simultaneously, numerous enigmatic forces within the cosmos sensed this irresistible tide of fear.

It was a completely abstract power, invisible within reality, yet individuals with special perspectives and spiritual awareness could perceive its ability to dismantle the world.

The tornado formed by the black tide, after breaking through Bruce's body, did not abate but continued its ascent, soaring into higher altitudes.

Beyond the skies of Gotham, beyond the skies of the East Coast, surpassing the entire continent of America, until it reached the Earth's atmosphere and ventured into the realms beyond.

Within the vast and mysterious expanse of the cosmos, a black sword rose, ascending into higher celestial domains, breaking through all barriers until, in the depths of the starry sky, a mysterious presence suddenly sensed this spine-chilling dread.

Just as Bruce's consciousness gradually broke free from the black tide and emerged from the layers of dreams through the hole created by the black tide's tornado, taking control of his body once again, he heard a distant yet deep voice resounding in his ears:

"Amidst the dark day and bright night,

Evil and corrupt, they fear my divine light,

Incinerated by terror's blaze, those who oppose me meet their demise,

Fear is the source, and Sinestro's authority shall rise!"

"Intelligent life has been identified. Earth's Batman, you possess the power to instill profound fear in others. Welcome to join the Sinestro Corps!"

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