Chapter 138: Ch.137 Turning the Tables

Chapter 138: Ch.137 Turning the Tables

"How dare he..."

The Batman Who Laughs watched as Su Ming charged toward him, and it was beyond his expectations. From the battlefield observations, this version of Deathstroke had always exhibited a tactical rhythm in his combat style.

This sudden charge didn't align with his psychological profile at all. What exactly happened?

But he didn't care anymore.

You think charging at me will work? You think I won't press the button just because I'm waiting for Bruce?

Then you're dead wrong.

Even if I don't get to meet the main universe's Batman, creating a slight flaw in the script, once the universe is destroyed, everyone watching this puppet show will witness my grand creation. Bruce will find out eventually.

"Hahaha..."

However, just as he was about to press the button in his hand, a massive black sword came spinning toward him. The Robins standing in his way were cut down instantly, not even able to utter a whimper before they were sliced in half like wheat being harvested.

Su Ming had swung his Nightfall sword with all his might, throwing it out of his hand. The sharp Nth metal weapon took the lives of the Robins in an instant.

The Batman Who Laughs couldn't afford to press the button, nor could he spare a glance at the horrific scene of the Robins. He rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging the blade.

Shhh!

The sword plunged directly into the Brother Eye mainframe behind him, causing sparks to fly. The screen instantly went dark, leaving the Batman Who Laughs blind. The sudden shift from light to darkness disoriented him for a moment.

But Su Ming, wearing his helmet, still had the night vision function of his tactical visor fully operational. He kicked away the corpses of the alternate Robins and continued his charge.

But his target wasn't the Batman Who Laughs; it was the "Final Machine" operating table where the Monitor was restrained.

After a brief sprint, he finally saw what was hidden behind the stone wall. The Monitor was restrained on the operating table, his skull missing. Not far above his head, a simple setup resembling an alcohol burner stand held a flat brain.

"Not a chance!"

Although the Batman Who Laughs couldn't see, he pressed the button in his hand without hesitation, laughing maniacally. Now everyone would die.

When he opened his eyes next, what kind of scene would it be?

Perhaps familiar faces would return to his side... so he could kill them all over again!

But he didn't feel any pain, nor did he feel an explosion. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw that the golden sword in Su Ming's hand had transformed into an extraordinarily long-handled fork, accurately catching the falling stellar brain mid-air.

The brain, emitting faint thought waves, was quickly retrieved by Su Ming as the fork's handle shortened rapidly.

Indeed, once Su Ming had sighted the target, it became easy. The Godslayer, after all, was a divine weapon. Although the Batman Who Laughs had used a glass dome to secure the Monitor's head, ensuring that the two brains would collide as planned...

Even the strongest tempered glass couldn't withstand the sharpness of the Godslayer.

"Is it because you realized you're just a comic book character? Heh, lots of people have figured that out."

Su Ming immediately pulled out a gun and shot him. Although it didn't do much, it did knock the Batman Who Laughs' head to the side, as if he had been slapped.

The Batman Who Laughs didn't care about such attacks, but he couldn't ignore what Su Ming had just said.

"What?!"

"That's right, everyone knows they're comic book characters. You're just too foolish and take it too seriously."

Of course, not everyone knew, but the Batman Who Laughs couldn't prove otherwise. Su Ming was merely launching a verbal assault, saying whatever would hit the hardest.

As it turns out, the Batman Who Laughs wasn't insane after all, so it was time to introduce ideas that exceeded his understanding, forcing him to get lost in a sea of conflicting information.

The smarter a person is, the more they overthink, proving the old saying that intelligence can be its own downfall.

"How could that be?" The Batman Who Laughs dodged another of Su Ming's strikes, retreating several steps, struggling to comprehend.

This Deathstroke seemed to know far too much, and even that Harley had given him the same impression once.

Could it be that, as he said, many people were aware and chose to stick to the script?

No, Deathstroke might be lying. But there was no way to prove that.

But he couldn't prove it was a lie either, because he himself was an example.

The Batman Who Laughs indeed found himself entangled in doubt.

Su Ming, on the other hand, pressed the attack: "Why not? I came from outside your so-called comic book world. Out there, we're all controlled by something called the 'Way of Heaven.' Everyone knows it."

"The Way of Heaven?" The Batman Who Laughs retreated a few more steps.

"That's right. You think some people wield pencils to control your fate, but they themselves are under the control of the Way of Heaven."

The Batman Who Laughs' expression grew even colder. This was a concept he had never heard of before, but just the name suggested immense power.

He was even more torn.

Su Ming slashed at him again, the golden greatsword in the darkness whistling through the air. But the Batman Who Laughs still managed to dodge it.

It was tricky—Bruce's combat skills were completely integrated into the Batman Who Laughs' body. Even though he's a bit distracted now, he can still instinctively dodge like it's second nature.

As for the "Way of Heaven" that Su Ming mentioned, it would be a miracle if the Batman Who Laughs could actually understand it.

Even if he had broken the fourth wall, what he saw would only be the real-world United States. How could he possibly know about the concepts from Chinese fantasy novels?

As for whether the "Way of Heaven" truly exists, Su Ming himself doesn't know. It can neither be proven nor disproven, remaining an enigma. However, as a rhetorical weapon, it works quite effectively.