"Boss! Boss, how are you? Don't die!"

The Kite Man, with a bruised and bloodied face from being beaten by the King of Assassins, grabbed Mason with a grappling hook and lifted him to the rooftop. He looked at the black snake-shaped flying knife stuck in Mason's chest and hesitated to pull it out.

He didn't dare to do it directly.

He could only take out the healing potion he was given and forcefully pour it into Mason's mouth.

But the young man had no fear of death. The final blow from Lei Xiaogu had indeed pierced his heart, but before dying, he grabbed the cursed gold coin, locked his life force, and poured a vial of unicorn blood, saving his life.

He was now just weak from his injuries.

"Don't shake anymore! You'll really die if you keep shaking!"

Mason sarcastically remarked, making the Kite Man overjoyed. Following Mason's instructions, he held the strange flying knife with both hands, took a deep breath, and forcefully pulled it out after a few breaths.

Blood spurted out, startling Charles, but it quickly stopped.

Mason gritted his teeth and gave himself emergency first aid, not wanting to waste this opportunity to improve his first aid proficiency.

He continuously adjusted his breathing and watched as the "Critical Condition" status on the character card in front of him changed to "Severe Injury," and then, after a few seconds of rest, to "Minor Injury."

This made him marvel at the miraculous power of unicorn blood.

Of course, this legendary substance not only repaired injuries, but Mason could also feel his life force being strengthened. However, this process took time to take effect.

Unfortunately, there was very little unicorn umbilical cord blood in his hands, so he couldn't give each of his teammates a bottle.

"Go collect the bodies!"

Mason gasped for breath as he sat up, cutting his palm to let the cursed gold coin fall into the coin box and remove the curse. He then pointed to the ashes left by the King of Assassins in front of the launch pad and instructed:

"Then quickly go to the Wayne Industries Medical Department's warehouse and grab all the vaccines we need. The more, the better. It's the perfect opportunity now, and no one will notice your actions at this time.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime chance."

"Boss, are you sure it's okay for you to stay here alone?"

The Kite Man still worried about Mason's condition.

After all, having his heart shattered just now seemed like a fatal injury no matter how you looked at it. The young man shook his head, wiped the blood off his face, and pulled out a revolver from his waist, giving Charles a reassuring look.

The latter immediately took action, not bothering to look carefully, and rolled up the clothes and various items left by Lei Xiaogu, throwing them into his bag. Then, he took a few steps and leaped down.

In the burning Arkham Asylum, the flames illuminated the night sky as he disappeared from Mason's sight.

Mason, who was left behind, held his gun and observed his surroundings.

He saw Catwoman fighting desperately with Talia, and he also saw Batman, who was struggling to stand up on the roof. Tonight's events should be coming to an end here.

"Bang!"

A crisp gunshot came from the other side of the rooftop, interrupting Mason's thoughts. Then he saw a burst of blood in front of Batman.

One of the Arkham inmates who tried to ambush Batman from behind with a hand grenade was shot in the head, and his pitiful body fell into the burning fire below.

The Scarlet Knight, who had emptied his high-tech rifle, threw it aside. He kicked away the warrior who was blocking his path in front of him and limped towards Batman.

Lifting his cracked helmet, he looked at Batman, who was kneeling on the roof.

He shouted:

"Come over! Otherwise, I'll kill him!"

"Who do you want to kill?"

The master asked in a hoarse voice:

"Do you want to kill your brother? Jason, that's enough! Stop it."

"No, of course not! Dick is just a witness tonight."

The Scarlet Knight threw Nightwing aside.

He threw a throwing knife to cut the rope of the person hanging higher up, causing the person with a gag in his mouth to fall down beside him.

The Scarlet Knight, whose armor was in disarray due to Nightwing's attack, pulled out a black pistol and pressed it against the person's head, tearing off the cloth on his mouth.

He shouted at Bruce Wayne:

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"I will kill Zhou Kuo'er! Right in front of you, Batman! Unless you can stop me."

"Ah~ Batman~ Mighty Batman! Please save me! Look, I'm about to be killed, I'm so scared! Please save me, okay?"

The Joker, who had been hanging in the air for nearly ten hours, knelt on the ground, trembling with excitement. His face was painted with various colors, and he wore a hodgepodge of clothes.

But he didn't care about the gun pointed at the back of his head or his weak body.

He didn't even care about the death right in front of him.

He just stared wide-eyed at Batman, who was slowly standing up, like a super fan meeting his idol.

He whistled and shouted with excitement:

"Stop this madman! Batman, you're the only one who can save me!"

"Shut up!"

The Scarlet Knight angrily hit the butt of his gun on the Joker's head, causing him to fall to the ground, covered in blood. But the madman didn't cry out in pain. Instead, he lay on the ground and burst into a maniacal laughter.

It seemed that this scene in front of him was the miraculous turning point in Zhou Kuo'er's story that he had been waiting for. That surprised expression was just like the moment he had been waiting for his whole life.

And in order to complete this divine twist, he was willing to sacrifice his own crazy life that would eventually come to an end.

"Jason, stop!"

The master glided down from the high roof and landed in front of the Scarlet Knight and the Joker.

The burning fire spreading everywhere became the tragic backdrop of this scene.And those black-clad warriors who were retreating under the attack of various vine monsters summoned by Poison Ivy, as well as the noisy screams of the Arkham lunatics below, served as the harsh accompaniment to this scene.

Nightwing, who was thrown aside, remained conscious.

He tried very hard to get up and stop his brother from doing something foolish.

But Jason, in his rage, was truly ruthless and had learned some vicious techniques from the League of Assassins. Now Nightwing could only watch everything in paralysis.

Then, struggling, Nightwing saw Mason, who was holding a gun and hiding behind the launch pad on the rooftop, watching the spectacle.

"Mason! Help!"

He shouted in pain through the communication device.

"No hurry, let's see what they have to say first."

Mason's voice sounded weak and leisurely.

"This is between Jason Todd and Bruce Wayne. You have already shown me the consequences of interfering rashly. I don't want to be beaten up by two barrels.

Besides, the grudges buried in their hearts need to be spoken out, Grayson, just like Barbara.

If you don't let them clarify these things at this time, the dark pain will only ferment in time and become a jar of poisonous wine.

The next time it erupts, it won't just harm these two people.

Be patient!

Before everything becomes irreparable, I will take action."

"Jason, put down the gun!"

There were still traces of the broken armor on Master's chest, as if it were the tragic mark left by an anti-material bullet.

But he didn't care about the pain and weakness left in his body. He just quietly grasped the Batarang at his waist under the cloak and reprimanded the Crimson Knight, who was somewhat out of control:

"The Joker's body is toxic! Whoever kills him will be infected and become the next Joker. I know you want revenge, but it can't be done this way!"

"Why not?"

The Crimson Knight's high-tech helmet was full of cracks, causing the optical cover to fail, and one could even vaguely see the young and distorted face inside the battle helmet.

He grabbed the laughing Joker from the ground and shouted loudly with a gun against the back of his head:

"He killed me! A year and a half ago, in that damn warehouse, he used my own mother as bait to lure me there. He wanted me to leave you a 'gift' that you would never forget in your life.

That blood-stained crowbar."

"Um, little Jason, although your words are very tragic, I still have to correct you."

Zhou Kuo'er, who was being held hostage, had a malicious smile on her blood-stained face.

He shouted:

"It wasn't me who used your mother as bait. It was that great woman who tried to save innocent children under my bomb. She voluntarily sold you to me.

Oh, at that time, she didn't even know that you were her lost biological son.

For the sake of the lives of those little bastards she treated, she willingly sold her own son to me! Um, when I hit your head with the crowbar about a hundred times and put a bomb on you that took away your breath, I told her that secret.

Her heart-wrenching screams at that time were so delightful."

The Joker tilted his head, seemingly pondering something. After a second, he asked in confusion:

"After you were saved by the League of Assassins, did you go to find your mother? Is she still alive? She is truly a great lady. I was even thinking of sending her a greeting card for Christmas this year."

"Bang!"

The Joker's question was answered by a scorching bullet.

Shot from Jason's gun, it hit the Joker's thigh, causing Zhou Kuo'er to scream in pain. But it seemed more like a means to "set the atmosphere."

After the scream, the madman laughed again.

His blood-stained face looked up.

His increasingly bright eyes stared at the silent Batman in front of him, and he shouted:

"You couldn't save him! Batman! You failed in that battle eighteen months ago. You watched me kill your assistant, your second Robin, right in front of you.

I saw you picking up his bloodied body from the ruins. At that time, I thought you would break your ridiculous rule and put a bullet in my eye.

I even wrote a farewell letter in advance!

But you, this annoying ghost, didn't do it. You made all my preparations in vain! It was such a disappointment. I think that was the most failed joke in my life.

But guess what?"

Zhou Kuo'er laughed hysterically.

Although he was being held hostage by the Crimson Knight, the scene now seemed as if this bastard was in control of everything.

His blood-stained face was filled with a desperate smile as he shouted:

"Who could have expected that this damn thing would have a sequel! When I saw Jason Todd, full of anger, appearing in my comfortable ward, you could never guess how surprised I was.

This lovely child crawled back from death to seek revenge on me. I know that our game is finally coming to an end.

Come on, Bat-brat!

Try again!

Try again to save Jason Todd from my hands!

But this time, it's not just his life!

You know, this time we're betting on his struggling soul in the abyss!"

"Shut up! Shut up!!!"

Jason swung his gun again and hit the Joker's forehead.

The sound of bones cracking interrupted the Joker's laughter. The Crimson Knight took off his damaged helmet and threw it on the ground. His black-haired, black-eyed, thin face appeared in this desolate night, causing Mason, who had been watching the scene, to furrow his brows slightly.

No wonder everyone he met said he looked a lot like Jason Todd.

It turns out that they were not just referring to their style of action.His appearance did bear some resemblance to Jason's, but his eyes were larger than those of the crazed Crimson Knight, and his overall features were more handsome.

"You left me there!"

Jason roared at the silent Batman like a raging beast:

"You threw me into that cold coffin! You let the darkness of the earth cover my life, you let those assassins steal me away! They threw me into a pool like the devil's. They let my chaotic thoughts follow their consciousness!

But I can endure it, Batman.

I can endure it!

The pain that doesn't kill me only makes me stronger! I survived, I became one of them but all I thought about was coming back here to tell you the good news!

But how did you treat me!"

His roar grew louder, echoing through the sky.

He shouted:

"You didn't even punish the Joker!

Even after he killed me, even after what he did to Barbara. I'm sorry, I deceived Barbara, but I know she was willing to help me because she also harbored the same resentment as me.

You're always like this, Batman.

You always value your damn rules more than anything else!

Lei Xiaogu was right.

He said there's a price to pay for being Batman, he said we are your price. Do you hear that? We, the scarred ones, are your price!"

"That's not true, Jason."

Nightwing, lying there, struggled and cried out in sorrow:

"Don't think like that, Jason, don't let those vicious assassins disturb you! You're also Robin, you know that pain is not just for him!"

"I'm not Robin anymore!"

Jason turned to look at his former brother, his eyes red as he said:

"Less than two months after my death, he had a new Robin, didn't he? I thought I was important to him, I thought I was family. I thought my departure would make him mourn for me.

But the fact is, he didn't!

He just found another child to replace me.

Turns out I'm nothing

And so are you!

He deceived us with a great ideal, trained us to be his assistants, and then sacrificed us to the great cause of Batman.

Me, Barbara, and you

We will all be sacrifices to Batman."

"Whoosh"

"Bang"

Just as Jason turned his head and was distracted by the young master, the bat dart and bullet flew out simultaneously.

The bat dart thrown by the master accurately lodged in the trigger of the gun in Jason Todd's hand, preventing the Crimson Knight from firing the bullet that would blow the Joker's brain out.

But the silent Mason made up for that shot.

As Batman, like a ghost, tackled Jason and pulled Nightwing away from the Joker, the chest of the clown with his face painted in bright colors exploded.

Under Mason's calm, almost indifferent gaze, the Joker, splattered with blood, fell to the ground. As the hot shell fell to the ground, a vicious poison exploded from Zhou Kuo'er's body and spread rapidly.

This was the last "joke" that the madman left to the world.

The specially made Joker poison, like its villainous master, scattered in an attempt to find the next unlucky one to turn into a madman like the Joker.

But as the poison spread around and was about to cover the young master, Mason, who had risen to his feet, threw several antidotes to suppress the poison.

Until the last moment, Zhou Kuo'er, whose brain had been blown out by a bullet, still had that signature chaotic smile on her lips, but her dimming eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

"Boring. Really. A letdown."

These were her last words.

Then, five bullets flew in and shattered her annoying face in the night.

Mason emptied the bullets from his hand cannon, turned the corpse into a disgusting mosaic, and threw out an alchemical burning bottle to ensure that even if she had any tricks, she wouldn't be able to resurrect.

The story about the Joker ended before it even began in Mason's life.

Just like the warning Scarecrow once gave to Mason: shoot the Joker immediately when you meet him, don't miss, and the whole world will thank Mason.

"Successfully completed a long-range weapon execution, shooting skill proficiency increased."

The prompt popped up in Mason's vision, making the young man who was putting away his gun relax and smile.

He took out a specially enchanted potion bottle, threw it next to the Joker's body, and gathered the scattered poison back into the bottle.

Behind him, the furious Jason was fighting Batman to the death, while the young master, recovering from paralysis, staggered to his feet trying to stop them.

Further away, the duel between Talia and Selina was about to be decided.

This long night should also come to an end.

(End of Chapter)