novelhk Chapter 368: Laughing with the Joker is not a good sign.
Chapter 368: Laughing with the Joker is not a good sign.
Chapter 368 Laughing with the Joker is not a good sign.
Harley, dressed in a red and black uniform, danced on a table piled with takeout boxes and expired candy, occasionally slamming down a huge hammer that splattered solidified butter and leftover spaghetti everywhere.
The clown joined in the fun with Harley, clapping along to her rhythm while singing loudly, "He's here, he's here, the silly mother bird is bringing her silly chicks to play with us~"
"Is it for that pretty little bird?" Harley asked, making a crying face at the perfect moment. The clown laughed and nodded.
As if they knew the owl was coming, they mocked the damned villain with loud laughter and singing.
"Sadness, anger, revenge, classic, but boring!" The clown spread his arms wide. "The Night Owl brings anger, power, and—predictability! It's like a novel where you know the ending as soon as you start it!"
vomit----"
The clown almost threw up because he really hated these things.
"But we've prepared a new ending, haven't we? My beloved Mr. J?" Harley did a backflip and came to the clown, putting her hands together with him, her eyes full of expectation.
"Of course, my little pudding~" He chuckled, then turned to look at Rune on the other side, "A special guest has arrived unexpectedly, and he brought a little—magic!"
Rune watched their performance with a smile; their joy was even contagious to the mage.
While it's dangerous to associate with these two notorious madmen from the DC Universe, this Joker counterpart probably wouldn't use chemicals or hypnosis to force others to join the Joker's gang, right?
Blinking, Rune still chose to use telepathy and magic to check himself, to prevent being truly assimilated by the clown. Due to the nature of this path, mages are a rather idealistic profession, and naturally more susceptible to the influence of this Child of Chaos.
The outermost layer of the facility.
The alloy gate was like butter under a hot knife, silently melted and pierced by the energy cutter brought by Night Owl.
He was already impatient.
In reality, the number of Claws in a normal universe's Court of Owls is generally maintained at around several dozen to one hundred. This organization regularly selects promising teenagers from circuses or other places for training, modification, and cryopreservation in order to supplement and expand the Claws' ranks.
Normally, the clawed creatures are kept in special cryogenic coffins to slow down aging, and are only awakened when needed.
However, the number of these claws under Night Owl's command is obviously too high, and the reason is actually quite simple—Night Owl and Batman are not the same. The latter is just a member of a multinational organization, but the former has actually become the ruler of the world.
This means that Night Owl can acquire a large number of ordinary people, Amber Gold, and Dionysus Factor in a short period of time, especially when Night Owl is eager for revenge.
Driven by rage, Night Owl abandoned everything he had to urgently create this batch of Claws using the centuries-old assets of the Court of Owls. They had only undergone simple brainwashing and training, but Night Owl believed they were enough to destroy a city.
After the main gate was sawed open, a wide and dark passageway was revealed behind it. Most of the emergency lights in the passageway were destroyed, with only a few flickering and casting an unsettling glow.
Night Owl took the lead, and the Claw Legion surged into the passage like a tide. Their eyes swept over every corner and every ventilation shaft, and no unusual trace could escape the sharp eyes of the Claws.
At that moment, dozens of hidden nozzles on the walls on both sides of the passage opened simultaneously, spewing out dark green clown gas, super glue, and small bombs.
However, having dealt with the clown many times before, Night Owl already knew his tricks.
"childish!"
On the owl's right arm, a miniature sonic cannon popped out. He fired it at the ground, and the precise pulse dispersed all the smoke and glue. The claws followed suit and began to use high-tech weapons to disperse the traps. Some claws even chose to walk directly over them.
They are an undead legion; humiliation and harassment have no effect on them.
Exploding spring toys, a pool filled with crocodiles, a clown boulder rolling down from afar —
Rune, who was watching the live stream, looked speechlessly at the clown and Harley Quinn beside him. The two were enjoying watching the pathetic Claws fall into the trap. Sometimes, even the Night Owl would fall into the traps they had carefully made.
At this point, the two madmen would also laugh in a rather shrill tone.
The clown combined almost everything he could find with his own crazy inventions. But the Claws suffered almost no losses.
They might be blown up, cut up, or smashed, but as long as the Dionysian factor isn't extracted and the corpses aren't completely decomposed, they can be resurrected in a short time.
These claws may have been a good father or a competent mother in life, but now they are just constantly dying and resurrecting, and they don't even have the right to speak.
But the Night Owl didn't care about the feelings of those claws; his anger was growing under the influence of these traps.
Finally, they broke through the last defensive gate and arrived at the core area of the facility.
The place was brightly lit, and the clown and Harley Quinn stood on a high platform not far away, with a handsome boy beside them.
Snap snap snap—
The clown clapped his hands to thank the Night Owl and the Claws for the daring and clever challenge they had just presented, and then he gave the Night Owl an exaggerated bow.
"Dear little owl, did you enjoy our welcoming ceremony?"
Harley laughed as she said, "You're not as good as that little bird; at least he knew not to come in through the front door! Oh right, it seems he can't put it together now, what a pity—"
The woman's feigned sadness fueled Night Owl's rage. He raised his hand and swung it forward, sending his claws surging like a black tide towards the platform.
He believed that Claws' numerical advantage was more than enough to overwhelm the two madmen in an instant and tear them to shreds. As for the strange boy behind them...
Even superhumans like Superpower and Lex Luthor would find this density of claws troublesome. Nite Owl doesn't believe there's any creature in the world stronger than Lex Luthor and Superpower.
But at that moment, the Joker and Harley approached the strange boy at the same time and kissed his hands with a respectful gesture.
"It's your turn to make a move, my friend—"
"Let's see how amazing you are, sweetheart~"
Night Owl's senses began to race, and he stared wide-eyed at the high platform not far away.
There, darkness descended—
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