Dark Savages Come To the United States

"oh."

As Luke said this, his face could not be seen through the helmet. But it won't look so good when you think about it.

Do the bad guys deserve a chance at redemption? Such questions have been discussed for a long time, but there is no standard answer to this kind of question.

As for the words of the killer crocodile, is it a villain's appeal?

Getting what you deserve should not be a demand, but law and fairness.

Otherwise there is no equality.

It's just that discrimination and injustice can be seen everywhere in this country, and Luke is used to it.

But being used to it doesn't mean you have to accept such a result!

"You want to kill me? If I stand in your place as a hero, I probably want to kill me too."

The killer crocodile can feel the killing intent on Luke. This kind of thing is not a rare thing in Gotham City, although the clown has never felt this kind of thing.

Madmen have their own logic, which is difficult for normal people to understand.

The killer crocodile doesn't shy away from being a bastard, and knows that his death is the victim's reward.

But this is not a reason to give up living.

"Thinking about it, but now I have things to do."

Luke got off the ninja, grabbed the back of the ninja's neck, and held the ninja in his hands.

For the time being, he didn't plan to kill the ninja directly, after all, the position of the Hand is not easy to find, especially at this time.

Jin Bing died completely, and these gangsters have become a mess. The Hand, however, did not expand its territory, but hid itself.

Luke was already a little surprised to find a group of ninjas.

"You are lucky, because you remind me of something, so I am not going to kill you directly."

Luke wanted to scratch his head, but he couldn't do it with his helmet on. So it was just a movement of the arm, and it hung down on the sides of the body again.

And the ninja who was grabbed by the back of the neck was dragged to the ground.

What will he remember?

Naturally, thinking of her lover, Jessica Jones had the same hard-won opportunity, but she still had a gap with Luke and the others.

Luke has long understood this.

The gap between active evil and passive resistance is the same, but a mistake is a mistake, and this guy in front of him makes him very embarrassed.

Killing the other party seems a bit too much, and letting the other party go doesn't feel right.

So Luke wanted some advice from others, at least he wanted to hear Jessica's opinion.

"Should I run away? Then go back to the sewer and wait for your pursuit?"

The expression under the killer crocodile's hood was full of sarcasm, which was how it ended the last time I saw Batman.

He's getting used to it.

Good guys and bad guys are black and white in Batman's eyes, and this kind of thing is a bit ridiculous.

People are complex, how can black and white be distinguished apart from skin color? Human beings are either good or evil, which is even more outrageous than Utopia.

Things are clearly right and wrong, but people never are.

"No, you should pray that the person you see next time is not me."

When Luke spoke, he planned to make a harmless joke, but he immediately became seriously on guard before he finished speaking.

He felt something similar to tearing open a portal.

And the breath of the other party is not any existence he is familiar with, and more importantly, that guy has no feeling of locking him at all.

If it's not for Luke, it's only for Killer Crocodile!

A dark green flame suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a guy with dreadlocks and a skull ornament walked out of the flame.

Those skeletons made Luke very uncomfortable, because they were definitely obtained from humans!

It's just that the soul can only be said to be contaminated with some shadows, but there is no disgusting breath.

Looking at the white skull logo on the figure's chest, Luke felt a little familiar.

"Who are you? A fan of The Punisher!?"

Luke said with some dissatisfaction, his eyes were weird, and his tone was a little provocative.

But no one can see his eyes through a helmet.

The guy in front of him looks like a fan of Frank, especially the skull-like logo on his chest. The similarity between the two is quite high.

"It might seem rude to greet someone through a helmet, but I'm not here to discuss that."

The accent of that figure was a bit strange, at least Luke, who was born in America, couldn't tell what the accent was exactly.

The accent was from Haiti, where voodoo flourished.

"Hello, I want to ask if you killed a voodoo wizard before?"

This figure asked Killer Crocodile, it didn't look like he had any emotional changes.

Although Luke has vaguely felt that the guy in front of him is a powerful spellcaster.

That kind of mysterious rule was entangled in him, causing Luke to have some emotions called fear.

"Yes, but he wants to kill me."

Killer Crocodile has already started looking for the manhole cover, and he is keenly aware of the danger.

The person in front of him is obviously connected with the guy who chased him down before, especially the smell.

Find the manhole cover - open the cover - escape, this is the first plan of Killer Crocodile.

"Knowing these is enough, I think I can get the rest from your soul."

Doctor Voodoo! Who else but him?

An existence that is so powerful that it is almost comparable to the Supreme Mage.

What he said made Luke feel an unknown fire in his heart!

Get it from the soul? This statement is not at all intended to be uttered by a decent person.

Luke wondered if there was something wrong with his perception of the guy in front of him.

"By the way, I should introduce myself. Just call me Dr. Voodoo. I'm here because I found out my brother is dead."

Doctor Voodoo still spoke calmly.

"That's probably what I killed. Are you planning to take revenge?"

Killer Crocodile said coldly, ready to fight.

Although I felt a little regretful in my heart at this time, I regretted that I shouldn't have left the safe place of Gotham City.

Among other things, being defeated by Batman does not risk losing one's life.

"I just want the truth, from your soul."

Dr. Voodoo replied to the killer crocodile like this, a dark green fireball appeared on his finger and flew towards the killer crocodile.

But it was directly broken up by Luke with the blunt weapon in his hand in mid-air.

Being nosy is the most simple feeling of being a superhero, and it is also their persistence.

Especially when the gossip doesn't seem fair.

Luke launched a charge, and the sound of footsteps rang out. The ground also suffered varying degrees of damage, but by the time Luke was in his final position, there were no footprints on the ground.

Luke is rapidly adapting to his body.

"Killing for life is sometimes not suitable for villains, although revenge for blood relatives seems to have no position against me."

The blunt weapon in Luke's hand exuded scorching anger, and he blocked the killer crocodile.

As for the ninja who was left behind, it was also shattered by the impact of the spread during Luke's movement.

This time this guy will not be resurrected.

"I just want to see the truth, and I don't plan to take revenge directly."

Dr. Voodoo said helplessly, his eyes seemed to see Luke's suspicious eyes through the interstellar helmet.

He was a little helpless.

Is poking at the soul justified? That's what Luke was going to ask.

But he thought of the witch doctors mentioned by the ancestors. Those guys are also masters of the soul.

It can even change the external body shape by shaping the shape of its own soul, and the witch doctor looks very evil.

"How to guarantee?"

Luke let out a long sigh before asking.

How to guarantee this thing?

Luke already felt a bit of regret in his heart for his actions that his body preceded his brain, and what he regretted the most was that he said that stupid sentence.

The word of the strong is a guarantee, but deep down in his heart, he thinks that he cannot simply trust the other party.

Trust sometimes comes inexplicably, but many times it doesn't show up for a long time.

But Luke is a barbarian, so he is not afraid that he will not be able to maintain the justice in front of him.

"How can I guarantee? I swear by my soul? This is a bit offensive to me. Although the breath left on the short stick in your hand comes from a soul far stronger than mine, he should have disappeared."

Doctor Voodoo is more reasonable than expected, and his attitude is more peaceful.

Luke already sensed a respectable side in the person in front of him, but in things like giving in, the first step was always the hardest.

Maddock told him that the most profound truth is to stick to one's will, not to give in, and then to be reckless! Luke is never going to be a prophet, so going straight up and facing the consequences is his best bet.

"I come from a group. And I'm just one of the youngest fighters."

Luke said something almost threatening, which came close to saying "I've got someone above me".

"I have to say, I mean no harm!"

Doctor Voodoo's expression became strange.

Ever since he felt the traces of the soul that belonged to Madock, he has already realized what Luke said.

But Luke in front of him didn't look too smart no matter what.

"Malicious things are not something you just say casually."

Luke remained stubborn.

"Then, I think the Supreme Master can probably prove this for me. If it is not possible, you can choose a way other than offending me to prove this for me."

Doctor Voodoo's patience is showing signs of running out.

How could Luke say so much stuff if he didn't obviously have a background.

Stubborn and background righteous heroes are sometimes more difficult to deal with than villains, and villains can be killed directly.

And this kind of hero can only be reasonable.

"Why are you obsessed with the so-called truth? No matter how you think about it, your brother is dead, right?"

Luke said so, but his guard began to relax a little.

"Although he is not a good person, he is more or less a guy in the neutral category. I don't think he will attack others for no reason. Especially what he wants can be obtained from me."

Doctor Voodoo looked at Killer Crocodile.

That guy in the middle of the night will not do any meaningless fights, nor will he take the liberty to start a useless battle.

Dr. Voodoo didn't think he'd get anything enough to make Midnight lose his mind by attacking Killer Crocodile.

This process is somewhat unreasonable.

Especially at the moment of midnight's death, the soul was shattered without leaving anything behind.

Such a thing is unusual in itself.

"He was crazy at the time, no normal person would plunge into the sewer to fight me to the death."

Killer Crocodile looked at the back of Luke protecting him, and directly said what he knew.

Killer Crocodile hadn't felt the feeling of being protected for many years. Especially the people who protect him obviously don't like him very much.

Not even Batman has done that.

Saying that, Killer Crocodile took off the hood, revealing the scaled face.

Like a crocodile, but barely recognizable as a human.

"That's why I'm in front of you, trust me, I can get what I want without you knowing. But that's not right."

Doctor Voodoo let out a long breath.

Talking to the stubborn Luke is a bit of a struggle, but it's much easier to talk to the killer crocodile instead.

"Then what are you going to do to me? Your brother died in my hands after all."

Killer Crocodile intentionally or unintentionally turned this matter into a conflict between himself and Dr. Voodoo, and tried his best to get Luke out of this matter.

Even a tiny bit of light in the darkness can be called comfort.

After all, Killer Crocodile is still alone, and has not yet been turned into an existence completely ruled by wildness by that weird "atavism".

"As a punishment, I will only help you cure half of the diseases. You will not become like a normal person, but it is enough to allow you to live among the crowd."

Doctor Voodoo spoke slowly.

His words made Killer Crocodile's eyes fluctuate.

Is this a punishment?

Not at all!

Killer Crocodile is willing to give up everything to live in the crowd, as long as he doesn't need to be seen in the same light again.

"Then come on! I'm looking forward to your 'punishment'!"

The killer crocodile yelled like a roar.

I don't care what this process will bring.

He also didn't care what it meant for his soul to be read by others. He almost lost his mind immediately when he heard such news.

He just wants to enjoy those things that a human being should have.

Killer Crocodile tried to push Luke aside, but there was no movement at all, and without telling Luke to get out of the way, he walked around Luke and walked in front of Dr. Voodoo.

"Then let me see what my brother left me in the last days. Voodoo magicians don't die without knowing why, we are equally good at cursing and leaving traces with souls."

Saying this, Dr. Voodoo cupped the scaly face of Killer Crocodile with both hands, and stared straight into the opponent's eyes!

A dark green radiance linked the two of them together!

This kind of link is a bit like the straight eye of the ghost knight's trial, and wanting to kill the other party is just an idea of ​​Dr. Voodoo.

But Doctor Voodoo is a hero after all, a powerful spellcaster who can take over the title of Supreme Sorcerer!

Character is trustworthy!

Luke stared at Doctor Voodoo in front of him, and kept communicating with the three ancestors on the holy mountain in his heart!

Things are no longer in the scope of what he can handle, and the guy in front of him is obviously an expert in souls!

The ancestors on the holy mountain had given up a lot of thought on the problem of the soul.

Because there are still some traces of the soul eclipse left by Nazebo!

If Nazebo can be contacted again, then the world will get more accurate information when facing Malthael!

This is a windfall!

Call it a day and go to sleep, today's update still guarantees more than 6,000 words.

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