Dark Savages Come To the United States

In Gotham City, Rorschach's catharsis is constantly showing that kind of power.

Maybe just, but who cares?

Anyway, the few people present would not care about this kind of thing.

The clown kept laughing, and the laughter rushed into Rorschach's heart little by little.

The surrounding poisonous gas continued to spread, as if putting Gotham City into an illusion.

"what have you done!"

For the first time Batman felt his panic start to get out of control.

Those "laughing gas" are spreading, and it seems that it won't take long to completely cover Gotham City.

But no matter how he thought, he couldn't figure out how the clown in front of him did all this!

He admits that the clown is a very good chemist, but making something must conform to the basic principles!

In the process of processing, both materials and equipment are essential things, and Batman has not discovered what happened in Gotham City at all!

"A joke, and see where everything you hold dear goes in a smile.

This is a prank gift, I hope you like it. "

The clown said so.

Of course, his plan was not as simple as he said.

The so-called hero, in the eyes of the clown, cannot be described by how many people have been saved.

It's how many people are affected.

Until now, he doesn't think that the Batman in front of him is a hero, or that sentence, the person who is dressed as a bat at night is mentally ill!

hero?

Of course the Joker has an image of a hero in his heart, but that definitely won't be the Batman in front of him.

"ha!"

Rorschach roared, and the light on the nut hammer in his hand was no longer the bright red of anger.

It is azure blue, which only belongs to the power of justice!

Rorschach may still have made a choice, or it may be that "justice" is more in line with Rorschach's heart than "barbarian".

Bursts of brilliance flickered on the nut hammer, and the legend finally began to shatter!

Instead, it was the magic soldier from the high heaven!

Hammer of Judgment!

"Yes! That's it, let's start dancing! In this fog! In this psychedelic Gotham City! In this 'night'!"

The clown's voice was high-pitched and powerful, and as his words came out, Gotham City, which was originally still daytime, turned into night almost instantly!

A "true" lie!

He is already familiar with the authority of that lie!

To deceive everything, start by deceiving yourself!

A clown who is sober in his own world can naturally do all of this!

"I will judge you! I will make your soul never have the chance to appear in this world again!"

Rorschach's voice was no longer full of anger, but a strange tone without the slightest emotion that would be uttered by some kind of god.

It's clearer than a mechanical voice, but it doesn't sound like it's coming from a human mouth!

Rorschach completely activated the power of justice in his body, and this power began to attack the clown's "lie"!

Back then, Bilie would avoid Tyrell, because he knew very well that he was not qualified to fight Tyrell at all!

But now the tables have turned!

Justice and "lies" are not on the same level anymore!

Of course Rorschach is weaker than Tyrell!

Because the "justice" in Rorschach's eyes has been tainted with cynical self-righteousness!

Contaminated by Rorschach's not-so-transparent justice that is full of destructive tendencies!

The clown, on the other hand, defeated the demon king of hell in Bilie head-on in terms of thought and will!

The clown proved to "lie" that he is more suitable to grasp its existence!

It's ridiculous to say that Bilie and Lie were originally one. Bilie was born because of Lie, but he became the only existence abandoned by his own essence.

He did nothing wrong, it's just that Bilie, who was immersed in "evil", failed to hold on to his will in front of the clown.

"Come on, come on! This is going to be our stage, and I'm going to lie to you!"

The clown's laughter was extremely insolent, and the distorted smile made those white teeth even more pervasive.

Bursts of brilliance flashed on the bright white skin, and the green hair swayed like rice seedlings!

"We are all just the most ordinary existence in this world, but we all know that this ordinaryness is just our disguise."

The clown spoke with the weakest breath, but the voice of these words was so loud that it could almost deafen ordinary people!

"Everyone feels different, but always on the same path. We make mistakes all the time and never learn from them.

We always watch it happen and tell ourselves we just made the right choice.

Now I want to give you and me a chance to revisit our past and see what kind of decisions we make. "

The clown continued to speak, but the Judgment Hammer, which was huge enough to smash him into pieces, was already approaching his face!

"Rorschach, do you still remember why you wanted to be a hero?"

Facing the giant hammer coming towards him in the strong wind, the clown still said with a smile!

As his voice fell, the surrounding environment has changed!

Rorschach is still cold!

Although at this time he is only a thin and small child - a child!

There is no anger in his body, and he is still full of the divinity endowed by that justice!

But this can't change his body is already weak to the extent of just a child!

This is the past, or in an illusion.

Rorschach's brain is constantly spinning!

But in the room behind him that he didn't want to call "home", voices that made him angry kept coming out!

He was very familiar with that voice, and he didn't want to say that he loved the owner of that voice, but he didn't hate the owner of that voice either.

Because it was his mother!

A woman who was in the flesh business and didn't have much love for him!

Rorschach already understood the meaning of the clown's "joke"!

Either abandon "justice" and turn back to Rorschach.

Find yourself from the trend of thought brought by the power of "justice", and let yourself continue to exist as Rorschach.

Either give up all of this, make your name "Justice", and make Rorschach a thing of the past!

This is a battle of wills, not strength.

This is not something that can be concealed just by being stubborn, because no one can hide from himself whether it is a decision or not.

Just like the moment a coin was tossed, the answer came to mind long ago!

Accompanied by the panting sound and long moan of the heavy man in the room behind him, several veins appeared on Luo Xia's forehead.

Anger began to return to him, but only he knew what this anger was pointing to.

There will also be a chapter update of no less than 4,000 words.

It can be delivered by about two o'clock.