My name is Jonathan Crane, also known as the Scarecrow.
It's a crazy world to me, it always is:
Madness is on the left, chaos is on the right.
For the madmen in Arkham, they simply don’t understand what unity and cooperation are.
Most of the time, even if they cooperate briefly, they will soon start killing each other, and then one madman after another will destroy themselves, until in the end, all that is left is Gotham's lost potential.
...The people of Arkham are too easily harmed by their own arrogance, so——
That's why I have to make sure this time is different.
This time, the scarecrow will be the commander-in-chief.
As far as I know, a good commander always has a backup plan.
I was planning this as early as when I was working with Joker.
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"Oswald! My old friend. You really gave me a big surprise."
The Scarecrow warmly gave the Penguin a hug, and then looked at Mayor Carlo with a smile, who was tied up with a stinky sock in his mouth.
"Woo! Woooooooooo!"
"What a timely gift - for us who have an entire city to conquer!"
The Scarecrow took out the fear potion and sprayed a large cloud of mist directly into Mayor Carlo's face. The poor guy let out a wail as if he was dying, and fainted quickly.
"It's no use fainting."
The Scarecrow was talking, playing with poor Mayor Carlo, while silently observing the two guys next to the Penguin with his peripheral vision.
He knows Deadshot, a mercenary. The one next to him is the Cheshire Cat, and he knows him too. It makes sense for them to appear next to Penguin——
The penguin really didn’t seem to be playing any tricks this time.
"Of course, Klein, we are in-depth partners."
Penguin smiled and walked among the Arkham villains and picked up the champagne: "After all, we are all members of Arkham."
He first poured a few glasses of wine for Poison Ivy and Harley, and exchanged friendly greetings with them. Then he greeted them one by one, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.
"Victor..."
Mr. Freeze looked at him coldly.
"Don't be so cold."
"I don't believe you, Copperpat." Mr. Freeze said: "Given your many betrayals in the past, do you think I really think that you will obediently join our camp?"
"Don't be like this, Victor." Scarecrow said: "Penguin is our important partner, please give him some face."
Mr. Freeze directly poured the drink given by Penguin onto the ground, opened his hood, and blew out a breath of cold air. The drink that had not yet hit the ground instantly froze into ice slag.
A smile appeared on the corner of Penguin's mouth: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
He happily walked to the other side:
"Wow, isn't this a clay-faced man..."
"Does the other party have a problem?" The scarecrow quietly turned around and looked at the man-bat.
"Did he attract Bane's men?"
Man-Bat shook his head: "No, Copopat is very honest. Except for his two bodyguards, he did not bring any helpers. Bain's army showed no signs of mobilization, nor did it use weapons to attack. Copopat didn't betray us, and I think he also knew that if he did anything, so many of us could kill him in an instant."
The scarecrow nodded.
The banquet is still being held, the singing is starting, the music is playing, and the madmen from Arkham are gathering together.
The Scarecrow raised his glass with satisfaction. This is the correct way to cooperate with others. He found that his previous choice to cooperate with the clown was really stupid.
The Joker is too powerful, and he can't control the other person's behavior at all. It's these people, these ordinary Arkham compatriots, who are more submissive, easier to control, and easier to persuade than the Joker.
But Scarecrow never thought that compared to clowns, they are also weaker, more vulnerable, and easier to defeat...
"My compatriots, here's to the end of an era and a new future!"
Let’s raise a toast together.
Then suddenly.
"Ahhhhh..."
Without warning, Mr. Freeze howled loudly under the high temperature of his armor. He twisted wildly on the ground. High-temperature steam emerged from the gaps in his armor, burning his body and making him
I feel so painful that I don’t want to live anymore.
Immediately afterwards, before Firefly, Clayface Man, and Scarecrow could put down their raised wine glasses, the Arkham companions he had recruited lay on the ground almost instantly.
"What's going on? This is..."
He suddenly looked at Penguin: "Oswald!"
"Catch him!"
He loudly issued orders to Killer Croc and Poison Ivy, who were the only compatriots who were not attacked.
He shouted loudly: "Catch the traitor Penguin, he betrayed us!"
"Okay." He heard Killer Crocodile say, which made him feel a little relieved. Who did the Penguin turn to? Is it Bane?
But these are not important, as long as he catches the other party and tortures him well, he can fully understand it.
He wants Penguin to taste how terrifying fear toxin is, the ultimate fear——
The next second, he was caught by Killer Crocodile.
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"Asshole, I want you to catch the Penguin - hell."
He immediately realized the situation.
"I'm sorry, I'm a traitor." Killer Crocodile scratched his head and said angrily.
"Me too." Poison Ivy said.
"Of course I do too, cute little cotton~" Harley smiled.
Ventriloquist walked to the side and kicked Mr. Freeze who was lying on the ground.
Bang!
The sole of his foot directly kicked off Mr. Freeze's hood, making a crisp sound.
"You... you." The scarecrow's voice sounded a little dull under the linen hooded mask: "It's hard to imagine, what did Bain use to convince you?"
"Do you still think it's Bane?"
"Not Bane? There's no point in lying, forget it."
The Scarecrow shook his head: "Fortunately, I am also prepared."
He shouted: "The Court of Owls! Where is the claw you promised?"
"The Court of Owls did not promise claws." Lincoln March walked out of the darkness, his face covered by a silver-white mask.
"Although I brought them."
Lincoln March glanced at the Arkhams lying on the ground with disgust.
"Jonathan Crane, you have failed the Court of Owls."
"Stop talking nonsense," said the Scarecrow.
He looked at Mr. Freeze who was lying on the ground and wailing: "This doesn't look like something the Penguin can make at all, but it looks a bit like...a bit like..."
He looked at Penguin:
"Oswald, who are you working for?"
In fact, Jonathan Klein has already guessed the answer, but he is not willing to believe it, because it does not conform to all the behaviors of the person he is familiar with, and he puts too much attention on Bain...
"Hell, Klein, we trust you, that's why we came to your rally, but you brought in a mole in a big sedan! You have to think of something!"
He heard Dr. Pig Face yelling: "My centenarians seem to have been attacked by someone outside. They did not listen to my call -"
Harley Quinn jumped up high and attacked the Scarecrow first.
The scarecrow repeated his trick and sprayed a large cloud of mist on her face, but the woman who was laughing crazily was not affected at all, and hit the table next to the scarecrow with a stick.
"This is why I hate clowns. You white-skinned lunatics completely violate pharmacology-"
"Careful, Harley! We have to capture him alive -" Poison Ivy shouted. She carefully conjured a vine and rolled it towards the scarecrow, moving as gently as possible.
"This is really an unexpected situation." The Scarecrow rolled backwards quickly: "What a pity, the things I originally prepared should not be able to cope with such a situation."
"What do you mean?"
The Penguin, who was standing next to him calmly, frowned slightly: "What have you prepared?"