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Chapter 1127 Machima VS The Laughter
Bruce endured the excruciating pain in his chest, struggled to his feet, and looked at Machima with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

Who is this little girl?
Why do they possess this power, and why are they here?

A series of questions flashed through Batman's rapidly working mind.

He had never seen her among Gotham's superheroes and supervillains.

Friend or foe?

At this critical juncture, any variables must be carefully assessed.

Just as Bruce's inner alarm bells were ringing as he scrutinized the unknown entity before him, Machima broke the silence.

She looked at Bruce and said calmly, "Hello, Mr. Batman, I am Machima, daughter of Peter Patrick."

These words struck Bruce like a thunderbolt, leaving him instantly stunned.

what? !

Is this yet another daughter of the Godfather?!

Bruce frowned beneath his mask, his mind reeling with shock.

The Godfather now has another daughter named Machima?

The Godfather...

How many bloodlines have been left in the multiverse?
Bruce thought this was some kind of bloodline left behind by Peter in the outer universe.

Like the Three Palace Demon, she has brides from many different cosmic races.

Bruce even suspected that Azu and the others, these fathers of sorrow, were all descendants of Peter.

Moreover, the aura emanating from this girl was completely different from all the previous "fathers of sorrow," making her seem even more elusive.

What surprised Bruce even more was Machima's current state.

Despite facing a crazed opponent like the Laughing Bat and being in a suffocating and dangerous space, Machima showed no sign of tension or fear, remaining completely relaxed and at ease.

It was as if what was happening before her eyes was not a life-or-death battle, but a drama that had nothing to do with her.

This kind of composure, appearing in a young girl, seems very strange.

The girl's posture, calm gaze, and even her slightly raised chin exuded an innate and unquestionable sense of superiority and control, like that of a highly cultured aristocratic young lady.

Why is the other person so precocious?
As Bruce's mind raced and he rapidly analyzed Machima's identity and intentions, Machima was also observing him.

Machima's golden ring eyes swept over Bruce's armor and landed on his masked face.

Batman, Bruce Wayne, is one of his father's most important godson.

Machima quickly guessed the other person's identity.

On the way to Gotham, Barry and Leila had already given her a brief account of the Patrick family's situation.

Looking at this complex being that teetered on the edge of order and chaos, Machima's eyes flashed with curiosity.

She could sense that Bruce shared a similar desire to control everything.

The only difference is the form of expression—Batman uses absolute self-restraint, while she uses a more fundamental form of "domination."

Realizing that the Batman in front of her was somewhat similar to herself, Machima's desire to investigate deepened.

But soon, she suppressed her almost overflowing curiosity and maintained a harmless and calm demeanor.

After all, now is not the time to investigate.

"Looks like our chat time is over."

Machima spoke softly, her gaze shifting to the Laughing Bat, which was emitting a low chuckle.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the Laughing Bat launched its attack.

With a flick of his wrist, several gleaming, twisted throwing knives, shaped like bat fangs, shot towards Machima at extremely tricky angles.

These throwing knives are not only fast, but their trajectories are also unpredictable.

Upon seeing the maniacal laughter launch an attack, Machima did not move her feet, but merely tilted her head slightly, making an almost impossible evasive maneuver with minimal movement.

The deadly throwing knife aimed at her seemed to hit an invisible wall, whistling past the hem of her clothes before embedding itself deeply into the biological wall behind her with a dull thud.

However, the maniacal attack was merely a feint.

The instant he threw his dagger at Machima, he had already pounced on Bruce like a ghost.

Bruce, whose Tenth Metal Power was suppressed, reacted a beat too slow and was hit hard in the chest by a powerful punch from the maniac.

"Oh!"

Bruce was knocked back again, and a sweet taste rose in his throat, almost causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

Old injuries combined with new wounds left him kneeling on the ground, unable to get up for a moment.

But just as Kuangxiao thought he had temporarily solved a problem and was preparing to deal with Machima with all his might, a petite figure appeared beside him as if by teleportation.

Machima now has a throwing knife in her hand.

Without anyone noticing, she had quietly picked up a laughing throwing knife that had fallen to the ground.

Machima moved with lightning speed, stabbing at the arm that the maniac was trying to block.

Kuang Xiao was taken aback and, relying on his fighting instincts, tried to parry the attack with his arm armor.

But he underestimated Machima's strength, or rather, he underestimated the terrifying power that this seemingly weak body could unleash.

"Crack!"

A sharp, teeth-grinding cracking sound rang out.

The throwing knife severed two fingers of the maniacal laugh's right hand.

Dark red blood spurted out instantly.

"Uh!"

He let out a painful groan and retreated abruptly.

After creating distance between himself and Machima, he laughed maniacally and stared in shock at his mutilated hand.

After cutting off the opponent's finger, Machima casually tossed aside the blood-stained throwing knife.

Black blood splattered on her face, and despite the blood on her cheeks, she remained expressionless, as if she had only broken two tree branches.

After laughing maniacally and shaking off the blood from his fingers, he continued to fight Machima and the resurrected Bruce.

The three engaged in a thrilling melee within this confined space.

With his extensive fighting experience and formidable physique that remained strong even when suppressed, Bruce confronted Laughing head-on, diverting most of Laughing's attention.

Makima, on the other hand, is like a shadow, moving through the battle.

Her attack method was simple and direct; she would extend her index finger, and an invisible force would emerge from it.

With each attack, Machima forced Kuangxiao into a frantic struggle, leaving deep dents in his hard armor.

The monitor, bound to the chair and an ancient being accustomed to the birth and death of the universe, was also stunned by what he saw.

What power is this?
The golden-eyed girl's power was completely different from any cosmic energy system he knew.

Under the incredulous gaze of the observers, the maniacal laugh in the midst of the melee found a gap and pounced on Machima, who seemed to have an open door, attempting to choke her.

Machima neither dodged nor avoided, and quickly raised her right index finger.

But just as she pointed her index finger and burst into laughter.

"Oh!"

An invisible and intangible force, as if traversing the distance of space, acted directly on the chest of the Laughing Bat.

The Laughing Bat was hit head-on by an invisible cannonball, and once again it was sent flying backward without any resistance, crashing heavily into the main control instrument in the distance, causing a violent explosion and energy turbulence.

"Finger" attacks are one of Makima's innate abilities. She can unleash invisible power through her fingers, a power capable of crushing matter and concepts.

In her original timeline, even the darkest demons of hell could not withstand this seemingly insignificant flick of the finger.

"Hehehe... Hahahaha...!"

Surprisingly, even after being beaten so badly, covered in wounds, with shattered armor and broken fingers embedded in the sparking wreckage of an instrument, the Batman Who Laughs still let out his signature maniacal laugh.

Ignoring the maniacal laughter, Machima continued her attacks like a tireless machine.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

An invisible force relentlessly bombarded the location of the maniac's laughter, further crushing the wreckage of the equipment and forcing him to dodge in a pathetic manner, like a stray dog.

Each impact caused the entire underground cavern to tremble violently, as if it might collapse completely at any moment.

Bruce, just as dumbfounded as the monitor, watched this scene unfold.

The little girl, her face covered in blood (though not her own), kept extending her fingers to launch terrifying attacks, yet her expression remained calm and her movements graceful.

This scene looks incredibly strange.

How did the Godfather's daughter come to be?

the other side.

Although he was beaten badly by Machima's fingers, his maniacal laughter still emitted a chilling sound.

"Oh! Look! Our little princess, she is Peter Patrick's daughter."

Laughing wildly, he tilted his head and gasped for breath, "Little princess, we can talk."

Machima stared at the other person. "What do you want to talk about?"

“I can see it in your beautiful golden eyes. You are just like me, an ambitious person who wants a new world. There is also a longing in your eyes to fall into darkness.”

The maniac smelled the dark aura of demonic domination emanating from Machima and said to her, "Admit it, little princess, we are the same kind of people."

Upon hearing this, Machima shook her head. "Boring."

"Boring?"

The man burst into ear-piercing laughter, "Hahahaha! Boring?! Then what do you find interesting? Playing the role of a well-behaved daughter, calling a bunch of kids 'Daddy,' and getting their affection."

He spread his arms, dark energy surging around him. "Look at my world, look at the darkness created by His Majesty Barbatos. There is no false kinship here, no wavering faith, only the purest fear and end. This is the true law of the universe!"

Machima stared at the maniacal laughter, tilting her head slightly as if observing an experimental subject.

The maniac realized she also possessed dark powers, but wanted to lure her into darkness.

But Machima completely looked down on the other party's dark world.

After entering this world, Machima saw the existence of unhappy factors such as death, war, and hunger, and she did have the idea of ​​rebuilding the world.

But Machima hopes to use her power to eliminate these factors of unhappiness and create a better world.

This world is not the Dark Multiverse.

In her view, the Dark Universe is nothing more than a crude and inefficient model.

Fear can indeed bring temporary obedience, but just as excessive pain can numb or drive one insane.

Pure fear breeds unstable madness and betrayal.

The laughing bat before us is a prime example of this instability.

Barbatos, the master of the Bat Who Laughs, simply piled up the ugliest and most failed possibilities in the universe, like mud that an ignorant child was kneading haphazardly.

For Machima, true domination requires order and the illusion of happiness.

To convince people (or anything else) that they are loved, that their sacrifices are worthwhile, and that they live in a better world.

Make them genuinely rely on you, appreciate you, and even love you.

Control built on such a foundation is more secure.

The new, equal world she wanted to build was this kind of world, not that kind of dark world.

The maniacal laughter and Barbatos' dark universe, a naked display of destruction and madness, are, in her view, nothing short of barbaric acts.

Barbatos' dark universe will only breed more rebellion, more chaos, and cleaners like the Father and Bruce Wayne.

It was destined to fail, not because it wasn't strong enough, but because it wasn't perfect enough.

Therefore, Machima will not cooperate with the Laughing Maniac.

Although she had these thoughts in her heart, Machima wouldn't reveal them to Bruce.

All she had to do was maintain her image; it was absolutely impossible for her to display any ambition to rebuild the world.

Even though Machima is still a little girl, she has an exceptionally deep mind.

Bruce couldn't see through her inner darkness and ambition; only her maniacal laughter revealed some of it.

On the other side, Bruce, seeing the maniacal laughter still trying to lure Machima into darkness, gritted his teeth and charged towards him.

He laughed wildly as he repelled Bruce, saying, "I'd still rather play with our little princess."

After throwing a few knives at Machima, he quickly closed the distance between them.

The claws, imbued with terrifying dark energy, aimed straight for Machima's throat.

Machima stood still, and just as the laughing claws were about to touch her, she raised her index finger again.

"Bang!"

A whisper.

"Oh!"

An invisible, immense force descended once more, striking the path of the maniacal laugh as he charged forward.

This time, the maniacal laughter seemed to be prepared; the dark energy around him condensed into a twisted shield, which collided fiercely with the invisible force.

A violent energy shockwave spread outwards, scattering debris from the ground.

"Uh!"

With a loud laugh and a muffled groan, the shield shattered, and the charge was forcibly halted.

But he wasn't knocked away like before.

With a mad glint in his eyes, he laughed maniacally and grinned at Machima, saying, "You can't use the same trick on me multiple times, little princess."

He accelerated again, attacking from another angle, scattering large swaths of corrosive mist as he waved his hands.

Machima moved lightly, avoiding the core area of ​​the fog.

She raised her index finger again.

"Bang! Bang!"

With each whisper, an invisible force slammed into the maniacal laugh, forcing him to constantly dodge.

His maniacal laughter was so fast it left afterimages. His fighting skills were inspired by Batman, ruthless and cunning. He would sometimes throw explosive miniature batarangs, and sometimes try to close in and use joint locks to restrain Machima.

However, Machima's reactions were always a step ahead of his.

Although her movements seemed slow, she always managed to deflect the attacks of the maniacal laughter with minimal effort.

When the maniacal laughter breaks through the invisible barrier and approaches, Makima will also demonstrate her formidable melee combat abilities.

After all, by signing a contract with Peter, all the damage she suffered would be reflected back to Peter, making her invincible in close combat and "filial to her father."

(Peter: ".?")
"Oh!"

Under the combined attack of Bruce and Machima, Laughter finally couldn't hold on any longer and was shot in the forehead by Machima, crashing heavily to the ground.

(End of this chapter)