HP black wizard in the United States comics

"I'm afraid this fish is too big for you to eat, if you know what I mean." Lanier drove with a smile.

"Catching the wrong fish with the right bait can still be said to be a kind of luck, what do you think?" The white-haired woman covered her mouth and smiled.

The steel of the dome was torn apart, and a titan-like man fell from the sky. The muscles on his body were twisted and ferocious.The green hair on the top of her head was draped over her shoulders, and her lips painted with red lipstick were split to both sides of her cheeks, forming a terrifying smile.

That's the Joker, or Titan Joker.A terrifying figure that Lanier had also heard of.

However, Gotham's crime prince seems to be in a bad state at this time. He may have taken too many drugs or, more accurately, Titan Venom.

His eyes were wide open in a sickly manner, with blood faintly spilling out of them.

He stood, laughing as if from hell.

"Ah, a new character. Really interesting. I didn't see the old bat though. I kind of miss their ridiculous baby bat costumes."

Titan Clown stood upright with blood flowing from his eye sockets, indicating that the powerful effect of the drug was flowing through his veins.

Different from those who came before.His height grew to nearly three meters, and the muscles throughout his body expanded infinitely. The expanded muscles even pulled his face out of shape, making his already ferocious smile even more distorted and terrifying.

The wind howled.

He sprinted with laughter, punched, and hit Lanier's shield, and the translucent shield suddenly dented.

Such power even surprised Lanier.

The other party's speed and neurological response far exceeded his.

But that was it, he raised his hand, liquid flames flowed out from between the sticks, condensed into a fire snake in mid-air, and opened his mouth to bite the clown.

But the other party reacted quickly, jumped hard with his feet, and returned to the roof of the car along the big tear he tore out.

The venom has given him greater strength.

Lanier waved the wand forcefully, and the steel was torn in pieces, and the roof of the car, which had been dug with a big hole, was lifted entirely.

The torn metal deformed into spikes in mid-air.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Gotham would have such interesting characters just after I retired. Hehe, is this the back wave?"

The spikes closed, and the clown jumped up and smashed through the roof of the car and fell into the car.

He tore off two chairs and threw them with all his strength.Suddenly there was a burst of sound in the air.

Lanier turned his head to avoid the two flying chairs, and then flicked his wand.Flying back between chairs.He smashed the clown who looked like a lady several meters away and pinned him directly at the end of the carriage.

The chair deformed and twisted, becoming a metal prison.Trap the clown on the roof of the car.

But still underestimated the power of Titan.The prison was torn open.

So Lanier waved his hand, and countless spikes protruded from the cage.

Directly stab the clown into thousands of holes.

Lanier then turned his attention to the white-haired girl.At this time, the other party was sitting in the corner of the carriage with his hands and knees clasped.Her pointed chin rested on her knees.Showing an attitude of watching a good show.

"Your cards are too strong, so you're not worried anyway?"

"It's not over yet, don't be so arrogant."The other party answered with a smile.

Lanier raised a brow.Is it possible that there are still people who are riddled with holes from sharp thorns and still survive?

However, it seems that there are indeed people.

The impaled clown twisted for a while, and his entire strong body suddenly collapsed. His entire body instantly seemed to be made of loess and mud.

Then the clay-like body emerged from the spikes.The writhing limbs were like mud.

What the hell, Lanier was confused.

Then in a confused look.The other person twisted into a person, a person who seemed to be made of mud.

"Damn, what the hell."

Lanier looked forced.

The twisted mud is constantly changing in mid-air, shaping different faces.

Joker, Two-Face, Penguin.

Finally he stood up strangely, with half a clown's face and half a clay sculpture's face.