Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

When Lucas entered the center of Gotham, he finally understood what the knight meant by surviving here.

There are ruins everywhere, like a doomsday scene.

The blue eyes reflected the extremely dilapidated scene of the city and kept flashing.

This scene is not unfamiliar to Lucas, no, in other words, it is extremely familiar.

In the afterglow of destruction, he stood on top of the ruins and stared at the city countless times.

"You must have let me see this on purpose." He said mockingly.

Lucas determined that Arkham Knight was Jason from the Dark Universe. He didn't know why he came here and how he could stay in the main world for so long, but his world was destroyed, otherwise... …

Lucas sensed the emotions in the hall. Underneath the twisted anger was a touch of sadness and despair.

He sighed softly. In fact, he had predicted all this when he guessed that the knight came from the dark universe. This made him couldn't help but wonder which world the knight came from that was destroyed under his hands.

But Lucas could not have imagined that too many worlds would be destroyed in his hands. After all, no one would remember how many slices of bread they had eaten.

"Is this revenge?"

As soon as Lucas proposed this idea, he was rejected by himself, "No, it's not."

The knight was very calm when communicating with him, without any malice, and his tone was slightly teasing. It didn't look like he had any deep hatred at all.

...Forget it, now is not the time to think about this.

Lucas looked at the thugs on the street with ferocious expressions, laughing bloodthirstyly and shooting at the people around them and waving their weapons.

These villains don't seem to care that they're in a different city, they're just having a blast, rejoicing in the fact that they've got the whole city, and there's no annoying bat to mess with the situation.

Everyone was panting excitedly, looking around with bloodshot eyes excitedly, looking for their target. They looked like they had completely lost their minds, like beasts in human skin.

A footsteps sounded from behind him.

"Look, look what I found, a lost little white rabbit~" The man wearing a top hat smiled and looked at Lucas. He was dressed like the Mad Hatter in Alice in Wonderland.

Yes, he is the Mad Hatter of Gotham, who has been looking for the Alice he recognizes. One of Gotham's super villains, it is no surprise that he appears here.

"Don't mess with me." Lucas said coldly, he didn't want to kill anyone now.

"Oh, it looks like it's still a white rabbit with fangs." The Mad Hatter's face looked a little crazier, and he looked at Lucas in admiration, "No, no, no, maybe... you are mine. Where’s Alice~”

He opened the fairy tale book in his hand, "You fell and fell, fell into the rabbit hole ~ from wall to wall, madness is here to control ~"

Black words jumped out of the book and surrounded Lucas. The Kryptonian's low magic resistance was holding him back at this moment. In just a moment of trance, the surrounding environment instantly changed drastically.

"In that melody we tremble, the bad guys work hard, the mentally ill people collapse, hahahahahaha..."

When Lucas came to his senses, he was already standing on a stage made entirely of paper stand-ups, shining a beam of light from the deep darkness, illuminating the stage.

"Welcome to my wonderland, let's play a game, and then you will find the traces of madness in everyone's heart~"

The Mad Hatter's voice came from the sky.

Lucas sighed with a very calm expression. In front of the Laughing Bat, a mere Mad Hatter was nothing. He looked at a group of thugs emerging from the stage and couldn't help but sneered.

Fighting, what he is best at is fighting. There is no need to think or speculate on other people's thoughts, just fight.

These transformed figures are not real people, that is to say, they are just like the shadows, even if they are killed, it doesn't matter.

Lucas raised the sword in his hand, his heart beating slightly. After entering combat mode, adrenaline began to be secreted, and his blue eyes sparkled.

How could a war weapon born for killing people forget the instinct engraved in DNA after a few years of peaceful life? Maybe Lucas himself didn't realize that when he fought with his own will, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. .

Lucas, who had no worries, was like a god of death. The influence of kryptonite on him was minimized in the palace. His reaction speed had greatly exceeded the limit of human beings. He was as agile as a civet cat, dodging thugs easily. Their attacks, and every time they dodge, the sword in his hand cuts off their limbs or heads as accurately and quickly as a scalpel.

The thugs surrounding him were eliminated with unimaginable efficiency. Their heads rolled on the ground with a grunt, and only their bodies stood in place, with black smoke spraying out from their smooth necks.

"If this crazy world makes you uncomfortable and makes you want to escape, all you need to do is follow the white rabbit..."

The Mad Hatter spoke with ease, refreshing a wave of thugs again, with a trace of malice hidden in his words.

Lucas' eyes flashed through the group of thugs and accurately found the man wearing the white rabbit mask. Yes, that was a real person and not something else.

Super hearing can clearly hear a heartbeat, which is why he can react so quickly.

Boring trick.

A hint of coldness flashed in Lucas' blue eyes.

The Mad Hatter seems to want Lucas to confuse the difference between the real person and the fake one, causing him to accidentally kill the real person, thereby driving him mad.

It was a good idea, but it was a pity that it was Lucas who met him.

The Sword of Sigurd pierced the chest of a thug. When the sword penetrated, his hand had already pinched the thug's neck, and his right hand that let go of the sword simply blew his head off.

Another thug attacked from the right side while he was still punching. Lucas raised his shoulder to block, twisted his body, and gave him the same treatment with his left hand.

For the experienced Lucas, the action just now was done smoothly and in one go, and it was over in less than a second.

Lucas' ferocity finally caught the Mad Hatter by surprise, and he watched in disbelief as the god of death slaughtered the transformed thugs with an efficiency that exceeded his own embodiment.

The Mad Hatter turned over the fairy tale book in his hand, "You're late! You're late! The pages are turning, Alice, can you survive the little mockery of fate?"

The shaking of the stage caused Lucas to look up, and he could see the Mad Hatter's enlarged face in the darkness, and his, literally, stage that began to flip.

Lucas grabbed the thug wearing the White Rabbit mask, jumped up when the stage was about to close, and came to the new stage. Judging from the painting on the cardboard, it should be the entrance of Arkham Asylum. The thugs kept coming Brush out of the door.

"It's endless." A trace of impatience flashed in Lucas's eyes. There was no point in getting entangled with the Mad Hatter like this.

"There is no turning back for you. Become an eternal puppet online and dance with the Mad Hatter's command." The Mad Hatter said expectantly, "The white rabbit is back again. Will you help him? Or let him go?" Kill?"

Lucas subdued the thug who tried to swing a knife at him. If he hadn't washed his hands of the problem now, a scumbag like him would have killed him. But if the Mad Hatter was so obviously induced, it would be fine if he really fell for it. Too stupid.

"Sorry, Alice, turn another page and you will be with me forever."

Lucas jumped up again, this time in Gotham at night.

"Ah, Gotham is burning, the story reaches its climax, and the final chapter is about to begin, and little Alice will lose her way back here."

Lucas fights off waves of thugs while the Mad Hatter's voice blares in the background.

"Oh~ Alice, my dear, don't force me to lock you up."

"Hey, your destiny is coming."

The Mad Hatter was visibly excited when Lucas pinched the White Rabbit Mask.

"Kill that rabbit! Let him die! He's after you! He wants your head!"

"Clench your fist and smash the rabbit's brains out! Come on, Alice, do it quickly!"

Lucas sighed softly, "Has anyone ever said you were annoying?"

Of course he would not obey the Mad Hatter's instructions. Looking at the white rabbit struggling in his hand, he stretched out his other hand and took off the mask on his face.

Under the mask, there was an ordinary face. The moment he saw the light, he screamed and covered his face.

"Oh no no no! This is wrong, Alice, where are you going? Where are you?" The Mad Hatter panicked.

The clear sound of gears turning came to Lucas's ears, and the clicking sound became louder and louder. The black fog dissipated from his eyes, and he returned to Gotham City.

Lucas' eyes were instantly locked on the Mad Hatter, who was about to turn around and run away.

Even after Lucas grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall, the Mad Hatter still had a look of disbelief on his face, "What?! No! I've got you under control, don't you see? You're crazy, you're crazy, like me too!"

"I know, a little bit of despair, a little bit of madness, you are trying to hypnotize me." Lucas said indifferently, "But you can't shake me to this extent."

The masked boy raised his lips slightly, "You still need to work harder."

He threw the Mad Hatter to the ground fiercely, stepped on his chest with his foot, and stared at him condescendingly without any emotion in his blue eyes.

Although the game with the Mad Hatter was unplanned, as he was drawn into his realm, Lucas was also observing and analyzing the supervillain.

The Mad Hatter, Jervis Tudge, is a guy who relies on the biochip on his hat to control the minds of others. Lucas is sure that the person standing in front of him is himself, but the Mad Hatter in reality will not be like that just now. Skill.

Although he successfully returned to his original place after getting rid of the Mad Hatter's hypnosis, Lucas was sure that what he had just experienced was in an independent alien space, and it felt like he was fighting the Hall Master.

But this is obviously the palace of knights.

While Lucas was thinking, the strength under his feet did not relax at all.

But even putting this aside, this palace is more special than any other we have encountered before. First of all, it is already special to be able to attract so many people into the palace.

Lucas sighed. He thought that someone like Hank Henshaw who could attract ordinary people into the palace was already great, but he didn't expect that the knight was even worse. If it weren't for Scarecrow's declaration, most of Gotham's With ordinary people withdrawing from Gotham, can the Knight draw everyone in Gotham to his palace...?

Inspiration suddenly flashed through my mind.

Lucas looked at the Mad Hatter at his feet, "Let me ask you something. Be honest."

After saying that, he used a little force, suppressing the Mad Hatter and unable to breathe normally.

"Uh-huh, I said it, I said it," the Mad Hatter said quickly.

"Is Arkham Knight working with Scarecrow?" Lucas asked.

The Mad Hatter was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't say anything, Lucas already knew the answer to the question.

It seems that this second brother from the dark universe has already planned. Scarecrow's new poison gas can scare the ordinary citizens of Gotham to the maximum extent, and then he can bring the remaining people into his palace.

It was a very clever move. Lucas let out a breath, but now he was a little confused. He didn't know the knight's purpose. Is there any benefit to him doing this? Or is it for some kind of obsession? Lucas didn't know any of these things.

"How did you get the ability you used on me just now?" Lucas asked expressionlessly.

"Ability? What ability?" The Mad Hatter was still trying to play dumb.

Lucas raised his hand, and the Sword of Sigurd appeared in his palm.

"You..." The Mad Hatter's eyes widened when he saw this, and before he could utter any more words, the sharp sword struck at his head with thunderous force.

"Boom"

The magic weapon penetrated three-thirds of the way into the wood, directly into the Mad Hatter's neck.

It's a good weapon, but only if it's not placed next to you.

The Mad Hatter's pupils shrank, he turned his head slightly to look at the sword stuck next to his head, and swallowed involuntarily. He could almost feel the chill brought by the sharp blade.

"I have a bad temper. I don't want to ask the same question a second time. Do you understand?"

Lucas' hand was still on the hilt of the sword, and his blue eyes were flashing with coldness. It looked like he could strike again. The Mad Hatter had no doubt that the next sword would really fall on his head. This god of death was in the illusion. He could clearly see his performance.

He looked begging for mercy, "I say, I say, I say everything!"

"Humph, if what I heard is a lie, you know what the consequences will be." Lucas said expressionlessly.

Evil people have to be frightened by some extreme behavior before they become obedient. Lucas lowered his eyes and listened to the Mad Hatter's somewhat confusing words, and finally understood what was going on.

"Your ability comes from this?" Lucas held the fairy tale book in the Mad Hatter's hand.

"Give it back to me!" I don't know why, but as soon as Lucas picked up this fairy tale book, the Mad Hatter suddenly became excited, not at all as docile as before.

"Huh?" Lucas narrowed his eyes and increased the force on his feet.

The content of the fairy tale book is nothing special. It is just the story of Alice in Wonderland, but this story is the origin of the nickname Mad Hatter. Could it be...

Lucas conjured a ball of fire.

"No, no, no!" the Mad Hatter screamed, but the fairy tale book was still burned to ashes by Lucas.

A knight somewhere in the city raised his head thoughtfully.

"Have you solved one of them? It's pretty fast."