American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

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"boom!"

The handle of the umbrella smashed **** Mark's chin. When he was about to fall on his back, he took two steps back to balance his body, and then there was another "bang", and the handle of the umbrella hit him directly on the neck. On the side, with a "thump", Mark fell to the ground and passed out.

Schiller stepped forward with an umbrella and wanted to check on his situation, but he remembered the sound of Xie Xi Suo Suo from behind.

Schiller stopped, put the tip of the umbrella on the ground, turned around, and saw Arthur, who had been pierced in the throat by him before, a purple light appeared on his body, and the eyes and the wound left by Schiller shot out this light. .

The glowing place was like a large spotlight, and the trajectory of the light was clearly visible in the dark night. Arthur slowly floated up, stood upright in the air, and the cane with the crocodile head flew back into his hand, when he was in mid-air. When he opened his eyes again, his long hair fluttered in the wind.

Arthur fell to the ground, slowly raised his head, and let out a long breath. There were no wounds on his body. If it wasn't for the blood on his clothes, it indicated that he had died once, and no one could tell that he had just suffered what.

Schiller was holding an umbrella and stood opposite him, watching this weird resurrection ceremony. When he pulled the umbrella knife out of Arthur's throat, he was very sure that Arthur had been killed by him and never existed. The possibility of suspended animation, but just now, he was resurrected again.

At this time, Schiller saw that Kongsu's terrifying huge figure appeared behind Arthur. He opened the big mouth of the falcon and conveyed some information to Schiller:

"The Egyptian gods have the ability to control life and death. When the body dies, but the soul does not go to the other side, they can be resurrected. Amit has this ability, and so do I..."

"Don't try to kill him, control him, imprison him, seal him, as we did with Amit..."

The moon god's voice always had a hazy echo, as if it came from the moonlight, but Schiller didn't give any response, he just kept staring at Arthur.

Kong Su became a little hesitant. He felt like he made the wrong choice. He wanted a character who could fight, not someone who could only fight.

The indifference in Schiller's eyes told Kong Su that he did not intend to follow his advice, but still wanted to kill Arthur.

But for some reason, Kong Su didn't stop him, he just disappeared silently. At the same time, Arthur raised his cane high, and the crocodile head balance on the cane made a "kaka" sound and began to swing.

The scale tattoo on Arthur's arm also began to shake, and he shouted: "I will judge you! Sinner!"

The crocodile balance was swinging more and more, and he didn't mean to stop at all. Schiller stood there and quietly watched him perform until the atmosphere calmed down and became a little embarrassed, and Arthur was a little puzzled. He brought the stick in front of his eyes, and tried to hold the crocodile head that kept swinging with his other hand.

But no matter what he did, the crocodile head didn't mean to stop at all, the crocodile heads on both sides swung faster and faster, and almost shook out the afterimage, Arthur kept talking to the air: "Stop! Stop! Keep your balance and judge him!"

After he played a one-man show by himself for a long time, he finally realized that something was wrong. Arthur grinned and bit his teeth. He grabbed the already somewhat uncontrollable scepter with both hands and said, "Give me strength, let me Come and judge him!"

"Zheng-"

The shiny metallic umbrella knife collided with the crocodile head at the top of the cane. Arthur held the cane in the back and folded his arms to block the sharp knife that came again. His eyes lit up, and on his face, the shadow of the crocodile's face looming.

The brilliance of magic lit up from the tip of the staff, and Arthur, who looked very gentle at first, became fierce. He held the staff like a knife, raised the staff high, the crocodile head down, facing the shoulder of Schiller, who was near Chi Chi. stabbed in the past.

"boom!"

The umbrella was opened, and the sharp magic luster swept across the umbrella surface with the monster snakeskin pattern. The friction sound was a bit harsh, but the cane did not leave any traces on the umbrella surface.

Arthur, who was staring at the attack, saw the snakeskin umbrella that blocked him, and the pattern began to spin strangely, with the power to confuse people.

Just in a moment when he was stunned, the umbrella was put away, and the sharp knife came out again. With a "呲la" sound, the tip of the knife slashed from the collarbone on the side of the neck to the armpit, and immediately blood flowed into a river.

The blade was too sharp. When the wound just opened, the blood had not yet had time to pour out. At that moment, the fascia covering the bones could be seen, and when the blood spurted out, there was only a lake of flesh and blood.

Arthur did not scream, but let out a low roar, but Schiller, who succeeded in the blow, did not dash forward again, but took two steps back.

He looked at Arthur's reaction curiously. Obviously, this reaction was not normal.

Although not everyone screams after being injured, when people face pain, there will be many stress manifestations, such as contracting muscles, curling up, covering wounds for the first time, even if it is a well-trained one like Mark. Agents can take a defensive posture in the shortest time when they are injured, but there will still be a momentary lag. This is human instinct.

But Arthur didn't, and his growl sounded more like anger at his failure to defend than pain from a wound.

Light bloomed from the wound again, and soon, the wound created by Schiller healed.

With a mocking smile, Arthur said, "You're trying to beat an ascetic with pain, you're dreaming!"

"Don't you feel pain?"

Schiller asked again in that weird voice and tone.

"Religious faith, without fear of all pain!" Arthur raised his cane and shouted: "Being able to judge sinners is the medicine that heals all wounds!"

After shouting, Arthur found that Schiller was still staring at him blankly, and he felt a little annoyed, because from beginning to end, he was acting alone, as if the person opposite was not playing against him. actor, but an audience offstage.

Schiller's uninvolved performance ignited Arthur's anger, and just when he was about to say something to stimulate Schiller, the dark shadow he could not see flashed past.

When the blade is slashed, the streamer it brings is brighter than the moonlight, and the sharp blade cuts through the air and ripples, like a oars across the water.

With a "chi" sound, the tip of the knife inserted into Arthur's shoulder and moved forward along the enchanting lines on the umbrella. The hand holding the umbrella's handle was fair and slender, and the well-maintained fingers did not look like a professional killer. .

When holding a pen in this hand, it will never be as terrifying as it is now. As the blue veins spread from the arm to the back of the hand, Schiller twisted his hands, then pulled out the umbrella knife, and then squatted down.

With a "click", Arthur's right arm was broken at the shoulder, and flew out together with the cane in his hand.

Arthur opened his mouth and covered his bare shoulders with his hands, and Schiller took another two steps back and began to observe Arthur's reaction.

Now, he was sure that Arthur had no pain response, not because the belief he said could cure all pain, but because he really couldn't feel it.

Arthur's face was pale and ferocious. He turned his head and looked at the arm and scepter that had been knocked out.

The long hair covered his face, making him look like a shaggy goblin, but at the same time, the wound on his broken arm began to glow again.

Schiller noticed that during the repair process, the light became stronger than before, and it took longer.

After Arthur's arm recovered, he waved his hand, and the scepter flew over again. He found that the man on the opposite side was completely a lunatic murderer and couldn't communicate at all, so he didn't plan to use the words of those fooling believers anymore. .

He bent his knees slightly, bounced upwards, suspended in mid-air, flew back a certain distance, and pulled away from Schiller, the top of the cane flashed purple light.

In front of Schiller, a purple magic circle lit up, and a ferocious hand stretched out from the ground and grabbed the ground fiercely.

But at this moment, a sharp knife descended from the sky and pierced this hideous palm directly. The sharp knife was pulled out, and then slashed in parallel, the palm was cut off, and black blood spurted everywhere.

The monster let out a scream and retracted his arm directly. Arthur froze in place. He grabbed the staff with both hands and concentrated, the purple light became more and more intense.

The wound where the monster's palm was cut off also began to emit purple light, thereby repairing its limbs.

This time, this monster has learned to be smart, no longer pretending to be handsome or making a prelude to recovery, but directly wants to climb out of the magic circle.

But the magic circle appeared on the ground. If this monster wants to come out, it can't always come out upside down. It must appear head first.

The summoned jackal, the head just emerged from the magic circle, and the "swipe" is a knife.

With a "chilla" sound, the jackal's head flew out with spurting blood and landed in front of Arthur.

Schiller retracted the umbrella knife again and looked at Arthur. Arthur stood there, swallowed, raised his staff again, and said to Schiller: "You **** murderer! You forced me..."

Arthur murmured a strange ancient Egyptian language in his mouth, as if he was praying for strength. In an instant, the top of the staff was brightly purple, and several magic circles appeared a few meters away from Schiller.

The speed of the magic circle was obviously accelerated, and more than a dozen jackal monsters jumped out directly and slowly pushed towards Schiller.

Schiller still didn't move, but he retracted the sharp knife at the front of the umbrella, then tapped the ground with the tip of the umbrella and said, "Don't sleep."

Looking at his line of sight, Mark, who was knocked unconscious by him before, slowly got up. In other words, it was not Mark who got up, but another personality hidden in his body. UU Reading www.uukanshu .com Jack.

When Jack stood up, he instinctively touched his chin with his hand. The slight pain from there did not make him retreat, but stimulated him even more.

Originally, Mark, like all agents, had a serious expression and indifferent eyes. This expression would bring a great sense of oppression to ordinary people. Every agent would be trained to have this sharp temperament to deal with possible emergencies.

But at this time, Jack's eyes were more like Schiller's, cold, gloomy, and full of killing intent, just like every natural killer.

He didn't speak, just stretched out his hand, and Yueguang Hualian condensed into a bandage and wrapped it around him.

This suit is different from Mark's Moonlight suit. It doesn't have the mysterious breastplate, nor the handsome cloak and hood, only the Munayin bandage that wraps the whole body. Exposed outside, flashing a heart-wrenching red light.

If Mark's moonlight form can still be called a moonlight knight, then Jack's moonlight form can only be called a moonlight murderer.

And his behavior did not live up to this terrifying outfit. He held both hands in the air, and two long scimitars appeared in his hands. The chest of the wolf monster.

As the machete was pulled out, the strange purple light appeared again, and the wound on Jackal's chest quickly healed. Jack took two steps back, the only exposed eye narrowed, as if thinking about something.

But obviously, someone has already come up with the answer for him. Schiller with the umbrella knife did not look at those jackal monsters, but kept staring at Arthur. When his strange and strange voice sounded, the killing was like a flower. like blooming.

"Tear them."