Shadow of the Beautiful World

Ten minutes later, outside the Gotham Stadium, Merlin and Elsa were sorting out their equipment for action.

In fact, there is nothing to tidy up. Both of them have magic pockets, and the weapons they need will fall into their hands as soon as they reach out. The main reason is that Elsa is still a junior demon hunter. She can't take those highly toxic decoctions of demon hunters directly, but needs to take these powerful decoctions in the form of assisting other medicines.

This process is relatively cumbersome, and as an orthodox demon hunter, it is a basic skill to apply sword oil to the silver sword before fighting against aliens.

Speaking of sword oil, this is a major feature of the witcher.

According to Elsa, during the more than 1,000 years of fighting against alien species, demon hunters invented many highly targeted alchemy products. In the demon hunter's system, all the different types in the world can be classified into a complete and subdivided system according to their weaknesses and formation methods.

The most powerful thing is that according to the different types of monsters, the demon hunters have produced various sword oils for different occasions. Apart from those rare and difficult to use sword oils, there are also sword oils that are most commonly used. There are as many as 12 kinds.

A silver or steel sword coated with the correct sword oil will inflict considerable extra damage to aliens in combat.

Elsa, who was only 12 years old, was able to single-handedly hunt a dangerous day banshee, thanks to her father's high-level evil spirit sword oil and the rare moon dust bomb.

But sword oil is more complicated to make. Even with the support of Elsa, the current sl.d. is still unable to equip every agent with complete sword oil, but the logistics department is already making sword oil that can be diluted. The raw materials for the oil are ready. Once they are successfully produced, the agents under Merlin can use the sword oil to smear the holy silver bullets, making their weapons more powerful.

Is your friend here yet?

Elsa sat cross-legged on the ground and wiped the silver sword with a special sword cloth. The silver sword evenly coated with mixed animal sword oil shone with a strange blue light in the moonlight, like a beautiful sword. Like a lightsaber.

Facing Elsa's question, Merlin did not answer. He also held a piece of sword cloth and applied sword oil to the silver sword Vlad in his hand. After more than ten seconds, Merlin raised his head, looked in another direction, and said:

he came.

Um?

Elsa looked in Merlin's direction suspiciously. Although she was not yet an official demon hunter, Miss Bloodstone's senses were stronger than ordinary people, and she didn't notice anyone approaching her.

But at the next moment, with the sound of a rope, Bruce, who put on a black bat costume, descended from the sky like a hunting bat in the dark night with a chic posture, and landed firmly in front of Elsa and Merlin. , The black cloak on his back is like bat wings folded, enveloping his whole body, making him look full of mystery.

Elsa couldn't help whistling in such a cool way of appearing on the stage.

Although she just came to Gotham, she has heard about the legend of Batman in this city.

Where's your Robin?

Merlin looked around, and he asked meaningfully.

Up there.

Bruce pointed to the top of Elsa's head. On the flourishing branch, a child wearing a green cloak and a half-face mask was sitting on the branch, looking at Elsa below.

Hey, where did the child come from?

Elsa looked at Damian who had changed her face on top of her head, and she was a little surprised.

On the one hand, she was a little surprised that the child could escape her perception. On the other hand, Elsa always felt that this dragging child was very familiar.

Elsa and I attacked from the front to attract their attention.

Merlin wasted no time. He pointed to the Gotham Stadium that had been abandoned for several years. He said to Batman and Robin:

You broke in from the rear. I investigated just now. Dr. Douglas is trapped in a basement under the stadium. You are responsible for rescuing him and sending him to a safe place.

Bruce nodded silently.

During his time as Batman, his personality seems to have become a lot gloomy, and he doesn't like to talk very much.

And you, Robin.

Merlin stared at Damian who was standing beside Bruce. He took out a bottle of sword oil from his pocket and handed it to Damian:

Smear it on your weapon, it does extra damage to those Batmen and makes them miserable.

Thanks.

Damian deliberately replied in a hoarse voice.

This little elf finally knows the importance of hiding his identity.

Then act.

Merlin carried the silver sword Vlad behind his back, clenched the hand crossbow and hand cannon around his waist, and nodded to Elsa who was ready beside him, and the two quickly flipped through the fence of the stadium in the night. rushed to the center of the large stadium.

After they left, Bruce lowered his head and said to Damian who was eager to try:

Follow me closely, back up when in danger, don't hold on. Remember our agreement, don't kill anyone!

you are annoying.

Damian waved the sword in his hand, and he responded with a tug:

Don't hold me back.

After speaking, he jumped over the railing nimbly, like a erratic shadow, and rushed in another direction under the cover of night. Bruce followed closely behind his rebellious son.

To be honest, he regretted listening to Merlin's suggestion now.

It sounds fashionable to take an adventure with a son, but for a father, the pressure of action is much higher than when he is alone.

The kid just now

Holding two large-caliber demon hunting pistols, Elsa cautiously walked into the abandoned field covered with weeds. She said to Merlin beside her:

I always feel quite familiar. I don't know if it's an illusion. I feel that his body shape is similar to that of little Damian.

You mean, the only son of the richest man in Gotham, a young man from a rich family with a bright future and a life of food and drink, will accompany us on this night to take risks in this dangerous ghost place, and maybe even kill two batmen to get out of it. Get angry?

Merlin responded softly:

Do you think that's possible?

Well, it's really impossible for you to say so.

Elsa shrugged, and as she surveyed the pitch in the dark, she said:

Even a dizzy family can't write Merlin like that, they're on it!

I see it.

Merlin raised his head, and in the darkness illuminated by the moonlight, he clearly saw the batman warriors hanging upside down on the metal brackets above the abandoned stadium, just like the real bats.

They have undergone biological modification, not only their appearance has changed, but even their habits have begun to move closer to bats.

They cover their bodies with broad batwings on their backs, like chandeliers extending from metal supports. The number of these guys is astonishing. At a glance, Merlin saw that the densely packed batman warriors were like a swarm of bees in the night. The scale was at least 300 or more.

It's a little tricky.

Merlin is not afraid of these guys, his strength determines that he will not be afraid of group attacks on the physical level, but Elsa is different.

This Miss Demon Hunter's physique is stronger than that of ordinary people, and she is still unable to form an absolute crush on the batman warrior who occupies the numerical advantage.

So, after a while, Merlin said to Elsa:

You deal with those alarmed defected warriors, and I will deal with these mutants.

You underestimate me!

Elsa snorted, and said to Merlin dissatisfied:

I may not be as strong as you, but I'm definitely not as weak as you think

Put away your pride, Elsa!

Merlin's tone became a little harsher:

This is not a competition to see who is better, this is a mission! Ensuring that the mission is completed is the top priority! I am your commander, and you must obey my orders!

The serious Merlin was still very intimidating. Under his scolding, Elsa was a little dissatisfied, but she obediently retreated into the shadow beside her.

In the next moment, Merlin's figure turned into black mist and floated into the air. Amidst the turmoil of those batmen, the dark magic power quickly gathered. After a few seconds, there was a violent roar accompanied by scorching smoke. The batman warriors were startled, they broke off the bracket like bats, flapped their wings in the air, and rushed towards the tumbling mist screaming.

At the same time, more than 20 ignited corpses fell from the sky, and Merlin appeared in the air. Under the lasing of the crossbow arrows, several of the fastest flying batman warriors were blown off their heads, and fell miserably. to the ground.

Intruder!

At the same time that Batman was alarmed, in the abandoned stadium, those warriors who defected from the Assassin League following the death knell also became aware of the invasion. They rushed out of the hiding place in groups, but when the first wave of warriors rushed into the stadium At that moment, Elsa, who was hiding in the darkness, also attacked from behind them.

boom

With a gunshot, a big hole was opened in the chest of the leading warrior leader.

Elsa with a displeased face jumped into the crowd of assassins from the stands on the third floor, as if she was dancing. During the rotation of her body, two pistols fired continuously, pouring deadly bullets around.

After the pistol was emptied, Elsa took out the steel sword behind her back, and while flipping her wrist, split the samurai in front of her with a gun in half.

There she is!

The renegade warrior who rushed into the field from another direction shouted, and the next moment, the continuous sound of gunfire broke the tranquility of the field. As soon as Elsa dodged, she hid under the stands of the field, and she inserted the steel sword back He fumbled for the scabbard in the magic pocket, and a few seconds later, at the moment of the weak gunshot, the deadly hunter rolled and rushed out of his hiding place.

She raised her left hand, and the two grenades that had been unlatched crossed a perfect parabola in the air, and landed on those feet at the moment. In the fierce flames of the explosion, Elsa was holding a shotgun in her hand. Retreating and advancing, she stepped on the scorching ground mixed with blood and bullet casings, her long orange-red hair danced in the firelight, and the shotgun in her hand kept firing.

It doesn't feel good to be underestimated, so Elsa poured her anger on the damn thugs in front of her.

Compared with Elsa's battle on the ground, Merlin's pursuit of the group of Batmen in the sky is more like an assassination performance in the dark.

He didn't attack the massive Batmen head-on, although he could. But in order to wipe out all these winged bat warriors, he still chose a more secure method.

Billowing black smoke spread into the airspace of the stadium, blocking every exit above the stadium, like a maze shrouded in fog.

The batman warriors were in it, disturbed by the powerful magic power, they couldn't tell the direction, even with the bat's ultrasonic wave, it was difficult to find Merlin's figure in the fog.

swish

Merlin appeared strangely behind a batman warrior. With the soft sound of the Hidden Blade, this dangerous creature with double blades and red eyes was pierced through the heart from behind.

Merlin's figure disappeared in the next moment, and appeared again in another group of dazed batmen. The silver sword Vlad, coated with sword oil and infused with magic power, drew a line in the air with the dancing of Merlin's wrist. The trajectory of the windmill and the howling sword shadow enveloped the surrounding Batmen in the next moment.

sword dance

start up!

Swish Swish Swish Swish

The sound of sharp blades cutting bodies and bones sounded over the court. After a few seconds, Merlin's figure disappeared again, and under the black mist, those batman's stumps and broken arms were dripping like rain in the smelly The blood rolled and fell into the ground that was covered with weeds.

In the case of close combat and group combat, there is no skill better than this sword dance combat skill inherited from the legendary demon hunter White Wolf.

On the other side, on the ground floor of the court, Bruce also neatly dealt with the wizards guarding Dr. Douglas. Beside him, Damian wiped his long sword with a dissatisfied expression.

According to the thinking of this child who was trained by a ninja master since childhood, these traitors who dare to defect to the Assassin League must die!

But Bruce asked him not to kill, which made Damian very dissatisfied, but he still complied with Bruce's request. He saw Bruce's battle scene before, even the proud Damian had to admit that in simple fighting In other respects, he was indeed far worse than his father.

No wonder his father could beat his grandfather and no wonder his grandfather always praised his father's talent.

Bruce Wayne is really a fighting genius.

boom

Bruce stretched out his hand and pushed open the basement door where Dr. Douglas was imprisoned. He walked into the room and said to the fearful middle-aged doctor:

Mr. Douglas, we are here to rescue you. The League of Assassins' captivity for you is over. Come with me now, and we will take you out of here.

Thank you

The doctor thanked him repeatedly, but he didn't seem to want to leave. He said to Batman:

But my wife and daughter are still in their hands, and the man called Deathstroke threatened that if I didn't do what he asked, he would torture my loved ones.

We'll save them like we saved you.

Bruce said in a deep voice:

But if you don't leave with us now, you may not be able to see your wife and daughter again.

somebody is coming!

Damian behind Bruce suddenly said:

He's running this way, very fast!

You take the doctor with you! Robin, there is a passage leading to the sewer behind, go! Don't delay!

Batman clenched his fists, took a step forward, and stood in front of his son. At his request, Damian grabbed the hesitant doctor and rushed out of the room and towards the dark passage.

And a moment later, a strange figure jumped out from the shadow in front of Bruce.

He looks, to be honest, somewhat like Batman.

He was wearing a set of gray, weird armor, with a mask like an owl on his head. In the eyes of that mask, there were two black lenses, which looked like the eyes of an owl in the dark.

He tilted his head, looked at Batman in front of him, and then raised his hands. On that hand, there was a pair of metal gloves, and at the end of the fingers, there were sharp spikes like knives.

Batman, son of Gotham please come with me.

The Court of Owls

I've been waiting for a long time.