Saras lowered his body slightly, wondering if Lei Xiaoaogu would have thought that he would enter the Assassin League again so soon?

He turned his head slightly to look at Peter, who was looking elsewhere at the moment and didn't notice Salas' gaze.

So Salas turned back again.

There was a ripple in his heart, but it was quickly calmed down by him.

It was so weird to be excited or something, just a little bit happy - seeing Peter by his side.

However, his happiness could not be seen from his expression at all, there was still no wave on his face, only a slight smile appeared when he lowered his head.

"Peter, wait here for a while." Salas said, now he doesn't want to kill, even Lei Xiaoaogu is unwilling to kill.

Peter said that he would be Salas's spider thread. Pulling this spider thread, Salas had no intention of crossing the line for the time being.

So after thinking about it, he still decided to use a more concealed method to sneak in, so as to prevent him from accidentally killing his grandfather during his emotional fluctuations.

He put himself in the skin of an assassin—【Hassan】

Hassan is not a person, but a title, the title of the leader of the assassination order.

The first identity Salas obtained was an assassin, probably because he was born in the Assassin League, and he had the most complicated feelings about the identity of an assassin.

Putting on Hassan's skull mask, pulling up the black robe to cover half of his face, and using his identity as an assassin again at this moment, or sneaking into his birthplace, the League of Assassins, the feeling is even more complicated.

Salas couldn't help feeling a sense of revenge, but he suppressed it quickly.

Peter said that the League of Assassins is not worth his fuss.

That's right, the League of Assassins is not worth his entanglement, nor is it worth causing him any mood swings,

Salas took a deep breath, and was about to touch it quietly when he felt someone tug on his sleeve.

No need to look back, Salas knew who was pulling him.

So he didn't look back, but just stretched out his hand and grabbed the other's hand, and shook it lightly a few times, which was some kind of comfort.

"I'll go with you," Peter told him.

Salas shook his head, he didn't want Peter to join the League of Assassins.

But Peter grabbed his hand backhand: “I go with you?”

"You insist?" Salas looked back at him.

Peter nodded.

"Okay." Salas said, he weighed it in his heart, and felt that no matter what the situation, he could protect Peter, so he agreed to Peter to act with him.

Besides, Peter is his spider thread now, and his spider thread should stay by his side all the time, Salas thought to himself, inexplicably happy.

This was the first time in all these years that he felt that something was firmly in his hands, because the other party already knew his true face, so he didn't have to worry about being abandoned after exposing himself.

This feeling is so wonderful that he is willing to temporarily forget those unpleasant things.

Focus on the present, Salas.

Salas thought so.

In this way, he and Peter sneaked into the League of Assassins one after the other.

The League of Assassins at night seemed to follow the laws of nature, too quiet.

However, Salas knew that this was not because of any natural law, but because most of those assassins had been sent out by Lei Xiaoaogu to arrest him and Peter.

Lei Xiaoaogu really didn't think that Salas would turn back halfway?

Salas knew very well that Lei Xiaoaogu was a smart person, and he would guard against all possibilities.

Even though the League of Assassins seems to be very quiet at the moment, Salas will never let go of any possibility. He even thinks that this is a trap prepared by the other party-it's just that Salas has never been afraid of any trap. Just like crazy.

He glanced over at Peter, gestured a little more warily to him, and continued on his way.

There are countless secrets hidden in this ancient building. Even if he just walked here, Salas could feel a thrill in his heart, as if something was calling him——it was the smell of blood, and it was the smell of blood that the League of Assassins never heard all year round. The bloody smell that disperses seems to tell him, Salas, you belong here, and blood is your final destination.

He tried to suppress the agitation, trying not to allow himself to be overwhelmed by the instinct to kill.

Peter noticed that he was not in the right state, so he stepped up a few steps, and took his hand from behind.

Salas slowly calmed down.

Suddenly, his eyes were caught by a half-open door.

The door was half open on the way he had to go to the Lhasa road pool, as if it was specially prepared for him.

A trap specially prepared for him.

Salas couldn't resist the baited hook, just as he couldn't resist the trap set by Batman before.

He's a gamer by nature, he likes to snatch food in dangerous places, and he likes to take risks to see if he can bite the bait and get away, or if the hook can catch him and let him be caught.

This is probably also because those who put the bait know him so well, and the bait they give is always so rich that Salas can't refuse it at all.

He made a pause gesture to Peter, and then moved to the door by himself.

Immediately afterwards, Peter walked up to him in twos and threes.

Salas glanced at Peter, and before he could speak, Peter said in front of him, "Salas, I am your spider thread, and I cannot leave you."

In order not to be heard by others, his voice was very low, almost as inaudible as a gust of wind passing through Salas' ears.

But the wind is very comfortable.

"I didn't say anything." Salas replied, no matter what he wanted to say before, he would not say it now.

Peter was satisfied with his answer.

Only then did Salas turn his attention back to the door.

He tentatively stretched out his hand and pushed the door slightly.

The door opened with an invisible arc.

Salas took the courage to increase the force a little, so the door opened a little wider.

There was no one in the door. After thinking for a while, Salas turned around and went in.

Seeing him like this, Peter also entered behind Salas.

"This is..." Upon entering, Peter subconsciously cried out when he saw what was inside.

I saw that this was a very large room, and there were rows of experimental cabins densely packed inside. The experimental cabins were all full of babies who hadn't grown up yet.

"Is this what you want to show me, Lei Xiaoaogu?" Salas pulled his hood, even though the face under the mask would not be seen at all, he instinctively made this movement to cover himself at this moment emotion.

Of course he knew what these were, these were "he" and "Damian".

Thalia stole Batman's DNA, and the League of Assassins didn't bet on the two children, so they had countless brothers.

It can even be said that Salas and Damian are not twin brothers, they are each other, just each other in completely different states.

"Saras?" Peter also quickly realized what this place was, and subconsciously glanced at Salas, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Salas lowered his head slightly: "It's nothing, keep going."

Each of his immature brothers was him, and each of them was not him.

Is this what you want to show me?Want me to see where this body came from?To prove that I am nothing more than an experimental creation of the League of Assassins after all?

He walked through every "he", and every experimental cabin has a corresponding number, only a few are empty, and the "he" inside either failed the experiment and died, or got out alive, was cultivated by the Assassin Alliance or kill.

In short, there are two outcomes of life and death.

These Salas didn't care, he was too indifferent, even if these people had the same gene, the same blood and even the same face as him, they were just strangers to him.

He will not care about the life and death of a stranger, nor will he empathize with a stranger, causing emotional fluctuations.

He was even more curious if this was what Lei Xiao Aogu wanted to show him, then what's the point?He said that he is the pool of Lazarus, and "Sarath Wayne" is just a body he borrowed, so where does this body come from, and what does it mean if it is an experimental creation?

If Lei Xiao Aogu did this, wouldn't he slap himself in the face?

Is it just to affect Salas' mood?This level is not enough to affect Salas, he believes that Lei Xiaoaogu will not be so stupid, otherwise he will be very disappointed.

He thought calmly like this, but his heartbeat began to speed up, as if his thinking and his body were divided into two, while calmly telling himself what to do, what to do, the other half was instinctively excited and fearful. , excited, just like all ordinary people in this world.

"There's a door over there, Salas." Peter's eyesight was very good, and he saw at a glance that there was a small door that flew towards the concealment at the end of all the experimental cabins.

Salas didn't hesitate, he quickly walked towards the door.

But whatever Lei Xiaoaogu wanted to do, Salas was willing to accompany him to the end.

He walked to the door and kicked it open.

There is a deep path in front of you, and you can hardly see anything once you go in.

Salas hesitated for a moment. Hassan's body gave him excellent eyesight, and he could see clearly even in a dark environment, but even he couldn't see anything on this road.

He hesitated, not because of fear, but because of Peter behind him.

He wondered if he should take Peter into this path.

"What are you waiting for, Salas?" Peter said suddenly, "Go in, I also want to see what's inside, remember I'm Spider-Man, not just any high school student."

Salas pauses, yes, Peter is Spider-Man.

He nodded, and then stepped into the dark passage.

Nothing could be seen in the tunnel, and the senses seemed to be blinded, only the beating sound of the heart was left.

Hearing the beating of Peter's heart, Salas calmed down and walked forward.

He touched the wall and moved forward, but as soon as he touched it, Salas felt that there seemed to be something on the wall, like—a mural?

It's just that he tried it just now. There seems to be a mysterious power in this passage. No matter what lighting method he uses, the final result will be back to darkness, so he can't see what is painted on the mural at all.

So he could only rely on his sense of touch to analyze what was on it.

However, after he groped for a long time, he felt that every line in the painting seemed to be irregular. Salas could remember where they were, but he couldn't form them into a painting in his mind.

In the end, Salas gave up. Obviously, this must also be some kind of mysterious power.

In this way, they groped all the way to the end in the dark.

Salas touched the heavy stone door and pushed it open——

The dazzling green instantly occupied his entire sight.

What is connected here is the pool of Lazarus?

Salas never expected that he would be able to find his destination so easily, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while. It was Peter who pushed him, and he quickly regained consciousness.

Seeing this thing that was said to be his all of a sudden made Salas feel ups and downs, and he also had an absurd comic psychology.

He took a step forward, and Peter called him worriedly behind him, but Salas stopped him with a wave of his hand.

He walked to the pool of Lazarus in three or two steps, and the child holding the cup-shaped object he had seen before had disappeared, and he didn't know whether it had sunk back to the bottom of the pool or had been salvaged and taken away by Lei Xiaoaogu. .

He looked at the water in Lazarus's Pool, and began to think about jumping into the pool and looking for it.

"Are you trying to jump in?" Peter said first, as if he knew what Salas was thinking.

He looked at the pool of Lazarus and Salas defensively. Ever since he knew that Salas' madness was the reason for this pool, Peter had become more vigilant towards all pools and green, let alone this green pool.

Unexpectedly, Salas, who was seen through with just one look, lied subconsciously and said, "No, I'll just see if there's anything I want in the water."

Peter looked at him in disbelief. It was obvious that since he knew that Salas was a magician, he already knew the person's superb acting skills very well, so it was clear that this was definitely not what he was thinking.

"Saras, I miss you..."

Salas laughed, "Peter, I'm already crazy enough, I won't be any more crazy than I am now."

He knew what the little bug in front of him was thinking. The frightened spider wove its webs round and round, wishing to keep the person he was protecting firmly in the middle.

It was the first time that Salas felt such concern, not for Salas Wayne, but for all identities to be his true self.

He felt very happy.

but……

"Peter, I have to go down, I guess what I want is under this." Salas said with a smile, "Trust me, I can't be any crazier than I am now."

Peter looked at him, knowing that it was impossible to change his mind, so he took a deep breath: "Okay, then I will go down with you."

He said calmly, but Salas was surprised.

"This is the pool of Lazarus, he will not let you go just because you are a superhero." Salas emphasized.

He didn't know if the pool of Lazarus would have any effect on uninjured humans.

"You never give in to anyone." Peter looked him straight in the eyes, "I know, but I don't want you to be alone, so I'll go down with you, I promised you I'd be with you, I'm not lying, I I won't watch you go down the pool alone."

Salas looked at him, suddenly aware that what he had dreamed of seemed to be right in front of him.

Peter voluntarily went to the pool, he did not force Peter.

It would be nice if the pool of Lazarus wouldn't affect the uninjured, but if he could affect everyone who entered the pool... wouldn't that be a better thing?

If Peter is also affected by the pool...he will be as crazy as Salas, and there are people in this world who accompany him to be crazy, and it is voluntary.

Salas stood by the pool, his face constantly changing.

Finally he took a step back.

"You won, Peter, I'm not going down."

He didn't even think he'd say that, let alone Peter.

Peter was really ready to get out of the pool. He kept evaluating in his heart whether he had enough willpower to survive the impact of the pool. Who knew that such a sentence would be greeted.

He has known Salas not for a long time, but not for a short time. He knows all the characters that Salas has shown. In some ways, he is not a person who gives up his persistence so easily.

"Saras..."

"It's just a corpse, I'll get it back, even if it drains the water." Salas said, "But you can't be crazy Peter, you promised to be my spider silk, I'm in hell Waiting for my thread to pull me up."

Peter felt that he didn't know what to say, and he nodded vigorously.

Salas sighed. At first he felt that he had made a wrong decision. Who knew that the moment he turned around, he actually felt a little relieved——

That's right, it's just a corpse that didn't know if it really sank to the bottom.

Let's not say that he still doesn't know whether Lei Xiaoaogu is telling the truth. If it wasn't for the corpse, Lei Xiaoaogu might have thrown it in to deceive him.

Besides, even if it is true, what can it prove if it is found?

Yeah, nothing to prove, neither his entanglement with the bat nor the current situation.

Whether he is Sarath Wayne or the pool of Lazarus, it is of no benefit to all of this.

Can he convince himself that he doesn't care about the Batman anymore?Can he tell himself he can stop loving Bruce Wayne?

he can not.

He is an extremely persistent person, perhaps because he has used the body of "Sarath Wayne" long enough, and Wayne's stubbornness has been born in his bones.

Salas couldn't let go of all this.

Knowing that it is useless, do you want to involve Peter?

If it was just him alone, he would feel that it didn't matter, and if he was involved, he would be involved, but now there is one more Peter...

"Let's go." Salas turned his head and pulled Peter away.

Seeing that Salas had made up his mind, Peter was happy but also a little distressed.

Why did Salas suffer from all this?

He took Salas's hand, as if to comfort him, I am here, I will be with you.

Salas' shoulders loosened.

However, at this moment, a sudden attack came.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Salas." This was the first time Lei Xiaoaogu showed such a disappointed expression to Salas in the past two days, "I thought you were different from your brother."

"If I'm by your side, Lei Xiaoaogu." Salas retorted, "I'm not the same as Damian."

For Lei Xiaoaogu's sudden appearance, Salas wasn't surprised at all.

He had long thought that Lei Xiao Aogu was by his side.

If nothing else, he just hoped that Salas was entering the pool of Lazarus.

It's just that he didn't expect that Salas would be merciful because of a superhero.

This doesn't fit the personality of Salas, nor does it fit the personality of the League of Assassins.

But that's what Salas did. He doesn't need to follow the settings of what he needs to do and what he doesn't need to do.

He can do whatever he wants because he knows someone will pull him back.

He has a spider's thread, which is very thin, but enough to hold him.

Peter was his surprise.

"Are you resenting me for abandoning you?" Lei Xiaoaogu said with a sullen face, "I did make a small mistake in this matter. I thought it would be Damian, but I didn't expect it to be you who inherited all that."

"No." Salas said with a smile, "I'm kind of grateful to you now."

Lei Xiaoaogu's face became even more ugly, he waved his hand, and all the members of the Assassin League surrounded him.

There were so many of them, Salas felt it was unfair, and he was going to summon his other bodies.

However, just as he was preparing, Salas suddenly saw complicated magic patterns emerging on the ground.

"Do you really think that I won't prevent you from changing bodies one by one? I have seen your ability a long time ago, Salas, and I have seen it a long time ago." Lei Xiaoaogu said, He stretched out his hand, and a black metal object suddenly appeared in his hand. The thing flew towards Salas with a whizz, and would penetrate his body in an instant if nothing happened.

For the first time since Salas owned Chaldea, he felt the fear of death.

Will die, once penetrated by that thing, will die.

That thing is filled with endless evil and madness, almost like all the evil thoughts in the world gathered... almost like Salas.

He would penetrate Salas and enter Salas's body. Salas should avoid it, but he couldn't move. The moment he saw that thing coming out, he felt a kind of fear, no, no, not only fear, And the excitement, like they were meant to be one.

It's like Salas was originally created to take over all of this.

This is fate, the original face of fate.

However, Salas couldn't move, but there was a person beside him who could.

In 0 seconds, Peter sensed Salas's hesitation.

In 0 seconds, Peter realized that Salas was abnormal.

In 0 seconds, he made an instinctive reaction.

He pushed Salas away.

Black metal penetrated Peter's body.

Salas subconsciously reached out to catch Peter.

"Peter?" He called out softly, with some disbelief and confusion.

The black metal left Peter's body, as if alive, and rushed towards Salas again.

But suddenly, Salas looked up.

With dark green eyes, he stared at the black metal in front of him, and the black metal paused for a moment.

"Do you want to kill me? Salas." Lei Xiaoaogu lowered his voice, but the volume of his voice was enough for Salas to hear clearly, "Recognize what you are like, and recognize what should have happened. what does it look like."

"No." Salas said.

He hugged Peter, and before everyone could react, he suddenly jumped into the pool of Lazarus.

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