Every mother bird is full of patience for the chicks in the broken shell.

Jason is not.

He is very irritable.

"What's going on? Tell me the fuck!"

The great evil bird roared.

Tim silently took off the earphones and put them further away.

"Calm down, Red, she's just coming out of the ice."

It's better to break the shell!

Extremely irritable, Jason stepped on the accelerator hard.

With 8 minutes left, cracks spread all over the icicle, and then it stopped and fell silent.

The original protective film was destroyed by the holy water, and without the hindrance, the stinging pain brought by the holy water directly soaked every nerve, and Lucilia stopped fighting hard against the ice.

She is not stubborn enough to be stupid enough to use her body to fight hard when she is not sure.

The jet-black protective film overflowed and wrapped the gargoyle's body again, dyeing her back to the color of a stone sculpture.

White smoke filled the air.

The ice is still there, the temperature hasn't changed, and the smoke isn't water vapor.

It is the dust after blessings and evil words cancel each other out.

Ye Yi almost choked, covered his mouth and nose and stepped back a little.

This time the icicles completely shattered.

The jaw-dropping "creaking" sound passed, and it shattered from the center outwards, turning into glass-like crystals, spreading everywhere, and was quickly captured by gravity, falling on the ice layer on the ground, ding Boom.

There is still a piece of the bottom layer that has been preserved, showing a smooth curve.

The gargoyle fell down and just nestled into the egg-shaped curve on the ice, as if it got into a beanbag, and the whole animal sank.

The prison uniform was already broken due to the drastic temperature changes and various energy conflicts, so Lucilia made herself a small dress.

It is no longer the little magician dress, she let the gauze skirt flutter, the top hat is worn diagonally, the tight waist and sharp heels, now Lucilia looks like she came out of the last century Dangerous little witch.

The gargoyle twirled its right index finger lightly.

Nightwing, humans, teammates.

She propped her chin with her left hand and glanced at the people below, her eyes were cold and emotionless.

People playing with ice cubes, humans, enemies.

The black membrane unfurls, like a ghostly shadow from a nightmare, traveling along the roof.

"Lucilia," Nightwing warned.

"Don't kill people, I remember." The gargoyle reassured him.

The freezing gun shot out ice mist containing holy water and freezing light again. Lucilia raised her wrist slightly and swiped her fingers downward. A silver arc flashed, and the dense black shadows on the roof chased her mind and pierced straight down.

Black and white shadows collided together, and countless smoke and dust flew away.

After confirming that the gargoyle showed no signs of losing control and berserk, Ye Yi quietly retreated to the corner of the wall to watch, still inevitably being powdered in the face, coughing twice, and found that the dust dissolved in the air, disappeared and returned to a place where humans could not observe.

"What's this?" Tim tried to analyze.

But there is no equipment at the scene, and they can't rush to Arkham with the scanner now.

"Energy." Qiuqiu briefly explained to them.

Lucilia regained some of her strength, which made Qiuqiu feel better, and she was also willing to help the ignorant humans gain insights.

Seeing the darkness entangled the ice light, circling and climbing all the way up, the shadow claws hooked the muzzle of the gun, and cut straight down invisibly, splitting the freezing gun in two.

Freezing Man was also very straightforward, immediately dropped his gun, stepped back a lot, and spread his hands to show that he gave up resistance: "You won, little girl."

He just used to work for Batman in exchange for a little prison welfare, so he wouldn't lose his life for it.

The gargoyle froze for a moment, as if it didn't quite understand why it won like this.

However, the enemy has surrendered and become a prisoner. On the premise that the opponent cannot be killed, the battle is indeed over.Lucilia thought for a while, and wrapped the frozen man into a package with a black protective film, so as to prevent any resistance or attempt to escape.

She thinks this is the safest way.

"And then..." Leaving Arkham.

Lucilia stood up and jumped off the throne that the ice had opened up for her.

The hem of the skirt was shaking. She thought it was a bit of a hindrance, so she patted it with her hands a few times and made them into a short style. Only then was she satisfied, and asked Yeyi, "Which one will be demolished on the next wall?"

Nightwing: ...

Suffocating for a moment, he silently looked away: "Do you like stockings or safety pants?"

Lucilia: "..."

Well, those human gender issues again.

She added herself pumpkin pants.

"it's OK now?"

"Um……"

"So, which wall?"

Ye Yi silently raised his hand and pointed to the wall directly in front of Lucilia.

Last kick.

The white wall of innocence fell.

After walking through a closed space, as Ye Yi said, he came to the front hall.The waiter at the front desk was missing, only the drone belonging to Red Robin squatted there, very innocent.

"This is?"

Lucilia picked up the drone and looked it over.

The drone buzzed and flew away with great effort, leading Lucilia forward.

Ye Yi stopped in his tracks. Over the years, he and Batman had cultivated an extraordinary tacit understanding. He naturally realized that something was wrong. He touched the front desk and found out a pair of communication equipment he used.

Sooner or later he was beaten to death.

It is conceivable that when Jason comes back today, it will be a bloodbath.

Dick sighed and said he really wanted to watch.

"Yeyi is online," he connected to the communication, and asked, "Where should I go next?"

"Return to the Batcave immediately." Batman ordered himself.

Meanwhile, Jason was heading for Arkham.

Robin received Batman's order and was forced to jump halfway back to the Batcave. Now Jason is alone on the motorcycle.While driving fast, he asked in the interior: "Can you contact Lucilia?"

Correspondent Tim is conscientious: "She didn't get the communication equipment."

Jason: "..."

With the gargoyle's understanding of machinery, it is true that she cannot be counted on in this regard.

"Go to the center of Arkham Bridge." Batman instructed.

The gargoyle was walking all the way out in the surveillance. She should know that Ye Yi didn't follow, but she didn't care.Human beings are safe, and the escape task is completed, so of course Lucilia will not hold on to her.

He is not her hood.

And so hungry.

The gargoyle is fidgeting with its real name.

Today was covered with dark clouds all night again, Gotham always had this kind of sky, like a screen specially set up for him to facilitate the bat light to hit mid-air.

Lucilia continued on.

She wanted to look for food, and instinctively walked to the red bat cave.

First of all, she wanted to leave Arkham Island, so she walked to the gate of Arkham, and walked on the poor bridge connecting Arkham Island and Gotham, which had to be bombed several times a year.

The roar of motorcycles came from a distance.

There is a faint smell of meat and sweetness in the air.

Lucilia, who was still depressed just now, raised her head suddenly with a face of "I'm so bored", "I'm so angry", "I'm going to tear down Gotham tonight".

!!!

honey!juice!bake!Meat!

The gargoyle immediately came alive, quickened its pace, and set foot on the Arkham Bridge.

The bridge was flat, and they saw each other from a long distance away.

Something is wrong with Lucilia.

Not only the clothes have changed, but the aura around her is completely different from before. She is no longer just a stone monster, and the power endowed by endless time is gradually awakening.

She is a true demon.

Immortal species.

Humans were still in a daze, but Lucilia couldn't wait any longer, and directly leaned forward.She walked to the side of the motorcycle, reached out and hooked Jason's neck, and squeezed the human's head off forcefully, complaining in a low voice:

"I'm hungry, Jay."

so hungry, so hungry.

The whole gargoyle is complaining.

The resentment almost materialized into black smoke, swaying around her.

Without the assistance of mind reading or perception ability, Jason could also feel Lucilia's mourning. His neck and spine were being pulled by the gargoyle, and he had already used the pain to explain to him how anxious the gargoyle was. .

This must be the most immature immortal species in the world, not one of them.

"Okay." The human being was amused by the gargoyle, and no longer entangled.

Jason caught her without getting angry. He turned sideways to relieve the pressure on his spine, and asked in a low voice, "How are you?"

He galloped all the way, with a hoarse voice and an extra low voice.

It sounds more delicious.

Lucilia didn't know how to do it either.

The hunger she suffers is not physical, and it's not something that can be solved by feeding a few desserts.But if she really wanted to eat Jason, she would be weirdly reluctant.

It's gone when you're done eating.

There is no one who makes desserts, too much money.

While she was thinking, Jason took off the red hood.

I saw his eyes at a glance, gray-green, like glass beads covered with dust.

Lucilia watched it for a while, but couldn't look away: "Didn't the eyes be the windows to the soul?" She muttered, and couldn't help but raise her head to bite Jason's eyes.

With quick eyes and quick hands, the humans covered the gargoyle's face.

"No, my eyes are still useful." He easily pressed the gargoyle's face firmly with his hand, and refused seriously.

"I didn't talk about eating."

Lucilia muttered in a low voice, holding Jason's face in her hands, her eyes gliding over the human face, silently evaluating which one looked tastier.

"Don't eat?" Jason raised his eyebrows and asked carefully: "What is that?"

"Hmm... how to explain it?" Lucilia tried to find words, "It's more like biting off a little bit from your soul? Or, absorbing some of the energy overflowing around you? But your body is blocking here, You can't touch your soul without touching your body."

That sounds acceptable.

"That is to say, your question is only where does the 'touch' come from?" Human beings confirmed again.

Lucilia nodded.

Where is it not to touch?

Aren't the hands, face, and neck all bare skin?

But Lucilia was a very thoughtful gargoyle, and she didn't know which gossip forum she had encountered. At this time, her gaze was fixed on Jason's lips.

The human's lips were tightly pressed, full of vigilance, which made her want to pry them open.

Pry open the protection of the shell to devour the tender and juicy meat inside.

"I'm hungry, Jay."

Lucilia emphasized again that the arm hooked around Jason's neck was even stronger, not giving the humans a chance to retreat.

The other bracelet is attached to the waist of a human being, almost hanging on it.

With the power of the gargoyle, Jason resisted a little before he was pulled to the ground by her.

This guy didn't have any conscience, so he just used him as a cushion and rode the whole thing on Jason's crotch.

Same pose, different state, different scene.

"You like riding me so much?" Jason couldn't help teasing.

Lucilia couldn't hear that, rubbed it seriously, and nodded: "Well, I like it."

"..." The human choked and couldn't make a sound for a long time.

The gargoyle was also happy for him to shut up and keep quiet, just like this, his lips were pursed tighter, making him look more delicious.So Lucilia bent down and took his lips.

Then pry open.

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