The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

Dorothy Kant, an ordinary female student, on the Gotham bus out of the city two weeks ago, her original peaceful fate was broken. The monster brought by the clown was extremely frightening, and the sharp-toothed throat tore open the neck and spewed Blood completely covered everything in front of her eyes.Desire to turn her into a thing of self-fear, waiting for reason to regain her instincts, facing everything in front of her, she broke down and cried.

She turned into the monster she hated the most.

I have carefully explained to her, all of this is not her fault, she is a victim but also a perpetrator, instead of loathing and depressing herself here, it is better to make myself stronger, apologize to the victim and beg their forgiveness to let the perpetrator Those who suffer will pay the price.

In this way, Dorothy stayed in the office for the time being. The moment she turned into a blood descendant, she was out of our jurisdiction, not to mention that she was still burdened with blood debt.

Dorothy's matter was destined to be reported to the superior, and her final destination would be handed over to the hell department composed of demons. While John and Corey were busy reporting, Dorothy was handed over to me.

"There is no need to cover yourself completely." I touched Dorothy's face and sighed that she used to be a beautiful girl like me. I felt her stiffness and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Death is cannot be infected."

"I think we need a doctor with expertise in this."

In order to treat her infection, I took Dorothy to Dr. Reed's office. When the doctor saw yellow pustules all over her body, especially her left hand, which was abnormally swollen, the expression of self-blame made him even more painful.

He explained to us that this symptom is similar to the case of the source of infection in London a hundred years ago, but he did not find any abnormalities when he rescued Dorothy from the freezer for the first time. According to our previous analysis Most of the Hydra was formed by mixing the blood of Dr. Reed's sister Mary Reed with humans. It stands to reason that Dorothy would not become such a state.

"Before I give you another serum injection, I need to do a blood test for you."

Dorothy and I looked at each other and finally agreed with the doctor.

A few minutes later, the doctor took Dorothy's blood for analysis and the results came out, bringing the already confusing case to a higher level.

There are three kinds of blood in Dorothy's body, one is her own blood, and the second part can overlap with Dr. Reed's blood gene, which means that this part of blood comes from the doctor's sister.

"Then the third one?" I stared at the unknown source marked on the report, and then at the doctor who had been silent since the results came out. A deadly atmosphere spread among the three of us.Dorothy also seemed to realize that the result might not be good. She put on a full-wrapped veil embarrassingly and hid behind me, refusing to come out.

Couldn't this third kind of blood be?A suspicion welled up in my mind. The doctor felt similar to Dorothy when he first saw Dorothy through my mobile phone. Today, he felt entangled and annoyed during the interview and diagnosis.

"I'll take another test." The doctor got up from his chair and went into the rear, separate compartment.

"Is everything going to be all right, Ann." Seeing the doctor disappear, Dorothy asked cautiously from behind me.

"Don't worry." I patted her head and comforted her. "The doctor will definitely come up with a solution. When I go back, I'll take it to Chinatown to buy some pig blood and duck blood to cook for you."

Well!My family members, I am heartbroken to myself.

Just make a big purchase in a while, I remember that the card of the craftsman seems to be with me.

Hello, you spent $100 at the Xiaowang Convenience Store in Chinatown with your card number ****. The consumption type expenditure is food consumption expenditure. You bought a total of 50 catties of pig blood, 20 catties of duck blood, 10 catties of beef and mutton, and 1 catty Brainstorm, etc., if it is not paid by yourself, please contact my bank before xx days.

Jason, who asked Anyang to buy the game currency for the claw machine, did not take out the change, and finally had to let her use the card to pay the bill: ...

Jason clasped his hands together: Just forget it and get used to it.

Back to topic.

When the doctor held a new test report in one hand and a sealed tube of blood in the other, I had already anticipated his next words.

"About the third-party blood source in her body." The doctor tried his best to restrain his tone, and I also reached back and held Dorothy, who was trembling under the coercion of the high-level blood, to protect her behind me.

"This blood comes from my wife, Elizabeth Ashbury." He paused, and revealed a shocking secret, "It was her blood that leaked out that caused the entire London to be infected a hundred years ago."

As soon as these words came out, Dorothy and I were struck by five thunderbolts. Not all the undead were brought back when Dorothy was brought back last time. In the evolving Gorefiend, there are still a few corpses missing.

Perhaps this is the reason why the clown didn't make a high profile after the first incident. He was calculating everything, and he couldn't tell where he was watching all the farce and laughed.

Leaving Dorothy, who needs healing and control abilities, at Dr. Reed, I remembered that Jason had asked me about the East End case. Looking at the gods of death in the meeting who were troubled by the fact that they could not track the blood demon in the face of the new case, I proposed A suggestion, "Why don't we ask Dorothy to help?" It's a vengeful and atoning offer that Dorothy is sure not to refuse.

I thought about how Dorothy would return to the office, beautifully, laughing, and expressionless, but I didn't expect it to be covered in blood.

"Dorothy." I quickly supported her and called out to Corey to help. "Are you okay? I'll call Dr. Reed."

She clenched my arm tightly, "Don't worry about that, Ann, hurry up, Naihe Island."

"There are a large number of artificial blood demons there."

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Naihe Island, the only island that is not connected to Gotham's inland plate, is located in the westernmost part of Gotham. If you want to go to this island, you can only take a boat from Gotham Pier.

"The supplies on the island are scarce and the traffic is blocked. Many families on the island have moved to the inland." Dorothy explained to me that John did not come with me. He first went to inform Dr. Reed and then he and the doctor will meet with us. .

Dorothy adjusted the sails, and the boat stopped at the edge of Naihe Island, "A few years ago, the mayor of Gotham even announced that a statue of Goddess Gotham would be built here, driving away the few houses that had insisted on staying. Since the previous After the mayor was assassinated, the project was largely abandoned."

Dorothy leaped forward, and her sharp claws shredded the gorefiend who was gnawing in front of her. She kicked the gorefiend's corpse. There was a large piece of fire and unknown symbols tattooed on the back of the corpse, "here will become The habitat of Blackfyre Dickon and his cultists."

"Be careful, Ann." Dorothy walked in front of me, "The further you go in, the more blood demons there will be."

I have to sigh, Dorothy was a shy and blushing girl a few days ago, but now she can beat people with a bang.I took out the sickle from the ghost of the Gotham office with my backhand, and it was just a knife to the blood demon who was keeping a halazi and rushed towards me.

Alas, family members, it's another day for the beautiful girl salted fish.

Bloodfiend Split:  …

Speaking of which, just now Dorothy seems to have mentioned another person I have never heard of. From what Dorothy said, this man named Blackfire Dickon seems to believe in something.

"Don't worry about him being a somewhat crazy old man. Everyone he meets says that God gave him a revelation, and Gotham will be in flames. At first, everyone thought this was another new psychopath, but I don't know when he started to form his own. His sect. And after attacking a reporter named Jack Ryder, he was later captured by Batman, and disappeared after he was released from prison. He did not expect to hide here."

We stopped in front of a wooden house, the wooden house was located in the front, and the windows all faced the sea.I guess this should be the position of the sentinel to always be on guard against the residents coming from the inland, but there is nothing to be wary of on a small island with scarce resources.

Is there some unspeakable secret?

"Do you know what they believe?" I asked.

"Flame... or something else." Dorothy frowned and began to recall, "I remember it was said on TV, they talked to the reporter before they went crazy."

"I can't remember my real name, it seems to be called...Deflagration."

The protective shield I made opened the way ahead, and Dorothy was responsible for whipping away the blood demons blocking the way with the blood whip.I stepped forward to push the wooden house away, and the moment I entered the house, I was stunned. The walls of the house were painted with black charcoal mixed with blood and a lot of symbols, such as the six-pointed star representing the devil, strange and unknown languages ​​and numbers, and some twists and turns. Crooked English phrases.

What attracts me the most is not these things, but what has been painted with blood, a bull symbol with seven horns on its head in the raging fire, a dark force makes me stare at this symbol and can't move my eyes, I am in a trance Walking forward, it seemed to come alive, its rotten and lifeless eyes turned to me, and with a long cry, it rushed towards me from the flames!

A strange and powerful force collided with my body, and the pain from the burning flames was so real. I breathed violently, and my eyes were blackened uncontrollably. Compared with human beings, the god of death has more abilities but less shell body. This is why most souls are in urgent need of a body, and most practitioners in their hometown will take other people's bodies in the later stages.

because!It hurts too much to directly act on the soul!

I yelled in my heart!You still want to take my body and get the hell out of here!

His fire will burn the whole world!

Whispering the mysterious language, the pain finally disappeared.

Hearing Dorothy screaming and running towards me, I finally fell forward feebly.

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"Anyang!" The yellow cloak passed from my perspective, and a pair of hands caught me first, and we fell to the ground.

"Robin." I leaned on the other person's arms and reminded softly, "Now close your eyes and turn around, neither of you should look at the paintings on the wall."

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I have already started to fantasize about Jack falling off the horse, haha.