[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Nightingale

According to Nightingale.

Hugging is a strange and magical thing.

The breath and temperature of another person envelops you tightly, and the air between the skins is excluded, as if it can squeeze out the gap of time spanning ten years.

All the imminent complaints, vicious sarcasm, and stubborn questioning in my heart... seemed to be rubbed back into the small corner of my heart by this tall and hot embrace, humming into a ball and slowly getting discouraged.

On the contrary, there was a pungent sourness, and she opened her teeth and claws unscrupulously, forcing her to rub hard on the front of the person in front of her, pretending that nothing happened.

When she raised her head again, it was still the calm and decisive Gotham Nightingale.

"So... this is your ability?"

She refers to the fact that Alger "discovered her existence under the rule that she shields the outside world from her perception".

The girl with cobalt blue eyes squinted slightly, not hiding the probing and guarding in her eyes.

God knows, they have been apart for ten years, not ten months or ten days, and the time they have been apart is almost equal to the time they spent together when they were young.

Ten years is enough to change many things and many people beyond recognition.

She can give hugs for the reunion of old friends, but she will not give 100% trust because of the past.

——Placing one's distrust and guard on the bright side is already a respect and compromise for the noisy friendship that used to be.

Alger looked deeply at her, and after a while, raised his hand to brush her eyelashes, and murmured: "Don't look at me like that."

However, when he let go of his hand, the girl's forced half-closed eyes became as straightforward as before.

"Okay, okay..." The red-haired man smiled unnaturally, obviously this kind of self-analysis that had never happened in ten years made him very uncomfortable, "Yes, my ability-God knows I actually One day I will have to explain this myself."

The second half of the sentence was mixed with swear words in a low voice.

"I call it—[Field]——within the range of capabilities that can be achieved, it can block all external energy from entering and bring it into the complete control of matter within the scope of the domain."

What he said was frank and undisguised, but Nightingale noticed that there was no echo in the empty hall, which was completely unscientific from a physical point of view.

It is conceivable that this space has been in Alger's domain from the very beginning.

Matter can be real objects, light, waves... Naturally, it also includes flesh and blood people.

This awareness made Nightingale's back tense involuntarily—even though she had already guessed about Alger's ability, she couldn't help being surprised at this moment when she really faced it.

"Everything", "completely"... Think about the words he just used.

If there is no restriction, Alger can achieve absolute defense without being hindered by any force.

And in the process of his movement, the "domain" that can be controlled can also turn to different spaces around him, which almost means that he is impossible to be hurt.

However, any overly powerful ability cannot be unrestricted.

It’s like a highly poisonous plant always accompanied by an antidote, like the extremely hard Rupert’s Tears with an extremely fragile tail, like her own eccentric ability [Writing is Real] is limited by the speed of writing ...

There has never been absolute invincibility in the world.

……

It is unreasonable to probe into the Achilles' heel of the other, even with those closest to you.

Nightingale put the doubt of "Alger's weakness" aside, and asked in a deep voice the knot that had troubled her for ten years: "What happened that year? Why did you choose to stay here?"

In her opinion, with Alger's ability, she could leave the mutant manufacturing base unscathed.

But is he a natural mutant who awakened after being stimulated?

Or was it involved in the mutant production plan because of something ten years ago?Become a part of this place?

"..." The red-haired man's expression became gloomy, "It's just a trick of two shameless villains in the gang. At that time, I didn't expect that I could survive."

He doesn't seem to want to go into detail about what happened ten years ago.

"As for why you choose to stay here..."

"—because he's stuck here, Percy."

The man's eyes were gradually stained with a cold killing intent.

At this moment, he overlaps with the beast-like image that Nightingale "saw" through manipulating the patrol members of the base.

"This base trapped him, and it also trapped me whose strength comes from him."

Nightingale only felt that the balloon floating in her throat from the moment she saw Alger was punctured with a "bang".

When the word "Percy" came out of his lips, her legs were as fluffy as if she was stepping on a dream, so she reached out and grabbed Alger's arm, confirming with him repeatedly: "Is he still alive? He is still alive." Alive?..."

Arjack patted her forehead hair restrainedly, and replied softly: "——if that's still his."

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Nightingale's heart: "What do you mean..." Thinking?

However, before the words fell, the earth trembled, and loud sirens suddenly rang through the entire underground base.

The girl's first reaction was that something happened to Batman and the Red Hood.

But after thinking about it, I felt that with the caution they have been going to and from the dark all the year round, they shouldn't be unable to deal with those patrols.

the same moment.

The Dark Knight and Red Hood who had already approached the central area were also startled.

They are pretty sure that they have hacked into the security system of the MMP base, and they haven't triggered anything that shouldn't be touched along the way.

Is there another wave of people besides them?

……

As soon as this guess came from the bottom of Bruce's heart, the communication channel suddenly sounded a special notification tone for the watchtower.

"B! Are you in the base? The meringue seems to be under control!"

The tone of the Green Lantern on duty tonight is guilty and panicked.

"He's firing a super sight towards the ground, but there's obviously only an open space in front of him!"

Bruce didn't have time to ask why Superman came to Gotham. While clicking on the smart brain on his wrist to call the surveillance on the upper floor of the MMP base, he asked clearly: "He didn't wear anti-brain control equipment?"

In view of Superman's almost negative magic resistance, the first high-tech product after the establishment of the Justice League Watchtower Laboratory is the kind of equipment similar to Magneto's helmet: a small volume that is light, compact and highly resistant, and will not block Superman's justice Hair, can be called a must-have for Clark to survive on the earth.

"Yes, yes, I checked before he left..." Hal, who leaked his words, couldn't help but slap himself in the watchtower, "but I can't communicate with meringue now, his communication channel seems to be blocked Someone cut it off."

Bruce had a vein in his forehead, and he didn't have time to argue with him about it.

The fingertip is zoomed in with two fingers on the virtual light screen. On the clear monitoring screen, the expression of Superman in the uniform of three primary colors is calm and calm, with a hint of anxiety. The anti-brain control device buckled in the cochlea is turned on and intact.

——He looked sane, as if he was fighting some invisible enemy, but to be honest, except for the buildings destroyed by the super vision, no invisible person was hit or left traces.

The red hood looked over, and the brow under the mask frowned slightly.

Based on superman's attack power, this underground base will soon be exposed to everyone's sight.

Is this the purpose of the people behind the scenes?

Judging from the current information, the person who can do this is most likely...

……

"It should be Percy helping us."

Alger opened his eyes and withdrew his domain perception.

"He can create hallucinations of specific objects, he can even avoid the telepathy of a psychic—it's just one of his innumerable abilities."

"The guards of the base have begun to move to the ground, but the defense of the core area will only be stricter than before."

"You should have already guessed that Percy's ability is [creation], but in fact, he can not only create abilities, but also bestow those abilities on people other than him."

"Because of the long-term control of the base, he is very weak, his consciousness has been suppressed all year round, and his waking time is limited...our time is running out."

He put his hand on Nightingale's shoulder and gave a serious order.

"I know your ability, little bird, your writing cannot be interrupted, my ability lacks aggressiveness..."

"As long as we stay together, there won't be any problems." skbdowngg