[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Nightingale

If there's anyone who hates brainwashing and control, it's probably Captain America Steve Rogers - but unfortunately, he's not here.

Alger realized something was wrong when he saw Percy's unfocused eyes.

But this situation was within his expectations, neither good nor too bad, at best it was in the middle.

Because, even in an unconscious state, Percy still didn't go against the hint he gave himself when he was awake, and didn't absorb Alger's power when "recycling" the power of those artificial mutants.

This is a part of their plan, and the current progress is fairly smooth.

"The hideout of the base management is in the northwest direction, at an angle of 37 degrees, and 736 meters away."

He forced himself to ignore Percy's lifeless eyes, and told Nightingale the information he had investigated.

"The walls there are painted with lead on the outside, filled with promethium metal on the inside, and have a very high level of defense. The core they use to control Percy is probably there—no, it must be there!—that group of people can't possibly when it's out of their sight."

In the girl's dark consciousness, the surrounding scenes were deliberately ignored by her and turned into hazy phantoms.

At this moment, she seems to have become a special blind person, and can only see the point where she is most focused, and Alger is the "blind stick" that guides her to divert her sight.

He spoke quickly and clearly, successfully drawing Nightingale's attention to the exact position.

Her gilt pupils stared fixedly at the void, so countless walls, tables, chairs, and equipment were blurred in her sight, and she quickly moved to the target 736 meters away.

——In the distance, there is a dark cubical space that is incompatible with the surroundings.

"Lead..." she murmured, "melt."

The vast consciousness is like water waves, rippling and spreading out layer by layer, and is exquisitely confined within the scope of this underground base, without affecting the buildings of Gotham City above ground.

As a result, the layers of dark gray lead covering the cubic space melted like butter, revealing the blue-white metal color after removing the oxide layer, dripping on the ground like a pool of mercury.

The lead-impenetrable Mister Incredible, Clark Kent, soon discovers that the solid cubes of space he sees become see-through.

He saw the high-backed chairs arranged in a circle around the circular conference table, and the strange group of overactive body language sitting on the chairs.

The large open space where the round table was hollowed out turned out to be a pool of clear water.

In the very center of the pool, a golden lamp was placed on a high platform, emitting a faint light.

Superman was baffled by the outlandish scene.

While describing what he saw to everyone, he opened his blue eyes wide, wanting to see what the pool of water and the lamp were.

...But soon, a familiar feeling of weakness spread all over his body.

His vision was blurred, and the curly-haired youth turned his head sadly, and as expected, he saw a piece of dark green kryptonite in the palm of Batman's palm, and his figure was unusually stiff.

Looking to the side, one of the compartments of Batman's universal belt has melted...it's the little lead compartment that holds the "nb" that Batman gave Superman every day.

Clark "...qaq"

Red Hood scoffed aside.

In the end, the Flash sent the kryptonite to the courier.

wait for barry to go whoosh like lightning

, and came back with a "whoosh" like lightning, I thought I would miss a lot of important points, but found that the progress of Miss Nightingale's second-by-second second-by-second air was actually stuck.

A big question mark appeared on his little head, but there was no one present who could explain it to him.

……

"...promethium metal?"

Nightingale's attempts to destroy that inner shell were unsuccessful.

She frowned slightly, and raised her hand to "wave away" all obstacles in the distance of several hundred meters.

Along the way, the iron-gray metal wall was rolled up like a pencil chip rolled up by a pencil sharpener, and the clanging, creaking, cracking and twisting sounds of the metal scratched people's ears.

But this kind of destruction comparable to Magneto stopped in front of the distant cubic space.

It was like Nightingale's consciousness, which became sluggish as soon as it touched that layer of metal. This feeling of missing a move was very similar to the feeling of her powerlessness in the face of Percy just now.

She looked at Alger, wanting to get an explanation from him.

But Alger himself also had a slightly ugly face. "The news I found out is that it is a new type of material, which has excellent strength and auxiliary healing ability. Your ability should not have no effect on it."

"That's not a new type of material." It was Red Hood who spoke.

As soon as he talked to Alger, he was full of anger. He didn't know if it was related to the two men's "heads that were as red as fire".

"The Owl Court has been collecting similar metals. They seem to be related to magic power. There are five kinds of metals they are targeting, and I have seen two of them so far."

"In addition to the Dionysus factor in many sharp claws, there is also amber gold in the court - its shape looks like a clear spring, which is probably the pool in the center of the conference table that Superman saw with super vision. "

"As for the one in the middle of the pool... who knows."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sarcastically said, "It really fits the sense of aristocratic ceremony of the group of beasts in clothes."

The Flash: "Hey? So the Dionysian factor has nothing to do with the Dionysus? Then why is it called the Dionysus factor? It's so annoying baba... I thought Dionysus and Wonder Woman were the same god... "Oh, big blue, why are you pinching me??"

The red hood had a headache, and his voice was so angry that it almost turned into throat cancer. "...It's, just, a kind of liquid metal."

It's just because the exaggerated style of the Owl Court was deliberately deified, used to promote the supremacy and dignity of the court, and deliberately associated with the gods.

"...And that's not the point!!!"

Kuaiyin quickly drew a cross on Bari's mouth.

……

Amidst the chattering noise, the dark-haired young man who had been watching the crowd with no joy or sorrow and no movement spoke again.

"Password?"

This time, there was no response. The loudspeaker hidden somewhere rustled, and an electronic voice that could not distinguish between men and women came out, "Password unlock..."

However, before the password was completely issued, everyone's ears seemed to be suddenly deaf.

The silence fell on Percy's long black eyelashes like snowflakes, causing him to shake his eyelids in confusion.

Nightingale with a calm face blinked at him lightly, "It's a bit noisy, brother."

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