The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2476 Battle for the Cloak (32)

The three of them were stunned. Jason leaned against the wall and said with wide eyes, "What's going on? Why do you bring your own background music?!!"

But now I don't care to study this problem. The guy in front of me is obviously not a human. I'm afraid it's just a manifestation of the monster in the thick fog. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain how he broke the dense ice.

On the other hand, he can break dense ice from the inside. Cutting the three of them is not like cutting melons and vegetables? It's best if the shield is useful. If it doesn't work, they will stand there and resist for as long as the opponent's strength will double.

After much deliberation, I still have no choice but to run. This guy doesn't seem to have any special tracking methods. He probably only has forward vision like humans. He may not be affected by the thick fog, but it is limited after all. The best way is to get away first and then hide. .

"I'm holding him back." Jason said: "Now it seems that he will be affected by inertia. The pistol can slow down his progress. You can take this opportunity to climb over the wall behind..."

As soon as Jason said this, he fell into a trance, because he saw more surging eyes on the puddles on the ground. They were crowded together in large and small sizes, constantly dividing and merging, becoming bigger and bigger. reality.

Jason was stunned. He said: "What's going on? We just ran here, how could our eyes be so fast..."

"I'm afraid the timing bar is no longer independent." Tim said solemnly: "It is accumulated many times. In the past, we just couldn't stay in one place for more than three minutes. Now, no matter where we change, the still time can't be added up. More than three minutes."

"What happens if it goes over?" Dick asked.

"I don't know, I hope it's not death." Tim took a deep breath and said, "I don't think it is, but something terrible will definitely happen."

"How long do we have now?"

"One and a half minutes."

"You guys leave quickly!"

Tim and Dick knew they couldn't hesitate anymore, and they immediately climbed up the wall, because only if they went up first could they fish Jason over, and by this time Miles had already walked in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang, Jason fired five times in a row. This pistol was no ordinary thing. It looked much thicker than an ordinary pistol. The bullets fired contained the plant toxins Pamela provided to them.

It is a powerful nerve agent. Even if the bullet misses the vital point and cannot kill the opponent, this poison can paralyze the opponent's body immediately.

But this poisonous gas only took effect in Miles' body for less than a second.

After emptying all the bullets and firing five shots, the delay was only delayed for 5 seconds. When Dick, who had already climbed up the wall, stretched out his hand to fish Jason up, the knife had already been swung down.

Stab!

The knife struck Jason's calf. Jason had already been lifted into the air, so the knife slid from three centimeters below his knee to his ankle. A long and deep wound appeared instantly.

"Well!!!!"

Jason let out a cry of pain, but suppressed his pain reflex and cooperated with the two of them to climb over the wall.

The three fell heavily to the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air, but they could not stay because they did not know whether this white-faced killer named Miles could gain power from them through the wall.

So the two of them quickly lifted Jason up and ran towards the exit of the alley as fast as possible. They found an unlocked cafe at the end of the alley and carried him in.

Jason was placed on the chair. At this time, he had time to take a breath of cold air. Dick knelt down to check his wound. The wound was quite deep, and the bone was visible. Fortunately, the opponent's knife was too strong. It is sharp and the incision is very neat, as neat as if it were made with a scalpel on the operating table.

This made sewing much easier, and Tim pushed past the sleeping coffee shop owner and began rummaging through his drawers.

This is an old-fashioned coffee shop with a wooden bar, a counter lined with snacks and sandwiches, some wine and wine glasses behind it, and many odds and ends in the drawers. There is a passage next to it, and you can go up the stairs along the passage. Arrive at the coffee shop owner’s residence.

Entering the bedroom, Tim finally found iodine for disinfection and a sewing kit. Although it looked like it was used for sewing clothes, it was better than nothing.

Dick was thinking of ways to stop Jason's bleeding. Tim came down with something. He glanced at his watch worriedly. Now they only had 30 seconds left. No matter how good the doctor was, it would be impossible for him to sew such a suture in 30 seconds. A wound.

"Be prepared, something terrible might happen." Tim said as he began to prepare the needle and thread: "I don't think the thick fog will kill us immediately, but it will definitely make us scared. That's what it's for."

"Originally I thought the situation was bad enough." Dick was referring to the thick fog before. He helped Tim and said: "I didn't expect there were so many serial killers in the thick fog. It would be great if Professor Schiller was here. "

"Don't think of them as killers, they are just some kind of monsters that look like killers." Jason shook his head and said: "The purpose of their appearance is not to complete a certain work, nor to create a serial murder case, they just Just want to kill us."

"Perhaps it's more appropriate to call them murderers." Dick sighed and said, "It's as if they were born to kill."

Tim had already begun to sew. Because there was no anesthetic, this process was extremely difficult. No matter how strong Jason's willpower was, he could not completely immune to his own pain reflex, especially since the wound was close to his knee. Tim had already been kicked several times by him. Got off.

Jason gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "This is what I've always wanted to do on the court, you damn bastard."

"You can't call everyone who uses tactics to defeat you an asshole." Tim cooperated with him to divert attention and said: "We rely on good coordination, not lottery-like footwork, and I will introduce it to them How precise your footwork is."

Jason laughed lowly, because the physical vibration caused by the laughter made him hurt even more, so he took another breath, but he still couldn't stop laughing.

The painful and happy time passed quickly, and they saw more and more eyes starting to appear on the glass windows, glass tabletops, and even on the faintly reflective floor of the coffee shop.

Jason was busy hurting and Tim was busy sewing. Only Dick noticed these abnormalities during the break, but he was quickly attracted by those surging eyes.

He saw a pair of eyes that remained motionless among the ever-changing patterns, like deep black holes, like the only two footprints left on a vast expanse of white snow.

The vision shook, and Dick shook his head vigorously, but soon the rest of his vision began to darken, leaving only the eyes. He seemed to be put on a mask with only holes for the eyes.

The field of vision shook, the lights flickered, and a half-naked girl appeared in the field of vision... Before Dick could see anything clearly, he raised the murder weapon in his hand.

Yes, it was him, himself. He raised the kitchen knife in his hand and slashed at the unsuspecting girl.

Listening to the screams and feeling the plasma splashing on his body, Dick felt happy from the bottom of his heart, even though the girl called his name and seemed to be his biological sister.

Some of the killing desires that had been suppressed for many years were finally released, and Dick felt refreshed from the bottom of his heart, as if he had taken a good bath under a holy spring, and his body and mind became extremely clean.

Dick shook his head fiercely again, but the vision still lingered, and the feeling of pleasure penetrated into every pore of his body, and he kept wanting to laugh triumphantly.

"No! No! No! Get away! Get away! Stay away from me!!" Dick yelled crazily. When the scene started to cycle again, he pushed the girl in front of him away.

As a result, what he heard was not the girl's cry of pain, but two very familiar screams. When he opened his eyes again, Tim fell to the ground, and the wound on Jason's leg collapsed.

Dick woke up immediately, took back his hands and said in panic: "I...I...I didn't kill anyone, I..."

"What happened? Dick." Jason endured the pain and said, "We were chatting just now. Tim saw that you were distracted and wanted to call you, but you pushed him away."

"I saw some hallucinations." At this time, Dick also realized. In his field of vision, the only two bright holes looked like the holes in Miles' mask just now.

"I seem to know what happened to that murderer." Dick took a deep breath and said, "Just now the eyes in the thick fog appeared, and I saw the first perspective of the murderer. He killed his biological sister. ”

Tim didn't mean to complain. He got up again, because when he was pushed away, he still had the needle in his hand and the suture threads on his body. The momentary imbalance caused him to pull the threads and fall down. .

Those threads were deeply embedded in Jason's flesh. When he pulled them, the threads were not long enough, and in the process of being pulled off quickly, the sewn flesh was cut open.

Now it's better. The edge of the wound that was originally cut like a scalpel is completely rotten. Not only does it have to be re-sutured, but the bad meat also has to be cut off.

Fortunately, Tim brought a knife with him, and there was no shortage of alcohol for disinfection in the cafe, but Jason was already a little out of breath from the pain.

"I'm sorry." Dick felt very guilty and said, "I shouldn't have distracted. If only I could focus..."

"No, I think you are blocking the disaster for us." Tim continued to pack things quickly, while saying: "It seems that every three minutes this time, the eyes will randomly attack someone and let him see something. Hallucinations, and going crazy in reality, endangering the entire team.”

"Then maybe our best bet is to go alone," Jason said.

"No, this may be the purpose of the dense fog. It wants us to divide our troops, but it has never guaranteed that there will not be more monsters targeting one person deep in the dense fog." Tim said very soberly: "Once we get on it It’s true, but it’s really unacceptable every day.”

"I don't think we can be separated." Dick was busy disinfecting the knife and said: "At least one person is injured now, and the other two people can take care of him. If only one person is left, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"No one of us is alone, right?" Jason recalled that the Robins were divided according to the universe, so at least they were in groups of two.

The Arkham Knight, who is in poor condition, is taken care of by Spider-Man, and Barbara is also with them. So the only problem now is Batman. It is known that the two Batmans in this universe may be alone.

The Batman of the main universe finally took care of all the wounds on Arkham Batman. The recovery potion he brought with him worked very well. Although the opponent has not yet regained full mobility, he can at least sit up and talk.

"I have to find you a wheelchair." Batman said, "Next we have to go to the portal and take a look. I have to find a way to completely destroy the portal, otherwise this universe will never be safe."

Arkham Batman nodded and said nothing. In fact, he was more worried about Jason's condition now, but he also knew that if more foreign enemies invaded, everyone's situation would only get worse.

"I'll wait for you here." Arkham Batman said and closed his eyes. He was going to take a nap and seize the time to regain his strength.

Batman went out, but he was in a trance for a moment. Why did there seem to be something wrong with the sewer outside the door?