The stronghold of the Court of Owls somewhere received an uninvited guest.
This is a square as wide as the Colosseum in ancient Rome. A slave auction seems to be going on. It is hard to imagine that there is such a naked human trading place in the civilized world.
The place was full of people, people were drinking and drinking, and the men and women wearing white owl masks were roaring at the top of their lungs and howling hysterically. They took off the disguise of people from the civilized world here and vented their inner darkness and naked desires wantonly.
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It was at this time that Bain broke into it.
As a figure with twisted claws and limbs was thrown into the center of the square, the lavish banquet was interrupted. The upper class people wearing masks and well-dressed gradually stopped making noise.
"Wow - it looks like we have a new guest at our party! Let him in! Claws!"
Bain lowered his head and slowly walked past several claws holding sharp blades.
Their blades did not retreat at all when Bain passed by, and seemed to intentionally cut a long bloody gash on his body, giving the man in front of him a small blow.
But they failed to do it.
The sharp blade cut through Bain's clothes, leaving not even a white mark on his body that was made of fine steel. The sharp claws felt like they were scratching on elastic rubber tires.
Bain walked out of the portal of the Colosseum, like a gladiator in the ancient Roman arena, and slowly walked to the center of the arena with everyone watching.
A most senior member of the court sitting at the top gestured to the claws, and the living goods that were originally being auctioned were removed.
They cried and shouted at Bain, but they only received whips and beatings, which did not move the burly man at all.
The court member seemed quite satisfied with Bain's lack of intention to meddle in other people's business. He lowered his head slightly and pulled the microphone:
"Bain, you have rejected our kindness before. Now you still have the nerve to appear in front of us?"
The sound amplified by the speakers was loud and loud, and all the members of the Owl Court in the entire arena were staring at Bain. All of them were wearing white owl masks, and the scene seemed inexplicably scary.
Bain's eyes lingered on a little girl wearing a mask. The girl seemed to notice the strong man's eyes, so she tilted her head into her parents' arms.
"And...how did you find me...?"
Before the man wearing a white owl-beak mask could finish speaking, he was attracted by a locator raised by Bain.
A red bright spot on it keeps flashing.
"When did you stay..."
The man in the white hawk-beak mask said half of his words, and then suddenly realized. He looked at a sharp claw standing quietly next to him.
"Cut his body open."
Following the man's crisp command, several other sharp claws nearby struck at the same time, and that sharp claw was quickly torn into pieces.
Soon, they found a small locator in the claw's neck.
The leading member of the Court of Owls applauded slowly.
"Surprising."
He said: "The ability to observe carefully. Most people will believe that someone is dead after seeing someone's head screwed off. But you will leave a positioning device in the body."
The court member was a little annoyed: "Damn it, you tricked me. We are a secret organization. You said, you discovered us, what should we do with you?"
"I'm here to seek cooperation." Bain answered him: "I'm here to ask for amber gold."
This word made the court members standing on the high platform pause.
"Where did you hear that from...forget it, it doesn't matter."
He ordered crisply: "Claws! Kill the intruders!"
He took the microphone, turned his head, and said to the other members: "I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, the party has ended early, we must..."
"I need to accept an amber gold implant. In exchange, after I defeat Batman, seize the city, and die, I am willing to let my body become the claws of the Court of Owls. This is my condition."<
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Bain said.
The man in the white owl mask on the high platform stopped his movements.
Bain tore the clothes on his arms to pieces, and then he saw clearly that the other person's body was covered with tiny plants, like some vines and green grass growing directly into his body. Such a physical condition was enough
No biologist can believe his eyes.
What is even more eye-catching is the other half of his body: it is completely opposite to the side of the grass, showing an unhealthy bluish-white color.
People with white owl masks are very familiar with this color, the dark veins hidden under the bluish-white skin. This is a physical condition that only the dead have. The claws of the Court of Owls basically all have this ghostly look.<
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"Try attacking him."
As soon as he gave the order, the sharp claw beside Bain stabbed there without hesitation.
Bain didn't even try to hide.
Under the all-out thrust of the Claw Assassin, his skin was broken open and the blade penetrated a little.
The Claw Assassin slowly retracted the knife, but no blood flowed out, as if it had been stabbed into a stack of hard leather armor.
"It's surprising, Bain, something happened to you that we don't know about." The man in the white owl mask said slowly.
He changed his attitude: "Maybe we can talk."
"That's right." Bain answered him. With a backhand punch, he hammered the head of the clawed assassin who just stabbed him into his chest, and then watched the other person pull out his own head and put it back on himself
on the spine.
He said: "I am also very interested in immortality. We will cooperate very happily."
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Chen Tao stands in Batman's exclusive training ground in the Batcave.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then silently activated the Alfred Protocol.
[Synchronized: Broken Bat]
[Crisis energy units you currently hold: 84]
The cells are boiling, and silver-white particles are entangled in his body...and then turn into pitch black.
"Humph!"
Chen Tao groaned fiercely, and half of his body exploded into black nano-robots, which instantly penetrated all the training robots in front of him!
Bah!
The nanorobot turned into a sharp steel knife and cut the robot in half in an instant!
But it was not his attack that made Chen Tao groan...
The negative memories of the Broken Bat are attacking him. Compared with the Bane Bat or the Batmobile, these negative emotions are simply not products of the same magnitude.
Chen Tao was thinking silently, but even under such a huge infusion of negative emotions, he was still able to think clearly.
"This is not enough to capture me."
Chen Tao looked at his hands: "But it's enough to interfere with my synchronization with other Batmans at the same time."