Chapter 265： Batman's heroism (seeking subscription)

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Chapter 265 Batman's heroism (for subscription)

The vast ocean of the highest sky rolled with waves of terror, and the howls of the demons were blocked by Geller's force field.

The magnificent imperial fleet is hidden under the torrent of subspace, running smoothly.

【Come out of subspace】

【Come out of subspace】

【Come out of subspace】

The sound of the mechanical prompt echoed in the battleship, and everyone got busy, preparing for the battleship to return to the physical universe.

The meditator array composed of divine brains makes rhythmic sounds.

The data cable transmits massive amounts of data, and the coordinates of the anchored ship calculate the energy required to enter the subspace engine.

The crew members and captains who control the battleship connect their minds with the battleship, assisting the work of the machine soul.

The data machine, which was bigger than the personnel carrier, was ticking, and white steam spewed out of the pipe, which was the chemical agent used for cooling.

The air vents make a sound caused by high-speed airflow, and the circulation system is releasing fresh air, taking away the dull, exhaust-filled air to complete the cycle purification.

The huge fleet jumped out of the subspace and displayed in the void.

This is the established assembly point.

The wild wolves have long been waiting for the arrival of the blood angel.

Together they will fight against Magnus.

Standing on the bridge of the Celestial-class battleship-Holy Blood, Dante can overlook the entire main control hall at a height.

Staff are sitting around the huge console.

The Mechanic Priest walked back and forth, maintaining and watching over the huge array of Mechanics and Thinkers.

When jumping out of the subspace, the Holy Blood didn't have any jolts.

Very smooth, as if sliding out of the inside.

Dante closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes again.

Noisy announcements came from everywhere, passing into his superhuman senses, and his sharp eyes could capture the working status of each servant.

Seeing that everyone is working hard to complete their work.

Dante showed a faint smile.

Even after such a long time, it still feels like a dream.

Blood surged in Primal Cast's body, and air flowed back and forth from his chest at an unusual speed.

Regarding everything in front of him, his heart was full of emotion.

Mankind once faced unimaginable darkness.

Traitors from the age of Horus destroyed the Cadia fortress.

Their leader, Abaddon the Marauder, used the unknown alien technology to make the Eye of Terror extend across the entire galaxy like a scar, forming a huge warp space rift that divided the entire empire in two.

Those horrors of the old night came flooding out of the darkness.

Countless subspace cracks spread on an unprecedented scale.

Nightmare-like visions of horror erode reality like a flood that breaks a bank.

Demons wander among the stars, and monsters haunt the human world.

Desperate messages filled the warp, death and war everywhere.

No world has been spared.

The gods laughed wildly, intending to turn the entire human race into a plaything in their hands.

Suffering is the fate of all human beings.

The human race in the galaxy is more miserable than any previous era.

Everyone thinks that civilization is about to go out and darkness will hang over the future.

The traitors were triumphant, clamoring about their impending victory.

However, everything reversed so quickly.

The awakening of one of the Emperor's Children changes everything.

Traitors and gods will one day regret what they did for waking Guilliman.

Many Primarchs return from lost times.

Walk among the stars again.

They brought back the hope of the Dreamtime and the redemption humanity has always longed for.

This time, they will no longer fail.

Mankind will surely defeat the gods.

Dante could see the terrible ambition in the eyes of the Imperial Regent.

Now, the entire empire has fallen into war.

The empire is launching a full-scale counterattack against aliens and traitors.

The Tau have been destroyed, and their home planet was burned by the returning lion.

Many chapters were assembled to attack the resurgent necron dynasty.

The orcs were divided one by one, a large number of legions were dispatched, and the green skins fled with an unprecedented terrorist attack.

The Zerg suffered continuous setbacks, and one after another the tentacles were cut off by humans.

In the old days, the victory of any war was enough to make the high lord extremely excited and regard it as a supreme achievement.

But in this day and age, these victories are commonplace.

Not even creditable.

Dante knew that these victories were just appetizers.

The Imperial Regent will never be satisfied with this.

The Ministry of Military Affairs of the Empire is still frantically expanding its military.

The first thing every recovered world has to do is to be included in the empire's huge division of labor system.

Develop technology and industry, produce weapons and ammunition, warships or food supplies.

So frantically preparing for war and expanding the army.

Anyone with a keen eye can sense that a galaxy-changing battle is brewing.

There is only one enemy who needs to use so many troops.

Those are the ancient primordial destroyers.

Another name, that is the guy who claims to be a god.

A sharp sword against the gods is being forged.

The day the sword comes out is the time for the decisive battle.

A mechanical sound sounded, interrupting Dante's scattered thoughts.

【The warship of the Space Wolves Chapter has been detected, and the standard message has been sent】

Light spots appear on the tactical screen, and the optical device transmits the captured images to the database, which then processes them and displays them in front of Dante.

The Space Wolves also have a fleet of magnificent ships.

The Imperial Regent equips each Chapter with equal strength.

At this point, even the Ultramarines are no different from them, without any special treatment.

Co-ops between the Blood Angels and the Space Wolves are not uncommon.

But in the past, there were often only small-scale alliances.

This is the first time that such a large-scale joint operation has been carried out.

After the Blood Angels' fleet jumped out of the subspace, they switched to conventional engines, slowly slowed down, and met with the Space Wolves' ships.

"Space Wolves Chapter - Captain Logan requests to meet you, he has arrived at the transmission deck of the Holy Blood." Another voice sounded.

Dante followed the voice and saw that it was a flying silver-plated cherub.

The servo machinery was humming in its body, and the silver wings flapped rhythmically.

Wings do not provide lift, Cherubs rely on anti-gravity devices to maintain flight, wings are used to maintain direction and decoration.

"The wild wolf is still so impatient and unwilling to wait. The request is granted, let him go to the Holy Blood Hall." Dante said, "I will be there soon."

"Understood, the relevant information is being passed on." Accompanied by the buzzing sound, Cherub turned and flew away.

Dante glanced at the main control hall, the mechanical priests were commanding the servants and crew to control this huge battleship.

The mechanical indicator light flickered, and the noisy sound echoed in the hall.

Everything is in order.

Dante turned and left, walking towards the door of the main console.

The Blood Angels who stood at the door and were in charge of guarding saluted him.

Several members of the Holy Blood Guard followed Dante and left together as his escort.

The Temple of the Holy Blood was originally located in Baal's Fort Angel.

Dante moved it to the Celestial class battleship - Holy Blood.

He knew very well that the Blood Angels would face an expedition that might take hundreds or thousands of years.

The ambitions of the Empire Regency are by no means limited to the Milky Way, and it is very likely that they will expedition to other galaxies.

The Blood Angels had to adjust to life away from Baal fighting.

Celestial-class warships are the best choice as a mobile temporary home.

There are a large number of books stored in the Temple of the Holy Blood.

These books record those enemies the Blood Angels defeated, as well as biographies belonging to the dead.

Someone once suggested logging these things into a database.

Dante rejected this proposal.

The books and biographies of the Temple of the Blood are the legacy of the Chapter.

Only with a heart of awe can one obtain the knowledge of the predecessors and the spirit of the holy blood inherited from these books.

If something is too easy to get, people will not respect it.

The meeting with Head Logan was arranged in the Temple of the Holy Blood, which is also a manifestation of respect.

The Space Wolves and the Red Devils-Magnus have a deep grievance.

Before the Great Rift was opened, Fenris, the home planet of the wolves, was invaded by Magnus. The entire planet was engulfed in flames, and the people of Fenris suffered heavy casualties.

Knowing that Dante launched a war against Prospero, Captain Logan brought the wolves over.

Accompanied by the hissing of the mechanical door, an old blood servant walked in, followed by a warrior wearing thick Terminator armor.

The comer is Logan, who is known as the ancient wolf, the father of the wolf teeth, and the High King of Fenris.

Born in the Iron tribe of Fenris.

After nearly two hundred years of fighting, he became the chief wolf of the wild wolves.

Several wolf guards also walked in with him.

They all have huge wolf head decorations on their armor, and thick fur hangs on their bodies.

"Glad to see you again, Logan." Dante said.

"Me too, I once thought you would die at the hands of the Zerg." Logan responded to Dante's greeting with a rough voice, "Luckily you didn't, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to defeat that damned traitor together gone."

"The Regent of the Empire saved me at the last moment." Dante made a gesture to the mechanical priest who was waiting by the side. The buzzing sound of the machinery sounded, and a huge holographic projection lit up in the room.

"He brought new technology and warships, allowing the Blood Angels to complete their transformation and be reborn. I learned something about the Battle of Fenris. I'm sorry that the Son of Blood couldn't face it with you."

"The wolves will have revenge." Logan said lightly: "Magnus will pay the price for invading Fenris, and Terra's cage is waiting for him."

"He will." Dante walked to the side of the projection, and a point of light emerged, showing the entire galaxy, and then changed rapidly, moving, until it showed the planet Prospero and the area controlled by Magnus.

"He has controlled a star area, and his power is still expanding. Several empire battle groups have tried to stop his madness, but in the end they all failed." Dante briefly introduced the situation of Magnus, these Information is public.

"The power of the Red Devil is unimaginable. This traitor is at the same level as our genetic father. Absolutely don't take any actions of contempt, otherwise the success will come to naught." Logan also walked to the side of the projection, examining the empire. Troop deployment and the enemy's defense, "We have to bite through their periphery first, just like wolves besieging powerful prey, probing, weakening, and then killing them with one blow."

"This matter is not simple, but we have enough troops to do it. Not long ago, I got a message from the Dark Angels. They have solved the battle on the Far East Frontier and will join us in the siege of Magnus Team." With a slip of Dante's hand, a dark angel's chapter emblem appeared on the star map, and it moved towards Prospero from the other direction.

"It means we will get the support of a Primarch?" Logan's eyes were full of surprise and a trace of deep hidden loss.

With the advancement of the empire's technology, various communication facilities have been established.

Nowadays, the information exchange of the empire is far more than in the past, and Logan naturally knows the return of the lion.

The opponent fought on the Far Eastern border, smashed the growing alien civilization, and quelled many turmoil in the Far Eastern border.

The Empire has returned several Primarchs, but their genetic father-Russ has never appeared.

Guilliman sent a message to the Space Wolves, informing them that Russ had appeared during the Battle of Lorestar, so that they would no longer have to go on a hunting expedition. .

This news once excited the wild wolves, thinking that the father of genes is about to return.

But until now, apart from the information given by Guilliman, the wolves have no news of Russ.

Once let them lost.

Russ didn't want to return to Fenris, maybe he was too disappointed in them.

"The lion didn't act with the battle group. He took his personal guards to complete another mission." Dante said: "If we can't defeat Magnus, the imperial regent may let the lion come Take over, so we've got to be ready and try to get that guy."

Speaking of the Primarch, Dante was also a little bit lost.

At least Russ, the genetic father of the Space Wolves, still has news, and it is very likely that he will return in the future.

Sanguinius was killed directly, although the imperial regent will find a way to bring the archangel back.

But this kind of thing is not that simple.

Up to now, Dante has not received any news from there.

I don't know success or failure.

I hope everything goes well, Dante can only comfort himself in this way.

Subsequently, he continued to engage in military discussions with Logan.

The Space Wolves and the Blood Angels, combined with the Dark Angels, is a terrifying force capable of deciding many wars.

Plus, a significant portion of their sub-regiments also responded to their war orders.

The scale of the army against Magnus was extremely large.

After discussion, Dante and Logan agreed that they should gradually advance from the periphery, bit by bit through the enemy's defenses, and then have a decisive battle with Magnus on the planet Prospero.

The giant stone fortress is suspended in the void, and a huge number of warships are distributed around it.

At this time, this huge imperial army is only one step away from the star field controlled by Magnus.

With the current speed of the empire, it only takes half a day to launch an attack.

After jumping out of the subspace, the Dark Angel had another unexpected harvest.

A merchant ship that looked almost scrapped appeared in front of them.

Boris led the team to inspect the ship, and unexpectedly found that all the people on board were psykers or people with the potential to be psykers.

From the confession of the leader, Boris realized that many people with spiritual potential were lured to Prospero by Magnus.

That's not a good thing.

With so many psykers, the power they can leverage is absolutely beyond everyone's imagination.

Several major incidents of out-of-control psychic energy broke out in the empire.

Each time caused huge casualties.

The strongest alpha-level psychic out-of-control event caused the paralysis of star language communication in dozens of galaxies, and more than one billion people died.

After inspecting the ship, Boris hastily judged these people, and then turned to Azrael to discuss the matter.

With so many psykers gathered in Prospero, if one or two Alpha-level psychic out-of-control incidents occur, the consequences will be serious, no one can imagine.

Walking along the dark corridor lit only by candles, Boris soon arrived at Azrael's meditation room.

Ten giants in thick white robes stood in the shadows, acting as the guardian of the Grand Master.

Each one is leaning on a two-handed sword, standing straight in front of him from the face to the chest.

The sharp blade gleamed in the erratic light.

Candles flickered around them, reflecting the terrifying scene behind them.

Thousands of skulls are neatly arranged on the walls.

These are enemies defeated by the Dark Angels.

Part of it is human, and more of it is those weird aliens.

Titanium skulls are among them.

The race that once tried to replace humans has completely become a thing of the past.

The guards watched Boris, their faces covered by skull-shaped helmets decorated with runes and chapter emblems.

After passing the test with the biological seal, Boris entered the meditation room of the great teacher.

Azrael knelt at the divination table.

This is a room with mirrored walls.

Located deep within the Stone Fortress.

Candles with a soothing effect flicker in the meditation room.

As the Grand Master of the Gray Knights, Azrael is also a powerful psyker.

Possesses the ability to peek into the highest heaven.

Right now, he's doing it.

Every Son of Caliban knows that the Redemption is not really over yet.

The return of the Lions made them very excited.

But the Dark Angel still faces many problems.

Lord Cypher still wanders out.

Luthor escaped from his cell and has yet to bring him back

The gods are still watching the galaxy, and vicious plots are brewing and taking root in unknown corners.

Azrael's participation in the campaign to encircle Magnus was not only due to the grievances between the Dark Angels and those wizards, he also learned about Luthor's traces from some secret channels.

He may have fled to the Empire controlled by Magnus.

That damned traitor.

The warp was as chaotic as ever, and Azrael didn't get any useful information from it.

He tried to capture information about traitors from the chaotic torrents of the Warp.

It may be because he was too close to the area controlled by Magnus. He didn't get the information he wanted, and he could only hear those crazy shouts and screams.

The entire star region fell into madness, and the light of human souls was very bright, shining like stars in the subspace.

Thousands of demons are crazy about it, never before have so many human psykers gathered in one place.

Azrael's heart palpitated from what he saw.

With so many psykers, if something goes wrong, the entire star sector may be thrown into the warp.

Withdrawing from the subspace, Azrael picked up a quill and recorded his experience of this trip to the subspace on the thick tome.

Record those crazy ravings.

Many things are useless.

However, as long as a useful clue can be found, it is possible to determine the victory of a battle in the future.

Footsteps sounded from behind him.

Azrael knew who the visitor was without looking back.

Except for Boris, no one will bother him at this time.

"My lord, we have captured a group of traitors who are trying to go to the area controlled by Magnus." Boris said.

"A bunch of stupid people." Azrael said, "Did they provide any valuable information?"

"The pastors and Mechanicians have been interrogated and soul-peeped. They are just a group of bewitched ignorant people. These people all have psionic power or the potential for psionic power. They think that in the kingdom of Magnus, they can Get a better life and be more respectable. So they followed the whispers of demagogy, gathered together, got a ship through some secret channel, and tried to cross the ocean of warp space to make a pilgrimage to Magnus."

"According to the existing laws of the empire, they have all been sentenced to ignorance. Related operations will be carried out in the near future. Sir, do you have any instructions and opinions?"

Azrael shook his head, he had nothing to say.

Betrayal is unforgivable.

"There is one thing that we may have to pay attention to. Psykers are constantly gathering in Prospero. If there are too many of them, I'm afraid it will cause an unprecedented catastrophe." Boris said: " They are like a volcano about to erupt, Magnus must have some conspiracy!"

"I agree with you." Azrael also saw those crazy scenes in the subspace, "The unusual torrent of the subspace is forming, and Magnus must have his own psykers gathering so many psykers." planning."

"We can't attack according to the rules. It would be too time-consuming. We should give up the battle on the periphery and stab Prospero directly. First smash his insidious plan, and then find a way to save this star area." Boris said: "St. A frontal attack by the Blood Angels and Space Wolves will provide cover for our operations."

"It's not a good strategy to go deep alone." Azrael said, "That's too dangerous."

"Regardless of what Magnus has planned, stopping him first is the most important thing." Boris said: "We will only harass, conduct orbital bombing, and not launch a full-scale attack on Prospero. Magnus Si's strength far exceeds ours, but his fleet is not as strong as ours, and there is not only one way to fight wars."

Azrael was silent for a moment, considering what he saw, finally nodded and agreed to Boris' plan.

With so many psykers converging on Prospero, it would be enough for Magnus to create a small Eye of Terror, and the entire galaxy would be shattered.

The storm suddenly rose, and twisted energies raged across the barren plain.

The dark purple thunder danced wildly like a snake.

Dark clouds rolled across the sky, and distorted faces floated above them, howling harshly.

Lightning flashed across the rain curtain, showing many weird silhouettes against the night rain.

This is a world shrouded in the power of witchcraft.

Glasses that reflect light are scattered on the surface, and crystals that reflect countless painful souls grow on the plains and mountains like plants.

Lava flowed from the majestic mountains of razor-sharp stone and flowed down the rivers to the plains.

Groups of blue-skinned creatures roam the plains and live in the crystal forest.

The face of each creature is different, weird and terrifying, like a living nightmare.

There are also some clans that can vaguely recognize the appearance of humans, and the clothes on their bodies can be seen in the unique weaving techniques of humans.

Those humans already had multiple eyes, extra arms and wriggling tentacles.

It is normal to have two heads, but one is relatively rare.

These guys are very cunning, like intrigue and trickery, and can release all kinds of vicious witchcraft.

This is a world that belongs to demons.

Only believers of the gods and those who have no life can live here.

A demon wanders the forest, avoiding the hunt of more powerful demons.

It has human arms and legs, and a bird-like body and wings, and even its mouth is in the shape of a bird's beak.

Walking to a crystal cliff, the demon looked up and saw the majestic maze belonging to his master.

Low-level demons like them are not eligible to enter the maze. Only demons that are cunning, despicable, and able to tell perfect lies are eligible to enter the maze.

Watching for a moment, the demon felt bored again.

It glanced around, having no fun at all. Its fellow humans were fighting, and so were those humans who believed in their master. They tried their best to perform, longing for his attention.

Suddenly, a burst of music came.

This is a strange thing.

Are the gods going to continue fighting again?

That would be a good way to pass the time.

The demon looked around, trying to find the source of the music.

It flapped its wings and flew over to the sound of the music.

It didn't take much effort to find the source of the music on a tidal flat lined with rocks.

A golden crack appeared in the sulfur-smelling air.

Music comes from inside.

The demon circled around it a few times, and its knowledge was not enough to recognize what it was.

It tries to unleash the sorcery and magic it has mastered.

The scorching fireball rushed over and dissipated directly in front of the crack without causing any reaction.

Cracks slowly widen.

The demon wants to get closer.

A burning flaming sword stabbed out from inside.

The demon screamed, its body was burning, and after a while, it was reduced to ashes.

The cursed legion burning with flames came out of the crack, and several living saints who had been clearly recorded in the history of the empire stood in the ranks, brandishing flame swords, and directed the cursed ones to attack.

The flames of war were ignited.

The sound of the cursed one's invasion resounded throughout the world, and the fighting demons had to unite, or they would be destroyed by the cursed one.

The war between the emperor and the gods has broken out, and no one will be spared and stay out of it.

Accompanied by a wolf roar, a wild wolf as huge as a mountain jumped out of the crack, just like the giant wolf chasing the sun and the moon in human myths and ending the rule of the gods.

A big demon flapped its wings, and the crystal wand in its hand released a series of strange attacks.

But his body was bitten off by the giant wolf, and he was thrown flying.

The giant wolf rushed into the demons and bit the powerful demons.

The powerful crystal armor was shattered into pieces under the bite of the fangs.

With a wave of sharp claws, pieces of demons fell down.

The demons tried to rally and attack the giant wolf.

The opponent jumped directly into the void, broke through the space restriction and left the battlefield.

When the demons relaxed their vigilance, he jumped out of the void again, using his fangs and claws to continue attacking.

After a few times, the demon is defeated.

The Cursed Legion quickly opened up the situation, dragging the entire world into the flames of war.

Seeing the results of his battle, the giant wolf jumped into the void and returned to an illusory golden kingdom.

"It seems to be going well." Ferrus walked over from the side and said, "Facing our full-scale invasion, the Changers will definitely be dragged into the war and have no time to take care of Magnus' affairs. If it goes well , Magnus is doomed this time."

The giant wolf nodded and looked into the distance. The war between the two sides had already begun.

It is not easy to catch Magnus, a guy who is good at witchcraft.

The arrest of Fulgrim, Perturabo and others will definitely attract the attention of the gods.

The gods will not let their spoils escape.

As the most cunning existence among the evil gods, the Lord of Changes will definitely notice if there are any bad signs on the empire's side, and he will recall Magnus.

It is also possible to directly help Magnus escape during the battle.

If you want to catch Magnus, you must first cut off any help he might get.

This is why the Legion of the Cursed and the Living Saints have invaded the Realm of Change.

The gods have ceased fighting, but they will never form true allies.

Chaos is just that.

True cooperation does not exist.

They fight each other and fight on their own.

Other gods will not give Tzeentch any assistance if it has no way to block human attacks.

Others are likely to attack it and divide up its territory and authority.

"Sanguinius has returned, and he will be the main force in capturing Magnus. I don't deny Sanguinius' fighting power and wisdom, but Magnus, as the most knowledgeable among us, has to guard against His means. You need to make another trip, Russ. If Magnus wants to use witchcraft to escape in battle, then the task of catching him falls on you." Ferrus looked at the giant The wolf said: "Besides, you should also return to the real universe. Guilliman is about to become the new lord of mankind. If he does that, he will inevitably attract some opponents. We all have to support him. If all loyal The Primarchs gathered on Terra and attended his enthronement ceremony, presumably those who want to make trouble must have no excuse to make trouble."

The giant wolf glanced at Ferus, tapped its huge wolf head a few times, then jumped up again and sank into the void.

Ferrus looked at the demon planet that was at war.

In the landing site massacre, he was beheaded, which is undoubtedly a great shame.

If it weren't for the essence of the Primarch to revive him in the subspace, I'm afraid he would really die.

Fulgrim has been captured, but Ferrus still wants to catch the demon that parasitized on Fulgrim's sword in the past, and fight it with an eye.

Gotham City.

"After you get out, be a good person." A fat prison guard stuffed a bag pretending to be a personal item to James in front of him, and then pushed it out of the prison door.

The dazzling sunlight instantly made this James feel a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and set up a small tent on his forehead to block the dazzling sunlight.

James has a very strong figure, thick arms and tattoos.

One year and three months, James calculated the time he was imprisoned.

He walked to the phone booth, dialed the phone, and made several calls in a row, but no one answered.

He was not connected until he called his neighbor.

On the other end of the phone, a rough male voice came.

James asked about his mother.

"She is already dead. You said that you can pay the medical expenses in two days, but you have no news. The hospital gave up the treatment and sent her back." The neighbor said, "You are such a bastard. Everyone was saying your name, but you didn't show up."

"I was arrested." James said: "I was given a big job. I thought I could get the money. Everything went well. If there is no **** in armor, I can get enough medical expenses up."

"What did you do?? You shouldn't have done those illegal things. If you were honest, those things wouldn't have happened."

"But I have to pay for medical expenses. I can't watch my mother die. I tried to borrow from the bank, but I couldn't get it. Someone asked me to ship a batch of goods and promised to give me 10,000 US dollars when it was done. Just enough for medical bills."

"You have learned badly now, James, you were a good person before."

"He was indeed a good man, so my dad was shot and killed, and the murderer has not been found so far. My mother died of illness and had no money for treatment, and my sister paid back the bank money by picking up customers."

The neighbor sighed.

“Only those who keep the goodness in their hearts can go to heaven after death.”

"I'd rather go to **** for my family to be alive. I don't want to discuss this with you. I hope you can pick me up."

The neighbor was very talkative, and an hour later, he drove an old car with faded paint to pick up James.

James didn't speak all the way thinking about his mother.

They live in the slums of Gotham City, which are messy and gang-run.

James' home is an old house built in the 1950s and 1960s.

Back home, everything is empty.

My mother’s funeral was done with the help of neighbors, and I sold a lot of things to make up for the funeral.

At night, a member of a gang found James, who had just been released from prison, and he still owed the gang a sum of money.

For the poor, it is impossible and impossible to borrow money from the bank.

The only people who can lend them money are local gangs.

The interest rate is a little higher than that of banks, but it is also within a reasonable range.

After all, gangs also pay attention to the hearts of the people when they hang out locally.

Just got out of prison, where can I get the money to repay the loan.

I can only continue to pick up jobs and pay back the money to others.

Recently, due to the strong attack of Batman, the hero of Gotham, many gangs have been destroyed, which allows other gangs to see the opportunity to expand their territory.

James' job is very simple, that is to take up arms to participate in the battle and grab the territory.

Participating once, you can get two thousand dollars, which is a good income.

Remember that in Gotham City, a month's work may only be a few thousand dollars.

Gang battles are generally chosen at night, and be careful to avoid Batman.

Otherwise both sides will go to jail.

There was a hail of bullets, the enemy was very powerful, and there were rocket launchers. James and others were quickly dispersed.

James was more clever, and fled when he saw that something was wrong.

Rival gangs are chasing all the way.

James saw an abandoned factory, so he jumped over the wall and entered.

Before he could catch his breath, a huge muzzle was pointed at his forehead.

A pair of scarlet eyes lit up in the darkness.

The faint light allowed James to see the outline of a huge metal monster.

The muzzle of the gun in his hand is as thick as a baby's arm.

One shot down, I'm afraid the whole person will be broken into pieces.

James wanted to say something when he heard a gust of wind, his neck hurt, and his eyes went dark.

An underground auction house in Gotham City.

It is owned by the famous gangster Penguin.

Everyone participating in the auction wore masks.

The auction house is selling a dagger excavated from the tomb of King Bala in Sumer.

"The starting price is 50,000 US dollars, and those who are interested can bid now." The host said.

A slender and hot woman raised her hand first, "One hundred thousand dollars."

"One hundred thousand and one dollars." Bruce Wayne, wearing a mask, raised his hand.

"The price increase starts at 50,000 U.S. dollars." The host said: "Please don't deliberately disrupt the order of the auction house."

The **** woman wearing a cat mask also turned around, looked at Bruce Wayne who was bidding, and raised her hand again: "Two hundred thousand dollars."

"Two hundred thousand and one dollars." Bruce Wayne continued.

"Stop making trouble, bastard." The woman said angrily, "Half a million dollars."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was amazed.

That dagger is certainly worth something, worth two to three hundred thousand dollars.

Half a million dollars is a lot.

Obviously, women are bound to win the dagger.

Bruce Wayne, wearing a mask, raised his mouth slightly, looking at the **** and hot woman.

Even though he was wearing a mask, he knew the other party's identity.

It was the thief who sabotaged several of his actions.

He raised his hand, "Two million dollars."

Following his voice, the auction hall fell silent.

Two million dollars.

Is this crazy? ?

Too much money and nowhere to put it? ?

"Miss, don't use your savings to challenge my pocket money, you can continue to increase the price." Bruce Wayne laughed.

As the richest man in Gotham City, and even the richest man in the world, he has the confidence to say such things.

Let me tell you in advance that DC doesn’t have any cooperation with superheroes, and instead will kill a lot of them.

Strength will be redefined.

Those heroes who break the world as soon as they talk about the setting, and who can't even beat a hole in their record will be weakened.

Combat power is defined from the opponent's official history and historical record.

Superman has been playing on the earth all the time. For those who insist on talking about the silver superman and the golden superman, it is recommended to talk to the screenwriter and let them shoot it for you.

Don’t touch the Four Evil Gods with some superhuman thinking.

All forces and technologies that violate the laws of physics are warp forces and psionic technologies.

It will be explained when it is written.

(end of this chapter)