Chapter 2445: Battle for the Cloak (32)

Chapter 2476: The Battle for the Cape (32)

The three of them were stunned. Jason leaned against the wall with his eyes wide open and said, "What's going on? Why does it have background music?!"

But now he couldn't bother to study this problem. The guy in front of him was obviously not a human. He was probably just a manifestation of the monster in the thick fog. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain how he broke the dense ice.

On the other hand, he could break the dense ice from the inside. Wouldn't it be like cutting melons and vegetables to chop the three of them? It would be best if the shield could be useful. If it didn't work, the time they stood there and fought desperately would be enough for the opponent's strength to double.

After thinking about it, they could only run. This guy didn't seem to have any special tracking methods. He should have only a forward vision like humans. He might not be affected by the thick fog, but it was limited after all. The best way was to get rid of him first and then hide.

"I'll hold him back." Jason said, "It looks like he will be affected by inertia now. The pistol can slow him down. You can take this opportunity to climb over the wall behind..."

Just when Jason said this, he was in a trance, because he saw more eyes surging in the puddles on the ground. They were crowded together, big and small, constantly splitting and merging, becoming bigger and more real.

Jason was stunned. He said, "What's going on? We just ran here. How can the eyes be so fast..."

"I'm afraid the timer bar is not independent." Tim said solemnly, "It's accumulated multiple times. In the past, we just couldn't stay in one place for more than three minutes. Now, no matter where we move, the total time of stillness cannot exceed three minutes."

"What will happen if it exceeds?" Dick asked.

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

"How much time do we have now?"

"One and a half minutes."

"Hurry up!"

Tim and Dick knew they couldn't hesitate, so they immediately climbed over the wall, because only if they climbed up first could they pull Jason over, and at this time Miles had already walked in front of them.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, Jason fired five shots in a row. This pistol was not an ordinary one. It looked much thicker than an ordinary pistol barrel, and the bullets shot out of it contained plant toxins provided by Pamela.

It was a powerful nerve agent. Even if the bullet did not hit the vital point and could not kill the opponent, this poison could immediately paralyze the opponent's body.

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

Firing all the bullets and firing five shots in a row only delayed for 5 seconds. When Dick, who had already climbed up the wall, reached out to pull Jason up, the knife had already swung down.

Swish!

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

"Ugh!!!!"

Jason screamed in pain, but he suppressed his pain reflex and climbed over the wall with the two men.

The three men fell heavily to the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air, but they couldn't stay because they didn't know whether the white-faced killer named Miles could get power from them through the wall.

So the two men lifted Jason up and ran towards the exit of the alley as fast as possible. At the end of the alley, they found a coffee shop with an unlocked door and carried him in.

Jason was put on a chair, and only then did he have time to take a breath. Dick half-knelt down to check his wound. The wound was quite deep, deep enough to see the bone, but fortunately, because the opponent's knife was too sharp, the incision was very neat, as neat as if it was cut by a scalpel on an operating table.

This greatly facilitated the suturing. Tim pushed the comatose coffee shop owner away and began to look through his drawers.

This was an old-fashioned coffee shop with a wooden bar, a counter with snacks and sandwiches, some wine and glasses behind it, many odds and ends in the drawers, and a passage next to it. Going up the stairs in the passage, you will reach the coffee shop owner's residence.

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

Dick was trying to stop Jason's bleeding. Tim came down with the things. He looked at his watch worriedly. Now they only had 30 seconds left. No matter how good the doctor was, it would be impossible to sew such a long wound in 30 seconds.

"Be prepared, something terrible may happen." Tim began to prepare needles and thread, saying, "I don't think the fog will kill us immediately, but it will definitely make us scared, that's its purpose."

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

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

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

Tim has already started to sew. Because there is no anesthetic, the process is particularly difficult. No matter how strong Jason's willpower is, he can't be completely immune to his pain reflex, especially since the wound is close to his knee. Tim has been kicked several times by him.

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

"You can't call everyone who defeats you tactically as a bastard." Tim helped him divert attention and said, "We rely on good cooperation, not lottery-like footwork. I will introduce them to how accurate your footwork is."

Jason laughed in a low voice, because the body vibration caused by the laughter made him more painful, so he took a breath again, but still couldn't stop laughing.

The time of pain and joy passed quickly. They saw more and more eyes appearing on the glass window of the coffee shop, on the glass table, and even on the floor with faint reflections.

Jason was busy with pain, Tim was busy sewing, and only Dick noticed these abnormalities in the gaps between helping, but he was soon attracted by the surging eyes.

He saw a pair of eyes that remained motionless in the ever-changing patterns, like a heavy black hole, like the only two footprints left on a white snowy ground.

The vision began to shake, and Dick shook his head hard, but soon the rest of his vision began to blacken, leaving only the eyes. He seemed to be wearing a mask with holes only for the eyes.

The vision shook, the lights swayed, and a half-naked girl appeared in the vision... Dick didn't have time to see anything clearly, and he raised the weapon in his hand.

That's right, it was him, it was himself, he raised the kitchen knife in his hand and chopped the defenseless girl fiercely.

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

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

Dick shook his head violently again, but the vision was still lingering. The sense of relief penetrated into every pore of his body, and he kept wanting to laugh triumphantly.

"No! No! No! Get out! Get out! Stay away from me!!" Dick yelled wildly, and when the scene began 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 burst open.

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

"What happened? Dick." Jason said while holding back the pain: "We were just chatting, Tim saw that you were distracted, so he wanted to call you, but you pushed him away."

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

"I seem to know what happened to the killer." Dick took a deep breath and said: "The eyes in the thick fog just now appeared, and I saw the first-person perspective of the killer. He killed his own sister."

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

And those lines were deeply tied into Jason's flesh. When he pulled them like this, the lines were not long enough, and the sutured flesh was cut in the process of being pulled off at a rapid speed.

Now, the wound that was originally cut by a scalpel has completely rotten at the edge. Not only do we have to sew it again, but we also have to cut off the bad flesh.

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 due to the pain.

"I'm sorry." Dick felt very guilty. He said, "I shouldn't have been distracted. If I could focus a little..."

"No, I think you are blocking the disaster for us." Tim continued to pack up his things neatly, saying, "It seems that this time, every three minutes, the eyes will randomly attack a person, making him see some hallucinations and go crazy in reality, endangering the entire team."

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

"No, this may be the purpose of the fog. It wants us to split up, but it has never guaranteed that there are no more monsters targeting a person in the depths of the fog." Tim said very soberly, "Once we fall into its trap, there will be no one to cry out to."

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

"We shouldn't be alone, right?" Jason thought about it. The Robins were divided according to the universe, so at least they were in groups of two.

The Arkham Knight, who was in a bad state, was taken care of by Spider-Man, and Barbara was also with them. So now the only problem was Batman. It was known that the two Batmen in this universe might be alone.

The Batman of the main universe finally treated all the wounds on the Arkham Batman. The recovery potion he brought with him was very effective. Although the other party had not yet fully recovered his ability to move, he could at least sit up and talk.

"I have to find a wheelchair for you." Batman said, "Next we have to go to the portal to see. I must 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 closed his eyes after saying that. He was going to take a nap and take the time to recover his strength.

Batman went out, but he was dazed for a moment. Why did the sewer outside the door seem a little wrong?