In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 929: Deep in fog and rain (4)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

When the thick fog rises, the whole city seems to be submerged in the sea of ​​fog. Only the towering buildings) can poke their heads out of the sea of ​​fog. Schiller and others standing on the roof of the hospital People are more like sailors caught in a sea of ​​fog.

When the mist passed by them, it seemed to put a mask on their faces, and the blocked mist floated back, the mist clothed them, and the rain armored them.

Schiller lowered his head, and he saw two doctors screaming and rushing out of the hospital gate, followed by crazy patients, and an ambulance rushed in from a side intersection.

The driver opened the door and jumped out of the car. The out-of-control ambulance crashed into the light pole next to it. Blood oozed from the crack in the door of the ambulance cabin. With a "bang", the door was knocked open, and a crazy doctor jumped. He came out, took three steps at a time, caught up with the driver, and clamped his neck tightly with both hands.

A brilliant stream of light flew down from the roof, and a fireball hit the crazy doctor's back, knocking him out,

There were already a few bloodstains on the neck of the driver who was attacked. After a while, his body temperature began to rise, and in the cold rainy night, his body was covered with steaming white mist.

The doctor who was hit before did not die. He ignored the burns on his back and staggered up from the ground. Brand on the top of the building narrowed his eyes and said, "...something, This curse enhances their defenses and also allows them to be free from pain, just like hyperactive patients whose muscles have been relieved."

"Immediately shut down the ventilation system of the first phase and second phase of the renovation project building. Before I determine whether it is the air or the rain, the self-circulation system in the building will be adopted, and no one is allowed to go out!" Bruce said to the communicator Said.

Afterwards, Schiller turned back and said to him: "Someone used a large-scale curse attack on Gotham. It is still uncertain whether this curse was spread through wounds or rain, or both."

"I have a way to destroy this curse, but..." Schiller raised his umbrella and said: "The umbrella needs to touch the curse receptor to absorb the curse on him, and it can only absorb the curse , but cannot be treated) If the cursed host is seriously injured and can only survive by relying on the power of the curse, then as long as I lift the curse, he will die immediately."

Bruce narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the principle? How did you break the curse?"

"A more powerful curse." Schiller didn't say much, grabbed the umbrella and swung it towards Bruce. Bruce dodged sideways, and Schiller just tapped him on the shoulder with the umbrella handle.

At the moment of contact, Bruce felt an emotion. He found that the umbrella in Schiller's hand seemed to be alive.

"But it's a pity that I can't use this umbrella to hit everyone in Gotham, and even if I can lift the existing curse in their bodies, if I don't find out the source of the curse, they will still be infected .”

"I will find out the cause of the curse." Bruce took out the communicator, then looked at Schiller and said, "But Gotham must be guarded, if the curse is allowed to continue to spread, the city will definitely fall into great chaos in."

"Remember what I said to you?" Schiller looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "A person who has been walking for a long time on a snowy night suddenly sees a campfire in the distance, he will definitely use up his last breath Head there."

"And if someone wants to extinguish this flame..." Schiller shook his head, Bruce was not sure if he saw hesitation and retreat on the professor's face, but he heard Schiller, using He had never heard of it before, and said in a tone: "...they will show you the real madness."

Schiller raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky. He said: "The people who did all this will never understand that the people raised in this crazy land will never fear any crazy curse."

"What Batman wants to do is not to save this place, but to save those who want to get mixed up in Gotham's affairs and want to fly off the cliff." Schiller looked at Brand, and then retracted His eyes said: "Go, savior, these people who are already at the bottom of the abyss are destined to come here. Instead of worrying about us, you should worry more about those outsiders who don't know how to live or die."

After speaking, Schiller opened his umbrella and walked into the fog. His figure disappeared at the end of the street. A cluster of fire flashed where Brand was, and he disappeared, while Bruce looked at the street. The chaotic image frowned deeply.

The current Batman cannot pursue the traces of the black hand behind the scenes alone, because he does not have enough friends who can help him guard this place when the crisis comes.

At least for now, Bruce thinks so. He finds that he can't even find a reliable teammate. The people he knows, except mental patients like Schiller, rotten people like Constantine, and clowns. Crazy, and almost no one else.

But what surprised him even more was that after such a thing happened, his first reaction was to look for his teammates, instead of rushing to the Batcave at the fastest speed, trying to break himself into eight pieces and take everything Work.

Soon, the helicopter landed on the roof of the hospital. The airflow generated by the rotation of the propeller temporarily blew away the dense fog. Grabbing the ladder of the helicopter, the helicopter took him higher and higher. Bruce saw that the chaos was spreading .

More and more people rushed out of the house, crazy monsters kept chasing them, more and more screams came from the streets, the world hidden under the sea of ​​fog has gradually become Chaotic and crazy.

Bruce knew that he had to find out who was behind it as soon as possible, and whoever cast such a curse on Gotham would have to pay the price.

After Schiller left the hospital, he went straight back to the manor. When Merkel came up to him, Schiller smelled the strong smell of blood on his body. He turned to look at Merkel and asked, "What did you just do?" Already?"

"Clean up the garden, sir, the canopy and the water pipes are all packed." Merkel smiled and took the coat from Schiller, who glanced at the shotgun on the aisle at the garden gate, He said: "Also, our garden improvement plan, found the right fertilizer, didn't you?'"

"Yes, just a little bit crazy." Merkel put her coat on the hanger and said with a smile, but Schiller frowned and said, "You don't even know if they have spoiled, just If you bury it in the garden, you won’t be afraid, will those plants that eat up your belly jump up and beat you up?”

As he said, he walked towards the back garden with an umbrella. Merkel was a little confused. , this time seems to be extra arrogant, they dare to rush towards me”

"Because that's not a thief at all." Schiller stood under the eaves and looked at the garden. A trace of blood, along with the damp smell of rain, got into his nose, and Merkel seemed to be aware of the problem. No, he said, "What's wrong, sir, those people... shouldn't I bury them in the garden?"

"It's not clear yet." Schiller shook his head and said, "But you have to take responsibility for the decision you make yourself. I'm going to Gotham University. If the plant jumps up and slaps you later, You better hope that old gun will work."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked back into the house. Merkel caught up with him anxiously and said, "No way? Plants can really jump up and hit people? How is this possible?"

"I didn't expect you to ask such questions after staying in Gotham for so long." Schiller put on his coat again, and then said, "If you can't handle it, give Alfred Call, if you are not afraid that he will have a bigger opinion on your Butler Academy."

After speaking, he walked out of the door, leaving Merkel alone in front of the gate looking around, confused, but soon, Merkel heard another movement in the backyard.

Merkel sighed, came to the living room again, walked through the corridor, took the shotgun that was still warm, and came to the garden wall.

Standing on the scaffolding, Merkel noticed that several more people were trying to climb up from the wall and turn into the yard. One of them was about to succeed, so Merkel shot him in the head. At that time, he fell directly into the yard.

Putting down the gun, Merkel walked up to the dead body expressionlessly, picked up the hem of his clothes, and dragged the dead body to the back of the oak tree.

A shovel went down, there was blood, and then dug down, and there were some bones that looked old, but Merkel didn't care, and dug a shallow pit with a garden shovel , and threw the body inside.

In the garden of the Rodriguez manor, there is a wall that is not high, and the alleys of the manor area are outside. This wall does not protect the manor, it is more like a bait, especially in the After the manor has a butler who is proficient in gardening.

Merkel turned around, went to the tool room, took out a bag of powder, sprinkled it on the corpse, then lit a match, and threw it down. In an instant, the flames hurt, and in the humid air, the flames seemed Some faint.

The burning of the corpse was a long process, and Merkel climbed onto the scaffolding again. Holding a shotgun, he frowned at the chaotic situation outside the wall ~IndoMTL.com~ felt something was wrong.

At this moment, he felt that the scaffolding under his feet shook. Merkel immediately bent down to stabilize the center of gravity, then descended two floors, put his hand on the top step, and looked back. But didn't see anyone.

The eaves of the tool room next to it didn't shake at all, and it wasn't an earthquake. Merkel thought she was hallucinating, and got off the scaffold in confusion, preparing to deal with the wreckage left after the incineration.

But just two steps after he walked out, he fell into the soil of the garden with a "bang". Merkel stood up and cursed in a low voice. Looking back, it was a vine that tripped over him.

"Plants really hit people?" Merkel said a little strangely, he shook his head, expelled these unrealistic thoughts from his mind, came to the burning wreckage, picked up the gardening shovel, and started Stir the soil here.

The bone residue was stirred into the soil as before, and there was no trace, but when Merkel was digging the soil, he suddenly felt that something moved in the bushes opposite.

Merkel stepped forward, wanting to see what was going on, but in an instant, his shoulder hurt, and he let out an "ow". When he looked back, there was nothing.

Suddenly, he heard a sparse voice, and Merkel immediately looked at the ground at his feet, and he saw that the vines on the ground twisted and spread towards him continuously.

The vines meandering from the depths of the dense fog are indistinct between the grass and the soil, and the sound of the vines rubbing against the ground is even more terrifying, like ghost claws protruding from hell.

Unfortunately, the housekeeper who manages this manor is least afraid of ghosts and ghosts.