Bat Fight Simulator

Clawwing: Although I'm not a good person, I really just want to raise a child. Damn peer, I'm not done with you.

When they look at each other, they think each other is the bad guy who has ill intentions and abuses children.JPG

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Chapter 94 Court of Owls

Compared to the players who were still staggering and unable to get up, Grayson, who was a sharp claw, realized where this place was faster.

The empty underground maze, the cold walls, and the gray paintings of death on them are the Court of Owls.

There was no living person near the place where he appeared, and of course there was no dead person. Those hidden cameras captured this blue figure, but it was a pity that the arrogant owls did not notice it.

This is a court, and the members of the court are either those high-pitched white masks, or sharp claws sealed in ice coffins. This group of greedy guys with high eyes do not think that anyone will be able to break into the court, nor do they think that people who enter the maze can get out alive.

After all, this maze is more like their entertainment playground. You can see the trapped animals inside fighting through the glass, and the carnival banquet has not yet begun, so naturally no audience will spend time in the empty stands.

It can only be said that the time period it appears is indeed good. During the day, the system time is displayed as 9:30 am. Dick raised the corners of his lips mockingly, at least now there would be no night creatures suddenly appearing to hinder his actions.

But that doesn't mean it's really safe here. Dick glanced at his Nightwing uniform. He didn't know which universe this was, so he could only move forward slowly to look at the maze.

He didn't need to worry about getting lost. He was a sharp claw and already knew enough about this place. The blue figure was walking slowly in the dark passage.

And Dick was comparing the memories in his mind with the common areas of this underground maze. It was familiar but unfamiliar. His initial judgment was that this was not Earth 3, his original universe, nor the court where he originally belonged, and there was no shadow of Night Owl.

Claw Grayson suddenly felt a little disappointed and bored. What does the court here have to do with him.

After a while, Messiah also gradually woke up. He saw the darkness in front of him. He could feel the atmosphere of a horror movie when he looked over it, and pulled out the system to take a look.

Sunny day, ten o'clock in the morning.

Looking at this place again, it's gloomy, cold and dead. If Dick's physical fitness wasn't really good, it would be difficult to see clearly what is here, but sometimes the visual horror effect caused by half-clearness is better. That’s it.

The player saw the name of this location through the system's mini map, and also knew where it was. This was just the underground of Gotham. It was difficult for those guys to do this in the underworld, and they worked tirelessly to do this at the expense of others and benefit themselves. something.

It's a pity that he is not very sensitive to fear. He rarely has this kind of overly immersed emotion. What takes up more time is curiosity and happiness about the world.

So this is really a maze that's perfect for raising some evil spirits and ghosts. Messiah curled his lips, there are a lot of monsters and ghosts in the DC worldview, why don't you bring some evil spirits to sacrifice all the unscrupulous capitalists in Gotham, so as not to harm others all day long?

Ahem, focus on this, unscrupulous, don't accidentally hurt the weak, pitiful, and helpless baby Brucie.

There were no intersections or conflicts before. Players actually have nothing to say about the Court of Owls, but one important point is the past.

This time the character card belongs to Talon, and after taking on this identity, Messiah is a little annoyed by the Court of Owls. Compared with morality and law, what Messiah hates most is that they dare to ride on his head and dominate him. .

Looking at these arrangements, Messiah can profile countless ugly and condescending faces. They squander money, pursue power, play with human lives, and then declare themselves to be the true ruler of Gotham, showing their unconcealable greedy nature.

Dick has almost reached the area where the Talons are sleeping. Now they have to leave, but the images here will be retained, unless Messiah has to make some small finishing touches to modify the surveillance footage, or move on.

Dick basically relies on the players to make their own decisions in this regard. The education he has experienced has made him accustomed to hiding and darkness, and he also has the illusion of looking at another cheerful and enthusiastic self.

"Are you leaving?" Dick asked.

"But we are all here"

The player's tone began to be a little eager to try. He felt that his landing position was already here. It would be embarrassing to just leave without doing anything.

So Dick nodded and went directly into the freezer. He should have been affected, but there was nothing unusual about him. Although his identity was still a claw, he even still received the self-healing effect of the Dionysian factor, and the effect was stronger than before, but because of It's due to the character card. The sleeping effect caused by freezing is directly immune to the player's presence.

The system even has a sense of humor. Messiah controls his body to step into the white mist caused by low temperature, and misses in green fonts begin to appear above his head in the game interface.

One after another, the player and Dick slowly asked questions. In the end, Messiah turned off the fancy special effects from the background. After all, he didn't want to walk all the way with the green light flashing on his head.

Messiah walked through the rows of coffins, feeling like there was a yellow talisman in his hand, and then he passed the coffins one by one, which was very Chinese-style horror.

It is indeed inside, the living dead are rounded up.

"What do you want to do?" Claw curiously watched Messiah walking around, stroking the coffin.

"Me?"

"I want to try to give them some permanent freezing effect, or tie them up to restrict their movements." Messiah was still observing the coffin while modifying the game system's positioning of these guys.

"Is there any big nail, nail it to the floor." Don't want half of them to die, just kill them all, and turn them into real corpses, how great it is.