Batman's Owl Godfather

"This is..."

Wanda watched the magical energy above her head gather and evolve.

At this moment, she felt a unique connection between their souls, so unique that the five senses and power could be shared.

Bruce grinned, still a little uncomfortable with the power of chaos magic.

"What is going on?" Wanda couldn't help asking.

This feeling of uncontrolled power reminded her of the past nights when she failed to give Bruce nightmares.

"We are saving the entire city."

Bruce tried to control the new power, "If you want to defeat the reincarnated bat, this is the only way."

He wanted to explain his plan all at once, but Wanda probably didn't understand.

She could only explain while taking action.

...

In New York, a huge owl soared above the city.

Its shadow enveloped the city center, and the reincarnated bat looked up at the scene, with no sadness or joy on his face.

"The grand scene of mystification cannot cover up your guilty conscience and cowardice.

"What you can do, I can do too! "

After the reincarnated bat said this, the dust behind him began to swirl again, and in the dust cloud, a black giant flew out.

It was a huge bat, with traces of sutures all over its body, as if it was made up of countless corpses, and it looked hideous.

It collided with the owl totem, and suddenly burst out with amazing impact force, and the air waves spread outward one after another, and Steve, who was filming on the side, was a little unstable.

The picture transmitted to the outside also began to flicker.

"Rogers, are you okay?" Captain Marvel Carol confirmed Steve's safety.

"It's okay, it's just a little windy."

Steve tried hard to fight the air waves coming towards him, holding the camera tightly in his hand to keep the lens stable.

"That's good. "

Carol looked at the two giants in the picture. The skyscrapers in New York seemed to exist only to highlight their hugeness.

When humans stood on the ground and looked up at them, they would feel their own insignificance from the bottom of their hearts.

Fury's feeling was particularly strong. Since the 1990s, he has been worried about the threat to the earth from the universe. Now, the phenomena beyond common sense made him feel that the end of the world was just like this.

"Fury, relax."

Carol felt Fury's emotions and said softly to comfort him.

"How can I relax?" Fury asked back, "Humans have no ability to resist this kind of power!"

"That's not the real world."

Carol hit the key point in one sentence, "That is a constructed virtual world. Unless the magic power leaks to the entire earth, it can still be controlled!"

"What do you mean?" Fury was a little confused for a moment.

"Did you see the spherical protective cover covering New York?"

"Of course. "

As long as you look up, you can see the huge crimson sphere, which envelops the entire New York.

"You can think of it as a dimensional box."

Carol said, "As long as this protective shield has not been broken, everything that happens inside will not affect the outside world."

"When will the protective shield break?" Fury asked.

"It's hard to say, but I think we have to wait for these two totem beasts to decide the winner."

Carol cast her eyes on the screen again, concentrating on watching the battle between the owl and the bat.

The current situation is actually not difficult to understand.

If the bat wins, the virtual world it constructs will become a reality, New York will be completely destroyed, and the world will be doomed.

But if the owl wins, nothing will happen, virtual is still virtual, reality is still reality.

It's just that the question now is-

Can the owl win?

...

The reincarnated bat stretched out his hand and manipulated the bat totem he simulated.

However, the owl on the opposite side is, after all, a totem formed by combining the power of countless demons, and its strength is not something a fictional bat can resist.

"It's really troublesome. "

The reincarnated bat shook his head, and with a change of mind, the huge bat in the sky suddenly exploded on the spot, turning into countless small bats, covering the sky and the sun.

The small bats ignored the huge owl, but flew in all directions.

It was at this time that Carol observed an amazing scene.

The protective shield that originally wrapped New York began to expand outward, and more and more places were wrapped in it.

"It's those bats!"

Carol immediately understood the reason, "They are pushing the boundaries of the virtual world!"

If they continue to expand, the whole world will fall sooner or later.

Not only that, the more real worlds they devour, the stronger the reincarnated bats will be.

But Carol saw all this, but she couldn't take any effective action. The key to everything still fell on the owl totem.

What will it do?

...

"Everyone has! "

In Katum's spiritual palace, Bruce took out a whistle from somewhere and kept blowing it.

At this moment, standing in front of him were little owls forming countless square formations. Bruce didn't know how many there were, but a conservative estimate was that there were tens of thousands.

The little owls were fully armed, wearing helmets, holding small machine guns in their hands, with resolute faces, ready to kill the enemy.

An owl with medals hanging all over its chest walked out of the square and came to Bruce.

It stretched out its wings and saluted in a standard military salute.

"Captain Bruce, everything is ready!"

"Call me General!" Bruce pointed out.

"Yes! Sir!" The medal owl said in high spirits, "Please give the order!"

"Okay!"

Bruce stood at attention with his chest straight and said loudly: "Action begins!"

...

"Coo!"

The owl totem made a cry that covered the entire city.

The sound startled the little bats in the sky, and even the reincarnated bats were touched, revealing a solemn expression.

He keenly felt that something big was coming.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a hole suddenly appeared in the chest of the owl totem, and then countless little owls jumped out of the hole.

They were in high spirits, wearing helmets, shouting all kinds of strange slogans, and fell down densely.

When the little owls fell in the air, parachutes opened one after another behind them.

For a moment, the sky in New York seemed to be full of countless dandelions.

The owl with medals on his chest was appointed as the captain by Bruce. He looked serious at this time, observing the terrain of New York from mid-air.

At this time, a little owl approached with a parachute.

"Captain! I have a question!" the little owl reported.

"Speak!" Captain Owl said concisely.

"I can't figure it out." The little owl said, "Aren't we birds? Why do we need parachutes?"

Isn't it better to fly directly?

This stupid question almost made Captain Owl laugh.

"Because you are an infantryman!"

It said, "You are flying around in the sky, do you still look like an infantryman?"

"So that's it!" The little owl's doubts were instantly solved.

As expected of the captain, this wisdom is completely beyond the reach of other owls.

The parachute slowly fell to the ground.

The little owls immediately formed a formation, and under strict command, they held machine guns and charged at the flying bats in the sky.

Because their legs are too short, some little owls will accidentally fall flat on the ground during the charge.

But they can get up quickly and catch up with the main force immediately.

"Brothers, kill the bats!"

"Go!"

They shouted loud slogans, raised their machine guns, and fired at the sky.

Da da da da ---

The dense bullets were like heavy rain pear blossoms, and the bats in the sky were shot one after another and then fell down.

On the other side, the owl totem was still sending more troops, and there were more and more owls on the ground, and they were about to catch up with the number of bats.

The reincarnated bat looked at this scene and suddenly felt that his IQ was insulted.

Is this how Bruce dealt with himself?

What a joke!

He suddenly waved his arm, and the chaos magic was shot out, sweeping down a group of owls.

"Ouch!"

A little owl fell headfirst to the ground.

Fortunately, it was protected by a helmet and was not injured.

It quickly got up and looked at the reincarnated bat indignantly.

"Damn you!" It whispered, "Look, I'm going to blow your head off with a machine gun!"

After that, he aimed his gun, and with the mind of a beast, he fired without hesitation, shooting at the head of the reincarnated bat.

At this moment, the reincarnated bat's brain had not yet realized the danger, but his body moved unconsciously, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the flying bullet.

When he saw clearly what he was holding in his hand, the reincarnated bat's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"You!"

He turned his head and looked at the little owl who shot at him.

He felt severely humiliated.

Where did this owl get the courage to shoot at him!

"Oh, I missed!"

The little owl looked annoyed. He aimed very accurately? Why didn't he hit it?

As for the warning in the reincarnated bat's eyes, it didn't take it to heart at all.

It's just glaring at people, he can do that too.

The reincarnated bat's fingers had already begun to accumulate magical energy, just waiting to be fired, shooting a hole through the little owl to eliminate his hatred.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden explosion behind him.

The reincarnated bat didn't understand why, so he turned around, and then there was another explosion.

At this time, he felt a little pain in his chest.

He lowered his head, and a large pool of bright red spread across his chest.

I was shot?

The reincarnated bat first had this thought, and then quickly realized that it was wrong.

Impossible! He was absolutely lucky, and it was impossible for him to be shot casually.

But everything in front of him was indeed the truth, how to explain the bright red?

The reincarnated bat moved his nose and smelled a sweet fragrance coming from his chest.

He suddenly woke up.

Your grandmother, ketchup!

"Who fired the gun!"

The reincarnated bat cursed, but he didn't need to respond, he had already got the answer.

In an owl formation opposite, a little owl was jumping up and down in high spirits.

"I hit it! I hit it!"

It said happily, "As long as no lethal weapons are used, his luck mechanism will not be triggered!"

"Idiot!"

The phalanx's owl captain cursed, "What's the point of hitting it if no lethal weapons are used?"

Then, at this moment, the reincarnated bat suddenly felt cold all over.

A very terrible thought arose in his mind.

"Are these guys trying to target my luck?"

The reincarnated bat looked around and saw that the streets and alleys were full of owl soldiers. Some of them were dealing with bats in the sky, shooting at random.

But some of them were staring at the reincarnated bat himself with malicious eyes.

It seemed that they were waiting for him to reveal a flaw, and then rush forward.

The reincarnated bat suddenly understood what Bruce was thinking.

No wonder he summoned so many little owls.

As long as there are enough samples, even the smallest probability will be magnified countless times.

This is like the monkey and typewriter theory -

If countless monkeys type randomly on countless typewriters for an infinite amount of time, then at some point, they will inevitably type out all of Shakespeare's works.

In the same way, if countless owls are thinking about killing the reincarnated bat.

Then as long as they keep trying, there will always be one that will find a loophole in probability and the experiment will succeed.

After all, small probability events have a high probability of occurring.

"So that's what you were thinking!"

The reincarnated bat raised his head and looked at the huge owl in the sky. He knew that Bruce was inside.

"You want to use an infinitely large sample to find that extremely slim possibility, right?"

The reincarnated bat slowly calmed down.

What he had to do next was very simple, which was to prove one thing to Bruce.

Impossible!

The dust cloud behind the reincarnated bat began to float. He wanted to rush into the bat totem and fight Bruce to the death!

However, the owls on the ground would not give him this opportunity!

"He wants to fly!"

A little owl suddenly shouted.

Soon, all the owls were reminded, and they rushed to the reincarnated bat in a black mass, not caring about their own life and death.

The reincarnated bat frowned suddenly, and the dust shot at the group of owls like bullets.

Some little owls were unlucky and were shot in the front, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Don't worry about me, brothers, charge!"

The little owls who were shot fell to the ground, but they still called on their comrades to charge.

After saying this, they rolled their eyes, stuck out their tongues, and there was no movement.

In the Soul Hall, Wanda saw this scene and covered her eyes with heartache.

"Are they dead?" Wanda asked in a crying voice.

Bruce didn't know how to explain. These owls were originally elemental creatures created by the Patronus Charm and Chaos Magic. There was no concept of life and death at all.

Instead of entangled in these, it is better to go and see the reincarnated bats in the distance.

This guy is not in a good condition now.

The reincarnated bat is now nauseous and feels that there are owls crawling all over his body.

No, it's not a feeling, it's really there!

The little owls have already pressed him down, and one of them has climbed on top of his head and pointed a machine gun at the reincarnated bat's head.

"Don't move! You are my first credit!"

The little owl shouted loudly, "I will use your head to exchange for Mexican beef burritos!"