Martin Variety in American Comics

Martin waved his cane and turned the claw that gave up the name William Cobb into a ferocious wolfhound.

He used a spell to shrink the other four claws and threw them into a cloth bag, preparing to study the amber gold and the Dionysus factor later.

"Woo woof..."

The claws turned into wolfhounds, staring at Martin with their eyes, revealing sharp canine teeth, and smelly saliva flowing down the corners of their mouths.

The dog kicked its legs, and the wolfhound opened its mouth and bit Martin's neck, trying to tear his throat.

Snap!

Martin turned his wrist, and the yew cane hit the wolfhound's belly, knocking it out.

"Awoo, awoo..."

The wolfhound fell to the ground hard, making a sound of pain, and barely stood up.

Martin did not speak, but just stared at the unruly beast, with a deep and unfathomable light flashing in his brown-black pupils.

The wolfhound, which had a bloodthirsty look just now, was covered by Martin's shadow, and instantly calmed down, with its two ears tightly pressed against its head, becoming extremely tame.

"Let's go, take me to the lair of the Court of Owls."

Martin was not worried that the wolfhound would cause trouble on the way.

Because the claws are not complete lives, they will not be hurt, there will be no reflection and change, and they will always be solidified in one state.

Martin's use of the Transfiguration Spell on the claws is no different from using a spell on a stone.

When the claws were transformed into a wolfhound, he really became a wolfhound. Although he would be a little wild at the beginning, he would not resist any life stronger than him.

Martin found a rope to put around the wolfhound's neck, led it all the way, and directly left the city, walking east along the highway to the outskirts of Gotham.

As a coastal city, the water system near Gotham is very developed. It is not only a port for international shipping transit, but also the starting point for inland shipping to the heartland of the United States.

After the 20th century, Gotham's international shipping became more and more prosperous, but the inland waterway network was gradually abandoned due to the construction of airplanes and highways.

The eastern swamp group was not cleaned up, and the siltation became more and more serious.

Gradually, gangs dumped corpses in it, citizens discharged domestic garbage into it, and factories discharged wastewater into it... The reputation of the Massacre Swamp became louder and louder.

Martin was walking on the edge of the swamp at this moment, looking at the dirty green water that was indistinguishable from the winding tree roots, and waved his hand to dispel the lingering smell on the tip of his nose.

The wolfhound in his hand arched its nose, found the solid ground formed by the twisted trees holding the moss in a patch of low reeds and cattails, and walked deep into the swamp.

"How can the Gotham City Government tolerate the existence of such a place?"

Martin was mainly unbearable because of the mosquitoes circling around him in his ears.

He could only wave his cane, shake it left and right, and cast a spell to drive away the surrounding insects.

"Are you sure the secret base of the Court of Owls is here?"

Martin looked at the swamp that looked like a big green jelly, and poked the wolfhound in front of him with his cane.

"Woof woof!"

The dog barked twice, but it didn't make any practical sense.

Martin deduced from logic that it was possible that the Court of Owls was hiding in the swamp.

Gotham City is being renovated every year. If the Court of Owls really hid itself in the city or underground, it would be impossible to eliminate all traces and would have been caught by Batman long ago.

"Woof woof!"

The wolfhound suddenly stopped and circled around one place.

Martin tapped the ground with his cane, and everything around him became clear. Everything seemed to be specially marked, including the hidden secret door.

Martin nodded and swept the wolfhound. It turned back into a corpse and shrunk to the size of a palm and was put into a cloth bag.

He pushed aside the moss and weeds that buried the secret door, and the green swamp water that seeped out from it accumulated, with no sign of seeping into the secret door.

"It's really tightly closed!"

Martin looked at the steel door under his feet and could imagine how many traps of the Court of Owls were hidden inside, or whether this secret base itself was a huge trap.

Although the claws are valuable tools, the controller of the Court of Owls will never put himself in danger for the tools.

Thinking of this, Martin used his cane to scratch the steel door, opening a gap.

Then, he stretched out his left hand again, and made an obscure sound from his mouth, attracting the mosquitoes, ants and flying insects to fly in through the gap.

Then he took out a piece of parchment from the cloth bag and drew a symbol with a feather pen. The scene seen by the mosquitoes was all shown on the parchment.

Martin brought a drone with him, but the smallest one was only as big as a fist. If he wanted to conduct silent reconnaissance, magic was more convenient.

Looking at this base with a guard every five steps and a sentry every ten steps, he was very surprised. He didn't expect that the Court of Owls would arrange so many people inside.

Although he didn't know whether they were confident or had other purposes, Martin didn't care, because he didn't plan to enter the base.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!

He grabbed the two-handed staff with both hands and began to chant: "Dark earth, dance your scarred body."

Bang!

The staff hit the ground, the real name was captured, the crust of the swamp began to move, and the force generated by the friction between the broken layers twisted the secret base of the Court of Owls into a twist.

Martin raised the staff again: "Filthy water, ravage your desires!"

The swamp, like a big green jelly, swayed and surged, carrying toxins and bacteria that had accumulated for who knows how many years, like a galloping wild horse pouring into the secret base from the fracture, filling every corner.

Martin heard the wailing cries for help from the members of the Court of Owls before they were submerged in the water, and also heard the footsteps they made when they fled.

He raised his cane for the last time: "Souls who died in vain, release your resentment!"

Boom!

The resentment accumulated in the Massacre Swamp for hundreds of years was released at this moment, even covering the sky above.

The wailing souls gained form in the swamp water, like a pack of wolves, grabbing the living people who fell into the water and began to bite.

In the warm blood, one by one, the former souls walked from the hell on earth of Gotham to the real hell.

The earth shook and cracked, opening its big mouth, swallowing everything on the ground into the cracks in the ground.

The green swamp water, the twisted trees, and the carpet-like moss and reed layer all fell into the bottomless cracks and disappeared.

Martin looked at the members of the Court of Owls struggling in the swamp water, and couldn't help thinking: "If I had become a wizard yesterday, why would I have to become Batman? I would have killed my way through Gotham alone."

The entire Massacre Swamp has changed its terrain under Martin's magic. The blockage leading to the inland has been torn open, and the river water has rushed down, washing the former swamp and forming a brand new river.

Martin looked at the bodies wearing white masks being washed away by the river, and he didn't feel sad. He just wanted to know how many such bases the Court of Owls had in Gotham.

Splash!

The sound of splashing water broke Martin's thinking. A dozen claws jumped out of the broken water surface, and under the cover of the shadows, they waved their weapons to kill.

"This can survive, this amber gold and Dionysus factor are really interesting."

Thinking so, Martin pulled out the half-sword at his waist, and the cold light reflected by the sword tore through the surrounding shadows.

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