The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"What a rat in the gutter." Arkham Knight put away the sniper rifle in his hand, looked at the corpses on the ground, shook his head slightly, and then turned to look at the necromancer Doctor Strange.

"Since you know necromancy, can you tell from the mouths of these dead people who transformed them?"

"Don't worry." Doctor Strange still maintained his slightly arrogant elegance. He said, "Wouldn't it be boring to find out the source so quickly?"

Arkham Knight chuckled. He liked dealing with people like this. They were evil and violent enough without being full of benevolence and morality.

"But if we can't pose a greater threat to them, why are they willing to send more rats?" he asked.

"If I guess correctly, all fanged rats have some special connection. They will feel each other's death, so as long as we kill enough, some powerful guys will always come to find us."

Doctor Strange cast his gaze on the Arkham Knight's helmet and said, "Are you sure you can handle this, kid?"

"Better take care of yourself first." After saying that, Arkham Knight flew down, the hook rope swung, and he landed heavily on the ground.

"There's a powerful guy coming over." Doctor Strange's volume did not change, but it clearly appeared in the ears of Arkham Knight.

At this time, no one needed to remind me, the bright moonlight was shining down, and everything around me was as bright and dreamy as a fantasy.

Arkham Knight looked up and saw a full moon that shouldn't be here.

A tall figure appeared at the end of the street, the red cloak fell, and Doctor Strange, whose toes touched the ground, moved his nose.

"Yes, it's the smell of blood. Are we going to be in trouble?"

"He's in trouble."

After a very slight sound of breaking through the air, the two figures collided together. The Arkham Knight looked down at the golden candlestick that appeared under his arm blade and the burnt black hand holding the candlestick, and sighed softly.

"interesting."

After the two separated, they both looked at each other carefully. Doctor Strange frowned slightly after seeing the iron mask on the other person's face. Anyone with medical experience knows who will have this kind of mask on their face. .

"Be careful, he might be crazy."

With a slight lift of his pale fingers, seven or eight tattered corpses came out again. Arkham Knight found that the corpses of these vampires were more damaged than when he saw them before. Sure enough, the Necromancer was not without weaknesses. His summons are time-limited.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, every movement on the opposite side was clearly seen by them. No one planned to stop the figure on the opposite side just by relying on these undead vampires, but the speed at which they were defeated was surprising enough. .

The undead vampire at the front raised his claws and rushed forward, but was thrown away directly. The strength of that person was incredible. The vampire who was thrown to the wall immediately fell apart, and the second vampire who rushed forward also instantly His neck was broken.

Suddenly, he moved, and with a flash of golden light, the huge candlestick was nailed straight through his chest, picking up the undead vampire and throwing it aside like trash.

The last vampire was kicked in the knee first, and he knelt down on the spot. The candlestick he raised with both hands was aimed at the top of his head and thrust hard.

Poof!

"Here comes someone bloodier than you." Doctor Strange moved his lips.

The Arkham Knight bent his knees slightly, and the two long knives protruding from his arm armor looked particularly sharp under the moonlight.

He moved.

The two figures collided with each other again, and between the flashes of sword light, the sound of metal and iron colliding was like a death knell.

"Wait a minute, that's not right... stop fighting!"

Doctor Strange's voice sounded in their ears at the same time. Their movements paused slightly, but they found countless blood-red eyes lighting up in the shadows around them.

The blades on the arm armor changed, folding inward and turning into double guns. The eyes in the Arkham Knight's mask narrowed and he tilted his head slightly.

These rats came so fast.

A vampire jumped high, almost blocking out all the sunlight, but the next second, the golden candlestick like an arrow shot through the air with a heart-wrenching sound, and passed through his chest heavily, and blood flowed like The goddess sprinkled flowers.

"What's going on? Are they not in the same group?" Doctor Strange frowned slightly.

But he had no more time to think, because the vampires around him rushed towards him like crazy, and their target was very clear, which was his body.

The body can be said to be the weakness of almost every magician, and it is the same for the Necromancer. What's more, he was injured at the hands of his own peers before. If he gets a claw now, he will be in big trouble.

"These vampires are not irrational monsters." Arkham Knight analyzed: "They seem to have a clear mind, but they are driven to attack us. It seems that we need to find the source quickly."

While responding to the attack of a vampire, he passed by the masked figure. What made him feel a little depressed was that there was no red light in the other person's eyes, and his eyeballs were as white as moonlight. They looked very... Weird.

"Hey, that guy, if you are on our side, be careful and don't accidentally hurt him." Doctor Strange said with some dissatisfaction, because this guy just killed another undead vampire he summoned.

"Too fragile." A hoarse voice sounded in everyone's ears at the same time, making them all tremble.

Doctor Strange cursed and shouted to Arkham Knight: "Something's not right. Find a way to get out first."

Arkham Knight looked back at Doctor Strange, knowing that he was not in good condition right now. Although it was a good time to kill him, the guy with the candlestick was too weird, so he had to retreat first.

But the other party obviously would not give them such a chance. Just as Arkham Knight turned around and wanted to leave, a ray of moonlight fell again, and the tall figure appeared in front of him again.

"You're right, what a madman."

Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The moment the golden candlestick was waved over, the Arkham Knight jumped up, rolled into the air and fired five shots. Two of the shots were perfectly dodged, and the remaining three shots hit him without leaving any trace.

Arkham Knight saw that he was covered in cold moonlight, and the soft light seemed to become the hardest armor. Three bullets floated out, flew into his hand, were clenched tightly, and then fell gently.

Snap.

The small coin fell to the ground, and another slender figure walked out of the darkness. Arkham Knight turned his head, and when he saw the half-destroyed face, he spit out a name.

"Two-Face."

"No matter who you two are, you have only two choices now, surrender to the great vampire king, or... die."

Arkham Knight clearly saw that the moment the golden candlestick flew towards Two-Face, Two-Face's eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.

"They really are not in the same group! Come on!"

Without Doctor Strange's reminder, Arkham Knight flew over and struck Two-Face, who was scattered as bats to avoid the candlestick, with one knife. Unfortunately, he only hit one of the small bats with black mist, and the other person instantly died. Condensed into human form in the other direction.

"Don't waste your efforts, vampires are more advanced creatures..."

"So advanced that you can't even face the sun?" Arkham Knight has developed the skill of mouthing off during fights. Unfortunately, he can't use it on Batman because the other party won't talk to him at all.

"Because the sun is redundant." Two-Face said viciously: "You will soon lose it forever!"

"What about the moon?" The strange voice still made people's hair stand on end.

The moment he heard the sound of breaking through the sky, Two-Face wanted to spread out like bats before, but a ray of moonlight fell down, and he was surprised to find that he couldn't move.

Arkham Knight put away his posture, he sneered and said: "I didn't expect you to be a magician, what should I call you?"

"Moonlight." The other party really answered.

The sharp top of the golden candlestick was pressed against Two-Face's chin. Arkham Knight walked over, looked at Two-Face and said, "I ask and you answer, how about that?"

"You're dreaming!" The two-faced man stared, and the disfigured half of his face looked even more terrifying under such a ferocious expression.

The other hand was placed on the candlestick, and the movement of holding the huge candlestick with both hands from bottom to top looked very pious.

The next second, there was a pop, and brains splashed all over Arkham Knight's face. Looking at Two-Face's head that was impaled by the candlestick, Arkham Knight wiped his face and complained.

"Do you have to be so bloody?"

The candlestick was pulled back, and the Two-Face man's body fell down weakly, staring at the full moon in the sky with wide eyes.

"Give up, a servant can't tell his master's name." Doctor Strange was obviously more professional. He said: "Let alone the King of Vampires, he can't even tell who his father is."

"Father?"

"It's the person who transformed him." Doctor Strange asked the undead vampire he summoned to block the attack of other vampire minions, and said slowly: "Usually, the transformed person cannot resist the transformer and obeys their instructions and cannot disobey them. inverse."

"The King of Vampires is the father of all vampires?"

"Perhaps so, but it is also possible that he is just the extraordinarily powerful one." Doctor Strange said: "Some people's blood is special enough and will have more powerful power after being transformed. At that time, he may be able to control the transformer in turn. "

Arkham Knight turned to look at the figure bathed in the moonlight, and the other person was also looking at him.

"I'm a player." The other party's first words shocked him.

"Can vampires also participate in the fighting world?" Arkham Knight raised his eyebrows.

"It should be possible, but he doesn't seem to be a natural vampire." Doctor Strange said: "It is very likely that he was transformed after coming to this world."

"You mean he was bitten? Who has the ability to do this? Has the Batman of this universe also turned into a vampire?"

"Maybe he is willing." Doctor Strange rubbed his other hand and said: "Vampires have many shortcomings, but they also have great power. If you don't care about these shortcomings, you may be able to improve in the short term. The best way to power.”

"I don't want to turn myself into a rat in the gutter." When Arkham Knight said this, he glanced at the figure next to him. He always felt that this matter was not that simple.

"A vampire doesn't have the power of moonlight, and being transformed into a monster won't give him extra fighting skills out of thin air. This may be something he already has."

"In this case, the power of a vampire is just the icing on the cake for him. Why should he bear so much price for this little power?"

Arkham Knight felt that the other party might have gained some extra benefits in this transaction that he didn't know about. Perhaps those things hidden under the surface were the key to his decision.

"Since you are not in the same group as them, maybe you would be willing to join us?" Doctor Strange invited him to join.

The other party slowly turned his head, and his eyes that were almost invisible to the person looked up and down, and uttered the same sentence.

"Too fragile."

He turned and walked towards the place where the moonlight was thin, and Arkham Knight instinctively asked, "Where are you going?"

"Wayne Manor."

Arkham Knight's heart was instantly lifted.