dmims 29. Ending hastily
29. Ending hastily
"William Cobb may not be the strongest, but he is definitely the most active and loyal executioner in the court." Carl said, "Nice to meet you too."
He raised his hands forward and concentrated, with four flying knives stuck in the air.
The owl's helmet was slightly tilted, either because he was wondering why Carl knew his information or because he was surprised by the projectile stuck in the air.
The blades fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound - Karl took a step back, turned sideways, and narrowly dodged a claw with a sharp blade.The two people's positions are staggered.
The chokehold is useless against the claws. Their state is between life and death. It is hard to say whether they need to breathe or not.
At the same time, as enhanced people, as long as they do not damage key parts, they can stay awake even if they fall from dozens of floors. However, their artificial self-healing ability is still limited after all, and those compounds that allow them to regenerate They are very sensitive to low temperatures, which is their biggest weakness.
That's why Mr. Freeze is here.
The freezing bomb exploded on the spot, but no one was hit, and the scattered ice fog obscured the sight.
"William, as far as I know, you are not a silent person." Karl said aloud, unable to see clearly the situation in the field, while using the Force to sense the enemy's position. "Don't you want to say something?"
There was a muffled groan, as if the scarecrow had been hit, which added a little yellow to the white mist. It should be that the fear gas was leaking.
"Jonathan Crane, your fears are not nearly as powerful as what the Tribunal has brought to Gotham in the past."
That's good news, fear gas will have an effect on the Claw, although maybe Scarecrow himself doesn't see it that way.
"The court will judge you. As the first group of uninvited guests in centuries, you will be buried here forever. This will be the glory of your life." Voices came from all directions, and it was obvious that someone was moving at high speed.
It seems that the comics are right. The Talons of Owls are all talkative. Maybe they want to move their tongues after being frozen for too long. When they fight, they will always intimidate each other, and by the way, they will promote the greatness of the Court of Owls, and then they will Intimidate the other party.
This doesn't quite fit with their image of ninjas who infiltrate in secret and then assassinate.
The freezing ray streaked across the ground, forming a trail of ice, but it did not freeze anyone.
With a "clang", it seemed that Mr. Freeze and the claws came into contact, and the cryogun fell to the ground.
"Victor Fries, your skills are worth mentioning, and you should feel honored to be able to serve the court."
To be honest, the more you talk, the faster your B-bars will drop. Do you claws know what Batman-style silence is?
"And you are just a scum worth mentioning. No one will remember you." The voice came from behind this time.
The short blade should have stabbed into his back, but it was forced to stop, as if it had stabbed into a mire.
The force barrier, which can be maintained for a period of time, is the result of Karl's recent training and has stronger defensive performance.
William failed to hit the target and quickly swung out his other hand, the metal claws gleaming.But the other party seemed to have expected it and dodged sideways.
With a continuous melee buff like Force Prediction, unless the physical fitness is too different or unconscious, it is difficult to be successfully attacked by a sneak attack.
"Actually, I've wanted to say it for a long time, whether it's your throwing knives or uniforms." Carl turned around, with the frozen bomb already opened in his hand, smiling.
"What-" Cobb wanted to pull away, but found that his movements and thoughts had become extremely slow, as if time had been slowed down.
"It's probably almost 200 years out of date."
The bomb went off.
A stiff black humanoid fell to the ground.
"Call it done." Karl clapped his hands.
In terms of pure strength, Talon is not as good as Solomon Grundy, but he is agile, which makes it difficult for Mr. Freeze and the lack of exercise Scarecrow, so it still took some effort.
The fog gradually dissipated, revealing the figure still standing.
The heavily armored Mr. Freeze seemed to be fine, but he had been knocked out of arms: Talon's outdated weapons could not defeat him in a short time.
The lightly-dressed scarecrow looked more miserable: he was stabbed in the ribs, directly through the gas tank on his chest, but the wound should not be deep.
As for Harley, who had been hiding since the fight just started, she was squatting in front of a coffin that should have just been opened in another place, as if the battle just now had no impact on her at all.
"Is it over?" She turned around and asked, "Then it's time for us to leave? To be honest, I thought we would be greeted more grandly."
Mr. Freeze and Scarecrow: "..."
Someone is fishing.
Karl glanced at the clawed body of a woman in front of Harley, and then looked at the name on the lid.
Mary Turner, later known as Owl, a future member of the Birds of Prey team.
understood.
He raised his hand, and two stiff and motionless bodies of a man and a woman were suspended in the air.
"We can just take them away without worrying about the court's investigation?" Victor asked.
"Who knows, as far as I know, the court doesn't care much about the life and death of failed tools. Besides, zombies can eat people."
"Now, let us thank the owl for its hospitality and allowing us to spend an unforgettable night." He bowed slightly and faced the empty auditorium.Harley followed happily, blowing bubble gum that she got from nowhere. "It's a pity that our only spectator has lost consciousness."
"Although the ending is a bit hasty, it would be better for the curtain call to be more grand."
The footsteps faded away, and the arranged plastic explosives blew up the empty white room.
Indistinct roars can be heard vaguely in the distance, hoping that Grandi will not go too far and learn to balance work and rest.
After all, he is an old man who is hundreds of years old and needs to learn how to maintain good health.
It was probably a long time before the ancient and elegant but now dilapidated labyrinth of the courtroom returned to silence.
............
Gotham, the top three floors of the prestigious Bowers Hotel, the residences here alone are worth $5800 million.
That's one-ninth of a Black Mask.
This property belongs to Joseph, the patriarch of the famous Bowers family, and his wife Maria. It has everything you need for a high-end residence.
People who live here should have an experience like an emperor, but tonight, Joseph seemed a little uneasy. He was awakened by heavy rain and thunder in the middle of the night, and he could not sleep since then.
A little sleeping pills can solve this small problem. He turned on the light, but his hand reached to the suitcase on the other side and opened its secret compartment.
In that mezzanine, there was a pure white mask.
Mask of a member of the Court of Owls.
The court will reconvene in seven days, when its members will continue to discuss some age-old questions: whether the tight-fitting maniacs who have recently haunted Gotham could be Owl's trouble.
But Joseph knew that this was destined to not get a definite answer for a long time. After the court gathered various ancient families, it had more channels to speak out, and their ideas were not consistent.
The most recently awakened Talon responsible for guarding the maze and completing the assassination mission is William Cobb. He volunteered to join the court and became Talon. That was already in the early 20th century. In the century-old mission, he has been very reliable and should not have Nothing to worry about.
Do you want to go and take a look at the situation tomorrow? No, I have to meet the current mayor tomorrow and I don’t have time.
Over the centuries, the Labyrinth has remained as it was built, a place of gathering, execution, and entertainment.
Whenever someone needs to be executed, Talon will put a traditional camera in the maze to record the appearance of the dying person as a record for the members' amusement.
The tradition will continue.
He looked at the still pure white mask, and the hole in the mask looked at him, with darkness behind it.
The lights are off.