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Chapter 1324 Underground Maze

The underground labyrinth has seven entrances and exits. Except for the secret passages known only to the interrogators, the other six entrances and exits are located in different areas of Gotham City.

Some are in the city center, some in the suburbs, and some are covered with vegetation...

Today's events have escalated to such a degree that the Owl Court has completely collapsed, shifting from offense to defense, and under these circumstances, they have no choice but to retreat.

Xu Fu knew these "upper-class people" all too well. Despite their seemingly desperate appearance, once they were in danger, their first thought wasn't to charge forward, but to retreat.

Everyone is afraid of death, but the rich and powerful are even more afraid of it.

Of the six entrances, five are inside the city and only one is outside, meaning this is the best option if they want to escape.

As the night deepened, the clock struck twelve.

Xu Fu and his ten henchmen, clad in power armor, arrived at a farm outside "August 13" city. The farm owner, Willie, was a member of the Court of Owls and also a watchdog.

He stood guard outside the barn, and upon seeing the guests, he hurriedly raised his gun and said...

"Who are you? This is my house, get out!"

Bang

Gunshots pierced the night. Willie's eyes widened, and a round hole the size of a thumb appeared above his brow, from which brain matter seeped out and slowly dripped onto the ground.

"Throw his body into the pigsty."

"Understood, Master."

A follower came over and dragged Willie out by the leg. The crowd watched this scene indifferently. They had long expected this day to come, which was why they participated in this operation. These were Xu Fu's favorite people. Their hands were covered in blood, and killing was commonplace for them.

Xu Fu stepped forward and kicked open the warehouse door. A stench mixed with horse manure assaulted his face. He waved his hand in disgust and said...

"Clear everything out of there."

The group moved quickly and cleared the warehouse full of hay and straw in just a few minutes. Xu Fu walked around the warehouse and stopped at a certain place. His pants began to change, flowing like liquid. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that hundreds of thousands of tiny metal particles were magically combined under the control of the core program, turning into legs draped in silver armor.

This is a new type of portable combat suit created by Xu Fu based on Kryptonian energy technology, Zamaron space folding technology, and nanotechnology. It is an improved version of the Ghost-2, far superior in performance to its contemporaries, but its advantages and disadvantages remain the same: it can be worn at any time, and different styles of clothing and jewelry can be changed (without worrying about washing clothes), its attack and defense are only excellent, and its battery life is short.

Numerous visible ripples of air appeared on the surface of the suit. Zamalon's energy technology was far inferior to Krypton's, but it had reached a very high level in terms of frame utilization and material manufacturing.

These air ripples are products of Zamaron Technology. Unlike Energy Stan, they not only possess extremely high physical defense capabilities but can also generate shockwaves.

"Open!"

Xu Fu shouted and kicked down hard with his right foot. A white cloud of gas gathered in the sole of his foot and exploded upon contact with the ground. The milky white gas wave rushed in all directions, dust flew up, and crashed into the wall with a loud bang.

After the dust settled, a recessed metal door appeared on the ground.

"This is it!"

Xu Fu muttered to himself and ordered, "Open the door."

Two attendants stepped forward and forcefully opened the metal door. A gust of cold wind blew in, and an underground passage two meters long and two meters wide appeared on the ground.

Dior turned on the light and walked forward.

The passage continued downwards for three hundred meters until a spacious cave appeared before him. This cave must have been a natural cave that was artificially excavated during the construction of the city wall.

"Ava, set the direction."

"Understood, Master."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a squeaking sound came from ahead, and three large, fat rats crawled out from around the corner, their red eyes hidden in the shadows.

One of them, which was close to Xu Fu, split open from the middle of its slightly bloated body, revealing the source of the flashing red light.

Xu Fu nodded slightly

"Lead the way."

The mouse seemed to understand Xu Fu's words and walked ahead side by side with the other two mice.

After exiting the cave, there are five circular forks in the road. Each fork looks the same. Reaching this point means that the maze has begun.

According to information provided by Delk and the rats, the total area of ​​the underground labyrinth (including various entrances and unexplored natural caves) is equivalent to a quarter of Gotham City.

Without a map, it would be impossible for an ordinary person to find their way out of such a complex and massive maze, unless they were Bruce Wayne.

Xu Fu unfortunately became Batman. To prevent any accidents, the night before, he activated his "rat" army. More than a hundred mechanical rats scoured the maze, and after a whole day of searching, they finally found the correct route map.

With the map, what was then a maze to him was just a slightly more thrilling underground adventure.

...

Compared to Xu Fu and his group who were handling things with ease, Bruce Wayne's days were not so easy; in fact, they were exceptionally difficult.

Along the way, he took nine wrong turns, encountered fifteen traps, and was struck by sharp claws seven times in a row.

Despite being fully prepared, Bruce still suffered unprecedentedly severe injuries: he was shot in the abdomen, bleeding profusely, and his eyes were burned by poison gas, making it almost impossible for him to open them.

After wandering around for about an hour, a pale-faced Batman had to stop to treat his wounds and replenish his strength. He then removed the locator and confirmed his location.

He is now directly below the Ninth High School, about three miles away in a straight line from the warehouse location provided by Jim Gordon. Warehouses are usually built next to the main building, which means that finding the warehouse will lead to the hiding place of the court members.

After determining the route, Bruce stood up again, turned on his night vision flashlight, and carefully walked forward.

Four more identical forks appeared in the narrow corridor.

Bruce clenched his fist, a hint of weariness in his eyes: Based on past experience, only one of these four forks in the road was the correct route; the others were either traps or dead ends.

"No matter what, I will find you. I cannot let you continue to hold Gotham back."

Bruce made up his mind, marked the entrance where he came out, and then took the rightmost fork in the road. Fifteen minutes later, he reappeared at the fork in the road, smelling the kerosene.

If he's not careful now, he'll be roasted alive.

"The Court of Owls!"

Bruce took a deep breath and chose the middle path. Less than a minute later, the sound of rushing water reached his ears. The sound was coming from ahead, and it seemed to be an underground river.

The river flows very fast, which suggests that this underground river is likely an underground tributary of the Queen River, the Shang River, or the Atlantic Ocean.

"The water from the underground river is drinkable, and there may be a water collection point nearby."

Bruce muttered to himself, a hint of melancholy creeping into his eyes.

How powerful is Chapter 1325?

After two attempts, Bruce found the right path again.

He found himself in a spacious circular hall, with two chandeliers hanging on the walls, illuminating the dark room. Under the light of the chandeliers, a nearly three-meter-tall owl sculpture stood out prominently before him.

The sculpture's eyes are strange, flashing red in the darkness, like some kind of surveillance device.

Bruce went over and saw that there were two glowing rubies in his eyes, each as big as a fist.

Such a gem would fetch at least several million dollars on the market, and even the wealthy Wayne family doesn't have a collection like it.

This gem alone demonstrates just how wealthy the Court of Owls is.

Bruce glanced at it casually for a few moments, then ignored it and walked out of the rotunda. Following the sound of water, he found an underground river more than five meters wide with a very rapid current. After looking at it vertically, he found the tools used to draw water next to a pile of stones.

"Yes, this is the road."

Bruce picked up the ladle, filled it halfway, and poured it into his stomach. The slightly sweet and cool water rushed into his lungs, and he felt refreshed.

Just then, a sound came from beside my ear.

Xiao Long's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively rolled to the right.

Boom

With the sound of a bowstring vibrating, a black, expressionless long arrow flew over Bruce's head and embedded itself deeply in the stone wall, its fletching trembling violently, demonstrating the force of the impact.

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

The bowstring trembled again, and a black light shot straight toward his head.

Bruce's face reflected a deadly sense of crisis. He unleashed all his strength, forcing his body to shift ten centimeters to the side, thus avoiding a fatal arrow.

His heart pounded, and his head burned red from the pain the arrow was causing. Bruce didn't bother to check his wound; he dodged and rolled behind a stone pillar.

With his back to the stone pillar, he could finally see the enemy's face clearly.

There were five of them: the one in front wore black armor and a falcon mask, two carried short swords, two carried bows, and all had sharp claws.

As for the last one...

Bruce glanced at him: a gray plaid suit, a white mask—no wonder he must be a member of the court.

“I’ve finally found you, Court of Owls.”

The court member in the gray suit stepped forward and said in a cold voice

"Batman didn't expect you to find this place, but luckily I'll take care of you here."

"I must see who that face hidden behind the bat mask really is!"

"You four, take him down."

Two of the four claws drew short swords and charged out, while the other two drew their bows and arrows, ready to fire.

These claws were extremely powerful, a level above the ones they had encountered before. Bruce dared not be careless. Seeing the critical situation, he did not hesitate to take out a grappling hook pistol and a smoke grenade.

The grappling hook gripped the rock, and Bruce was lifted into the air, a cloud of smoke billowing from beneath his feet. The smoke spread rapidly, turning the entire rotunda gray.