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Just then, a dark figure emerged from the smoke, and two sharp claws released it without hesitation.

A long arrow flew out from it, pierced through the shadow, and pinned it to the wall.

The shadowy figure turned out to be wearing only a cloak. Realizing they had been tricked, the two quickly put away their arrows, drew their bows, and prepared to shoot again.

"Tell them to lay down their weapons, or I'll kill you all."

A command came from the mist, and the four gunmen turned around. In an instant, Batman slipped away from under the statue and grabbed the man in a suit who was watching from the side.

“I’ll repeat it again: make them lay down their weapons.”

Bruce moved his hand, and the metal blade on his bulletproof vest plunged into his neck. The man in the suit growled uneasily, then...

"Don't do that, you won't escape if you kill me."

"Now that I'm here, I have no intention of leaving."

Bruce swung his arm again, the blade piercing his skin and leaving a wound several centimeters long. "You can bet on who dies first, me or you."

Blood flowed down his neck, and the man in the suit immediately frowned.

"Put down your weapons, put down your weapons, come on."

"No!"

Bruce looked up, his eyes filled with deep sorrow. "Throw the weapon into the river."

The man in the suit hesitated for a moment, and when he noticed the blade moving against his neck, he could only say bitterly.

"Listen to him, throw the weapons into the river, quick."

The four gunmen exchanged a glance, turned and walked towards the river, throwing all their weapons and throwing knives into the water.

The weapon was swept away by the swift current as soon as it entered the water.

Bruce knocked the man in the suit unconscious with a single slap, then raised his hands and snatched the metal blade.

"We'll fight again."

...

At the eastern end of the underground labyrinth, in a dark cave, Barbara is engaged in a fierce battle with archers.

Several dead soldiers lay in the cave, but they were all lying on the ground, their breathing becoming weaker and weaker, and some even twitching from time to time.

The MAXKⅠ military power armor worn by Barbara was specially modified by Xu Fu. After being handed over to Barbara, the latter used Gaochao computer technology to adjust the armor to make it more suitable for Barbara.

The master said that even if he wore power armor, he would still be no match for the sharpshooter.

Barbara didn't say anything about it, but she was very unconvinced. However, after actually meeting the master, she realized that he was right.

She was indeed no match for an opponent whose skills and experience were far inferior to hers.

If it weren't for the armor protecting her, she would have been a corpse long ago.

What troubled her even more was her opponent's almost abnormal regenerative ability. No matter what injury he suffered, he could recover completely in the blink of an eye, making him practically immortal.

The struggle made Varvara's body feel unusually heavy, and her breathing became rapid.

13 Her physical abilities are inferior to her opponent's. If she continues to fight in the same way, she will only perish. She must find a way to break the deadlock.

Its sharp claws possess the same abilities as those of legendary vampires and werewolves, but what are the weaknesses of these dark creatures?

Silver, garlic, epimedium, wooden stake, holy water, cross...

No! No!

It's definitely not those things. Vampires and werewolves' weakness is their heads; if you cut off their heads, they die.

"Behead him!"

Barbara gaped, undecided. She had never killed anyone before, nor did she want to.

But what should we do if we don't kill them?

"Maybe electrocute him?"

Barbara gritted her teeth and pushed her energy to the limit. Her armor emitted a bright blue light, and invisible energy poured out. With a "buzzing" sound, a large amount of electricity burst from her arms and shoulders.

The electric current converged into her palm like earthworms, forming a ball of lightning the size of a fist.

White arcs of electricity spread in all directions, illuminating the entire cavern.

"Come on, I will defeat you!"

Barbara shouted, trailing behind her two lightning balls that had consumed one-seventh of her energy.

The energy emanating from the lightning ball was terrifying. Shapi dared not take it head-on and quickly dodged and ran away, dodging Barbara's attack at an extremely fast speed. Suddenly, he swung his short sword in the air.

Snap

Barbara was unfazed by the piercing sword through her armor; she simply raised her arm and deflected the armor.

Chapter 1326 He won't die!

The black dagger was extremely sharp, piercing through the armor and penetrating the gaps in the bones. The pain almost made Barbara faint, but in the end she gritted her teeth and persevered, using her right hand to pull the lightning ball and slash fiercely at her abdomen with its sharp claws.

齐拉

White lightning enveloped Claw's body, causing him to tremble violently and roll his eyes upwards. Fortunately, the short sword wasn't made of metal, otherwise Barbara would have met the same fate.

"Get down!"

The girl slammed the short sword against the wall, raised her arms high, and used all her strength to pull the lightning ball down.

A blinding flash of lightning illuminated the cave, and the ball of lightning exploded instantly, striking the sharpshooter in the head. An electromagnetic pulse mixed with high-voltage current swept through his body, causing even more permanent and severe damage to his head.

After doing all this, Barbara hurriedly retreated, anxiously watching the convulsing sharpshooter: the speaker's body was smoking, and his eyes were beginning to gleam like those of a dead fish.

"He won't die!"

The girl, enduring the pain in her shoulder, spoke with some uncertainty.

"Hey, are you alright? Say something!"

"Are you alright?! Say something!"

After half a minute of silence from the other person, Barbara hurriedly took off her mask, stuffed her fingers into her nose, smelled the faint scent, and sighed deeply.

"Even so, I still won."

Now that her opponent was still alive, Barbara had no reason to worry anymore. She looked up and said in a slightly satisfied tone.

“You are more experienced and quicker than me, but you are not smart enough. Smart people live in this world to tell stories, that’s what Xu Fu said, although I don’t quite agree with him.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and walked deeper into the maze.

The road ahead was winding and full of traps, but Barbara believed she could make it out and find the answers she needed.

...

Tonight may be the most challenging day for the members of the Owl Court.

Of the six entrances and exits, two had security alarms, and one was completely silent. It was also unclear whether the dead man in charge of intelligence had been defeated or was asleep.

Chaos reigned in the hall; with each piece of news, suppressed curses echoed from all around.

If things continue like this, those "high and mighty" nobles will go mad before the trial is even over.

The man in the suit who had taken off his tie couldn't stand it any longer and stood up to leave, but was stopped by the assassins guarding the door.

"Why are you disturbing me? I need to pee, get out of my way!"

The man in the suit pushed hard, but the assassin didn't move. He just raised his finger and pointed to a room at the east end of the corridor.

"The bathroom is over there."

"you..."

The man in the suit was furious, his eyes filled with cannibalistic disgust. Just then, the assassin in front of him suddenly moved aside, and a mysterious person wearing a white mask and giving a red military salute stepped out.

The man in the suit tensed up immediately, quickly stood up straight, and bowed as he spoke.

"Hello, esteemed interrogator."

"Call me sir."

"Yes, sir."

The man in the suit was incredibly humble, a stark contrast to his previous arrogance.

The red-clad judge, who referred to himself as "Sir," gave him a cold look before walking out of the hall.

The Court of Owls currently has two judges: Sir Blackhawk, who handles day-to-day affairs, and Judge Red, who is in charge of Claws and assassins. It can be said that he holds the power of life and death.

As soon as he appeared, the noisy hall fell silent. People stood up and bowed, paying their highest respects. The judge in red responded to each person, walked through the crowd to the head seat, but did not sit down. Instead, he lowered his hands and spoke in a gentle tone.

"The Court of Owls was founded in the seventeenth century. Over the centuries, it has weathered countless storms, especially the one fifty years ago, which I remember most vividly. At that time, the three judges broke out in a fight and attacked each other. One of the judges even tried to use external forces to unify the court into his own court."

"It was a dark and unpleasant time, but we survived, inherited the traditions, maintained our wealth and status... and continued to be the kings of Gotham."

Why did we win?

The judge in red surveyed the crowd, his calm gaze settling on each member.

"Why? Because of the dead soldiers? No, no, they were all tools, like knives and guns on a shelf, that need to be managed."