HBWnovel Chapter 57 Winchester
Chapter 57 Winchester
"I found it." Stephen's voice suddenly sounded and interjected.
He interrupted their rare moment of confession, sliding his fingers in mid-air, closing his eyes and sketching the bright spot in his mind: "...the port?"
"I'm not familiar with the location of Gotham, so I'll just describe it." Stephen said, "A location near the sea, I saw the container, it should be underground, oh, the container has Sionis company printed on it ..."
When Stephen said the description, all the Batmen present were taken aback, especially Jason, because this was the name of Black Mask's company.
Black Mask used to be the leader of Gotham's underground gang. This is a cruel and bloody man who takes pleasure in torturing others. He is also an enemy that both Bruce and Batman must face.
"...Black Mask is dead," Jason said, and they all turned their eyes to him, and he hung his head. "I killed him. I kicked him off the stairs and saw him stop breathing."
Because Batman is committed to sticking to his line, Jason scoffs at it, but because of the Batman part in his spirit, he still clearly remembers every face he hurt on the other side of the line, Black Mask is one of them.
Black Mask was a thug, but Jason took care of him himself.
This is why Attar followed him to Tim's safe house that night and encountered blood on the stairs of the sewer, because Gotham's underground gangs are not stable, and blood should be everywhere.
At that time, he didn't explain aloud, and jumped over with sarcasm.
Jason incorporated the part of the black mask gangster in a not-so-gentle way. He didn't know how to explain all this to Atar, because the blood was left by his own actions.
"It's impossible for a dead person to come back to life," Damian said, "but if it's the League of Assassins, then it makes sense."
The League of Assassins revived Black Mask, activated the opponent's forces, and brought what they needed to Gotham.
"It's in that place as expected."
Tim glanced at Jason: "I know what you're thinking, that's right, it should be the place where the smuggled goods were shipped to Gotham port before, and that's where Sionis used to be."
Everything was suddenly colluded in Atar's mind, like a bracelet that was suddenly fastened, and the front and back were connected together, making a harsh clicking sound.
"It's said to be a healing potion with a lot of side effects, but it's actually Lazarus spring water?" Jason's words verified his thoughts, "Use this method to transport the spring water..."
No wonder Bruce showed more than they knew, Jason must have discovered something the night Jason released his pigeons, and that's when he'd established Atal's genetic kinship to him.
"...so you know where it is." Stephen nodded, retracted his hand, and the fire disappeared, "My mission is complete."
Dick laughed: "Is it so ruthless?"
Doctor Strange flicked the time gem hanging on his chest, and winked at them: "Don't worry, there is after-sales service."
Stephen's mission as Doctor Strange is to protect the peace of the earth, so he should have been involved in this incident, but he can see the infinite possibilities of the future... There is no need for him to intervene.
However, he walked up to Atar, thought about it, and pressed his shoulder: "You are a good boy, don't give up no matter what, so that you will have the best ending."
He froze for a moment, and a wave of unfamiliar knowledge quickly poured into his brain.
For two people with magical talents, the easiest way to communicate is a light touch. Atar feels as if he is looking at the scene in front of him through a kaleidoscope, and then explodes gorgeous patterns in an instant. Even completely unfamiliar methods were instilled into his memory.
He taught him the way to get back into his own body.
Atal thought, he must have seen his choice in the future...
Stephen's words strengthened his mind, and for himself and to fulfill his promise, he would choose to give it a go.
He nodded, indicating that he understood.
Doctor Strange drew a circle in mid-air as he came in a hurry, and icy snowflakes floated from the portal immediately, filling the room with unseasonable cold air.
Then, his figure quickly disappeared in Wayne Manor. Obviously, this magician also had something to do.
……
Atar took a deep breath and looked at everyone: "So, shall I take a step first?"
Since Stephen had obtained a way to return to his body the moment the other party put his hand on his shoulder while Stephen was talking to him, what he had to do now was to rush to the scene as soon as possible.
He didn't go to hear the answer, but he was sure they would be there.
It wasn't about personal feelings, he knew it would be the truth.
Atal's body gradually became transparent, but this time it was not for reasons that might dissipate——
He returned to his body smoothly.
The first sound that fell into his ears was the crisp sound of water droplets falling on the stone, right next to his ears, the cold air of the splashed water droplets almost pressed against his cheeks, making his hair wet and drooping softly. In front of his eyes, his eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes.
The eyes are pure black, and the uneven and rugged ground comes into view.
Atar's cheeks were cold, and his side face was pressed against the rough ground, the scene in front of him was shaking, the pain in his skin was slow, like a circuit with poor contact, the current could not be conducted to his body, thirsty Anxiety gradually spread.
He felt as if a cluster of flames were burning in his veins...
When he finally felt the presence of his body, he found that he was being roughly dragged forward by one wrist, making a toothache rustling sound on the ground. After a while, he felt a dull pain in his cheek Mixed with the cold air, it finally came over clearly.
The other party obviously didn't realize that Atar had woken up, and pulled him forward like a sandbag, allowing his face to be scratched and bleed, but because the non-human genes in Atar's body healed quickly, he dried up The blood was sticky on his eyelashes, gradually covering his vision.
His forcibly activated Kryptonian gene can only allow Atar to heal quickly, but he does not have a body of steel, so he is constantly injured and repaired again, just like a reset copy.
Atal felt painful and itchy, as if someone scratched his cheek, but he still held back the pain, pretending that he didn't wake up, so as not to alarm the other party.
...It's cold and damp here, and it's too much for a warehouse, it's like a water-logged cave.
This must be underground, he thought, and he could hear the sound of the water flowing more and more clearly, passing over his head without stopping.
Just as he was thinking wildly, the person who was pulling his wrist stopped suddenly.
There was an ominous premonition in Atar's heart. Sure enough, the next moment, the other party grabbed his collar and pulled him up. His fingers were buried in his black hair, which brought a burst of pain. The other party forcibly It met the gaze he couldn't hide in time.
... There is only one person here.
If his observations are not wrong, then Atal can fix this.
He calculated the position of the instant kill with one blow, but the moment Atar was about to attack, he saw the man's facial features clearly, his eyes widened, and the attack stopped involuntarily.
—Constantine?
His mind started to spin, he was indeed here!
A feeling of betrayed anger surged in Atar's heart, and he locked his eyes on the figure of the man in the windbreaker like looking at a prey.
But his lips moved, and the moment before he wanted to say his name, Constantine shook his head slightly at him. If it wasn't for the fact that Atar was so close to him, he could almost be in the eyes of the other party. Seeing his own figure, he must have missed this action.
His words got stuck in his throat.
Believe me, Konstantin's eyes seem to say this, don't act rashly.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, and he relented.
Konstantin then let him go, and Atar relaxed his body and fell to the ground, letting the dust hit him again.
If you dare to lie to me, you will die, Atal thought, I even knocked a small stone on my lip just now, it hurts so much.
He didn't need to look to know that the corner of his mouth must be broken, and this appearance must be very bad.
"I'll be your eyes." He leaned over Atar's head and whispered, his fingers running through his black hair, and then let go, "Leave it to me."
He put his hand on Atar's shoulder. Afterwards, Atar felt his vision gradually brighten from darkness. A scattered light of fireflies scorched, as if a layer of bandage had been untied. The darkness dissipated and changed instantly. a perspective.
Although he bent over the ground, he was able to see the scene head-up, and he realized that this was Constantine's perspective.
—Constantine gave him his perspective.
In a sense, he really made his eyes.
The next moment, Constantine proved that he was not lying. Several voices came out from the darkness, surrounded by a person.They are all masters of concealment, so Atar didn't notice their existence at all, and the man walking in the front looked down at him and Constantine who was squatting down.
This is a middle-aged man whose real age cannot be seen. His temples are slightly white, but this does not affect the sense of strength revealed by his body. It seems that the strength of a young man will burst out in the next moment, but his eyes are lifeless. And cloudy, like a whitish fish eye.
"Is he awake?" he asked coldly, "What were you doing just now?"
"Reshaw August," Atal emphasized when he heard Constantine's voice, as if deliberately reminding him of the identity of the person in front of him, "you don't believe in my magic, do you?"
Constantine deliberately said such words in a frivolous tone, and sure enough, Lei Xiao frowned and ignored him: "Pay attention to your proportions."
Atal watched him with Constantine's eyes, walked up to him and squatted down, and immediately relaxed his body to make his acting more realistic.
Even if he couldn't see it, he could still feel Lei Xiao's gaze burning across his body like a tongue of flame, just like looking at a work of art.
Fortunately, the other party only looked at it for a while, and then stretched out his hand to stroke the back of Atar's neck, like a poisonous snake climbing up his skin, which made Atar's skin crawl, but he He still restrained himself from moving around, resisting the nauseating cold touch.
Without pulling him up to have a closer look, he stood up again and moved away from his body.
"Take him there," Rashaw ordered, "and tie him to the steps."
Constantine paused: "It's not time yet, and..."
Lei Xiao glanced at him warningly, full of the arrogance of a superior: "Don't forget, Lucifer is looking for you."
This threat obviously worked, and Atar heard the other party sigh: "...I see."
Constantine dragged him to a table and tapped his fingers on Atar's arm, as if to offer a silent apology.
At the same time, a voice sounded in his mind. Atar was relieved at first, thinking that it was the system talking, but the voice was obviously made by the person standing beside him.
"... Tsk, this guy, I really think that my relationship with Lucifer is particularly bad. I can summon Lucifer to beat up a hundred Lei Xiao Aogu by cutting my wrist now."
"..."
"The reason I'm here is that I want to destroy this plan with my own hands. After all, I promised you that I will make up for it. After all, I was also responsible last time."
"..."
"Why don't you speak from the bottom of your heart?"
"—Get out of my head now, now."
It may be that this sentence is too similar to a certain bat that Constantine knew before he uttered it, and Atar's tone was imitated, which made the other party calm down in his mind instantly.
For a moment Atar actually thought he was really frightened.
... Sure enough, Batman is the man at the top of the food chain.
Afterwards, Constantine recovered from his stupefaction, he laughed, wrapped a chain around Atar's body, and locked him on the steps. It looked very strong, but only he himself knew how to break free It's not difficult.
"It's done." Constantine clapped his hands, turned to Lei Xiao and said relaxedly, "Now, let's wait until the right time..."
"No," Lei Xiao stopped him coldly, "It's about now, as I said, we don't have time."
"But..." Constantine was startled, and subconsciously said, "Unless we find two other people related to the darkness to sacrifice blood, we must not advance in advance, which will lead to failure."
Lei Xiao turned his attention to the other two people who were tied to Atar's side, and it was only at this time that the latter realized that someone was actually tied to his side.
However, how can it be easy to find someone who wants to have such a physique?
Constantine's shocked voice answered his doubts: "...Wait a minute, Brother Winchester?!"
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