THE DEATH KNELL-Chapter 66: Shadows of the Owl court

There are fewer and fewer owl priests alive in the venue, and they can't even say a complete sentence. Barry strictly implemented Slade Wilson's tactics. Once he finds that a priest wants to speak, he will immediately push him. Any actions that interrupt them.

But now the surviving priests have also discovered the problem, and this is inevitable, but they also have a spell that does not require spells or actions.

There was no slogan, no warning, their bodies exploded suddenly, thick black mud flew everywhere, and the strong air current made the whole cave begin to shake.

Barry felt that he had avoided obviously, but a few black energies stuck up like bone maggots, instantly as if detached from the concept of speed and space, and directly made a few deep wounds on his leg. His legs weakened, and he tumbled and hit the wall.

Slade Wilson and the others were far away. When the strong wind hit, Slade Wilson threw down Batwoman. His promethium armor can provide good protection and is very effective for magic. freeweɓnøvel.com

The strong wind pressed on his back, and he felt like he was stepped on by some giant beast. The black energy was blocked. He was hit by some air currents, only slightly injured, but more memories came to his mind, making him look ugly.

Batwoman's black bat costume looked grey and really looked like a bat. Slade Wilson pressed his head and tried his best to summarize these memories.

"Barry, how are you?" He slowly stood up, patted the dirt on his body, the shaking of the cave gradually stopped, and there was no dust falling, it seemed that it would not collapse for the time being.

"Ahem...I'm fine, just a small injury." Barry in the distance turned over and lay on his back on the ground. His running was interrupted and he rolled out for a long time before hitting the wall: "I thought they had to shout something to commit suicide. Why don't they play cards according to their routines."

"Hehe, maybe they are silent in their hearts." Slade Wilson walked over and checked the injury on his leg. It was not very serious, and the black energy was not entangled near the wound.

Batwoman also came over and squatted by Barry's side to check the wound: "Would you like to use some Lazarus Springs?"

Barry shook his head quickly. He knew that Batman had resisted side effects with willpower, but he was just a scientist, not a determined soldier.

"No, it will make a big change in people's minds and become bloodthirsty madmen. You can't calm down without killing. My ability is too dangerous. Once I lose my mind, it will be troublesome."

"Barry is right, bandage it, the speed guy recovers much faster than normal people, and we just clean up here." Slade Wilson took a roll of bandage handed by Batwoman and bandaged him with battlefield first aid: "The spring water is not free. When you turn back, you tie Barbara to her. This can restore her spine."

As for what the battlefield first aid is, in fact, there is not much time on the battlefield. It just presses the blood vessels and wraps them with a bandage. After wrapping, Slade Wilson helped Barry and leaned against the wall. He and Batwoman went to check the situation in the cave.

Except for the priests who blew themselves up, there were corpses all around. Batwoman had no expression on her face. She thought they would be human before, but now it turns out to be monsters. If she had known it, she would have done it herself.

Yes, the principle of non-killing of bats is only aimed at humans on Earth. Aliens and monsters are not within this range. Batman in the main world has also been killed on Apocalypse.

Slade Wilson searched the corpses of these monsters, and there was nothing of value. These monsters didn't even have personal belongings. He simply threw their bodies into the black well. The black liquid kept turning underneath, like rolling asphalt, engulfing mummified bodies.

"What do you think is below?" Batwoman asked him. She stood aside and did not interfere with Slade Wilson's behavior.

"Some kind of dark energy, these corpses melted inside, the principle is unknown." Slade Wilson threw down the last corpse, clapped his hands, took four grenades from his chest, and threw them into the well.

There was a muffled sound, like popcorn boiling, the black well immediately collapsed and was deeply buried in the ground. The gravel and loess completely covered it, and there was no black splashing out.

"Actually, I was not optimistic about such a reckless plan before." Batwoman said blankly.

"We will always take risks. There is no 100% successful plan in the world. Fortunately, with good luck, you found bat gold. If you didn't find it, we would be in great trouble. The longer we drag on with these ghosts, the more variables we will have. If they discover the trick of lying on the ground and chanting a spell, Barry's field control ability will be useless."

Slade Wilson smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air, and he was a little relieved. Before coming here, he was actually only half sure. So he told Cindy what he knew, if something went wrong with the three of them, maybe she could find a way to escape.

Fortunately, he arranged for Batwoman to find the key item, and she could find it, but it was DC's relative...girl.

Next, he decided to search for any fish that slipped through the net. Although there was a lot of noise before, the priests' enthusiasm for faith would also allow them to join the battle, but there is no guarantee that there will be special priests, so it is better to search again.

"I'll go up and turn off the alarm at the scenic spot, you guys be careful." She pulled off her cloak and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

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Just waiting is not enough. Slade Wilson searched all the underground passages. Except for the places where the priests lived, there was not much space underground, and even the underground research institute in Indian Hill couldn't compare with it.

All the enemies have been wiped out. In the large room behind, there are some ordinary people from the Owl Court who committed suicide. The time of death is not far away, and the blood has not yet dried. He simply lit these guys and the books and documents they left behind with a lighter, and suddenly the underground was filled with smoke and dust.

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