Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 156 Bai’s Specialty

"What do you mean?"

Bruce is not very good at dealing with difficult problems on a magical level, and has to keep turning to Shiro, who seems to have some knowledge of magic.

"Well, according to Hei and I's understanding of the monsters that may exist in this world, the monster born here should be a guy who is very good at influencing the human spirit."

Terry pouted at Bill behind him.

"The crazier a person is, the more likely they are to see things more clearly than ordinary people, but it's not possible to be completely crazy. A completely crazy person cannot establish effective communication with us."

Bruce probably figured out what Terry meant.

In other words, the half-crazy Bill behind him who was specially selected by the hackers was equivalent to an anomaly detector.

Because of his semi-madness, his spirit is more fragile than that of 'normal people' like Terry and Bruce, and he is also more susceptible to interference from the monster who has the means to influence the human spirit.

So Bill's five senses became like trace scanners and radars in places where the monster might be hiding.

What he saw, smelled, and heard may be the mental remnants of that monster. Such remnants are invisible to Bruce and Terry, but they can be understood through effective communication with Bill. The severity of the surrounding environment.

Terry glanced at the status bar in the upper left corner, but no new buffs were displayed.

"What kind of organization was this place before?"

Terry is no longer hiding it. As of now, it’s hard to say whether this organization that likes to stay underground still exists. Hide it. Who can hide it better than you? I guess it’s been swallowed up by Ke Nao. I couldn't even utter a sound.

After another long period of time, the secret passage finally came to an end.

"The Court of Owls is a very complex organization. It is full of severely mentally ill people. It has trained a bunch of killers to assassinate all kinds of prominent figures who want to make Gotham deviate from their development wishes."

Along the way, Terry gently warned Bill.

"I also have a special perspective and can detect some things in advance, but I'm just not as sharp and strange as a semi-crazy person."

Bruce instantly remembered his father, Thomas Wayne, who was a big businessman who wanted to single-handedly save Gotham from dire straits based on Terry's description. This was a perfect fit for the Court of Owls' assassination target.

"It's not like I can't see it at all."

"Gotham, Gotham, loves dark nooks and crannies so much. To build a base and dig so deep, no wonder this place was the base camp for that thing."

"Remember to remind us directly if you see anything out of place later that your presence is important to this mission."

Walking to the edge of the platform, Terry raised a new flashlight to shine down and sighed.

The three of them got out of the secret passage one after another. Under the illumination of Bruce's strong light equipment, they found that the end of the secret passage still had not reached their destination. The three of them stood on a platform, and a spiral downward stone staircase could be seen on the side.

Terry tugged on Bill's sleeve to bring him back to his senses, and then made a forward gesture towards Bruce, who looked solemn.

The three people continued to squirm in this narrow secret passage. If there was a dynamic cross-sectional view, the way they moved at this moment was somewhat like a human centipede.

The keyword triggered Bill's spirit, and he stopped shaking. He was shaken all over and nodded vigorously.

Terry turned around and asked the trembling Bill, and got the expected answer.

Bill looked at the walls and stairs here, which were also dark red.

With a gloomy face, Bruce held up the light and looked around at the stone wall, his eyes lingering on the protruding owl sculpture for a while.

Bruce couldn't help but take a step forward, and the light hit Terry's back directly: "You know so much, what about me..."

Task!

Terry also clearly knew what Bruce wanted to ask and shook his head.

"I don't know much about this, but the killers of the Court of Owls should disdain to kill with guns. It is said that they have forty-six killers with equal strength to you, called Talons."

Bruce looked at Terry's back steadily.

"You're lying." "Holy crap, I haven't even met you face to face - but I really don't know if the murderer back then was them. It may or may not have been them."

Bruce was silent now.

Because he judged that Terry was not lying.

Terry, on the other hand, quietly wiped away the cold sweat.

When he answered for the first time just now, the plot of the Gotham TV series he had watched in his previous life flashed subconsciously in his mind. It seemed that the third season clearly stated that Thomas Wayne and Martha Wayne were among the assassins who died in the Court of Owls. hand.

Although it was just an independent background setting of the TV series, as a result of thinking this, Bruce was sure from his tone that he was lying.

As a last resort, Terry allowed himself to recall those obscure comic plots and spoke again.

Bruce stared at Terry's back quietly, and finally moved away from the lighting and eyes at the same time.

"I'll find out, but before that, we should continue exploring."

The three of them started walking down the spiral staircase.

To be honest, if Bill hadn't been able to function as a detector, at least in terms of speed, and if it weren't for taking care of Bill, Terry and Batman would have jumped directly from the gap in the middle of the spiral staircase with their hooks.

During this period, Terry took advantage of Bill's distraction, took out a hammer, knocked a piece off the wall and put it in the inventory.

It's just that it's still an ordinary brick and stone wall, and it hasn't turned into a flesh and blood wall or anything like that.

'It can independently control the degree of infection to the environment, so that no abnormalities will appear on the surface, and it can grow underground safely. Ke Nao's intelligence is much higher than that of a long worm. '

Terry bared his teeth and closed the inventory display, silently taking out the Moon-Watching Sword.

Bruce looked straight at Terry as he unhesitatingly demonstrated the superpower that he had spent so much time investigating before, the ability to pixelate matter into and out of it, and now he directly created a pile of pixel cubes. The strange long sword transformed into.

It does seem like a good choice if Bai, who is friendly and less defensive, can dominate Terry's body all the time?

Bruce closed his eyes and pushed away his sudden thoughts.

He knew clearly that Hei was Terry who belonged to his world, and it was also the evil result of his reasons back then. He could not have this idea of ​​escaping. No matter how bad Hei was, he had to deal with it and be responsible for Terry.

"and many more!"

Bill's fearful shout stopped the two people in front of him.

"Don't go any further! Look at the ground!"

Terry and Bruce, who were frozen, glanced at the stairs subconsciously, but did not find anything unusual.

Bill's legs trembled in fear, and he took a step back in panic, but tripped over the stairs and fell down on the stairs, pointing to the front at the feet of Terry and Bruce.

"Can't you see? There are a lot of weird things there!"

Terry immediately squatted down and touched the flat stairs so fast that even Bruce didn't have time to stop him.

This move made Bill almost choke on his own saliva. He didn't understand why someone in this world could be so brave?

Terry stood up, twirled his fingers, and turned back to smile at Bill: "Look, it's not dangerous, but my eyesight is a little bad. Bill, can you describe in detail what that weird thing looks like?" "

For the first time, Bruce showed a strange look.

He seemed to understand why Terry switched to a white personality before the expedition.

Bai doesn't regard weird phenomena as an existence that requires awe at all. Perhaps this is why Bai can restrain them.

(End of this chapter)