Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 163 Claw Candidate

Deep in the underground labyrinth.

Talon put Terry down from his shoulders, and put his hand on his nose and carotid artery for a few seconds. After confirming that the other person was still unconscious, he stood up and walked towards a newly built altar in the center of the maze.

Standing at the edge of the altar, Talon reached out and took off the owl mask on his head, revealing a sharp-edged face.

Terry, who was lying on the ground in a comatose state, tilted his head slightly.

The man sensed it immediately and turned around suspiciously, only to see Terry still lying on the spot.

After hesitating for two seconds, the man came over and squatted down, stretched out his hand to test again.

This time, he stayed for a full minute.

Terry is indeed in a coma.

Although professionally trained warriors like them can certainly hold their breath for more than a minute or two, the human state of coma and deliberate breath holding are of course completely different.

"This is more useful for you at the moment. Be more careful. I really can't bear it anymore. Now I feel like my whole body is immersed in a high-density solution, and there is an irresistible repulsive force pushing me out. push."

Because Bai has not left this world, the effect of the ghost goggles in the accessories column is always in effect.

Bai suddenly raised his eyebrows, a little shocked.

"You're not planning to get in touch with Constantine, are you? Are you afraid of being cheated?"

"After this time, I will also find ways to get in touch with some of the magic world here."

It was a face that bore a strong resemblance to Bruce Wayne.

"Well, you go back and rest first. I'm just trying to see if it's possible to see the brain directly this time - by the way, give me a bottle of memory potion."

"Are you sure? The magicians in Gotham City... those are not good friends. The only one, Zatanna, not only has a tough father behind her, but she is also famous and has a wife——"

"There are fewer and fewer practical potions. I have to find a way to get them from Mayfair this time when I go back. I think magic materials may be a breakthrough for us to make potions in reality."

Seeing that Hei couldn't give an answer, Bai, who was waiting to eat the melon, could only nodded, reached out and took off the ghost goggles in the accessories column and handed it to Hei.

That's why Black and White saw the man's appearance at the same time.

Bai didn't hesitate, took another bottle of memory potion and handed it to Black, then sighed.

Black took the potion and his eyes flickered.

They can maintain vision with their eyes closed, and can even see through objects to a certain extent.

"How do I know? The comic was just a domestic video commentary. I don't remember the specific details."

At this moment, in Terry's spiritual world, both Black and White looked shocked.

"Probably, maybe, like, Thomas Wayne Jr.?"

After confirming that Terry was unconscious, the man stood up again and returned to the edge of the altar.

Bai looked at Black in confusion.

Heiye pondered for two seconds and confirmed that he had no impression of this, so he answered very uncertainly.

"Is there a certain Talon in the Court of Owls who is Bruce Wayne's brother?"

"I know how to think about it, please go back quickly."

"Okay, I'll withdraw then, so be careful."

As Bai's mental body left Black's mental world, in reality, a low murmur came to Terry Pickles' ears. Of course, Hei did not open his eyes immediately, and even remained in a semi-conscious state.

After taking off his hood, this man, whose face looks a lot like Bruce, has very keen senses. The awakening caused by the direct return of the spiritual body to the body can easily make the other person alert again.

However, the sound transmitted back to the spiritual world through the body was somewhat delayed and blurry, and the recitation itself did not seem to be in normal language, so Hei could not analyze its meaning.

But fortunately, Bai left the ghost goggles, so he could use the effect of the jewelry to quietly observe the situation in reality.

After a brief murmur, the man walked to the center of the altar and pressed a few buttons. Several circular gaps opened on the ground, and then several faint blue projections emerged.

'Tsk, don't you communicate directly with Ke Nao? '

Hei was a little disappointed, but since it has been determined that there is an unclear connection between the current Court of Owls and the Brain of Cthulhu, it is estimated that it will only be a matter of time before he sees that big head.

There are a total of seven blue humanoid projections, all dressed differently, and even their movements are different. Some people are obviously sitting on office chairs processing documents, while some people seem to be holding newspapers at the dining table. There is also a steaming cup by his elbow.

The only thing they have in common is that they all wear white masks.

"March, is there something important you are calling us for?"

Among the seven projections, a figure who had been standing by the window with his hands behind his back asked.

The man known as March bowed his head respectfully, showed respect to the projection, and then put his right hand on his chest.

"I caught an interesting young man who seemed to know us very well."

"Oh? How is this possible?"

"I don't know where he got the information from, but he not only found the organization's branch in Gotham City, but when he showed up, he stood with Batman."

"With Batman? Could it be the second Robin?"

March was stunned for a moment by the question, and then glanced in Terry's direction with some uncertainty.

"I don't know, judging from Dick Grayson's experience, Batman would have been more interested in younger teenagers. I don't know that he would choose someone - such an older person to take on the role of Robin? "

The man by the window raised his head, and there seemed to be some regret in his tone.

"Dick Grayson should have been an extremely good candidate for the Claw, but unfortunately we were a step too late. In the year we were about to contact him, Batman took the first step."

Another projection sitting at the dining table raised his head and put down the newspaper in his hand, seeming to be very interested in this topic.

"Batman will definitely not have only one Robin. We found that he was recently collecting information about a young man named Jason Todd, who is probably his candidate for the next Robin."

Then the masked man laughed strangely twice.

"What a coincidence, Jason Todd happened to be one of the candidates we were looking for to be the next Talon. That bat had a vision that was strikingly consistent with ours."

The man who seemed to be the leader standing by the window turned around and seemed to look directly at Terry lying on the ground through the projection.

"That's very simple. Just check to see if this guy on the ground has been included in our candidate list."

March immediately lowered his head. As the Talon who was left to guard Gotham after the changes in the Court of Owls, he had a clear understanding of most of the characters who appeared around Batman.

What's more, Terry has done great things in Gotham before.

"His name is Terry Pickles. He was in Arkham Asylum before, but I didn't know he was actually a superpower."

The next second, the man sitting at the dining table screamed strangely.

"Eight years ago, I added this child to the list of candidates for Claws, but unfortunately before I came into contact with him, he was disabled by the garbage from the Angel House Orphanage, so I personally removed Terry Pickles from the candidate list. Off the list!”

(End of this chapter)