The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 570 Nowhere to Run

The man pursed his lips, took off the remaining pieces of meat with a disgusted expression on his face, then waved his hand casually, and a cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air, hiding him in it again, as if this guy didn't want to It's like showing yourself to other people.

Although the time of the battle just now was very short, only a few seconds, but the movement was really not small. In the bat cave, a group of Bruce Wayne had already rushed out at this time. The big pit, the lumps of flesh that were still corroding the surroundings, and the terrible knife edge on the rock all frowned involuntarily.

What kind of person can destroy the surroundings like this in such a short period of time?

Moreover, what is this person who has been hiding in the black fog all this time? Even with such terrifying destructive power, he is still safe and sound?
At this time, the crowd suddenly parted from left to right to make way, and Bruce Wayne, who was still convulsed all over, walked out with difficulty.

It may be because he hasn't walked out of the bat cave for a long time, and he is very uncomfortable with the sea breeze outside.

"Oh~ I almost forgot what the air outside the cave smells like." He muttered, and then looked at the dilapidated surroundings.

"Where are they?" he asked.

The black mist spread its hands: "Of course it's gone. Since they can break through your surveillance and come here in an instant, they must be able to escape in an instant, right?"

Wayne was silent for a moment. Indeed, this group of people disappeared suddenly a long time ago, and all the satellite surveillance he deployed on this planet could not find their location.

"So, in this world, there are still human beings that you haven't dealt with, right?" The black mist asked faintly: "Otherwise, with that group of people, how could it be possible to block you in such a short period of time? The surveillance network that has been established for so many years?"

At this time, Wayne will no longer hide anything. He nodded: "Yes, of course there are still survivors. How could human beings become extinct because of me alone?"

"Is it because you can't eliminate them, or do you still have the unrealistic feeling in your heart that 'Even if this place has really become a source of sin, those human beings can still make this place better with their own efforts'?" idea?"

A scary smile appeared on Wayne's ferocious face, but he didn't speak.

"Your family has always been like this, and it was the same when you were in Gotham. It is obviously a city that has been rotten to the bone, but you still have this ridiculous idea, wanting to make it better, better. "The black mist said helplessly: "Of course, I'm not saying that your thoughts are bad. After all, your family was born for this. However, everything has changed now, and this curse is about to end soon. Now, the entire universe will change because of your generation, so I just want you to put that habit back."

"Hey." Suddenly, Wayne smiled: "Don't talk to me in that tone, the two of us are just cooperating, not a relationship between superiors and subordinates, so you don't need to tell me what I want to do, of course, I I will definitely complete the piece that should be done well.”

When Wayne spoke, his voice was interrupted several times, which shows how badly his body has collapsed. However, the determination and unquestionable meaning shown in these words still made 【Sin】shrug helplessly. shrug.

Well, although he can wave his hand now and kill this Wayne, but... those people around him, those versions who have inherited the power of Superman, Flash, etc., and the messy setting of this world, [ [Sin] can guess that when this Wayne dies, absolute chaos will definitely usher in.

He didn't want anything to go wrong with his plan.

So. "Okay, okay, I was talking too much." He said: "However, you can no longer let that group of people ignore them now. They can save a person from under your nose now, and they can kill someone on your neck next time." Come on, take your head away."

"I know," Wayne responded, "but it's exactly what I want them to take away the one who slipped through."

"Ah?" [Sin] frowned.

"If you keep them here, or kill them directly, that's good, but if you don't have that kind of strength, of course I have already prepared a backup."

"What...?" [Sin] The thief muttered unhappily: "What do you mean 'I don't have that kind of strength'? They are sneak attacking. Do you know how many cosmic elements are gathered on the opposite side? Although the only That complete [Power] was thrown out of the atmosphere by me, but just one of those half-baked [Cosmic Elements] is enough for you to drink a pot."

Before [Sin] finished talking, Wayne interrupted him directly and clapped his hands.

Soon, the transformed butler, Alfred, walked out of the crowd.

"Young Master—" He lowered his head slightly in response.

"Let the bat out, locate the dust, let's see where those guys are hiding?" Wayne said.

[Sin] frowned: "Location? This... Listen to what you mean, do you have a way to find out where those people are hiding?"

"Of course." Wayne replied with a smile: "This is the Batcave, my home. Do you think that someone hid in my home without authorization and eavesdropped on our conversation? I wouldn't notice this kind of thing at all. ?”

"Well—so—"

"That's right, I deliberately let his eavesdropping go smoothly, because that guy is a bait." Wayne said: "In this bat cave, all bats live in a kind of dust. Bruce Wayne, who had been trained from the beginning, climbed in from a cave on the top of the cliff, and must have disturbed many bats. When they flew out of the cave, the dust on their bodies must have fallen on each other, and this kind Dust, can lead us to each other's hiding place."

Say it.

"Squeaky-"

A series of ear-piercing cries, with the dense sound of countless wings beating, and then sin saw that countless bats flew out of the caves on the cliff, covering the sky and the sun, like a plague of locusts, they screamed Fly in a certain direction.

Alfred took out a small projector from behind. On the projection was a large area of ​​dense red dots. It seemed that each bat was equipped with a signal source.

These bats track the dust endlessly, and will not stop until the moment of exhaustion. This kind of tracking is completely dependent on the instinct of creatures, and even the most sophisticated instruments cannot be blocked.

Those people... have nowhere to escape.

(End of this chapter)