American comic book: Transmigrated into Dior and adopted by the Wayne family

"snort."

As Dior walked out of the hospital, he casually tossed the blood-stained handkerchief into the trash can.

Who would have thought that Tabitha, who appears fierce, wears leather, and cracks a whip, is actually...

"Gotham certainly doesn't lack weirdos."

A slight smile played on his lips as he glanced at the wall not far away and deliberately stopped in his tracks.

Since mastering Ripple, Dio's five senses and physical abilities have been gradually improving.

Finding the kitten crouching on the wall in the dark is too easy for him now.

"Hey! Do you really believe what she said?"

Selena couldn't resist, jumped down from the wall, and quickly walked up to him.

"Dio!"

"Of course not, this is Gotham."

Dio gave Selena a strange look and shook his head.

He wanted to say, "I have a system," but he swallowed the words back.

If a certain cat knew he was still in the mood for jokes, it would probably scratch him with its claws.

"Listen, you can't trust her."

Selena raised a finger with a serious expression, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Women in Gotham are all liars. With your small frame, you'll be taken advantage of by that wicked woman."

"Yeah, I won't believe her."

Dior turned around, his emerald-green eyes landing on her face, and he smiled faintly.

"I will only trust you."

"Varied....."

Selena's voice caught in her throat; she opened her mouth, but her mind went blank.

Those beautiful eyes were so close.

She didn't know where to put her hands. Putting them behind her back felt deliberate, so she simply left them hanging at her sides.

"...After all, Selena, you are my best friend."

A mischievous glint flashed in Dior's eyes as he spoke softly.

"Is that so?"

Selena's ears felt hot, and her voice softened considerably.

"Of course... I, of course I am... wait, a friend??"

"you!"

She almost bit her tongue.

Are all Wayne family members freaks?!

what! ! ! !

She was so angry she wanted to bite that blond bastard to death.

"Hurry home, Selena, it's dangerous in Gotham at night."

Dior patted Selena on the shoulder, a rare moment of conscience in his eyes, and offered a word of advice.

He was still counting on Selena to help him find Bruce—if she didn't sleep at night, who would go to find the runaway young master?

"No, I want to go with you. After all... you haven't treated me to a meal yet."

"What? Eat?"

Dior hesitated for a moment, glanced at his watch, and then had no choice but to agree.

"Okay, I don't have much time left, are you sure?"

Selena nodded subconsciously, but when she caught a glimpse of the playful smile on his lips, she suddenly felt a little flustered.

20 minutes later!

"Oh my god, why are we in the sewers?"

Selena pinched her nose and walked forward with uneven steps.

She felt like she was about to break down.

Do not!

She's broken down!

It smells awful!

"Because the person I'm looking for is right here."

Dior raised his index finger to his lips and slowed his pace.

Ripple and Spider-Sense have already detected four life signals ahead.

At this time and in this place, those still in the sewers are mostly people from Saint-Dumas.

"If you encounter someone like this on the street in the future, remember to call me."

Dior whispered a word of advice and then continued walking forward.

As time went on, the smell of the burning candle grew stronger.

The distance is very close, extremely close, exceptionally close.

This drainage system is located right next to the Gotham River port, where silt has accumulated and the smell is even more pungent.

At the end of the dimly lit passage, a rusty iron gate blocked the way.

A small observation window on the door let in the flickering candlelight.

Dior quietly moved closer and squinted to look inside.

Inside the door

A black monk in a long black robe stands with his back to the door, holding a ceremonial dagger aloft with both hands.

"The blood of nine men!!! Only then can their sins be washed away!!!"

"Waaaaaah!!! Waaaaah!! Ugh!!!!"

Beneath the dagger, a bound man knelt on the ground, his mouth stuffed with rags, emitting terrified whimpers.

The ground around them was covered with magic circles drawn with some kind of bloody paint, and candles and incense were placed on the ground and walls.

"Another sacrifice."

Dio quietly withdrew his gaze and glanced down at the iron gate in front of him.

Golden Experience.

Gold Experience appears, extends its right hand, and using the Stand's special ability, passes through the iron gate and grasps the bolt inside.

Click—the bolt was pulled open from the inside.

Dior pushed open the door and entered, his steps no longer hesitant.

Whoosh.

A throwing knife was flicked from the sleeve, accurately striking the dagger raised by the monk.

Ding!

The ceremonial dagger flew out of his hand.

The black monk turned around abruptly.

In the candlelight, his wrists and upper arms were covered with layers of scars, a shocking sight.

"Heretical! Interfering with Saint Duma's rituals will curse your soul and strip you of your flesh!"

"Um?"

Dior walked past with one hand in his pocket, a look of disdain on his face, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

"What kind of beast are you, you black devil?"

The monk's voice abruptly stopped.

".....What? What did you say?"

His pupils contracted, and his chest heaved more violently.

Clearly, they didn't expect anyone to dare to resort to blatant racial discrimination.

Do you enjoy attacking your own kind?

Dio turned his head and glanced at the bound victim—who was also a black man.

"Would you feel good sacrificing your own kind?"

"you--"

The monk's lips trembled, and anger flared in his eyes.

"Let's do it!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than two figures dressed in long robes leaped out from the shadows, one of them thrusting a dagger straight at Dio's lower back.

Selena was so startled that she took a step back and almost tripped over the pipe on the ground.

But nothing touched Dio.

Gold Experience's punches arrived faster than expected, sending both men flying with just two blows.

The battle is over in a second, clean and efficient.

Golden Experience withdrew his fist, and the golden figure slowly disappeared.

The black-robed monk watched as his companion collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, and a hint of panic finally surfaced in his eyes.

He's not afraid of pain—those scars are proof of that.

But he was afraid of dying.

No one is unafraid of death!

"Life is a gift from Saint Dumas."

Dior took a step forward with a smile, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.

Do you agree with this statement?

Yesterday, he himself was also a target to be sacrificed.

Looking at this madman who was sacrificing his fellow countrymen, he naturally felt no sympathy whatsoever.

"No...no no..."

The Black monk took another step back until his back pressed against the cold, damp wall of the sewer.

"Saint Dumas—"

"No."

Dio gently interrupted him, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"There's no Saint Dumas here, and no God either!!!"

"just me!!!"

The candlelight flickered.

A golden figure flashed by.

Blood gushed out!

"ah--!!!!!!!!"

A long, drawn-out scream echoed throughout the entire sewer.

[Task Progress Update]

[The ritual has been stopped: the sacrificial ceremony for the Bump I drainage system]

[Rewards have been accumulated]

Dior lightly wiped the blood from his cheek, the excitement in his eyes gradually fading.

He realized that although he was somewhat different from that villainous savior, it didn't seem to be much different.

For example, the other person gets a strong sense of pleasure from doing bad things, while you only feel... a little excited.

Dio glanced at the twisted figure on the ground and swallowed hard.

I'm getting a little high.

"Selena, you're not scared, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Selena turned her head away and lowered her voice.

"You're quick, let's go."

"That's good."

Dio smiled, squatted down, and casually began searching the monk's body.

Hopefully, I can find something useful.

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