I, V, Gotham Legend

"Me? Because I'm V." Valerie didn't explain much. She took out a shovel from her pocket and tried to gather the bodies on the ground into a pile.

Beheading them is not safe enough, so just burn them to ashes.

"V..." Helena had only been back in Gotham for less than a month, and the name just sounded familiar to her.

She looked at Valerie's busy back as she shoveled with the shovel and felt less scared.

She seems to be a very easy going person.

"That Ms. V…?"

"Just call me V." Valerie straightened up. "Do you have anything else to do?"

"No...that..." Helena took a deep breath. She recalled her powerless self in the closet, the invincible Batman at the dinner last night, and the brave V just now.

"Can I... be as strong as you?" Helena wanted to shout out, but she lost confidence halfway through the words.

"Huh?" Valerie looked at Helena in surprise. This was the first time someone asked her such a question.

If you think about it carefully, those who are still standing after seeing my abilities before are either psychopaths like the Joker, unworthy people like Mr. Freeze, or people who defend themselves very well like Gordon or Batman, or hostages who have been scared half to death.

This is the first time I have seen a girl express her admiration for her own abilities like this one.

How should I put it? This should be considered a fan, right?

Valerie was a little excited; it was the first time a fan had spoken to her.

"My strength does not exactly come from myself. But as long as there is hope, anyone can do what I have done." Valerie racked her brains trying to say something inspiring. She remembered that the stars in her previous life all said this to their fans.

"Hope..." Helena was silent. What was her hope?

She already had the answer.

"I understand, Ms. V." Helena nodded vigorously, then bowed solemnly to Valerie, "Please, train me!"

"Hmm..." Valerie nodded in satisfaction, then realized something was wrong, "Huh?"

"I want to change Gotham. I want to have the power to stop those gangs from running rampant!" Helena expressed her hope.

Since being admitted to a university in Switzerland, Helena has been deliberately trying to cut off ties with the past and forget the psychological trauma.

But after what happened last night and just now, she finally regained her original heart.

I will punish the criminals in Gotham, become their nightmare, and make them afraid to commit crimes again!

"Uh..." Valerie said with disgust, "Are you actually a fan of Batman? Why are you here to play the role of Batman?"

"Ah?" Helena panicked when she saw Valerie's disgusted expression, "No, Ms. V! I'm serious! Although Batman is partly responsible, I want to be like you more."

And Helena thought Batman's look was dark and a little eerie.

"That's enough. We are just casual acquaintances. You are still a child, right? There is no need to step into danger." Valerie said, biting off the pull ring of an incendiary grenade and throwing it into the pile of corpses.

The flames rose up, like a strange cult sacrificial ritual.

Valerie carried an ice backpack, which could serve as a firefighting measure if the woods were accidentally affected.

"..." Seeing Valerie's clear refusal, Helena pursed her lips. She didn't want to give up yet.

"Please, I'll do anything!" Helena bowed 90 degrees again.

"You are such a..." Valerie was about to refuse again, but suddenly heard sirens coming from a distance.

"What's going on? How can the police be so efficient!" Valerie was shocked.

The body is only half burned, this is really dangerous!

Helena lowered her head and covered her mouth. She remembered that she had called the police not long ago.

NO44. Little follower

After noticing the police car approaching, Valerie no longer cared about Helena and immediately ran out of the woods in another direction.

Although I'm not afraid of the police, it would still be troublesome if I were to get entangled with them.

Although Helena couldn't keep up with Valerie's speed, she still chased in the direction Valerie ran. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Therefore, when a group of policemen with guns in hand and serious expressions went into the woods, all that was left was a pile of burning corpses.

"Is someone trying to summon the evil god..."

Even the experienced Gotham police had never seen such a big scene. They could only cordon off the scene and report to their superiors for handling.

Helena chased after Valerie, but she lost track of V as soon as she ran out of the woods.

Since all the other tourists have left, it is much quieter here.

The park had been cleared of snow, with only a few footprints on the cobblestone path, which was lined with lounge chairs leading to the final fountain.

As the weather was still very cold, there was no water in the fountain and it was as dry as a washbasin.

Helena sighed with loss. It seemed that this was the end of her relationship with the blue-haired girl.

Helena walked down the path and passed the fountain, and she decided it was time to leave.

Helena's leather boots tapped on the cobblestones, and she didn't move very quickly. Perhaps she still had some fantasies in her mind.

Just as she passed the dried-up fountain, her steps suddenly stopped. This was the nth time today that she had stopped suddenly because of hearing strange noises.

The dried-up fountain should have had its water source cut off, or it would have frozen, but Helena heard the faint sound of flowing water, as if the sound came from deep in the empty water pipe.

This is just a small thing. Maybe I have encountered too many strange things recently, which made me a little nervous...

"Hey."

Just as Helena was about to leave, a cool voice called her.

Helena turned around in surprise and saw V standing behind her.

"You can actually notice this. It seems that you are indeed gifted." Valerie nodded.

This sentence made Helena very anxious: "Is there really something in it?"

Valerie looked back to make sure there was no one else around, then looked at Helena: "Although I don't want to involve you, it seems that you won't give up."

"I won't bother you." That was all Helena could say.

"Forget it, you seem to have some skills." Valerie walked to the fountain, her hand groping at the edge of the pool, "If you must come over, then I won't stop you, but you have to be mentally prepared."

"If you are willing to train me, I can do anything... and I have nothing to fear in my life anymore." Helena did not ask what preparations were needed, she expressed her determination with all her strength.

"Really?" Valerie seemed to press something, and the bottom of the dried-up fountain pool opened like a removed plate, and a deep dry well appeared in front of her.

Helena was shocked by the scene. She didn't expect to see such a scene that only appeared in movies in real life.

"Let me tell you one last time." Valerie put on a pair of sunglasses, "If you turn around and leave now, nothing will happen and you can go back to your normal daily life.

If you go down with me, although I will try my best to protect you, you may be targeted by the deepest darkness in Gotham, and your family and your future life will be in danger."

Helena was stunned by Valerie's serious expression. She thought of those strange people who had just come back to life.

"Is the stuff behind that... more evil than gang fighting?"

"What do you think?" Valerie crossed her arms, "Those people were the ones who started this gang war."

Helena was shocked. She looked at Valerie's eyes hidden behind her sunglasses and was speechless for a long time.

She thought again of the miserable plight of her parents and brother, and of her own painful life shrouded in shadow for more than ten years.

"I understand. At this point, I won't back down anymore." Helena nodded solemnly, "I will go down with you."

Helena's determined look made Valerie look up to her.

"Okay." She just said this, then took out a set of clothes from her pocket and handed it to Helena. "Put this on, we have to get down as soon as possible before the police find this place."

After Helena took the clothes, Valerie emphasized: "Hurry up."

Not only are they worried about being caught up by the police, but the police should have already found the bodies of the Claws and may have reported it.

Given the situation in which the Gotham Police Department has been infiltrated like sand, it is possible that the top brass of the Court of Owls have already known about it, and they are very likely to destroy the things underground.

Therefore, they must act quickly.

Fortunately, the clothes Valerie gave Helena were just a purple cloak, which would be used for parachuting later.

After seeing Helena dressed neatly, Valerie simply explained how to control it, then took the lead and jumped down the shaft.

She herself did not care whether Helena would follow or not, but she still heard the sound of a cloak being raised behind her.

The two men descended into the depths of the shaft at the same time. Unlike the damp and narrow environment they had imagined, the bottom of the shaft was made of smooth granite.

"There seems to be no road here..." Helena looked around awkwardly, but she still heard the sound of water behind the wall.

"Here." Valerie just took off her sunglasses, and in Helena's surprised eyes, the wall in front of her opened like an automatic door.

Behind the door was a pure white space, which reminded Valerie of the pure white maze she had visited not long ago. The difference was that here there were no tangled walls, but only countless pillars standing in the huge space.

Valerie walked into the room, knocked a white tile off the floor, and held it in her hand to examine it.

It looks very similar to white metal.

"It's poisonous here. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately." Valerie ordered Helena.

Since Helena had insisted on coming along, Valerie did not choose to send her back.

If you must follow me, you must be able to bear this level of risk.

Valerie walked into the room and approached one of the pillars.

The pillars were not made of white metal, but capsule-like glass windows with a rich green liquid flowing inside.

Helena suddenly realized that the sound of flowing water she heard must have come from these pillars.

Valerie turned on the scan and saw a coffin-like device inside the capsule-like glass column.

NO45. One by one

The coffin was suspended in green liquid, and when Valerie scanned it, it seemed that there was someone inside.

She pulled out the Savage King's sledgehammer from her pocket, swung it beautifully, and smashed the glass pillar with one blow.

Green liquid flowed out, Valerie dodged it sideways, picked up a bottle and tried the next bit.

Let's get it tested when we get back.

After screwing on the bottle cap, the liquid in the column had almost flowed out, and Valerie could finally see the coffin inside.

Contrary to what one might expect, the coffin was not suspended, but was tied vertically to a pipe.

Valerie reached out to hold down the coffin lid, then pulled her hand back.

This thing was too cold. The temperature outside the coffin must be below zero, and the inside should be even colder. This made Valerie think she was back in Mr. Freeze's laboratory.

"Is there anyone inside?" Helena walked behind Valerie. "I heard breathing."

Valerie nodded, she already knew what it was.

If nothing unexpected happens, the person lying inside is the Claw. This is the way the Court of Owls keeps their secret killers when everything is safe.

Valerie looked around the space, which was filled with pillars and had a musty, damp smell in the air.

Although the Court of Owls has a history of three hundred years, this space environment looks like it is less than a hundred years old.

If it had not been renovated, then the densely packed columns here should represent their entire military force in recent decades.

The court should not place a self-destruct device in a room of such special significance.

Do you want to kill them all?

Valerie thought.

Logically speaking, in the current state of hostility, the correct decision is to kill all of the enemy's troops.

But it still felt stressful for Valerie to take the initiative to kill so many strangers when she had never been attacked and no one had hired her.

When she is a cyber psychopath in the game, she has to trick the NPC into scolding her before she goes to the streets.

How about releasing one and letting him cut himself first? That would be a legitimate reason.