Chapter Ninety-One: Nowhere to Run
The man pouted, picked off the remaining pieces of flesh with a disgusted expression, and then waved his hand casually, and a black mist appeared out of thin air, hiding him in it again, as if this guy didn't want to show his appearance in front of others.
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, they came to the top of the cliff, looking at the big pits that had been retested all over the ground, and the clumps of flesh and blood around them, as well as the terrible knife on the rock, they couldn't help frowning.
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 doing, even with such terrifying destructive power, he is still safe and sound?
Then...... The crowd suddenly parted left and right, making a way, and Bruce Wayne, who was still spasming, walked out with difficulty.
Probably because he hadn't been out of the bat cave for a long time, he was very uncomfortable with the sea breeze outside.
"Oh~ I've almost forgotten what the air outside the cave smells like." He muttered, then looked around at the tattered surroundings.
"What about them?" He asked.
The black mist spread his hand: "Of course it's gone..... Since they can break through your surveillance and come here in an instant, then they can definitely escape in an instant, right? β
Wayne was silent for a moment, indeed, these people had suddenly disappeared from a long time ago, and all the satellite surveillance he had arranged on the planet could not find their location.
"So, in this world, there are still humans you haven't handled, right?" The black mist asked lightly: "Otherwise, with that group of people, how could it be possible to block the surveillance network you have built up for so many years in such a short period of time?" β
Wayne will not hide anything from this time anymore, he nodded: "Yes, of course there are survivors, how can the human race be exterminated because I am alone?" β
"Are you not able to destroy them, or do you still have the unrealistic idea that even if this place is a source of sin, those humans can still make this place better on their own?"
A very intimidating smile appeared on Wayne's hideous face, but ...... He didn't speak.
"Your family has always been like this, and it was the same when I was in Gotham, it's obviously a city that has rotted 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, but now, everything has changed, this curse is about to end, and all the universes will change because of your generation, so I just want you to take that habit away." β
"Hey, 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 dictate what I'm going to do, of course, I'm going to do it perfectly. β
When Wayne spoke, his voice was a little interrupted several times, which showed how much his body had collapsed, but the determination and unquestionable meaning of these words still made [Sin] shrug helplessly.
Well, while he could wave his hand and kill this Wayne right now, ...... The people around him, those who have inherited the versions of Superman, Flash and other powers, as well as the chaotic setting of this world, [Sin] can guess that when this Wayne dies, there will definitely be an absolute chaos.
He didn't want his plans to go haywire.
So ...... "Okay, okay, it's me who is too talkative." He said, "But you can't leave that group of people alone now, they can now save a person from under your nose, and next time they can take your head away from your neck." β
"......I know," Wayne responded, "but it's just what I want when they take that slipping through the net with Wayne." β
"Huh?" Sins frowned.
"If they are left here by you, or killed directly, it will be good, but if you don't have that kind of strength, of course I have already prepared a backhand."
"What~......?" The [Sin] 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 together on the other side?" Although the only intact [power] was thrown out of the atmosphere by me, those half-hung [cosmic elements] can be taken out at random, and one is enough for you to drink a pot......"
Before [Sin] could finish chattering, Wayne directly interrupted him and clapped his hands.
Soon, the already reformed butler, Alfred, stepped out of the crowd.
"Young Masterβ" He bowed his head slightly.
"Get the bats out there, locate the dust, and let's go see where those guys are hiding?" Wayne said.
[Sin] frowned: "Positioning? This...... Listen to you, you have a way to find where those people are hiding? β
"Of course." Wayne smiled and replied, "This is the Bat Cave, my home, do you think I wouldn't be aware of someone hiding in my house and eavesdropping on our conversation?" β
"Uh-so-"
"That's right, I deliberately let his eavesdropping go so smoothly because...... That guy is a decoy. "In this bat cave, all the bats live in a kind of dust, and they've been trained since they were born...... The slippery Bruce Wayne crawled in from a cave at the top of the cliff, and must have disturbed a lot of bats, and when they flew out of the hole, the dust on their bodies must have fallen on each other's bodies, and this dust can lead us to each other's hiding place. β
Let's talk about it.
"Squeak squeakβ"
A series of shrill cries, with the dense sound of countless wings flapping, and then Sin saw that countless bats flew out of the various holes in the cliff, covering the sky like a plague of locusts, and they screamed and flew in a certain direction.
Alfred pulled out a small projector from behind him, and on top of the projection, there was a large dense red dot, and it seemed that each bat was loaded with a signal source.
These bats track the dust endlessly, until the moment they die of exhaustion, and this tracking is completely dependent on biological instinct, even the most sophisticated instruments cannot shield it.
Those people...... There is nowhere to run.