Rushing into the hall, Nightwing looked up and saw a scene full of evil spirits!

In the center of the hall was a pool of blood, the scarlet plasma emitting a strong fishy stench, and around the pool of blood hung several naked people, moaning and wheezing sounds.

The whole scene was as if a devil was summoning a ritual to summon something indescribable from the pool of blood.

His gaze swept over the six "sacrifices" that had been hung upside down, and Nightwing quickly recognized that they were the core members of the Blood God Cult, including the sect leader "Blood" and the sect leader's right and left hand "Holy Maiden" Akasha.

On closer inspection, it turned out that the artery in their neck had been inserted into a hollow steel needle, and the blood flowed out slowly and steadily like a trickle, and merged into the pool in the center of the hall, before the pool was dyed into a pool of blood.

For a while, Nightwing was a little confused, not understanding what ritual the Blood God Sect was doing, could it be that the sect leader decided to follow the example of his predecessor cult leader today to commit suicide and dedicate his life to the Blood God?

Could it be that the dead guards committed suicide by poisoning, so that they died neatly without leaving scars?

"Spare me...... I'll tell you the password for your account......"

Just when he was confused, he heard the sect leader "blood" crying and weakly begging for mercy: "Take that damn stinky money and go, I don't believe in any blood gods anymore......"

Only then did Nightwing react, it turned out that this was not a cult ritual, and the sect leader had been tied up by someone for the purpose of brutally interrogating them!

Only then did he realize that there was another person in the room, who was standing in front of the open balcony, with his back to the nightwing and facing the night sky outside, with the scarlet full moon reflecting his back.

Nightwing was originally a person with extremely sensitive five senses, but when he entered the room, he didn't immediately notice the breath of the person standing on the balcony, and even if he saw him now, it seemed as if he had no sense of existence at all, completely integrated with the environment.

In the moonlight, Nightwing could see the man's clothes, he was dressed in a gorgeous black gown, with a cloak draped over his back, a top hat on his head, and a cane in his white-gloved hand, dressed like a standard gentleman.

The man had already noticed Nightwing's gorgeous heroic appearance, and heard his "cry of justice", but he was silent, hiding his breath, and only slowly turned around when he felt the gaze of his gaze.

Nightwing was surprised to find that the man's stature was not tall, he looked less than one meter four, but his first feeling was quite oppressive, so that he didn't notice the other party's short stature for the first time.

The man also wore a mask similar to the blindfold mask Nightwing was wearing, and he couldn't see his entire face, only judging by the exposed nose and chin, the other person seemed to be young, like a teenager.

"Who the hell are you?" Nightwing raised his short stick and cautiously approached slowly, asking, "You killed all the people below?" What do you hang them up for? ”

"Tsk......" The dress geek that night pursed his lips, shook his head in annoyance, and said: "Sure enough, there are gains and losses, and the benefits and risks are always proportional." ”

After a complaint, the evening dress monster raised his head and said in a cold tone: "I am the messenger of the divine judgment who has come to punish these blasphemous hypocrites, mortal, everything here has nothing to do with you, do not interfere with the divine envoy in the exercise of his duties!" Don't get back now! ”

As he spoke, the stranger bared his teeth, a sharp canine tooth appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a strong murderous aura came to his face, the moonlight in the hall dimmed a little, the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, and against the background of the scarlet blood moon, he lived like an evil vampire earl.

Rao is a bold person like Nightwing, and he can't help but shudder, and he really suspects that the Blood God Sect has attracted the wrath of the vampire clan by defrauding them in the name of the Blood God, and it is a real vampire who comes to slaughter them!

Nightwing wasn't scared, though, as he had fought against the most vicious devil like the Joker with Batman, and even if the gown-geek was a vampire that night, he wouldn't back down in fear.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Some of the weirdos I've seen are weirder and scarier than you! You're not even a good-looking weirdo in my hometown! ”

The sturdy young man did not retreat but advanced, took a step forward, rounded the electric shock short stick and smashed it at the evening dress monster, he was going to try his catties and see if he was a human or a ghost!

With a stick slash, the monster moved horizontally, drawing an afterimage on his body, and easily dodged the blow, his body was extremely mysterious and treacherous, and it was really a bit like a vampire's high-speed movement!

The stranger also launched a counterattack with the gentleman's cane in his hand, as soon as his stick technique was displayed, Nightwing fell into a storm-like stick shadow, the stranger is obviously short in stature, but his strength is surprisingly large, not to mention compared to adults, compared to transcendents with super strength, it is simply strange power!

Not to mention the great strength, the monster's stick technique is also exquisite to the extreme, Nightwing himself is already a combat expert and weapon master, and the opponent's realm is obviously a grade higher than him, but whether it is fighting or equipment, he has reached the realm of a grandmaster.

The gentleman's stick slammed into Nightwing from all directions, and if it weren't for the fact that his armor was made of the same polymer material as Batman's armor, which had extremely high defensive power, he was afraid that he would be killed by the stick on the spot.

Even so, Nightwing was beaten like a water dog by the stranger, only to feel that his weak resistance was not as good as a dog beaten with a stick, at least the dog could bark twice or even bite back, and he had no chance to resist.

If Nightwing knew that the stick method that beat him was the "Dog Stick Method", it is estimated that he would not be killed, but he would have been angry to death.

In fact, the gentleman's civilized stick, and the beggar's begging stick, have the same function, that is, to beat dogs and hooligans and bullies.

In eighteenth- and nineteenth-century England, cities were like big garbage dumps, muddy floors, wild dogs were scurrying around, hooligans and bullies were rampant, and gentlemen dared to go out into the streets to save ladies with a stick in their hands.

After a solid fat beating, Nightwing knelt on one knee with a blue nose and swollen face, tried to hold himself up and not fall, raised his head and stared at the stranger with red and swollen eyes, and said with a tight tooth: "Who the hell are you?" Your strength and agility have surpassed those of mortals, messengers of the Blood God...... Are you really a vampire? ”

"Who am I?" The stranger was confused for a moment by the question, and said gloomily: "I also want to know who I am......"

Shaking his head vigorously, the stranger quickly returned to normal and smiled: "Can't you tell from my appearance?" ”

Nightwing really didn't realize that Gotham City did have weirdos who liked to wear formal dresses to commit crimes, such as the Riddler, the Penguin, and the Clown of a certain period, but there really wasn't a super criminal like him.

Seeing Nightwing in a daze, the stranger said in disappointment: "I really don't know anything!" Can't see this? ”

He took a few steps back, returned to the balcony, and with the full moon as the background, he assumed a pose that he thought was cool, and said aloud: "I will not allow any vulgar demon to defile this starry night sky, and in the silent universe, in a certain corner, there is a planet that can play a beautiful melody, and this is the earth." Who wants to spoil this eternal romance and spoil the beautiful melodies of the earth......"

“？”

Nightwing was stunned, he thought that the stranger would report the name of the blood clan of "such and such an earl" or even "such and such a prince", but he did not expect him to come up with such a thunderous remark for no reason.

The stranger concave a cool shape again, and said seriously: "I, the messenger of justice, the partner of the beautiful girls, the night dress mask is on!" ”

"Walter de Fack?" Nightwing couldn't help but curse.

"Good boys, don't swear!"

Nightdress Mask was furious, pointing at Nightwing's nose and saying, "Otherwise, I will punish you on behalf of the moon and hang you with them so that you can accept the punishment of the goddess of the moon!" ”

Nightwing was really stunned, and the strange man said that he was a messenger of the Divine Judgment, and it turned out that he was serving the goddess of the moon, and he was not the god of blood!

"It sounds like you're still a messenger of justice, but why did you kill the guards below?" Nightwing asked, frowning.

The night dress mask said innocently, "You mean the guards who fell asleep?" They were infected with tetrodotoxin and entered a state of suspended animation, and I am not a demon, how can I kill people indiscriminately? ”