Chapter 632: The Journey
Some time ago, somewhere unknown. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
I don't know where it is, but it's surprisingly dark, as if all the deepest darkness in the world is gathered here. If you have a strong eye like a night cat, you can see mountains of bones and skeletons on the ground, each with an expression and a grudge that has accumulated over several lifetimes.
The light of the fire suddenly lit up, and the flickering flame flickered unsteadily in the darkness. The torches stood in two columns, illuminating a long corridor of white bones piled up with ruby carpets that could not have been found in the palace of the noblest king in the world.
The maiden, draped in a dark blue robe, knelt reverently on the red carpet. She covered her forehead with a high hood, and strands of black hair peeking out from under the brim. Her skin was as white as jade, almost an abnormal kind of white, and her pure appearance didn't seem to be supposed to appear on such a gloomy occasion.
If there's one thing the girl fits in with here, it's her eyes. Like the eyes of evil, the color of hell fire, it is the gaze that you instinctively want to avoid when you look at each other from afar, as if you can not escape the curse of the devil for the rest of your life as long as you look at each other.
In the midst of a pile of dead bones, Bai Sensen's claws stretched out. A sleek skeleton with a head of white hair poking out of the pile of bones and whispered, "I'm sorry, Miss Raven, I didn't mean to disturb, but your father has asked you to rush to Bloodstream, his troops have been assembled, and the time is ripe." ”
"Much faster than I thought." The girl stood up and began to recite something silently, like some ancient incantation.
"The God of Light and Darkness hears my prayers and gives me the strength to accomplish this difficult task. One day, as fate has shown—"
"Justice will rise in the storm!"
Right now.
The shuttle passed through the clouds and moved gently above a white cloud, the roar of its engines echoing above the clouds. The sun shimmered on the white-painted fuselage, and the golden light shimmered on the glass windows.
First Class seats are capable of accommodating an adult with the entire body sunk in, allowing passengers to rest on their backs. Americans seem to have a harder time adapting to the new changes than the first-class cabins around the world with night lights, barstools, wine and widescreen TVs, and business class seats are just that.
Obviously accustomed to sitting on a top-notch vehicle like the Batfighter, Barbara looked extremely excited to sit on an ordinary space shuttle at the moment. Roy didn't understand it in his heart, but he didn't want to dampen her excitement, so he didn't say anything.
He really didn't understand, but this was Barbara's first chance to take her sweetheart on a trip abroad, how could it be the same as patrolling in a Bat fighter?
A month has passed since the Apocalypse invasion, and the world has finally basically returned to order, and Gotham's side has returned to normal operations. It stands to reason that this recovery period will require more manpower, but Batman has offered to suggest that Roy should go out and relax, and even the Justice League has made similar comments to him.
In fact, after a little thought, Roy understood what they meant. During the recent war, Roy's Inquisitor armor fused with the mother box, which more or less invaded his consciousness. No one knows what kind of effect this kind of thing that even gods can't understand will have on a mortal, but the fact that power can change an otherwise ordinary person has been proven by countless people.
So Roy himself thought that maybe he really needed some normal life, to be with the people he liked, to feel alive.
He didn't care where to go, so the idea of going to Paris was Barbara's idea. In fact, she has been to Paris a long time ago, but after all, it is the "romantic capital" in everyone's mouth, and the meaning of bringing special people with her is naturally different.
The first class cabin is located like a private room, with a total of four seats. The two seats opposite the two were empty on the left, and a little girl on the right. She wore a dark blue jacket with skin as white as jasper, and she looked no more than the age of a high school student. From the moment she got on the plane, she pulled her hood to her eyebrows, lowered her head, and hid her hands in her jacket pockets, as if she was very afraid of life.
It's a weird thing. It's obviously an international flight, and it's strange for a little girl of this age to appear here alone, not to mention that her personality makes people feel even more weird.
Barbara accosted her a few times in a friendly manner, but she didn't pay much attention to it, at most she just used words like "um" and "okay" to deal with the problem, like a patient with a communication disorder, who was just staring blankly at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window during the trip, which reminded people of the students who were distracted by the blackboard in class. After a few fruitless conversations, Barbara stopped taking the initiative to talk to her.
Before pulling Roy to lunch, Barbara asked in a friendly manner, "Do you want anything to eat?" I can bring it for you. ”
When asked, the girl's head was hidden deeper, as if she deliberately avoided looking at Barbara.
"No, you don't." The small sound was like a stream, and even made people wonder if it came from her mouth.
"Well, if you catch a cold, you should get more rest. Then let's go to dinner. ”
Barbara said, pulling Roy out. Between leaving, Roy deliberately looked at the girl thoughtfully.
After a brief lunch, the two walked through the crowded restaurant and returned to the private room. Now the girl with her drooping head was gone, leaving only an empty seat. The adjustable recliner has been adjusted back to its original angle, as if no one had slept here.
The two returned to their seats.
Within a few moments, Roy stood up with a "pout".
"What's wrong?" Barbara asked curiously.
Roy frowned and said, "Don't you think...... Strange? ”
"You say this girl? She's always been weird. "Don't tell me you've sniffed out some earth-shattering conspiracy from this little girl," Barbara said......
"That's not what I'm talking about." Roy shook his head.
"So what's that...... Seems to be getting quiet outside? ”
She followed Roy into the hallway. Suddenly, there was no one in the long aisle outside, and it was as quiet as a nap time in kindergarten.
Barbara was surprised, "What's going on?" ”
"There's a problem with space." Roy said with a solemn expression, "The contact with the mother box has made me very sensitive to spatial fluctuations now, even without the help of armor...... Something is wrong with the space we're in, and it looks like it's supposed to be ...... Some kind of space magic. (To be continued.) )