Chapter 11 Correction
Gotham at night exudes a prohibitive atmosphere.
The spire of the Gothic building is like a sharp bayonet thrust into the sky.
Suddenly, a shadow swept through the roof of the building, heading straight for a lighted room on the opposite floor, a figure flickering in the window.
Seeing it, he was about to break through the window.
At his side, a blood-red chain stretched out like a long dragon clinging around him in an instant.
The chains were quickly retracted, and the shadow was dragged up to the roof.
Falling off the rooftop, the figure rolls.
A foot suddenly stepped on his chest.
Looking up, he saw the blood-red chains disintegrate into red particles and merge into the palm of one hand, and his eyes moved upward, and a familiar and unfamiliar face appeared.
"It's you!" Mario was shocked.
Ryan shook his head slowly, "You're so disappointing."
Mario was stunned at first, then his eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized.
"Is that you? You made me like this!" His emotions gradually increased, his fangs bulged, his eyes quickly turned red, his body struggled and writhed on the ground, but the legs on his chest were like a mountain, and he could not turn over.
Ryan frowned, "You survived."
Mario yelled, "But you've turned me into a monster!"
"How many people have you killed in just a few days? Are you really that hungry?"
Mario sneered, "Don't you know yourself? All I could imagine in my head was blood! I can smell the blood in anyone I see!"
Ryan shook his head, "No."
"What's wrong! Without...... If I hadn't run fast, my daughter would ......" His face was full of fear, and he immediately glared at Ryan, "Why did you do this?"
Ryan didn't answer, and reached out to him.
The blood can surge, and the activated blood veins in the opponent's body are connected to his breath, and they are of the same origin.
After a moment, he said, "There is no question, there is only one answer."
Mario was stunned, "What?"
"Your self-control is too poor, you are driven by desire, and your intellect is so fragile that you can't even match a piece of paper."
"I ......" he was stunned for a moment, and laughed wildly, "You turned me into this way, and you still blame me for my poor self-control?"
"Isn't it? The sins you have committed are enough to keep you in prison until the day you die, even if you have a family and a daughter, you can't really settle down and be down-to-earth, you always want to get something for nothing, you don't want to do those tiring jobs, you have no perseverance, you don't have perseverance, you lack perseverance, and you are even more immature."
Hearing Ryan's merciless belittlement, he struggled more and more fiercely, and at the same time roared angrily in his mouth, his fangs piercing.
Ryan continued, "Then again, I'm at fault, too."
"Of course you're at fault, it's all your fault!"
"Heh, I just forgot the truth that the nature of the country is easy to change, and even if some people die once, nothing will change."
"Then you're going to kill me!"
Ryan's eyebrows furrowed deeper, "You don't want to live?"
Mario gasped, "If I had to live in this monstrous way, I'd rather die!"
"Then you will die."
Instantly, a look of astonishment appeared on Mario's face.
But Ryan turned lightly in front of his open palm, and the blood energy exploded instantly, and countless fine cracks immediately bloomed in his body, and then, the blood mist rose and fell into Ryan's hand, and the corpse quickly dried up and shriveled.
As soon as the night breeze blew, it was scattered.
Everyone can do something wrong, the key is whether you can learn from it or correct the wrong incident.
Ryan learned a profound lesson: not everyone can stay true to their true heart after transformation.
Blood lust is a fiercer and more unreasonable instinct than ordinary people eating and drinking.
It's a pity that there is one more orphan in the world.
Mario's wife, who had committed suicide after seeing his body that day.
Ryan looked back, "Tomorrow, you go and bring his daughter home."
Selina walked out of the darkness with a panicked face and a lingering image of Mario vampire in her mind.
Stunned, she walked over to Ryan, who reached out and rubbed her head.
"Scared?"
Selina nodded.
Although the impact of this kind of scene cannot be compared with Ryan's previous sucking a person dry and burning it out, the legend of vampires is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so the fear brought by it is naturally superior.
"Look at me." Ryan said.
Selina looked up.
Ryan smiled, the corners of his lips raised, revealing fangs.
Selina was stunned and was about to step back, but Ryan held her arms with both hands, and his head slowly leaned towards her neck.
Serena's body stiffened suddenly, and she trembled slightly.
She thought that she was in danger, and she had no power to resist, so she closed her eyes suddenly, grabbed Ryan's arm, and clasped her fingers inward like cat's claws.
However, after waiting for a long time, she didn't feel any pain except for the warm breath sprayed on her neck.
Slowly opened her eyes, only to see Ryan looking at her expressionlessly.
Surprised and panicked, she immediately pushed Ryan away.
This time, Ryan let go.
So she fell to the ground unsteadily on her feet.
"Cats shouldn't be so daring." Ryan shook his head.
Selina breathed heavily: "I'm human!"
"Then you should get used to it, or just become like me?"
Serena's head shook harder than a rattle.
Ryan stretched out his hand.
"Remember my words, tomorrow...... Take Alfred with you, you may not be able to take her alone, and let Ah Fu help with the adoption process."
"The green-haired girl that day?"
"Yes."
"You ......," Selina frowned slightly, "you're not going to do anything to her, are you?"
Ryan raised an eyebrow, "Not yet."
"You! She's still a child."
"Who isn't?"
Selina bit her lip and thought of a way to convince Ryan.
"If you don't get up, I'm going to bite you." Ryan shook his outstretched hand.
Selina hurriedly held it and got up with the help of force.
Patting her buttocks, she asked, "Is there anything special about her?"
"Why do you say that?"
"You killed his father and brought her back to raise her, isn't this a practice that the villains in the movie often do?" Selina muttered, "And then when she grows up and finds out that you are the real murderer of her father, then she will betray and kill ......
"Huh?"
"Ahem, I'm kidding."
"Mario has already died once, and in her eyes, it's better to die only once."
Serena smiled at this time, "I know, you want to save him, but he doesn't deserve to be saved, so what you did is equivalent to erasing the wrong homework."
"Clever. But you just deliberately said that, I see you have a backbone in the back of your head."
"What do you mean?"
"You're in rebellion."
Back home, Oswald had already taken the start-up capital given to him by Selena and went out to start a business.
Ryan went back to the bedroom and locked the door, pulled back the curtains and stripped himself naked.
While basking in the moon, he also hugged the mother box.
With his first experience, he became familiar with transferring and absorbing the energy of the mother box at this time.
The cube mother box turned milky white under the cover of light energy, and the undulating surface was no longer a violent wave, but a rippling microwave.
It's not enough to light up a star, and
The energy of the mother box is still vast.
In the Marvel Universe, Ryan saw the different universes of Marvel the most, and finally found the DC Universe where he is now.
Similarly, here he is seeing a different universe of DC, yesterday he lit up another DC parallel universe, and now he is lighting up the only Marvel universe that can be seen at the moment.
If he could, he wanted to light up all the stardust.
In this way, it is equivalent to having an extra ability to travel through different universes at any time, although these stardust will dim after using it once and need to be re-injected, but this does not prevent Ryan from gaining and changing many things in each universe.
No matter how bad it is, it seems like every universe has this thing in every universe, right?
The tail of fate, he seems to have caught.