Gotham, which has been shrouded in dark clouds all year round and is in the shadows, is like purgatory on earth at the moment.

The streets were already in chaos, and countless people were fleeing in all directions, hoping to survive this terrible catastrophe, but their fears would not affect the outcome, and even attract more demons.

The sirens of police cars were heard throughout the neighborhood, but these lines were nothing more than candles in the wind, and the Gotham Police Department was not prepared for the sudden invasion of the enemy, and many of the officers were temporarily mobilized.

Under the attack of the demons, the defense line of the police is gradually crumbling, and those bullets are okay against ordinary demons, but in the face of the Destruction Day demons, it is no different from burning sticks.

But even so, they still didn't give up, and the entire Gotham Police Department was empty, and all the incumbent members were put into combat positions.

They shouted 'GCPD' and headed for the most crowded neighborhood, where countless demons were slaughtering civilians and where they were most needed.

The guns roared, and the battle lasted less than half an hour, and a third of Gotham had already fallen, and by the time the people reacted, the isolated island outside the interior was already isolated.

"Director, there's no news from Batman yet!?"

The bat warning lights were lit again, and above the heavy dark clouds, a bright bat symbol hung above the canopy, but at this time, this symbol of courage and hope did not play any role.

"There has been no response so far, and I'm afraid we'll have to rely on ourselves." Director Gordon stood on the rooftop, looking at the western half of the area caught in flames, his expression solemn.

Originally, whenever there was a crisis event, Batman would predict it in advance and come forward to solve it, but now, Gotham has reached the point of life and death, and Batman and others have not reacted at all, which is obviously unreasonable.

Director Gordon had to interrupt the worst, and if Batman didn't show up at this point, then there was only one possibility.

"Sanjiu Avenue has been lost, and all three of our teams have lost contact, Director, what should we do?" A police officer couldn't help but shout anxiously.

"Gather the men and gather them all!"

Chief Gordon didn't have time to think about anything else, he loaded his pistol, turned to the detectives beside him, and spoke. "We don't have enough police to support the whole city, so it's a top priority to create a safe zone."

"What about those lost cities, where there are still many civilians who have not escaped." The young detective looked a little desperate.

"I can't care so much, contact all the teams, how many more people do we have?"

Chief Gordon waved his hand, then looked at the older detective next to him and asked.

"Thirty, I guess." The elderly detective sighed, his heart heavy.

"Thirty-one, how."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice appeared on the rooftop.

The detectives turned their heads in surprise, but saw an existence they would never believe, and slowly walked up the stairs with a smirk.

It was a man in a suit, and he looked well-dressed like an elite, but when the scene shifted to his face, it was enough to make anyone frown.

I saw that the left side of the man's face was completely disfigured, and the terrifying and hideous flesh turned out of the skin, which was disgusting.

"Harvey!?"

Director Gordon's eyes widened as he looked at the man speechless for a long time.

"Hi James, are you surprised to see me?"

The two-faced man smiled slightly, his eyes full of madness. "I don't think it's a good time to catch up, it's time to go."

Swallowing slowly, Director Gordon nodded slightly, and then nodded more and more solemnly.

"yes."

Looking around, watching everyone's eyes focus on him, Director Gordon only felt an indescribable power surging from the bottom of his heart, and he gritted his teeth.

"Gentlemen, it's time to go!"

The smoke of gunfire was thick and the artillery was blazing, and all the gangs in Gotham were lively at this moment.

Although the combat power and number of those demons were chilling, these people did not hesitate at all, and completely spontaneously threw themselves into the battle.

The sound of artillery shells continued to sound in various places, and the explosions of submachine guns and howitzers came and went, adding a flame to this war.

The Iceberg Restaurant, where the entire building is constantly shaking under artillery fire.

But as the eldest of the Cobott family, the penguin was sitting at the table, knife and fork in hand, and he was torturing where to start to break down the steak on the plate in front of him.

Suddenly, an old man with a bloody face rushed over, and he stumbled all the way to the penguin's table, and fell to the ground because he ran too fast.

“boss！ Those monsters rushed up again, many people on the front line died, Maximilian Zeus's stronghold has been breached, and our people are probably about to be unable to withstand it. ”

Hearing this, the penguin man finally took his eyes off the steak.

The invasion of the demons was sudden, but at first, the gangsters were not afraid, because for them, the sky fell and the guys of the Justice League were on top of it.

But after so much time, let alone the Justice League, even Batman didn't know where to go, and now, these godfathers gradually realized the seriousness of the problem.

Maximilian wasn't the first gang to go to war, and likewise, he wasn't the first super-criminal to die.

Five minutes earlier, the Penguins had received the news that the Death Shooter was covering the death of their daughter.

The corners of the penguin's mouth trembled slightly, his eyes were wild, and beads of sweat slipped down his forehead, but he still forced a smile.

"Maxi is just a piece of trash, send all of us out, and we must not let those monsters defile my kingdom."

"But, but all our communications have been cut off."

"What did you say?"

When the penguin man heard this, his eyes were fixed on the old man, and he gasped as if he were suppressing some uncontrollable force.

"What about the others, what about the people here!?"

"The people here are protecting you, and they are our last armed force, so you can't send them out!"

The old man got up tremblingly, held the table with both hands, and spoke cautiously.

"We, we might be able to pull out."

"Withdraw?"

The penguin man is pale and roars loudly! (This is my city)!! ”

He stood up abruptly, limped around the table and came to the old man.

Grabbing the old man by the collar, the penguin man pulled him hard in front of him, and said word by word with trembling and frantic voices, clenching his teeth.

"Gotham is a part of me, and if those monsters out there want to take it away, they're going to kill me first!"

The angry penguin man tensed his body like a solid rock, his eyes staring at him with hideous blood all over his pupils, and his cheeks were extremely white.

After a pause, the penguin's voice suddenly weakened, and he asked as if he was muttering.

"Do you understand?"

The old man who was holding on to him could only tremble uncontrollably, and he couldn't say a word except nodding.

The next moment, the penguin man roared with all his strength.

"Then get that damn gun!!"

The deafening roar frightened the old man and ran out.

In the huge dining room, only the penguin man was left, and he gasped for breath.

Hoo-ha-huh-ha-ha-

On his forehead, the tiny blood vessels became bulging like muscles and bones, and the penguin man looked at the direction the old man left in a daze, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

His eyes were staring at each other, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets.

After a long time, the penguin man turned around and picked up the wine glass from the table and dried it in one gulp.

Then he picked up the assault rifle that had been prepared under the dining table and strode out.

Although his steps were limping, he was unusually determined!

(End of chapter)