Chapter 971: Battle for the Tower (V)

When Batman woke up again, a dim halo appeared in front of his eyes. He rubbed his eyes with his hands, and then looked at his palms, which were still scratched and covered with a lot of gravel.

He remembered that he saw Schiller being swallowed by a giant sandworm, so he jumped onto the sandworm's back, grabbed the sharp corners on the top of the sandworm's head, and punched the sandworm in the eyes. The sandworm felt pain and went back underground.

The tunnel that the sandworm used to pass through underground had been opened up long ago. When the huge body passed through the tunnel, there were some gaps with the edge, so Batman was not thrown off.

However, Batman was scratched in many places because he passed through the extremely narrow gap quickly. Finally, when the sandworm jumped out of the ground again, the hard soil layer hit Batman's head and made him faint.

Recalling these, Batman tried to open his eyes. He saw two burning torches hanging on the wall in front of him. The gaps between the broken bricks were full of moss, and there were some water stains on the cold ground.

He just sat up when he heard a familiar voice from behind: "You woke up, how do you feel?"

Batman looked back and saw Schiller standing behind him. Batman narrowed his eyes and asked: "Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine. When the sandworm bit me, I found that it didn't straighten its muscles, didn't bite hard, and there was still a gap between its teeth. It seemed that it didn't intend to eat me, so I didn't dodge." Schiller shook his head and looked at Batman and said:

"I've said it before, you'd better regain your sanity quickly and stop staying in those traumatic memories. I'm not a weak and innocent victim. I don't need you to save me..."

"So, where are we now?" Batman asked in a hoarse voice. Schiller shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Then he looked up again and looked at the room. This is a very typical cell. The three walls are all dark stone brick walls, and the wall facing the front is an iron fence. There is a small door on the fence with a huge lock hanging on it.

There were two torches on the inner wall for lighting. With the weak light, it was clear that there were two straw mats on the ground. There seemed to be some blood under the straw mats.

Schiller glanced at Batman's face, shook his head and said, "Okay, considering your poor mental state, I'll do it this time."

After that, he half-knelt down, touched the edge of the straw mat, and then said, "This should be the vines in hell. After some treatment, it was woven into a straw mat. According to the flora on the hillside where we were before, this place is probably far away from our foothold."

"The whole straw mat is about two meters, but this is hell, so the demons that were once imprisoned here should also be small-sized species with a human body shape, which is completely different from the demon soldiers we saw on the battlefield."

Schiller lifted the straw mat again, looked at the blood stains below and said, "From the direction of the blood flow, if the person lying here is a kind of If he is a humanoid creature, then the wound on his back should have burst and bled, causing the blood to seep through the mat under him and flow onto the ground. "

Schiller exhaled and coughed twice, and Batman finally came back to his senses a little. He glanced at the straw mat that Schiller had thrown aside, and then said: "There are some body tissues of unknown creatures between the gaps, which look like the remains of wounds."

After that, he also squatted down, looked at the gaps in the straw mat, twisted the blood on it with his fingers, and said: "It looks like a scar left by a whip. After lying on the straw mat, because of turning over, the wound split open, bleeding, and seeping onto the ground. "

"So, we can be sure that this is a cell, and it once held a small-sized demon who had been tortured. "Schiller continued his words.

"Listen, Batman, you should realize that the current situation is not optimistic. Before you show mercy and save those petty personalities, shouldn't you think of a way to save the two of us first?"

Batman said without raising his head: "This bloodstain has accumulated here. It seems that he has lost his ability to move. And here, this trace on the ground should be that this demon was dragged out..."

"This means that this is not an unsupervised prison. There must be a jailer managing this place, and the sandworm may be their means of arresting people, and the captured slaves will be imprisoned here."

"From the traces of this small demon being dragged, the demon dragging him is not big, at least, it is not much bigger than this small demon, otherwise, he can just pick up this demon and there will be no trace on the ground..."

"The jailer who manages this place may have the key. As long as we can subdue him first, we can..."

When he said this, Batman looked up at Schiller. He saw that Schiller found another wall and sat down against it, letting the moss on the wall rub against his suit jacket.

Batman found that Schiller's breathing frequency was a little wrong, so he looked at Schiller and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Allergic reaction, don't worry about me, just keep talking." Schiller said while taking a deep breath, but Batman narrowed his eyes and said, "Whether it is psychological stimulation or physical allergy, there should be no such strong reaction after being away from the allergen."

Batman was indeed wondering what was going on with Schiller's allergic symptoms. If he had been trapped in a city full of broccoli before, he might have been very weak, but this was already hell. After being away from allergens for such a long time, he still had such a strong reaction, which made Batman feel a little confused.

Schiller kept his head down, so Batman couldn't see his expression at all. Just when he wanted to continue asking, he heard a series of footsteps coming from the door. He immediately lowered his voice and said to Schiller, "Stay here and don't move, attract his attention."

After that, he used the corner of the wall next to him to jump to the protruding edge of the door, which happened to be in the visual blind spot of the door.

After a while, a demon with dark green skin and two long fangs opened the door of the cell. Just as Batman and Schiller estimated, the demon was over two meters tall, had two big feet, and had very long arms. He looked like an orangutan.

He bared his fangs and pushed open the door of the cell. He seemed to be a little curious about where the other prisoner had gone. But as soon as he entered the cell, a shadow fell behind him.

Batman stretched out his arm, strangled the demon's neck tightly, and then cut his throat with the sharp edge of his gauntlet.

The splashing blood made Batman frown. Schiller, who was sitting in the same place, seemed to be better. He coughed twice and said, "Are you wondering why the demons in hell can also be killed by slit throats?"

"Ahem, everything in the world is created by God. God's creation ideas are always consistent, and the aesthetics have not changed much. Therefore, whether it is heaven, hell or the human world, the appearance, nature and ability of creatures are not much different."

"The operating rules of hell, heaven and the human world are basically the same. Different races, different forms, consistent infighting and competition. To some extent, hell is better than the human world."

Batman glanced at the body of the jailer, then took the key from his waist. He came to the door of the cell, looked out, and said: "I didn't hear any patrol footsteps. We should be able to leave here."

"You can go out first, but I have to stay here for a while." Schiller still said with his head down.

"What happened to you?" Batman stared at Schiller and asked, "This doesn't look like a side effect of an allergic reaction."

Schiller's shoulders trembled a little, but he didn't look like he was weak. He just coughed hard and said, "Don't worry about it. If you need my help, just say it. I think I can..."

As soon as he said this, Batman turned and left, leaving only one sentence echoing in the empty cell: "I'll go outside to see the situation first."

"...He's always like this, right?" Schiller said to himself while panting, "No, you can't deny the results of my education. We all know what he would have become..."

Schiller's shoulders began to tremble again, but it was indeed not because of weakness and cold. He kept his head down, and the shadow covered his expression, but if you look closely, you can see that under the shadow, the corners of his mouth were raised high.

Batman left the cell and followed the narrow prison passage all the way to the ground. Standing in the shadow of the door and looking out, Batman found that this seemed to be a mine, with all kinds of demons shuttling between the mines.

Among them were supervisors in uniforms, and slaves in shackles and covered with scars. The underground prison where Batman was located was located behind a mine, so he could not see the whole picture of the mine.

Batman stood at the door and observed the patrol route of the guards. The guards here were obviously not professional. The patrol was just a show. The five-man guard team walked sparsely and the guards were absent-minded.

So Batman easily bypassed the guards and came to the other side of the mine. He climbed to the halfway point of the mountain along the log rack where the mining machine was set up.

Then, he took the mine elevator to the top of the mountain. Here, the structure of the entire mine was in full view. There were three large mines and five small mines in the whole mine, and the mine machines were scattered all over the skyline.

The demons mining here were not of the same race. Some were green-skinned, some were red-skinned, some had two legs and two hands, and some looked like large fleas.

The most conspicuous thing is that on the right rear side of Batman, there is a mine gate built with hundreds of logs. There is a series of hellish words written on it. Batman does not recognize them, but the letters connected together look a bit like Latin, and the transliteration is "Tunston Mine".

Batman silently memorized the map of the mine in his mind, and at the same time, he worked out the most reliable escape route in his mind. This is not difficult, because most of the demon guards are neglecting their duties, and the patrol strength is not even as strong as the gangster family estate in the northern part of Gotham.

Seeing the huge sandworms crawling in the sand of the mine, Batman knew that this was most likely a means for the mine to capture slaves. The owner of the mine drove these sandworms to travel through the sand of hell, holding the lone demons in their mouths and bringing them back to the mine to become mining slaves.

And these huge sandworms are strong and fast. If they cannot be eliminated, even if they can escape, they will easily be caught again.

Just as Batman was thinking about a solution, suddenly, he saw a very familiar figure appearing in the team of miner slaves, and Batman exclaimed:

"Alfred??!!!!"

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