Chapter 1327 The Messenger of Divine Punishment

After rushing into the hall, Yeyi raised his eyes and saw an evil scene!

There was a blood pool in the center of the hall. The scarlet plasma exuded a strong stench. There were several naked people hanging upside down around the blood pool. The moans and gasps were made by them.

The whole scene was like a devil summoning ritual, about to summon something indescribable from the blood pool.

Looking across the six "sacrifice" that were hung upside down, Nightwing quickly recognized that those people were the core members of the Blood God Cult, including the leader "Blood" and the leader's right-hand man "Saint" "Akasha.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that a hollow steel needle had been inserted into their carotid arteries. The blood flowed out slowly and steadily like a trickle, and merged into the pool in the center of the hall, dyeing the pool into... Blood pool.

For a moment, Ye Yi was a little confused and didn't understand what ritual the Blood God Cult was performing. Could it be that the leader decided to imitate the previous cult leaders and commit suicide today and dedicate his life to the Blood God?

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

"Spare me...I'll tell you the account password right now..."

While he was doubting, he heard the leader "blood" weakly begging for mercy with a cry: "Take those damn stinky money and leave, I don't believe in any blood god anymore..."

Only then did Ye Yi realize that this was not some cult ritual. The leader and others had been tied up for the purpose of brutally interrogating them!

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

Yeyi is a person with extremely keen senses, but when he entered the room, he didn't immediately notice the aura of the person standing on the balcony. Even if he saw him now, he felt as if he had no sense of existence at all and was completely different from him. The environment blends into one.

Under the moonlight, Nightwing could clearly see the man's clothes. He was wearing a gorgeous black dress, a cape on his back, a top hat on his head, and a cane in his white-gloved hand. He looked like a standard gentleman. .

The man had long been aware of Ye Yi's heroic appearance and heard his "cry of justice", but he responded silently and hid his breath. Only when he sensed his gaze did he slowly turn around. .

Ye Yi was once again surprised to find that the man was not tall, looking less than 1.4 meters tall, but his first impression was quite oppressive, so that he did not notice the other person's figure immediately. short.

The man's face also wore a mask similar to the one worn by Nightwing. His entire face could not be seen, and he could only judge from the exposed nose and chin. He seemed to be very young, like a teenager.

"Who are you?" Nightwing raised his short stick, cautiously and slowly approached, and asked, "Did you kill the people below? Why did you hang them up?"

"Tsk..." The geek in the evening dress curled his lips and shook his head in annoyance: "As expected, there are gains and losses. The gains and risks are always proportional."

After complaining, the weirdo in the evening dress raised his head and said in a cold tone: "I am the messenger of divine punishment who came to punish these blasphemous hypocrites. Mortals, everything here has nothing to do with you. Don't interfere with the exercise of the divine messenger." It’s his duty! Why don’t you get out of here quickly!”

As he spoke, the stranger bared his teeth, revealing a sharp canine at the corner of his mouth. A strong murderous aura rushed towards his face. The moonlight in the hall dimmed a bit, and the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees. Against the background of the scarlet blood moon, He looks like an evil vampire count.

Even a brave person like Nightwing couldn't help but shudder. He really suspected that the Blood God Cult used the name of the Blood God to defraud and attracted the anger of the vampire clan. The person who came to massacre them was a real vampire. !

However, Nightwing is not intimidated. Back then, he and Batman had fought against a vicious devil like the Joker. Even if the weirdo in the tux was really a vampire, he would not shrink back from fear.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Some of the weirdos I've seen are weirder and scarier than you! Where I'm from, you're not even considered a weirdo with outstanding appearances!"

The vigorous young man did not retreat but moved forward. He took a step forward, swung the electric shock stick and hit it at the geek in the evening dress. He wanted to test his strength and see if he was a human or a ghost!

Swinging the stick, the strange man moved horizontally, leaving an afterimage of his body, and easily dodged the blow. His movement was extremely mysterious and cunning, and it really looked a bit like the high-speed movement of a vampire!

Stranger also used the gentleman's cane in his hand to launch a counterattack. As soon as he used his stick technique, Nightwing was caught in the shadow of a violent storm of sticks. Stranger was obviously short in stature, but his strength was surprisingly strong, let alone fighting. Compared to adults, they are no better than extraordinary beings with super strength. It is simply a monster!

Not only is the strength extremely powerful, the weirdo's stick skills are also exquisite to the extreme. Yeyi himself is already a fighting expert and weapons master, but the opponent's realm is obviously a level higher than his, and both fighting and weapons have reached the level of a master. territory.

The gentleman's club hit Nightwing from all directions. If his armor wasn't made of the same polymer material as Batman's armor, which has extremely high defense, he would have been beaten to death on the spot.

Even so, Nightwing was beaten by the stranger like a drowned dog. He felt that his extremely weak resistance was simply worse than a dog that had been beaten with a stick. At least the dog could bark twice or even bite back. He was There was no chance of resistance.

If Yeyi knew that the stick technique used to beat him was the "Dog Beating Stick Technique", he would probably be angry to death instead of being beaten to death.

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

In England in the 18th and 19th centuries, cities were like big garbage dumps. The ground was muddy, wild dogs were roaming everywhere, gangsters and bullies were rampant, and gentlemen only dared to go to the streets to save ladies with a stick in their hand.

After receiving a solid beating, Yeyi knelt down on one knee with a bruised nose and face, trying hard to hold himself up so as not to fall down. He raised his head and stared at the stranger with red and swollen eyes, and said through clenched teeth: "Who are you? Yours?" The strength and agility have surpassed that of mortals, the messenger of the Blood God... Are you really a vampire?"

"Who am I?" The stranger was confused for a moment when he was asked, and said grimly: "I also want to know who I am..."

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

Nightwing really didn't realize that there were indeed weirdos in Gotham City who liked to wear formal clothes to commit crimes, such as the Riddler, the Penguin and the Joker in a certain period, but there really were no super criminals like him.

Seeing Yeyi in a daze, Stranger said in disappointment: "How ignorant! Can't you even see that?"

He took a few steps back and returned to the balcony. With the full moon as the background, he struck a pose that he thought was cool and said loudly: "I will never allow any vulgar devil to tarnish this starry night sky. In a certain corner of the universe of sound, there is a planet that can play beautiful melodies. This is the earth. Who wants to destroy this eternal romance and the beautiful melodies on the earth..."

"Eh?"

Nightwing was stunned. He had thought that the stranger would give out the blood clan name of "a certain count" or even "a certain prince", but he didn't expect that he would make such shocking remarks for no reason.

The weirdo made another cool look and said seriously: "I, the messenger of justice, the partner of beautiful girls, put on the evening dress mask!"

"Walter Defark?" Nightwing couldn't help but cursed.

"Good boys don't say bad words!"

Tuxedo Mask was furious, pointing at Nightwing's nose and scolding: "Otherwise, I will punish you on behalf of the moon, hang you up with them, and let you accept the divine punishment of the Moon Goddess!"

Nightwing was really confused. The strange guy said that he was the Messenger of Divine Punishment. It turned out that he served the Goddess of the Moon, not the Blood God!

"It sounds like you are still a messenger of justice, but why did you kill the guards below?" Nightwing frowned and asked.

Tuxedo Mask said with an innocent face: "You mean those sleeping guards? They were poisoned by tetrodotoxin and entered a state of suspended animation. I'm not a demon, so why would I kill people indiscriminately?"