Chapter 140 The Mask Society's Shock

In a factory under dim light, there were broken walls and piles of garbage and waste everywhere. There was a faint smell of decay in the factory, mixed with the smell of rust on steel.

"Cough cough cough!"

The slight cough broke the silence in the factory. At this moment, in this remote and dilapidated factory, there stood a large group of people with different figures and masks. Some of them carried swords or held various guns in their hands.

Everyone was silent, looking at the man with a black mask sitting on the factory hanger with a hint of fanaticism.

Slowly removing the mask, the man revealed a face that was burned by the flames. His upper lip and lower lip were partially connected, and there was blood on his slightly yellowed teeth. The corners of his mouth were grinning, directly tearing the flesh and blood connected between them.

Despite such a bloody and terrifying side, the man did not change his face, as if he could not feel any pain. He looked at the fanatical members of the Mask Society below.

"Long time no see, how are you all doing recently?"

"Boss, since you lost your leadership, our forces have been repeatedly suppressed by those damn and despicable guys. Not only the Batman who shouted justice all day and sent you to the police station, but also the more frequent vampires in the East District, and even those colleagues in the underground world dare to suppress us!"

A sturdy man wearing a brown bear mask said with tears in his eyes. He couldn't imagine that the power that once dominated the entire Gotham underground world was now being teased by these big fish and shrimps!

Black Mask did not interrupt his subordinates' complaints. After listening to these people patiently, his eyes became deeper.

"Don't provoke those vampires!"

"..."

The people who were originally angry were stunned, and they all looked at their boss in surprise. In their impression, the boss who was fearless and even Batman was not afraid of him, but now he was afraid of those monsters who only knew how to hide in the dark?

That's right, in the minds of the Masked Society, compared to Batman, the vampires are not human, but terrible monsters hidden in the dark.

They allow themselves to be afraid, but they don't allow their boss Black Mask to be afraid!

If everyone is afraid, who else dares to stand up against them?

"I'm not afraid of those vampires, but have you ever thought about the one standing behind them?"

"Blood God..."

"S..."

The criminals in the crowd, who were originally excited and flushed, took a breath of cold air. Although the Blood God has disappeared for a long time, his legend has never disappeared. With the emergence of vampires, he, as the source of vampires, has been deified. Even those vampires can't handle it. If they encounter the Blood God, they probably...

"In addition to that group of monsters, our target should be the kitten and Batman. One is our means of eliminating justice, and the other is our revenge!"

Black Mask shouted in a deep voice, and everyone looked at each other.

"Boss, are you talking about that catwoman?"

"That guy, damn it, who does she think she is, and dares to come to trouble us!"

"Yesterday my brothers finally smuggled a source of goods, but that guy took it all away in one go. Now they are all sent to prison. With our current capabilities, we can't get them out at all."

"Damn it, it's still those damn vampires, who dares to show up now?"

"But that guy seems to be a member of the Judgment Council! Although he may not be the vampire of the Blood God..."

Just as the crowd was indignant, a discordant word fell, and everyone's voices fell silent.

Yes, they all forgot that the Blood God did not represent a single organization. Above it there is an existence called the Judgment Council, and the Blood God is just one of the chairmen...

Thinking of the Blood God's horror, invulnerability, infinite power, and the rumored devil-like appearance, combined with the current vampires who like to suck the blood of criminals, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill all over their bodies... They seemed to be not in the same league as the other party!

"Don't worry, that guy is definitely not from the Judgment Council!"

The voice of the black mask made everyone's eyes focus on him again.

He clapped slowly, looking at a dark corner of the factory, his black robe fluttering, a ghostly figure, passing through the afterimages, quickly came to his side, the faces of the members of the Mask Society changed drastically, and some even took out their guns.

The members of the Mask Society who had met the vampire couldn't help but exclaimed. The familiar speed of movement and the breath that seemed to be facing a higher-level creature made them recognize the sudden arrival in front of them at once.

No, it was the species that recognized the arrival!

Under the dark cloak, the golden slightly curly long hair was exposed, and between the thick hair ends was the man's blood-red pupils. He wiped the corners of his mouth lightly, and he seemed to have just eaten!

All the people took out their guns or knives, guns, sticks, and looked at the vampire who suddenly rushed out with a serious look.

Even though they were surrounded by their companions, they also felt a huge crisis.

"Haha, Black Mask, your men are making a big fuss. It seems that they are really scared by those guys!"

"Brother, I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Seeing their boss Black Mask talking happily with the vampire who came, the members of the Mask Society below the factory were all stunned.

"The reason why I am sure that guy is just a show-off and not a member of the Judgment Council is because of my new friend... Soter!

From his appearance, I believe everyone is familiar with him. Yes, he is a vampire, but he is not one of those guys who always shout about judging sin and sucking the blood of sin. He is a lost person, a second-generation blood descendant!"

"Sh, second-generation blood descendant... Isn't this the type of vampire leader who ran to the central area of ​​Gotham and made a fuss?"

All the people in the venue showed a trace of panic in their eyes. The second-generation blood descendant means that this person must have other third-generation blood descendants in his hands. Facing such a group of immortal guys, how can they not be afraid?

"Haha, I have great respect for the Blood God, but I stay away from him. My master and I do not agree with his ideas!"

Soter looked directly at the crowd below with guns pointed at him, and there was no fear on his face.

Seeing that the men below were still unmoved, the black mask looked a little ugly.

"Put down your guns!"

Sensing the suppressed anger in their boss's mouth, the members of the Mask Society reluctantly put down their guns.

"That little cat is just using the name of the Judgment Council to promote the so-called justice. She does not belong to any speaker of the Judgment Council at all!"

Sote said decisively, his eyes swept over the criminals who were talking below, his eyes were full of contempt. Except for their boss Black Mask, who made him look at him with a new look, the others were just low-class food in his eyes!

Recalling the orders of the boss Kyle in his mind, according to his current observation, it is very likely that many speakers of the Judgment Council did not come to Gotham. The only one who stood alone in Gotham and showed his invincibility was the Blood God. Even the original judge did not seem to show the terrifying power of the Blood God.

So he asserted that the catwoman who was ambiguous and unilaterally claimed that she was the Judgment Council was just showing off!

Soter's thoughts came to an end. He looked at the criminals who were gradually showing excitement and enthusiasm under the call of Black Mask. He enjoyed the awe and admiration of the criminals.

He knew that he had successfully entered the largest criminal organization in Gotham, and the master's plan would be implemented soon!