Chapter 2430: Battle for the Cloak (XVII)
Chapter 2461: The Battle for the Cape (Seventeen)
Dick was not sure what would happen if he ran to the car now and saw himself in another time and space and woke them up, but he thought that his appearance here was not without reason.
When he was in the car, Dick vaguely remembered that there was indeed a tall building around, and he might be able to see where their car was from the angle, but there were so many buildings around, and it appeared here, I'm afraid it must be a trick of the thick fog.
Dick chose the safest and most conservative way, which was to stay where he was, because he didn't know if there would be any new abnormal reactions if he broke the window and jumped down now, so the best way was to stay put.
But after he stayed there for about a minute, he found that the fog on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office began to surge and gradually formed some patterns.
Dick walked closer and took a closer look, and found that the pattern that the fog was condensing into was some eyes, which was consistent with the abnormal phenomenon of huge eyes appearing in the sky mentioned in the previous eyewitness report of the mysterious thick fog.
Dick took a few steps back. He wanted to go to the side to see if there was any difference between the eyes, but the moment he took a step, all the eyeballs followed him.
Dick jumped back in shock and hit the sofa behind him. The pain in his arms and waist told him that this was not an illusion.
Then at this moment, all the eyes narrowed and turned into cold, malicious smiles, which made Dick's heart grow colder and colder.
He thought he should stay away from the glass, so he crossed the entire office and stood by the door. He swore that he didn't push the door at all, but the door opened by itself.
On the other side of the door was another office, which was arranged exactly the same as this office, but the position was mirrored. Through the door in front of him, he could see that the office opposite also had a floor-to-ceiling window, and there was also a car outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
But this time, there were two people sitting in the car, and Dick himself disappeared.
Dick walked over for some reason, and he found that the door on his side was open, and there was a footprint on the ground in front of him, which meant that the time here should have reached the time when he opened the door and went out.
Suddenly he saw the piles of eyes on the car door, but the two Nightwings in the car seemed to be unaware, and those eyes began to smile.
Dick took a deep breath and rushed to the window, pounding the window frantically and shouting: "Get out of there! Get out of there quickly!!!"
Those eyes will definitely bring danger, Dick's intuition told him so, and the more you look directly, the more dangerous it is. The two of them must leave quickly, otherwise there will be problems.
But the two people couldn't hear it at all, until those eyes covered all the reflective surfaces, they realized something was wrong.
Just when they looked back at the car window, a huge eye made of thick fog floated outside the car window.
The two screamed at the same time, and Dick in the main universe, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly stepped on the accelerator.
Boom!!!
The engine of the Batmobile roared and rushed forward suddenly. Dick was anxious, but he couldn't stop them. Dick in the main universe didn't know what was wrong, and drove the Batmobile up to the outer wall of the building.
The Batmobile can climb walls, and it can walk on the surface of the glass curtain wall as if it were flat ground. Dick watched the chassis of the Batmobile flash past him.
After the Batmobile reached the top, there was no more road, and Dick in the main universe did not turn, letting the Batmobile stall and fall, smashing to pieces on the ground in front of the building.
Dick looked at the billowing smoke and dust in disbelief. He suddenly took a few steps back, turned around first and then turned his head, and ran back to the room at the fastest speed.
He held his knees and took two breaths, ran to the window, the eyes on the window had disappeared, and the Batmobile was still parked there quietly, and the three people were still closing their eyes.
I have to find a way to wake them up. Dick thought, if I can let them wake up in advance, maybe the future will not be like that.
Dick began to look for tools that can be used in the office. The tables and chairs here are obviously not enough to break the outer wall. Finally, Dick found a fire extinguisher in the corner of the office.
He pulled the emergency safety, took out the fire extinguisher, and smashed it against the glass. The glass didn't break completely, but it made a sound. Dick picked up the fire extinguisher bottle and smashed it again.
Bang! Crash!
The glass finally broke, but the floor he was on was too high now, and it was impossible to jump down directly. He could only choose to throw a heavy object down.
The strength of the Batmobile is very high. Even if an object is thrown from a height of more than ten floors, it is definitely not enough to break the shell of the Batmobile, but it can make a loud enough sound to wake up the people in the car.
Dick gestured. To be honest, he was not sure that he could hit the target with one shot, because the distance was too far, and under the influence of various factors, he could not throw it wherever he wanted.
Well, it seems that he has to calculate the wind direction first... Wait, is there wind in the thick fog?
Dick stuck his head out of the glass and felt it. He didn't feel any wind. If there was no wind, it would be much easier to hit.
Dick picked a good angle and threw the fire extinguisher bottle out smoothly, but unfortunately, the fog became thicker at this time, and the visibility dropped to less than three meters again. Dick couldn't see whether the fire extinguisher bottle hit or where it hit.
It was not until a few seconds later that he heard a "bang" and confirmed that the thing he threw had landed.
But because the sound was a little vague, he didn't know whether it hit the car or the ground, and could only pray that it hit the car.
Dick decided to go to the next room to see the future, but as soon as he stepped out of the door, he stared at Nightwing from the main universe.
"Dick, why are you here?"
Dick also wanted to ask him this question, but Nightwing's face immediately showed a look of fear. Dick waved his hand and said, "No, I'm not a monster, nor am I disguised by something. I'm really Dick, remember? On the way here, I kept talking about my father's fishing."
"Oh my God." Nightwing's confused and dazed expression betrayed him, and Dick hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
"But I came here because of you. Just now you said you wanted to go out and take a look, but as soon as you opened the car door and walked out, you were knocked down by a fire extinguisher that came from nowhere."
"Your arm is broken. There are bandages on the Batmobile, but there are no splints, so we plan to look for any fixings that can be used in the nearest building."
Dick was also confused. If he was hit when he went out, who is here now?
He immediately realized that this might be another past, but how could the fire extinguisher bottle thrown by himself in this timeline hit another past self?
But after thinking about it, time and space in the thick fog are chaotic, and it is not surprising that something bizarre happens. Now their primary goal is to get out of trouble.
Dick briefly told the main universe Nightwing what happened just now. Nightwing of the main universe was also confused, and Dick said: "I think we have to think of a way."
"Can't we just stay here?" Nightwing said: "Anyway, the thick fog will eventually dissipate."
"I thought so just now, but after staying for a while, I found that eyes began to appear on the glass. Those eyes made me feel very bad. If I stay any longer, there may be problems."
"In other words, you can't stay in one place for a long time in the thick fog?" The main universe Nightwing said: "Then it should be okay for us to walk around casually?"
Dick wanted to say that he just walked around casually just now, which led to the accident you mentioned.
But he thought about it carefully. Maybe he was too impatient just now. He knew that what he saw at the other window might be an illusion, but he still wanted to respond in a hurry.
What would happen if he didn't respond at all after seeing it? If we just walk around here and keep moving so that the eye doesn't appear, can we safely wait until the fog clears?
Dick thought so and simply followed the advice of Nightwing from the main universe. They first returned to the room with the broken glass and decided to stay here until the eye appeared, and then go to the room next to it where the car crashed, and walk back and forth like this.
But when the eye appeared and they were about to go to another room, they found that the room they appeared through this door was not the previous one.
It was still an identical office, and another intact French window. There was a car outside the French window, and now there was only one person left in the car, that was Nightwing from the Arkham universe.
"Is this the time point after I left?" The main universe Nightwing was a little confused. He looked carefully, then shook his head and said, "No, that's not right. There was blood on the ground when you were hit, but there is nothing now."
"This may be what happened after my timeline." Dick speculated, "I left the car safely and came to the building, and then you left at that time, and now only this Nightwing is left."
"So no matter what happens to him, we can't move? Will this really not put him in danger?" said the main universe Nightwing.
"I guess not." Dick said, "If we don't do anything, the timeline should flow normally, and when the fog dissipates, everything will return to its original appearance."
But at this time they suddenly saw a figure appear in the depths of the fog in the direction the car was facing.
He just stood there quietly, but it seemed that there was endless magic that tempted people to observe him, approach him, and pursue him.
It was as if as long as they could touch that figure, they could know the whole truth of the mysterious world in the fog.
Dick wanted to speak out to stop them again, but the remaining Nightwing stepped on the accelerator and drove the car into the depths of the fog.
The roar of the engine gradually disappeared in the distance. Dick opened his mouth to say something, but the roar came from the distance again. The Batmobile appeared again, and the driver drove out again as if he had no idea, and then drove back to the original position again without any pause in between.
"Is this some kind of space cycle?" Dick speculated: "It seems to be getting closer, but in fact the position has never changed."
"I think we should let him stop." Nightwing of the main universe said: "Although the car's energy is unlimited, if he continues to drive like this, when the fog dissipates, he stops in a place we don't know, then how can we find him next?"
"But we can't break another glass." Dick said: "If there must be a bad result, it is better to get separated than to get hurt. Anyway, the fog will dissipate, and then we can rely on communication to contact each other."
Nightwing of the main universe also agreed with what he said. Of course, something will always happen in this dangerous fog, and because of the disorder of time and space, it is difficult to achieve a good result no matter how much exploration, it is better to choose the best one, just like Dick said, the fog will dissipate.
Unfortunately, when the fog dissipated, the two of them were still standing in front of the French window of the office in the building, but in the first few tens of seconds before it dissipated, they watched the only remaining Nightwing driving the car and disappearing in the fog.
When they went downstairs and walked to the front door, Dick was about to take a step forward, but Nightwing pulled him back suddenly as if he heard something.
With a bang, a fire extinguisher fell down, creating a big hole on the edge of the asphalt road and the stone street, and the flying stones cut the skin of Dick's arm that was blocking in front of him.
The car and the driver who should have been on the street were no longer visible, and the last wisp of thick fog dissipated.