There is such a superhero.
His parents died, he inherited a large inheritance, he was gifted, he studied in a hidden academy, he fought against evil, he had many magical props, and finally defeated the villain with his friends, this person is...
Harry Potter.
What, you mean Batman?
Batman is in Arkenez.
Searchlight, an integral part of the Batman lore. Whenever a crime occurs and Gotham City Sheriff Gordon wants to contact Batman, he will use a searchlight to shine the bat's shadow on the clouds——
Just like Harry did now.
He used lighting to create an outline of a bat in the dark.
Peter questioned from the side: "No, is this useful?"
A low and hoarse voice suddenly came from the tree nearby.
"I'm Batman."
Peter was frightened, turned his head, and saw Batman wrapped in a cloak, hanging upside down on a branch, and the cold eyes under the mask were looking at him.
"Fuck! It really happened!"
"About me rescuing Batman when I encountered a cheesy plot in the abstract stitch game alternate world"
Peter was shocked. Did Batman just speak a word in English?
"You...can teleport?"
Batman did not answer, but looked at Harry. He had an impression of this magician. It was Harry who summoned him three days ago to rescue a girl.
"What's up."
Harry was about to open his mouth, but was pulled behind him by Peter.
"This Batman...is weird. Let's check it out, buddy."
Batman is most likely related to Aknaitz's second brave man, and he is probably a product of the same earthly sentiments as Hogwarts, but he just spoke English...
Is Batman also a time traveler?
"...change from odd to even?"
Chinese that was many times more standard than Harry's came out of Peter's mouth, but Batman showed no reaction.
Peter thought for a while, he might be a fisherman who never went to high school, so he changed his password:
"...An encounter in another world?"
Batman still didn't respond.
Peter was shocked, he didn’t know this, he must be a foreigner.
"Make America Great...?"
Batman finally spoke, with impatience in his tone: "If no crime has been committed, please don't turn on the bat light."
After that, he put on his cloak and prepared to leave.
"Hey, hey! Wait! I have a question for you!"
Peter switched back to Terran.
Batman looked at him coldly.
Peter braced himself for a beating.
But he also kept his eyes on Batman to see how he would react.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand Chinese or English. Since you have played Batman, you must have deep feelings for this character. I don’t believe you can still stand up when you hear the hell joke.
"What has six legs before entering the alley and two legs after it comes out?"
"You called me just to ask this?"
His deep voice was laced with doubt and slight irritation.
"...Um, you don't know?"
"have no idea."
Batman replied emotionlessly.
"Okay, the answer is Denji and Pochita." Peter felt that he had guessed wrong, "It's okay, Harry, just tell him."
Harry looked at him confused, wondering what kind of abstract work he was doing.
"Batman, someone wants to assassinate the Count."
"Which count?"
"Cavendish."
Batman's eyes narrowed.
"He came back from Dongguo?"
Harry nodded and briefly told the whole story about the evil spirit in the manor.
Batman jumps out of the tree.
"The Marquis of Wyndham... wants to intercept him outside the city?"
Peter and Harry nodded together.
"Don't know the location, but we're sure it will be tomorrow."
Batman glanced at the dark hilltop manor.
"Who can prove what you are saying?"
"The Count's butler, Frey."
Peter pointed at the manor, "He is inside now, and so are the dead souls sent by the Marquis."
Batman said nothing, his cape shook, and he flew towards the manor like a black arrow.
ten minutes later.
Batman and Frey walked out of the manor together, and Frey was still holding a dark canvas in his hand.
"I'll go with you to save people." Batman said coldly.
Peter and Harry looked at each other and it was done!
Frei didn't know why, but his eyes were a little complicated.
"I didn't expect that you actually found Batman."
He handed the cut canvas to Peter.
The cloth seemed to be soaked in grease and felt disgusting to the touch.
After taking it, the system actually popped up a prompt.
[Filthy corpse oil: The oil overflowing from the coffins of the greedy descendants of the betrayers. The excess nutrients provide a home for the starving souls. Extravagant and lustful, extravagant and wasteful. The fat of the people and the anointing of the people all enter my belly. The sound of slaves crying came from the distance. In the world of eternal day, the boundaries between humans and animals are clear and blurred. 】
Peter was stunned, could this be a game prop?
But the next prompt from the system appeared again.
[The remaining filthy corpse oil is less than 10%, so the system has lowered the recycling price: 50 soul scraps]
Or consumables?
A ghostly shadow flashed on the canvas, and Galen's soul appeared among the four.
He was still dressed slovenly in beach shorts and a white tank top, but the outline of his soul was much clearer, almost the same as before the battle last night.
His strength seemed to be replenished.
Galen said: "The grease on this piece of cloth is an ancient thing given to me by the Marquis. It can host the soul and replenish the soul power... But it can't block the sunlight. After you fight with the Marquis' people, give it to me first. Find someone to possess, otherwise I won’t be able to come out.”
"Sunshine?" Peter didn't understand, "Are you afraid of the sun?"
"Not just for him." Harry gave a brief introduction, "Any spirit body that is exposed to sunlight can hardly survive for three seconds. Even the ghosts of the Demon King's army dare not appear during the day, because sunlight symbolizes the majesty of the Sun God. "
Peter was stunned. He suddenly remembered that the world in the game seemed to have no sunlight and no change of day and night.
Dark and hazy.
"But if the soul is attached to a living person, it will not be harmed by sunlight... Then Galen will eat one and then deal with the wizard. We will fight three against three. The count has five guards and a master. It's safe."
When Peter heard this, he smiled slightly: "Eight hundred thousand versus six hundred thousand, the advantage is mine."
"But in order to prevent the Marquis from retaliating for the failure of the rescue..." Peter glanced at Frey, "Each of us should cover our faces and use our code names."
Batman doesn't care, he has his face covered, and those who want revenge on him can line up from Hogwarts to Piltover.
"Just call me Batman."
"In that case, let's unify the code names," Peter pointed at himself, "I live up to my name, Spider-Man!"
Then he pointed at Harry and the armor on his back.
"You, Iron Man."
Harry nodded, this nickname was inexplicably cool.
Galen asked in confusion: "What should I call a dead man?"
"Hmm..." Peter thought for a moment, "Then let Galen be Iron Man."
"?"
"Harry will be replaced by Doctor Strange, and the four of us will form the youth version of the Avengers to rescue the Count—"
"Let's go, let's go!"
Harry looked at Peter taking a step forward and couldn't stand it anymore.
"Brother, please, stop talking in abstract terms. I don't even know where they are planning to attack. Where are you going?"
