The correct way to attack the villain

Chapter 123

No one knows how long Otto has been planning this plan. Since he first sent people to Gotham to approach Song Mo after his defeat, he has been improving the evolution of Rosenbridge, and the investment in Honkai has become bigger and bigger every time. , The constructed data became more delicate each time, and finally he used the maximum Honkai energy to create the most silent space transmission method.

If he failed once, he was not allowed to fail a second time.

……

Surrounding it are the familiar porcelain White House walls, on which hangs a golden relief bearing the sign of Mandate of Heaven.

When Song Mo opened his eyes again, Otto had just completed the action in his hand.He tied the young man's waist-length brown hair into a braid, hanging it in front of him, and gently adjusted his neckline.

There was a moment of confusion in thinking, but after seeing the situation in front of him clearly, Song Mo quickly understood why he was still waving at Bruce Wayne last second, planning to have a romantic candlelight dinner, and the next moment he would appear In the bedroom of the Catholic Bishop.

There is a mirror in front of him. He is sitting on Otto's chair, with his brown braid hanging over his right shoulder, and the bishop's uniform on his body is solemn and dignified.

This is completely contrary to the appearance of the second-generation clown. It looks like a grown-up version of Norzon Apocalypse. When he is expressionless, he seems to be a true follower of destiny. His blue eyes are set against the platinum bishop's uniform. Appears compassionate and pious.

"If you don't become a bishop one day." Song Mo lowered his eyes, staring at his brown braids hanging on his shoulders, "With this hair growth technique, at least you don't have to worry about starving to death."

Otto laughed. He put his hands on the young man's shoulders and bent down. The young and handsome face hung above his head.

The familiar smell of lilac entered the tip of my nose.

"Get ready, and then I will take you to the execution ceremony of the rebels."

When he was Nochon, Otto liked to take him to various execution ceremonies.There are nobles who have made mistakes, and there are rebels who have always existed.He knew what Otto's purpose was, and he wanted to consolidate a cognition in his mind, which was his dictatorial right in the destiny, which could support him to easily decide the life and death of others, and used it to demonstrate his supreme rule.

The young man pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.Otto obviously didn't expect him to reply. After saying this, he turned and walked out of the bedroom with a smile on his face all the time.

Almost as soon as the door closed again, Song Mo said in his mind: "I have been controlled for a few days, Bangya."

As expected, there was no reply.

After Song Mo stared at the mirror for half a second, he stretched out his hand and lifted the wide sleeve of the bishop's uniform to look above his arm.There was originally a deep wound that was scratched by screaming. The mutant's wound recovery speed was so different from ordinary people that the wound had scabbed and healed during the few days he stayed on the earth, but it would take at least a week to fully recover. .

Now the arms are so smooth that there are no scars.

The young man frowned slowly.

He quickly looked around again, and everything in the room has been emptied, except for a few empty tables and a big bed, only the mirror in front of him, not to mention anything that can be used as a weapon, even a No card issue either.

He couldn't tear off the sign of destiny on the wall to fight someone, even if the tip of the sign looked very sharp.

The closed door was opened again at this time, and Otto's personal maid walked in from the door carrying Otto's personal maid who didn't know whether it was lunch or dinner, and waited respectfully by the side after putting away the plate.

Song Mo sat where he was, and stood up after a while: "Take me there directly."

The maid glanced at Song Mo, pushed open the door of the bedroom, and led the way.

As soon as he stepped out of the dormitory, Song Mo noticed that the Holy See of Destiny was different from the past.He didn't know if it was because of the failure of Otto's last attack on the earth, but even if the entire army was wiped out and captured, it was the Valkyrie. Logically speaking, it would not affect the Holy See of Destiny, because the Valkyrie was always just a small Part of it, the largest part is still those believers who come and go in the Holy See.

But now, apart from a few believers who occasionally passed by, there were only the two of them in the entire corridor.

There are too few people.And that's not even the most abnormal.

The entire corridor was glowing red, falling on the light-colored marble floor tiles, it looked like an unbelievably heavy sunset.Song Mo didn't know if this was the aftereffect of being controlled by fate for so many days or something else, until he passed the first window and glanced out.

Outside the Holy See is the Crystal Bridge. Under the Crystal Bridge is a whole piece of the most perfect ice swamp and permafrost in Tiangong. But now, because those ice layers have been completely cracked, revealing the deep red blood sea inside, the strong core of Tiangong The light passed through the thousand-meter-deep sea, and even the clouds were glowing a strange red.

"The bishop consumed most of the Houkai energy in the core of Tiangong to build the Rosen Bridge that can bring you here." As if seeing the doubts of the young man, Otto's personal maid took the initiative to explain, "I hope you can I understand his pains."

Song Mo automatically filtered the last sentence, and looked out of the window at the ice swamp full of cracks.Those cracks of different sizes went from the distance where the end could not be seen, all the way to the destiny in the center of the whole frozen soil, which made the entire Holy See seem to be hanging on the tip of a knife. When the next shock hits, it will be completely sinking into the bottom of the Dead Sea.

The rapid consumption of core energy is not a good thing for Uranus, and it may even make it repeat the mistakes of Krypton.

The relief on the wall is the scene of the high-level executives of Destiny cheering after their initial success in fighting the Black Death. Now, the originally hopeful picture seems to be permeated with a breath of finality.

Song Mo's footsteps slowed down: "He wants to take the whole destiny to be buried with him?"

The personal maid clasped her fingers on her chest: "This is a miracle."

Song Mo stopped talking.

In terms of brainwashing ability, probably the entire Hydra executives of the previous generation combined cannot compare with an Otto Apocalypse.

Song Mo knows that Otto is very aware of the consequences of excessive consumption of Honkai energy, so he has long been aggressive towards all the planets in the universe except Tiangong, trying to turn them into pastures for him to graze Honkai energy .The only explanation Song Mo could think of was that something was about to happen in the destiny, or that a certain plan of Otto had been carried out to a certain extent.Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to use such a radical method to bring him back from Earth.

What he is doing now is completely contrary to his past ideas.

At this moment, two maids walked into the corridor. When they saw Song Mo wearing the bishop's uniform, they showed surprised expressions, and then stopped a dozen meters away from them, bowed their heads respectfully and humbly, waiting for them to pass first.

When the new bishop walked in front of him, one of the maids couldn't hold back his curiosity and looked up.

Caught off guard, she felt as if she had crashed into a boundless ocean.

The boundless tolerance and smile in those blue eyes made her suddenly think of the statue in the prayer room, the true God who escaped from the Black Death and led everyone out of suffering.

The maid was stunned. The next moment, she seemed to have tripped over something, slipped her foot, and threw herself on the new bishop.

The other party did not push her away, but reached out to catch her in time. The maid's forehead hit the new bishop's chest, her face turned red at first, and then turned pale as if thinking of something.The maid stood firm and took a few steps back, stammering and trying to say some words of apology and atonement, but before that, the new bishop had already said a step ahead of her: "Are you okay?"

The maid's words were stuck in her throat, and she subconsciously replied, "No, nothing."

She heard the new bishop laugh: "Be careful when you walk in the future."

After speaking, he followed Otto's personal maid and left the corridor.

After the footsteps disappeared, only the strong heartbeat remained in the quiet corridor.Recalling just now, the maid's face slowly turned red again.

Her companion gave her a tug: "Let's go, it's too late to deliver something to Mrs. Rita."

Only then did the maid come to her senses, and followed her companions into the corridor.Halfway through the walk, I couldn't help saying: "The new bishop looks very gentle."

The companion echoed: "It seems to be easy to get along with. But Archbishop Otto didn't announce any news about the new bishop before."

The maid replied, "Perhaps Master Otto has other plans."

After speaking, the two walked a few more steps, and the maid stopped suddenly.She nestled the hair on her forehead, and said belatedly: "Strange, where is my hairpin?"

"Did you fall on the ground when you fell just now?" The companion looked back, and the floor in the entire corridor was so clean that there was no dust, not to mention the maid's hairpin. She asked again, "Did you not wear the hairpin when you went out today?"

The maid said strangely, "I remember what I was wearing."

Companion: "Don't worry about this, Lady Rita is still waiting for us."

The maid had no choice but to tuck her hair behind her ears, and walked quickly to the depths of the Holy See.

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……

Four o'clock in the morning New York time.

The two hundredth hour when Song Mo disappeared.

There is no day or night in the Batcave.

Bruce Wayne woke up again from his dream. He glanced around and his consciousness gradually returned.Pressing his swollen temples, he looked back at the huge screen in front of him. On it was the repair level of Huberian and the painting progress of the bat fighters in the Batcave, as well as a huge amount of information about other superpowers in the city.

In the center of the screen is a message from the New York Avengers, sent by Tony Stark himself half an hour ago.

[Cannot find the relevant positioning of Tiangongxing. ]

Bruce Wayne squeezed his brows, and went through the messages he received when he fell asleep just now. In the almost full inbox, there was only one unread item, which was from Ms. Diana Prince, expressing her agreement to join Bruce Wayne's plan , to unite all the forces of the earth to fight against the destiny.

This was the only good news he had received in the past few days.

During the two large-scale Earth invasions before and after Destiny's Mandate, almost all high-ranking members of the alliance were aware of Otto's purpose, so from the first day Song Mo disappeared, a strong sense of crisis pervaded all organizations, whether it was Superheroes are still the same badass.

They could no longer passively wait for Otto to continue his plan, especially now that Otto had already been defeated once.

Alfred got up before dawn the next day, carrying a prepared breakfast, and unsurprisingly saw the back of the man working in the Batcave: "This is already the No. 40 of your continuous work." It's been an hour, sir."

Bruce Wayne looked at the message on the screen: "Those Bat fighters still have two days to complete all the paint, Alfred."

The old butler put the breakfast on the metal table next to him: "This is already the fastest speed that can be achieved so far. If you plan to paint the surface of Hyperion in the future, it may take more time."

Bruce Wayne: "Then temporarily expand the technology application department."

Alfred frowned: "What's the reason?"

Bruce Wayne: "The latest collaboration with Batman."

Alfred glanced at the man: "Are you finally planning to abandon the anti-Batman image you have created in the eyes of the public?"

Bruce Wayne didn't speak. The Asgard galaxy is too far away from the earth. It is impossible for them to accurately locate Song Mo's location, and they can't even be [-]% sure whether it is Otto who captured Song Mo.

From that day on, the young man seemed to have evaporated, and no news could be found.

Alfred looked at Bruce Wayne's bloodshot eyes and sighed.

"I will help you contact the person in Roland's apartment. And if you still want to survive until the day you attack Asgard." The old housekeeper pushed open the door of the bathroom in the Batcave, and hung up the prepared toothbrush and towel , "What you need is not to fight for those few minutes, but regular meals and adequate sleep."

No one would want Song Mo to have any accidents.

He didn't want that kind of tragedy to befall Bruce Wayne a second time.

After the old butler finished speaking, he walked into the elevator. When the elevator reached Wayne Manor, there was a loud noise from the Batcave.

It was the sound of the man standing up suddenly, and the chair behind him hitting the metal floor.

Bruce Wayne looked at the center of the screen, on the latest news received, the string of numbers with no beginning and no end.

After so many days of sharing information with the Avengers and doing an in-depth study of Asgard together, no one has any idea what that is.

That is a string of coordinates of the Celestial Galaxy.

Alfred was surprised that Bruce Wayne had left the Batcave after getting the car ready. He changed into a suit without shaving his beard, and drove away the black car parked by the old butler at the gate of Wayne Manor out of Crescent Bay.

At the door of Roland's apartment, Barry Allen, who was just about to take the subway to work in Central City, looked at Bruce Wayne who stopped in front of him.

"I haven't seen you in a few days—"

Looking at the man's black stubble, bloodshot eyes and dark circles under his eyes, the young Flash took back the compliment and said honestly: "You look a lot haggard, Wayne gentlemen."