hotmtlnovel Chapter 211
Chapter 211
Chapter 211
Having dealt with the last opponent, Talia cleaned up the battlefield, severing the heads of the Claws one by one and digging Amber Gold from their mouths.
She also wanted to turn back to help Lei Xiaogu, but Lei Xiaogu's combat experience far surpassed hers. If the two of them combined could really go toe-to-toe with Bane, he would definitely call for Talia's support instead of covering the latter's escape.
Assassins always observe the world from the most detached perspective. Having come to this understanding, Talia no longer dwells on her father's life or death.
As expected, Lei Xiaogu did not disappoint the girls. He was crushed like a sandbag by Bane, who was unleashing his full power, and lost the fight to the death without any suspense.
"What were you thinking, turning your back on me to chase after other people?"
"Turning your back on the battlefield is a major taboo, teacher. It seems you've underestimated me!"
Bain grabbed Lei Xiaogu by the hair and pulled the old man, whose feet were dangling in the air, in front of him.
At this moment, Lei Xiaogu's bones had been smashed into powder, and his entire body was bleeding from every part, like a leaky, aging pipe.
He should have died long ago; he's still clinging to life thanks to the remaining energy from the Lhasa Road Pool within his body.
"Bane, I have never looked down on you. In my mind, you were the best candidate to succeed the Assassin's Guild—" Lei Xiaogu raised his swollen eyelids and took one last look at his former disciple.
"I know I can't be your match, that's why I'm turning my back to you."
"Why? This is a battle between the strong; you should be looking forward to it like I am!"
"Yes—I'm looking forward to it.—But compared to this battle with you—there are some things I have to do."
"To preserve the Assassin's Guild? Do you think it's still necessary?"
Bain said with a cold laugh.
"Talia, my dear sister, even if she escapes the claws' pursuit, I will find her and snap her neck with a scream."
Bain thought he understood his teacher, but Lei Xiaogu's next words made him frown.
"No—it has nothing to do with the survival of the alliance—it has something to do with a father."
"Lei Xiaogu? Hehehehe!"
Bain laughed when he heard this.
"You feel like a stranger to me now, and I feel nauseous. Tell me, where did that ruthless, cunning leader of demons go?"
"Hidden here?" Bain poked the old man's chest.
"Still here?" Bain pointed to his eyes.
"Or perhaps, you sealed it away here?"
Finally, Bane pointed to Rayshor's head.
With a crisp crack, he clenched his fist, and the old man's skull collapsed between his fingers.
Blood dripped from his fingers and disappeared into the torrential rain. A headless corpse fell into a puddle.
Joseph, who was not far away, saw all of this.
The clown is like a scarecrow watching over a wheat field, motionless in the rain.
In fact, he dared not make a sound.
During this phase, Bane's intelligence declined due to drug overdose, and he became unable to control his murderous intent. What's even more terrifying is that his battle with Rashomon failed to satisfy him.
This ultimate battle, which had been brewing for twenty years, ended in a farcical manner. The "Demon Lord" lost his ambition and courage, and also lost his value as a target for Bane's hunt.
It is foreseeable that Bane, whose murderous intent is hard to suppress, will launch an indiscriminate hunt throughout the city, and any strong person is very likely to become his target.
The out-of-control Bane is about to replace the hopeless Claw as the best protagonist in the second half of the Night of the Owls, and will also become the Joker's last trump card.
"Ah! My dear, everything will come to an end tonight."
"It's 9 PM now, we still have a whole night to play games. I hope you like the little gift I prepared for you, hehehehehe!"
Meanwhile, in the stables of Wayne Manor, the battle between Evraim and Catwoman continues.
After several rounds of fighting, Claw had realized that the girl could only rely on her agility, but he himself was also confused, his mind filled with thoughts of the lost scimitar.
His thoughts went astray, and he naively believed that losing his weapon was the biggest mistake he had ever made. He thought that as long as he found the lost weapon, he could wash away the shame and regain the respect of his colleagues.
Selena happens to know the whereabouts of the scimitar, and if we kill her, the hard-won clue will be lost forever.
Evraim was at a disadvantage and fought with great frustration, while Selena, on the other hand, accurately grasped her opponent's mentality and unleashed a fierce attack with her long whip.
What's even more insidious is that she didn't forget to tempt her claws while she was fighting.
"I first saw it in a museum, and it was later bought by a wealthy businessman, until one day—"
What?
Evraim listened intently, but Selena's whip lashed across his face, bypassing the stable post.
This move lacked lethality but was extremely insulting. Evraim rushed forward, panting heavily, the blade of his Ottoman scimitar scraping against the stone bricks, creating a sharp crescent shape from bottom to top.
The blade sliced through Selena's mask, grazing the fine hairs on her nose.
Her short, smooth, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and Selena's eyes reflected a sharp light in the darkness.
From this stab, she could sense that the other person's emotions were gradually calming down.
The tactic of stalling for time would soon become ineffective; she had to devise a strategy to defend herself before that failed.
The commotion in the castle was gradually rising; everyone was probably dealing with their own enemies, and at this moment, she could only rely on herself.
Her eyes darted around, and a rough plan was already taking shape in her mind.
"Kill me, and you'll never find another knife."
"Do you think you'll tell me if I leave you here? You're just trying to buy time!"
Catwoman tried to continue her verbal harassment, but just as she expected, Evraim had become immune.
"That's not necessarily true—hmm! What brings you here? Have you taken care of the enemies?"
One second the girl was talking nonsense, the next she stood up and greeted Claw from behind.
The standoff between the two sides continued, and this time Selena had essentially exposed all her weaknesses to Evraim.
But the timid Evraim trembled with fear.
Who is she greeting?
When did the person behind me arrive?!
Claw, realizing what was happening, hurriedly dodged to the side, but only after he held his scimitar to his chest and looked around did he realize that there was no one else around.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, our feline thief has already taken long strides and is running towards the elevator in the stable.
"You've been tricked, Mr. Claw!"
Catwoman was incredibly fast. By the time Claws came to their senses, only a faint laugh remained, gradually fading into the sound of rain.
Feeling insulted, Evraim cursed and chased after her with a knife.
Selena continued to widen the distance between herself and her opponent with a combination of slide and roll. Just as she escaped into the elevator, she slammed down a button and waved goodbye to the onrushing claws.
"Goodbye, Mr. Claw!"
"goodbye?"
Claw let out a cold snort, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
The elevator was so slow that he had plenty of time to crawl into the cabin.
If this is your plan, then I regret to inform you that it's all over!
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