Chapter 262 Justice League Plan
On the top of the towering building, a long-tube telescope was pointed in one direction.
The white-haired old man seemed to be observing something carefully. His body remained motionless and had been in this state for more than ten minutes. When he came into his field of vision, he could clearly see a light source emitting in the darkness in the distance. roof.
He kept mumbling to himself, his eyes full of disbelief. He observed what he saw, not missing every detail.
Until a pair of golden pupils filled his vision.
"He...He! Saw me!"
"……impossible!"
"It's impossible, we are so far away...it's still dark..."
Several men and women wearing owl masks and suits behind him exclaimed. However, the old man stated those words again in an extremely affirmative tone.
He moved his eyes away from the telescope with difficulty. Behind him, everyone in the Court of Owls was horrified to find that bright red blood oozed from the old man's eyes, and his original brown pupils turned white, lifeless, and the shock still remained in him. on the face.
"I tried to peek into the face of God, but He deprived me of my eyes... The real God appeared!"
"..."
"Not the gods of those demons, but the gods of us humans, that is an angel!"
"Really an angel..."
"..."
Everyone was talking a lot, and everyone had different moods. There were expressions of excitement, fear, or panic on their faces, but no one was worried about the old man's eyes.
Each of them is a real top figure in Gotham. They are a powerful family that has been followed for hundreds or even nearly a thousand years. They control the politics, underground power and wealth of most of the music world.
But their desires go beyond that...
"Maybe we can try to communicate with Him..."
…
A dazzling light suddenly appeared, causing Gordon and Bruce to narrow their eyes slightly.
In the light, the six huge wings began to change. They were not just suspended in the air, but wrapped around Lin Jue's body. One pair covered his eyes, one pair protected his body, and the other pair remained still and suspended. In mid-air.
Some kind of indescribable divine aura permeated everyone's hearts.
"What's wrong?"
Bruce was a little surprised, all these changes were a little sudden.
"Someone is spying on me!"
The low words with a certain emphasis shook the world, and Gordon was horrified to find that the surrounding air seemed to have some kind of ripples, and a strange energy wave spread to all directions.
For a long time, Lin Jue's figure gradually became blurred in the halo, as if he was about to disappear in this world.
"It's time for me to leave - the power of the dimension is calling me, and the time of arrival has reached the end..."
"..."
In the awed gazes of Bruce and Gordon, the dazzling brilliance reached a certain extreme and bloomed in an instant. The moment the halo disappeared, some invisible air wave blew their clothes.
Looking back and forth, he raised his head and scanned the sky, but no angel was found. Gordon couldn't hide the complicated meaning on his face.
The angel just disappeared...
Bruce went straight to the place where Lin Jue disappeared, and squatted down to carefully observe the remaining traces on the ground.
Gordon also stepped forward curiously.
What comes into view is a circular trajectory, with a huge cross star pattern inside. The pattern seems to have some traces of burning, and a sense of mystery comes over you.
"Should I ask him if he has a God?"
Gordon couldn't help but break the dead silence. At this moment, his mind was extremely confused. Even the idea of how to deal with the Blood God had faded a lot. The horror and background of the Judgment Council subverted his imagination.
"...Maybe we should be prepared!"
Standing up and taking pictures of the patterns on the ground, Bruce said in a deep voice.
"Be prepared?"
Gordon frowned.
"We need warriors who truly belong to this world, who can fight for the survival of this world!"
"..."
Gordon was silent.
After seeing these mysterious existences, he felt that Bruce at this moment was a bit whimsical...
"God, was this here just now?"
Noisy voices suddenly came from the exit on the roof.
The young police officer guarding the door immediately reacted and hurried to stop them. However, the number of people who broke in exceeded their expectations. Before they could reach the door, the door lock upstairs broke instantly.
A large group of nearby people rushed up, and they immediately saw Gordon and the police officers standing on the roof of the building.
However, these are not what they are looking for.
Ignoring the police's obstruction, he quickly searched around.
"God, where are the angels?"
"I clearly feel that kind of aura! That kind of holiness that I've never felt before, that kind of worship that I can't resist!"
"Chief Gordon? Chief Gordon, have you seen the angel?"
"Amen……"
More and more people poured out of the passage, and Gordon was at a loss. At this time, he couldn't help but envy the man who spread his prosthetic wings and jumped from the top of the building.
People screamed and roared one after another, seeming to be getting louder and louder. Gordon quickly reached the lower edge of the floor and looked down. The scene in front of him shocked him.
The originally abandoned streets were now filled with people, each one shouting the angel's respect and pouring into the building one by one.
"Shet!"
…
In the following week, the news of the angel's appearance in Gotham made headlines in the United States. Reporters from major newspapers and magazines raced against time to report on this shocking event.
Headlines were filled with details and speculation about the angel's arrival, and photos and videos spread rapidly on social media.
Compared with the outbreak of the Blood God incident, the emergence of angels was not only not suppressed by the government, but was instead vigorously publicized.
The topic God Bless America has become a hot topic in international searches!
Gotham.
The sky is still overcast.
Pedestrians were walking through the busy streets in the center, with different expressions on their faces, and they were all discussing the recent events.
Some people directly change their faith and plan to spend the whole day praying in church in an attempt to receive blessings from angels.
Some people talk about conspiracies and trumpet the topic of the coming of the apocalypse and the destruction of the world. Angels are beings sent by God to destroy all existences after seeing clearly the sins of Gotham. They should remain in awe of them and should not approach them.
More people are holding a wait-and-see attitude. Most of them are criminals, and everyone's heart seems to have suffered a 12-magnitude earthquake.
Even in the dark corners, no one dares to do something sinful.
At this moment, the criminals seemed to know the true meaning of fear.
With the uproar of public opinion, the originally popular plan to eliminate vampires also terminated the agreement among various high-level officials in the United States.
A confidential document sent from Gotham to the highest government of the United States made those politicians who feared and coveted vampires look at each other.
In a quiet and solemn museum, the white-haired black curator walked in a hurry, walking through the corridors and walking straight towards the top floor of the museum.
After reaching the top floor, he knocked on a door without hesitation. As the door slowly opened, what came into view was a woman. At this moment, she was holding a newspaper in her hand, her brows were furrowed, and she seemed to be attracted by the above. confused by the content.
The woman's expression was solemn and serious, and she didn't even look at the old man when he arrived.
However, the old man still had to interrupt her thoughts. He seemed to have something important to discuss with the woman in front of him.
"Diana, did you see that incredible news?"
He slowly raised his head and revealed a face that was familiar to many people in this city.
"I'm reading it!"
"Angel! Or the legendary six-winged archangel, are they those guys? Could it be that they can't help but appear?"
The old curator seemed to know something, his voice was a little urgent, and he looked at Diana expectantly, as if he thought she could give him the ideas he wanted.
After all, the lady in front of me is a living god, a remnant of the Greek pantheon, a descendant of a god king and a human queen, a true demigod!
"I don't know, but that guy doesn't seem to be the angel in the rumors..."
Spreading the newspaper, Diana frowned and pointed at a vague pattern on one side of the newspaper. The shape of the pattern was not clear at all, but the rough color could be distinguished.
It seems to be some kind of color that is deeper than darkness!
"That's...if that's the case, the result is worse than we imagined..."
The old curator was worried. He had a detailed understanding of various myths and histories, and he was no stranger to some creatures that were on the opposite side of angels.
The most famous morning star, Lucifer, is the notorious evil in hell!
"He shouldn't be the rumored Morning Star Lucifer!"
Some hearty words echoed through the vast museum, and the old man turned his head to look in surprise.
They saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, with a handsome face and a profound look in his eyes, striding towards them.
"How did you come to us?"
The curator said with some vigilance.
As for Diana, she stood up directly from her seat and stared at the man striding towards her.
"Sir, maybe you shouldn't be so confident!"
Diana chuckled with a bright smile on her face.
"Wonder Woman! I don't mean any harm, I need your help!"
Stopping, the man stood directly in front of the two people and said in a deep voice.
In an instant, a high-speed spinning object flew towards Diana's side.
However, such a fast and sharp attack was still caught by Diana with her bare hands. Looking at the dart carved in the shape of a bat in her hand, a trace of surprise flashed in Anna's eyes.
This pattern is no stranger!
Is the man in front of me Gotham’s Batman?
