Chapter 165 The Blood God's Concession

"Blood God, you are the source of all blood races, but this blood descendant is tainted with the smell of sin. Have you violated the oath you made?"

"I traveled back and forth between a certain multiverse today. I have no idea what happened in this dimension, but he is indeed my descendant..."

"..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Bruce quickly analyzed the details in their words. He did not completely believe in the Trial Council.

The Blood God seems to feed on blood, the War Knight is extremely cruel, and this organization that judges evil with unimaginable power seems to be somewhat different from justice.

"I will restrain the bloodline!"

Looking at the woman in Lin Jue's arms, Harley said with gritted teeth, which made Bruce on the side extremely alert, and the dissatisfaction in the Blood God's tone overflowed.

He seems to be somewhat dissatisfied with the War Knights... The situation within the Judgment Council is not peaceful either.

As expected! As long as there are people, even if the goals are the same, there will inevitably be disagreements.

Bruce took note of it in his heart. He felt that this might become his entry point to curb the Judgment Council in the future.

Under Lin Jue's order, Harley, who had changed into the Blood God, reluctantly walked to Patrina, and in front of Batman Bruce, she cut her finger with her nails. A drop of blood flashing with scarlet light dripped down and flowed into Patrina's mouth.

The pale face instantly regained its rosy color, and the delicate eyes were somewhat moist, staring straight at Lin Jue, who was staring at the Blood God with a domineering look.

"Since this is a crime committed by my descendants, it is natural for me to solve it."

Harley turned around and looked at Bruce, who was a little embarrassed. She also cut her finger. However, Bruce's action made Harley's anger rise sharply.

Bruce actually took out something similar to a test tube from somewhere and placed it under her palm. The meaning was self-evident.

Under Lin Jue's crazy suggestion, Harley resisted the urge to beat up the damn bat in front of her. She couldn't believe that the lifeblood she released by cutting her finger in pain was actually suspected?
After dripping the blood into the test tube, Harley left the two people in front of her who made her feel uncomfortable without hesitation. Her afterimage disappeared, and in the blink of an eye she appeared in front of Soter, who was kneeling on the ground with a look of panic and awe on his face.

"Supremely honorable ancestor, I..."

boom!
She took off the man's head and crushed it with one hand. Black air shrouded Harley's body. In an instant, her burly body in the form of the Blood God transformed into bats that flew straight into the sky. Compared with the huge group of bats, her body seemed much smaller. This unique transformation method puzzled Bruce, who was watching carefully below.

This was the second time he had witnessed this unique way of leaving. Elements such as magic, grandeur, horror, etc. were unable to fully describe the scene of the transformed bat swarm.

"Dark Knight, I have seen all your actions. Justice cannot eliminate evil, and will only make evil more rampant. Although it is ridiculous, I recognize your will.

The mortal body will eventually limit your unyielding soul. I can give you a way to transcend human limitations. If you have thought it through, you can come find me!"

"..."

Bruce stared blankly at the war knight who was leaving with Patalina. He slowly lowered his head to look at his black special leather jacket, which was covered with wounds. Bright red blood was dripping down the jacket. The constant pain kept stimulating his central nervous system.

He wanted to clench his fists hard and throw another powerful punch, but a huge feeling of powerlessness enveloped him. His tightly clenched fists loosened and he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

... "Brothers! Damn, did you take a screenshot of that scene just now? The Blood God transformed into the form of a bat!"

Huangmao watched the madly scrolling barrage with great excitement. Unlike the audience who could only watch the scene on the screen, he was able to observe the dreamlike scene up close.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there was some kind of creature in this world that could transform into a group of bats. Was this a complete leap between two species?
Or are vampires and bats from the same family? Huangmao shook his head vigorously, throwing this bizarre idea out of his mind.

“I’m curious, what would happen if the anchor killed a bat?”

"will die!"

"You'll die plus one!"

"Host, can you find a way to catch one? I'm asking for a high price. I want to study it. This has completely overturned my scientific view!"

I'm mad?
Seeing this remark, Huangmao smiled but in his heart he was greeting the other party's family.

Compared to the audience who were discussing how the Blood God would leave, the people hiding behind the screen who had other special thoughts felt a little regretful.

In a certain crypt, several people wearing owl masks and neat suits sat around a round table, their eyes fixed on the image projected by the projector.

"pity……"

An old voice broke the solemn atmosphere, and everyone in the Court of Owls focused their eyes on the old man.

They all had the same idea, which was to expect the Blood God to clash with the War Knight who suddenly appeared. The War Knight and the Blood God, two extraordinarily powerful beings, made them, who had always regarded themselves as the masters of Gotham, feel despair and powerlessness for the first time.

"Recently, those vampires have been looking for claws everywhere. Besides them, it is said that there are also ancestral vampires who seem to be exploring our identities!"

"The original vampire?"

"This is a way that the major forces in Gotham categorize vampires. It is said that the original vampires are direct descendants of the Blood God. They possess far greater power than other vampires, and are even immune to silver and sunlight, which is much stronger than ordinary vampires. Maybe you don't have any idea about them, but if I put it from another perspective, you will understand... The vampires we usually deal with are all third-generation descendants."

"..."

"What about the police? Did anyone inform them? I don't believe they didn't know about such a bloody and brutal scene."

"Oh, they said they have already arranged some people to go there, but as you can see, they don't even dare to show their faces. They are a bunch of losers. It's impossible to rely on them."

"Perhaps, we should change our attitude and meet this distinguished guest who has come to our Gotham."

The man with golden hair casually draped over his shoulders and wearing an owl mask spoke meaningfully.

Under normal circumstances, such a low profile would have been refuted by all members, but at this moment, the top leaders of the Court of Owls remained silent.

(End of this chapter)