Chapter 259 Notes from Bedlam Asylum (End)
08:10 London time, North Borough, in a forest near Bedlam Asylum.

A slender shadow in a pitch-black tuxedo swept through the forest, a dazzling red light flashing in the center of the angular V-shaped mask, and the murderous intent that was not concealed at all surged like a thick river.

A flock of crows screamed and flew away towards the sky. A series of hoarse calls broke the silence of the forest.

Black Judge stepped on the thick tree roots and tried to keep himself in a higher position as possible so that he could accurately capture the movements of the truck in the distance.

Suddenly, he turned his gaze away from the truck and looked ahead. He could vaguely see a number of people hiding behind the bushes and trees.

They hid well, but Black Judge's dynamic vision was far superior to that of ordinary people. Even if only the elbows were exposed from behind the trees, he could see them clearly.

Moreover, his V-shaped mask has been modified with the core technology of the Control Bureau. As long as the command is turned on, it can detect the heat emitted by all objects in the field of vision, which is equivalent to turning on the perspective function. Even if someone is wearing the most powerful camouflage and walking stealthily in the woods, as long as the body is still emitting heat, they will be exposed to the sight of the Black Judge.

"Are you from the Revolutionary Night Bell?"

The Black Judge raised his eyebrows slightly and looked ahead through the mask. The heat detection function used a red and blue halo to clearly show the figures hiding in the forest waiting for an opportunity.

"Just like the information conveyed by those decks of playing cards, Amamiya Takashi has arranged a group of organization members near the mental hospital."

As he thought this, he casually raised his right hand, and a dark arc of light burst out from his fingertips, as if swallowing up the faint morning light shrouding the forest.

Then, under the dim sky of only black and white, one after another human figures as thin as paper silhouettes were easily cut apart, and heads were like ripe apricots falling from the trees in autumn, flying among the bushes and trees.

The bodies of those shadows slowly knelt or fell backwards to the ground, the guns in their hands fell to the ground with a crackle, and blood spurted out from the broken necks.

Amemiya Ying sat down against the wall of the cargo box, with his face turned sideways, staring at the shocking scene in a daze.

With just one strike, half of the forest was dyed into a sea of ​​blood. Even though he was two hundred meters away, he could still smell the bloody atmosphere in the air.

It was not until this moment that he truly realized: the person who was chasing them was really as Ke Mingye described, with power second only to Zeus.

There is no exaggeration in this.

"Damn it..." Amamiya Ying's face twitched, "The Control Bureau actually sent this kind of person to arrest me. They really think highly of me."

"That's right." Ke Mingye put his hands on his knees and sighed, "I was originally on summer vacation, but I was urgently transferred here."

"You seem to know a lot about this Black Judge?" Amemiya Ying asked him sideways.

"No, no, no, I'm really unfamiliar with you."

At this time, in another corner of the forest.

After dealing with a group of armed men ambushing in the woods, Black Judge did not slow down even though he realized that there were probably more people waiting for him ahead.

Instead, he intensified his attack and flew through the air at an even faster speed. With absolute confidence, Ke Yinzhi did not think that there was anyone hiding in the city who could stop him.

Even the surveillance cameras could hardly capture his figure at this moment. They could only capture the trembling treetops and the leaves that fell from the treetops and swirled toward the ground.

However, just as the barrage of bullets from the northwest had subsided, another barrage of bullets came from the northeast - overwhelming bullets were fired like a rainstorm.

These bullets were mixed with gene inhibitors and superpower inhibitors, which had special attack effects on superhumans. If ordinary superhumans were hit, their abilities would be instantly reduced by at least 70% to 80% - even mutants of Ke Yinzhi's level would naturally be affected to a certain extent if they were hit by bullets.

In fact, it can be said that this is the foundation on which the world's major anti-superhuman organizations rely for their survival. Ten years ago, with the emergence of the first batch of inhibitors and the verification of their functions, they understood another thing: those so-called super-powered people are not omnipotent gods. As long as the opportunity is seized and the means are appropriate, they can be easily pulled down from the altar.

Then, teach these high-ranking guys in the cruelest way that ordinary people are not ants that can only be trampled on by them.

"so troublesome……"

Muttering, the Black Judge leaned forward slightly and stepped on a thick branch, then raised his right hand.

In an instant, the dark light swept out like a hundred-meter-long sword, blocking the barrage of bullets from the front and cutting down the tall trees within a radius of dozens of meters. The figures holding guns hiding behind the trees were also cut in half, their bodies split in half and slowly slid to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the entire forest began to shake violently. With a rumbling sound like an earthquake, broken trees fell to the ground one by one like a crumbling city wall.

Seeing that the road ahead had been razed to the ground, Black Judge had no choice but to change his previous way of traveling on the tree. He stepped lightly on the tree roots with his feet and jumped high up.

If he didn't want to be so high-profile before, now that he has achieved this, it doesn't matter whether he is high-profile or not.

In mid-air, with no object to help him move forward, the Black Judge relied on barriers made of dark matter and shot forward like a pitch-black missile nearly a hundred meters in the air.

Looking up from the ground, everyone could only see a beam of dark light passing through the dark barriers in front of them and shooting towards them.

From afar, those dark barriers formed a straight line in mid-air, like a group of stars connected in series, emitting an extremely dim light, swallowing up all the light around it.

The Black Judge is the straight and sharp line that connects the stars like a highway, rushing towards us with murderous intent and awe-inspiring momentum.

However, at this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded from the four corners of east, west, south and north, and it permeated the entire forest like a violent storm.

Then, powered by the flame at the tail, countless missiles came roaring in.

The members of the Revolutionary Evening Bell predicted the direction in which the Black Judge would be heading, and the direction in which the missiles were converging was right in front of him.

If he continues to move forward, he will directly enter the range of the explosion.

The Black Judge raised his eyebrows, and quickly changed the angle of the next barrier, making it slightly tilted, and then stepped on the barrier and shot higher into the sky.

He thought he could avoid the missiles in this way, but the missiles suddenly changed direction and chased him relentlessly in mid-air, always following behind his shadow.

Black Judge was unsure of the extent of the missile explosion, so he launched the missiles several times in mid-air, deliberately inducing the tracking missiles to gather again.

Then he raised his right hand wrapped in a black leather glove and gently clenched his five fingers.

The next moment, a ball of light condensed from dark matter appeared out of thin air, quickly burying more than a dozen missiles inside it, and then shrank to the size of a mere dot in an instant.

The missile was compressed and twisted to the extreme and exploded completely inside the ball of light.

But as if it was placed in a vacuum, even after more than a dozen missiles exploded, there was no sound at all, and they disappeared silently in the dark sphere.

"Oh my god, what else can I do? Should I just jump out of the car and fight him?"

Ke Mingye looked at this scene, his eyes twitching slightly, and said with a rather painful tone, "After I jump out of the car, I should be able to use 'Phase Shift' to stop him from the air and temporarily slow down his speed, and then you guys can take care of yourself."

"Don't rush yet."

Then, Fanquan turned to Yugongying and asked, "Is there any other way?"

Amemiya Ying looked up and watched the scene in the sky silently, then he made a phone call slowly.

"Cover your ears." he said suddenly.

The next moment, the phone call activated the special device for anti-superhuman race that was placed in the forest in advance.

Metal horn-shaped ultrasonic devices rose up simultaneously from both sides of the forest path, and raised their "heads" with a "click" sound like gears meshing.

"start up."

Amemiya Ying gave orders into the phone.

The moment the words fell, nearly thirty ultrasonic devices activated simultaneously, and violent sound waves that were enough to tear the eardrums thousands of times vibrated into the sky.

"This is……"

Seeing this, the red light of the V on the Black Judge's mask dimmed slightly.

He raised his eyebrows and stopped his forward momentum in an instant. In a flash, he used the dark matter to form a cocoon and wrapped himself in it.

The pitch-black cocoon is tightly closed, as if it is breeding a ghost butterfly from the depths of hell. Even when it is exposed to sound waves that are powerful enough to shatter the glass curtain walls of more than ten high-rise buildings, it still maintains a stable shape.

Ten seconds later.

When the sonic attack completely ceased, Black Judge breathed a sigh of relief, opened the cocoon, stepped on the dark surface and stood in mid-air. He raised his right hand and gently scratched his ear.

“It’s so noisy…”

He muttered, tilting his mask to look forward.

At this moment, the Black Judge was suddenly stunned.

Even with his excellent dynamic vision, he was unable to find the shadow of the truck in the forest. Logically speaking, such a large truck should not be able to hide no matter how far or where it ran.

"Gone?"

He thought to himself, turned his head slightly and looked around, but still could not see the shadow of the truck in the woods. Ten seconds ago, in the cargo box.

Amemiya Eagle raised his head and looked up at the dark cocoon standing tall in the sky, as if he was looking at the devil's egg hanging under the sky.

He stood there in a daze, his whole body covered in cold sweat, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Ke Mingye was calm. He thought for a while and said, "At this rate, after your sonic device fails, it will take less than 5 seconds for Black Judge to kill all the rest of you. And it won't even take him 5 seconds to catch up with us."

As he said this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "We have to take a gamble."

At this moment, Amamiya Ying's face was extremely gloomy, as if it could squeeze out black water. After all, it was hard not to feel complicated when he saw so many of his subordinates being cut in half like this.

He lowered his head and took a deep breath, closed his eyelids, opened them again, and asked slowly in a hoarse voice.

"What kind of bet?"

"No need to ask. Just trust him." Fanquan said calmly.

Ke Mingye did not explain, but raised his right arm, silently spread out his palm, and then threw a red and black dice in his palm into the air.

[①: Temporarily transform the truck under you into a super small insect for 20 minutes.]

[②: Temporarily shrink the truck under you by 100 times, keeping its weight the same for 20 minutes. People and objects inside the truck will also shrink at the same time.]

【③: Directly detonate the truck under you. 】

[④: Modify the truck under you and install a rocket accelerator, which can last for 20 minutes.]

[⑤: Modify the truck under you and install camouflage equipment to make it invisible in the forest.]

[⑥: Strengthen the truck under you, transforming it into a "combat autobot" for 20 minutes.]

The next moment, in the eyes of the three people in the carriage, the dice slowly turned and spun in the air above the cargo box, and finally fell straight down and hit the iron plate.

The sound of thudding broke the silence. The dice rolled two or three times and then slowly stopped.

The upward side showed a reassuring number...

[The result of the first roll of the disaster dice is——③ (directly detonate the truck under you)]

The moment he saw the result, Ke Mingye felt a black screen before his eyes and he felt completely relieved. He thought that since everyone was killed in the explosion, there was no need to work hard anymore. Wasn't this a kind of relief?

Good thing...

[After skill enhancement, the disaster dice can be rolled a second time. 】

As the cold system prompt sounded, the disaster dice "jumped" up from the ground of the cargo box again, and then ricocheted to the ground at an incredible speed.

Amemiya Ying was stunned and wondered what on earth was going on.

The anti-dog next to it is not surprising.

Ke Mingye chanted Amitabha while looking at the result of the second throw.

The dice facing up showed a blood-red number, which stood out in the dim cargo box:

——②!

Ke Mingye was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up slightly: "This is not bad."

[Please select a number between number ③ and number ②. After selecting a number, the corresponding event will occur immediately. ]

At this moment, the Black Judge had already emerged from his cocoon, his jet-black tail swaying in the wind, like a newborn ghost butterfly spreading its majestic wings. The whole world was shrouded in a curtain of death, and it was drowsy, as if day and night had suddenly changed.

In the deepest darkness, Ke Mingye slowly read out a number.

"two."

[Event "②" has been selected from events with number "③" and number "②". ]

[Event ②: Temporarily shrink the truck under you by 100 times, keeping its weight the same for 20 minutes. People and objects inside the truck will also shrink at the same time.]

As the system prompt sounded, a sudden feeling of weightlessness came over them. The four people in the car saw black, and when they came to their senses, the truck they were in had shrunk a hundred times. The length of the truck was only 6 centimeters, like a mini toy seen on the cabinets of a department store, exquisite and small.

Moreover, the figures of the people in the car were also reduced to the same proportion. At this moment, even the ants on the ground turned into a creature as big as a tiger.

"What's going on? Have we entered Doraemon's shrinking tunnel?" Orange Peel, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was confused.

Ke Mingye was the only person in the car who had a psychological expectation, so he was naturally the calmest at this time. He turned his head and said, "Orange Peel, drive your car and hide in the bushes."

"Okay, but I don't have a toy car driver's license, so I can't guarantee that I won't flip over." Orange Peel laughed dryly.

Fanquan quickly understood the situation, looked at Ke Mingye from the side, and said with deep emotion: "You are amazing."

"Stop bragging, buddy almost broke this car." Ke Mingye smacked his lips.

Amemiya Ying swallowed a mouthful of water, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, but he still couldn't utter a word. He just kept turning his head to look around at the world that had been magnified countless times.

Looking at the subverted world, he was horrified. It took him a while to react. He looked up at Ke Mingye and asked in a hoarse voice.

"This is... your ability?"

"No." Anti-Dog shook his head and explained, "We are players. I don't know if you have heard of this name."

"Player..."

Amamiya Ying stared at the two of them, muttering this word, and suddenly his expression changed, "Player?"

"Instead of this, shouldn't we discuss where I should drive this toy car next?" Orange Peel asked.

Hearing this, Amamiya Ying thought for a moment and then asked, "How long can this truck stay in this state?"

"20 minutes."

When Amamiya Taka heard this reply, he said without hesitation: "Then let's first enter the city of London through a hidden road, and then drive this truck into the sewer."

"Sewer?" Fanquan asked in a confused tone.

"Yes." Amamiya Ying nodded, "The base of the Revolutionary Evening Bell is built in an abandoned sewer system in West London."

"Come on, you guys really know how to choose a place."

Ke Mingye rolled his eyes as he spoke, as if he could already smell the smell of shit, but suddenly changed the subject, "But the Black Judge will definitely not chase us into the sewers, so it seems that the result of an accidental hit is not bad."

Upon hearing this, Amemiya Ying and Fanquan in the cargo box asked questions at the same time.

"why?"

"He's a germaphobe."

Half an hour later, in a deserted alley on the streets of London.

Ke Yinzhi stood leaning against the wall, holding a cup of hot coffee in a plastic cup in his left hand and reaching inside his windbreaker with his right hand.

He had a blank expression on his face and stared silently at the projection panel in front of him.

"So that's how it is. The person who rescued Amemiya Ying was actually the guy in the same ward with the Dice Freak and me. He was in cahoots with the Dice Freak. The Dice Freak disguised himself as a supervisor and stayed with me the whole time, and he pretended to be Gu Zhen Ning. The real Gu Zhen Ning was tied up in the forest near the mental hospital."

He raised his slender fingers, stroked his chin gently, and thought carefully: The performance of Gu Zhenning and the supervisor was indeed very suspicious.

But Ke Yinzhi has always been very tolerant of smart people, and has always disdained to pay attention to boring people, so it was natural for him to fall into the trap of these two people.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shrugged slightly, and whispered in a self-deprecating tone: "I focused too much attention on TK before, and didn't expect that there would be other characters mixed in the mental hospital. I really let my guard down."

As he spoke, Ke Yinzhi took a sip of coffee and then sighed.

"So, it's time to work overtime again..."

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