I'm the villain in Gotham

"...It's you, Erberist?!" Bob Clive never expected that this dark creature that had disappeared in Gotham for more than a month would suddenly appear today and interrupt his plan The long-awaited sacrificial ceremony!

Damn, didn't he say he'd left Gotham? !

But in any case, Bob Clive failed once, and this time he planned more carefully and closely than ever before, and the painstaking efforts he spent were countless.He must not, and will never allow, to fall short at the last minute.

"Go away!" Bob Clive screamed angrily, and the other hand that was not grasped condensed the dark light of magic, and punched Erberist with a fist: "Don't try to stop us , otherwise when the true god descends, you will be doomed forever!"

"Oh?" A magic barrier appeared between them, blocking Bob Clive's fist.Erberist didn't expect anyone in Gotham to dare to talk to him like this, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows amusedly: "Don't worry." He exerted a little force, and broke his wrist amidst the other party's howling. The dagger in his hand also dropped in response.

"I am here, your true god—" Eberist raised his chin, and his golden eyes with a smile showed a palpitating brightness in the darkness:

"—there will never be a chance to come."

After he finished speaking, his golden eyes rolled slightly, and his eyes fell on the dagger that fell to the ground.Its material is unknown, and the blade seems to be condensed with indelible silt and moss. The patterns engraved on it are twisted and weird, exuding a strong and ominous atmosphere; the edges and corners are twisted and unpredictable, exuding sinister malice and endless anxiety almost all the time.

It seems that if you stare at it for a long time, even your spirit will be assimilated by this ominous item, becoming crazy and treacherous, very different from ordinary people.

Fortunately, Erberist's spirit is strong, and the influence of this kind of thing on him is not as severe as that of ordinary humans.He frowned indistinctly, feeling that the dagger gave him a somewhat familiar feeling.But now is not a good time to investigate, he gently squeezed his palms together, and the dagger disappeared in the black light immediately.

"You—!" Seeing the important props for the sacrifice being put away by Eberrist, he may never succeed in the sacrifice and offer sacrifices to the true god, Bob Clive's eyes were tearing , looked crazy, and shouted hysterically: "No, you can't do this! Those who hinder the coming of the true God will be punished by Him—"

this man doesn't

I know what kind of evil/religion I believe in, I know a little bit of low-level magic, and I don’t know where I learned it randomly. In short, it is definitely not a serious system.Erberist glanced at him faintly from the corner of his eye, and a burst of black mist emanated from him, twisting and transforming into a prison, binding Bob Clive in place.He didn't give him any more attention, and lowered his head to look at the little girl who was about to be killed as a sacrifice.

Erberist bent down, gently and carefully took the girl into his arms.Because he has rescued little mutants many times when he was Night Crow, his movements are very familiar, and he looks exceptionally gentle and skilled.

The black awn on the fingertips flashed across the girl's forehead, confirming that she was only cast with a drowsy magic, and now that the magic has been lifted, Erberist felt relieved and began to think about what to do Send her home.

Suddenly, a wave of magic with an unusually evil aura erupted behind him, and Erberist's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously pressed the girl into his arms, and at the same time turned his head in surprise.

Perhaps realizing that Erberist would not give him the opportunity to serve the true God, Bob Clive screamed hysterically, uttering broken words with a strange, unhinged regularity.

It wasn't any language known to humans or Erberist, but judging by the sudden explosion of magic around Bob Clive, it was probably some sort of cult spell.Erberister frowned slightly, and the dark mist imprisoned on Bob Clive immediately branched out, wrapping his wide-open mouth.

—but it seems to be too late.

Because at the very next moment, the blood on the ground suddenly churned and surged, attached to Bob Clive's body, and then instantly condensed into large pieces of twisting and curved tentacles. It was pitch black, and after waving a few times, it attacked him in an instant!

Erberist covered the girl's eyes with one hand, and the magical aura on his body surged at the same time.All of a sudden, a series of black sharp blades gathered around Bob Clive, and under the control of Erberist, they were like wolves piercing through the flock of sheep, quickly cutting off those weird tentacles.

After the tentacle left Bob Clive's body, it turned into blood again, splashing everywhere.It seemed that the magic didn't last long, and soon the tentacles growing on his body were cut to pieces, blood was everywhere, and the previous magic circle was completely ruined.

As for Bob Clive himself, after the last tentacle was destroyed, the look in his eyes quickly disappeared, as if his soul had been extracted by something, and he lost his breath the next moment.Urberister let go of the magic that held his body, and Bob Clive fell in a pool of blood, pale and lifeless.But Erberist noticed that the expression on his face was extremely strange, and his crazy smile made one's heart palpitate.

The whole thing is actually quite weird, and Erberist frowned. After seeing Doctor Strange, he had to hand him the dagger and talk about it.

Because of the sudden magic just now, there are bloodstains all around Eberister now. He lowered his eyes and found that his shoe toes were also stained with a speck of blood, and wiped it off with magic without paying much attention.

At this time, the little girl in his arms moved, as if he had completely awakened from the drowsiness magic.

The black mist around Erberister moved, forming a closed barrier, isolating the surrounding space, preventing the smell of blood from drifting into her nose, and preventing her from seeing the mess of the place.After doing this, Erberist lowered his head, facing Lixia's newly opened eyes.

Awakened by the removal of the magic, Lixia, who was not yet sober, looked at him in a daze, her big half-opened blue eyes blinked, as if remembering the kidnapping before, with an indistinct voice There is also a little milk voice that has not woken up, which is very cute: "...Are you a bad person?"

Erberist smiled subconsciously, but remembered that he was not Night Crow now, so he restrained that smile again.It might have frightened her, but Erberister did not deny it completely. He glanced down slightly with his golden eyes, and said reservedly: "Maybe."

Lixia looked at him and said in a low voice, "You're lying."

Erberist raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Huh?"

Seemingly being hugged comfortably, Lixia arched her head into Erberister's arms, and said vaguely: "My father said that bad people can be vicious...you didn't even hurt me. , you are not a bad person."

Erberist didn't know what to say for a moment.Although this is Gotham, this girl looks only six or seven years old, pampered, although she has experienced a hijacking, but because she was used as a sacrifice, he came in time and did not feel that her life was in real danger .She was so young that it seemed cruel to tell her the truth, Uberrist thought.

... Besides, she might not understand.

So he smiled a little, and went over the subject: "Little angel, do you remember where your home is?"

"I know." Lixia thought for a while, and said a series of addresses: "...my mother said, if I get lost, tell this to the police uncle, and they will send me back." After finishing speaking , she was a little distressed: "but you don't seem to be a policeman, will you send me home?"

"Yes." Erberister calmed down his tone, covered Lixia's eyes with his palm again, and coaxed softly: "This is a dream. When you wake up, you will be able to see your eyes." Parents."

A ball of black light radiated from Eberister's hand, and the little girl felt drowsy again, and said in a daze, "Dream...are you also a dream?"

Erberist whispered, "Me too."

I don't know if the little girl heard his answer, but when he let go of his hand, Lixia had already fallen asleep.Erberister used magic to blur her impression of herself. When she woke up, everything that happened today would be regarded as a nightmare. She would not remember what she had experienced, and of course, she would not remember seeing him.

Erberist would not save the little girl, but kindly sent her home.

He stretched out his hand and opened a space door, and carried the little girl to the house she mentioned.Erberister saw the photo of the family of three hanging on the living room wall here, and confirmed that the girl on it was Lixia herself, and then put her on her small bed and covered her with a quilt.

It seemed that because his daughter was missing, Erberist heard the crying of a woman and the comforting voice of a man in another bedroom. He thought for a while, and knocked on the door of the bedroom.

The voice inside paused, and then there were rustling footsteps.

After a while, the male host opened the door and saw a black note floating in front of him, written in complicated cursive characters: "Your daughter is in the bedroom."

After the host finished reading the words on the note, it curled up for a while, and turned into a black crow feather in the host's dumbfounded.

Erberist stood outside the gate with folded arms, invisible.He heard the cries and cries of men and women in surprise from the window, and then he opened a space door for himself and walked in.

The author has something to say: Lixia: There was a golden-eyed brother in the dream who sent me back

Lyxia's parents: Look, we also harvested a black feather!

master:……

Master: (Thinking)

Master: I see!The golden eyes are Erberist, the black feathers are nightjavens, and it turns out they are actually—

Master: It's a good friend!Erberist saves people, Yecrow gives away children, what a combination of punches you guys!

↑Fake, fake, the text can't be like this hehehe

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