No matter what, Batman was still the number one superhero.
Between an unfamiliar new hero who was hard to find and the number one hero who was everywhere, the reporters basically chose the latter.
A moment later, Luke and Batman met up in the southernmost part of Brooklyn.
The two of them appeared in a police surveillance camera at the same time and moved around for a moment.
Batman then disappeared into the night again, leaving Selina and himself to deal with the countless requests for help and troubles from the citizens.
Fighting was always the first step to solving a problem.
After the battle, more problems would start.
Compared with commanding his teammates to kill the experiments, Luke felt that saving the citizens and maintaining order was a harder job.
That was because most problems couldn't be solved with superpowers.
Even though Luke had Elementary Light of Life, a miraculous first aid skill, he couldn't help many people this time.
Most of the citizens who were attacked died immediately. The experiments almost always bit people to death before changing targets.
This was unfortunate, but also a sad blessing.
Unfortunately, the survival rate of the citizens who were caught was very low. Fortunately, this indirectly reduced the experiments' killing efficiency, or the death toll would be far more than a thousand.
Brooklyn and Queens were filled with police sirens and flashing lights of all colors.
Police cars, ambulances, fire trucks, emergency vehicles, and municipal repair vehicles were all mobilized.
People cried for help, people hid in panic, and people ran everywhere looking for their loved ones.
There were also dead and bound experiments everywhere. Many people trembled in fear when they saw them, and had to be immediately isolated and locked up.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were all busy.
The superhero team left, and they were given the task of keeping an eye on the remaining experiments. They also had to complete the follow-up work of taking in the experiments. They didn't have enough people.
In short, New York was in a state of chaos and clamor that night.
Luke was treating a little girl who had fallen and hit her head when he suddenly heard Selina's voice in his ear. "Luke, come to me. Someone's seriously injured and needs to stop the bleeding."
He quickly released the Light of Life from his palm in the little girl's hair to heal the bleeding point in her head. He handed her to his parents and ran off.
Dozens of meters away, he saw a woman sitting against the wall in a room. Selina was next to her and pressing on the woman's shoulder.
There was nothing under the woman's shoulder. Her entire arm had disappeared.
There was a strong stench of blood in the room, and there was an Experimental pinned to the wall by a pointy coat rack. Its head and body were riddled with bullet holes.
Luke glanced at the woman's face and was shocked. "Misty?"
Selina nodded. "A mother and son came to me for help. They said that a police officer had been seriously injured while trying to save them. I didn't realize it was her until I came over."
Luke arrived in front of Mysty.
Her eyelids trembled slightly, as if she couldn't open them. Her lips were pale.
Covering himself with his clothes, Luke took out a tranquilizer gun and injected it into her neck.
Then, he tore open her tattered shirt and placed his hand on the stump of her arm. He activated the Light of Life and asked, "Where's her arm?"
Selina shook her head. "It was probably chewed up and swallowed by that Experimental."
Luke said with an ugly expression, "F * ck!"
If it was bitten off, he could still try to reattach it. At least he could try to restore some function. But if it was chewed up and swallowed, what could he do?
No wonder Selina had called him over urgently.
Mysty was a colleague of NYPD. In order to protect a mother and son, she had killed the Experimental even though her entire arm had been bitten off.
She indeed needed first aid.
There was nothing Luke could do.
His superpowers and advanced technology could save her, but regrowing a severed limb was out of the question. He could only use the Light of Life to heal Mysty's blood vessels first and save her life.
"Call George Stacey. Mysty works for him. Tell him to contact her family," Luke said as he picked up Mysty and went downstairs.
The truth was that Mysty was in bad shape, but there were plenty of NYPD officers who were in worse shape tonight.
However, most of them were already dead, and there wasn't even time for emergency treatment.
Frustrated, Luke remembered something and sent a message to Phil through Batman's channel, telling him that Deputy Commissioner Brad had a lot to do with Saks Corporation's operation this time.
Deputy Commissioner Brad might have been wronged. After all, he had only come to New York half a year ago, but Saks Corporation had been in New York for many years.
However, this guy had helped Saks Corporation install an independent surveillance system, and the location of the attack was basically within the surveillance range.
Only a ghost would believe that Brad wasn't at fault.
He didn't like this guy to begin with, so he would give the innocent people in New York an explanation this time.
…
Not long ago, in the circular sewer hub where the Mutant Blood God was …
A figure suddenly sat up in the dirty water below.
He reached out and crawled to the cement platform next to him. He exhaled. "I miscalculated. It's not Batman!"
This person was bald and had hideous scars on his face. His body was as thin and strange as the Experimental's.
At that moment, there were two wriggling wounds across his neck and chest. His waist and lower body were only connected by countless dark red threads of blood, and hadn't completely fused together yet.
If Luke were here, he would recognize that this was one of the "Experimental" that had been "killed" by the Daywalkers.
Or rather, this was the guy that they had used as a Experimental from the beginning and chopped into several pieces.
Ten seconds later, the man staggered to his feet and stumbled to the other side.
Suddenly, he froze, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. "The Blood God Experimental is dead?"
His face darkened, and he walked faster and faster until he finally ran.
A few minutes later, the man, wrapped in a black bag, rushed out of a sewage pipe near the sea in Queens and fell into the sea.
After he fell into the sea, a speedboat immediately started and approached. The two people on the boat picked up the black bag from the sea and left the beach without saying a word.
A few minutes later, the black bag was delivered to a helicopter on a cargo ship in the distance. The helicopter quickly took off, away from New York.
On the helicopter, a middle-aged man opened the black bag with a stereotypical smile.
The bald, scarred man sat up in the black bag, and the stench of the sewage filled the helicopter. The middle-aged man said with the same smile, "Schlade, your project looks pretty good. There will be more funds for you in the future. You don't have to raise them yourself."
The bald, scarred man, Schlade's lips twitched as he smiled back, but he said, "Clairvoyant, the plan to capture Batman has completely failed. This was completely an error in your calculations. You didn't expect him to have so many companions, right?"
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