"There are 137 summoning arrays all over Gotham's sewers. When activated at the same time, it's enough to create a passage to the Demonic World that can drag Gotham into the World Rift."
Ben held a map in his hand and explained their plan to Ninja Master, who had just arrived in Gotham.
"This is the summoning array seal provided by Leggy, the Hand will provide the soul medium, and our people will activate it. After it's completed, all of Gotham will instantly turn into a ghost town! That will be our home ground! "
Ninja Master looked at the summoning array in detail and nodded.
"Very good. This is the summoning array of the great monsters. It seems that Leggy has put in a lot of effort this time. It seems that ambitious and ruthless Schlider intends to repeat what he did in Japan in Gotham … What a lunatic!"
He rubbed his chin and thought for a moment.
"What about us? What's our plan? "
Ben was stunned for a moment when he heard this question. He asked in return, "Isn't this plan perfect? Master? "
"Idiot!"
Ninja Master waved his hand with an ugly expression. "They want to occupy this place, and we want to complete the trial. A new Ninja Master will be reborn on my bones. Gotham's corruption will be washed away in the cruelest way as a warning to the world. But what we want has never been simple death. When death and destruction come, Ben … you, who have always adhered to the rules, have also been affected by Thalia's hatred?"
"This is my dereliction of duty, Master!"
Ben took a deep breath. "I'll immediately come up with a new plan …"
"No, there's no need."
Ninja Master took out an ancient scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Ben. "I've already done it. I'll use my own method to interrogate this city. I want the successor chosen by my brother to be questioned by his soul again. I want to see if he can shoulder the heavy responsibility of leading the Shadow Warriors. Batman … the Dark Knight who fights with fear and will, he needs this method!"
"Then … what about Saber?"
Ben asked again, "What trial are we going to give him? He's also a successor, isn't he? "
"He walks the path of a tyrant. I shouldn't be the one to give him his trial."
Ninja Master raised his head and looked at the sewer bricks. He seemed to be able to see Gotham's hazy sky through the bricks.
"There's no room for two Overlords on the same path. Shleide is his true opponent … We, we don't need to get involved in this. If he really kills Shleide, so what if I give him the glory?"
"Reporting!"
As soon as Ninja Master's voice fell, a report came from behind. Bain turned around and saw the guard guarding the door walking towards him. The guard respectfully handed him a letter.
"The person claimed to be our business partner, but we have never seen them in Gotham."
"Hmm?"
Bain snorted in confusion. He reached out to open the letter in his hand and took out a piece of paper. On the front was a black Hydra logo, and on the back was a set of rings. On the outside of the rings were strange words.
Obviously, this was a joint visit from the two forces. Bain handed the paper to Ninja Master, who was busy at the construction site. Ninja Master took it in his hand and looked at it. Then, with a light flick, he did not move his fingers much, but the extremely tough paper was torn apart in the air, and like powder, it drifted into the water beside him.
"Interesting. It seems that many of our friends will come uninvited. These two are still following the rules. Let them in. Bain, at this time, facing a difficult opponent, we should welcome any friends."
"But they have been defeated time and time again, Master!"
Bain said disdainfully, "In the process of fighting against Saber, I have never seen them win, not even once … Hydra only knows how to play tricks. They are not strong enough, and Ten Abstinences is helping to create chaos all over the world. Their Mandalin is a war maniac and lunatic, and most of their power is restrained by the Sky Sword Bureau. They only know how to cause trouble."
"No! Bain, no … "
Ninja Master moved his hands, and his ten slender fingers moved nimbly. He said softly, "If you think that something is useless, it is definitely because you have not found the right way to use it. Everything in this world has its own place. If they really can't help us …"
A cold light flashed in Ninja Master's eyes.
"Then they will at least be qualified cannon fodder. Any victory is built on the sacrifice of cannon fodder."
Bain's eyes flashed with a cruel light. He let out a low, muffled laugh, turned around, and walked into the darkness. A moment later, in the sewer room, Bain saw the representatives from Hydra and Ten Abstinences.
"I'm Bain … Why are you looking for me?"
Bain relaxed his beast-like body, leaned back in the chair, and looked at the two people in front of him. The one on the left was still injured, but from his eyes and his hands in his pockets, it was obvious that he was a well-trained and smart person. He looked like an orthodox agent. In comparison, the two bearded men who came to visit looked much more crude.
However, from the wounds on the bearded man's arm and the orange light surging in his blood vessels, it could be seen that he was a modified warrior with rich combat experience. In a head-on battle, this agent was definitely no match for him.
"I'm here on behalf of Mandalin's will!"
The bearded man was the first to speak. He looked at the surroundings with disdain and said in a low voice, "Mandalin is interested in your plan. Ten Abstinences is willing to invest in your plan, but we have to ensure victory, we …"
"Puff!"
Two slender black swords pierced his heart from his back, one on the left and one on the right. In an instant, hot blood flowed everywhere. The bearded man, who was suddenly attacked, let out a crazy roar, but the moment he raised his head, Bain's left hand pressed on his head, and that force forced him to lower his head again.
"Guarantee victory? Are you interested? "
Bain whispered, "Who does your Mandalin think he is? If he was really as omniscient and omnipotent as he claimed to be, he should know that in front of the Shadow Dancer, even he had to remain humble … Let alone a lowly, quick-leveled warrior. Do you really have the right to call yourself a warrior? Do you really know how to hold a sword? "
"I'll give you one last chance to speak. Remember, you need to be humble to the Shadow Dancer. If you still can't learn, then unfortunately, I can only send your head back as our answer."
He smiled evilly.
"I can guarantee that when your Mandalin sees your head, his expression will be very … ugly."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and the two shadow warriors behind him silently disappeared into the darkness. This scene made the eyes of Agent Gartler, who was watching from the side, shrink. How many people would be able to escape the embrace of death if they were to assassinate these warriors who moved so silently? It seems that this Shadow Dancer Alliance is indeed a real assassin organization.
He glanced at the bearded man again and shook his head. The style of this organization is too ruthless and overbearing.
When The Bearded Man spoke again, even his voice became much lower. It's not that he is afraid of these assassins, it's mainly because these guys are too weird. With the recovery power of the high-concentration Extremis he injected, there is no way to heal the wound on his back. Obviously, this organization has a way to restrain them.
He is fanatical about Mandalin, but not fanatical enough to refute the insult to Mandalin by the leader of the assassins with his life.
"Mandalin wants to form an alliance with you, but the existence of The Devil Gang is too much of a hindrance. More importantly, Saber Hawk has been proven to have an unclear relationship with the Heavenly Sword Bureau, and the Heavenly Sword Bureau is our mortal enemy!"
The bearded man endured the pain and said in a low voice, "We can't let their minions live freely after interfering with us!"
"Stupid idea!"
Bane shook his head, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. "Meaningless hatred will only bury your power. What will you get if you use hatred as a starting point? But … I have to say, you have chosen a good time. We need allies, but the battlefield of the Ten Ring Gang's warriors is not in Gotham. If you can suppress The Devil Gang's army in Mexico, I can guarantee … "
"After everything is over, the great Mandalin will obtain Seiber Hawke's head as part of his collection."
The bearded man was not satisfied with this result, but he thought about it carefully. Compared to the current chaos in Mexico, the heavily guarded Gotham was indeed not suitable for them to play. It was difficult for the Ten Ring Gang's mechs to be transported over. Under such circumstances, if they still stayed in Gotham, they would definitely be used as cannon fodder by these vicious assassins.
So, he rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice,
"I need to report to Mandalin before I can give you a final answer …"
"Okay, okay, a good dog of Mandalin."
Bane crossed his hands in front of him. "The Shadow Dancer will listen to your voice."
After saying that, he turned his gaze to the silent Gartler and asked,
"What about you? We have heard of the bravery of the Ten Ring Gang's warriors, so we need them. But what about you? What can Hydra provide us? "
Bane looked at Gartler with a scrutinizing gaze and said in a low voice,
"Your wealth is not worth mentioning to us. Your intelligence is meaningless to us. Your conspiracy is just a child's play. So tell me, why should we accept a meaningless ally?"
Gartler coughed softly and glanced at the bearded man beside him. Bane snorted and waved his hand. The bearded man was dragged out by the Shadow Warrior that appeared again. When only Bane and Gartler were left, the agent, who had just recovered from his serious injury, said in a low voice,
"Hydra has no intention of joining this fierce battle. In fact, I also think that what you preached to the Ten Abstinences Gang just now makes a lot of sense. I'm here this time to invite the Shadow Warriors into another plan … An organization with such a long history like yours will not always limit its vision to this planet. It's too small, and it can't accommodate a great and intelligent will …"
"What are you trying to say?"
Bane impatiently interrupted Gartler's emotional description. He said in a deep voice, "Time may not be worth mentioning to you, but to me, it's my most precious treasure. Agent, you're wasting my wealth!"
Gartler was choked by this sentence. In the end, he simply gritted his teeth and said directly,
"Hydra is planning to open a portal to the outer galaxy. We invite you to do this great thing together."
"Compared to the stars, the Shadow Dancer prefers to do things down-to-earth, so I don't think I should agree to your request."
He stood up and did not intend to waste any more time here. He glanced at Gatler and said, "When will you understand that the so-called conspiracies and schemes are all risks when one's strength is insufficient? They are all gambles that can be won or lost. Only a madman likes to gamble again and again. All the opponents you are facing now cannot be dealt with by conspiracies and schemes, but you are still immersed in these hypocritical fantasies and unable to extricate yourselves from them." Gatler looked at Gatler and said, "When will you understand?
"Facing an opponent like Saber Hawk, your failure is inevitable, and I've never heard of a force that grew up by playing tricks … So, Hydra, my answer to you is …"
"The Shadow Dancer doesn't need allies like you who hide in the dark and scheme everything! Don't get in our way! Don't try to cause trouble! Otherwise, before The Devil Gang falls, we will send you to the grave first! "
"Cut off one head, and two grow out of it? Hehe, if you really believe this … you can come and try it. "
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