A long time ago..,
The Rania knew that this day would come for her,
Because her previous host... the average lifespan of the species was only eight to twelve years.
To be honest..,
Very few parasitic lifeforms would have too strong a dependence on their hosts,
Only a few would die because of the death of their hosts. For most parasitic lifeforms..,
When the host died, they could just change to another one. It was no different from changing a few shells during the growth of a hermit crab.
Therefore, although she had to find a host..,
The Rania did not find it very troublesome. After all, other than the initial adaptation period, she needed to stay close. After that, she could completely return to the side of the human shell. It was no different from an independent life.
She did not need to obtain nutrients from the host,
The parasitic target only affected the strength of Mister,
The Rania hoped that the other party could live a little longer.
In fact, the Rania did not have any opinion on parasitism,
She would feel a headache only because she could not let the Black Mist parasitize her human shell for the time being.
This was why the Rania could not accommodate the Black Mist for a long time -- because she was not the host of her dark half at all.
However, the last parasitism was a long time ago,
In addition, the state of the human shell was becoming more and more stable. In recent years, the Rania had been calculating the time,
She planned to completely change the host to herself this time.
However, the plan could not keep up with the changes.
The Rania panted slightly,
She tried to leave with great difficulty,
Unfortunately, this idea ended in failure,
Her luck this time was really bad,
She was already in the weak period after building the nest,
She even encountered the death of the host,
Not to mention leaving,
Now, the body condensed by the Black Mist showed signs of collapsing.
If she could not parasitize a new host as soon as possible..
The conversation below came to an end, but the Rania had no time to care about it now. She barely supported her body and was about to leave the factory when suddenly there was a violent explosion that was not in the script.
"Boom!"
The shockwave of the explosion caused Rania, who was already weak, to lose her grip on the railing. She stumbled and fell from above, smashing into the drug dealers on the ground.
At this time, Rania could only rejoice that her body was that of Black Mist. If it was a human body, she would have broken her back. But in Black Mist's body, the collapse was only a little more obvious, and there was not even any pain.
She coughed twice, and just as she was about to stand up, her forehead bumped into the cold metal, causing her to pause.
"Let me guess, now is not a good time to say good evening, is it?"
Rania raised her head and saw a red head floating in the air. Just like the illusion, the face had facial features and was looking down at her from above.
… This person's face is also red? She wondered.
After experiencing the illusion, Rania could now accept the fact that some people's faces were red. She guessed that the person pointing the gun at her was Red Hood, but this made her even more confused. If his face was red, why was he called Red Hood? Or did he wear an extra Red Hood to prevent others from noticing that his face was red?
Without getting an answer, Red Hood did not show any sign of putting away his gun. Instead, he tilted his head. "You are the backup that they prepared?"
He slowly looked at Rania and said, "Interesting, I didn't find you."
The person that she wanted to beat up was right before her eyes, but Rania was so weak that she could barely stand up, much less press Red Hood to the ground. Even though Black Mist did not have to worry about bullets, it was not fun to be shot.
"… Because I am not," she said. "I thought it was obvious that I am not with them."
"Then you should be at home eating popcorn in your pajamas," Red Hood said coldly. "I don't like to fight with women. If you don't mind, can you please leave now?"
He looked down at the white-haired girl on the ground. She was half-kneeling, looking up at him from behind the mask. Her hair was messy and covered her eyes. Her long windbreaker was dragging on the ground, and her white hair and red lining were entangled. The tattered hem of the windbreaker was like a withered flower petal. Wisps of Black Mist escaped from her body, exuding an evil aura.
Magic. Trouble. Jason furrowed his brows.
Gotham always seemed to be particularly easy to provoke these special people, as if this place was more suitable for dark creatures to hide than the deep mountains and rivers. Jason was very sure that he had not seen this girl in Gotham before, but he did not think too much about it. This was not his problem. Gotham only allowed a few specific masked and cloaked people to move around, and the person who set this standard was Batman. He was not a control freak, so he could leave this kind of outsider to the old bat.
He looked at the girl a few more times and felt that the Black Mist on her body was somewhat familiar.
"… Nameless?"
Rania:?
As soon as the name came out of her mouth, she sensed that the other party's tone cooled down in an instant. Before she could speak, two flames suddenly jumped up and curled up along the air. The golden-red pattern appeared first, followed by the sword body that lit up bit by bit. The air seemed to be scorching hot by the flames, and finally, the blade that was burned red appeared in Rania's vision, the flames flowing like a dragon.
— He wants to kill me.
The intuition honed by danger exploded in Rania's mind. She suddenly widened her eyes, rolled on the ground, and barely avoided the slash of the man. The flaming blade brushed past her side, and a wisp of Black Mist hit the flame. It let out a silent scream, rolled in pain, and finally annihilated in the air.
The moment the black mist disappeared, Rania sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain. She clenched her fists so tightly that her fingertips turned white, and a brand new sense of weakness slammed into her brain, making her almost unable to stand. For the first time, she felt the shadow of death approaching as Myst.
Magic, trouble. She gritted her teeth and thought.
It was not that Rania had never encountered a crisis of life and death, but she had never been suppressed so badly. When the Black Mist hit the sword, it was like a snail that met salt. There was no other way but to melt and disappear.
These two weapons were obviously divine weapons that were specially designed to deal with evil creatures. They were fatal to any evil creature, not to mention that she was so weak now.
"Don't tell me I didn't kill the last of you," Red Hood said. "You should never appear on the surface again, especially in Gotham."
This was the fate of an evil creature who exposed his identity. Rania thought.
She wanted to escape, but now she could not even turn back into Black Mist. If this continued, she would not be able to hold on until the human body rushed over from the manor.
Rania took a deep breath.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said, enunciating each word.
She finally gave up on the idea of waiting for herself. There was no time, and now her only choice was to choose the nearest host.
Nameless seemed to have given up on resisting, or was preparing to counterattack. Jason did not know why the Nameless in front of him was weaker than he imagined, but this was not what he needed to pay attention to.
The burning Blade of the Great Caste was raised again. He swung the long blade backhandedly. The blade cut through the air, and sparks flickered on the blade.
At this moment, he saw the girl in front of him slowly raise her head. The blank mask on her face cracked, revealing a pair of honey-gold eyes that did not belong to a human. Her eyes were as cold as the edge of a quenched blade.
Her body suddenly dissipated into Black Mist, blending into the surrounding darkness. The darkness instantly became as thick as liquid. Air surged in the darkness, as if it had a mind of its own, flowing along the ground. After a moment of silence, it suddenly waved its tentacle-like mist and rushed towards him.
This scene made Jason's pupils shrink slightly. The cold light of the long blade lit up in the darkness, illuminating the oncoming Black Mist. The clear sound of the blade rang through the night.
A wisp of Black Mist broke through the defense of the Blade of the Great Caste and suddenly condensed into a slender blade. It brushed past Jason's exposed arm. He did not have time to dodge, and a small cut appeared on his forearm. A few drops of blood splattered. Before it could fall, the tentacles of Black Mist suddenly pierced over and swallowed the blood.
The moment the blood disappeared, the surging Black Mist suddenly stopped for a moment.
Jason's blade fell and cut a large piece of Black Mist. The fine mist dissipated in the flames, but what puzzled him was that the mist that had reacted so violently just now did not react at all.
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, the motionless Black Mist suddenly exploded!
…
Gotham, Bat Cave.
"I'm afraid you have a new helper."
Hearing the sound of the Bat Fighter landing not far away, Alfred took a sip of coffee and said.
Batman walked to the table with the chill of the autumn night. He put one hand on the table and looked at the image on the screen with the butler. "Or a new trouble."
On the screen, the real-time monitoring data of a certain energy was jumping wildly. Below was a comparison image, showing that the energy data climbed to a steep peak at a certain moment, and then fluctuated slightly in this wave band.
"I think this is a sign." Alfred's finger clicked on the mouse, and a few monitoring images popped up on the screen. "Master Bruce, this is the monitoring of the road you traveled on today. By the way, you have probably heard that Miss Mister and Miss Rania did not communicate on the road for the past few days. "
They could not say that they completely trusted Rania, let alone the strange white-haired girl. The car that Mister drove out had a full set of monitoring and positioning systems, ensuring that their whereabouts were all under Batman's control.
Batman did not deny his paranoia and desire to control. He took off his cloak and quickly scanned the image.
On the screen, the map of Gotham was covered with dense red dots, and a black line ran through the map. After zooming in, one could see that the black line was made up of dots.
Each dot represented a crime. It was not serious, and most of them were thefts and robberies. There was no need for Batman to take action. Most of them were left to the police to handle. Occasionally, Robin would bring the Teen Titan or his friend Super Kid along.
"An unknown friend helped us take care of these criminals who came up with the idea at the last minute. Other than being too blatant, I don't see any hostility towards Gotham." Alfred said, "I don't know if you have noticed, but the road he cleared happened to be your route today. Maybe this gentleman hiding in the dark just wants to protect you. "
"Or maybe this is a provocation," Batman said coldly.
He turned his attention back to the surveillance footage. Perhaps the other party was prepared, as all the surveillance footage was covered with a strange layer of black fog. If all the surveillance footage was put together, it could be seen that when the crime was committed, the footage suddenly fell into a thick darkness, as if the fog was surging in the footage. After a few seconds, the fog dissipated, leaving behind a bunch of criminals who had been beaten to the point of looking for their teeth …
The sound of wind flashed over his head, and Robin nimbly flipped down from the bat cave. He glanced at the image on the screen and commented, "Raven said that she does not know where this person came from, but he has a deep connection with the dark side."
As soon as Gotham was shrouded by the evil aura, one of the Teen Titan's members, Raven, who was the daughter of the Triad, sensed the energy. However, before she could determine the source of the energy, the Black Mist had completely enveloped the city. She could not determine where the source came from, nor could she find the evil creature that released the Black Mist.
"I'm afraid this is so obvious that even with my level of vision, Master Damien." Alfred looked at the rolling human figure on the screen and sighed. "Fifty-eight minutes, thirty-six crimes. I think this efficiency is only inferior to Mr. Clark's. Do you want to contact him, sir? "
"Father, I …" Damien was eager to try.
Bruce interrupted him, "No, leave it to me."
He took off his mask and put it on the table. "I'll find a time to meet him."
"Also, here is a piece of information that may interest you." When he got up to prepare tea, Alfred seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and said, "Master Jason has returned to Gotham. If I'm not mistaken, he should have found the mysterious connection between the new international crime syndicate and Gotham."
The name made Bruce silent for a moment. His fingers on the keyboard paused for a moment before he continued to type. He did not comment on Alfred's words.
Due to their past experiences, Damien and Jason had never gotten along. When he heard the news, he frowned and said, "Tsk."
He waved his cloak, turned around and walked back. "Then let him be careful. Don't be stupid enough to be swallowed by the Black Mist."
…
The mist surged thousands of times, drowning Jason in a breath's time. Countless tentacles surged up and tightly wrapped around his body. The violent momentum even suppressed the flames on the Blade of Caste. In the blink of an eye, Jason was pressed to the ground.
'See, this is the f * cked up Gotham.' Jason sneered.
In a rotten place like Gotham, even children could not be judged by their appearance. Even an ordinary girl could grow a bunch of tentacles in the next second, pressing your head against the hard road and using your brain juice to polish her beautiful Martin boots.
The Black Mist dissipated, and Rania emerged from the Black Mist. She pressed Red Hood's back with her knees and pressed the back of his neck with her right hand. The mist bound his hands tightly. No matter how hard he gritted his teeth, he could not break free.
"…"
The situation was reversed in an instant, but Rania was not happy at all.
As a girl who was used to spoiling herself, Rania had never felt wronged. She felt wronged because she did not get what she should have gotten. However, the little girl was very open-minded. She had never expected to get anything, so naturally, she would not feel wronged because of the difference.
But this matter.
This matter.
Rania felt that she had suffered a great loss!
Although the host was useless to her, as long as the host was around, the Black Mist would have a strong desire to monopolize and protect the host. Other than the host, other life forms could not carry her for a long time, so she could not use the Black Mist as she pleased to fight or protect herself.
Rania had originally planned to bind herself to the parasite this time so that she could protect her human body at all times, instead of using the identity of Mystic every time she fought like she was now, making herself look like a schizophrenic.
At the very least, she could bind her father. After all, he was so weak …
However.
Bound to a stranger! A criminal! A drug dealer! Assaulting a police officer! Hurting someone! And he wanted to kill her just now!
The more the little girl thought about it, the more wronged she felt. She stared at the red head on the ground, and then thought of his bad deeds — mainly for injuring Dick — and suddenly, she became bold.
Her silence gave Jason a bad feeling.
"… Let me guess," he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you going to torture or kill me next?"
There was a rustling sound, and the girl on top of him slowly stood up, loosened her grip on him, and took a step back.
Jason could feel that she was looking down at him. Her eyes swept over his body inch by inch, like a scalpel that could cut him open. The cold tentacles of the Black Mist wandered on his arm, leaving no space for struggle.
"I didn't want to kill you," she said coldly. "You brought it to me. I just needed a new dog."
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