Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 72: Space Extension

Was he just... killed?
Can he be resurrected this time?
I'm afraid there's little hope.

Unexpectedly, after fighting bravely for hundreds of years, he finally fell in such a small puddle.

Lei Xiaogu closed his eyes and waited for the darkness to come, just like the countless times he had died.

But this time, something is different.

Lei Xiaogu suddenly realized why he could still think?
When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that he seemed to be... caught in the hand of a giant.

Du Mu approached the right hand that imprisoned Lei Xiaogu's soul, observed his appearance, and said in astonishment: "Why is your soul so ugly? It is almost comparable to the person who cut his soul into pieces before."

In his palm, Lei Xiaogu was like a soul version of a zombie, trying to condense himself into the appearance of a normal person, but always failing, his skin festering and melting like pus oozing out. Then after a while, he subconsciously tried to condense himself into the appearance he had before he died, repeating the cycle over and over again.

Voldemort's ugly face is easier to accept than Lei Xiaogu's constantly solidifying and melting appearance.

At the same time, what is particularly different about Lei Xiaogu's soul is that he emits a faint green light.

These green lights are not uniform, more like pustules on a person's body, and the places where the green light is emitted are always the first to fester and flow.

Du Mu frowned and said, "Is this the side effect of the Lazarus Fountain? Polluting the soul in exchange for the rebirth of the body? I really don't know whether it is a loss or a gain."

Anyway, it is definitely a losing deal for him.

Originally, Du Mu did covet the spring water that could easily resurrect people, but when he looked at Lei Xiaogu's corrupt soul, he realized that he was just another Voldemort.

"You...you can actually imprison my soul?"

Lei Xiaogu's soul looked at Du Mu and felt unbelievable.

Although he had died many times, this was the first time his soul was controlled by someone after death.

In the past, the Assassin's League had come into contact with some mysterious wizards, but they had never seen anyone who could manipulate the souls of the recently deceased at will.

In fact, there are heaven and hell in the DC world, and the souls of the dead will go to these two places within a certain period of time.

Ordinary magicians and wizards, even if they can imprison souls in theory, must do so secretly, or have the support of bigwigs from heaven and hell, otherwise they would never dare to get involved in this kind of power.

But in this world...the incense master has devoured the souls of so many ordinary people before, but she has never been punished.

Du Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lei Xiaogu in his palm.

In fact, he was just trying it just now, but he didn't expect that he could really control Lei Xiaogu just like he controlled Voldemort's soul.

In the past, he never saw the souls of those he killed leave his body.

Although his current spirit has been strengthened ten times that of Tom, the ability to directly see the soul of a person who has just died is probably not simply due to the improvement of his mental strength.

Du Mu turned around and looked at the skull on his lower back.

He still remembered that the incense master devoured the souls of the Beggars' Sect... Could this be some kind of racial characteristic of the You?
But if that was the case, why didn't the soul of Owl Claw appear when he killed it before?
Is it...

The reason why he lost his emotions after being transformed into a claw was actually because of soul-related reasons?
Du Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seemed that the crimes of the Court of Owls were far more disgusting than he had imagined.

This requires careful study later, so for now let’s just wrap up the affairs of Gotham once and for all.

Thinking of this, Du Mu stuffed Lei Xiaogu's soul into his skull.

"What are you doing!?"

Lei Xiaogu tried to struggle violently, but all his knowledge had no effect at the soul level. Even his soul was extremely weak, not even as strong as that of an ordinary strong person.

When he was stuffed into the skull, he immediately discovered that he actually had a roommate.

The other party was obviously also a soul, but it huddled into a ball, not daring to reveal its appearance at all, as if it was just a ball of pure smoke.

Lei Xiaogu didn't know why, but after seeing the other party, he suddenly felt an appetite in his soul. He had a hunch that devouring the other party would be of great benefit to his broken soul.

However, when he tried to touch the other party, this soul suddenly ejected a tentacle like a clam, tearing and swallowing the soul arm extended by Lei Xiaogu.

"Uh!"

Lei Xiaogu felt pain and immediately stepped back, looking at the soul in surprise and doubt, really unable to understand what it was.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that... after the other party swallowed a bit of his soul, it squirmed for a moment, then spat out the soul that was glowing green.

He even looked extremely disgusted, pretending to vomit and continuously spat out polluted soul droplets...

In the martial arts arena, Harry didn't know what had just happened and tried to pry Du Mu's hands open.

But the power that could easily subdue Lei Xiaogu was still powerless in the face of this iron-like hand.

Du Mu put his other hand on Harry's head, turned him around, and said, "Okay, great hero, you don't have to do anything for now. Go back and have a rest. Hogwarts will start school in a few days, and your task will be arduous."

Harry was a little dissatisfied, he had just completed a big task, catching the bad guy who escaped, why didn't he even get to see the other party's end?

But when Harry turned around again, there was no one left in the arena. There was only a van with an open trunk and a pool of blood.

-

In the Batcave, Alfred was making tea when suddenly a headless corpse and a man holding a head fell in front of him.

Alfred was startled, but his expression remained unchanged, only some of the tea in his hand spilled out.

"Mr. Du Mu, you really... made it a bit bloody."

Alfred looked at the blood on the ground with a troubled expression: "If the police come to Wayne Manor to investigate a case one day, I'm not sure if I can eliminate the fluorescent reaction on the ground."

"Should we ask the police to come to the Batcave to investigate? The moment they came in, your illegal construction was enough to convict you, right?"

As Du Mu spoke, he took out a package from his arms, opened it, and stuffed Lei Xiaogu's headless body into it.

Alfred was more surprised when he saw this scene than when he saw the corpse suddenly appear.

"Excuse me, this is..."

Du Mu's package was bought casually in Shunchao. The production process was very simple and did not involve industrial products such as rubber bands. It was just a drawstring bag that could be tightened by pulling the two ropes at the bag mouth.

But this drawstring bag, which looked less than three fists in size, could actually fit Lei Xiaogu's body completely inside without showing any sign of bulging.

"It's just a small spell that expands the internal space a bit."

This bag was made by Du Mu during the days he spent in the library at Hogwarts, and the blood bottles that he took out from his arms from time to time during this period were also placed in it.

This kind of magic that is close to the storage bag is the only one that Du Mu imitated relatively well. After all, his desire for the storage bag has almost been engraved into his DNA during these years of time travel. His emotions are full, so he naturally learns quickly.

Seeing that Alfred seemed interested, Du Mu casually threw a small purse-sized bag to him.

"I have prepared it for Bruce a long time ago. It is my repayment for the loan he borrowed."

Alfred fiddled with the purse out of curiosity and found that he couldn't reach the bottom of the purse even after putting his entire arm in it.

In an instant, he thought of countless ways to use it. Storing weapons and props was just the most basic, and there was also camouflaging as a disabled person to reduce the body area to sneak in...

Just as he was thinking about how to use it, Alfred felt like he touched something.

When he took it out, he saw that it was a pneumatic syringe with a bat logo. It seemed that the master had lent it to Mr. Du before and he had returned it now.

But Alfred didn't notice that the moment he took out the pneumatic syringe, the device inside it automatically connected to the Internet and uploaded the recording to the central computer in the Batcave.

(End of this chapter)