[Comprehensive British and American] Cthulhu Summons Master

After tying Fei Dunan up, the Mad Hatter wiped the blood on his hands indiscriminately on his clothes, and with a happy smile on his face, he walked to the next room again.

The next door seemed to be the kitchen, because Donna could hear the clink of china and metal dishes, and the sound of boiling water.

She couldn't break free from the restraints, so she had no choice but to focus on Fei Denan, who was still frowning even though his eyes were closed and unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, until the moon was already in the middle of the sky, shining in through the window with the dilapidated gauze curtains, the room was slightly brighter because of the moonlight, and Fei Dunan finally woke up gradually.

The blond hair hung down in clusters, he opened his eyes in a little confusion, and after focusing, he met Tang Nana's eyes full of concern.

She saw that his eyes were very clear, and she understood that he should have recalled the situation at this moment.

Fei Dunan's first reaction was the same as Tang Nana's violent struggle. His mouth was also stuffed, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, but he couldn't spit it out no matter how hard he tried.

But he was a policeman after all, and he was still a Gotham policeman. With his hands tied behind his back, he tried to get closer. He tore off the ring that was actually a soft metal winding camouflage bit by bit, and began to polish the partition rope back and forth in small increments.

His appearance was unplanned, and he was not given the same belt treatment as Don Nana. He was wearing a common thick hemp rope, and soon he untied his hands, and the speed of the rope was much faster.

Under Don Nana's amazed gaze, Fei Dunan untied himself three times and five times, and when he was free, he leaned over and approached her carefully without making a sound, ready to untie her.

His belongings were also searched, the gun and the pager in his pocket were taken away, and a white shirt was inside his black police jacket.

"Don't be afraid, I left a clue, and Batman will be back soon."

Fei Dunan said in Don Nana's ear, in exchange for her nodding and grateful eyes.

"You're really annoying."

The quiet voice made both of them shudder.

Turning around with a pale complexion, Fei Denan made an attacking posture, and the Mad Hatter threw the tray he was holding on the ground. The teacup shattered due to the ruthless fall, and the hot tea seeped into the wooden cup. in the floor.

But Fei Denan was no match for the Mad Hatter, because the opponent's attacks were too nonsensical, and his moves were vicious and irregular. Don Nana could only watch helplessly as Fei Denan was thrown back on the chair again.

But this time the Mad Hatter didn't just tie him up and let him go.

The Mad Hatter took out a short and small knife from his pocket, his eyes widened suddenly, as if the eyes would fall from their sockets in the next second, it was extremely scary.

Even if she faced the Mad Hatter alone before, and then found out that her clothes had been changed, it didn't frighten her as much as watching Fei Dunan being tortured now.

After all, Don Nana has never experienced such a scene. If Mike’s shooting at the crowd at the New York banquet made her feel crazy, then at this moment, the scene of the Mad Hatter stabbing the thumb knife into Fei Dunan’s abdomen is pure evil.

This kind of evil is full of arrogance that is not bound by morality, and there is also a kind of madness that is close to sadism.

The Mad Hatter was still laughing, chanting words constantly, blaming Fei Dunan for wanting to take away his Alice, and then stabbing Fei Dunan.

The white shirt in the police uniform had long been soaked in blood, dark red seeped out, and even dripped on the ground along the corner of the clothes, the air was filled with the smell of wet blood.

Wanting to vomit, wanting to scream, tears kept gushing from the sockets of the eyes, warm across the face, absorbed by the handkerchief stuffed in her mouth, Tang Nana couldn't do anything except shake her head desperately and let out broken whimpers .

The watch with the coins of the old contract was placed on the wooden table on her left, not more than half a meter away, but she was trapped in a red velvet chair in a blue and white dress... couldn't do anything.

This sense of powerlessness made her hate herself extremely.

Fei Dunan's cry of pain, Donna's despair, Mad Hatter's madness.

The figure who entered through the broken window pressed the pause button, and the black figure blocked the light source for a moment. When the silver moonlight scattered into the dark room again, the Mad Hatter was kicked hard to the wall beside him, whirling In tears she saw Batman.

He came late, after all, she had been praying for his arrival since she found out that she had been arrested, but he was also like a god descending, appearing in time when she was about to fall into despair.

The arrival of Batman is like a ray of light that will shine into the abyss, he is Donna's hope.

Looking around the room very quickly, Batman's thin lips were like tight strings. He quickly cut the rope on Fei Denan's body beside him, before he could untie the shackles on Don Nana's body. , and hit the Mad Hatter who got up again with a sideways uppercut.

With punches to the flesh, Don Nana could clearly hear the Mad Hatter's grunt after being punched, even accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

Fei Denan, who had just been freed, was covering the wound on his abdomen with one hand, while staggering towards Don Nana, he stretched out his hand and tore off the cloth ball in her mouth, trying to untie her.

"Don't move, don't move, I'm fine, you're leaning aside now, your wound is still bleeding!"

She looked at Fei Dunan's unstoppable trembling hands and the dripping blood and said anxiously.

"It's okay... When I let you go, you go away..."

In this situation, Fei Denan tried his best to smile, as if trying to appease the flustered Donna.

On the other side of the room, Batman was still wrestling with the Mad Hatter. Although Batman seemed to have the upper hand, he still had a lot of trouble compared to the Mad Hatter's desperate tricks.

It's just that his whole body was wrapped in black, and it was impossible to see how much he was injured by visual inspection.

Fei Dunan was extremely persistent. He really took off the belt on Don Nana's body, and then slid down the chair to the ground with a pale face, his face was covered with sweat and his pupils were dilated.

"Fei Dunan?! Fei Dunan, how are you?"

His blood loss was so great that Donna almost fell and struggled from the chair. She held Fei Denan's face in a daze, and the cold touch scared her to cover his abdomen with both hands. Wound.

"Don't die...don't die..."

But even after doing so, she still couldn't suppress the continuous gush of wetness, and the heaving of her hands became smaller and smaller, until the person in front of her was no longer breathing, and Don Nana clearly realized that Fei Denan was dead.

Sadness and anger completely burned her sanity, she suddenly turned around and half knelt and grabbed the watch on the table, clasped the blood-stained hands and wrapped the watch and the old contract in her hands.

Strong emotions were transmitted through the connection, and in the place where everything died, the gods who existed thousands of years ago perceived her inner voice, a chant with restless whispers in her ears very fast.

The voice became louder and louder, and even Batman noticed something. He turned around and saw Donna half-kneeling on the ground in a prayer-like posture, and Fei Denan who was motionless in front of her.

Cracks appeared in the surrounding space, and inside was a dark and twisted chaotic space. The Mad Hatter seemed to be stimulated by the scene in front of him and let out a sharp cry, covering his ears and shrinking back to the corner of the wall.

Batman was also shocked by the indescribable and indescribable scene in front of him, his deep blue eyes were full of disbelief, and even crazy thoughts kept emerging from his mind, and his scalp felt numb.

A dark-skinned man appeared behind Don Nana.

He was as tall and thin as a bony twig, and he looked strangely cheerful, with an oddly inappropriate smile on his face.

This man made Batman feel terrified, and he watched the man leaning over and said something in Donna's ear. After that, her eyes no longer had the pure light they used to have, but a faint scarlet darkness. Light.

He is Nyarlathotep, and this eerily smiling man is one of his avatars.

He asked Donna: "Do you want me to kill him?"

The dank ending is like the whisper of a demon from hell, and countless evil shadows are screaming and excited.

This 'he' is self-evident, and is naturally the instigator of the present situation, the Mad Hatter.

Hatred blinded Don Nana, she wanted the Mad Hatter to die, he was a villain, someone the world didn't need.

He kidnapped her, he killed Fei Dunan, and he is still hurting Batman.

"Don Nana, killing him will not bring you any help, nor can you save Fei Denan, it will only pull your heart into an endless abyss, and your life will be made up of darkness from now on, like this Pain and price, do you think it’s worth it? Or do you think killing can stop crime? What do you think I’m sticking to the bottom line for?”

Batman's voice brought Donna's will to a sliver of clarity, Dou Da's tears welled up again, the red light in her eyes faded, she let go of her hand and let the old contract fall to the ground.

It was the first time he called out her name.

Yeah, of course she thought about why Batman insisted on the bottom line.

Compared with the evil of chaos, justice with a bottom line is so fragile...but precious.

"We are different from him because he can trample on life as he pleases, and we can never judge whether a person should exist or not. We are not gods."

Feeling Tang Nana's consciousness come back, he continued

"Um……"

Don Nana responded lightly, expressing her compromise.

Nyarlathotep sensed the change in her decision and soon disappeared into the air like fog.

Batman approached step by step, first probed Fei Dunan's carotid artery, then withdrew his hand slightly dejectedly, and looked down at Don Nana who was weeping silently.

"This is the price of insisting on justice with a limit, isn't it?"

Sitting down on the ground for a while, Donna asked, looking up at Batman standing in front of the window against the light.

How many people did Batman lose when he faced evil countless times?

The moonlight cast from behind him, and his long shadow shrouded her in a shadow. The girl's face was full of grief, her thin eyebrows were tangled together, and her eyes were red from crying.

She waited for his answer, her red lips slightly parted and her teeth trembling.

After what seemed like a century of long silence, she finally waited for his thin lips to move slightly.

"Yes."

A voice that was so low that it seemed to be strangled sounded, and she could hear the suppressed emotions.

Waiting for his answer seemed to have exhausted her last energy, Donna slowly closed her eyes and fell to one side.

At the last second before she fell to the ground, he knelt down to support her, and then hugged her by the waist. Don Nana felt herself suddenly weightless and fell into a cold embrace.

She smelled the smell of blood lingering in her nose again, from the body of the person holding her at this moment.

The blood-stained Gotham policeman picked her up, who was covered in dust, and they all looked embarrassed, his voice came again.

"I'm sorry. You're doing well, get some rest."

Finally, Don Nana gave up her last resistance and fell into a coma.