Chapter 308: New Force Blood Church Appears

"Unita Sensen..."

As soon as he returned to Arkham Fortress.

Allen could not wait to run towards the artificial intelligence Unita.

Bang!

The hard and cold touch squeezed and deformed Allen's face.

"Sensen, you are so hard."

Allen looked up at the metal body that was a head taller than him.

Unita is based on the Mind Stone, and has the ability to deform at will by taking over Skynet's mechanical body.

It is naturally impossible to touch it as soft as a normal human. In short, it is hard, like touching a piece of hard steel.

Unita smiled gently and said, "Welcome back, Commander."

"Sensen, I didn't get 100 points in this final exam. Please punish me."

After that, Allen knelt down with a plop, his big butt sticking up high, shaking from time to time, looking particularly expectant.

"..."

Unita was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to start, and couldn't help but look at the comedy group who were discussing things not far away.

"Commander, someone is here now."

"Ah!?"

When he heard that there were outsiders present, Allen jumped up and pretended to be deep. His eyes looked back and forth, locked on the Joker, the Penguin and the Riddler, and greeted them calmly: "Guys, did you miss me?"

"Boss, welcome back."

Arthur grinned with his signature creepy smile.

Cobert looked at his nose and his heart, as if he didn't see Allen's ugly appearance.

And Edward pushed his glasses and nodded slightly, looking like a cultured person.

He walked to the table with big strides, pulled out Allen's chair and sat down, and asked: "Are Nanawei and Sanhua not at home?"

"They went to Tony's house in New York to play." Edward explained.

During Allen's absence, Nanawei had nothing to do all day. At most, he would vote for the Joker Arthur. The rest of the time he stayed in Arkham Asylum until Iron Man Tony took Nanawei to his home in New York through his connections.

"It's probably because Morgan misses Nanavi too much."

As long as nothing goes wrong, Alan didn't take it to heart, and asked casually: "Robin the Joker, how is the mayoral campaign going?"

He remembered that before crossing the timeline, the comedy group had been busy running for mayor.

With the help of the outside members of the comedy group, it shouldn't be difficult. From top to bottom, they are all their own people, which is equivalent to filling the test paper with answers, and only need to write a name to get full marks.

It's impossible to write all the names wrong.

Arthur said dejectedly: "Failed."

"Failed!?"

This result shocked Alan and widened his eyes. He really couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Edward explained: "It's a threat from the upper level."

The upper level?

There is no doubt that it was the congressmen who took action.

And the division of the congressmen is intriguing.

Not only are there political forces playing games, but there is also the Fourth Empire hidden in the dark, as well as the interests of many capital groups.

Obviously, they don't want Gotham City to be uncontrollable like a wild horse.

Although the Wayne family controls Gotham's economy, they rarely interfere in the ruling field.

"Fuck!"

The four of them raised their middle fingers to the ceiling at the same time, expressing their inner dissatisfaction.

"It's not that there is no turning point. The new mayor is actually one of ours."

Edward smiled evilly and said proudly: "Outsiders are not qualified to run for mayor. Our goal is to be the next mayor. We are already making arrangements and we must win the next term."

"Very good, I have an immature suggestion."

With his hands crossed and his chin supported, Allen squinted and said: "In the new campaign slogan, foot baths will be included in the medical insurance scope. I don't believe others can hold it."

"..."

Arthur and the other two were shocked by Allen's wild ideas.

It seems that it is a very good idea.

Those who have medical insurance are all middle class, and they are undoubtedly loyal customers of the red romantic theme foot bath. If they can be included in medical insurance, not only will the frequency of consumption be increased, but they can also make more profits.

Therefore, more funds will be used for public welfare to create image projects.

With Allen's suggestions, Arthur and the other two prepared around this campaign slogan.

Every time she returns, she must bathe and cleanse herself.

Hmm…

Lilith moaned softly.

After five months, the shameful feeling came again.

Wave after wave of strange feelings eroded her will, and images kept brewing in her mind.

Lying in a bathtub full of ice water, trying to relieve the unspeakable torture.

"Damn it, he's taking a bath again."

Lilith grabbed the edge of the bathtub with both hands, hid her legs in the foamy water, curled her toes and clasped them tightly, trying not to make any sound.

Hmm…

In an instant, her cheeks turned red and purple, and Lilith's eyes carefully stole a glance at the blood maid next to her.

The two personal maids who served the blood ancestor looked at the ceiling very sensibly, as if giving the last bit of dignity.

This was not the first time something like this happened.

As the number of times increased, they saw from Lilith's expression that she was one part resistance, two parts struggle, three parts patience, and four parts enjoyment.

She just didn't want to admit it because of her feelings.

Bang...

A sudden loud noise.

Lilith sat up suddenly, and the strange feeling was swept away for a moment.

"Your Majesty, there is an unknown force attacking."

Hearing the shouting outside the house, Lilith's face couldn't help but gloomy.

This place is the blood clan's stronghold, with not only thirteen princes sitting in charge, but also pure-blood subordinates everywhere. Even the church forces who have been fighting for hundreds of years do not dare to attack openly.

He quickly put on his clothes and took charge of the situation.

In the dark environment, pairs of scarlet eyes revealed bloodthirsty cruelty, and they were fighting in chaos with pure bloods.

"Bloodlines?"

Looking at the sneak attack enemy, Lilith's eyes flashed with confusion.

The other party's appearance has some vampire characteristics, and is more terrifying like a ghoul.

The attempt to control through blood ties between blood clans failed, as expected. It was obvious that the opponent was not a vampire.

"Lilith, join or die."

At this time, a figure wrapped in thorns and wires stood in the darkness.

"Shut up, Your Majesty's name will not be tainted by you."

The pure-blood princes below took action in anger. They were Lilith's staunch supporters, so naturally they could not let the enemy's unbridled arrogance go.

In an instant, the pure-blood prince turned into a blood shadow and attacked.

puff!

The next second, the thorn wire seemed to have consciousness and wrapped around the pure-blood prince.

Tightening it bit by bit, the thorns and iron thorns pierced the skin, but not a drop of blood dripped out. Instead, it was absorbed and devoured by the iron blood.

"who are you?"

Lilith was horrified, a sense of crisis surged into her heart, and chills ran down her spine.

Although she is the ancestor of the blood clan, it is too wishful thinking to defeat a prince-level existence in person. She can only maintain her rule through blood.

"Church of Blood, Rose of Thorns."

At this time, a figure appeared in the darkness, looking like a body made of thorns and iron wire, with dark gaps between its eyes and mouth.

However, this was the first time Lilith heard the name of the Blood Church.

As soon as they appear on the scene, they can send out such powerful members, so they must be a force with many strong people.

Phew!

Thorns and iron wire crushed the pure-blood prince, and Thorns and Rose calmly said: "I hope you don't know how to praise."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pool of blood swelled up next to him, and the naked eye could see that he quickly transformed into an acquaintance.

Huoran is the vampire Count Dracula.

"Blood God Form!"

There was a trace of panic in Lilith's tone, and she could tell at a glance that Dracula was in a different state than before, and he had obviously completed the blood god ritual.

"Your Majesty Lilith, I think there is no need to think about it now." Dracula smiled confidently.

Two powerful rivals appeared, giving Lilith no chance of winning.

"retreat…"

Give an order.

Lilith decisively gave up her old nest that she had run for hundreds of years.

As long as he can survive, the vampire family can continue.

…

"I'm finally clean again."

Allen happily put on a hospital gown and a pair of blue hard rubber slippers. He looked like a refreshed and energetic young man.

Being in Gotham these days is boring.

Basically, Bruce is in charge, and Allen can't get involved.

In Arkham Asylum, all the people with whom they were close were discharged.

Of course, he thinks he has a good relationship, but others don't think so.

"Okay, I'm going to play with my eldest nephew."

He raised his hand to form a portal and stepped into the top floor of Stark Industries.

"Hello, Mr. Allen, may I help you?"

As soon as Allen showed up, artificial intelligence detected his identity.

Fortunately, Tony set up the identification in advance, otherwise the automatic defense system would be triggered.

"Jarvis, I'm looking for the lost pet Nanawi."

"Sorry sir, it's Friday."

After experiencing the Skynet invasion last time, the AI ​​model was changed again, so the smart butler Jarvis was offline.

"Isn't everyone home on Friday?"

Allen looked at the empty luxury penthouse. Logically speaking, there should be one or two Avengers waiting to provide remote logistics.

"Mr. Tony is calling."

The projection screen showed Tony's appearance. He glanced at Allen, his eyes wandering, as if he was observing the dangers on the battlefield.

"My eldest nephew, are you saving the world again?"

It's not hard to see that the Avengers should be fighting evil from thousands of miles away.

"Things are a little troublesome."

Tony explained casually: "Alan, you can sit down as you like, we will gather together later, and Nanawi will accompany Morgan at my suburban villa..."

The screen suddenly cuts off.

It should have been hit by a rocket.

"Let me do as I please."

Allen said with a mean look: "Then I won't be polite."

In Stark Tower, there are various models of Iron Man's mechas, so you have to take a look.

We found the laboratory easily, and there were indeed many steel mechas on display.

Friday reminded: "Sir, the suit has an identification function. Except for Mr. Tony, it cannot be used without authorization."

"Old boy, what a thief."

Allen curled his lips in disinterest, turned to look at the workbench, and said unconvinced: "Yeah, only children like to play with mechas and stuff."

There was equipment and materials, and with his alchemist profession, Allen felt it was necessary to create a series of preparations.

Worked until nightfall.

Allen walked out of Stark Tower with a swagger carrying a box that looked like a holy robe.