Chapter 2883

When the alarm of the main gate sounded, Barbara almost couldn't believe her ears.

There was clearly nothing on the monitor!

When she switched the screen to look again, she discovered that Jason had already been fighting with someone. To be precise, Jason had already been beaten to the ground. The other party might have been a shameless sneak attack, but regardless, he had already fallen to the ground.

Barbara hurried to notify others with the intercom, especially notifying Cassandra who was guarding Wayne Manor.

Barbara knew very well that Jason's physical skills weren't weak. Even if the other party was a sneak attack, he should have had some ability to resist. Since he was knocked down in one encounter, it showed that the other party's ability was far above him.

Cassandra was the only person Batman had admitted he wasn't as good as. This little girl could be said to be the strongest fighter on Earth, and now she should be the only one who could reverse the situation.

Cassandra soon appeared in front of the Batcave's gate, but an awkward scene appeared—she couldn't get in.

After the alarm was triggered, the main gate was forcibly locked. Now no one could get in, but the intruder had gotten in. Barbara didn't see how he got in, but this defense command successfully blocked Cassandra outside.

Damian had also been prepared for a long time, meeting Tim in one place, taking high-power UV lamps, holy water, and crosses, even hiding two "Bibles" on his body, and even hanging garlic.

"Did you see anything?" Damian looked around suspiciously. He said, "Why do I seem to see a human shadow?"

"Don't scare yourself," Tim looked at the surrounding environment and said, "The intruder can't stay hidden forever. Even if he turns into a bat and hides in some corner, he will sooner or later be found by Barbara..."

Click, click, click...

An eerie clashing sound came. Both of them shivered at the same time. Damian said, "Look, I said there might be something next to us!"

Tim listened carefully and felt it sounded like some kind of bone product clashing with each other. The sound had some regularity. He listened carefully again. Wasn't this Morse code?

"Run..."

Tim had just deciphered this word when a flash of light appeared before his eyes, and a figure appeared abruptly in the center of the hall.

Batman in the laboratory looked at the picture on the monitor, then turned to look at Shiler and said, "Is this the breakthrough point you mentioned?"

Suddenly he fixed his eyes on the person's eyebrows and eyes on the screen. Don't look at those pale pupils that were a bit eerie, but Batman wasn't looking at this. He looked at the structure of this person's brow bone, and then looked at Shiler's.

"What is your relationship with him?" For Batman, this wasn't a question, because bone analysis couldn't be faked. The similarity of the bone structure of the brow arch between the two reached 80%. There was no need for any cover-up for this degree of similarity.

"Is he your son?" Batman asked.

Shiler just smiled and didn't speak.

This gave Batman some other guesses. The age difference between the two was normal, but if considering the Contest of Champions, another possibility existed, which was that the two were actually counterparts from different universes.

Don't look at the Batmen who entered the Contest of Champions being about the same age. It was just that some who received invitation letters couldn't come for various reasons. If they were really gathered together, there might be men, women, old, and young.

So if this doctor named Shiler was also a player who received an invitation, he might also meet other versions of himself from different universes. This young man who suddenly appeared in the Batcave might not be his son, but his younger self.

The actual evidence for this inference was relatively strong, because usually, the genetic similarity between father and son couldn't reach 80%. Perhaps one of the five senses was very similar, but the bone structure couldn't be so consistent. And if it were the same person, it would make sense.

It was just that there was no lack of logical arguments for refutation. First of all, looking at the one standing on the screen and the one sitting here now, they were completely two different styles, right?

Taking a step back, to become an excellent surgeon, the age of the one standing on the screen should be honestly studying in medical school.

But Batman didn't need to look to know that the one standing and Dick had some common points—they weren't the kind of people who could study at all.

And what surprised Batman most was that he had fangs.

"Vampire?!"

Damian and Tim also exclaimed. Although there was no red light in his eyes, and they didn't see him turn into a bat, fangs were the best evidence.

Although they expected that vampires might come to invade, they were still a bit surprised when they really saw it. Damian and Tim hurriedly set up UV lamps and took out crosses as weapons—

Completely useless.

Instead, because they were busy preparing these things and didn't make an effective frontal defense, the two of them flew out the moment the other party moved.

Damian had been holding the UV lamp all along, but he wasn't willing to be an assistant on the side. He felt that since the other party's magic defense had been broken and a UV lamp had been used to give the other party a heavy blow, then attacking the other party while they were vulnerable was the best method, so he simply threw the lamp away and rushed up.

The moment the UV light disappeared, the flames went out. The black suit had already been burned to pieces, but because the skin was also burned black, there was no difference. The only thing different from before was that accompanied by the disappearance of the moonlight power, the previously pale pupils returned to their normal brown color.

At this time, Kong Su had already picked up the staff. He smashed the staff hard on the ground, and the power of moonlight was about to shroud them again.

Dick saw that the situation wasn't right. Magic power covered his whole body, and he lunged toward that figure like an arrow leaving the string. Kong Su was just a skeleton frame; he couldn't fight in close quarters. This move knocked him down. Moreover, his mouth was tied, and he couldn't speak, making him click-clack again.

The Robins' offensive arrived suddenly, and the moonlight Shiler had already picked up the candlestick. Perhaps because there was no protection of moonlight power, when the golden candlestick was held in his hand again, the flames burned onto his entire arm.

The consequences of direct contact with holy relics were much more serious than imagined. Barbara watched with her own eyes as all the muscles of the hand holding the candlestick were burned away, almost leaving only white bones, but he still didn't let go.

A dangerous intuition urged Barbara to retreat, but she still rushed up. This time she didn't take a gun, only a baton, and struck fiercely at the back of the other party's neck.

Jason wasn't that polite. He took out a pistol directly. The bullets were filled with silver powder aimed at vampires. Damian used Batarangs, and Cassandra's weapons had been knocked away before, so she was empty-handed, but she used a fatal strangulation technique as soon as she made a move.

The fastest was Cassandra. She approached the neck of the moonlight Shiler in an instant.

Shiler dodged at a speed Cassandra couldn't see, and then twisted her wrist back—bang!

Cassandra flew out directly. Following closely were two Batarangs that were hit back by the candlestick. Jason hit with two bullets, but the vampire's healing speed was extremely fast. The smoke from the wound had just come out, and the bullets were squeezed out. Not even much blood flowed.

Discovering that the bullets weren't effective, Jason simply intended to adopt close combat, but Damian, who hadn't hit, looked back at Cassandra and discovered that after being thrown against the wall, she didn't land steadily, but fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"No, don't get close to him!" Damian shouted.

But it was too late. The irritable Jason didn't listen to his stop, swung a short stick, and smashed it over.

Shiler didn't dodge at all. The candlestick went sideways. Jason's full-strength stick only knocked off three centimeters of the candlestick. The next second, his wrist flipped, the candlestick flicked upward, and with a slap, the short stick flew out.

Jason didn't react at all. The sharp candlestick was inserted into his right shoulder. Jason gritted his teeth, lifted his knee to hit, and broke free from the weapon's restraint on Shiler's ribs.

But he had just taken a step back when the candlestick changed from stabbing to sweeping, smashing heavily on his right cheekbone. The moment Jason lost his balance and fell to the side, his hands held high were about to stab downward.

Zing!

A Batarang hit the candlestick askew, and the metal gauntlet with a fierce fist wind arrived afterward. Shiler tilted his head to dodge and kicked back with his leg to return the favor.

Batman's veteran experience made him judge that this was just a feint. Once he dodged to the front right, the other party would immediately change hands and stab with the candlestick. Even if he wasn't a vampire, if this hit his leg, he would immediately lose most of his mobility.

So Batman only took a small step forward, because as long as he wasn't kicked by the part with the greatest force, the ankle, it was nothing to be touched by the lower leg. He could completely take it hard. At this time, he could lean forward and take advantage of the gap when the weapon changed hands to immediately subdue the other party.

Batman almost instinctively did this, but when Shiler's hard lower leg bone touched his body, he knew something was wrong.

Batman flew out sideways directly and fell heavily to the ground. Everyone in the Bat-family was stunned, and the movements of preparing to attack again just froze on the spot.

Batman weighed a full 200 pounds, which was about 190 jin, and his full set of bat armor was at least 20 or 30 kilograms. You tell me he was kicked away?

This wasn't a cartoon. In the real world, fighting couldn't have so many aerial movements. The strength required to make a person fly was very great. An ordinary car driving at over 100 miles and hitting a person away could only send them a few meters, and they might not even leave the ground very high. To hit that kind of parabolic flight, it had to be a big truck that was severely speeding or heavy enough.

In theory, it was impossible for humans to make the other party fly with a kicking action. The so-called kicking away was just sliding along the ground. But the 200-pound Batman just now floated directly and fell to the ground from top to bottom.

Batman knew his thigh bone was broken as soon as he turned over, and it was very serious. He couldn't stand up at all now.

"Don't get close to him!" Batman raised his volume and said: "His strength is too great, use long-range weapons!"

Afterward, he immediately pulled out a treatment needle from his waist and stabbed it into his leg.

Dick, who was pressing on Kong Su, was also stunned. He didn't care about restricting Kong Su, pointed at the direction where the sound came from, and vampire magic shrouded Batman's lower body, making his injuries heal rapidly.

Under the dual effect of the treatment needle and magic, Batman could barely stand up, but he was still limping. He immediately used the remote control on his back armor to call out the machine guns in the Batcave.

Kong Su's bird beak clicked faster. Dick turned his head again. He felt that this skeleton big bird might want to say something, so he rushed over and pinched Kong Su's bird beak.

He instinctively felt that the words Kong Su wanted to say might be very important, so he hurriedly untied the rope on Kong Su's mouth.

"Don't attack him!" Kong Su growled lowly: "The more pain he feels, the greater his strength will be! Don't let him get hurt!!!"

Batman's fingers were already on the button. Hearing these words from Kong Su, he immediately verified his guess.

Of course, this also had to do with Shiler's previous hint. This counterpart of his in another universe, who was transformed by a vampire as soon as he came to this world, why exactly?

Batman couldn't see any other reason, because just from the process of him fighting Cassandra, he could see that the other party was an extremely powerful fighting master, and also possessed moonlight power that Cassandra didn't have. Such a person didn't need vampire power to add icing to the cake at all.

Then only one possibility remained—he was aiming for the shortcomings brought by vampire bloodlines.

It sounded a bit ridiculous, but for most suicide methods for humans, the negative effects were too strong.

Stabbing any part of the body, not to mention that the sense of pain was continuously decaying, adrenaline would also immunize part of the pain, and the subsequent bleeding was also a very troublesome thing, which would make people fall into continuous weakness. There were too few parts that could be injured without affecting actions.

But the shortcomings brought by vampire bloodlines didn't have this problem. Vampires would burn because of holy relics or sunlight. This kind of burning would bring great pain, not just the pain of burns, but also the severe pain of the soul being scorched.

And there would be no bleeding, no hindrance to actions, no sequelae that couldn't be healed completely. It could be said to be exchanging the greatest pain for the smallest price.

If a person's way of obtaining strength was to lift muscle restrictions, pain stimulation was indispensable to him, then becoming a vampire was simply the best way.

Facts proved that Shiler succeeded.

Batman was just kicked, and his physical feeling was no different from being hit by a truck. The first thing he did after getting up was to hurriedly find Cassandra who had just been knocked away, gave her a treatment needle, and shouted at Dick: "Use magic!"

Dick looked at the direction where the sound came from, and only then remembered that Cassandra was also injured. He raised his hand, and purple light shrouded Cassandra, and then Cassandra nodded at Batman and rushed toward Shiler again.

Batman was a bit slow and couldn't stop her. Cassandra fought with Shiler again.

This time she learned to be smart, using fast and dazzling boxing techniques, trying to avoid long-term entanglement with Shiler, not giving him the chance to knock herself away.

This kind of fighting style had some effect, because Cassandra had a smaller body and fast speed, hitting and leaving. It took some effort to catch her.

Damian, Jason, and Barbara, inspired by Batman, no longer rushed up to collide head-on, but used long-range means to interfere with Shiler's movements.

At this time, Tim had already reached the second floor and set up a sniper rifle loaded with anesthetic ammunition, but very unsurprisingly, it was dodged by Shiler. But after this anesthetic needle landed, a burst of smoke rose.

The Robins immediately covered their noses and mouths and didn't breathe anymore, but obviously, it was impossible for Batman to use such a simple strategy. This thing wasn't anesthetized through breathing, but through invading wounds on the body, especially open wounds.