Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 66 Bai, the spoiler
  Terry Lee sat in the spiritual world a little bored.

Originally, he wanted to share with Hei his sense of accomplishment in successfully fighting off a gang fight today, and he even thought about how to describe the battle scenes that were glorified in his own memory.

But Hei didn't rest in the spiritual world.

Bai, who had no one to share with him, could only sigh and practice the meditation method that Hei had shared with him. Now his time is so packed every day that he could only find time to practice it when he was sleeping.

"Forget it, improving mental power is also a top priority. Otherwise, every time I share with Hei, I will have to spend several hours to ease the bad emotions that flow into my mind at the same time."

But as he practiced, Bai suddenly felt a creepy malice.

Bai opened his eyes full of doubts, and immediately couldn't sit still.

Through the gap in the barrier, he actually saw that the evil mist began to fill Black's spiritual world once again.

"Why did this thing pop up again?"

Bai stood up and walked quickly to the edge of the gap. After observing uncertainly for a while, Bai carefully stretched out an arm.

"It's strange. Although Hei himself has admitted that he is jealous of me, what kind of person in that world must be able to trigger such emotions in him?"

Pressing the button, the thin but tough translucent rope began to shrink rapidly, taking his body flying to the side.

A street somewhere in Gotham City.

After the analysis, you can take a look.

Bai held the edge of the gap with his extremely skilled hands, jumped over lightly, and was then engulfed by a large amount of light black mist.

The light black mist immediately gathered around him like a swarm of bees that had smelled honey, but Bai's arm shrank quickly, and only a wisp stuck to his fingertips.

Want to help?
  Bai bit his lip and carefully assessed the situation.

He moved his fingertips, and the mist was absorbed into his spiritual body.

Also flying with it was a man vomiting blood and wearing a pure black uniform.

"Of these three bad emotions, resentment has the greatest impact on me, while murderous intent is relatively mild. As for jealousy - my living environment is quite comfortable, and I have nothing to be jealous of. Jealousy has basically no impact on me."

Kara.

"Based on my previous experience, if the bad emotions transmitted by black channels are the kind that are difficult to induce relevant memories in my heart, I can resolve them faster."

First of all, the danger is definitely not there. For situations that may be life-threatening, there will definitely be a slight fear in the bad emotions that Hei breeds.

Bai, who had dealt with Hei many times, smacked his mouth as if tasting wine, and then briefly analyzed what kind of bad emotions these newly born light black mist probably represented.

Feeling that the upward force gradually dissipated, and his body began to be attracted by gravity to fall, Dick quickly threw the short stick in his hand, and the front half flew out under some kind of pneumatic device, and entangled the fire hydrant beside the road.

Dick stared in horror at the young man holding a metal pickaxe below him in mid-air. Severe pain came from the chest that had just been struck from the front.

No one is not afraid of death, at least after Hei tastes the beautiful memories of Bai Bai, he will be more afraid of death compared to the previous state of desperate revenge.

Accompanied by a strange sound effect, about eight square meters of concrete was thrown away by a strange force. Then the concrete exploded in mid-air, turning into a large number of mosaic blocks that were incompatible with reality, and shrunk in an instant. , integrated into the body of a sullen young man.

"Killing intent, resentment, and... seems like there's also jealousy?"

‘Just once on the fire hydrant, you can regain your balance and stand up. ’

Dick thought so, but unfortunately another severe pain in his chest caused his muscles to spasm subconsciously, and his wrist hit the fire hydrant with a snap. He flew out and rolled a few times when he landed on the ground.

These few impacts, which were not serious at first, made Dick's injuries worse. He couldn't get up for a while. He could only watch Terry walking out of the big hole in the ground with a pickaxe and walking toward him. Forced over step by step. At this time, Dick had no energy to think about what happened between Terry and Batman. His mind was filled with the weird feeling of the previous fight in the sewer.

In fact, Terry's physical skills are not as good as his at all.

Dick was keenly aware of this from the moment they met.

Regarding Terry who attacked him for no reason, Dick's subconscious idea was to follow the tradition of the Bat family and beat the opponent down first, and then slowly reason with him.

So Dick stayed.

As a result, as soon as the two of them passed the seventh move, Terry suddenly started to feel a little unusual.

At this time, Dick was still able to suppress Terry, so in order to prevent the ship from capsizing in the gutter, he finally started to use his normal skills.

After about ten more punches and kicks, Dick used a clever attack to knock Terry to the ground. But then Dick, who was about to use grappling techniques to immobilize Terry, suddenly found that his strength was completely unable to hold him down. !
  After five more attacks, Dick finally discovered that no matter how superior his fighting skills were, his fists and feet were too weak to cause effective damage to Terry.

And Terry, who had been hiding his clumsiness, smiled sinisterly, took out a metal pickaxe from somewhere with his backhand, and gave Dick a sharp blow on the head.

The weak Dick barely managed to escape, but the scene he saw when he looked back almost made his eyes pop out.

The weird pickaxe was nailed to the floor, and it actually made a square gap in the ground. Then a large number of mosaics flew out of the gap and penetrated into Terry's body.

"Magic weapon?"

How dare Dick fight Terry now? He was afraid that if he was accidentally touched, he would turn into a mosaic of flesh and blood. Under the double buff of weakness and fear, Dick was chased away by Terry in the sewer.

After finally lying on the ceiling with the grappling gun, Terry flicked his hand and several pixel blocks flew out. A building with stairs was built on the ground. He stepped on the steps and came up to dig Dick's chest. one time.

Although it did not turn into a mosaic, Dick was seriously injured and was now lying helplessly on the side of the road, waiting for death to come.

"and many more."

Dick's body was hunched over like cooked shrimp, and his lips were trembling from the severe pain.

"I do not understand……"

"You don't need to understand at all."

Terry said expressionlessly, raising the metal pick.

But the next second, Terry's eyes became a little confused, and his expression became quite dissatisfied.

"Why this time?"

The murderous aura disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of innocent and harmless eyes.

"It's better to come sooner than later! Hei!"

"what?"

Bai lowered his head, looked at Dick lying at his feet with a weak and helpless expression, scratched his head, and put away the metal pick.

He leaned down and looked into Dick's blue eyes for a few seconds.

"Hey, I have an impression. Isn't this the young master?"

Bai stretched out his hand to help Dick up, and was quite concerned: "Why is he injured like this - what? Is he the one you want to kill?!"

(End of this chapter)