Nobody can stop me from drawing cards in Gotham!

Chapter 65 Actually, Batman... is my chosen one!

Bats roaming the city... Batman?

Jaeger suddenly realized that the problem was getting serious.

After all, this shows that the court has its eye on Batman, believing that he is hindering their control of the city and even affecting the sacrifice to the gods.

But Batman may not be aware of the existence of this group of people hiding in the deepest part of the city...

After all, those who walk in the darkness may not realize that the darkness they hide in also harbors the shadows of others.

What's even more troublesome is that Jaeger had previously worked with Batman on the counterfeit case and knew that although Batman possessed top-notch technology and fighting skills... he was, after all, just an ordinary person.

But the court not only controls Gotham's celebrities and politicians, but is also a follower of evil gods, and has cultivated a group of special outlaw assassins called "Claws"—if they were to target Batman, Batman would definitely suffer a great loss on his own.

Even in the worst-case scenario, if the court actually kills Batman, and the Batman legend in Gotham City comes to an end...

Jaeger took a deep breath.

The image of that bat lamp involuntarily flashed before his eyes.

He recalled the look on Dr. Leslie's face as he gazed at the Bat-Signal, and also the Bat-Signal high in the sky above the "real" Gotham City.

"Perhaps I just..." Jaeger said softly, "I don't want to see a city's hero fall for such a reason."

He didn't want to see the bats flying through the Gotham night sky fall, nor did he want to see the lights that had been lit for a dark city never to shine again.

That's all.

With that in mind, Jaeger reached out and touched the image of the courtroom questioning how to deal with Batman.

For a moment, his mental strength, which was already on the verge of collapse due to the influx of too many sounds and images, almost collapsed.

But Jaeger endured the excruciating pain with all his might, and instead calmly maintained his ability to think, sensing the changes that occurred after touching the image.

He could sense that he had the option to respond to that scene.

But given his current state, he can probably only respond with a very short sentence.

Moreover, after finishing this task, I estimate I'll need to rest for about a week to fully recover my mental strength.

The problem is, how can I use just one sentence to make the court give up on hunting down Batman, or even stop having similar thoughts in the future?

Just then, a flash of inspiration struck Jaeger, making his eyes light up.

...I've got it! Suddenly I know what to say!

So Jaeger seized the time, concentrated his energy, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to responding to the scene before him.

Meanwhile, the mist that constituted his body became increasingly condensed and solidified, as Jaeger responded.

Even the pale blue glow emanating from the mist appeared even brighter.

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Beneath Gotham City lies the location of the Court of Owls.

"So, did the patriarch say anything?"

Owl, the leader of the Court of Owls, eagerly inquired upon seeing the priests returning from the ceremony at the Gate of God.

"That bat has already discovered the psychology professor who was capturing experimental subjects in Crime Alley. Although he was placed under a forbidden spell after accepting our indirectly funded experimental funds, he won't know we're behind it..."

The owl's tone suddenly turned chilling.

"But he did a brilliant job, providing us with exponentially more 'fear'—if he were sent to prison by the bat, we would never find another pawn that could harvest fear so efficiently."

"Moreover, since the bat appeared, there have been more and more legends about it, even overshadowing our court... This is very detrimental to our sacrifice and operations."

However, to the owl's surprise, the priest glared at him fiercely with the murky eye behind the owl mask, and shouted angrily, "No, no... you mustn't touch that bat!"

"What happened?" Di Xiao was startled and quickly asked.

The priest before them held a very special position within the court. Although he did not participate in the court's control over Gotham, nor was he one of the celebrities or political figures, he was in charge of most of the rituals related to sacrifice, making him the person in the organization closest to God.

Moreover, this priest seems to have served the gods for a very long time, long enough that he existed before countless leaders before the owl.

Many people, including Owl, speculated that the other party might have used the modification materials originally intended for Claws on himself in some special way that only he knew.

That's why he's been able to live so long, perhaps even over a hundred years.

At this moment, faced with the question from the Owl, the priest suddenly laughed in a chilling way, his voice hoarse yet inexplicably revealing an almost manic fervor:

"Yes, that's right, I have received divine revelation..."

"God, regarding the matter of that bat, a divine decree has been issued to us, your loyal servants—!"

"A divine oracle!" At the same time, the Owl was astonished, but a surge of joy welled up in its heart.

How long has it been...? How long has it been since the Court of Owls received a divine message from the Great God?

Indeed, after the last return of the Lord God, He had silently completed a further transformation and was about to use the opportunity of sending divine pronouncements to these loyal believers to guide them toward a greater cause!

This is something that no leader before him could achieve. Since he has this luck, he must seize the opportunity!

"So, what exactly did the God say in the oracle?" Owl finally calmed his inner fervor and asked the priest.

The priest chuckled and patted the owl on the shoulder:

"God said, 'Don't worry about the bat, and don't worry about the fear that the other party is spreading by stealing the courtroom...'"

"What does this mean?" Owl was a little surprised and confused.

"Foolish!" the priest glared at the owl. "How dare we presume to fathom the will of the gods!"

"Sorry, sorry, I overstepped my bounds." The owl finally realized its mistake and was too frightened to utter a sound.

Seeing that the owl's attitude was good, the priest softened his tone: "Never mind, you're still young, it's normal to make mistakes sometimes."

"However, just listening to what I just said can easily lead to a misunderstanding of the gods' intentions..." the priest said. "But in fact, the gods' tolerance of that bat has its own profound meaning."

"Because of that bat—"

The priest's tone suddenly became serious, appearing extremely earnest.

"It is the great Bat Demon God, the chosen one personally by our master!"

Owl: ? ? ?

Who is this "affectionate" person?

That bat was actually a chosen one of the gods!