Chapter 187 Court of Owls: Civil War

Looking at the corpses of the current decision-makers of the Owl Court who had been completely wiped out, the next heirs who had not yet had time to learn how to run the court felt a little numb.

To be honest, they are just enjoying the benefits brought by the court now, and they are completely unable to afford to inherit the Court of Owls.

But people's desires will not be weakened by the lack of ability.

On the contrary, the more incompetent a person is, the more explicit his desire for power is.

This new generation of nobles, after the initial panic, quickly confirmed their most important matters at this stage.

Fight for power!

Although the old Mr. and Mrs. Bowers are already on their deathbed, they have already trained the next generation of successors.

Joseph Powers and Katherine Powers.

It's a pity that these two people, like their elderly parents, were killed by Depp.

And before that, Depp had secretly told other members of the Court of Owls the news of the death of all four leaders of the Bowers family.

Except zinc!

"Forget it, do you have any countermeasures about those guys?"

When Waylon heard this, he immediately said: "Really? That's great. During this period, the sales of Batman comics and figure peripherals have almost doubled!"

Looking at the dead bodies lying quietly in the coffins, exuding cold air, little Ball suddenly felt his scalp numb.

This knife cut off little Bowers' neck without any resistance, and the edge of the knife was as smooth as a mirror.

The boy from the Bowers family looked gloomy. This was not the result he wanted to see.

These people looked at me and me, with a look of caution in their eyes.

"Now, even little Bowers is dead." The Cross family heir said: "I think no one knows how to make these claws that are neither human nor ghosts, right?"

Standing next to the empty coffin originally prepared for Bruce at the end, little Ballston felt chilled all over.

Boom, boom, boom.

Little Bowles' head, with an expression of unwillingness, fell into the empty coffin originally prepared for Bruce.

Then, he opened the lid of the second coffin.

then

"Whoa!"

But now, he is weak and weak, so he needs to activate those claw warriors as his bodyguards, and then he can let those guys who are obsessed with seizing power calmly listen to his analysis of this matter!

He ran to the room full of red coffins and opened the lid of the red coffin closest to him.

Just like the knives used by the Claw Warriors.

"Perhaps this guy is too unlucky to become a true Claw Warrior!"

Then, they began to search, or rather capture, Little Bowles.

Then, Depp's eyes turned slightly white, and an unknown wind suddenly blew, erasing all his bloody footprints.

He screamed and called everyone over, and they finally discovered that little Bowles was dead in the coffin.

If Little Powers is determined to die together and activates all the claw warriors to massacre people like himself, they will not be able to survive it!

These people are well aware of the power of the Claw Warriors, and they are not willing to face those guys who cannot be killed at all.

After hearing this, Harvey explained: "It would be better to leave that thing with me. After all, the current public opinion situation is really not very optimistic."

At this moment, little Bowles suddenly felt his neck being pressed against by something cold.

After the undetectable sound of the knife being swung, little Bowers' eyes widened, and a line of blood quietly appeared on his neck.

But Depp waved his hand and said: "Everyone, please go home. Your current state is not any better than Bruce. Go home and have a good rest. We will talk about other things tomorrow."

Press the Unfreeze and Activate buttons.

Moreover, the head was separated and the death was miserable.

Alfred, Dick Grayson, James Gordon, Harvey Dent, Oswald Selina and Waylon and Ivy.

Depp threw the katana from the Claw Warrior into the coffin, and then took out a black umbrella from the system space.

Since the older generation is all dead, there is no need to talk about rules and inheritance.

The blood spurted out from the ceiling and slid down the black rainproof cloth on the umbrella.

It would be absolutely best if the methods of creating Claw Warriors and controlling them could be pried out from the mouths of the remaining members of the Bowers family.

"See everything?" Bruce said doubtfully. He didn't know what Depp meant by this. "Why do you always like to play riddles?"

The provincial ones still need to fan the flames themselves.

Bruce gave up asking about Depp. Anyway, Depp always only speaks when he wants to say something.

The words of the heir to the Finch family were recognized by more people.

third, fourth, fifth

They are all the same, these claw warriors seem to have really died in coffins.

He immediately understood that it was an extremely sharp knife.

Finally, he discovered that all the amber gold coins in the mouths of the Claw Warriors had been taken away.

Bruce finally took off his mask and said, "How on earth did you find me?"

Little Bowles' life has ended at this moment, but Depp's killing plan has just begun.

Seeing everyone leaving, only Depp and Alfred remained in the Batcave.

Gordon wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Depp: "By the way, James, when you go back later, you can take the Bat-Light from the roof of Harvey's house back to the rooftop of the Gotham Police Station."

After all, for nearly a hundred years before this, the supreme leader of the Court of Owls had always been a member of the Bowers family.

As the luster in Little Bowles's eyes completely disappeared, his body seemed to have just realized that his head had been chopped off.

A member of the Finch family said: "I don't think so. Maybe there are still people in the Bowers family who know these secrets. I think we have to act as soon as possible."

His words resonated with everyone except the Bowers family.

"If you have to ask, all I can say is," Depp approached Bruce, looked him directly in the eyes, and said, "I can see through everything."

Who is that guy?

He endured his nausea and opened the mouth of the claw warrior in front of him.

People from several major families were on guard against each other while discussing when to launch an attack on the Bowers family.

But he is too young!

The heir to the Cross family, a middle-aged man approaching forty years old, said: "Let me tell you, since the old guys are dead now, shouldn't we first elect a new leader?"

Little Powers retreated to the door, and then ran towards the room full of Claw Warrior coffins.

"But."

Little Bowles' head rolled gurglingly from mid-air toward the empty coffin.

After a while, Bruce rubbed his belly and leaned back on the chair with a satisfied look on his face.

Then he picked up the magnifying glass he carried with him and looked into the claw warrior's mouth.

"What's going on?" Little Bowles asked in confusion: "I did it exactly according to the method grandma said. There can be no problem!"

As the heir in training, he knows very well how claw warriors are made and how to control these claws.

Tomorrow is the day when Depp will truly close the net.

For a time, the heirs of each family immediately responded to the words of the Cross family heir, and they discussed who should inherit the position of leader.

As the blood sprayed out, little Bowers' body also became limp.

Blood spurted out from the incision on his neck, and the originally white and quiet secret room was immediately filled with scarlet.

After all, even the Court of Owls is reluctant to abandon such super-standard biological weapons as the Talon Warrior.

Suddenly, little Bowles seemed to discover something.

Seeing his current state, everyone wanted to ask something, but no one was embarrassed to open their mouths.

Everyone looked at Bruce, who was holding a steak in his left hand and a hamburger in his right hand, stuffing it into his mouth. The heart that had been in his throat was finally relieved.

No one noticed that the rainwater falling from the black umbrella was dripping with red blood like blood.

The spurting blood made several walls and floors stained red with blood.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

Then there is no need to hide anything anymore!

After a while, the ice water melted, but the claw warrior lying in the coffin did not wake up.

They were still dubious at first, but when they saw that the person coming from the Bowers family today was just a young Bowers in his early twenties, they finally believed the news.
To be continued...