Chapter 61 The Bloody Art
Although he had no eyes, Bant still rolled his eyes in his heart.
Peter quickly helped Mark up and said, "Wait, Daredevil, he's not our enemy, he's the Super Bracelet...I mean the Super Beast."
Mark didn't know how to respond to Peter's words for a moment.
The creature in front of him gave him the feeling that it was not a species that existed on Earth at all, and it was really hard for him to believe that the other party was "one of his own."
Bant didn't care what Mark thought.
After all, he was not familiar with the other party. If it weren't for the fact that Peter was injured and the ability of the monster they met made Bant a little concerned, he would not bother to care about these things.
At the same time, Peter and Mark also discovered the blood paintings left on the wall.
The three people present could only muster one pair of eyes, and it happened to be on Peter.
Therefore, Peter was the only one who saw the whole picture.
The distorted painting, which was entirely painted with blood, suddenly made him feel psychologically uncomfortable. The person in the picture had no pupils, and his face was terrified and distorted.
He felt like vomiting.
"That monster, he killed this man to use in his painting?"
"Only one person's blood is not enough," Mark gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"He killed at least one hundred and thirteen people!"
However, he was also wondering, the smell of blood here was as strong as a slaughterhouse, why didn't he notice it before?
"Then how do we find him?" Peter asked.
He had long been powerless and could only place his hopes on Mark and Bant.
Let two eyeless people come to find someone. He, who is a bit talkative, really wants to say this.
"There's nothing I can do." Mark shook his head.
His senses were completely useless in front of the enemy. He even suspected that it was because the enemy had been staying here that he was unaware of the bloody smell of the wall.
Thinking of this, he looked at Bant again - this strange alien dog...
"Your...friend," he struggled for a long time before finally finding a word that was not too offensive, "Can he find that guy?"
Peter nodded subconsciously.
In fact, he has noticed that the way that Psychomon looks for enemies is probably similar to Mark's, and the enemy happens to be the type that is most capable of restraining Psychomon.
But he still felt that Bant could do it.
As I said, my cousin is invincible!
Bant did not disappoint him.
At this moment, he calmed down and used the super beast's senses to the fullest!
The gill-like cracks on both sides of his head opened, and at this moment all the information of the entire city flowed into his brain.
The entire picture of New York City unfolded in Bant's mind.
From in front of his eyes, Peter and Mark watched in horror as the blood painting stretched outward, taking in the entire Hell's Kitchen...
Those crimes were exposed. He saw a homeless man lying on a soaked cardboard box a block away. Not far away, a gangster was holding a gun to the jaw of another gangster. Through the wall, he heard a drunk man picking up a bottle and smashing it on his wife's head...
…Outside of Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan remains prosperous.
This huge three-dimensional image of New York appeared in Bant's mind like a holographic projection.
But this map is not complete, it has a huge gap.
That place was like a huge black hole, constantly devouring Bant's senses and making him unable to perceive anything.
'found it! ’
he thinks.
When he discovered that the super senses of the super beast were not working, he had an idea.
You can fully utilize the other party's abilities to find the other party.
Since it was a monster that could not be detected by senses beyond sight, he only needed to do the opposite and find the gap to clearly know the opponent's position.
But he didn't act immediately. Instead, he turned his head to Peter and Mark and shook his head at them.
He did find the monster, but he had no intention of telling Peter and Mark.
Because the transformation time of Supermon is limited, only thirty minutes.
Although he had previously obtained the permission of the small broken watch and obtained the life lock mode, in order to activate this mode, he had to use a voice password.
But the little watch can't translate the language of the super beasts...
"Can't even find you?"
Peter asked in surprise.
"I'm going back." Bant carved words on the floor with his claws, and then without caring about Mark and Peter's reactions, he rushed out of the room, climbed onto the roof like a werewolf under the moonlight and disappeared.
After what happened that night, Mark felt a little tired.
"Spider-Man, we have no clues now, so let's call it a night."
Mark planned to wait until daytime and then use another identity to conduct a thorough investigation.
The monster used the blood of so many people to draw this picture, and the number of victims even reached more than a hundred. It is impossible that there is no news at all.
"All right……"
Peter nodded and prepared to leave as well.
And on the other side.
After leaving Hell's Kitchen, Bant opened the sewer and crawled in.
He has now returned to his original appearance, wearing a spider costume, and everyone will just think he is Spider-Man.
"It's the sewer again."
"I really am Spider-Man."
He sighed, then raised his right hand: "Eunice, project the network diagram of Manhattan's underground pipelines."
"Ok sir."
Eunice's cold voice sounded, and the next moment, a three-dimensional projection emerged from his wristband.
Unlike Peter's suit, which has not yet been equipped with AI, Bant had already installed a small chip on his spider silk shooter.
Using his left hand to move the projection, Bant quickly marked a spot in red according to his memory.
He was not worried about the enemy escaping, because when he transformed into a super beast, he had already discovered the opponent's base camp. In addition to that enemy, there were nearly a hundred weak voices.
Obviously, he was an ordinary person captured by the other side.
Although they are ordinary people, some people’s identities are not ordinary.
"Senator Andrea's daughter?" Bant laughed. "This is an unexpected gain."
A congressman may not have much ability, but if Primus can use her as a starting point to gain the support of more congressmen, then his future development will be much easier.
Thinking of this, he no longer complained about the environment in the sewer. He took a step forward and followed Eunice's guidance to the depths of the sewer.
at the same time.
At the base camp of Muse.
Hundreds of frail people were hung from the ceiling of the sewer like strips of dried bacon.
Most people didn't have much breath left. The constant bleeding without any nutrients replenished put them on the brink of death.
Not to mention, in a place full of bacteria, their wounds had already been infected.
Most of the people have fever and are sick.
Andrea watched this scene in horror.
She had only been kidnapped here not long ago, and the monster had not had time to attack her yet, but looking at the miserable plight of these people, she was already extremely desperate.
Will I become like these people?
The limbs were cut off by the monster with a knife, and then sewn to another place, turning them into what he called weird works of art?
Or be hung upside down by the opponent, have your blood vessels cut and bleed continuously until you die?
She thought with fear.
And at this moment, Muse appeared silently like a ghost.
"Sure enough, once a person dies, the amount of blood that flows out will decrease..."
His arrival made Andrea's pupils constrict and her breathing became stuttered.
Then she saw the monster pick up a saw, walk up to a dying man, grab his arm, and start sawing.
"Whoo-"
The rusty iron saw rubbed against the flesh and bones, making a harsh sound.
"Where should I put this hand together?"
His hollow pupils moved, and his sight stayed on Andrea, who was tied up tightly and thrown to the ground.
The next moment, the face without facial features seemed to smile.
(End of this chapter)