Capítulo 43: Emperor Penguin RIP

>Boommm!!!

When I was to explain to Pamela what our cooperation would be about. My statement was interrupted by a quite strong explosion.

The gate exploded, although it was open from the beginning. But don't judge me. For a moment nothing was visible, because the dust cloud caused by the explosion. She completely obstructed the view, and it was only after a while that smoke began to appear in the smoke. The layout in which they began to appear looked more like this. First, leaving a large piece of space between them, two rows of eight men armed to the teeth of soldiers emerged. Dressed in full black uniforms, reminiscent of that worn by SWAT soldiers.This person was none other than Ignatius Ogilvy himself known as the Emperor Penguin. Which is heading towards Ive, smoking a cigar.

As for me, at the moment of the explosion I merged with the shadow. Or I just became invisible, hiding in the shade of the gazebo. However, before I did it, I told Pamela to pretend I was not there. Because if I revealed myself at the very beginning of the game. Most victims would have escaped and I would have to chase them. And I don't want to do it too much.So I waited and watched what was going on there.

Moments earlier I discovered several people on the roof of nearby buildings. So I do not rule out that they have a sniper or several. So I have to be on alert because I don't know if Ive has regeneration strong enough to survive a shot in the head.

But back to the current situation. As soon as Ignatius stood in front of Pamela at a distance of about eight meters. He signaled to his people with a gesture of the hand. And they, at his order, pulled out of the backpacks that everyone except the boss had on their backs. Strange looking grenades. Strange looking, because in my eyes they looked like bottles with a green substance from RPGs. Only in the cities of cork, they had a miniature explosive. Which, as it turned out later, was to cause the toxic substance to cover a larger area. And apparently they had a detailed plan, because each of the soldiers threw a few "grenades" to specific places. The "grenades" crashed and covered with a poisonous substance that, when broken, emanated gas. Which made nearby plants wither within a few seconds, then turned into a green ointment. Or rather, they were connected to the mucus resulting from the explosion of this "grenade".

(Ignatius)-Forgive me Ive so without saying hello. However, times are changing and Gotham is no longer safe for my standard people. However, you are a fairly significant problem that may not necessarily be as vulnerable as me. And you can continue your acts, destruction our factories. And this is not acceptable by any means.

However, Ive been too overwhelmed with panic and anger, and from my perspective, it looked like she had heard a million screams of dying people, full of agony and suffering.

(Pamela)-Aaaaaa...!!-she screamed, trying to cover her ears

And as far as I'm concerned why I don't respond and help. It's the fact that I got one of those bottles and what are we talking about here. I was poured with acid, and in the event that my immunity consists in experiencing some kind of pain and then becoming completely immune to it. By subconsciously modifying my body's immune system. From the fact that I have never poured acid because what is the point. I have experienced very severe pain and I will say yes.

* "Apparently fried penguin meat is the best at this time of year." *

As soon as Ive turned to see why her alleged companion had not helped her. The sight she saw chilled her blood. Because when she turned in my direction, I still became resistant to poisons and corrosive acids. And my whole body looked like I was exposed to oxygen for a long period of time and then a stream of fire. (Deadpool without mask). Only after a while when the immunization procedure was completed. Regeneration began and after a while I returned to my "natural" form. That is, a healthy normal face, with horns and wings. However, the anger that caused me this new kind of pain subconsciously activated my demonic form. So half of my body changed into a more demonic figure. And the law looked relatively normal, except for the white hair and the cracked vase face. I described it more precisely some time ago. But back.

I got up in my demonic form and stepped out of the shadow of the gazebo, which previously shielded me from seeing me that the sides of Ignatius and his thugs. And when I married Pamela, the expression on Ignatius and the thugs changed drastically. Even their boss could not resist fear. Because despite the fact that he attacked me inadvertently, Igniatius was not a fool. And he knew perfectly well what he was dealing with. And this is not something it can do.

(Igniatius)-Retreat...(He looks around and sees that his people are paralyzed with fear)...What the fuck are you waiting for?Retreat

But considering that the distance to the exit gate they were trying to escape was a long distance away. I had time to try to work together despite the anger I felt. Or rather give the order and whether she will carry it out despite the stress. Because without it there will be no good cooperation.

(Krius)-Pamela , you block all exits.

(Pamela)-yyy... I understand. However, the plants were destroyed and the soil was polluted.

So they really prepared themselves. Honestly, if it wasn't for me, she would actually be dying today. Well, luckily I have a skill that is perfect for that. Somewhere her name flew out if I even called her. It depends oan that it can clean, clean and the like. It is based on white energy and works on everything. From clothes to air cleanliness in the area. So without waiting for them to run away, I used this skill. And from my right hand, which was normal except for the demonic glove. From which a bright golden light emerged and in a split second made all the acid and poisonous vapors disappear. Leaving bare grounds. Then, using more skills, I made the earth heal within seconds and become green.

Because I had little time, devote more energy to these skills. A really large amount to make the effect immediate. Which meant that I exaggerated. And I made it not only the area in which plants once grew to life. But also the places that were previously covered with stone, i.e. pavements and altacas and one laboratory. It turned into a green field with lots of flowers and other plants. And the gazebos and laboratory building looked like made of plants.

Ive already forgot about the world around her and she was delighted and looked with bated breath at the whole process I did. And when her eyes rested on me again, he made me feel a little uncomfortable. She looked at me adoringly, like an ideal, an idol, who knows what else. despite this, seeing her so cheerful also made me happy. But.

(Krius)-Pamela.You could. - And gestures pointing at the fleeing thugs.

(Pamela)-Naturally.

Then plants under the feet of thugs who gesture Ive put their hands towards them. They began to grow and change into something that resembled lianas and clothed each of the thugs and Ignatius himself. Who lost their weapons in terror and didn't even think about defending themselves. Then they were attracted in our direction. Then they lay like mummies tied up in a horizontal row. Seventeen people and Igniatius the last, rightmost mummy.

(Pamela)-What will we do with them, Krius.

(Krius)-Yeah. Listen. Pamela, as you know, I'm not like other heroes. And my ways of villains who deserve it are often brutal and ironic. I make a villain suffer before death, you understand the truth.

Pamela seems slightly lost, but after her expression she concludes that she is thinking about all the things she heard about my Fatality on the villains. And a bit of disgust, probably evoked by the photos she saw in newspapers or television. (Corpses of villains). Only after this passed, a face of understanding appeared in her face and what surprised me, a slightly sadistic smile appeared in the corner of her mouth.

(Pamela)-We are a ,,team".So I'm with you. What do you want to do to them?

(Krius)-You will see.

Then I asked her to move and then I asked her to help me out of their backpacks, eighteen "acid grenades." She wasn't sure why, but she didn't say anything. So, and you know what I'm not a fan of such activities, I have the impression that I have a bad influence on her. Seriously, a sadist wakes up in her.

Then when everything was ready. I approached lying the leftmost thug. And by saturating the acid grenade, a skill that saturates objects with energy that makes the thug feel what his victims felt and the pain caused by corrosive acid. Pomegranate changed its color from green to red. She asked why, I explained it to her.

Then I started,, playing them" and forgot about the world. And I lost myself in punishing the thugs one by one. I put the transformed grenades deep into their throats, by force. Then I detonated them and let them suffer mental and physical pain at the same time, a real hell.

At that time, She had to create a bench out of plants and from it with sadistic pleasure and slight disgust watched the karma fall into them.

She also saw what they did, and that's because I let her with a special plant. Which she used for interrogation, used on me and through this plant she saw what I saw.

So she see the sins committed by these people.

I didn't think about it and I will have to take care of her so that she doesn't start killing every villain. Because not everyone deserves to die, sometimes life is a punishment or is simply seen as a villain and the truth is different.

A lecture about who deserves and who no, does await her. How to proceed and the like. Maybe I'll give her a power that will work like mine. Because my ability that allows me to see sins and whether they deserve or not. It's built-in and only God knows how it works because it's innate power.

Nevertheless, I walked one by one, until each of thugs became a fluid, synovial substance that did not destroy the plants but turned them into a liquid mass. Which I later sent by express to hell.

I didn't let I look she in the portal. Because She still is confused in her head and that view could be too difficult for her or she would go crazy. Because this happens when someone who doesn't have demonic blood looks into the portal. Well, unless he is dead, then he does not experience this effect.

And what I saw in Ignatius' memories is that even he doesn't know where the Penguin has escaped. Nothing interesting, except for the locations of factories and other buildings. Belonging to the penguin mafia. When I finish matters with She, because our cooperation will not be that she will go everywhere with me. No, none of these things. I won't make Robin out of her. Hehe ...

I'm strong enough to be work alone. The point is, I'm one and the world is not limited to the city of Gotham. And doing it alone, i.e. clearing the world of villains and ensuring its security. I have to create something like the League, but my team will be effective. It will cure the disease, not the symptoms. There are two of us on today. And when it comes to Rachel, he doesn't want to force her to do anything, as she jumps out with an initiative to tack her. I agree, under a few conditions. I will not persuade her myself.

So further after the area was repaired, I startedmy conversation with Pamela in order to straighten her behavior and say what the cooperation would be.