Chapter 249: Owl Squad in Action "This is……" Wanda watched the magical energy above her head gather and evolve. At this moment, she felt a unique connection between their souls, so unique that their five senses and powers could be shared. Bruce, on the other hand, was grinning, still a little uncomfortable with the power of chaos magic. "What is going on?" Wanda couldn't help but ask. This feeling of uncontrolled power reminded her of the nights in the past when she had failed to give Bruce nightmares. “We’re saving the whole city.” Bruce tried to control his newfound power, "This is the only way to defeat the reincarnated Bat." He really wanted to explain his plan all at once, but Wanda probably wouldn't understand. I can only explain it as I go along.
…… A giant owl soars above New York City. The shadow it cast covered the city center. The reincarnated bat looked up at the scene, with no sadness or joy on his face. "A grand and mysterious scene cannot cover up your guilty conscience and cowardice. "If you can do it, I can do it too!" After the reincarnated bat finished speaking, the dust behind him began to swirl again, and in the dust cloud, a huge black creature flew out. It was a gigantic bat, with marks of sutures all over its body, as if it was made up of countless corpse parts, and it had a hideous appearance. It collided with the owl totem, and instantly exploded with astonishing impact force. Air waves spread outward in waves, and Steve, who was filming on the side, was a little unsteady on his feet. The images transmitted outside also began to flicker. "Rogers, are you okay?" Captain Marvel Carol confirmed Steve's safety. "It's okay, it's just a little windy." Steve struggled to fight the gust of wind blowing in his face, holding the camera tightly in his hands to keep the lens steady. "That's good." Carol looked at the two giants in the picture. The skyscrapers in New York seemed to exist only to highlight their size. When humans stand on the ground and look up at them, they will feel their own insignificance from the bottom of their hearts. Fury's feeling was particularly strong. Since the 1990s, he had been worried about the threat to the Earth from the universe. Now, the phenomena beyond common sense made him feel that the end of the world was just around the corner. "Fury, relax." Carol sensed Fury's emotions and spoke softly to comfort him. "How can I relax?" Fury asked back, "Humans have no ability to resist this kind of power!"
“That’s not the real world.” Carol hit the nail on the head. "That is a constructed virtual world. Unless the magic power leaks out to the entire earth, it can still be controlled!" "What do you mean?" Fury was confused for a moment. "Do you see the spherical shield surrounding New York?" "of course." Just look up and you can see the huge crimson ball covering the entire New York. “You can think of it as a dimensional box.” Carol said, "As long as this protective shield has not been broken, everything that happens inside will not affect the outside world." "When will the shield break?" Fury asked. “It’s hard to say, but I think we should at least wait for these two totem beasts to decide the winner.” Carol turned her gaze to the screen again, focusing on the battle between the owl and the bat. The current situation is actually not difficult to understand. If the bat wins, the virtual world it built will become reality, New York will be completely destroyed, and the world will be doomed. But if the owl wins, nothing happens, virtual is still virtual, reality is still reality. But now the problem is—— Can the owl win? …… The reincarnated bat stretched out his hand and manipulated the bat totem he had simulated. However, the owl on the opposite side is, after all, a totem formed by the combined power of countless demons, and its strength is not something a fictional bat can resist. "so troublesome." The reincarnated bat shook his head, and his mind changed. The huge bat in the sky suddenly exploded on the spot, turning into countless small bats, covering the sky and the sun. The little bats ignored the giant owl and flew off in all directions. It was at this time that Carol observed an astonishing scene. The protective shield that originally enveloped New York began to expand outward, and more and more places were covered in it. "It's the bats!" Carol immediately understood why, "They are pushing the boundaries of the virtual world!" If we allow them to continue expanding, the whole world will fall sooner or later. Not only that, the more real worlds it devours, the stronger the reincarnated bat becomes.
But Carol saw all this but was unable to take any effective action. The key to everything still lay on the Owl Totem. What will it do? …… "Everyone has it!" In Katum's spiritual palace, Bruce took out a whistle from somewhere, put it in his mouth and kept blowing. Standing in front of him at this moment were little owls forming countless square formations. Bruce didn't know how many there were, but a conservative estimate was that there were at least tens of thousands. Those little owls were fully armed, wearing helmets and holding small machine guns in their hands. They had determined looks on their faces, ready to kill the enemy. An owl with medals hanging all over its chest walked out and came in front of Bruce. It stretched out its wings and gave a standard military salute. "Captain Bruce, everything is ready!" "Call me General!" Bruce corrected. "Yes, sir!" The Medal Owl said energetically, "Please give the order!" "it is good!" Bruce stood at attention and shouted, "Action begins!" …… "Cuckoo!" The owl totem let out a cry that covered the entire city. The sound startled the little bats in the sky, even the reincarnated bats were moved and showed solemn expressions. He keenly sensed that something big was coming. Sure enough, the next moment, a hole suddenly appeared in the chest of the owl totem, and then countless little owls jumped out of the hole. They were in high spirits, wearing helmets, shouting all kinds of slogans, and descended in dense crowds. When the little owl fell into the air, parachutes opened one after another behind it. In an instant, the sky over New York seemed to be filled with countless dandelions. The owl with medals on his chest was appointed captain by Bruce. He had a serious look on his face and was observing the terrain of New York from mid-air. At this time, a little owl approached with a parachute. "Captain! I have a question!" the little owl reported. "Speak!" Captain Owl said concisely. "I don't understand." said the little owl, "Aren't we birds? Why do we need parachutes?"
Wouldn't it be better to just fly down? This stupid question almost made Captain Owl laugh. "Because you're an infantryman!" It said, "You are flying around in the sky, and you look like an infantryman?" "I see!" The little owl's doubts were instantly resolved. As expected of the captain, his wisdom is beyond the reach of other owls. The parachute slowly fell to the ground. The little owls immediately formed their formation and, under strict command, raised their machine guns and charged at the bats flying around in the sky. Because their legs are too short, some little owls will accidentally fall to the ground during the charge. But they were able to get up quickly and catch up with the main group immediately. "Brothers, kill the bats!" "Duck rush!" They shouted loud slogans, raised their machine guns and fired into the sky. Da da da da—— The dense bullets were like a rainstorm of pear blossoms. The bats in the sky were shot one after another and then fell down. On the other hand, the Owl Totem was still sending more troops, and there were more and more owls on the ground, almost catching up with the number of bats. The reincarnated bat looked at this scene and suddenly felt that his IQ was insulted. Is this how Bruce deals with himself? What a joke! He swung his arm violently, and chaos magic burst out, sweeping down a group of owls. "oops!" A little owl fell headfirst to the ground. Fortunately, I was protected by a helmet and was not injured. It quickly got up and looked at the reincarnated bat with indignation. "Damn you!" it muttered, "Look, I'm going to blow your head off with my machine gun!" With that he aimed his gun, and with the mind of a wild animal, he fired without hesitation, shooting at the reincarnated bat's head. At this moment, the reincarnated bat's brain had not yet realized the danger, but its body moved unconsciously. It suddenly stretched out its hand and grabbed the flying bullet. When he saw clearly what he was holding in his hand, the reincarnated bat's eyes couldn't help but widen. "you!" He turned his head and looked at the little owl that shot at him. He felt severely humiliated.
Where on earth did this owl get the courage to shoot him! "Oops, missed!" The little owl looked annoyed. Why didn't he hit the target when his aim was so accurate? As for the warning from the reincarnated bat's eyes, it didn't take it seriously at all. It's just glaring at people; he can do that, too. The reincarnated bat finger had begun to accumulate magical energy, ready to be launched to shoot a hole through the little owl to relieve his hatred. However, at this moment, a loud explosion suddenly came from behind. The reincarnated bat didn't understand what was going on and turned around, and then there was another loud bang. Only then did he feel a sharp pain in his chest. He lowered his head and saw a large pool of bright red spreading across his chest. Was I shot? The reincarnated bat first had this idea, but soon realized that it was wrong. Impossible! He was definitely lucky, it was impossible for him to be hit by anyone. But everything in front of me is indeed the truth, how to explain that bright red color? The reincarnated bat moved its nose and smelled a sweet fragrance coming from the chest. He suddenly woke up. Damn it, ketchup! "Who fired the shot!" The reincarnated bat cursed, but he didn't need to respond, he already got the answer. In a formation of owls opposite, a little owl was jumping up and down in high spirits. "I hit it! I hit it!" It said happily, "As long as no lethal weapons are used, his lucky mechanism will not be triggered!" "idiot!" The Owl Captain of the square cursed, "If we don't use lethal weapons, what's the point of hitting them?" Then, at this moment, the reincarnated bat suddenly felt cold all over. An extremely terrifying thought arose in his mind. "These guys are trying to target my luck?" The reincarnated bat looked around and saw that the streets and alleys were full of owl soldiers. Some of them were attacking bats in the sky, shooting indiscriminately with guns. But some of them stared at the reincarnated bat himself with malicious eyes.
It seemed as if they were waiting for him to reveal a flaw and then rush forward. The reincarnated bat suddenly understood what Bruce was planning. No wonder he summoned so many little owls. As long as there are enough samples, even the smallest probability will be magnified countless times. It's like the monkey and typewriter theory -- If an infinite number of monkeys typed randomly on an infinite number of typewriters for an infinite amount of time, then at some point they would inevitably produce the entire works of Shakespeare. The same goes for if countless owls wanted to kill the reincarnated bat. Then as long as they keep trying, there will always be a loophole in the probability that they will find success. After all, low-probability events have a high probability of occurring. "So that's what you had in mind!" The reincarnated bat raised his head and looked at the huge owl in the sky. He knew that Bruce was inside. "You want to use an infinitely large sample to find that extremely slim possibility, right?" The reincarnated bat slowly calmed down. What he had to do next was simple, which was to prove something to Bruce. impossible! The dust cloud behind the reincarnated bat began to float, and he was about to rush into the bat totem and fight to the death with Bruce! However, the owls on the ground will not give him this opportunity! "He wants to fly!" A little owl suddenly shouted. Soon, all the owls were alerted, and they swarmed towards the reincarnated bats, not caring about their own life or death. The reincarnated bat frowned suddenly, and dust shot towards the group of owls like bullets. Some little owls were unlucky and were shot in the front, falling to the ground with a thump. "Don't worry about me, brothers, charge!" The little owls that were shot fell to the ground, but still called on their comrades to charge. After saying this, they rolled their eyes, stuck out their tongues, and became silent again. In the Soul Palace, Wanda saw this scene and covered her eyes in pain. "Are they dead?" Wanda asked in a crying voice. Bruce didn't know how to explain. These owls were elemental creatures created by the Patronus Charm and chaos magic. They had no concept of life and death. Instead of worrying about these, why not go and take a look at the reincarnated bats in the distance. This guy is not in a good condition now.
The reincarnated bat was now feeling waves of nausea, and it felt like owls were crawling all over his body. No, it’s not a feeling, it’s really there! The little owls had him pinned down, and one of them even climbed onto his head, pointing a machine gun at the reincarnated bat's head. "Don't move! You are my first credit!" The little owl shouted, "I want to exchange your head for a Mexican beef burrito!" (End of this chapter)