Nobody can stop me from drawing cards in Gotham!

Chapter 143 I can't take it anymore, I'm going to explode!

"Thank you so much, Mr. Parrels."

Having finally escaped the shadow of unemployment, Eddie's entire demeanor was like that of a completely different person, and his eyes were much brighter.

He grasped Jaeger's hand gratefully and shook it vigorously: "If it weren't for you, I might really—"

Louise patted Eddie on the shoulder: "Anyway, since you have the chance, go for it and let Parrels see your abilities, Eddie."

Upon hearing Louise's words, Eddie's face immediately turned red—after all, he had genuinely intended to kill Louise.

Looking at her now, he felt incredibly guilty: "I'm sorry, Louise, I—I'm such a complete bastard."

"Yes, you are," Louise said without any politeness. "So cherish this opportunity, you bastard."

Eddie wiped away tears of emotion: "Definitely, definitely."

Seeing this, Jaeger silently took a few steps back and walked to Clark's side.

This would give these two people, who had just fallen out but had now overcome their differences, time to talk.

At the same time, Jaeger also fell into thought.

The plots of "The Calamity of Escalibor" and "The Battle for ?" are probably almost complete.

After all, the trophy is now with Wonder Woman, and the villains hired to steal it have been dealt with.

The last one to slip through the net, Eddie Reiner, has also been successfully caught.

So, at present, the only thing that remains unresolved is the group of cult members who act as gatekeepers.

Considering that he had both stolen the Escalius Trophy from their prize and secretly turned all their employees against them (with money) —

If these people had any temper, they would have sought a chance to retaliate; they couldn't just sit and wait to die.

After all, if these people were truly kind-hearted, they wouldn't have hired someone to win the trophy in the first place, let alone resorted to such an extreme method.

Now that their pieces have been moved, it's up to the gatekeepers to decide how to respond.

Somewhere in the metropolis, the temporary residence of the "gatekeepers".

"Bang!"

This was the sound of a priest, dressed in a long robe and with a face ashen with rage, slamming his fist on the table.

At this sound, the believers standing in front of him trembled in fright, looked at each other, and dared not utter a sound.

"What do you mean someone has bribed all the people we pay to work for?" the priest said sinisterly. "And what do you mean the trophy is now in Wonder Woman's hands?"

"That's how it is, High Priest," a believer said, mustering his courage. "Things have gone completely awry ever since the night the Escalibert Prize was awarded!"

"Wonder Woman appeared in Metropolis for some reason and seemed to have discovered something unusual about the trophy. As a result, she reached an agreement with the winner of the trophy, and the trophy ended up in her possession."

"And our two million dollar trophy bounty was completely wasted—because those damned, unethical Metropolis villains were easily bought off by an unknown user for an even higher price!"

"—And besides, we can't find out the employee's identity," another cult member whispered. "We don't know who's working against us."

"That rat in the gutter—how much did that employer actually pay?" the priest said with disgust. "Isn't what we paid enough to feed those greedy wolves in the metropolis?"

"It seems to have doubled," the believer replied.

"Double it?" The high priest glared at the cultist. "Don't you bunch of idiots know how to raise the price too? Four million, we can still afford it!"

"But High Priest, if we contribute four million, we'll have almost used up all the money we approved from headquarters—"

"Besides, that guy gave four million to each villain." A cult member lowered his voice. "Didn't you tell us to be clever and make good use of headquarters' money?"

High Priest: "————"

"You talk too much. I understand what you mean." The high priest raised his hand in annoyance.

At the feet of the talkative cultist, a strange black circle appeared instantly following the high priest's movement, swallowing the cultist's figure in a flash!

The worshippers nearby seemed unfazed by the scene, but still bowed their heads in unison, fearing that they would be the next to be targeted by the angry high priest.

"Fine, I can't expect a bunch of good-for-nothings to get things done." The high priest withdrew his hand and tucked it back into his robe. "But the trophy—we must get it."

"Fortunately, I had already taken precautions before hiring those people to prevent any accidents from happening."

At this point, the high priest turned his gaze behind him.

On the empty ground, there was a huge magic circle with extremely complex lines, so large that just looking at it could make one feel dizzy.

"This is our backup plan, the key to reclaiming the sacred relic—and it will be completed soon," the high priest said in a low voice. "If it weren't for those damned villains' utter lack of integrity, I wouldn't have wanted to resort to using this."

"This is all the people of the metropolis's own doing—"

"Great God, we will surely reclaim the sacred relics you left behind on earth and together reach the highest place." A hint of fervor and greed flickered in the high priest's eyes. "—May you protect the faithful believers."

At this point, a peculiar rune flashed in the high priest's eyes.

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