Batman is out of control.
Maybe it was because, in a sense, he had just believed that he had really killed someone, or maybe it was because Schiller's question and the answer he gave himself in his heart contained content that he wanted to escape.
Or perhaps, the forced stop during the process of controlling the Kuroshio made his spirit even more stimulated, making him unable to control himself.
But in short, the black tide outside Batman and the mayor's mansion is completely out of control.
Clark, who was lying on the ground, had already closed his eyes. Schiller's question also greatly stimulated him. His thinking was in confusion. Perhaps he was hiding an escape emotion and was unwilling to watch the scene of flying limbs.
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But at this moment, the black tide that was about to destroy the manor was suddenly blocked. A curtain of light descended, and the black tide was condensed again.
A figure appeared next to the railing of the patio on the second floor. It was Schiller in a black suit.
What was strange was that he was holding a paint brush in his hand. It looked like he had just finished work. He threw the paint brush aside, clapped his hands and said: "The test of this room is almost done, we...
…”
Just when Schiller said this, a black figure suddenly jumped down along the patio on the second floor. Originally, he was crowded with the group of crying people, but at this time, the figure quickly rolled over
, bypassing Clown Jack and coming to Clark's side.
The hand raised the knife and dropped the rope. The rope on Clark's body was cut. The man grabbed the kryptonite from his chest and threw it out. With a "clang", when the kryptonite fell to the ground, Schiller, who was standing on the patio on the second floor, narrowed his eyes.
Eye.
"Merkel." Schiller said in a low tone. He looked at the person next to Clark, who was his former housekeeper Merkel.
The unbound Superman flew up directly, but Merkel coughed a little weakly. The contact with kryptonite seemed to have caused some damage to him. He looked at Schiller and said: "Sorry, sir, I didn't know.
What's going on, but I guess I have to save him, he's a good guy."
"Did you touch the bottle of wine I put on the bookshelf?"
Although Schiller said a question, his tone was very certain. There was no other possibility except that Merkel had been exposed to crazy wine and was pulled into a dream.
"It seems that when I was not at the manor, you finally remembered your mission."
Schiller lowered his eyes and looked lifeless, but Merkel's expression gradually turned cold. He said in a somewhat cold tone: "When did you find out?"
"Are you referring to the fact that you are a Soviet spy? That may come sooner than you think."
Schiller sighed and said: "You hand the newsboy some food and take the newspaper from his hand every day, but you don't realize that it is actually a way of transmitting information?"
"A student of my colleague took over Gotham's 'Kid King' after he was killed, and unified all the newsboys, cigarette boys and hawkers in Gotham. There will be no better informants than this group of kids.
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"So, you discovered it when I first came to work in your manor?"
"Earlier than that, when you got off the train from Gotham Railway Station, Tobacco Boy had already discovered something was wrong with you..."
While the two of them were chatting, Clark's body began to tremble while he was flying in the air. Schiller looked up and saw that Clark's body began to emit light...
Schiller frowned. Obviously, this situation was beyond his expectation, but something even more shocking to him was yet to come.
Clark opened his arms, a bright light emitted from his body, and then he soared into the sky.
Whether it was the light curtain that Schiller had just set up or the seemingly never-ending snowstorm that had been surrounding the manor, they were all dispersed by Clark who flew up.
The fierce cold wind and the almost airtight blizzard suddenly condensed. In an instant, a hole was opened in the gloomy sky, and an extremely bright beam of light came down from top to bottom and shone on Clark.
"Wait..." Schiller frowned, as if he felt something was wrong, and he immediately said: "Get away immediately and get them out!"
But it was too late. When Clark punched a hole in the light curtain, the black tide controlled by Batman also took advantage of it and broke the light curtain from its weak point. The huge black wave instantly destroyed the buildings of the manor.
The expected scene of swallowing everything did not appear. A sun rose from the ground and turned into a halo, protecting everyone present. Clark fell from the sun's rays, his eyes flashing with blazing light.
At this time, Batman also emerged from the black tide, endless black waves surrounded him, and the deepest darkness in the world burst out from his eyes.
The two forces stood still for a moment, then moved at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and then collided fiercely.
The moment light and darkness collided, everything was shattered.
It includes not only the manor of the mayor's residence and all the furniture and walls in the manor, but also the shadow of the building in the distance, the invisible wall further away, and an entire room in the palace of thought.
Zooming in, at the top of a tall tower, the tail of a giant snake lingering on the top of the tower suddenly flashed a small point of light.
The giant snake moved its head, opened its eyes from sleepiness, and looked at its tail with a confused expression.
Then in an instant, the snake's eyes were blinded.
That small spot of light burst out with intense light in an instant, like the sun setting on the top of a tower.
When Jörmungandr didn't react at all, he was blown away by a mushroom cloud like a bullet.
The dream space is always extremely silent, but this time, an indescribable loud noise burst out from the top of the tower. In addition to blowing Jörmungandr and the two rooms he had just built out, the original high
The more than twenty floors at the top of the tower also turned into powder.
When the halo of light accompanied by the mushroom clouds swayed, everything calmed down, leaving only the tall tower that suddenly became shorter, standing quietly in a vast white space.
Bruce sat up from the bed in shock. He closed his eyes again in confusion. When he opened them again, what appeared in front of him was a slightly unfamiliar guest room, but what was certain was that this was indeed the interior of the mayor's mansion.
He touched his forehead and felt a little groggy, his eyes could not open, and his nose was a little blocked. But when he stood up from the bed, he suddenly found that the room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
He saw a small table placed next to his bed. There was a wine glass on the table, but there was no bottle. There was no liquid left in the wine glass. Bruce frowned and walked over, picked up the wine glass, and squinted.
Opened my eyes...
If that was really a dream, then when did you fall into the dream?
To determine this, you must know what the current situation is in the manor.
He opened the door and found that he was in a guest room on the second floor. When he looked into the corridor, he found that there were traces of a fight in the corridor. Bruce recalled that that was where they had clashed with the agents before.
In other words, he was probably dragged into a dream when he was about to take a break to recover his strength after fighting the agents.
Bruce looked down at the wine glass in his hand again, thinking deeply, and at this moment, he heard a sound coming from the end of the corridor, and he quickly closed the door.
If he fell asleep after fighting with the agents, the agents were only escaped by them but not defeated by them. They might be in the entire manor now.
When there was a knock on the door, Bruce was sure that it was not an agent, because the agent didn't knock at all.
Sure enough, it was Clark standing outside the door. He was covering his head, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were half-closed, looking a little sleepy and confused.
"Oh, it's you. Just now, I heard something moving next door, so I wanted to come over and have a look. For some reason, I passed out next door and had a very strange dream..."
Bruce frowned, and he let Clark enter the room. After a while, Lex also came over. He and Bruce looked at each other, and they seemed to understand what the other was confused about.
"Let's start from the beginning." Lex sat down, knocked on the table, and then said, "There is no doubt that we were pulled into a strange dream by Professor Schiller in some way."
"The first question is, what is the order in which we enter dreams?"
"You should be the first one to fall into the dream." Bruce said to Lex: "Do you still remember what happened in the dream, in our memory, after defeating the agent?"
"A group of agents rushed into my room and knocked me unconscious, and then you saved me." Lex frowned and said, "Now it seems that the person who knocked me unconscious may not be the agents."
"According to common sense, you are also the best one to deal with. He doesn't even need to use any special means. He just needs to use that umbrella to lift you up."
"Wait, what are you talking about?" Clark covered his forehead and said, "I know, we seem to have had a very similar dream, but what does it have to do with that professor? What are we speculating now?
?”
Bruce and Rex ignored Clark at all. The two of them quickly deduce the truth of the matter with each other.
For some reason, after Bruce, Clark and Selina clashed with the agents, Schiller found Lex, Bruce and Clark respectively, and then dragged them into the dream by some means.
As for what the method was, Bruce and Lex focused their attention on the water glass in Bruce's hand.
"This is very abnormal. I think there is no normal wine in the world that can leave no traces on the cup after drinking it, unless it is not wine at all, but some kind of drug." Lex
Go on.
"No, that's wine, just a wine with special functions." Obviously, Bruce thought of the way Schiller defeated Constantine.
"Then the only question is..." Lex stared at the wine glass and asked:
"Why did that professor do that?"
Bruce looked at the wine glass silently, and then said: "If I guess correctly, he may think that we disturbed his sleep."
Lex and Clark's expressions stiffened, and they suddenly had an invisible tacit understanding. At this moment, they silently moved their chairs back a little, as if they wanted Bruce to stay away.
Clark swallowed and then said:
"I think they are right..."
Lex continued smoothly:
"Gotham is full of lunatics."
This chapter has been completed!