The Holy Master held on to the light rope tightly, desperately hoping that the other party would quickly pull it out of this place where even ghosts dare not come. If there is still a chance to get out, it will never want to enter the sea of human consciousness in this life.
No, it will never come into contact with humans in this life!
"You are a devil after all! Why are you so weak in consciousness!"
"Your mother!!!" the Holy Lord yelled: "It's not like I haven't entered a human body before, that human being is much more normal than you!!!"
It doesn't matter if the Holy Lord doesn't say it. Once he does, the black tide surges even more fiercely.
"Fuck! I was wrong! I won't scold you anymore!!!"
The Holy Lord saw that the black tide was setting off a bigger tsunami, and all the demons were panicking. He didn't know what Bruce would do if things continued like this, but without Bruce's protection, he would definitely die.
"No, I have to save myself!"
The Holy Lord mustered up the courage. As an old demon, he had never seen any scene before. Although this scene was really the first time he had seen it today, the Holy Lord, as an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years, had a strong desire to survive.
Desire finally defeated the fear of facing the black tide.
"Listen!. I don't know what you are calling me. Anyway, if you don't want to die, just follow my command!" The Holy Lord yelled at Bruce, but Bruce's expression was a little strange at this moment.
"You, no, my voice was a bit loud just now, why don't I apologize?"
The Holy Lord shrank and curled up into a ball. At this moment, he just wanted someone to save him, or at least keep him away from this monster.
Now the Holy Lord's mentality is very contradictory. If he leaves Bruce's ship of consciousness within thirty seconds, the Holy Lord will die. But if he doesn't leave, the Holy Lord only feels that Bruce is the biggest danger now, and even the entire black tide is not there.
The blues are dangerous now.
The current Holy Lord is just a landlubber who can't swim. Facing a super tsunami and an unknown sea monster in the tsunami in the center of the Pacific Ocean, there is no chance of survival if he jumps off the ship, but he doesn't jump off the ship. Let's put it this way, there are a group of demons on the ship now.
, zombies, undead, and the Old Ones are gradually accumulating his living space. If you jump, you will die. If you don't jump, it may be worse than death.
This is the first time that the Holy Lord has really felt fear. He was sent to hell by Lu Dongbin, he was sealed by Lope and even extracted the twelve divine powers. However, he just felt angry and unwilling. This was the first time that he experienced this emotion.
This emotion called fear
"I didn't laugh"
Bruce seemed to be trying hard to resist something. That kind of laughter made the Holy Lord feel uneasy, but in Bruce's ears, it felt like it wanted to make him laugh.
"What can you do?"
"Yes." The Holy Lord said tremblingly: "This black tide is your dark side, which is your negative emotions. As long as there is enough positive energy, I can use the positive energy to blast a channel, and then we can smoothly
Use this light rope to escape."
"Okay, what do you want me to do?"
"You should bring out your positive emotions! Where did you hide them?!" The Holy Lord collapsed and shouted: "You fool, I can't find your emotions!!"
outside world.
Loki tied the light rope around his wrist, regardless of whether it was useful or not, just as an insurance. He said to Afu: "I will use my dream power to send you into his consciousness.
You wake him up."
Loki didn't say it was dangerous, because the perseverance he saw in the old man's eyes was the courage of millions of people who have gone forward, and the determination to keep going until death, even death cannot stop him.
He knows that talking more is useless.
"Let me get some insurance too." Strange rubbed the protective shield with his hands. Magic: Emperor Weishan's Asylum was the protective shield that Strange put on when he faced the black doctor.
Wanda stood behind Strange, with scarlet power of chaos surging in her hands. Although she also had the ability to control people's hearts and create illusions through the power of chaos, she was at the entry level at most.
Her chaos magic is more offensive, so she can only be in the second echelon. If the first echelon fails to rescue, she will consider playing.
"Is there anything else you can do?" Wanda asked: "You are also a master of exorcism, but you don't have any extraordinary skills?"
"It's not like you haven't seen it before. I'm just an ordinary person who knows exorcism skills." Constantine waved his hands and declined: "I and you great magicians and gods of dreams have nothing to do. I can't do anything without exorcism tools.
arrive."
"River God, what about you?"
"There is no river here."
The river god said that there was nothing he could do. If there was a river, he could still go home with some props and so on.
"I remember that you still have your own superpowers." Constantine said to Wanda on the side: "Didn't Agatha say that you changed the probability of the real world when you were very young, making those two books
Did the missile that was supposed to explode not explode? Your ability can also be used here."
"Modify, reality?"
Wanda thought this was a bit too difficult. Although she knew she had this ability, Wanda had no idea how to use it.
What she is better at is the chaotic fire magic.
"Hey, hey, are you okay?"
Faced with this situation, Logan could only stare blankly. As a reckless warrior, Logan had no choice now.
Eric next to him looked a little strange.
"fine."
"Is it really okay?"
"real."
Logan didn't think much after hearing this, but Eric's face looked a little pale at the moment.
"I'm begging you. As long as it's not a dark emotion, anything is fine. You can be angry." The Holy Lord can feel that the unknown emotion has begun to affect Bruce. At this moment, Bruce's consciousness is on the boat.
His expression became more ferocious.
"Angry? But I feel a little happy."
"It's good to be happy, it's good to be happy!"
The Holy Lord could no longer say the second half of the sentence. He was unable to speak and could only curl up into a ball, shaking Bruce, whose face had turned pale.
A hoarse voice echoed in Bruce's ears: "Smile, Bruce Wayne, smile, Batman"
Bruce's eyes were red and his face was pale. There was already a curve on the corner of his mouth. That was a smile!
"Hoho."
A beast-like low roar came from Bruce's throat. He tried hard to suppress the laughter bursting out of his throat, and a figure stepped into the dark tide at this moment.