Chapter 1,283 How much does Schiller hold a grudge? (Part 2)
It was another leisurely morning in Kansas. Bruce, who was sitting on the ridge of the field, looked at the luggage that Clark had thrown over and was quite surprised in disbelief.
"Bruce, I know this may be a little hard for you to accept, but the fact is, you probably have to go back to Gotham."
In front of Bruce, Clark, Constantine, Diana, Hal, Oliver, Arthur, Harley, and Jason stood in a row, all staring at Bruce's face, just like staring at a novice village.
The same goes for the brave villagers.
"You'd better go back and write your thesis!" Hal said seriously, "I'm not kidding you. Go back and write your thesis quickly to prevent your professor from going crazy and destroying the world!"
Constantine bent down and looked at Bruce who was sitting and said: "Schiller's level of madness can no longer be solved by ordinary means. You have also seen that such a cruel clown was directly driven crazy by him. If you don't go back
How long can the universe survive if it clings to him?"
Diana pulled him back, looked at Bruce and said: "Of course, we are not trying to kidnap you morally, we are more worried about your injury than you are, because once something happens to you, Schiller will have no restrictions at all.
"
After saying that, everyone took a step back and made way for a clearing. Hal snapped his fingers, and in an instant, green light appeared.
Rich green light burst out from Hal's body, then turned into a thin line, and then formed the appearance of a battle armor in front of Bruce.
The green gradually disappeared, and the main colors of red and black were revealed. This was a set of battle armor, but it was different from ordinary bat armor. It was thinner and lighter than ordinary bat armor, but it was shimmering with magic and looked dreamlike.
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"This is the armor we jointly built for you. Its main purpose is to prevent you from being harmed."
Hal was the first to stand up and said: "You should know that Schiller and I obtained a lot of Green Lantern energy from the Green Lantern Corps. I compressed a small half of it to form the base of this armor."
"In other words, this armor contains the energy of about 600 Green Lantern rings, and it is fully compatible with the lamp furnace and can be recharged at any time. As long as you wear it, no Green Lantern will notice that you are an outsider."
"At the same time, it is also equipped with many abilities with green light energy. For example, it can fly, can carry out short-distance teleportation, can shape energy weapons, has a universal knowledge base of the universe, and can translate most cosmic languages..."
"More importantly, it can change into different shapes according to your wishes. This is also an ability of Green Lantern's energy shaping. For example, you can turn it into heavy armor to intimidate the enemy, or you can make it so light and thin that it seems like it doesn't exist.
, worn under a shirt, not attracting attention."
"I enchanted it." Constantine sighed, and under the gleaming gazes of several other people, he said, "Don't get me wrong, it's not a magical enchantment. Morpheus left me a part of the dream.
It is the authority of God, so the ability of this armor also works in dreams and the spiritual world." Li
"Even in the dream world, it has some special abilities. For example, I can make you turn into an animal or plant at will, allow you to teleport over long distances, and even travel between dreams."
"I originally wanted to use the traditional enchantments of the Olympus god system to strengthen this armor, but after research, I found that the energy of the green light is indeed quite magical, and it does not require additional enchantments." Diana said.
"In order to add more functions to this armor, I had to ask Clark to accompany me on a trip to Mount Olympus, and talked with the gods who had bad tempers, and each added additional functions to this armor.
A kind of ability."
"The Moon God allows this armor to be blessed by the moonlight and exert greater power in the dark night. The God of Hades allows this armor to completely blend into the night. It can be perfectly invisible at night and turn into a shadow without substance.
Afraid of all physical attacks, Fengshen increases its flight speed and allows you to use the airflow of the wind to continuously accelerate..."
"I gave this armor the blessing of the ocean." Arthur said angrily: "Put it on, and you will become a warrior of the ocean. You will have the ability to control water, and you will be faster when entering the water. Some marine life
I will listen to your orders."
"I don't have any special abilities." Oliver looked at Bruce, shrugged slightly, smiled and said: "But the Mexican people and I will always be on your side. In addition, I cooperated with Hal to let this armor
You can condense an arrow of will into your chest, and whatever you hit will definitely hit you, and whatever you hit will definitely hurt you."
After listening quietly, Bruce turned his attention to Clark. Clark turned his head to the side and said, "I have already helped Diana."
"He gave you his blood." Jason betrayed Clark. He ran to Bruce's side, looked into his eyes and said, "Clark integrated his blood into this armor, giving it the power of the sun."
The ability to replenish energy will never fall under the sun."
Bruce stared at Clark closely, and Clark sighed and said, "I'm very sorry that you had to risk your life. If I can't stand with you, then I have to bleed for it."
"That's not a risk." Bruce said with a hint of helplessness: "I will always return to Gotham. You guys are making such a fuss."
"Of course we know." Constantine took a deep breath, then sighed and said: "Actually, we all know that Schiller will not go crazy in this universe. If he wanted to do this, he would have done it long ago."
"And the key to keeping him calm is you." Hal stared at Bruce's face and said: "So you must not have anything happen to you. If something happens to you, Schiller will go crazy. No one among us can stop him. You must
You have to ensure your own safety, and we will try our best to help you."
"I see." Bruce lowered his gaze back to the armor. He stood up, stretched out a hand, and lightly touched the surface of the armor with his fingertips.
The energy slowly wrapped around his fingertips and onto his arms. Bruce did not resist, but closed his eyes and felt some kind of power that ordinary people had never experienced and could not understand, gradually wrapping around his body.
It was not green light energy, nor the various abilities his friends had found, but a more noble emotion.
"We support your search for justice and know that you will be able to practice it."
"We know you can do it, and we hope you can do better."
"Even if you can't do better, don't be disappointed."
"If you feel disappointed, look at yourself and look at us."
"This is not the end, but the beginning."
"Bruce."
"Bruce."
"Bruce."
Everyone's voices echoed in Bruce's ears, and the words they left in this armor became an armor stronger than powerful abilities, completely integrated into Bruce's body. He has never felt as powerful as he does today.
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Soon, the armor made of energy did not appear too ferocious, but just left some energy lines on Bruce's body like a tattoo.
After Bruce opened his eyes, Clark stepped forward and said, "Okay, we were joking before, but after our discussion, we found that it is safer for you to stay with Schiller. He is only as strong as he is crazy."
"The road to transforming Gotham is destined to not be easy." Oliver stepped forward and patted Bruce on the shoulder and said, "Rather than staying outside, it is better to stay with your teacher. There is no danger that can approach you through him."
Clark flew into the air, waved to Bruce and said, "Come on, try your new ability!"
Bruce gently opened his arms and slowly lifted his feet off the ground. The feeling of flying by himself was very amazing. Almost instantly, he became obsessed with this feeling.
Just when the two black spots were about to disappear into the sky, Constantine's cry came from the ground:
"By the way, don't forget to write your paper! Don't make Schiller angry anymore, I don't want to be treated by him anymore!"
Two days later, Constantine sat dejectedly in Schiller's office at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital. Schiller capped the pen cap, tapped the table lightly with the tip of the pen and said: "So, now you and Thomas are divided.
Two independent personalities, I am very sure that your brother cannot accept you smoking, drinking and taking drugs..."
"Kill me!" Constantine covered his head with his hands and said in a hoarse voice: "Damn the dual personality, Thomas is already dead!"
"But you resurrected him with your own hands just to take revenge on me."
Constantine gritted his teeth, climbed up from the table, glared at Schiller and said, "Then what should I do when I go to bed with a woman? He is watching from the side?"
"If you don't mind, he can watch you when you go to bed with a man. He is also British anyway."
"you……"
"Okay, I am giving you free psychological treatment out of an attitude of being responsible for the patient. If you don't appreciate it, then pay now."
"Okay, okay, in order to be able to afford the consultation fees of you, an unscrupulous quack, it seems it's time to run the Constantine family's bookseller business properly. Didn't you open a bookstore? As I said last time
Where did we talk about good purchase channels?”
"I won't discuss business with you." Schiller stood up without mercy, turned around and said, "Don't even think about burning down my bookstore with the cursed bookmark stuck in the book."
"Why should I...wait a minute, you are not arrogant!" Constantine narrowed his eyes and stared at Schiller and said: "The word 'business talk' would not come out of arrogant mouth...Are you greedy?"
"Greed will make you pay the medical fee first." Schiller shook his head, walked to the pine tree next to his desk, and began to trim the leaves.
But at this time, Constantine came over sneakily, bent down close to Schiller, and said: "Is it possible that you have a new personality? You seem quite easy-going. What are your characteristics? Seriously, you have
You don’t have the trait of lust? You must have it, right? Call it out and let me see!”
Schiller turned his head slowly at first, and the moment he turned back to stare at Constantine, Constantine took a step back because he saw a pair of barren gray eyes, slightly distracted, as if he couldn't see anything.
But soon, his eyes slowly focused on Constantine's face. At that moment, Constantine's shirt was soaked in cold sweat.
"Interesting." Schiller's deep voice sounded.
Then, he put away the gardening shears in his hand, touched his tie, looked down at his dark suit, frowned slightly, and seemed dissatisfied.
"You want to see Lust?"
While Schiller raised his eyes and stared at Constantine, he slowly took out his tie from his suit, and then began to untie the knot.
Normally, this kind of action would be interpreted as a hint of frivolity and debauchery, but Constantine just wants to escape now, the sooner the better.
"No, I didn't, excuse me! Goodbye, never again!"
"boom!"
This is the sound of the door being closed.
"Okay, now, let's talk about whether your dissociative identity disorder has caused your attention and curiosity to shift inappropriately..."