The smoke of incense slowly floated up, making the light of the candles on the wall become more hazy, there were tiny footprints on the thick cashmere carpet, and the noise of the climax of the feast came from outside the door.
There were many cushions made of satin fabric piled up behind the screen, and the exquisite metal wine glasses originally placed on the table were all moved to the shelves behind. There was the sound of rustling writing in front of the table, and occasionally there was an undetectable sigh.
Crisp footsteps came from outside the door, followed by the "squeak" of the heavy wooden door being pushed open, and a woman's hand with dark nails placed on the edge of the screen.
With a "crash", the screen was pushed open, and a surprised female voice sounded. A beautiful lady with black hair and green eyes in a gorgeous red dress looked blankly at Bruce's azure hair who was raising his head from the table.
Eye.
"Sorry, ma'am, what can I do for you?"
"God, aren't you Dr. Schiller's student? Why are you here? Didn't you go drinking with your teacher?" The lady lightly covered her mouth with her fingers, looking very surprised.
"It was a little noisy there. I just came up with an idea, and now I'm going to test it, so I found a place where no one is around. Did it bother you, madam?" Bruce kept looking up at the lady as he spoke.
His eyes are very focused, so even if he looks from below, he doesn't look flattering.
"Oh, no, I want to say sorry. It seems that I disturbed your research... You can call me Mrs. Xanadu." The lady smiled slightly and said: "They all call me that,
Because I once lived in Xanadu in the Yuan Dynasty."
"Hello, madam, I have nothing to do here. You don't have to worry. You can go back and enjoy your banquet." Bruce lowered his head and sorted out the pile of draft paper in his hand, looked at the pattern he had drawn, and wrinkled it again.
raised eyebrows.
But Madam Xanadu had no intention of leaving. She walked into the screen, knelt down opposite Bruce, looked at Bruce's face carefully, and said, "Haven't you heard of me?"
Bruce raised his eyes to look at her again, and then he found that whenever his eyes met the eyes of Mrs.
"It's nothing, it's just...it's just that your eyes look a bit like an old friend of mine." Madam Xanadu pursed her lips and smiled, saying.
"My teacher once told me about you, but he said it was not polite to comment on a woman behind her back, so I don't know you well."
"Dr. Schiller is always like this." Mrs. Xanadu shook her head and said helplessly: "Always keep a very polite distance from everyone. When my sister Vivian asked me about him last time, I
I can’t even come up with three sentences.”
Bruce adjusted his sitting posture, from a relaxed sitting posture with his legs spread to a standard sitting posture. Mrs. Xanadu raised her eyebrows, showed a somewhat surprised expression, and said: "You are Bruce Wayne, right?"
?You are a little different from what is written in the newspaper."
"I don't have time to care about those things." Bruce focused on the manuscript paper again.
He guessed that there must be many young wizards in the magic world who were addicted to magic and behaved a bit abnormally in ordinary society. He planned to create this image for himself, so he shrugged rather frivolously and said: "I
But I don’t have the time to chase tabloid reporters around the world asking them to understand me.”
Mrs. Xanadu laughed and said jokingly: "Then what's going on with you and those beautiful models?"
"Personal hobbies." Bruce curled his lips and said bluntly: "I do have many female companions. I love their beauty, they love my wealth, and we each get what we need. Who knows who is typing these reports?
Didn’t you feel a trace of jealousy when you were there?”
Mrs. Xanadu laughed even harder, and it could even be said that she was leaning forward and backward. She covered her mouth with one hand, with a kind of oriental implicit beauty. Then she looked into Bruce's eyes and said: "Boys are always like this.
Not knowing the charm of youthfulness and straightforwardness, it is like a murderous knife."
Bruce lowered his eyes without moving and turned his gaze back to the draft paper. His repeated actions finally attracted Madam Xanadu's eyes to fall on the magic circle he drew on the paper.
Madam Xanadu originally thought he was copying, so she didn't look at it carefully but just glanced at it. But when her eyes passed by the draft paper, she paused.
"What are you drawing?" Madam Xanadu narrowed her eyes slightly, stared at the slightly unfamiliar magic circle pattern on the draft paper and said, "Creating a new magic circle? Is this the work of your teacher?"
Bruce shook his head and said as if he was a little frustrated: "No, this is the homework he left for me, madam, I'm not sure you want to listen to those boring academic materials...
"Tell me about it." Madam Xanadu rested her chin on her finger, nodded very reservedly and said, "Maybe I can give you some help... Oh, if you don't know who I am,
Then you know who King Arthur is, right? The fairy Vivian who gave King Arthur the Sword in the Lake is my biological sister."
Bruce's pupils narrowed a little, and Mrs. Xanadu looked at his shocked expression with satisfaction.
"Then, you must help me." Bruce immediately leaned forward, then turned the scratch paper upside down and placed it in front of Mrs. Xanadu, and said very sincerely: "I will hand in my homework tomorrow morning. If I can't finish it, I
He's dead."
Mrs. Xanadu burst out laughing, shook her head and said, "You are really bold to dare to be Dr. Schiller's student. Everyone in the circle knows that he has a bad temper."
"It's not just bad." Bruce mumbled deliberately in a low voice, and then looked at Madam Xanadu with a pleading look.
Madam Xanadu then turned her attention to Bruce's draft paper. For the first thirty seconds, her expression was very relaxed. After a while, she frowned slightly. After about two minutes, her brows became more and more frowned.
tight.
"Bruce, can I call you this? Are you studying the multi-line parallel rune secret language of the Upta School?
"Oh my god, madam, you are the first person to see my topic choice. So, have you done any research on this?" Bruce immediately showed an eagerness as if he had seen a life-saving straw.
Mrs. Xanadu shook her head slightly, but nodded again. She sighed softly and said: "I have met the descendants of Master Upta, but he is no longer studying such obscure knowledge. Boy, I
One more question, why are you studying this?"
"It's not what I want to study." Bruce pursed his lips and said, "This is the topic chosen by Professor Schiller. I can only complete it."
"Well, it seems that he is deliberately making things difficult for you. Even in the magic world a hundred years ago, there were not many people studying this topic. You have to know that multi-line parallelism means that you have to be proficient in multiple secret languages at the same time.
As long as one part of the chain goes wrong, there will definitely be problems in the rest of the chain."
"That's right, ma'am. In your opinion, can my magic circle run smoothly?"
Mrs. Xanadu stared at the magic circle, tilted her head and said: "The first rune of the magic circle you drew is a double line in parallel. After connecting the functional runes, connect these two runes to two more.
The double lines turned into four, and you repeated this process more than ten times, and the entire magic circle has become so complicated that I will not be able to understand it for a while."
Mrs. Xanadu drew the lines on the paper with her fingers and said: "It is not a good thing that the magic circle is too complicated. Every link has the possibility of error. If there are too many links, the probability of error will be greatly increased. This is also a mistake.
Reasons for the decline of the Ptah school.”
Bruce sighed and said, "I don't have the ability to verify whether this magic circle can operate, so I don't know what kind of evaluation Professor Schiller will give tomorrow morning. It would be nice if I could test it in advance."
"Who are you contracting with?" "Belieb."
Mrs. Xanadu showed a helpless smile. She looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "Didn't your teacher suggest you change your contract partner? Belial has been out of contact for a long time."
"But that may cost more, so I have to get a good result first." Bruce pushed the draft paper forward again, stared at Madam Xanadu with his blue eyes and said, "Madam, can you
Could you please help me verify the feasibility of this magic circle?"
"It's okay." Mrs. Xanadu nodded and said, "I owe Dr. Schiller a favor, and so does Master Andrew. But I have to ask first, what is your magic circle used for?"
"It's just a simple demon summoning circle." Bruce nodded and said, "And it may not be fully operational."
"Okay, then do you want to test it with a miniature magic circle, or directly draw a large magic circle at the original scale?"
Bruce held his chin with his hand and thought for a while, and finally said: "Although the effect of the big circle is better, it would be a waste of your energy. Just draw a small one."
But Mrs. Xanadu showed a smile and said: "You have underestimated the fairy clan of Maiya. We are different from humans. Energy comes from natural sources. Moreover, the magic circle written by a magic apprentice to summon demons is not enough."
Affecting my mana reserves."
"Thank you so much, ma'am." Bruce stood up, as if he couldn't wait to go to the experiment.
Madam Xanadu shook her head, as if she was lamenting that the young man could not bear his temper, but she still took Bruce downstairs. At this time, the white-haired Master Andrew was still drinking, and Schiller was sitting next to him.
She was chatting with him about something.
"Dr. Schiller, your apprentice belongs to me." Mrs. Xanadu smiled and waved her hand to Schiller and said, "Don't worry, I won't eat him."
Schiller raised an eyebrow but still waved his hand to let them leave. Master Andrew, who had messy white hair and a mustache, shouted over there: "Hey, young man, don't listen to her, the Lake Fairy can eat people."
!”
Mrs. Xanadu snorted coldly, then waved to Bruce and said, "Follow me, let's go to the back garden to conduct experiments. There are a lot of good things in Andrew's warehouse. The ring you brought fits him very well."
He won't be stingy with you."
After saying that, she took Bruce into the back garden of Andrew's Wizard Tower, and then took Bruce to dig out a lot of materials for setting up the magic circle in Andrew's warehouse.
"I'll do it, madam." Bruce took the material from Madam Xanadu's hand, and then began to outline a huge magic circle on the ground of the garden with extremely smooth movements.
Bruce's hand was very steady, but he would stop and think between the sketches. Mrs.
Complete.
After the magic circle was drawn, Madam Xanadu flew up and overlooked Bruce and the fruits of her labor. It was an extremely complex and huge magic circle that contained many difficult and obscure ancient runes, and Madam Xanadu could only understand it.
A small half of.
After she landed, she sighed: "It is true that famous teachers give birth to great disciples. I have never seen any young mage with as much knowledge as you. In other words, your ritual level is one of the best in the entire magic world."
"Thank you, ma'am, let's get started."
In hell, Beelzebub's palace also had a lively banquet scene.
The gifts presented by countless demon generals piled up into a high mountain, and the water from the blood fountain fell high on the road paved with bones. All kinds of demons sang and danced happily.
But Lord Beelzebub on the throne stared at the small figures in front of him with a very dissatisfied look. He snorted and said: "Batman received my invitation, but he didn't come, but
To send you a few human cubs over here is to show that you don’t take the Lord of Hell seriously!”
Standing in front of him were three Robins, Nightwing, Red Hood and Red Robin all swallowed their saliva.
The impact of facing the demon king head-on was extraordinary. When dozens of eyes on Beelzebub's huge demonic shadow stared at them at the same time, the pressure was even greater.
"It's true that Batman can't come in person, but we can congratulate you on his behalf..." Nightwing took a step forward. "What can be more important than my celebration?!"
When Beelzebul's rumbling voice resounded throughout the palace, the Robins discovered that the demons around them looked at them somewhat unkindly.
Just as the demon generals gradually gathered around, Beelzebub on the throne suddenly froze for a moment and muttered: "...Who?"
"Who is calling me? I don't have an agent?" came Beelzebub's very confused tone, and then he said impatiently: "I have business, wait!"
Suddenly, Beelzebub's expression froze, and a black vortex suddenly appeared on the right side of his body. One corner of the huge figure covered with thick black mist seemed to be grabbed by something, and began to
Tilt to one side.
Under the gaze of Robin and countless demon generals, Beelzebub's entire demon was dragged away with a "swish", and then the entire demon king's palace began to shake.
In Andrew's mage tower, Mrs. Xanadu was glowing with green light. She pressed her hands on the magic circle, turned her head and said to Master Andrew who came in a hurry as if asking for help: "Andrew! Save me! My strength is not enough, but I can't."
Let go, if you continue like this I will be drained!!!"
Andrew hurriedly took two steps forward, raised the staff, and a strong light shot out from the top of the staff. In an instant, rich energy was poured into the magic circle. He originally wanted to use this to destroy the runes and make the magic circle useless, but the next second he also
She was stuck there, completely unable to move, and fell into the same situation as Mrs. Xanadu.
With the injection of more and more energy, countless two-line parallel runes began to exert force, 2 became 4, 4 became 8, 8 became 16, dozens of times of exponential growth and countless amplification runes connected in series.
The effect of this magic circle reached a terrifying level.
A huge vortex appeared at the top of the mage tower, and rich demonic power surged out, and the entire sky was dyed black. Just when the output value of the magic circle reached the maximum, there was a "bang", and a man with more than a dozen pairs of eyes appeared.
of great evil
The demon fell down, followed by the demon general who dropped dumplings.
The last few Robins who fell down covered their heads and stood up unsteadily. Looking at a slightly familiar figure, they walked towards the largest demon.
As soon as Beelzebub fell down and opened his dozens of eyes, he stared at Batman with big eyes and small eyes. Then, he heard Batman say:
"Sorry, Your Majesty Beelzebub, I really don't have time to attend your daughter's wedding, so I can only ask you to come here."
"In addition, on this great day, do you intend to choose a pope on earth to share your worries?"