Schiller stood up from the chair, grabbed his wrist with one hand and moved it slightly. This was the largest movement he had made today, and it also meant that he planned to do something.
But Schiller just nodded to everyone very politely and said: "I feel a little drunk, so I went upstairs to rest first."
Alfred walked over in response to the situation, stretched out a hand to make a guiding gesture, and said: "Professor, please come this way."
Schiller followed Alfred upstairs and disappeared from everyone's sight. Constantine swallowed and said, "Do you think Apokolips will explode in the next second?"
"I think it's possible." Gordon's Adam's apple also rolled up and he said: "I know under what circumstances Schiller will end up personally, usually in every situation where Batman and the Joker fight, what does that mean?
Things are going to be destroyed.”
"I think they may join forces to fight against Darkseid who has merged with the Kingdom of God." Zatanna said with a solemn expression: "The gods are almost invincible in their own Kingdom of God, and Darkseid is really strong now.
"
But Harvey narrowed his eyes and said: "Is Schiller really going to step down and participate in this battle? This is not like his style."
"If you think about it carefully, it seems that Schiller and Bruce are not martial arts players." Constantine also raised doubts and said: "They have tortured each other for so long, and they have not really had a fight."
Gordon thought about it carefully, nodded and said: "Not resorting to violence in such extreme situations proves that the use of force will not be their choice under any circumstances."
"Then why do Bruce and Schiller go to Apokolips one after another? The current situation is obviously not something that can be resolved through negotiation, right?" Zatanna still insisted on her point of view, she said: "No matter how you look at it, they must have fought.
Only by fighting can negotiation be possible."
Everyone was discussing what Schiller and Bruce wanted to do when they appeared on Apokolips. Although the armed faction and the non-military faction were at odds, they all agreed that there would be a big scene next.
But to everyone's surprise, the picture on the screen stopped.
It wasn't that there was something wrong with the transmission, but that everyone on the screen who was at war with each other suddenly stopped moving.
With a bang, Constantine stood up and shouted in an unbelievable tone: "...Dreamland!"
"What's wrong?" Zatanna looked at him with concern and asked.
"The power of the Dream Kingdom has been stolen!!!"
Constantine's voice could be described as panicked. Suddenly he froze again, his eyes widened, and he looked blankly at the air in front of him and said: "So...that's how it is..."
He suddenly turned his head to look at Zatanna, and said: "Remember what I told you about Schiller pulling me into his thinking tower and... and force-feeding me part of his soul energy?
?”
Zatanna was also stunned. She recalled something like this. It was raining that day and when she ended her street magic show early to go to Constantine, Constantine looked like he was about to be ruined.
expression.
At that time, Zatanna asked carefully and found out that the cause of the matter was the guilt knife.
Schiller jumped into hell to pay off all of Constantine's debts, and Constantine did not hesitate to tear his soul in half. Schiller knew the pain of soul tearing better than anyone, so he directly
He pressed Constantine's head and made him eat part of the energy that was originally part of the system, replenishing his soul, and then Constantine was able to return to his own body.
Because that part of the energy was expressed in Schiller's limbs, this incident left an indelible psychological shadow on Constantine. Even such a rotten person could not accept the idea of eating people or eating his own friends.
.
Constantine closed his eyes, fell back on the sofa weakly and sighed. After being silent for a long time, he uttered one word like a sigh: "Psychologist..."
"John, what is going on?" Zatanna asked slightly anxiously, and everyone else looked at Constantine with concern.
Constantine sat there for a while, then suddenly moved, reached for the wine glass, poured more than half of the whiskey left in it into his mouth, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, squeezed the empty glass tightly and said.
"I should have thought of it earlier...I should have thought of it earlier!"
Then he said in a trembling tone: "Since Schiller can cut it, of course he can control its shape, why does it have to appear as his own limbs? Why does it have to be the first bite I taste?
Do you know that it is his soul?"
Everyone present was stunned for a moment. No one except Zatanna actually understood what Constantine meant, but soon Constantine opened his mouth to explain.
"That's to make me feel guilty!"
In an instant, Constantine seemed to have lost all his strength, and his temperament became decadent again. He straightened his arms and placed the wine glass on the table. His retracted fingertips kept trembling, and he said as if muttering to himself: "Guilt is a good thing."
The knife... Schiller used it to perfection."
"What do you mean? Can you explain it more clearly?" Zatanna was also a little confused.
Constantine pursed his lips tightly until the edges of his lips began to turn white. He clenched his fists and said, "There is something in that energy."
"You mean Schiller poisoned the soul energy he gave you?"
Constantine raised his eyes and looked at Barbara. His direct gaze made Barbara feel a little frightened. Batgirl retracted her body. Constantine lowered his eyes somewhat dullly and said.
"It's not poisonous, but it's Schiller."
"ah???"
Constantine hit his knee hard with his fist and said: "Didn't I make it clear enough? I ate Schiller's soul energy, and this energy reshaped half of my soul! What does this mean?"
Zatanna seemed to suddenly think of something. She looked at Constantine with wide eyes and said, "Authority...you have the authority of the Dream God! Could it be..."
Constantine closed his eyes and nodded and said: "Before Morpheus left the dream kingdom, he handed over the authority of the Dream God to me, and now half of me is Schiller, which means that he will also have half of the authority.
"
"Hiss..." Zatanna took a breath. She looked at Constantine with an incredible expression and said, "Then wouldn't he..."
"In other words, he has all the power now." Constantine raised his eyes and looked at Zatanna and said, "Because I can no longer use magic, and because no matter what he gave me half of the energy for, he saved me.
Therefore, I will definitely not compete with him for authority, and he knows that I will not."
"Don't tell me he's been planning for today since then!" Zatanna almost screamed.
Constantine smiled miserably and said: "Sooner than that."
Zatanna was completely stunned, and then her eyes followed Constantine's and landed on Jack, who was already drunk on the single sofa.
"Remember what we saw Schiller wrote in his Necronomicon?" Constantine asked.
"What are you referring to as 'Batman's Joker's Law' or something like that?" Barbara recalled with a frown.
"Yes, it was mentioned in it that the strength of Batman and the Joker must be equal. Then you are not surprised that Bruce in our universe has become an archangel, and why Jack, one of the clowns who once corresponded to him, has become an archangel.
But there doesn’t seem to be any reinforcement?”
Everyone's eyes fell on Constantine. Constantine lowered his eyes and said: "Jack knows how to freely enter and exit the dream kingdom. Morpheus told me that it was an attempt by him and Schiller. They subconsciously
There is a hole drilled in the bottom floor, and through that passage you can go to the dreamland."
Zatanna suddenly had a bad premonition. She turned her eyes in the direction of Constantine and said, "What did he do in the dream kingdom?"
"He built a Gotham."
When Darkseid woke up, he found himself in a dark room. It was small, cramped, and damp. The smell that poured into his nose was full of strange smells, and there was almost no light.
Darkseid raised his arm, and then he froze. The completely different muscle reaction from before made him realize that this was not his body. This was not the body of the powerful New God who controlled the force field of Apokolips at all.
This is the body of a little human boy.
By groping for the shape of his body, Darkseid found that he had turned into a human cub. His age could not be determined, but he was unusually thin and weak. Darkseid found that he could not even stand up.
This is simply ridiculous, Darkseid thought, that damn Batman must have cast an illusion on him.
But he was shaken again. What kind of illusion could be so real? And what kind of powerful power could completely invade the brain of the New God, leaving him unable to exert even the slightest bit of power to break through the illusion?
Just as Darkseid was thinking about these things, he heard heavy footsteps coming from the door. With a "bang", the door was opened, and the dust raised outlined the shape of light.
"You little brat have a pretty good life. You were thrown from the third floor by that old bastard with missing teeth and you didn't die. Boy, you're lucky, Mother Lace's place is short of people, so hurry up and leave!"
Darkseid found that he could understand what this man said, but he didn't understand what he meant at all. He tried to use his lower limbs to exert force, almost using up all the strength of this weak body, and then found that he could not stand up.
Just because of weakness, his hip joint... Darkseid didn't know what the specific name of this joint was, but anyway, it was a joint that could control the lower limbs that was broken.
The man standing at the door paused, made a disdainful sound with his nose, spat on the floor next to him, staggered in and said, "I forgot that you broke your leg. It's really troublesome.
You made a lot of money from that old woman, but don't forget about your father and me."
After saying that, the man directly picked up the little boy possessed by Darkseid. Even if Darkseid didn't understand the structure of the human body, he knew that patients with such injuries could not move easily, otherwise they would...
"ah!!!!"
Darkseid let out the first scream in his life. This was really the first time he felt such pain.
