Batwoman watched Batman remove the converter under the energy center of the modified machine. He seemed to be more interested in that than the energy center that he spent a lot of money and time on.
Batman frowned and stared at the jar containing the meteorite fragments for a long time, until Batwoman couldn't help but asked: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with it?"
"You should say there is no problem here." Batman turned to look at her and said, "Have you conducted any investigation on it? For example, its origin, specific properties, and material analysis data."
"Almost not." Batwoman shook her head and admitted, "I don't have that much time."
"Maybe you just don't have that much sense." Batman sighed deeply and said, "My intuition tells me that this thing is very dangerous. Maybe we need to conduct further research on it before we can put it in weapons.
Otherwise, no one knows what the bullets fired will bring."
"If you want to analyze it, there are instruments over there." Batwoman pointed to a huge machine next to the wall and said, "But that will take time. I'm afraid it will take at least about 5 days to get specific data."
"No, we have a better way, go find Constantine."
When the two appeared in front of Constantine again, Constantine almost went crazy. She drank the wine in the glass and roared at the two of them: "Can you tell me what you have to say at once?"
?!!Is this interesting?!!”
"Stop drinking." Batman took away the wine glass she placed on the table and said, "After this is over, there will be plenty of time to drink."
Constantine, however, seemed to be shocked, and with a whoosh, she took her hand back. She rolled her eyes and raised her eyebrows at Batman, obviously reading an unusual hint from Batman's still deep tone.
mean.
Some are like a carrot tied in front of the donkey's head, but who told it to be a golden carrot?
"Okay, if you have anything to say, you really need to finish talking this time, otherwise you won't be able to go to Lingbook Prison to find me."
Batman sat across from Constantine and handed her the jar with the meteorite fragments. Constantine's eyes immediately became serious. After she took it, she said, "Where did you get this thing?"
"Falling from the sky." Batwoman replied.
"No, no, no, this is not an alien product." Constantine fumbled with the jar and said: "The energy flow on it is the human magic system, to be precise, it is ancient magic."
"Are you sure? Who used the magic?"
"It's hard to say, but there were indeed a bunch of these things in ancient times, but the one you have is particularly special because it is very exquisite, as if it was specially designed for a certain purpose."
"Aren't there others?"
Constantine touched his chin and said: "Generally speaking, ancient wizards poured energy into metals and other materials in order to enhance their magical affinity and use them to create some artifacts."
"But yours is different. The energy flow is too complicated. It not only improves the strength of the material, it also gives the material a new property."
"Amplify energy?"
"You still know magic?" Constantine looked at Batwoman in surprise and said.
"I just experimented."
"Hiss..." Constantine took a breath, threw the can into Batman's arms, and said: "You don't even know what it is and you dare to activate it, what if there is a curse? What if?
What if there is radiation?”
"Get it away, get it away quickly." Constantine pushed the chair back and said: "The most desperate wizards are not as bold as you. The ancient wizards all used their strength to create miracles, and the things left behind were activated rashly.
, at least it can curse a small town, but at worst it can erase a city from the world, this is terrible."
"Who do you think left this behind? And who disguised it as a meteorite and sent it to Batman?"
"Do you think this is a conspiracy?" Batman looked at Batman and asked.
"It must be so. If you found this in an ancient tomb, maybe I wouldn't be so suspicious, but if it is an alien object, the other party may want you to think that it is just a strange material that does not exist on the earth. In this way
Even if you had time to analyze it, there would be no doubt that the data would be outrageous."
Batwoman was lost in thought.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you the specific answer." Constantine sighed and said, "I told you that I'm not a theoretical person and can't understand the hidden history."
"Why are you looking at me?" Constantine shrank back again, and then wailed: "No, you still want to go there?! I will be blacklisted by Oxford!!!"
Ten minutes later, the two Batmans appeared in front of the door again. Batwoman sighed and said, "I won't go in, so as not to look like both of us are mentally retarded."
"There is no shame in exploring more areas that you don't understand." Batman said, "We are just diligent in learning and asking questions."
After saying that, he took the bottle and walked in. Sohip was sitting behind the table playing with the globe.
"Why is it you again?" He looked very surprised.
Batman put the jar on the table, and his eyes changed immediately when he saw the man behind the table.
"Where did you find it?"
"In Egypt, someone disguised it as a meteorite."
Sohip put down the globe in his hand, picked up the jar, paused and said, "I told you a long time ago that I don't have the truth and answers here, so you can only find it yourself."
"What about the clues?"
"I'm sorry, but there are no clues this time because I'm not sure what it is. I know it's dangerous, but I don't know anything else."
"This is very important, Doctor. It not only threatens the security of this universe, but also all universes." Batman took two steps forward and said: "We suspect that someone is using this thing to frame Batman and make them lose control. In the end,
Make them channels.”
As soon as the word "passage" came out, Batman saw Suo Xipu's eyes chasing after him, which made Batman immediately understand that he must know something.
"Tell me, Doctor." Batman took another step forward and stood in front of Sohipu, a short distance away from him. "Tell me everything you know."
This was his usual method of using his body and momentum to increase pressure, but the opponent obviously didn't take this trick and just turned his head to look at the bottle in his hand.
"I'm sorry, I can't give you the truth and answers."
Batman was keenly aware of the change in his statement this time, from never to no way.
"Why not?"
"Knowledge comes at a price." Suohip sat on the chair and said: "The source of my knowledge will definitely be denounced as evil by you, but in fact, there is a group of mysterious beings in this world who possess endless knowledge. As long as
If you can accept the madness that comes with knowledge at the same time, you can get the truth and the answers."
"God?"
"Similar but different, they are irrational and infinitely similar to the laws of nature. I have been studying them all my life and have found ways to communicate with them. All my knowledge comes from them."
"How do I get the truth and answers from them?"
"Never think about this problem, this is not a direction you can consider." Suoship's answer was very firm, "In addition to willpower, it also requires extremely high inspiration to receive crazy knowledge, which will allow you to understand the world completely.
It looks great, but I don’t think you’ll like it.”
Suddenly, Batman saw endless, dazzling patterns, huge whirlpools, turbulence, particles, dense fog, starlight and sea currents intertwined through Sohipu's eyes, and his pupils were like two colorful stars.
Batman realizes this is a world beyond.
"I must know all this." Batman still made a decision, he said: "I need to know the truth and the answer."
"Then bear the price." Sohipu looked at him and said: "When you stare into the abyss, the abyss will also see you."
"What will they do?"
"Maybe they won't do anything, but being watched by them is a disaster in itself. They will be inseparable, never dissipate, and will always watch you among the stars."
Sohip walked quickly back behind the table, put the bottle on the table, stood up straight and looked at Batman and said: "It will keep asking you to respond, keep asking you to respond... and you will one day be unable to help it.
Answer their call, explore the secrets deep within the stars, and plunge into endless madness.”
"Sounds like a curse."
"It's much worse than that."
"Is that true of you?"
Batman finally saw a human expression on this man's face, not just a distant indifference.
"Things about me are never the point." Sohip said: "Come on, make a decision. If you take the initiative to call them, they may give you what you want, maybe not, but they will definitely see it.
you."
Batman walked slowly and resolutely to the opposite side of the table, reached out and picked up the jar and said: "I am not afraid of anyone's gaze, because I have a clear conscience, and I have always been like this."
Sohipu let out a long sigh and took out four tarot cards, but the cards were not any of the ones Batman recognized.
The one on the right shows a black figure wearing a gorgeous robe and a double golden crown, and the one on the left shows a dark figure sitting on a boulder base in front of a huge door.
But Batman's eyes fell on the top card, which had nothing on it.
"What's this?"
"nothingness."
"What's the meaning?"
"They are an ethnic group." Suohip said: "Almost each of them has an image and legend, and has its own representative image, but some of them do not. They are often mysterious beyond imagination and have great powers.
Danger."
"Would it be more accurate than others?"
"More unstable than others." Sohipu stared into Batman's eyes and said, "You don't know what you will get, everything is uncertain."
Batman pressed his hand on the blank card.
Almost instantly, a thick fog enveloped him, and an imperceptible mist appeared in the jar in his hand.
Schiller suddenly opened his eyes.
Everyone in the Radiant Alliance felt a storm almost instantly. It was intangible and not physical, but it was the first time that people could feel Schiller's existence like the mighty force of nature so clearly and straightforwardly.
"What's wrong?" Stark asked in a low voice,
Schiller raised his eyes to look at him, and Stark saw an unprecedented depth in Schiller's eyes.
"Are you sure?" Schiller asked in his mind.
"I'm sure." Gray Mist's steady voice sounded in his heart. The energy flow of the metal in the meteorite fragment in Batman's hand was exactly the same as that of the metal on the helmet displayed by Spider-Man... They were made by the same person.