At that time, Circe's soul, who was separated from the body again, could no longer even leave this room. If the body could not be found for a long time, and with the exhaustion of witchcraft power, her soul would go to the kingdom of death like ordinary people.
Circe was left with only one choice.
Schiller is the only living person left in the room. If Circe does not possess him, the outcome will be death. But if she can possess and control Schiller, not only can she save her life, but she can also use the power of witchcraft to trap and torture her.
He avenged himself.
Circe didn't hesitate.
Schiller had also received her power, which was the curse of beast transformation, and now the curse on him has worsened greatly. He is only one step away from transforming back into a beast body, and possession is easy.
But it wasn't until she possessed Schiller that Circe realized that this was not Schiller's flaw, but a trap.
She is trapped in Schiller's spiritual world.
Originally, Schiller was the only one troubled by the hallucinations of the huge straw maze. Now the maze has a new resident, Circe, who wants to invade Schiller's spiritual world.
What's even more frightening is that Circe's act of forcibly invading the spiritual world made Schiller's mental state deteriorate again.
The consequence of further lowering of mental defense is that the consequences of looking directly at Nyarlathotep become more serious. The city in the sky begins to collapse, and Nyarlathotep's huge shadow looms on the horizon.
Circe is also in a mental state at this time, and her body, the last barrier to isolate the contamination of the outer gods, does not exist for her. If she looks directly at Nyarlathotep in this situation, her soul will explode in an instant.
fireworks.
Circe is running for her life in a straw maze.
Schiller stood under the wooden stake that nailed the huge female corpse, and quietly looked at Circe's embarrassed figure. The witch's feet were sunk deeply into the blood-soaked soil, and she squeezed away the wheat seedlings in front of her.
One foot is deep and the other is shallow, running forward staggeringly.
Nothing was chasing her, only she knew what kind of terror was following her.
Suddenly, a slight noise brought Schiller's consciousness back to reality. He turned around and saw that the attic door was being pushed up from the bottom up.
He thought he would see the dark muzzle of Gordon's gun, but he didn't expect that the person climbing up was Edward who was soaked all over.
The thin figure quickly climbed the last few steps of the ladder and arrived at the attic. Just as he was about to walk towards Schiller, he seemed to realize that he was cold all over, so he stopped and stood in front of the attic, wringing his hands together.
, smiled shyly at Schiller.
"Follow me, Professor, they can't catch you."
Schiller frowned slightly.
"I knew you were a good person from the first moment I saw you, and the two of us are very similar. I won't let them catch you. Come and follow me." Edward said with a deep-set look in his eyes.
His exceptionally clear eyes stared at Schiller.
"How did you find yourself here?"
"I understand the riddle you left." Edward said: "Fame, faith, and wealth are three of the four flags of life. The remaining one is power, so I guess the last flag should be in the city government office building.
.”
Schiller turned his head back and glanced out the window. The police car was driving towards this side. Apparently, Gordon and his team also read this simple and easy-to-understand riddle. In the sight of the police car, they were gradually approaching the place.
This solemn and towering building is the Gotham City Hall.
Schiller's expression softened.
"I didn't expect anyone else to be able to read it, Edward, you gave me a surprise."
Edward laughed happily, and his neat white teeth showed that he once belonged to a wealthy and happy family. He rubbed his hands again and said, "Where is the last flag? Professor?"
Schiller shook his head and said: "There is no last side, only three sides."
Edward frowned and said as if he was dissatisfied: "It's all those policemen's fault. If they hadn't been chasing so closely, you would have been able to complete it."
"No, Edward, this case is done."
Edward blinked, as if he didn't understand.
"They are all three cases." Schiller said this sentence without beginning or end, and then said: "This is a complete set of serial murder cases."
Edward seemed to understand something again. He looked at Schiele and said, "Have you seen my work?"
"Yes, Edward, you did a good job." Schiller walked in on his own initiative, took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to Edward, asking him to wipe the rain off his face.
Edward carefully took the handkerchief, wiped his cheek, and was suddenly stunned.
The next second, a black shadow like a python stretched out from the back of his head and pressed the handkerchief firmly on his mouth and nose. Edward only struggled a few times before being knocked unconscious.
Schiller stood there, folded the handkerchief again and put it back in his pocket. He laid Edward flat on the ground and began to examine his clothes.
Schiller's spirit seemed to be bound to Circe. When he broke away from the hallucination and returned to the real world, Circe's spirit also came back.
She appeared on the glass behind Schiller and asked him: "You madman, he came to save you, why did you stun him?"
"How do you know he is here to save me, not to kill me?"
Schiller groped around Edward's body, turned him over again, and finally found a knife on Edward's lower back. The knife was shiny silver.
There were rapid footsteps downstairs.
The attic door was opened again, but it was not Gordon, but Copot. He took off the hat of his raincoat and said, "Edward suddenly ran out. I chased him here. Are you okay?"
Right? Professor?"
"I'm fine." Schiller stood up again and handed the knife to Cobot. Cobot seemed to realize something and narrowed his eyes to look at Edward lying on the ground.
"There is no doubt that he is the real Edward Nygma, but he may have been influenced by some."
"Influence? Who influenced him?"
"I don't know," Schiller said, "but he told him to kill his uncle and two other people."
Cobot immediately realized what Schiller was referring to and said: "Is Edward responsible for the murder of Nygma?"
"Yes, but it was not entirely his intention. His emotions were affected by others, and he was aware of it himself."
"What's the meaning?"
Schiller looked at the knife in Copot's hand, and then said: "A three-year-old child should understand that you can't attack others with such a shiny weapon. There is nothing in your kitchen that is not so bright."
Knife?”
Cobot understood instantly.
Then he immediately thought that the most conspicuous element of the case was the riddle left on the wall.
"The answer is 'Ares'." Schiller said as if he knew what he was thinking: "This should also be the hint left by Edward."
"Ares, God of War?" Cobot narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Did Ares, God of War, affect his emotions? Why did he do this?"
Schiller shook his head and did not answer the question, but it didn't look like he didn't know, he just didn't want to say anything.
"Have your people arrived yet?" Schiller asked.
Cobot nodded and said: "They are guarding the next floor. They will not let anyone in without my permission. Professor, are those police here to see you?"
"So be it." Schiller glanced back at Circe, who looked gloating. Apparently, she had discovered that the police had surrounded the municipal building. If nothing else happened, Schiller would definitely not be able to escape.
"Two minutes," Schiller said, looking at Cobot.
Cobot said nothing, just nodded, and climbed down the attic ladder. There was a faint conversation downstairs, and then the voice of the conversation became louder and louder. There seemed to be some conflict between the two parties, and the time passed.
Minutes and seconds passed like this.
Schiller was still standing at the window.
Suddenly, the police began to withdraw in an orderly manner. The police cars left one after another and headed east. On the distant skyline, the waves continued to surge, becoming higher and higher, and finally even higher than
The tall buildings in the city seem to be flooding the city at any time.
"What's going on?" Circe also looked back at the window. She seemed to still be able to use the power of witchcraft. After feeling it for a while, she said: "Why do I feel the power of the ocean? Who is that?... Poseid
winter?!"
Arthur hurried into the office and said in a louder voice: "Poseidon suddenly rushed into Atlantis and injured Mera and Diana. What on earth is going on?!"
Diana's face became even more serious as she said: "We have received the news. What is even more frightening is that Poseidon has set off hurricanes and huge waves on the east coast of the United States. He seems to want to sink the United States to the bottom of the sea!
"
Arthur's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg in. He looked at Diana and said, "Why is your uncle so crazy?! Why did he suddenly attack Atlantis and declare war on humanity?!"
Diana looked confused and confused. She said: "I don't know either. I don't know what happened in Olympus. I haven't been back for a long time."
"It seems that their target is still Diana." Oliver crossed his arms and said, "The God of Olympus has gone crazy. Of course Diana has to go over and deal with it, so that he can be brought back to Earth."
Arthur pulled his hair anxiously and said, "What should we do? We can't let Poseidon flood the continent like this!"
Bruce looked at Diana and asked, "Can you contact the Olympus gods through the air?"
"Yes, but I don't know what happened to Mount Olympus. I'm not sure if contacting them now will..." When Diana said this, she took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I will
Try to contact them, I'll go find Ares..."
At this time, Bruce suddenly remembered something, and he said: "Ares? Ares, God of War?"
"Yes, he is my brother and he taught me when I was young," Diana said.
Bruce thought of the answer to the riddle, so he said, "Can you just find him?"
"That's not true, but I think he is the most likely to stop the crazy Poseidon. Others may not be able to defeat Poseidon." Diana frowned and said, as if she didn't understand why Bruce asked this question.
Bruce actually thought about it for more than ten seconds, and then he said: "Clarke's worry is not unreasonable. The accident in Olympus may be to lure you to the earth, so you'd better not go back now."
"And if the situation in Mount Olympus is not good, if you contact them now, it may worsen the situation further. It is better for us to send people to come forward. Anyway, you don't need to know magic to stop Poseidon. You just need to be able to defeat him."
"
"Then what are you waiting for?" Arthur said anxiously: "I have to go back. Mera is injured, and the people in Atlantis may also be panicked. I have to go back and take charge of the overall situation."
Bruce nodded and said: "Clark can exert his greatest abilities on Mercury, so he stays. I need to cooperate with the smart housekeeper to keep an eye on the surveillance to prevent the prophecy of tragedy from happening on Mercury, and Oliver manages the students..."
"Who else?"
"The Flash." Bruce said: "Although the Flash in our universe is very young, he is very strong. He does not defeat others just by relying on speed. If you go back with him, Poseidon will not be able to defeat him no matter how strong he is."
Thinking of Barry's magical speed force, Arthur seemed to accept this arrangement. He said: "Hurry up, let him run quickly, take me back to Atlantis first, I will organize an army, and I can also give Bo
Seidon has a little more pressure.”
After Arthur and the Flash left, Diana left Bruce alone. She asked with some confusion: "Why don't you let me find Ares? Because he is the God of War, do you have any prejudice against him?"
But actually he..."
Bruce shook his head and said, "I suspect he is behind this."
"What?!"
"The answer to a riddle in a serial murder case points to Ares."