In front of Batman's eyes, many pictures kept passing by, and the pictures of many people dying overlapped together, making him feel a little in a trance.
Batman is not a person who can accept death calmly, especially the death of others. He once witnessed the death of his closest relatives, which caused great mental trauma to him.
Such trauma will gradually heal over time, but it will not disappear completely. Therefore, when seeing the scene of Schiller's death, his brain had almost no time to think about any other issues. Re-experiencing symptoms of traumatic stress disorder,
Constantly urging his brain to replay those horrific scenes.
Fortunately, at that time, Zatanna proposed another possibility. She suggested that she could go to hell to find Schiller's soul, which distracted Batman's attention and prevented his symptoms of traumatic stress disorder from immediately breaking out.
come out.
After that, they entered the limbo of hell. When he saw Schiller's soul, Batman thought everything had turned upside down, but then Schiller jumped.
Batman didn't know what prompted him to jump together. Maybe it was the horrific images lingering in his mind that made him feel that he had to do something.
Because once he becomes quiet and has nothing to do, just like after his parents died, loneliness and fear will surround him and continue to erode his heart.
After actually coming to hell, Batman saw the tower falling to the ground of hell, and seeing countless Schiller souls rushing out of the tower, his first reaction was that he could still redeem himself.
There is room for this kind of tragedy, and he must also try to redeem this tragedy.
Because when the tragedy of his parents happened, what he hated most was that he had no ability to change everything. But this time, his professor and teacher first died and then fell into hell. He witnessed all this with his own eyes and no longer looked like him.
When I was a kid, I couldn't do anything.
Therefore, he was eager to do something and felt nervous about it. This was actually a manifestation of traumatic stress disorder, but he himself was not aware of it.
Just when he looked at Schiller in front of him in a daze, Schiller got up from the ground, shook his head vigorously, and then cursed in a low voice:
"Damn it, it's so high, it was a miscalculation..."
Then, he took a series of breaths, stretched out his right hand, touched his back, and then frowned deeply.
After straightening his wrinkled suit and retying his tie, Schiller saw Batman standing in front of him.
"Are you okay?" Batman asked.
"Me? I'm extremely good." Schiller replied. He adjusted his tie, coughed twice, and then said: "I successfully retaliated against Constantine and made him lose the ability to use magic.
He also threw those small-minded people in the tower into hell. Who told them not to let me board the ship and not take me with them in the war?"
Schiller seemed to feel a little tired from standing. He walked to a big rock on the edge of the hillside and sat down, and then rambled on about his complete plan.
There are many targets for Schiller's revenge, and the chief culprit is of course Constantine, who created a city full of broccoli. As he said before, he has a sharp blade that he uses to deal with good people, and that is guilt.
There is no doubt that Constantine is a bad person, but he is also a good person. Although he often cheats his friends and teammates, most of the things he does are actually to save the world, and for this he owes
The debt is borne by him alone.
His friends paid a lot for him, but he himself paid even more, and in his daily interactions with him, Schiller could see that it was precisely because of this that Constantine was able to avoid the blame of his conscience.
His friend lost his life, but he also suffered great physical pain because of the price he had to pay. This pain could alleviate his inner guilt, so Schiller simply helped him eliminate this pain.
Originally, Constantine could divert his attention through physical pain, but after all the debts were clarified and all the scars were healed, he no longer had the means to escape reality, and he had to face his inner guilt.
Of course, in addition to these old debts, Schiller also added two new ones to his debt.
He deliberately let an FBI agent stab him in front of Batman, and then let Batman witness his body, in order to make Batman feel guilty.
Once Batman feels guilty, then Schiller falls into hell in front of Batman. If he jumps, Batman will definitely jump.
And when he and Batman jumped into hell together, it was a double critical blow to Constantine, equivalent to a knife stabbing into the aorta. Schiller thought that Constantine might be going crazy in reality now.
At the same time, he can take his soul and fall into hell, and he can also take revenge on his superego for not letting him on board, and Marvel Schiller who is gloating about his misfortune. I can't take a vacation, and no one can take a vacation.
Thinking of this, Schiller's mood improved a lot, and the adverse reactions were alleviated. Just when he turned to observe the surrounding environment, Batman said: "Since you are fine, let's go."
Schiller inquired about it, and he asked with some confusion: "Let's go? Where do you plan to go?"
"Go save you." Batman turned around and walked forward. Schiller said with some confusion: "Save me? Aren't I right here? I told you, I'm fine. There is no broccoli in hell. Maybe, my
Allergies will subside soon…”
"I mean the other you, and the tower." Batman walked forward without looking back, and Schiller could only keep up with him. He frowned, narrowed his eyes, and said in disbelief: "
You mean, you want to save my other personality traits and the tower???"
"Batman, have you ever thought about a question? If I go to hell, I won't be the unlucky one, right?"
"Is there a possibility that those personalities and this tower don't need you to save them? Look at them running out happily, do they look like they need someone to save them?"
"And this is hell. There are powerful demons everywhere. Those fighting skills you have learned are of no use here."
Batman kept walking forward. Schiller quickened his pace and came to him. He turned to look at his face. He found that under the mask, Batman's expression looked a little stiff and his fingertips were trembling.
Schiller raised his eyebrows. He guessed that Batman might be suffering from traumatic stress disorder. After all, reason might tell him that Schiller would not die so easily, but the impact of seeing the death scene with his own eyes was still great.
Yes, his illness is not completely cured to begin with, and if he is further stimulated, he may relapse again.
Schiller came to Batman, stopped him and said: "Calm down, Batman, you should have noticed that your current mental state is not very good. You need some psychological treatment. I think we can find a doctor first."
safe place……"
As soon as Schiller said this, Batman bypassed him and walked straight forward. Schiller frowned deeply, obviously a little angry at his rude performance, but he still took a deep breath.
He took a breath and whispered: "Okay, seeing as you jumped down to save me..."
"Look, Batman, this is just a plan of mine, a plan, you know? Whether I'm taken away by FBI agents, stabbed by him, or die in a phone booth and go to hell, it's just me.
A plan made in order to retaliate against those people who are careless and petty in their actions..."
Batman stopped, then turned to Schiller and said: "You would make such a plan because you think I can't do anything, right? All criminals who dare to harm other people think so..."
Schiller shook his head and said: "No, just because when I want to take revenge on someone, anyone can be used, including myself, including you."
"Actually, you already discovered at that time that I might be doing something, right? Your reason is telling you that all this may be my plan. If I jump to hell, it may be dangerous."
"Just like now, your rational judgment is that the tower and my other personality traits will not be in any danger. If my personality traits rush towards the devil, the unlucky one will definitely be the devil."
"However, there is still a voice in your heart urging you to save me, even if I don't need it... Batman, haven't you noticed yet? You have never walked out of that alley.
"
Schiller slowly walked up to Batman, looked into his eyes and said: "You are sick, but you refuse treatment. Like many ignorant and backward people, they regard mental trauma as something unspeakable and cannot be treated."
The scars mentioned are not willing to face him directly, nor are they willing to accept scientific treatment..."
"If you continue like this, one day, the scars will be revealed in a more bloody manner. At that time, unless you never show weakness in your life, when everyone knows that this is your weakness, you will be
The price will be paid ten times and a hundred times..."
"It's you who should receive treatment." Batman looked at Schiller and said: "You would rather harm yourself than play with people's hearts to enjoy watching others be fooled by your plan..."
"That's right, but you knew I was a lunatic, so why did you jump?"
Batman turned back and continued walking in the direction of his goal. Schiller behind him shook his head and whispered: "The road to treatment is long and arduous..."
At this moment, there was a "rumbling" sound from the ground. Schiller was shaken and became a little unsteady. He looked back. As soon as he turned around, he saw a bloody mouth.
A huge demonic sandworm emerged from the ground. Batman turned around, bent his knees, and stabilized his center of gravity. As soon as the smoke and dust dissipated, he saw the sandworm opening its large circular mouth with spiral teeth.
, and then swallowed Schiller in one gulp.
Batman's eyes widened for a moment, and then he rushed over at an extremely fast speed. Using the height of the nearby hillside, he jumped on the back of the sandworm, grabbed the sharp corner of the sandworm's head, and then punched it.
on the sandworm's eyes.
The sandworm was in pain, swinging its body in mid-air, but it did not open its mouth, but plunged into the sand.
Along with the faint traces on the sand, the huge sandworm disappeared into the sand and fled towards the unknown distance.