Chapter 1008: Who Can Break Schiller's Defense (Part 2)

Schiller took a few quick breaths, pursed his lips, then looked up at Constantine and said, "Are you crazy??!!"

He bit the word "crazy" very hard, then wrinkled the muscles around his nose, opened his teeth slightly, and kept his jaw in a stiff position, and the words seemed to be blown out of his throat by the air.

"Tear up the complete soul?! You are really crazy! Constantine..." Schiller took a deep breath as if he remembered something, and muttered to himself: "That is the most painful thing in the world. No one will take the initiative to do such a stupid thing..."

Schiller looked carefully at Constantine's soul in the light ball again, until he saw a familiar wound at the edge of Constantine's soul. He was very familiar with that kind of wound, because in the past few days, he was repeatedly tearing this wound, trying to stick it with another fragment.

The difference is that each of Schiller's personality trait fragments has a different shape, like a vase that was suddenly broken, and the wounds on Constantine's soul fragments are more like artificial cuts.

This made Schiller feel even more incredible. It was impossible for a person to cut his soul into two pieces.

Dissociative identity disorder, although having multiple personalities, is more like childbirth. The main personality is unwilling to face reality due to some trauma, so another personality is bred in the body. This process is not too painful, and after completion, the main personality can escape reality.

However, cutting the soul directly will not give you another personality. It will directly drive people crazy and unable to directly control their bodies. If you don't use special methods, you will never be able to live a normal life in society. Schiller has long experienced this.

But now, a living example appeared in front of him. Constantine, a damn rotten man, a fool, and an unlearned mud, he completed a miracle in the field of psychology and mental illness. He tore his soul in half alive.

"I really want you to pay for your broccoli prank..." Schiller said in a hoarse and dry voice, and he paused for a while, and the second half of the sentence was still unsaid.

Just as Schiller was staring at the light ball of Constantine's soul in a daze, Lucifer suddenly withdrew his hand, and the light ball disappeared. Schiller raised his eyes and stared at him with a dangerous look.

"Don't look at me like that. None of this has anything to do with me."

"Here's what happened. One night, I was sleeping soundly when Constantine came to me. I was also surprised to see his state. He asked me to store his soul in a soul storage container and bring him to see you."

"He said he wanted to apologize to you." Lucifer looked at Schiller and said, "He told me that his mental state might not be suitable for rational narration, so he hoped I could convey it to you on his behalf."

"He didn't expect that broccoli would cause you so much harm. It was not his intention to hurt his friends, but since the harm had been done, someone had to pay the price. He didn't know whether the price he paid would satisfy you, but this was indeed the heaviest and most painful lesson he could endure."

"In addition, he asked me to tell you that Batman and Zatanna were two idiots, but this matter had nothing to do with them. He said he knew you wouldn't let anyone off so easily."

"But just like You used to do the same ... "Lucifer looked at Schiller with those flashing eyes:" He is willing to be the price they are paying for his friends, Batman and Zatanna. "" From then on, you will not see Constantine again. A Dream God came. "" In addition, he said ... "" Don't say! "Schiller took a deep breath until his chest was completely filled. He saw Lucifer open his mouth. Quick: "Who do he think he is, the savior?" "Your state is not very good." Lucifeling frowned and looked at Schiller. His tone was very euphemistic, because Schiller's state is not only bad. Although Lucifer doesn't know psychology, he can see that Ciller is hovering on the edge of collapse. Schiller frowned in pain and squinted his eyes. He slowly half-knelt down and covered his chest, as if he couldn't breathe. Batman and Clark, who were arguing next to him, noticed his situation and flew over immediately. Then they heard Schiller whisper in a vague tone:

"Very... good... you found a... good knife..."

Batman frowned fiercely, turned his head to look at Lucifer, and then said: "We can go back by ourselves, but you have to revive Schiller because his body is dead."

"He must leave here now and go to the hospital for formal treatment. You can see that his soul and his personality fragments are not stable."

Lucifer paused, sighed, and said, "Okay, then I will..."

At this moment, Schiller staggered to his feet, opened his eyes with great effort, looked at Lucifer and said, "All those demon lords who go to the human world to harass you every day and want you to return to hell have been seriously injured."

"Hell will have a long period of peace. You will not have to be harassed anymore and can concentrate on doing your work in the human world."

"I helped you solve one of your biggest troubles. As a reward, shouldn't you... revive me?"

Lucifer Lucifer tilted his head, looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "...What are you talking about?"

"Do you think this price is not enough? It seems that the price of resurrection here is more expensive than I thought, but it doesn't matter..."

"Oh, you said you helped me solve the problem? Thank you so much, I was having a headache because of this." Lucifer shrugged, smiled and said, "Many of my other friends want to help me, but they can't help me at all, and sometimes they even make trouble. Only you can always understand what I want the most. This is the tacit understanding of old friends, right?"

"Let's go, I'll take you back. I really don't know how you got yourself into this state. Although hell is dangerous, it shouldn't be that scary, right?" Lucifer looked around and said:

"I see, only Belial didn't come. Could it be that he got you into this state? Don't worry, I'll kick him out of his palace in two days and I'll definitely help you vent your anger..."

After saying that, Lucifer supported Schiller's arm and was about to take him flying, but Schiller shook his hand away and said, "So, what is the exact price? You must tell me, so that I can... …”

“What price?” Lucifer raised one eyebrow and lowered the other, revealing a very surprised expression, and said: “Are you talking about resurrection? What price is there for resurrection? No one in this world can resurrect others at will except me.”

“And except for my friends, I will not resurrect anyone at will. You don’t think that if someone bids, I will fulfill his wish like a wishing well? I am Lucifer Morningstar!”

Suddenly, Lucifer paused, his eyes flashed with light, and he looked forward along the timeline.

Then, he froze for a moment, then walked to Schiller, looked him in the eye and said, "...You represent arrogance?"

"What a coincidence, me too." Lucifer tilted his head, stared straight into Schiller's eyes and said, "Now, I know what's going on."

"You think that we can't really care about you, so you prepared sufficient rewards for everyone."

"You paid off Constantine's debts. On the surface, you wanted to make him feel guilty, but in fact, you still gave him health and vitality."

"You dragged Batman to hell. On the surface, you wanted to warn him not to enter your inner space at will, but in fact, you prepared Belial for him. Energy. "

"You calculated the time of loss of contact and asked Oliver to come to you and act as your knife to deal with the demon lord, but in fact, you prepared for him the experience of fighting in the mines and the practical experience of infrastructure construction. "

"You asked Clark to blow up all the demon lords and evade the debt you inherited from Constantine, but in fact, you gave him an extremely rare opportunity to hone his fighting skills with opponents of the same power level. "

"You used the noise made by hell to attract me so that I could revive you, but in fact, you cleared out the demon lords who were weak but the most noisy, so that I could have a period of peace. "

"Each link in your plan seems different, But in reality, they are exactly the same. "

"Use all the friends you know to the fullest according to their different characteristics, and then give them the rewards you think they need, to achieve a seemingly happy ending."

Lucifer shook his head gently, looking at Schiller's extremely pale face and said: "And now, the reason why you are so weak and painful is that you find that your friends don't care about being used by you, nor do they need your rewards."

"Use yourself to replace others, never be humble, never repent."

"Arrogant, arrogant, arrogant..." Lucifer moved his eyes away from Schiller and looked at the sky in the distance of hell, and said in a low tone:

" We are so similar, so one day, you will know the truth of the secret that has been circulating in heaven, hell and the human world for a long time - how did I fall from heaven? "

"I threw away the glory of the morning star, jumped from heaven, and became a dirty devil in hell. You think I hate God."

"But, that jump was actually because I thought that God loved the world, not me...but he loved me."

"I will never repent, so I deserve to fall."

While Lucifer was speaking in a low and distant voice, Schiller had already walked to the edge of the stairs. He stood taller than everyone else, looking down at Batman, Clark, Oliver, Zatanna, Lucifer and Constantine, and said:

"I used to think that in order to live in a normal society, I have been pretending to be an ordinary person, but now it seems..." Schiller dragged out a long tone and then opened his arms.

At this moment, everyone in front of him stretched out their hands, trying to catch him.

But Schiller fell from the steps and fell into the gate of the tower, like a light and light leaf in late autumn, but with a force of ten thousand pounds.

With a "bang", the door closed, leaving only Schiller's last words:

"I am just an ordinary person, you are crazy."

The next second, Batman sat up from the chair. He was a little dazed for a few seconds. The strange experience was like a big dream.

But in an instant, he stood up at a very fast speed, rushed out of the door, and rushed towards the phone in his memory.

When Batman came to the entrance of the alley, Schiller stood up in a burst of light, and all the wounds on his body disappeared. He was completely restored to health, and Batman breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, Schiller closed his eyes and fell into his own dried blood.

Like an ordinary person, he fell into a coma.

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