Chapter 1283 How Much of a Grudge Does Schiller Hold? (Part 2)

Kansas, it was another leisurely morning. Bruce, sitting on the ridge of the field, looked at the luggage that Clark threw over, and was quite surprised. 蔍

"Bruce, I know this may be a little hard for you to accept, but the fact is, you may have to go back to Gotham."

In front of Bruce, Clark, Constantine, Diana, Hal, Oliver, Arthur, Harley, and Jason stood in a row, staring at Bruce's face, just like the villagers in the Novice Village staring at the brave.

"You'd better go back and write your paper!" Hal said seriously, "I'm not kidding you. Go back and write your paper to prevent your professor from going crazy and destroying the world!"

Constantine bent down and looked at Bruce who was sitting and said, "Schiller's madness can no longer be solved by ordinary means. You saw that such a cruel clown was driven crazy by him. If you don't go back and entangle him, how long can the universe live?"

Diana pushed him back and looked at Bruce and said, "Of course, we are not trying to kidnap you morally. We are more worried about you getting hurt than you are, because once something happens to you, Schiller will be completely unrestricted."

After speaking, several people took a step back and made way for an open space. Hal snapped his fingers, and instantly, green light emerged.

A strong green light burst out from Hal's body, and then turned into a thin line, and then formed a battle armor in front of Bruce.蔍

The green gradually disappeared, and the main colors of red and black were revealed. This is a set of armor, but it is different from ordinary bat armor. It is lighter and thinner than ordinary bat armor, but it is full of magical brilliance, and it looks like a dream.

"This is the armor we jointly built for you. The main purpose is to prevent you from being hurt."

Hal took the lead and said, "You should know that Schiller and I got a lot of green light energy from the Green Lantern Corps. I compressed a small half of it to form the base of this armor."

"In other words, this armor contains the energy of about 600 Green Lantern rings, and is fully compatible with the lamp furnace. It can be charged at any time. As long as you wear it, no Green Lantern will find you an outsider."

"At the same time, it also carries many abilities of green light energy, such as it can fly, can be teleported over short distances, can shape energy weapons, has a universal knowledge base of the universe, and can translate most of the universe's languages..."

"More importantly, it can change into different shapes according to your wishes, which is also a part of the shaping of green light energy "I enchanted it." Constantine sighed, and under the gaze of the other people, he said, "Don't get me wrong, it's not a magical enchantment. Morpheus left me some of the authority of the god of dreams, so the ability of this armor works in dreams and the spiritual world." "Even in the dream world, it has some special abilities, such as I can turn you into an animal or plant at will, let you teleport over long distances, and even travel between dreams." "I originally wanted to use the traditional enchantment of the Olympian gods to strengthen this set of armor, but after research, I found that the green light energy is indeed magical, and it does not need additional enchantment." Diana said. "In order to add more functions to this armor, I had to ask Clark to accompany me to Mount Olympus and talk to those gods with bad tempers, and each of them added a function to this armor."

"The Moon God made this armor blessed by the moonlight, exerting stronger power at night. The Hades made this armor completely integrated into the night, making it perfectly invisible at night, turning into a shadow without substance, and not afraid of any physical attack. The Wind God increased its flying speed and allowed you to accelerate with the help of wind airflow..."

"I gave this armor the blessing of the ocean." Arthur said in a muffled voice: "When you put it on, you will become a warrior of the ocean, with the ability to control water, faster when going into the water, and some marine creatures will listen to your orders."

"I don't have any special abilities." Oliver looked at Bruce, shrugged slightly, smiled and said: "But me and Messi The people of Gothic will always stand by your side. In addition, I cooperated with Hal to make the chest of this armor condense an arrow of will, which will hit and hurt. "After listening quietly, Bruce set his eyes on Clark. Clark turned his head aside and said, "I have helped Diana." "He gave you his blood." Jason betrayed Clark. He ran to Bruce's side, looked into his eyes and said, "Clark integrated his blood into this armor, allowing this armor to have the ability to replenish energy with the sun. Under the sun, it will never fall." Bruce stared at Clark closely. Clark sighed and said, "I am very sorry that you have to risk your life. If I can't stand with you, I must bleed for it." "That's not risking your life." Bruce said helplessly, "I have to go back to Gotham. You are making a fuss."

"Of course we know." Constantine took a deep breath, then sighed and said, "In fact, we all know that Schiller will not go crazy in this universe. If he wants to do so, he would have done it long ago."

"And the key to keeping him calm is you." Hal stared at Bruce's face and said, "So you must not get into trouble. If you get into trouble, Schiller will go crazy, and no one here can stop him. You must ensure your own safety, and we will do our best to help you."

"I see." Bruce returned his gaze to the armor. He stood up, stretched out a hand, and gently touched the surface of the armor with his fingertips.

The energy slowly wrapped around his arm along his fingertips. Bruce did not resist, but closed his eyes and felt a kind of power that ordinary people had never experienced or understood, gradually enveloping his body. 蔍

That was not the green light energy, nor the various abilities his friends had found, but a more noble feeling.

"We support you in your pursuit of justice, and we know you can practice it."

"We know you can do it, and we hope you can do better."

"Don't be disappointed even if you can't do better."

"If you feel disappointed, look at yourself and us."

"This is not the end, but the beginning."

"Bruce."

"Bruce."

"Bruce."

The voices of everyone echoed in Bruce's ears. The words they left in this armor became armor that was more solid than powerful abilities, and completely integrated into Bruce's body. He had never felt as powerful as today.

Soon, the armor made of energy did not show a too hideous shape, but just left some energy lines on Bruce's body like a tattoo.

After Bruce opened his eyes, Clark stepped forward and said, "Okay, we were joking before. Actually, after our discussion, we found that it is safer for you to stay with Schiller. He is as crazy as he is strong."

"The road to transforming Gotham is destined to be difficult." Oliver stepped forward and patted Bruce on the shoulder and said, "Instead of staying outside, it is better to stay with your teacher. No danger can approach you through him."

Clark flew into the air, waved to Bruce and said, "Come on, try your new ability!" 蔍

Bruce gently opened his arms and slowly lifted his feet off the ground. The feeling of flying by himself was very wonderful. Almost in an instant, he became fascinated by this feeling.

Just as the two black spots were about to disappear in the sky, Constantine's cry came from the ground:

"By the way, don't forget to write the paper! Don't make Schiller angry again, I don't want to be treated by him again!"

Two days later, Constantine sat dejectedly in Schiller's office in Arkham Psychiatric Hospital. Schiller put the cap on the pen, tapped the table with the tip of the pen and said: "So, now you and Thomas have two independent personalities. I am sure that your brother can't accept you smoking, drinking and taking drugs..."

"Kill me!" Constantine covered his head with both hands and said in a hoarse voice: "Damn double personality, Thomas has been dead for a long time!"

"But you resurrected him with your own hands, just to avenge me."

Constantine gritted his teeth, climbed up from the table, stared at Schiller and said: "What if I go to bed with a woman? He is watching next to me?"

"If you don't mind, when you go to bed with a man, , he can also watch from the side, anyway, he is also British. "

"You..."

"Okay, I am responsible for the patient, so I give you free psychological treatment. If you don't appreciate it, then pay now."

"Okay, okay, in order to be able to afford the consultation fee of you, an unscrupulous quack, it seems that it is time to run the Constantine family's bookseller business well. Didn't you open a bookstore? What happened to the supply channel we agreed on last time?"

"I won't talk business with you." Schiller stood up mercilessly, turned around and said, "Don't think of burning my bookstore with the cursed bookmark in the book."

"Why am I... Wait a minute, you are not arrogant!" Constantine narrowed his eyes and stared at Schiller and said, "The word "talk business" will not come out of the arrogant mouth... Are you greedy?"

"Greed will make you pay the consultation fee first." Schiller shook his head and walked to the pine tree next to the desk. Start trimming the leaves.蔍

At this time, Constantine came over stealthily, bent down close to Schiller, and said, "Are you a new personality? You look easygoing. What are your characteristics? Seriously, do you have the characteristic of lust? You must have, right? Call it out and let me see!"

Schiller first turned his head slowly, and the moment he turned his head and stared at Constantine, Constantine took a step back, because he saw a pair of desolate gray eyes, slightly distracted, as if he could not see anything.

But soon, his eyes slowly focused on Constantine's face, and at that moment, Constantine's cold sweat soaked his shirt.

"Interesting." Schiller's low voice sounded.

Then, he put away the gardening shears in his hand, stroked his tie, looked down at his dark suit, frowned slightly, and seemed dissatisfied.

"Do you want to see lust?"

While looking up at Constantine, Schiller slowly pulled his tie out of his suit and began to untie the knot. 蔍

Generally speaking, this action would be understood as a hint of frivolity, but Constantine just wanted to escape now, the faster the better.

"No, I didn't, sorry to bother you! Goodbye, never see you again!"

"Bang!"

This is the sound of the door being closed.

"Okay, now, let's talk about whether your dissociative identity disorder has caused your attention and curiosity to be inappropriately shifted..."

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