Chapter 1005: Battle for the Tower (End)

The superego was stunned, but suddenly, the door was pushed open a crack, and another Schiller squeezed in, shouting:

"Damn arrogance!!! You are arrogant!! You are not a fraud!! You damn liar!! Is this a little bat?!!!!"

With a "bang", the door was knocked open again, and the superego staggered. Three Schillers rushed in and said: "Oh my God! Fortunately, I ran fast. Did you see that thing?!!"

"Of course, my God, when I first saw it, I thought it was Barbato. "I've got a guy who chased me home! You told me this is Batman? ! ! "

"Liar! Arrogant! Big liar! Little Bat? ? What did he use to read your thesis guidance? ? Eyes bigger than copper bells? ! ! "

"Conspiracy! What's wrong with you? ! How did he kill Belial? I heard that he ate Belial directly? ? ? He's a human being. Isn't he afraid of eating a whole soul of the devil alive? ! ! "

After a while, Schiller rushed in one after another, looking very embarrassed and talking dirty.

After a while, a group of Schiller survivors crowded in the hall on the first floor and kept discussing.

There were two main topics they discussed, one was that Arrogant should be renamed Fraud, and the other was that Batman should be renamed Barbatos.

The superego looked out through the crack in the door again, but in fact, he couldn't see the whole picture of the big bat at all.

Schiller's Thinking Tower is a landmark building in hell. Many demon castles are not as high as it. However, the superego roughly estimated that the height of the tower should be about the same as the diameter of the eyeball of this giant bat.

The superego slowly stretched out his hand, closed the last crack of the door, turned around and said: "I think the rules of this competition are a bit sloppy, and there is a lot of room for optimization. The first thing to optimize is the selection of the champion. I think Arrogance is good. What do you think?"

Instantly, the field was silent, and the other Schillers who were just scolding Arrogance changed their offensive and immediately applauded.

"Well-deserved! Arrogant indeed!"

"Too strong, too strong, is this the vision of the original sin personality?!"

"Let's congratulate Arrogant for winning the championship. Where is the champion? I want to shake his hand!"

"Yes, let's welcome the champion back home. Where is he?"

The superego paused for a moment, and then thought about it. Logically, Arrogant Schiller is Batman's staff. Now that the big bat has killed his way to the bottom of the tower, according to Arrogant Schiller's personality, he should now walk into the tower with his head held high and then fiercely mock the other personalities.

But looking around, although there are many demon soldiers on the battlefield, they are still fighting, mainly the army brought by Batman and the army that has been besieging the tower, but there is no shadow of Schiller.

At this moment, the superego looked closely and found that there was a small black shadow in the front claws of the bat's waving wings. Looking over, it seemed to be Schiller who was unconscious.

The superego's eyes widened, he stroked his chest, cleared his throat, and then said: "The good news is that I found where Arrogance is, the bad news is that he was hijacked by Batman..."

The field was silent again, but this time, a bigger commotion came from outside the tower, and all the personalities came to the window and looked out.

They found that the powerful demons in hell gathered together, Beelzebub, Azazel, Astro, and many old demons came here.

Beelzebub, who had many eyes, echoed in the battlefield with a low voice: "Stop him! Don't let him take down that tower again, otherwise, the position of Satan will inevitably change hands!"

All the demons raised their weapons, because they knew that what Beelzebub said was true. Batman had eaten Belial, and his soul strength had reached the level of a demon. If he ate a whole tower, his soul strength would overwhelm hell.

Moreover, Batman is not a native of hell and will not abide by the rules here. Perhaps, he is not interested in the position of Satan at all. No one knows whether he will swallow everyone after he becomes strong enough.

Just looking at the bat monster that covers the sky, all the demons dare not give a sure answer.

Therefore, they must stop Batman from approaching the tower. No matter who takes the tower, it must not be Batman, an outsider.

All the demons besieged the tower, but the huge Batman did not move, just flying in the air, staring coldly at all the demons.

So, a funny scene appeared.

The demons surrounded the tower and took a defensive posture, and the huge black bat far away in the sky was like a monster attacking here.

Batman became a demon king, and the demon kings became heroes. The battle for the tower turned into a battle to defend the tower, and the heroes did not seem to have a good chance of winning.

There was a very terrible power hidden in Batman's soul, which was the darkness from the root of the world. Belial's soul became a catalyst.

Originally, when these black tides broke out, Batman had no control at all. However, after so much training, the shadows hidden in his heart have dissipated a lot. Coupled with firm belief and strong willpower, Batman controlled this great and terrifying power rationally for the first time.

Suddenly, he flapped his wings and pressed towards the tower. All the demons were ready for battle.

But at this time, a portal suddenly lit up above the tower, and several strange and familiar figures flew out from it.

"Is this hell?" Clark looked around, and then he turned around and said to Oliver, who was wearing a work suit, "You said that Professor Schiller had been out of contact for a long time, but how could he come to hell?"

"I don't know, but we have always been in one-way contact. He would send me a plan to guide the revolutionary work in Gotham, and I didn't have a channel to reply to him. We all thought that this would be safer."

"But more than a month ago, the agreed message did not come. I contacted his friends in Gotham and learned that he had been missing for a long time. I suspected that the CIA might have taken action."

Oliver's face was very serious. He said, "Although this way of contact is safe, it is not foolproof. Maybe he was taken away by the CIA and tortured, his body died, and his soul came to hell."

"You...you...can you stop talking???" Zatanna's trembling voice sounded from behind them. She was the last one to walk out of the portal, and then she stretched out her finger and tremblingly Pointing at the scary bat monster, he yelled, "Look! Is it time to chat now?!"

At this time, Clark and Oliver remembered to look at the surrounding environment. Oliver frowned and said, "Didn't you say that you could track Professor Schiller's soul? Why did we end up here? It looks like... the center of the battlefield?"

Zatanna swallowed her saliva and said, "Beelzebub, Azazel... They are both Satan, how could they be here? And who is that?... Forget it, that's not important, the key is, what's going on with that bat monster?!"

"I am definitely tracking Schiller's soul, and navigation is the shortest route." Zatanna looked at Oliver and said, then she looked down at the compass in her hand and said, "That's right, I am tracking Schiller's soul breath, wait a minute, Batman is also nearby, where is he?"

Just as the two were studying the data displayed on the compass, Clark looked far away and suddenly found something wrong.

"What is that?!" Clark looked up and looked at the claws of the giant bat. He saw a small black shadow there. At this time, it was pale, covered in blood, and unconscious, but its face was very familiar.

"Professor Schiller!!!!" Clark shouted.

Oliver and Zatanna both looked over. Zatanna took out a pair of monocles and put them on her eyes, and then said: "Oh my God! That's Schiller's soul! He was captured by that bat monster. We have to save him!!"

After that, Zatanna rolled up her sleeves and pointed with her right hand. The irony magic almost came out of her mouth, but at this time, she suddenly became dazed, took a deep breath, and then said: "Wait a minute, Clark, your name is Clark, right? You can't withdraw power. The portal doesn't have such a fast transmission speed. Stop it!!!"

However, Clark was overwhelmed by anger. During this period of time, he had been using his vacation time to travel to Central America to help the people there to carry out the revolution. At the same time, Oliver also shared with him the guidance letter sent by Schiller.

Originally, Clark didn't know Schiller very well, but the guidance Schiller provided was from the perspective of the people and had a very big effect, which was more effective than the two of them doing it recklessly. Clark often realized something, just like opening the door to a new world.

Because the number of words in the letter was limited, Schiller had no space to use their language style to break everyone's defense equally, so through the words in the letter, Clark got to know a kind professor who was knowledgeable, compassionate, and caring about the people.

In addition to thanking him for his teachings, Clark also felt very guilty for destroying Schiller's house before.

Now, seeing that the revolutionary mentor and professor he had always respected was actually caught by a monster, Superman's temper, could he bear it?

Although Zatanna had told Clark before that because his soul was too powerful, the portal did not have such a high bandwidth to transmit, and could only use projection to let him come to hell.

But Clark was furious and didn't care about so much, just released his power according to instinct.

Instantly, a sun rose from the tower. For the first time, the demons were bathed in such glory, and greeted the brightest and most powerful force in the world with screams and wails.

But Zatanna behind him showed a horrified expression. She grabbed Oliver and rushed to the portal that had not yet closed, and then shouted: "Transmitting so much power in a short period of time... He is going to explode, run!!!"

With a whoosh, Zatanna pulled Oliver back into the portal. The next second, the sun's rays flattened the entire sky of hell.

The demons had never seen the real sun. Before, they didn't know how beautiful and dangerous the bright light of a star explosion was, but now they had experienced it.

Superman's almost unlimited power gave him almost unlimited soul energy. Clark was just a projection.

He mobilized too much power from his soul, and because the power was transmitted too fast and too quickly, he couldn't control it, so a big explosion happened.

A little light bloomed, and then a spiral of dazzling light burst out, revealing a bright starry sky between the broken space.

Then, when the fierce and chaotic power swept over the tower, all the demon lords screamed and flew out.

They were originally the opposite of light, restrained by the power of light and justice, and Superman represented the brightest power in the universe. After mobilizing all the soul energy and exploding, no demon could resist such an impact.

Powerful demons like Beelzebub and Azazel were seriously injured instantly, while weaker demons turned into ashes in an instant in a void of white light.

More importantly, the high tower at the edge of the explosion range was directly blown away, rolled on the ground for several rounds, and fell in the smoke and dust.

Like a road pile that fell on the roadside in a chain rear-end accident, the most innocent.

All Schillers in the high tower were like clothes in a washing machine. In the violent rolling, they were hit and bleeding, and all lay on the ground powerlessly.

Conspiracy Schiller, who was covered in dust, climbed up from the ground, stretched out a hand to grab the railing, put his upper body on the railing, spit out a mouthful of ash, and coughed twice.

Then, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in his field of vision.

Conspiracy Schiller raised his head and looked up along the suit pants. It was a suit jacket dyed dark red, and a tie that was still tied meticulously. Finally, it was DC Schiller's hideous smile.

DC Schiller stood on the railing in the middle of the collapsed tower, overlooking Schiller who was staggering on the ground below him, and showed a very satisfied smile.

"You watched him die without helping him, huh?"

Behind him, a hand with a white coat sleeve stretched out tremblingly, and Marvel Schiller's angry voice echoed in the tower:

"I said it a long time ago... He is the one with the smallest heart among us!!!!!!!"

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