Chapter 1509 C: Twilight Event (XV)

Chapter 1502 C Twilight Event (Fifteen)

When Lucifer returned to the Forgotten Bookstore again, he was furious and holding a black diamond in his hand. This time, he consciously sat in front of the window, slapped the black diamond on the table, and said, "This idiot is really crazy!"

Schiller picked up the last few books scattered on the ground, turned his head and looked at the black diamond, and then said, "Bruce seemed to have brought back a similar diamond before. What is this?"

Lucifer's face was gloomy. He was silent for a while before spitting out a name: "The Spirit of Wrath, also known as the Eclipse."

"Oh?" Schiller uttered a syllable to express his interest. He put the book back on the bookshelf, sat opposite Lucifer and looked at him, waiting for him to answer his questions.

"You also know that in ancient times, God wanted to spread his reputation and needed certain deterrent means, so the position of God's executioner came into being. The incarnation of God's angry spirit was the first executioner, but later he was replaced by the spirit of revenge."

"I didn't pay much attention to what happened afterwards. I only heard that the angry spirit seemed to be sealed by the spirit of revenge, and there has been no movement for so many years."

"But I didn't expect Gabriel to be so crazy. He broke the seal of the angry spirit and scratched the wheat with it."

Lucifer clenched his fists, pursed his lips and said with some self-blame: "Gabriel has always wanted to find my weakness in the human world. The group of people he sent to the bar before was a test. I was careless."

Then he sighed and said: "The power of the angry spirit is very Special, the wound caused by his seal has this special power, and the wound will cause great pain during the healing process. Gabriel just wants me to be blinded by anger and lose my dignity like a mad dog chasing him and biting him. "

Schiller smiled slightly and said, "He wants to pull you into his despicable territory and then defeat you with rich experience. Will you let him succeed? Or... don't you want to teach him a lesson?"

Lucifer's face was gloomy and terrible. He pressed his thumb into his palm with some pain and said, "I don't have many friends, and even fewer people have been able to maintain friendship with me for so many years. Maizi is almost equivalent to my soul mate, but few people know this. "

"Gabriel may think that she is just a lover of mine, so he hurt her. I have no scruples at the time, but I must make him pay the price for it! "

Lucifer took a deep breath, and his jaw trembled. Even though he still maintained an elegant posture, the blue veins on his neck were clearly visible. He stared at the table and thought for a long time before looking at Schiller and said, "You guessed it, but you didn't remind me, just planning to let me do what you said."

"You don't need me to remind you." Schiller shook his head and said, "As long as you are still active in the human world, you will inevitably have friends who care about you. Even if they are just casual acquaintances, Gabriel has a way to torture them one by one, and you can only chase after him and feel the pain of your friends. "

Schiller stood up, walked behind Lucifer, put his hand on the back of Lucifer's chair, then on his shoulder, looked down at him and said: "Don't live like Constantine. That's what Gabriel wants. He and Constantine are the same kind of people."

"They have never been taken seriously and have always been a backup. So when they do evil, they will do everything they can to make you feel this pain, become the source of disaster in the eyes of their friends, and keep everyone away from you."

Schiller leaned down slightly and said to Lucifer's ear: "The greatest courage is not to fall from heaven, but to return to heaven after falling. The comfort you gain from angels and God will be your best weapon. You must hold it firmly and pierce it into the heart of the enemy."

"Enough." Lucifer took a deep breath and said: "Don't tempt me. I won't become as crazy as you... Damn, aren't there enough crazy people in this world?"

After that, he stood up and walked to the door, then looked back at Schiller. His eyes were full of hesitation, but in the end he said: "I... go back and think about it. "

Lucifer turned and left. Red Hood sat on the steps of the stairs, looking quite unsurprised, and said, "Well, who is this big shot again? Don't tell me he is really that Lucifer."

"Yes, it's him, Lucifer Morningstar."

Red Hood covered his eyes and said, "You tempted a devil to deal with an angel by turning him back into an angel. Is there something wrong with that?"

"Lucifer will make the right choice." Schiller's tone was always calm. He took a sip of water, walked to the window, and looked at the iron-gray streets of London.

This is an excellent hunting ground for vampires, because even if it doesn't rain, the sky is still gloomy and dark, without any sunshine.

Bruce, who had just walked out of the BBC headquarters building, saw a familiar figure on the corner of the street. After he walked over, he looked at Constantine, who was squatting in the corner smoking, and asked, "John, why are you here? Didn't you go back to the bookstore?"

"I'm waiting for you." Constantine exhaled a puff of smoke, looked up at Bruce and said, "Don't you want me to help you find a vampire? I caught one, but the cunning mouse took the opportunity to escape, and I was unfortunately hit." Bruce frowned and walked forward. He pushed Constantine's upper body back, and sure enough, he saw a long wound on his abdomen. Constantine gasped with effort, exhaled a smoke ring, and said, "It's my bad luck, but that guy didn't escape either. He turned into ashes under the hands of Midnight Father. It seems that I have to find you another one." "No need." Bruce shook his head and said, "That part has been completed, but you'd better lie down flat. It's not good to cover the wound like this." "I'm fine, can you help me?" "I mean, even if you cover this wound with your hand, it is still full of holes. I guess you haven't studied anatomy. The scars caused by the claws of the vampire It's not like that."

Constantine fell silent, but there was no sign of him taking action. Bruce half-knelt in front of him, looked into his eyes and said, "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

"I heard you were looking for a black diamond. Do you know what it is?"

"I don't know."

"Really? Didn't you feel that powerful force the moment you touched it?"

"What do you want to do?"

"That is the angry spirit of God. The dark heart that sealed him was broken, so it was scattered into a thousand pieces and scattered all over the world. If If you can find it, you can get extremely powerful power. "" Then? "" It seems, these things of anger have already told you, and what I want to tell you is that even if you make a thousand pieces of fragments, you cannot completely restore the dark heart. In the disaster, it can never be peaceful. The disaster follows, and you cannot restore the dark heart and re -seal the anger's spirit. These sacrifices of your compatriots will be in vain, which will be your crime. "" In this thousand pieces, there is a core fragment. Ask. Gabriel showed a crazy smile, he tore open his shirt to expose his chest, and saw a black rhombus emitting purple light inserted in the position of the heart. He looked up at Bruce and said.

"The core fragment is here, in the heart of your friend Constantine. If you take it away, the energy that powers the body of this dead person will disappear, and the body will be completely reduced to ashes. Even if the soul returns from hell, it will never be resurrected."

"And if you don't take it away, you will never be able to reseal the spirit of anger, and innocent people will die tragically because of you."

"Make a choice, Batman." Gabriel turned his head to one side and said, "Leave the core fragment, keep the body intact, and give your friend a chance to resurrect, or use it to reseal the spirit of anger to avoid possible casualties?"

Bruce's expression suddenly became a little complicated. Just as Gabriel in Constantine's body was carefully admiring this scene, Bruce's expression turned weird again.

Bruce put his fist against his mouth, coughed twice, and raised his voice and said, "I don't quite understand. Can you repeat what you just said?"

Gabriel frowned fiercely. He looked at Bruce coldly and said, "Don't try to fool me, human boy, you can't not understand."

"What did you say? You want Batman to make a choice?" Bruce's voice became louder.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Gabriel asked.

Bruce looked up and glanced at the rooftop next to him, but it was just out of Gabriel's field of vision. Gabriel frowned tightly and said, "Yes, you have to make a choice. Do you want the life of an ordinary person or the intact body of your friend?"

"I didn't hear it clearly. Can you say it again?"

"Are you deaf? I said, I'll let you make a choice!!!!" Gabriel shouted angrily.

With a "whoosh", a gust of wind passed through the streets. Gabriel widened his eyes and saw a cloud of blood mist slowly condensing behind Bruce.

"Vampire?" Gabriel frowned and shouted, then showed a disgusted expression and said: "Go away, damn stinky rat!"

But after the blood mist condensed, what appeared was not the vampire's always gloomy and indifferent expression, but a huge smile.

Bruce took a step back instantly, withdrew from between the two, then pointed at Gabriel and said to Cain the Clown.

"That's him! He just asked me to make a choice!"

Batman made him understand.