Chapter 1707 Bruce Wayne and the Chamber of Secrets (V)

Chapter 1681 Bruce Wayne and the Chamber of Secrets (V)

Schiller had previously transformed into the mysterious Black Sun in the depths of the stars, listened to Ancient One's feelings about the dream world, and wrote all the worldviews related to the Old Ones into a book and gave it to Ancient One.

The title of this book is borrowed from the name of a fictional book "The Book of the Dead" written by the crazy poet Abdullah in the Cthulhu mythology system.

The "Book of the Dead" does not exist in reality, but in the Cthulhu mythology system, this book is portrayed as recording all the knowledge related to the old gods in the world, and any investigator can find the taboo knowledge he wants from it.

The "Book of the Dead" written by Schiller is not that magical, but the content does contain all the knowledge he knows in the Cthulhu mythology system.

There is a Cthulhu mythology setting in the Marvel Universe. Although it is not a very fundamentalist one, it is closer to a background board with the flavor of superhero villains, but there is still a group of blind and foolish mysterious beings waiting to return in the depths of the stars.

When Schiller gave the book to Ancient One, he actually just wanted to help the Supreme Sorcerer understand the power system of her old rivals such as the Eye Demon, so as to prevent Ancient One from being plotted against.

But it was a bit embarrassing that later, Eternity restarted the universe, and Ancient One lost this part of his memory, but because Eternity did not dare to restart the things related to Schiller at that time, the book was left behind. It is estimated that Ancient One is now wondering what happened to this book that suddenly appeared on him.

But now Strange is more puzzled than Ancient One. His teacher was studying a book that looked very dangerous behind his back, and he was caught by people from other universes present. Doesn't this make the style of his universe that he described before, which was more fist-waving and less brain-waving, a joke?

Ancient One has been swinging fists all his life, so why is he starting to read the art of war now?

Strange wanted to rush into the screen and open the book to see what was written inside, but the pride of the Supreme Sorcerer prevented him from leaving the room now, especially since he had just told the wizards of this universe about the glorious battle record of the Ancient One. He couldn't run away in a hurry, otherwise it would look like he had failed in lying and fled.

"Have you read it?" Harry asked.

Helen shook her head gently, looked up at Harry's eyes and said, "I am very curious, but I am not stupid. What the Supreme Sorcerer can see does not mean that I can see it."

"Then why did you take it away?"

"To prevent the Supreme Sorcerer from continuing to read."

Harry paused, she lowered her eyes to look at the book that looked very strange, pursed her lips and said, "Are you so sure it is harmful?"

"I can feel a kind of vitality... There is a kind of vitality in this book. It is not to say that it is some kind of life, but it is not an ordinary dead thing. I am not sure if I will be controlled by it, let alone whether the Ancient One has been controlled by it."

Strange now has no time to worry about whether the facts are contrary to what he said. He realized the seriousness of the matter, so he turned around and stared at the screen closely.

And Schiller was communicating with the gray fog in his mind.

"Did you do it?"

"Greed made me leave a trace of consciousness on that book, originally intended to prevent Ancient One from being deceived by the Old Gods."

"Will it work?"

"Of course, you can only be a believer of one of the stars. If Ancient One carries this book with her, no other Old One can drive her crazy."

"Because you are higher than them?"

"No, because they know that the fragile human mind can only withstand one kind of madness, and there is no point in having more, so they will hardly touch other people's believers."

"In other words, Greed made you use this book to mark Ancient One as your believer, so that she can be protected from the conspiracy of other Old Gods?"

"You can say that." Gray Mist paused for a moment, but still said : "Greedy is very worried that the character he likes will end up in a tragedy, so he does his best to take precautions, and the same is true for the Ancient One."

"Originally, he didn't need to be so careful, but he had a glimpse of Azathoth's dream before, which means that the existence deep in the stars in the universe is probably more dangerous and mysterious than you have ever seen, and the Ancient One is very important to humans, so no matter how much protection is taken, it is not too much."

Arrogance conveyed a positive emotion in his heart. He had discussed this experience with Greedy, and the answer he came to was that Azathoth, the head of the gods in the Cthulhu mythology system, should be second only to OAA in the Marvel Universe. After all, one of his dreams made Scarlet Witch deeply trapped in it, which is not to say that he is not powerful.

But because of the setting of Azathoth, that is, the eternal sleeper and the builder of the world, he has almost no subjective initiative and can be regarded as a background board.

But the gods who call and dance around him in the dream are not like this. The danger they bring is real.

Ancient One in the comics died at the hands of the Eye Demon, and the setting of the Eye Demon comes from the novel "Curse of the Golden Skull" by the same author as "Conan the Barbarian", which is also a work related to the Cthulhu mythology system, so it is necessary to take precautions in this regard.

Gray Mist can actually split off a part of itself a long time ago, but it will not create independent offspring like other symbiotes. When he realized his true identity, every thought of his echoed the call from the depths of the stars, which was inevitably weird and terrifying to humans.

"Can you still operate this book now? Even across a world?" Schiller asked Gray Mist.

"Yes, I can when I look at it."

Schiller guessed that this might be one of the manifestations of the observer effect that Bruce said. When he stared at the universe from this end, the distance between the two universes and their own positions were not so important, and more came from the understanding brought by their observation.

"Make sure it doesn't hurt the students."

"I will."

At this time, Harley, sitting at the desk, has begun to speculate the source of the book with her natural suspicious thinking from Gotham.

"If, as you said, Ancient One was still studying this book before you came, it means that there must be something she wants in this book. This is the only clue we can find out about her behavior without opening the book. What does the most powerful Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One want?"

Helen frowned and also fell into thinking. She felt that some parts of her thinking were gradually being developed. She didn't think about conspiracy theories like this before, but now she can gradually grasp some clues. Perhaps it is another evolution of her thinking brought by Doomsday's powerful learning and evolutionary ability.

"Master Gu Yi is not a person who blindly pursues power. You may not believe it, but she never takes the initiative to cause trouble. It is the demons who come to her to lend her power, and Gu Yi has to fight back against them in order to settle the score."

"She is not thirsty for knowledge. She has achieved a perfect state of mind many years ago. She has nothing else to ask for. She will not be entangled in the answers to certain questions. She has long found the answers to all the questions about herself and the universe."

"So what is going on?"

Harley and Helen's eyes fell on the cover of the book at the same time. They had to admit that the idea of ​​opening the book and taking a look was surprisingly tempting. They were not Zen masters who had practiced for many years. Generally speaking, they were still two little girls who had not experienced much in the world.

"If I were you, I would choose to go back now to stop them." Constantine frowned and said with a serious expression: "We all understand that accidents always happen, and nothing is more worthy of your protection than the good situation you have carefully created."

Constantine was actually reminding Strange that there was no need to put his universe in danger for the sake of face, but Strange seemed to have suddenly figured something out, his frown loosened, walked around the coffee table and sat back on the sofa, and even had the leisure to pick up the wine glass and take a sip.

Bruce, Constantine and Zatanna all turned to look at him, and Strange shook his head and said, "If the Ancient One was really bewitched by this book, or wanted to explore some secrets in it, then why is it the study room of Kamar-Taj Academy?"

The room fell silent, and Strange sighed softly and said, "If the possessive desire for mysterious knowledge eroded her, she would never choose to study this knowledge in a school study room. There are neither conditions nor quietness here. This book was left by her on purpose."

"In order to let this little girl get it?" Zatanna said in disbelief, "I have absolutely no intention of questioning your teacher's ability, but wouldn't it be a little... I mean, isn't it a little risky?"

"Helen Stark is special." When Schiller's voice sounded, everyone turned to look at him, and Schiller's fingers gently rubbed the wine glass, as if he was doing two things at once, and said in a light and ethereal voice, "She is not a native of that universe, and her origin is quite bizarre."

"As bizarre as you?" Strange asked.

Schiller remained silent and did not answer, but Bruce's eyes suddenly glued to Strange.

The two girls in the dormitory did not make a rash decision in the end. They agreed to go to the library in the college to find information about the name of the Book of the Dead after class tomorrow, at least to find out what they might face before taking action.

Soon the lights in the two dormitories dimmed, but the room where Bruce and Barry were was still brightly lit, because the dormitory they used was not brand new. The previous owner left some Chinese books on the bookshelf, and Bruce was planning to learn this ancient and complex language by himself through the few books he had.

"You are not serious, are you?" Barry said as if he couldn't stand it a little bit: "Before this, you didn't even know any Chinese characters, but you planned to learn a language just by reading books? Isn't this a bit too ridiculous?"

"It's not like I haven't heard Chinese before." Bruce rolled his eyes very slightly. Even though he was sitting cross-legged on the mat, his back was straight. He focused on the contents of the book and said, "If you think of this as deciphering a code, it will become simple and interesting."

"Never."

"Bang, bang, bang", the door was knocked.

Bruce and Barry looked up together. Barry glanced at the dark sky outside the window and said in confusion, "Who else would come so late?"

"Maybe it's Harley." Bruce gave Barry a look, and Barry had to stand up from the bed and open the door.

Standing outside the door was a little girl of about their age, with blond hair and brown eyes. She wasn't very pretty, but she looked childishly cute. She stared at Barry, who was a little taller than her, and said, "My roommate, Sirila, asked me to bring you something."

After that, she took out a magic wand and pointed at the empty space in the room. Trash cans, trash bags, kettles, toilet paper, tea sets and other trivial daily necessities appeared on the ground.

"Oh, thank you, are you a freshman too? My name is Barry Allen, this is Bruce Wayne, what's your name?"

"Jennifer Mavey, you can call me Jennifer."