Chapter 1944 U Transcendence Event (35)

Chapter 1918 U Transcendence Event (Thirty-Five)

The two entangled figures fell heavily to the ground, and at the moment of landing, the shocked expression on Bei Bat's face was incomparable.

Because it was Schiller's back that actually touched the ground.

He watched Schiller's upper back bounce up reflexively the moment it touched the ground, and when it fell, his neck was raised high, and then fell to the ground powerlessly.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, his pupils dilated violently, the adrenaline secretion at the time of dying reached its peak, and his heart rate exploded.

Bei Bat hurriedly got up from the ground, and when he looked closely at Schiller's expression, he saw extreme excitement from extreme pain.

"Haha...hahaha..."

Schiller was like a crazy drug addict, and his continuous laughter made more blood and internal organs pour out of his mouth, but he couldn't stop at all.

Batman and Natasha had already rushed over. They heard Schiller say, "Why do you think... pathology is a crazy indiscriminate attack..."

Schiller's voice was full of smiles. The extreme excitement and psychedelic made him look like a simple child, immature, bad and indulgent.

The three of them were stunned together.

"You weren't crazy from the beginning?!" Natasha raised her tone and stared at Schiller and said, "You didn't lose your mind at all, then..."

Schiller opened his arms with great effort, using body language to indicate to everyone why he did this.

Batman turned his head and the whole arena was in a mess.

This was not referring to the environment, but to everyone's expressions.

Including them, everyone's expressions were confused, puzzled, and shocked...

Bat finally recovered from the shock of the witness.

If Schiller hadn't been crazy from the beginning, and those indiscriminate attacks were just his pretense, then why did he do this?

The most intuitive result is that no matter how the owner of the arena arranges the first game, he is doomed to fail.

There is no torture of humanity, no distinction between good and evil, no screaming, crying, sadness, anger, insults that should appear on this occasion...

Everyone is trembling.

Because of the arrival of this extremely disordered, chaotic and crazy, because of the arrival of an existence that they cannot understand or describe.

When the Lord comes, the lambs will not be punished because of their thinness, strength, kindness, evil and their many past sins. The only difference from them is fear, worship and respect.

Bei Bat's expression became complicated because he realized that this was Schiller's way to break the situation.

"Haha... Hahahaha..." Schiller laughed again, but he seemed to be choked by his own blood. He coughed violently a few times, but spit out more blood.

Schiller's ribs were almost all broken, and his lumbar vertebrae were fractured. Now only his limbs can barely move. All his internal organs are not intact. The fragments of the ribs have also been inserted into his lungs, but he still laughs.

"If a performance... is destined to start with boredom, then I will make it end with shock." Schiller muttered to himself in a distracted manner.

"Batman... look at me..." Schiller, with blood all over his mouth, said vaguely: "Listen... to your heart..."

Bei Bat half-knelt down, looked at Schiller in shock and said: "So you didn't lose control at all, then why did you..."

Schiller stretched out a hand with some effort, put a finger on his lips, turned his head and looked at Bei Bat and said: "Shh..."

Bei Bat quieted down, but his eyes did not change. He stared straight at Schiller, as if he was watching a great art performance.

"Listen... Listen!!!"

Schiller's suddenly raised tone made Bei Bat stiff for a moment, and he asked: "What? Listen to what?"

"Listen... to your heart..." Schiller's voice was accompanied by the sound of gasping bubbles in the water, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth, making his voice sound like a call from the deep sea.

Bei Bat put his hand on his chest in a daze, feeling his heartbeat, and heard Schiller's heavy breathing caused by injury in the gap between the beats, his gradually decreasing heart rate, and his gradually disappearing temperature.

"What is that..." Schiller became like talking in his sleep.

"What did you hear..." He kept asking.

"I..." Bei Bat frowned deeply.

"Tell me! What did you hear!"

"Your pain."

"You are totally wrong!" Schiller gritted his teeth and supported his body, as if he had endless power again, and said ferociously: "It is your pain, there is a wound on your heart, it was left by a knife..."

Schiller fell back to the original place again, his fingers spread out weakly, and he said with the last breath: "That is a knife that belongs to me, its name is'guilt'."

"...It is precise, elegant, and fatal."

Looking at Schiller's almost completely dilated pupils, Bei Bat was completely panicked, and Batman could not stand anymore. Natasha rushed forward and pressed her hand on Schiller's carotid artery.

Ten seconds later, the female agent made a sharp explosion: "He's really here!!!!!!"

"First aid! Prepare first aid!" Batman roared, and he immediately took out the injection from the bat suit and prepared to inject Schiller.

"Oh my, how did it become like this?" The gloating voice of the Gem Man came from the side: "The effect of drugs here is very limited. It seems that your companions are going to die."

The Gem Man put the cage aside and spread his hands and said: "See? This is the end of not playing according to the rules. What a thrilling and exciting game rules. This is my design... Wait, what is that?!"

The Gem Man looked at a group of dark clouds that suddenly surged over the horizon. It was much thicker than the dark clouds that originally covered the arena, and it was like a huge mouth of the abyss. It almost swallowed the original dark clouds in an instant and occupied the sky above the entire arena.

The survivor in the cage looked down at his palm in confusion and said, "It's raining? But here..."

Suddenly, Bei Bat whimpered in pain, he pinched his neck tightly, stepped back two steps and knelt on the ground.

He supported himself with one hand and pinched his neck with the other hand, as if to stop something from pouring out of his throat.

"Uh... Uh!! Haha... No!!!"

"Wait a minute! What's going on?!" The Gem Man shouted angrily: "Why is the environmental system out of control?! How could it be..."

Batman immediately looked down at Schiller and muttered to himself: "He is the Joker... He is the Joker! Batman killed the Joker!"

Then he suddenly looked at Bei Bat, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Batman immediately stepped forward and shouted at the Gem Man: "Heal him quickly! Heal Schiller quickly!! Otherwise it will be too late!!!"

"Why..." The Gem Man was at a loss, and it was obvious that something was beyond his control.

Bei Bat, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly straightened up. His eyes had rolled up to the point where only the whites were left. The muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably. He slowly put a finger into his mouth.

"Heal him quickly!!!!"

"Heal!"

A beam of light fell down with a "swish", and Schiller recovered instantly.

Bei Bat fell back suddenly as if he was shot.

"Boom."

A dull thunder came from the sky, and the heavy dark clouds finally swallowed up the last ray of light, and then there was the expected heavy rain.

Everyone was thoroughly drenched by the rain. Batman's armor flashed a cold luster in the rain, and Natasha's red hair stuck to her sexy face.

The recovered Schiller did not stand up, but lay on the ground with his arms open to get wet in the rain. Bei Bat also lay on the ground motionless like a fish on the shore. The people in the cage huddled in the corner and shivered to avoid the rain.

In the end, only the little boy ran over with the sound of raindrops, and tugged at Batman's cape.

Batman turned his head to look at him, and the little boy stared at him without saying a word, then waved at him. Batman squatted down, and the little boy whispered in his ear: "Thank you for saving my mother."

Batman glanced at him, touched his cheek with a slightly rough finger, and the little boy asked in a simple tone: "Will you kill people?"

Batman shook his head.

The little boy immediately lowered his head, looking a little nervous and at a loss.

Schiller, who had been pretending to be dead on the ground, immediately sat up from the ground with a carp, stood up, walked to Batman's side, pushed him away, touched the little boy's head, and asked: "Why do you ask that?"

The little boy pursed his lips and said: "My father always beats us, and my mother killed him, but she said killing is wrong."

Schiller showed a trace of thinking, and just when Batman thought he would say something, Schiller said nothing, touched the little boy's head, and held him in his arms.

Natasha supported Bei Bat and limped over. Bei Bat covered his neck with his sleeves, his face full of pain, and kept coughing. The blank look on his face had not completely faded.

"Cough, cough, what's going on? Why do I feel like there's some sound in my head?"

Bei Bat stretched out a hand and hammered the side of his head hard. He said, "I just seemed to have the most horrible nightmare in the world. I dreamed that I tore the corner of my mouth, God..."

Batman turned his head to look at Schiller, and Schiller looked up at him, but they said nothing tacitly.

Just then, an angry roar came from the sky.

"What did you do?!!!"

The Gem Man finally stood up, allowing everyone in the arena to see his full appearance. It was an enlarged version of the Gem Machine Giant. When he stood up, he seemed to be a towering mountain. When he looked up, he could only vaguely see the border of his jaw.

"The arena's systems are all out of control. I can't even control the weather. What the hell did you humans do?!"

Batman heard the hint of anxiety in his tone, so he immediately said, "You messed up your stupid game. I've said it before. From the game rules you designed, it can be seen that you are a person without humor. Schiller is right. It's meaningless to discuss human nature with you."

"What did you say?!!!"

The Gem Man was so angry that he raised one foot and stepped on the arena regardless of anything. The crowd screamed in fear.

But just as the huge black foot was about to fall on the arena, a sharp alarm sounded from afar.

"Murderer No. 3 violated the rules. Warning once, warning twice, warning three times... Warning is invalid, prepare to expel!"

A thick laser beam fell from the sky, and the Gem Man turned into ashes amid screams.

The laser dispersed the dark clouds and the rain stopped.

The bright yellow bus washed by the rain was shining in the sun. It stopped at the door of the arena in the humid air.

The cage was opened, and people came out, supporting each other. There was no fighting, no abuse, only the relief and exhaustion of surviving.

Watching the three people in front of him get on the bus, Batman stood at the door of the bus, turned his head and looked at the little boy who rushed to the door of the arena, and the little boy saw his cape turned into a flowing golden river in the sunshine after the rain.

Batman was silent for a while and said: "Killing is wrong, but don't tell anyone."

The door of the arena was closed, and all the survivors were teleported back in the light. The bus slowly drove away and drove into the endless fog again.