Chapter 2344: Psychic Assault (30)

Chapter 2375 Psychic Assault (30)

Batwoman watched Batman remove the converter below the energy center of the modified machine. He seemed to be more interested in that, rather than the energy center that he had spent a lot of money and time to build.

Batman frowned and stared at the jar containing the meteorite fragments for a long time, until Batwoman couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with it?"

"You should say there is nothing wrong with it." Batman turned to look at her and said, "Have you conducted any investigation on it? For example, its source, specific properties, and material analysis data."

"Almost nothing." Batwoman shook her head and admitted, "I don't have that much time."

"Maybe you just don't have that much reason." Batman sighed deeply and said, "My intuition tells me that this thing is very dangerous. Maybe we need to conduct further research on it before we can put it in the weapon, otherwise no one knows what the bullet will bring."

"If you want to analyze it, there are instruments over there." Batwoman The female warrior pointed to a huge machine by the wall and said, "But that takes time. I'm afraid it will take at least 5 days to get specific data."

"No, we have a better way, go find Constantine."

When the two appeared in front of Constantine again, Constantine was almost crazy. She drank the wine in the glass and roared at the two people: "Can you say everything at once? ! ! Is this fun? ! ! "

"Don't drink." Batman took the wine glass she put on the table and said, "When things are over, there will be plenty of time to drink."

Constantine seemed to be electrocuted, and with a whoosh, she took her hand back. She rolled her eyes and raised her eyebrows at Batman, obviously reading a hint of unusual meaning from Batman's still deep tone.

It's a bit like tying a carrot in front of the donkey's head, but who makes it a golden carrot?

"Well, let's finish talking about this, otherwise you won't be able to find me in the Hell."

Batman sat opposite Constantine and handed her the jar with the meteorite fragments. Constantine's eyes immediately became serious. After she took it, she said, "Where did you get this thing?"

"It fell from the sky." Batwoman replied.

"No, no, no, this is not an alien product." Constantine fumbled with the jar and said, "The energy flow on it is obviously a human magic system, or ancient magic to be precise."

"Are you sure? Who used the magic?"

"It's hard to say, but there were indeed a lot of these things in ancient times, but the one in your hand is particularly special because it is very delicate, as if it was designed specifically for a certain purpose."

"Are the others not?"

Constantine touched his chin and said, "Generally speaking, ancient wizards injected energy into metals and other materials to enhance their magical affinity and use them to make some artifacts."

"But yours is different. The energy flow is too complicated. It not only improves the strength of the material, but also gives this material a new property."

"Amplify energy?"

"You also know magic?" Constantine looked at Batwoman with a little surprise and said.

"I just tested it."

"Hiss..." Constantine took a breath, threw the can into Batman's arms, and said: "You dare to activate it without knowing what it is. What if there is a curse? What if there is radiation?"

"Take it away, take it away, take it away quickly." Constantine pushed the chair back and hid, saying: "The most suicidal wizard is not as bold as you. The ancient wizards all worked miracles with great force. If the things left behind are activated rashly, it may curse a small town at the least, or wipe out a city from this world at the worst. This is terrible."

"Who do you think left this? Who disguised it as a meteorite and sent it to Batman?"

"Do you think this is a conspiracy?" Batman looked at Batman and asked.

"It must be so. If you found this in an ancient tomb, maybe I wouldn't doubt it, but if it is an alien object, the other party may want you to think it is just a strange material that does not exist on Earth, so that even if you have time to analyze it, you will not feel suspicious if you get very outrageous data."

Batwoman fell into deep thought.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you the specific answer." Constantine sighed and said, "I've said that I'm not a theorist and can't figure out those secret histories."

"Why are you looking at me?" Constantine shrank back again, then wailed, "No way, you're going to go again?! I'll be blacklisted by Oxford!!!"

10 minutes later, the two Batmen appeared in front of the door again. Batwoman sighed and said, "I won't go in, lest we both look like idiots."

"It's not shameful to explore more in areas you don't understand." Batman said, "We are just studious and curious."

After that, he took the bottle and walked in. Sosip was sitting behind the table fiddling with the globe.

"Why you again?" He acted very surprised.

Batman put the jar on the table, and he saw the man behind the table's eyes change immediately.

"Where did you find it?"

"Egypt, someone disguised it as a meteorite."

Sosip put down the globe in his hand, picked up the jar, paused for a moment and said: "I told you a long time ago that I don't have the truth and answers here, so you can only find it yourself."

"Then what about the clues?"

"I'm sorry, but this time there are no clues, because I can't be sure what it is. I know it's dangerous, but I don't know anything else."

"This is very important, Doctor, not only threatening the safety of this universe, but also all universes." Batman took two steps forward and said: "We suspect that someone used this thing to frame Batman, making them out of control, and eventually making them a channel."

As soon as the word channel came out, Batman saw Sosip's eyes chasing him, which made Batman immediately understand that he must know something.

"Tell me, doctor." Batman took another step forward and stood in front of Sosip, just a few feet away from him, "Tell me everything you know."

This is his usual method of using his size and momentum to increase pressure, but the other party obviously didn't buy it and just turned his head to look at the bottle in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I can't give you the truth and the answer."

Batman keenly noticed the change in this statement, from "no" to "can't".

"Why not?"

"Knowledge has a price." Sosip sat on the chair and said, "You will definitely denounce the source of my knowledge as evil, but in fact, there is a group of mysterious beings in this world who have endless knowledge. As long as you can accept the madness that comes with knowledge, you can get the truth and answers."

"God?"

"Similar but different, they have no reason and are infinitely close to the laws of nature. I have been studying them all my life and have found ways to communicate with them. All my knowledge comes from them."

"How can I get the truth and answers from them?"

"Never think about this question. This is not a direction you can consider." Sosip's answer was very firm. "In addition to willpower, receiving crazy knowledge also requires extremely high inspiration. It will make you know a whole new look of the world, but I believe you won't like it."

Suddenly, Batman saw endless and dazzling patterns through Sosip's eyes. Huge whirlpools, turbulence, particles, thick fog, starlight and ocean currents intertwined, and pupils were like two colorful stars.

Batman realized that this was a world outside the world.

"I have to know all this." Batman still made a decision. He said, "I need to know the truth and the answer."

"Then bear the price." Sosip looked at him and said, "When you stare into the abyss, the abyss will see you."

"What will they do?"

"Maybe nothing will be done, but being watched by them is a disaster in itself. They will be inseparable and never disappear. They will always watch you among the stars."

Sosip walked back to the table quickly, put the bottle on the table, stood up and looked at Batman and said, "It will always ask you to respond, always and always... and one day you will not be able to help but respond to their call, explore the secrets deep in the stars, and fall into endless madness."

"It sounds like a curse."

"It's much worse than that."

"Are you like this?"

Batman finally saw a trace of humanity on this man's face, not just a kind of alienated indifference.

"My business is never the point." Sosip said, "Come on, make a decision. If you take the initiative to call them, they may give you what you want, or they may not, but they will definitely see you."

Batman walked slowly to the other side of the table with a resolute step, reached out and picked up the jar and said, "I am not afraid of anyone's gaze, because I have a clear conscience, and I have always been like this."

Sosip sighed deeply, and he took out four tarot cards, but the cards were not any of the ones Batman knew.

The one on the right was printed with a black figure wearing a gorgeous robe and a double golden crown on his head, and the one on the left was printed with a black figure sitting on a huge stone pedestal in front of a huge door.

But Batman's eyes fell on the top card, which had nothing on it.

"What is this?"

"Nothing."

"What does it mean?"

"They are a tribe." Soheep said: "Almost every one of them has an image and legend, and has its own image, but some of them do not. They are often mysterious beyond imagination and extremely dangerous."

"Will it be more accurate than others?"

"More unstable than others." Soheep stared into Batman's eyes and said: "You don't know what you will get, everything is uncertain."

Batman put his hand on the blank card.

Almost instantly, thick fog enveloped him, and a wisp of barely perceptible fog appeared in the jar in his hand.

Schiller suddenly opened his eyes.

Almost instantly, everyone in the Glorious Alliance felt a storm, invisible and intangible, not a physical entity, but for the first time, people could feel Schiller's existence as a natural force so clearly and directly.

"What's wrong?" Stark asked in a low voice.

Schiller looked up at him, and Stark saw an unprecedented depth in Schiller's eyes.

"Are you sure?" Schiller asked in his heart.

"I'm sure." Gray Mist's steady voice sounded in his heart. The energy flow of the metal in the meteorite fragment in Batman's hand and the metal on the helmet displayed by Spider-Man were exactly the same... They were made by the same person.

Here it comes