Chapter 2345: Psychic Assault (31)

Chapter 2376 Psychic Assault (31)

"Who do you think did this?" Gray Mist asked in his mind, even though he already knew the name that Schiller had in mind.

"Something is very wrong." Schiller was silent for a while and then said in his mind: "The dark universe is Barbatos's territory. Every place there is surrounded by his dark energy. Even if he does not take the initiative to do anything, everything will inevitably fall into depravity due to the nature of dark energy. If he wants to lure Batman into depravity, there are much better ways than this."

Gray Mist was silent for a while and said: "Just like when you are at home, you don't have to sneak under the bed."

"That's right." Schiller's eyes were a little empty. He focused on the conversation in his mind and said: "In the light universe, metal is the tool that Barbatos tried to use Batman to open the channel, but that is because his power cannot interfere with the light universe on a large scale, so he can only take this method."

"And in his home in the dark universe, if he wants Batman here, he has plenty of ways. If he thinks they are useful, then he will not hold on to Bruce, and he has long Organize them. "

"He is the god of the dark universe. If he really intends to use the human wave tactic, no life in the dark universe can escape his bewitching. Obviously, he knows that it won't work, so he would rather secretly transfer power to the light universe than look at the Batman of the dark universe. "

"But someone can use them." Gray Mist said: "Not everyone is the master of the dark universe."

"Everything has happened before it happened." Schiller said a philosophical word, and said: "The difference between comics and reality is that the beginning of the comics we see may have been the result of reality in the comic world. In the places where the comics frame does not cover, more things happened that we don't know. "

"This is why you never want to believe the plot of comics. Behind those seemingly outrageous plots, there may be complex but reasonable truths." Gray Mist continued.

Schiller pointed at his fingers and said, "It must be so. Sometimes reality is even more illogical than comics."

"What are you going to do?"

"Continue our plan, but hurry up. Our only advantage is that we can interfere with two universes at the same time. No matter who in one of the two universes thinks he has anticipated everything, he will always miss the other universe."

Schiller stood up from his chair, looked around, and then said, "I have something to do. I will be absent from this meeting. You guys are busy."

After that, he strode away.

The others all widened their eyes and looked at each other. Stark muttered, "This is not like him. He always stayed and refused to leave..."

"Something must have happened." Strange said.

"Big deal? If a super invincible mutant aggregate is about to explode, it's not a big deal for him, so what else is a big deal?"

Strange touched his cheek and speculated, "It's probably something from another universe, where everything is terrible, and this time it's probably particularly bad."

The meeting of the Glorious Alliance was held in the dream world. After Schiller left the dream world, he sat up from the bed. At this time, he lived in the room of the apartment where he first came to the Marvel world, because it was very close to the Presbyterian Hospital.

After Schiller sat up, he tidied his hair, picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number. Soon a childish voice came from the phone.

"Hello? Doctor Schiller, babble... Yes, I'm eating, uh, not the sun, a red dwarf star, just a snack."

"Really? My God, how can there be such a thing? It sounds terrible, I think it really needs to be managed, okay, okay, I'll go over later..."

Helen put down the mobile phone in her hand, and Strange, who was carving a magic circle, looked at her.

Helen still stays with Black Strange. If you want to know why, it is nothing more than the mutual appreciation of the two gluttons.

When they first met, Helen proposed that she must take Dark Doctor Strange to see what is the real way to devour power, so the two embarked on a road of no return, one for technology and the other for appetite - just like Iron Man and Doctor Strange back then.

Simply put, Dark Doctor Strange uses his rich knowledge to summon all kinds of strange gods, especially those gods that do not affect the rules of the universe but are extremely powerful.

When summoning, of course, we say that we want to do serious business, I crave power or knowledge, but when the other party comes over, Strange smashes the cup as a signal, and immediately a Doomsday rushes out and swallows the other party in one gulp, and the power is divided equally between the two of them.

In fact, Helen does not have to eat these gods, but these energy bodies composed of power are more delicious than things in the material world. If stars and other planets with powerful energy are like main dishes, then these gods are smooth milk tea, and the main dishes and desserts are always two stomachs.

During this time, the two of them have been squatting in the space-time crack where the dark Doctor Strange is, eating a lot, just like a glutton. Because of eating too much and not exercising, Helen not only grew bigger, but also had baby fat on her face again.

Strange was even bloated, and he had used the energy he had saved to go to hell and exchange his girlfriend with Mephisto, but obviously, he didn't have much time to fall in love with his bloated appetite, and most of the time he was squatting in his wizard tower to eat a lot.

Now they are setting up a magic circle again, preparing to take advantage of the fact that the reputation of the famous black shop in the universe has not spread too far, and seize the time to trick a few more unlucky people to come.

Helen hung up the phone, looked at Strange and said, "Sorry, I have something to do. I may have to leave for a while."

"What is it?"

"Go to a universe to deal with a difficult guy and help Dr. Schiller solve some problems. Believe me, I will be back soon."

"Can I go?" Strange said, "My bones are almost rusted here."

"Don't you take time to accompany your girlfriend?"

"We dated eight times in three days when she just came back. We think it is necessary to leave some space for both of us to be alone."

"You can just say that she is annoying you. Okay, I will call Dr. Schiller later. It should be no problem, but you have to be prepared. The situation in that universe may be very bad."

"Will it be worse than my previous situation?"

"Hehe." Helen snorted coldly and said, "Believe me, it will be a thousand times worse than that."

In a dark secret room, countless photos were nailed to the felt board. All the photos had the same face, handsome and tall, with a pair of blue eyes burning with the flame of justice.

But next to the last nailed photo, a word was written in black pen - "Liar".

A hand covered with black gauntlet touched the belt with bat pattern. When he turned around from the darkness, he revealed a pair of exhausted eyes.

The blue eyes of the person in the photo no longer had the justice and passion that they had when they were young. When they looked at each other, they were only disappointed.

As the figure walked, a pair of pointed ears appeared under the light. Batman walked out of the door and took a last look at the person in the photo. It was Superman, but it was no longer Clark Kent.

Or did he really know Clark? Was this evil, mean, and cruel person like this from beginning to end? Everything he saw was just a disguise. Or was there really a day when this pure young man from a small town gave up all his pursuit of justice and fell into the arms of darkness with joy?

But no matter which one it was, he should have discovered it earlier. In addition to disappointment, Batman's heart was also filled with deep sadness. If he had noticed it earlier, perhaps he could have found Clark Kent back.

Taking a deep breath, Batman put aside all his emotions, walked out the door, and soon felt a gaze on him.

The heat of the gaze became real, and the lasers from his eyes completely shattered the door. Batman walked out without hesitation, and was immediately shot out by the laser.

He fell to the ground, almost without the strength to stand up. It was almost an impossible task to avoid Superman's pursuit in a city completely controlled by Superman. He was able to survive until today because he was Batman.

"I believed in you... Clark, I believed in the world you promised me." Batman took a deep breath, and he began to feel no pain.

"The beautiful world you described once rekindled my hope, but now I know that it was just a lie... You deceived me, Clark."

At the end, there was no judgment from the perspective of justice, only the strong resentment out of personal feelings.

"You betrayed me." Batman said word by word: "And I won't give you a second chance."

His trembling hands touched the belt, and the moment the button was pressed, Batman raised his head and roared in pain.

"Roar--!!!"

Batman, who stood up again, had turned into a monster wearing spiked armor, and his blood-red eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Helen, who had just passed through the portal and landed on the roof, was stunned.

"My God! Who is this?!!!"

"Wait." Strange, who came behind her, suddenly said, "Why does he look a little... a little like you?"

Strange looked at Helen, and Helen turned to look at Strange, and the two stared at each other.

Helen stared at the spiked Batman for a long time, as if her brain was completely unable to analyze the picture in front of her. She opened and closed her mouth, closed and opened again, and finally said hesitantly: "He may not be like me...he...he..."

Helen closed her mouth again, pursed her lips and looked at the spiked Batman and Superman fighting in a ball, and said in a complicated tone: "No wonder Dr. Schiller asked me to come here, is this guy crazy?"

"What's going on?" Strange asked.

"You should know that I can produce a Doomsday spore that can infect others, right?"

Strange nodded.

"This guy injected himself with the Doomsday virus, and it was a super-large dose!" Helen made an exaggerated gesture.

"How big?"

"At least 5000 ml of intravenous push