Chapter 2361: Battle Between Bats (Part 2)

Chapter 2392 Bats Fight (II)

The office soon welcomed a new guest, a red figure appeared with golden light.

"I can help you." He said, "But I must take that person away. I need to know the secret of time."

Socip sighed and said, "You are obsessed with a certain answer in your heart and think that is your judgment, but the answer is always limited to cognition. After gaining new cognition, don't you plan to confirm your judgment?"

The Flash Batman in a red uniform frowned, but he still stared at Sohip with cold eyes and said, "Are you going to regret it?"

"I hope you understand that it is not me who is trading with you." Sohip pulled open the drawer and placed a tarot card on the table.

The Flash Batman frowned when he saw the thicker fog on the card. A few hours ago, after he saw someone who could control time through illusion, he wanted to know where this person was. The other party also handed him this card, but there was nothing on the card at that time.

Flash Batman never believed in any illusory gods. He thought that he had infinite speed and infinite time, and he would find the person in the illusion sooner or later.

But the result was that he came back again, because no matter where he was, he could not find any trace of the time controller.

Maybe it was a year, maybe it was 10 years. He used the infinite time in the speed force to search almost the entire universe, and there was nothing here and there. In a sense, he re-recognized the world, which made him believe that there was a god in this world.

Is this a new cognition? What new answers will this bring? Flash Batman didn't know, and he had no time to care about it now.

"You should reconsider, Batman." The voice of Flash Barry appeared in his mind again.

"Shut up, Barry, I didn't leave you here to make trouble for me." Flash Batman said.

"I know why you left me behind." Facing the murderer who killed him, Barry's voice was not full of anger, but revealed deep helplessness, "Because you still have a conscience, Batman, you don't want to kill me, you just want me to cooperate."

"But I must tell you that even if you become the master of the speed force, even if you search the entire universe, you can't get the answer you want, because that is simply wrong."

"Shut up."

Flash Batman walked to the table and said before putting his hand on it: "I will promise him, and you will eventually understand that I am right, and I am the first person to find the answer."

In David's spiritual world, Charles hid in the corner of a street, less than five kilometers away from the temple of the Spirit School, and this was his first time to dive so deep.

They collected a lot of personalities' information, but most of them only recorded the appearance and approximate abilities of these personalities, but the purpose of collecting information was to find out their weaknesses, and it was impossible to find weaknesses if you just watched from a distance.

If you want to know the specific combat data, you have to fight with real swords and guns. It was also during this process that Charles discovered for the first time that he was not omnipotent, that the world was not under his control, and that words like weak, helpless, and painful were not only used for ordinary people.

Charles had been overcoming this difficulty for five days. He was facing one of the core combat forces of the Lingliu School, that is, the poisonous plants guarding the periphery of the temple.

He lived on the tallest tree outside the temple, and the area within two or three kilometers around the tree was full of poisonous miasma.

This toxin is a nerve agent, which is the most feared and difficult to solve poison by humans so far. Inhaling a little will immediately cause nerve paralysis and then lose all ability to move.

The most terrifying thing is that this thing not only affects people's spirit in the illusion. Charles has repeatedly tried it these days, and then found that after inhaling too much of this thing, those terrible hallucinations will follow him back to reality, so he has had nightmares for four consecutive nights.

Charles has psychic abilities, which can be explained by another theory: brain wave mutation. However, he does not know much about human nerves, which is another unsolved mystery besides brain science. His superpowers control humans by directly controlling the brain, not the nerves.

So Charles also has no way to deal with those nerve hallucinations. He controls his brain to calm the active nerves, but as long as he enters the unconscious state, the nerves will pull him into nightmares again. The specific principle is unknown.

Then these twitching nerves will in turn affect him in the illusion. Now Charles feels distracted every five minutes, which almost killed him in the last battle with the poisonous plants.

But such repeated attempts are not without gain. Charles discovered a strange point through the exploration of buildings within the miasma range - there is not a drop of water in the entire area.

This is actually not normal. After all, this is a city projection of Paris. Other parts of the city have water pipes and fountains. Most of the toilets in the city are working normally, and the personalities in these illusions also need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

But there was no water in the area controlled by the poisonous plants. The water pipes were dry, the faucets did not produce water, and even the water containers seemed to have been dry for a long time.

Charles got some water outside the area, and then found that this almost invincible nerve agent was ineffective when it came into contact with water.

This was also the main reason why he was able to make a breakthrough in distance today. He first jumped into the artificial lake next to him to take a bath, and then came here steadily.

But there was also a problem. There was no means of transportation in the city, and the means of transportation that Charles materialized with his mental power could not be driven. It seemed that some more powerful existence had set the rules.

This city of Paris was relatively hot. In order to avoid the branches of plants in the city, he could not walk in a straight line. The two-kilometer journey had to go around four or five kilometers. Charles' clothes were almost dry.

Just when Charles was hesitating whether to rush directly to the residence of the poisonous plant to find him, or to retreat first and come back next time with full preparations, a chuckle sounded behind Charles.

With a swish, Charles disappeared, but he was still a step too late. A thick plant arm hit him hard on the back, and Charles, who fell to the ground, raised a cloud of dust.

When he wanted to get up again, he felt dizzy, and he knew that a stronger nerve agent was invading his brain.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the black shadow opposite looked like a tree man, but he was wearing a weird clown costume, especially the clown hat with two balls and bells hanging on the two corners, which looked particularly dazzling.

Who would dress himself up as a clown? Charles didn't know, he only knew that he was probably going to be in big trouble today.

A stronger spore cloud floated over, Charles took a deep breath, focused his attention, and countless water mists appeared around him, which he created out of thin air using the spiritual world's imitation method.

Many people have had this experience. When they are being chased in a dream, they suddenly realize that this is their dream, and then they turn out extremely powerful weapons to defeat the opponent, or simply grow a pair of wings to fly in the sky. This is actually the performance of human control of dreams and anthropomorphism.

Of course, this is all in one's own dream, and if it is in someone else's dream, this ability is greatly discounted. Charles can use this method because he is Professor X, and his mutant ability is still useful here.

However, one is because this is someone else's dream, and the other is because the master who controls this dream world is stronger than him at present, so this ability of anthropomorphism is greatly weakened. If this is in the dream of an ordinary person, Charles would have set off a huge wave and directly flooded the tree.

The water mist temporarily alleviated Charles's predicament and gave him a chance to breathe, but unfortunately, countless vines and branches followed, and Charles flickered continuously, and he was very tired.

Just as he paused and gasped again, some patterns on the floor tiles suddenly glowed green, which made Charles realize that it was not a pattern at all, but a vine that had been lying in ambush for a long time.

With a swish, the vine grabbed Charles' ankle and hung him up.

The poisonous plant dressed as a clown came over with a hop and a laugh. Charles was about to resist when a vine pierced his neck. A large amount of nerve agent was directly injected, making Charles' lips turn purple instantly, and even his spiritual body could not be maintained.

A vine was wrapped around his neck, tightening more and more. With the thinning of oxygen, Charles' eyes began to blacken.

The closer he was to death, the more Charles' spiritual body collapsed. There was also a benefit in not being able to form a concentrated spiritual body. He began to hear sounds farther and farther away.

Suddenly, two strange noises came from a place not far from here.

"What's going on with this place? This is not the Paris I remember."

"Me too, I think this might be some kind of alien space."

"You are becoming more and more superstitious about magic."

"If they really exist, they are as worthy of study as science."

This is obviously a man and a woman. Charles can still hear the sound of something humming, which sounds like a machine or a weapon, but he doesn't care so much. He uses up his last strength to send a radio wave to the man and the woman.

Batwoman, who was standing on a piece of ruins, was suddenly stunned. She turned her head to look at Batman. The other's expression also revealed a trace of confusion. Obviously, they both received the same signal at the same time.

Not far behind them, a portal just dissipated. They both instinctively turned their heads to look. Batwoman was the first to come back to her senses and said, "No wonder he said we will know when we get there. Let's go."

The radio wave was not actually a sound, but a picture. There was a huge tree in the center of the picture. It was really easy to identify. To their northeast, the tree was standing in the sky.

The two walked over there, and soon they encountered the same obstacle, a green cloud that looked very wrong.

Batman pulled out a detection device from his belt. The device started to alarm frantically before it was completely taken out. He picked up the device and looked at the readings, saying, "No, there is a very strong nerve agent here, in the form of mist spores. We can't go in like this."

"Is the mask of the armor not working?"

"It's better not to try it easily. Wait for me to do a detailed test." Batman took out a miniature probe from his belt again, waved his arm armor, and a small drone flew out. Batman fixed the probe below and released the drone.

Soon a series of readings began to come from the instrument. Looking at the data, Batman was suddenly stunned.