Chapter 3082 Mercury Notes (Forty-Two)

Chapter 3056 Mercury (Forty-two)

At that time, Circe's soul, which had left her body again, was even unable to leave the room again. If she could not find her body for a long time, her soul would go to the realm of death like ordinary people as her witchcraft power weakened.

Circe had only one choice left.

There was only one living person left in the room, Schiller. If Circe did not possess him, the ending would be death. If she could possess and control Schiller, she could not only save her life, but also use the power of witchcraft to trap and torture him to avenge herself.

Circe did not hesitate.

Siller had also accepted her power, which was the beast curse, and now the curse on him had deteriorated greatly. He was only one step away from turning back into a beast, so it was easy to possess him.

But it was not until she possessed Schiller that Circe realized that this was not Schiller's flaw, but a trap.

She was trapped in Schiller's spiritual world.

Originally, Schiller was the only one troubled by the illusion of the huge straw maze. Now the maze has a new resident, that is, Circe, who wants to invade Schiller's spiritual world.

What's more terrible is that Circe's forced invasion of the spiritual world has made Schiller's mental state worse.

The consequence of further reducing mental defense is that the consequences of looking directly at Nyarlathotep are getting more serious. The city in the sky began to collapse, and Nyarlathotep's huge phantom was looming in the sky.

Circe was also in a spiritual state at this time. The last barrier to isolate the pollution of the outer gods, the flesh, did not exist for her. If she looked directly at Nyarlathotep in this situation, her soul would explode into fireworks in an instant.

Circe was running for her life in the straw maze.

Schiller stood under the wooden stake that nailed the huge female corpse, quietly watching Circe's embarrassed figure. The witch's feet were deeply sank into the blood-soaked mud. She squeezed the wheat seedlings in front of her in a panic, and ran forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Nothing was chasing her, only she knew what kind of horror was following her.

Suddenly, a slight noise brought Schiller back to reality. He turned around and saw that the door of the attic was being propped up from bottom to top.

He thought he would see the black muzzle of Gordon's gun, but he didn't expect that it was Edward who was soaked.

The thin figure quickly climbed the last few steps of the ladder and came to the attic. Just as he was about to walk towards Schiller, he seemed to realize that he was cold all over, so he stopped and stood in front of the attic, twisting his hands together, and smiled shyly at Schiller.

"Come with me, professor, they can't catch you."

Schiller frowned slightly.

"I knew you were a good person from the first time I saw you, and we are very similar. I won't let them catch you. Come with me quickly." Edward stared at Schiller with his eyes that were deep in his eye sockets but seemed particularly clear.

"How did you find this place?"

"I understand the riddle you left behind." Edward said: "Fame, faith, wealth, three of the four flags of life, the remaining one is power, so I guess the last flag should be in the city government office building."

Schiller turned his head back and looked out the window. The police car was coming here. Obviously, Gordon and his team also read this simple and easy-to-understand riddle. In the field of vision of the police car, the solemn and majestic building they were gradually approaching was the Gotham City Government Building.

Schiller's expression softened.

"I didn't expect that there were other people who could understand it, Edward, you gave me a surprise."

Edward laughed happily, his white and neat teeth showed that he once belonged to a wealthy and happy family. He rubbed his hands again and said, "Where is the last flag, Professor?"

But Schiller shook his head and said, "There is no last flag, there are only three flags."

Edward frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied and said, "It's all the fault of the police. If they hadn't been chasing too closely, you would have been able to complete it."

"No, Edward, this case has been completed."

Edward blinked, seemingly not understanding.

"There are three cases." Schiller said this without any beginning or end, and then said, "This is a complete set of serial murders."

Edward seemed to understand something again. He looked at Schiller and said, "Have you seen my work?"

"Yes, Edward, you did a good job." Schiller took the initiative to walk up to him, took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to Edward, asking him to wipe the rain off his face.

Edward carefully took the handkerchief, wiped his cheek, and suddenly froze.

The next second, a python-like black shadow stretched out from behind his head and pressed the handkerchief tightly against his mouth and nose. Edward only struggled a few times before he was knocked unconscious.

Schiller stood still, folded the handkerchief back into his pocket, laid Edward flat on the ground, and began to check his clothes.

Schiller's spirit seemed to be bound to Circe. When he broke free from the illusion and returned to the real world, Circe's spirit also came back.

She appeared on the glass behind Schiller and asked him: "You lunatic, he came to save you, why did you knock him unconscious?"

"How do you know he came to save me, not to kill me?"

Schiller fumbled around Edward's body, turned him over, and finally found a knife on Edward's back. The knife was shiny silver.

There were rapid footsteps downstairs.

The attic door was opened again, but it was not Gordon but Copot. He took off the hat of his raincoat and said, "Edward suddenly ran out. I chased him here. Are you okay?" Right? Professor?"

"I'm fine." Schiller stood up again and handed the knife to Cobot. Cobot seemed to realize something and narrowed his eyes at Edward lying on the ground.

"There is no doubt that he is the real Edward Nygma, but he may have been affected by it."

"Influence? Who influenced him?"

"I don't know," Schiller said, "but he told him to kill his uncle and two other people."

Cobot immediately realized what Schiller was referring to, and he said: "Is Edward responsible for the murder of Nygma?"

"Yes, but it was not entirely his intention. His emotions were affected by others, and he was aware of it himself."

"What's the meaning?"

Schiller looked at the knife in Copot's hand, and then said: "A three-year-old child should understand that you can't attack others with such a shiny weapon. There is nothing in your kitchen that is not so bright. Knife?”

Cobot understood instantly.

Then it occurred to him immediately that the single most striking element of the case was the riddle left on the wall.

"The answer is 'Ares'." Schiller said as if he knew what he was thinking: "This should also be the hint left by Edward."

"Ares, God of War?" Cobot narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Did Ares, God of War, affect his emotions? Why did he do this?"

Schiller shook his head and did not answer the question, but it didn't look like he didn't know, he just didn't want to say it.

"Have your people arrived yet?" Schiller asked.

Cobot nodded and said: "They are guarding the next floor. They will not let anyone in without my permission. Professor, are those police here to see you?"

"So be it." Schiller glanced back at Circe, who looked gloating. Apparently, she had discovered that the police had surrounded the municipal building. If nothing else, Schiller would definitely not be able to escape.

"Two minutes," Schiller said, looking at Copot.

Cobot said nothing, just nodded, and climbed down the attic ladder. There was a faint conversation downstairs, and then the voice of the conversation became louder and louder. There seemed to be some conflict between the two parties, and the time passed. Minutes and seconds passed like this.

Schiller was still standing at the window.

Suddenly, the police began to withdraw in an orderly manner. The police cars left one after another and headed east. On the distant skyline, the waves continued to surge, becoming higher and higher, and finally even higher than The tall buildings in the city seem to be flooding the city at any time.

"What's going on?" Circe also looked back at the window. She seemed to still be able to use the power of witchcraft. After feeling it for a while, she said: "Why do I feel the power of the ocean? Who is that?... Poseid winter?!"

Arthur hurriedly rushed into the office and said in a louder voice: "Poseidon suddenly rushed into Atlantis and injured Mera, Diana, what on earth is going on?!"

Diana's face became even more serious as she said: "We have received the news. What is even more frightening is that Poseidon has set off hurricanes and huge waves on the east coast of the United States. He seems to want to sink the United States to the bottom of the sea! "

Arthur's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg in. He looked at Diana and said, "Why is your uncle so crazy?! Why did he suddenly attack Atlantis and declare war on mankind?!"

Diana looked confused and confused. She said, "I don't know either. I don't know what happened to Olympus. I haven't been back for a long time."

"It seems that their target is still Diana." Oliver crossed his arms and said, "The God of Olympus is crazy. Of course Diana has to go over and deal with it, so that he can be lured back to Earth."

Arthur pulled his hair anxiously and said, "What should we do? We can't let Poseidon flood the continent like this!"

Bruce looked at Diana and asked, "Can you contact the Olympus gods through the air?"

"Yes, but I don't know what happened to Mount Olympus. I'm not sure if contacting them now will..." When Diana said this, she took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I will Try to contact them, I'll go find Ares..."

At this time, Bruce suddenly remembered something. He said: "Ares? Ares, God of War?"

"Yes, he is my brother and he taught me when I was young," said Diana.

Bruce thought of the answer to the riddle, and he said, "Is that all you can do to find him?"

"That's not true, but I think he is most likely to stop the crazy Poseidon. Others may not be able to defeat Poseidon." Diana frowned and said, as if she didn't understand why Bruce asked this question.

Bruce actually thought about it for more than ten seconds, and then he said: "Clark's worries are not unreasonable. The accident in Olympus may be to lure you to the earth, so you'd better not go back now."

"And if the situation in Mount Olympus is not good, if you contact them now, it may worsen the situation further. It is better for us to send people to come forward. Anyway, you don't need to know magic to stop Poseidon. You just need to be able to defeat him. "

"Then what are you waiting for?" Arthur said anxiously: "I have to go back. Mera is injured, and the people in Atlantis may also be panicked. I have to go back and take charge of the overall situation."

Bruce nodded and said: "Clark can exert his best ability on Mercury, so he stays. I need to cooperate with the intelligent butler to monitor and prevent the tragedy prophecy from happening on Mercury. Oliver manages the students..."

"Who else?"

"The Flash." Bruce said: "Although the Flash in our universe is very young, he is very strong. He doesn't rely on speed to defeat others. If you go back with him, Poseidon will not be able to make waves no matter how strong he is."

Thinking of Barry's magical speed, Arthur seemed to accept this arrangement. He said: "Then the Flash Point, let him run quickly, take me back to Atlantis first, I will organize an army and put more pressure on Poseidon. "

After Arthur and the Flash left, Diana left Bruce alone, she asked with some confusion: "Why don't you let me go to Ares? Because he is the god of war, do you have a prejudice against him? But in fact, he..."

Bruce shook his head and said: "I suspect he is behind this."

"What? !"

"The answer to the riddle in a serial murder case points to Ares."

Happy birthday to Schiller!