Chapter 3238: The Shadow of Faraines (IX)

Chapter 3212 The Haze of Faraynes (Nine)

Batman chooses a lot of psychoanalysis,

At the moment when the skill point disappeared, he seemed to hear the surpassing report, but he couldn't hear it clearly, because all the sounds went away in his mind.

He only heard the last sentence of the surpass.

"Forgot to tell you, the characteristics of talent are that the worse the mental state, the more you can see. I wish you good luck, Batman."

The world in the eyes changed.

Batman first saw a blood red, and then he found that his senses were failed. To be precise, he was confused with vision, smell, hearing, and tactile sense.

He heard some trivial sounds, but it was actually not the sound, but the gray ripples that fell into his eyes, exuding the wet and humid taste, and the texture was a bit like rainy feathers, which flowed flexible in front of him.

Behind this ripple, there is a touch of green green, which gradually expands, setting all the surrounding perspectives into red, representing a series of gurgling sounds, and brown -gray debris.

Batman summarized the laws almost immediately.

There was a monster on his head, and they communicated with each other calmly, with some complaints. Their attention never focused on him, and he was not found.

The moment the monsters crossed the moment above his head, Batman saw this green cracked in this green. His soul seemed to rise suddenly, getting higher and higher, and higher and higher.

Then the two monsters became a small point, but he hid under the bridge and quickly swelled until he became bigger than the huge sailing, and suddenly blown into a black sludge. Everything.

When Batman returned to God, the monster had left.

In other words, he didn't know if the monster had been, or everything was just his hallucination.

It is difficult for him to say that he is better or worse now, because except for hallucinations, he can't contact the real world at all, and the basis for all his actions now is only the illusion he feels.

He didn't know if he should trust these bizarre hallucinations.

In fact, Batman has not fully understood these hallucinations. He just feels it. It seems that everything is just the result of his own thinking. In fact, the hallucinations and his feelings do not exist, and even he does not exist himself. Essence

He began to become increasingly nothing, denying all the senses, letting go of his hallucinations, not thinking, as if time stopped flowing.

I don't know how long, he heard a vague voice.

"Wake up, Batman."

Then the sound became slightly doubtful.

"Why are you all like this? Is my talent engine engine?"

The voice was so familiar, and he immediately dragged Batman's memory and rationality. Although he could not see anything except hallucinations, he could feel his existence.

"PhD?"

"It's me, I have already gone back to rest." The surpass screamed while knocking on the door, saying, "My talent will make you silly, let me save you back, how do you feel how do you feel? Sample?"

"... it's wonderful." Batman had to answer truthfully. He said, "Do you live like this?"

"Of course not, this is too extreme. It is probably so powerful when I was about to die. Of course, some of them can keep this state."

The arrogant tone has always been stable, as if he didn't treat this at all, as if he was saying what he ate this morning, with a leisurely carelessness.

"Can you see what I see?"

"Yes, I can, our two spiritual connections are connected, otherwise you will not use this talent."

"What did you see?"

"Hmm ..." After groaning arrogantly, you said, "Your mental state is really at stake. If you don't take some sedated drugs within an hour, you may always say goodbye to your Batman career forever. "

"I don't say me." Batman focused as much attention as much as possible, but it was actually very difficult because he couldn't even determine whether he was talking to his own illusion.

"Do you say what you are facing now? Let me see ... Although I don't know why you want to break into this place, but now there are about 15 living things around you. From the perspective of mobile ways, you should be on the way. It's patrol ""

Batman felt his hallucinations blankly: "Where can I see it?"

"Can you feel the current atmosphere?"

"I'm not sure." Batman said, "It seems that everything is expressing the atmosphere, but it seems that everything is not."

"Concentrate, find the common point in the hallucinations you see, is not the common point of the senses, but the common feelings that these hallucinations bring you."

After a while, Batman said, "I feel very cold, a kind of cold that is not seen, as if this night will never pass."

"Yes, can you feel what abnormalities in this atmosphere?"

Batman was silent for a while before saying: "There are some very trivial things. I don't know that they are active.

"Because it is life." Pride told him, "You have to peel these vibrant things from the atmosphere, and then gradually determine that they are the creators of the atmosphere or the destroyer."

Batman no longer cares about whether he is really arrogant, he just found that this seems to be really useful.

"How is it successful?"

"What do you think?"

"Maybe he heard the heartbeat?"

As soon as Batman's voice fell, he heard a heartbeat in his ears. Some were far away, some were near, but he seemed to be able to determine their position with heartbeat.

"Congratulations on your thoughts." The arrogant tone took some smiles, he said, "Now you should understand what these hallucinations mean."

Batman knew that he didn't understand, or he didn't want to believe it, he had to ask.

"I hope I have any hallucinations to have any hallucinations, but what's the connection with the real world?"

"Maybe there is no connection, it's just your crazy hallucination."

"So can I let these hallucinations disappear?"

"Of course, but how do you determine that he really disappeared? How do you know the real world after the illusion disappears, isn't it just to follow the false world that you want?"

Batman is silent.

"So you can only believe it." Pride said: "Believe in your hallucinations with the real world, and believe that you can use the information provided to you to solve your current dilemma."

Before Batman spoken, arrogance went on to say: "This is unreasonable. The human spirit and material world should not be connected in such a fierce way. This is pathological."

There is no wrong version one by one!

"But this is not normal, it has no direct relationship with whether you choose to believe and use it."

"Believe in common sense and pursuit of survival should not be connected as you want. Although all kinds of facts have proved that the bridges between them are extremely firm and the cause and effect is clear and clear. There can be a second.

"What's the accident?"

"Do you think Gaota is not an unexpected product? Then I must divide myself into so many films?"

"So in some accidents, you chose the latter and abandon the former."

"Yes, I haven't won, but I succeeded, so I have embarked on this road. So far, I live pretty pretty good."

"I'm afraid I can't be like you this time." Batman said: "I know that many geniuses in the world are inspired by no evidence, and I have no paranoid to ask the illusion of a mental patient. Prove.

"So you don't plan to believe in you?"

"No, I believe, but I believe that one day I will figure out all this in a more scientific way. Before that, I only regarded this as a tool, just like Constantine's magic. "

"You have never tried to study the root of magic, because you know that it is very dangerous, so why do you have to study this?"

"The danger is not magic, but the magician." Batman finally said sincerely. He said, "Is it all the strange devil seduced them? They should know how much, why did the devil seduce me? Do not seduce Superman?

"The bad species in this world are not to be divided into magic and won't be magical. I don't study magic because there are enough mads, wicked and bad species I have studied."

"Then you study me because you think this kind of devil -like talent seduces me, not me is a bad species?"

"This is time to study." I know. "

"Well, before you come to the conclusion, you can treat this as a kind of magic. I can tell you some basic rules, but the rest rely on you to explore it yourself."

"Thank you for your patience ..."

"Don't thank you, this is not one tenth of my patience."

When Batman opened his eyes again, he flipped down under the tower bridge, so he walked through the street so much.

Just a turn, he stopped, turned over with a very sharp movement, and crouched in the shadow of the corner of the wall, watching two dark shadows walking from the alley.

"Angry, complained ..."

He said softly.

Then he turned to look at the corner of the street, and was the reflection of the very weak trident. He whispered, "I am impatient, sad, painful ... found."

For a moment, his figure came to the street along the corner of the alley, as if it was integrated with the long shadow dragged out of the street lights.

The deep dive who staggered in front of him did not find him at all, so he moved forward so straight.

Until one hand grasped his trident.

The next second, his own weapon was inserted into his chest, dragging him a huge force and entering the alley next to him.

As soon as the deep dive wanted to make a scream, the trident was inserted into his neck again, and the blood flowed out. In a second before the death, he saw a pair of unrestrained eyes, hearing that he was like death like death. Essence

"Are you sad for your companion's disappearance? ... But you are also enthusiastic at the same time. You are willing to give life to your followers and take it proudly. Is that your god?"

Instantly, Batman's ears seemed to ring the Transcendent's reminder again, "He may have thrown a dice, but he can't see the result at all."

However, in the bizarre illusion, he saw an ugly and huge body in the dark seabed making a rhythmic roar, as if singing a terrifying ballad.

The protruding, dim yellow eyes suddenly looked at him, and after a buzzing sound, he felt countless whispers surrounding him.

The characters and syllables danced around him until they appeared in the form of hallucinations in the crushed senses.

He understood what He meant.

"My name is...'Dagon'."

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