The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 452 Dazzling Final Chapter
Batman is out of control.

Perhaps it was because, in a sense, he had just believed that he had really killed someone, or perhaps it was because, in that question of Schiller, in the answer he gave himself in his mind, there was something he wanted to avoid.

Or maybe, forcibly stopping in the process of controlling the Kuroshio, his spirit was so stimulated that he couldn't control himself.

But in short, Batman and the black tide outside the mayor's mansion are completely out of control.

Clark, who was lying on the ground, had closed his eyes. Schiller's question also greatly stimulated him. His thinking was in a mess, and perhaps he was also hiding the emotion of escaping. He was unwilling to watch the scene of limbs flying all over the place. .

But at this moment, the black tide that was about to destroy the manor was suddenly blocked outside, a light curtain descended, and the black tide was condensed again.

A figure appeared next to the railing of the patio on the second floor. It was Schiller in a black suit.

What's strange is that he was still holding a paintbrush in his hand, which looked like he had just finished work. He threw the paintbrush aside, clapped his hands and said, "The test in this room is almost done, we... ..."

When Schiller just said this, a black figure suddenly jumped down the patio on the second floor. Originally, he was crowded with the group of crying people, but at this moment, the figure rolled over with agility. , bypassing Jack the Clown, and came to Clark's side.

With the knife in his hand, the rope on Clark's body was cut. The man grabbed the kryptonite on his chest and threw it out. With a "clang", when the kryptonite fell to the ground, Schiller, who was standing on the patio on the second floor, squinted. Eye.

"Merkel." Schiller said in a low tone, and he looked at the person next to Clark, who was his former butler Merkel.

The superman who was freed from the restraints flew straight up, but Merkel coughed twice weakly. The contact with kryptonite seemed to have caused him some damage. He looked at Schiller and said, "Sorry, sir, I don't know What the hell, but I think I gotta save him, he's a good guy."

"You moved that bottle of wine I put on the bookshelf?"

Although Schiller said an interrogative sentence, his tone was very certain, except that Merkel was dragged into a dream after being exposed to crazy wine, there would be no other possibility.

"It seems that when I was not in the manor, you finally remembered your mission."

Schiller lowered his eyes and seemed to have no angry expression, but Merkel's expression gradually turned cold. He said in a somewhat cold tone: "When did you find out?"

"Are you referring to the fact that you were a Soviet spy? That might come sooner than you think."

Schiller sighed and said, "You hand the newsboy some food every day, and you take the newspaper from his hand, and you don't realize that it's actually a way of conveying information?"

"One of my colleagues' students took over Gotham's 'Kid King' after he was killed, and unified all the newsboys, cigarette boys, and peddlers in Gotham. There is no better eyeliner than these kids .”

"So, when I first came to work in your manor, you found out?"

"Earlier than that, when you got off the train from Gotham Station, the smoke boy had already discovered that something was wrong with you..."

While the two of them were chatting, Clark's body, which was flying in mid-air, began to tremble gradually. Schiller looked up, and he saw that Clark's body began to emit light.

Schiller frowned. Obviously, this situation was somewhat beyond his expectations, but what shocked him even more was yet to come.

Clark opened his arms, his body exuded a bright light, and then he flew into the sky.

Whether it was the light curtain that Schiller had just set up, or the seemingly never-ending blizzard that had surrounded the manor before, they were all dispersed by the flying Clark.

The fierce cold wind and the almost impenetrable blizzard suddenly condensed, and in an instant, a hole was opened above the gloomy sky, and a beam of incomparably bright light shone on Clark from top to bottom.

"Wait..." Schiller frowned, as if he sensed something was wrong, he immediately said, "Get out immediately, get them out!"

But it was too late. When Clark punched a hole in the light curtain, the Kuroshio controlled by Batman also took advantage of it and smashed the light curtain from its weak point. The huge black wave instantly destroyed the buildings of the manor.

The expected scene of devouring everything did not appear. A round of sun rose from the ground and turned into a halo, protecting everyone present. Clark fell from the sun's rays, his eyes shining with fiery brilliance.

At this time, Batman also rose from the black tide, and endless black waves surrounded him, and the deepest darkness in this world burst out from his eyes.

The two forces stood still for a moment, then moved at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and then collided fiercely.

The moment light and darkness collided, everything shattered.

It includes not only the manor of the mayor’s mansion, and all the furniture walls in the manor, but also the shadows of buildings in the distance, the invisible walls in the distance, and the room of the entire thinking palace.

The angle of view zooms out, and at the top of a high tower, a small spot of light suddenly flashes from the tail of a giant snake hovering on the top of the tower.

The giant snake moved its head, opened its eyes from sleepiness, and looked at its own tail in confusion.

Then, in an instant, the snake's eyes were blinded.

That small spot of light burst into intense light in an instant, like the sun setting on the top of a tower.

When Ye Mengjiad didn't react at all, he was blown away by a mushroom cloud like a spring.

The dream space is always extremely quiet, but this time, an indescribable loud noise erupted from the top of the tower, and apart from blowing Yemengard and the two rooms that had just been built on him, the original high The 20 layers at the top of the tower were also directly turned into powder.

When the halo of light accompanied by the mushroom cloud opened, everything calmed down, except for the tall tower that was suddenly shorter, standing quietly in the white space.

Bruce sat up from the bed in shock. He closed his eyes again in a little confusion. When he opened them again, he saw a slightly unfamiliar guest room in front of him, but what was certain was that it was indeed inside the mayor's mansion.

He touched his forehead and felt a little groggy, his eyes were a little hard to open, and his nose was a little clogged, but when he stood up from the bed, he suddenly found that the room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

He saw that there was a small table next to his bed, and there was a wine glass on the table, but there was no wine bottle, and there was no wine left in the glass. Bruce walked over with a frown, picked up the wine glass, and squinted. eyes.

If it was really a dream, when did I enter the dream?

To determine this, one must know what the current situation in the manor is like.

He opened the door and found himself in a guest room on the second floor. When he looked into the corridor, he found that there were signs of fighting in the corridor. Bruce recalled that it was the place where they had clashed with the agents before.

In other words, he should have been dragged into the dream when he was about to take a rest to recover his strength after fighting the agents.

Bruce looked down at the wine glass in his hand again, he was thinking, but at this moment, he heard a sound from the end of the corridor, and he hurriedly closed the door.

If it was a dream after fighting the agents, the agents were just shaken off by them, not defeated by them, and they may be searching for them in the entire manor now.

When there was a knock on the door, Bruce was sure it wasn't the Agent, because the Agent never knocked.

Sure enough, Clark was standing outside the door. He was covering his head, his hair was messy, his eyes were half-closed, and he seemed a little sleepy and confused.

"Oh, it's you. Just now, I heard something going on next door, so I wanted to come over and take a look. For some reason, I passed out next door and had a very strange dream..."

Bruce frowned, and he let Clark into the room, after a while, Lex also came over, he and Bruce looked at each other, and seemed to understand what the other was confused about.

"Let's start from the beginning." Lex sat down and knocked on the table, and then said, "There is no doubt that we were pulled into a strange dream by that Professor Schiller in some way."

"First question, what is the order in which we dream?"

"You should be the first to enter the dream." Bruce said to Lex: "Do you still remember in the dream, in our memory, what happened after defeating the secret agent?"

"A group of agents rushed into my room, knocked me unconscious, and then you saved me." Lex frowned, and said, "It seems that it may not be the agents who knocked me unconscious."

"According to common sense, you are also the best one to deal with. He doesn't even need to use any special means, as long as he uses that umbrella to hit you."

"Wait, what are you guys talking about?" Clark said, clutching his forehead, "I know, we seem to have had a very similar dream, but what does it have to do with that professor? What are we speculating about now?" ?”

Bruce and Lex ignored Clark at all. The two of them talked to each other and quickly speculated the truth of the matter.

For some reason, after Bruce, Clark, and Selena clashed with the agents, Schiller approached Lex, Bruce, and Clark respectively, and somehow dragged them into the dream.

As for what the method was, Bruce and Lex focused their eyes on the water glass in Bruce's hand.

"This is very abnormal. I don't think there is any normal wine in this world that can leave no marks on the glass after drinking it, unless it is not wine at all, but some kind of drug." Lex continued Say.

"No, that's wine, just a kind of wine with special functions." Obviously, Bruce thought of the way Schiller put down Constantine.

"Then the only problem is..." Lex stared at the wine glass and asked:
"Why did the professor do that?"

Bruce looked at the wine glass silently, and then said, "If I'm not wrong, he might think we disturbed his sleep."

The expressions of Lex and Clark froze, and there was an invisible tacit understanding between the two of them. At this moment, they silently moved their chairs back a little, as if thinking of Bruce a little further.

Clark swallowed, then said:
"I think they're right..."

Lex went on fluently:

"The people of Gotham are all nuts."

(End of this chapter)