The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2912 When Night Falls (Thirty)

"I didn't really listen." Aquaman said bluntly: "To be precise, I only listened to one tenth of it. I don't have your superpowers, so it's useless to listen. I think everyone is a good person."

Batman seemed to laugh, and he said helplessly: "I would rather assume this, but unfortunately it's not possible."

"Actually, don't have too much hope for my narration. I was in Atlantis for the past few months, and I didn't go ashore very often. Port Ci'en is relatively remote and there is no news. I may not be able to say a few words."

"It's also good to talk about Atlantis." Batman suggested: "Vampires are not good at diving, and the possibility of them invading Atlantis is very small. If the situation on land is not good, you may need your help."

Aquaman seemed to have some confidence, he Said: "If that's the case, Hal and I will have something to talk about. After all, Hal has been on a mission in the universe before, right?"

Green Lantern nodded and said: "I was thinking about this. I have been back to Earth less frequently in the past few months. I don't know much about the situation of vampires, so I'm afraid I don't have much to say. If I can talk about the Green Lantern Corps, at least I won't be at a loss for words."

Aquaman was eating a sandwich and drinking a drink next to him. When he was almost done, he wiped his mouth and said: "You should go and rest for a while. After all, you are just an ordinary person. I'm afraid you can't hold on."

Batman shook his head and said: "Nothing, I'll go over there to look up some information."

After Jenna and Zan lay down, they looked at each other face to face. Jenna used her eyes to indicate Batman's position, but Zan shook his head at her.

Jenna was silent, turned over, and sleepiness swept over her in an instant, and she fell asleep deeply.

Schiller also wanted to rest for a while, but suddenly, he seemed to feel something and smiled slightly.

Doctor Strange in front of the magic screen sighed and said, "It seems that this inner ghost has made up his mind to fight against ordinary people Batman. Do you think he can survive?"

"What a joke." Arkham Knight said, "No one in this world can survive Batman in any aspect, not even vampires."

"I dare say he made a wrong decision." Dick leaned on the table and said, "All the fatigue shown by Batman is his performance, in order to make people think that they are very close to victory, but in fact, they are getting farther and farther away."

Doctor Strange turned around and was stunned. He said, "Where is the one called Constantine???"

"Who cares about him." Arkham Knight said without raising his head.

Doctor Strange was more impressed by this bad wizard. He asked, "Did you see him go upstairs?"

Both shook their heads, but Doctor Strange still walked upstairs. As soon as he opened the door of the room, he found that Schiller's body, who was originally lying on the bed, was gone.

"I knew it!!!"

About ten minutes ago, the other three were concentrating on the magic screen, while Constantine, who was lying in the corner, secretly stood up.

He flashed upstairs without disturbing anyone. After casting an invisibility spell on himself, he walked through the door and came inside.

He saw the young man in a suit sitting in the corner with a candlestick in his arms, taking a nap, breathing steadily, and there seemed to be no sign of waking up. Kong Su was standing by the window.

As soon as he came in, Kong Su seemed to have discovered him. Constantine couldn't help but curse. This foreign moon god was really sharp.

Fortunately, Kong Su's beak was tied again, and he could only make a clicking sound, which sounded somewhat regular, but unfortunately, Constantine didn't understand Morse code, and he didn't have the patience to listen.

He suddenly took out a huge golden coffin out of thin air, walked to the bed, wrapped Schiller's body on the bed with magic, and then put his body in the coffin. The coffin disappeared instantly, and he disappeared too.

Constantine returned to the mysterious house.

He rubbed his hands, opened the coffin, put Schiller's body on the ground, and then went to get the materials for setting up the formation.

Walking to the warehouse, Constantine began to pick and choose, occasionally picking up the patterns drawn on the side for comparison. It took him some time to search for materials, but he was very patient.

After taking the materials, he came to another room. There was no furniture in this room. There was a huge crystal in the center. A hazy figure lay in the crystal. It was Zatanna Zatara.

Finding Constantine coming, Zatanna rushed over suddenly. Her figure was very blurry and obviously had no entity. She hammered the outer wall of the crystal and shouted: "Constantine, you damn bastard! Let me out!"

"Don't worry, Xiao Za." Constantine said helplessly: "I am also trying to save you. Doctor Fate thought you were too seriously injured and unconscious, but he couldn't hide it for too long. I have to find you a body."

Zatanna snorted coldly and said: "What's wrong with my original one?!"

"Stop it, changing a body may help you get rid of the control of that stupid vampire king. He is really a bit too stupid to let you attack me alone. There is no future in following him."

Zatanna said angrily: "I'm almost free from his control, but you have to interfere. You just want to control me!"

"Come on, you don't have enough experience in dealing with this kind of thing. Without my help, you will still be the same if I give you another year."

Constantine took out a small glass bottle, and despite Zatanna's protest, he drew her soul into the bottle, and then put the soul in the bottle into the crystal. The crystal kept emitting a faint light, and the originally translucent soul was becoming more and more solid.

After leaving the room and closing the door, Constantine walked towards the room where Schiller's body was placed.

As soon as he opened the door, Schiller's body, which should have been lying on the bed, was sitting on a chair beside him reading a book.

Constantine froze.

At the call of Doctor Strange, Dick and Arkham Knight rushed into the room quickly.

After discovering that the body was gone, both of them were stunned. Dick instinctively began to look for Kongsu in the room. He saw the tall Kongsu standing helplessly by the window with a rope tied around his mouth.

Dick used magic to untie the rope on his mouth, and Kongsu's voice sounded.

You are all wrong.

The three looked at him in confusion.

It was him in Zan's body. Kong Su pointed to the figure in the corner, which was a tall young man in a suit.

The loading icon appeared above Arkham Knight's head again. He turned around for a long time before he reacted, and then looked at Doctor Strange.

Doctor Strange said: "Impossible, I clearly saw the soul in that body enter Zan's body..."

"They switched in advance." Kong Su said helplessly.

As the patron saint of Moonlight Schiller, he watched these two people play a trick of stealing the sky and changing the day.

Moonlight Schiller and the manipulated soul were exchanged in advance, which resulted in that when Doctor Strange exchanged souls, the soul in the manipulated body was actually Moonlight Schiller's soul, and the one who entered Zan's body was also Moonlight.

After Doctor Strange and Zan left, the manipulated soul came out of Moonlight Schiller's body, returned to his original body, and was taken away by Constantine.

"But...but..." Doctor Strange was speechless for a moment.

In his impression, the guy holding the candlestick doesn't talk much, and the older, gentle-looking guy seems to be good at undercover work, so what's the point of the two of them exchanging?

Kong Su sneered, but didn't explain to Doctor Strange. After staying in the tower for so long, how could Kong Su not know what was going on?

Moonlight Schiller was originally part of the pathology. Because of special reasons, he didn't live at the bottom of the tower, but lived in the lunatic asylum in the tower, but he was still pathological in nature. The pathology was never so clear, and each personality trait had some attributes of each other.

In other words, Moonlight was just not talkative, not incapable of speaking. What's more, before executing the plan, the manipulator gave him the strategy. Jenna was just a little girl, not Batman, and reading the lines was enough to fool her.

As for what Schiller's purpose was, of course it was to make Constantine unlucky.

Constantine was really going to break.

It's a pity that he is not a character in the game universe, otherwise he would be stuck now. He really couldn't understand why Schiller suddenly came to life, and how could a body without a soul move? !

But how can he be said to be experienced? He immediately realized that he was fooled. He raised his hand and a beam of light flew towards Schiller.

The next second, the sky was spinning.

Constantine flew out with the box and hit the wall of the corridor heavily. Then he felt that he was picked up by the neck. The opponent's strength was incredible.

He knew it! He knew it!

This guy is exactly the same person as the one holding the candlestick. He did not lose this terrifying power because he became a surgeon. On the contrary, he probably has a deeper understanding of the human body structure.

The hand that pinched Constantine's neck just maintained a degree that made him difficult to breathe, but not completely suffocated.

Constantine kept kicking his legs and grabbing Schiller's arm with his hands, trying to break free, but a weak magician was caught by someone's fragile body, and there was no chance of breaking free at all.

Constantine gave up struggling.

He grinned and said.

"I'm screwed this time, what do you want to do?"

There was a kind of fearless madness.

Schiller grabbed him with one hand, adjusted his tie with the other hand, and took off the marlin brooch on his chest. Even at this time, Constantine was still staring at the movement of his other hand.

Touching the fabric, unbuttoning, picking up the thin metal sheet, the blue veins on the back of his hand kept rising and falling with the movement, like a piece of steel twisted in the smelting, every step was full of power.

Constantine's Adam's apple moved.

The next second, the top of the marlin brooch pierced his neck, and blood splattered instantly. Constantine's eyes widened in disbelief, and his pupils gradually shrank as his vitality passed.

"He really dared to kill me..."

Then, a thick black gas rolled out from his chest, and the shadow of the devil loomed on Constantine's face.

"You can't kill him, human..."

The terrifying voice echoed in the room, and the shadow of the demon became more and more solid, but soon, another blood-red shadow appeared and roared in another voice: "Don't even think about taking him away, he's mine!"

Schiller stood there, calmly as if he was watching a stage play. Two unidentified demons fought each other, but it seemed that neither could do anything to the other.

"If you don't want your soul to be taken by the other, then let him live. Now I'm the only one who can stop his bleeding. What price do you plan to offer?"

At the same time, both demons looked at him.

Ten minutes later, Constantine sat up with a big breath. He touched his neck with lingering fear, but found that he was tied to a chair.

Suddenly, a plate was placed in front of him, and the hand that placed the knife and fork was as powerful and beautiful as always.

Constantine looked up and saw Schiller also smiling at him.

He looked down and saw the hoof on the plate.

"What is this?!"

"It's just a moose."

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