Chapter 612: Sick Crisis (1)
In any case, after two bad lucks, the Owl Court and the Dark Owl Sacrifice have been wiped out, and if I have to say where they lost, it can only be said that they have lost to their own greed and arrogance.
Originally, they could have completely sealed the owl statue in Gotham that stored energy, that is, so that the energy in it did not respond to the call of nursery rhymes, and completely abolished the previous method of using nursery rhymes to influence children.
But maybe. They also have a kind of "come and come" and "make everything" mentality, since it took so much effort to create so many rules, then put it here when you move, in case you can pick up a leak and continue to exert influence on Gotham, then it's the best, if it doesn't work, you won't lose anything.
The Dark Owl Priest would not have thought that someone in Gotham would unite to steal electricity, and this united person, to plan and plan, to have technology, to have magic, to have force, in just over a month, they have stolen all the energy they have accumulated for decades.
The same is true of Met's failure, after discovering that Gotham's energy is gone, they will be extremely flustered, feeling that Metropolis's energy is their lifeline, the only old book, so they will be in a panic.
If you don't have the idea of breaking and breaking, you will be transferred from left to right, and then from right to left like a fish, and Schiller is taking advantage of this characteristic of theirs, if the energy is in Gotham, and they are in the Metropolis, then steal the energy of Gotham, and then transfer people to Gotham, and turn the Met's hometown up, if the situation is reversed, it will be the same.
This ensures that they are always in a state of shock and panic when they land, and it is difficult to organize a revolt for a while.
Bullying these magicians is easier than dealing with the Owl Court, because they always have the arrogance to treat magic as a tool that no one else can crack, and think that it is 100% safe to put something in a magic shield.
It can only be said that if the devils in hell are all their kind of psychology, then Konstantin can really wake up with a smile in his dreams.
Either way, this group of owl monsters is completely finished.
Schiller originally wanted to keep them in captivity and let them continue to ask Barbatos for energy, and then the water flowed for a long time, but Konstantin told him that there was no way to use the energy that came directly, and that it had to be purified by the human body or soul, and that there was no substitute, and that the efficiency was probably very low, and that the energy that Schiller stole was the result of their decades of accumulation.
Knowing this truth, Schiller knew that the energy obtained from keeping them in captivity might not be enough to keep them in captivity, so he gave up this plan and let Konstantin have a staff and knock them all to death.
After dealing with this side of the matter, several people returned to Gotham, and at the same time returned to Gotham, and Lex, who was cured by a healing technique from Hal before he could take half of his three-month sick leave, and went to the laboratory of Gotham University to study those dark energies with Bruce.
Lex wanted to stay at the Met, but Clark insisted on not allowing it, believing that this dangerous energy was as far away from ordinary people as possible, and even offered to send the huge dark owl statue to the sun to be destroyed, if Schiller hadn't been able to knock him with an umbrella in reality, he would have been full of bags by now.
The two dark owl statues that had been drained of energy were both sent to Gotham University's new laboratory building, which only had a shell built at the moment, but it was enough to put things, and Bruce and Lex studied the energy and the statue in this building.
However, it is difficult for such two smart people to be together without contradictions, and the experimental ideas of Bruce and Lex cannot be said to seek common ground while reserving differences, but can only be said to be very different, and even if there are some similarities, they must be compared with each other.
Young Batman and young Luthor meet together, if the young Superman is present, then the unlucky one must be Superman, if Superman is not present, and the two of them can't convince each other logically, then they can only try to convince each other physically, which is the so-called, genius can't move his mouth.
At the same time, Schiller was doing something that he had been putting off for a long time, but it was very important, and that was taking annual leave.
Last time, when he was about to take his annual leave, Green Lantern Hal landed on a lamppost in the center of the Gotham turntable, and a huge traffic accident caused his classic car to be completely scrapped.
He had to buy a new car, and it took him a while to wait for the vehicle to go through the formalities, and now, the new car was in place, his luggage was packed, and the night after he returned to Gotham, he drove in the direction of Brughhaven.
This is the first time he has taken a long vacation since coming to this world, and Bloomhaven has a pleasant scenery and is not as cold as Gotham now, so it can be said that it is a good place for travel and leisure.
The brand-new Ford is speeding on the road out of Gotham, at the end of the endless plain, the evening light is blown by the wind, the air ripples like rippling waves on the bottom of the sea, and the car shuttles on the road lined with tall trees, like a swimming fish shuttling between seaweed.
With some jazzy music playing on the highway radio, Schiller holds the steering wheel in one hand and the other out of the car window, feeling the East Coast wind blowing his hair and speeding down the endless empty road, imagining his upcoming holiday life.
Suddenly, a slightly shrill bell rang, and Schiller looked into the seat next to him as he drove.
The bag he was carrying contained a communicator that Batman had given him, which looked like a walkie-talkie and a cell phone, but it didn't have as many functions as a cell phone, and it was ringing like a phone ringing at this time.
Schiller changed his hand to hold the steering wheel, stretched out a hand and pressed the communicator, who knows, what appeared in it was not Bruce's voice, but Victor's voice, Schiller picked up the phone and said:
"Hello? …… Yes, I've left Gotham, what do you say? Oh, yes? What does that have to do with me? Schiller's voice was very cold, and he said: "...... Lex and Bruce get into a fight in the lab, and both are admitted to the hospital...... Wait, how did Bruce end up in the hospital? Can he still be beaten by Lex? ”
"What? Clark is here too, was it called by Lex? Did you come with a batcat? And then he was bumping into the two of them fighting, and Hal, what was he messing up with? ”
Victor sighed and explained to him, "Bruce and Lex got into a big fight because of the direction of the experiment, Lex made the first move, and when Bruce counterattacked, he accidentally injured him. ”
"Batcat wanted to go back to Gotham to discuss things with Bruce, and Clark was responsible for sending him over, but when he came, he was bumping into a fight between the two of them, and Clark thought that Bruce was bullying Lex, so he went up to stop him, but accidentally touched the laboratory table and injured Bruce."
"Hal also wanted to come to Bruce, but he met Clarke, who wanted to take Bruce to the hospital, and he thought that Clark was bullying Bruce, but now, he and Clark have fought Ganymede......"
Schiller opened his mouth for a moment and said, "Are you sure that there is no one in here?" ”
"I don't know, by the time I got to the scene, there was only Pikachu left in the lab."
"Then you should know who started the fire." Schiller snorted coldly, and as a result, he heard Victor say: "It is precisely because I know who arched the fire that I called his master, otherwise, when they all recover, this pet of yours may ......"
"Let Bruce pick a good pot and don't put broccoli." After Schiller finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and he didn't care about all the in Gotham City right now.
With his efforts for so long, the things that can provoke him in this chaotic city have changed from magnificent to trivial.
Especially after Lex came, daily life basically revolved around the three people of Lex, Copote, and Bruce, two of them fought, one bumped, and then the three of them got into a mess, and in the end, they basically had to lie down in the hospital except for Bruce.
Schiller didn't want to solve the problem of this kind of fighting between students, although the three of them couldn't make up a pair of parents and didn't need to appease the parents, but Schiller would rather go to the owl court than to mediate the conflict between them.
During the time I answered the phone, the car drove away from Gotham for a certain distance, the surrounding scenery began to become more and more empty, the wind became stronger, the sun gradually set below the horizon, and night fell.
Schiller stretched out his hand and turned the button, turning up the sound of the radio station in the car a little louder to drown out the howling wind, but in the midst of the music, he keenly caught a trace of unusual sound, a bit like the sound of metal rubbing against each other, and a little like some kind of bird call.
"Whew-" The screeching sound of tires scraping against the ground during braking sounded, and by the time the sharp blade pierced into the cab, the person inside was gone.
On the right rear side of the car, Schiller's figure reappeared, he opened the umbrella, and the strange pattern swirled, making the sneak attacker stunned for a moment, and at the moment Schiller put away the umbrella, he saw the appearance of the sneak attacker who broke the window glass of his car.
This killer was dressed in a black bodysuit, and the only bright color on his body was the two pinches of yellow feathers above his eyes, this dress Schiller was very familiar with, he had seen it in the battle of Living Hell, such killers they worked for the court of owls, called "Talon".
The cold knife light struck again, and the sharp claws grabbed the short knife in his hand and rushed towards Schiller, and at the same time, the short dagger equipped on his chest was also thrown out by him, blocking Schiller's escape route, and Schiller's figure flashed again and came to the front of the car.
He observed, this talon was different from the one he had seen before, this one was more well-equipped, more muscular, and his gaze was colder, apparently, they were instructed by different people, perhaps it was the group of mysterious owls hidden behind the dark owl sacrifice that also had their eyes on Schiller.
This killer is much more professional than the previous claw, and now this place where Schiller is located, there is no village in front of the village, there is no store, it is all wasteland, it is really a good place to kill people and sell goods.
Think of it this way. Schiller flashed directly behind the claw, the umbrella knife stretched out, the blade flashed, and the claw rolled in place to dodge.
In another flash, Schiller came to the back of the claw, and the claw turned around, stretched out the short knife in his hand, blocked the tip of Schiller's umbrella knife, took two steps back, and threw a few more daggers at Schiller, but Schiller dodged with the help of the cover of the vehicle.
At this time, Talon finally realized that it was unrealistic to kill such an enemy who would flash at any time when there were obstacles around, so when he threw the dagger again, his target was no longer Schiller, but the fuel tank of the vehicle.
The sound of sparks came from the sound of "bang", and Schiller quickly retreated, only to hear a "bang", and the car in front of him exploded into a ball of flames.
After the debris hit the ground, the flames slowly extinguished, leaving all of Schiller's luggage and a new car that he had only driven once a few days after he had been bought, leaving only charred wreckage.
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