mtl008 Chapter 2902 When Night Falls (2)
Chapter 2902 When Night Falls (2)
Chapter 2902 When Night Falls (Twenty)
The two of them walked through the rooftop door of the building and entered the sightseeing elevator. Dick stood behind Schiller. Dick touched his chest and felt a little nauseous. The expression on his face was a mixture of nausea, disgust and disbelief.
Schiller asked him, "Haven't you ever dealt with Constantine?"
Dick shook his head and said, "I have contacted the Dark Justice League several times, but the person who contacted me was not Constantine. Constantine also came to the Batcave, but at that time I was sent out by Batman to perform a mission."
“Who usually communicates with him?”
"Damian...oh wait, this was intentional, wasn't it Batman?"
"Yes, because Constantine is not interested in children. He likes strong adults. To be more precise, it's not just humans. Sharks and lizards are also acceptable."
Dick felt his worldview being shattered. He said, "So in order to prevent him from disgusting us, Batman will send us all away before he comes, leaving only Damian to deal with him?"
"He's not just disgusting to you guys." Schiller shook his head and said, "Anyone who gets involved with this guy will have a bad ending. You'd better stay away from him in the future."
Dick nodded somewhat blankly. It was obvious that he needed some time to accept this horrible fact. There were many people in this world who cared about the Bat Family, but this was the first time he had heard of Dick caring about them from this perspective.
As expected, Constantine's last words stimulated the Arkham Knight again, and the muzzle of his gun was already pointed at Constantine's forehead.
But soon, Arkham Knight heard a familiar voice.
"Jason."
The blue dots of light on the mask that represented the eyes lit up for a moment, but then flickered as if there was a bad contact and went out.
He didn't move his gun hand, turned around and saw a figure walking out from the corner.
"Put the gun down first, Jason. I have something to ask him."
"You..." Arkham Knight was at a loss for words.
Then he turned his head to look at the moonlight beside him as if he had seen a ghost, then looked at the person behind him, and then looked at the moonlight again, and a loading icon appeared above his head again.
He knew that in the magical fighting world platform, it was very normal for isotopes from different universes to appear together, and he might also participate in dungeons with other versions of himself in the future.
But what made his CPU insufficient was that he couldn't imagine what would happen if two Schillers appeared in the same universe at the same time. Doesn't the Doujie have a protection program for the universe?
While he was distracted, Constantine ran away. Although he had seven or eight holes on his body, he was a man who could survive without a lung, so this minor injury was nothing to him.
He also keenly noticed that the man in a suit who appeared later seemed to be able to restrain the violent robot, so he very tactfully rushed behind Schiller.
"Dick," Schiller said.
In fact, he didn't need to say it. When Constantine came through, Dick stretched out his hand, and the purple magic light wrapped around the man in the windbreaker and threw him aside, as if he was throwing away some hazardous waste.
Schiller turned around and looked at Constantine who had fallen to the ground, seeming a little disappointed that he did not see anything special in him.
Constantine was also studying him.
Constantine is a very strange person. He has no specific orientation and can tease every creature in the world equally without any psychological burden. His brain stem is directly connected to his genitals and the transmission is without any delay.
He indulged in sensual pleasures, focused on sensory enjoyment, and wantonly vented his physical desires, but in fact these were not what he was pursuing.
On the one hand, he seemed to enjoy physical desires, but on the other hand, he constantly showed his desire for spiritual enjoyment, hoping that someone would understand.
But the reality is cruel. Most people can only see his bohemian appearance, and their understanding of him stops at the bad influence brought about by his verbal affairs.
So to those who cannot understand him, he is even more unscrupulous in showing this side of himself, with a feeling of self-abandonment, similar to, since you don't understand me anyway, what's wrong with letting me take advantage of you?
For young guys like Dick or Jason - not in terms of age, but in terms of emotional experience, or rather morbid emotional experience - he usually takes advantage of them because he knows he can't get more from them.
So, with the idea that it would be a bastard not to take advantage of an opportunity, as soon as he came into contact with them, he began to indulge his animal nature and indulged in his desire for their beauty without any psychological burden.
But once he finds someone who has more experience in morbid emotional experiences than himself and may understand him, he becomes a real kid and is so nervous that he doesn't know where to put his hands.
Because he was hopeful, thinking that maybe this time someone could fully understand him, and any bad behavior on his part might push the other person away, but if it wasn't bad, how could it be called pathological?
This is the self-struggle that Constantine faces in most cases. Those who allow him to express himself freely cannot understand him, and when he meets people who may understand him, he cannot express himself freely. Excitement is always accompanied by pain, and pain always produces excitement.
When Schiller looked at him, Constantine froze, realizing that Schiller might be that kind of person, and that it was useless to throw a tantrum at such a person.
So he quickly got up from the ground and cast a healing spell on himself. The spell squeezed out the bullet that had shot into his body, making Constantine grimace for a while.
"What do you want to ask?" Constantine looked at Schiller and asked.
Schiller weighed the matter in his heart and decided that now was not the time to watch the little man in the crystal ball dancing, he had important things to do.
However, when it comes to serious matters concerning vampires, it is inevitable to use Constantine. If Schiller guessed correctly, the source of the vampire invasion this time may be in the magic world again, and Constantine's connections in the magic world can play a big role.
Constantine is a man who won't do anything until he sees the rabbit. He won't do anything unless he gets a taste of the sweetness. Even if he thinks he can manipulate you, he will definitely cheat you in the process.
He cheats people of all ages and genders, and is not even influenced by his own emotions. The friends who have died for him are the best proof of this.
In this respect, dealing with Constantine is more dangerous than dealing with anyone else. He is not the kind of person who can be felt as a threat at first glance, so most people would not rank him as threatening as Batman.
But Schiller believed that the two should be placed on a parallel track. Constantine's friends would not have a good ending. It was not because of some magical curse, but because Constantine had become accustomed to doing this kind of thing. Everyone who was influenced and manipulated by him would surely perish.
Therefore, the first rule in dealing with Constantine is to take the initiative at the first opportunity. Even if you need something from him, you must be able to order him around like a dog, otherwise stay away from him.
Schiller decided to give Constantine a little sweetness to make it easier for him to do things later.
Regarding the vampire, Schiller first explained his purpose, but then said: "But it seems that you have already decided who to give this information to. Dick, do you have Batman's communicator?"
Dick was a little confused, but he still took out a cell phone. Schiller looked at Constantine and said, "It doesn't matter whether you pass the information to me or Batman. We must work together to deal with the monsters in the dark."
The Arkham Knight behind him finally reacted and rolled his eyes after hearing this.
The most amazing thing about Schiller is that even though everyone knows what's underneath his skin, and he himself knows that everyone else knows his true face, he can still wear this skin perfectly without revealing any flaws.
Arkham Knight asked himself if he could do it, otherwise he wouldn't have needed to point a gun at Batman.
After all, in his relationship with Batman he is a complete victim. If he is willing to put on human skin, his say will be unlimited, and even Barbara and Tim will support him.
"How do you know I'm going to find Batman?" Constantine was a little alert, his eyes fell on Schiller's hand.
"Those were a pair of very well-maintained hands, without calluses from guns or the friction marks from years of holding a pen. This meant that he was neither a warrior nor a scholar."
Constantine then asked: "Where did you get my phone number?"
"I got it by chance." Schiller said it as if he hadn't said it. He spoke those clichés in a light-hearted way, like he was fiddling with the cheese on a mousetrap.
"If you really have any useful information, you'd better communicate with Batman as soon as possible. He is the only one who can reverse the situation. The situation of the Bat Family and the Justice League is not good. If there are new clues, we can break the current predicament as soon as possible."
After hearing these words, Dick felt that if this happened at the Justice League meeting, Superman would applaud him.
"No, I don't completely trust Batman either." Constantine didn't admit it. He said, "Batman's biggest weakness is that he is an ordinary person. Once he is trapped and bitten, he is completely unable to resist the transformation, just like this poor kid."
Constantine's eyes fell on Dick, and Schiller said, "Can I understand that you are telling us that vampires have absolute control over transformation?"
"You could say it's worse than that, so it doesn't surprise me that the Bat-Family and the Justice League are in a bad place."
"It seems that you are confident that the cards in your hand can match Batman's to make 21 points." Schiller showed interest and said, "Can you tell me why you are so confident?"
"I'm a magician. I've been in contact with vampires much earlier than you. One of my friends was transformed into a vampire. He was originally a powerful magician. I got some information from him. I believe that is something Batman doesn't have and it can be of great help to him."
"Then give it to him." Dick said, "Why are you still wasting time here? If the earth is really taken over by vampires, won't you be doomed too?"
"You are not qualified to teach me a lesson here, vampire boy, not even with your hot body." Constantine snorted coldly, lit a cigarette and said, "I've already said that I won't play that card rashly before confirming Batman's situation. If the vampire gets 21 points, it will be troublesome."
"Then why did you come here?" Arkham Knight said with a frown.
"Couldn't it be just to pick you up?" Constantine started rambling. He held a cigarette in his mouth, raised his eyebrows at the Arkham Knight and said, "You and this little guy are totally not worth my money."
Arkham Knight wanted to spit fire again, but Schiller stood between him and Constantine. He hesitated for less than a second and stopped rushing forward.
Constantine noticed it immediately. He glanced at Schiller casually. He had expected that the two knew each other, but this person could actually calm down the irritable boy...
"Okay, let's get down to business." Constantine took a puff of his cigarette and said, "I can give you the information about vampires, but you have to prove your position."
"I know that a certain criminal organization has been converted. If the vampires there are released, it will cause a very serious disaster. If you can deal with them, I will tell you the information I know."
"Who?"
"Legion of Doom."
(End of this chapter)