The office soon welcomed a new guest, and a red figure appeared accompanied by golden light.
"I can help you." He said, "But that person must be taken away by me. I need to know the secret of time."
Sohipu sighed lightly and said: "You are obsessed with a certain answer in your heart, thinking that it is your judgment, but the answer is always limited to cognition. After gaining new cognition, you will not
Go and confirm your judgment?"
Batman Flash, who was wearing a red uniform, frowned, but he still stared at Sohip with cold eyes and said, "Are you going to go back on your word?"
"I hope you understand that it is not me who is trading with you." Sohipu opened the drawer and placed a tarot card on the table.
Batman Flash frowned when he saw the thicker fog on the card. A few hours ago, after he saw someone who could control time through the illusion, he wanted to know where this person was, and the other party also took this card.
The card was handed to him, but there was nothing on it at that time.
Batman Flash never believed in any illusory gods. He believed that with infinite speed and infinite time, he would be able to find the person in the illusion sooner or later.
But the result is that he is back again, because no matter where he is, he can't find any trace of this time master.
Maybe it was a year, maybe it was 10 years. He used the infinite time in the speed force to search almost the entire universe. There was no such thing or that. In a sense, he got to know the world again, which made him believe in this world.
There are gods in the world.
Is this a new understanding? What new answers will this bring? Batman Flash doesn't know, and he has no time to care about it now.
"You should reconsider, Batman." Flash Barry's voice appeared in his mind again.
"Shut up, Barry, I didn't keep you here just to make you cause trouble for me." Batman Flash said.
"I know why you left me here." Facing his murderer, Barry's voice didn't contain much anger, but revealed deep helplessness, "Because your conscience is still intact, Batman, you don't want to kill me.
, you just want me to cooperate."
"But I have to tell you, even if you become the master of the Speed Force, even if you search the entire universe, you still won't have the answer you want, because it is simply wrong."
"Shut up."
Batman Flash walked to the table and said before putting his hand on it: "I will promise him, and you will eventually understand that I am right and I am the first to find the answer."
In David's spiritual world, Charles was hiding in the corner of a street, less than five kilometers away from the spiritual temple, and this was the first time he had dived into such a deep place.
They collected a lot of personality information, but most of it only recorded the appearance and general abilities of these personalities. However, the purpose of collecting the information was to find their weaknesses, and it is impossible to find weaknesses if you just look at them from a distance.
If you want to know the specific combat data, you have to fight with real swords and guns. It is also during this process that Charles discovers for the first time that he is not omnipotent, that the world is not under his control, and that words such as weak, helpless, and pain are not just used by others.
Used on ordinary people.
It had been five days since Charles overcame this difficulty. He was facing one of the core combat forces of the Spirit Sect, which was the poisonous plants guarding the outside of the temple.
He lives in the tallest tree outside the temple, and the entire area within two to three kilometers of the tree is filled with poisonous miasma.
This toxin is a nerve agent, which is the poison that humans are most afraid of and the most difficult to detoxify so far. Inhaling a little bit will immediately cause nerve paralysis and then lose all mobility.
The most frightening thing is that this thing not only affects people's spirits in hallucinations, Charles has tried it repeatedly in the past few days, and found that after inhaling too much of this thing, those terrible hallucinations will follow him back to reality, so he has done it continuously
I had a nightmare for four nights.
What Charles possesses is psychic ability, which can be explained by another theory: brain wave mutation. However, he doesn’t know much about human nerves, which is another unsolved mystery besides brain science. He has super power to control human beings.
The method is to directly control the brain instead of controlling the nerves.
Therefore, Charles also has no way to deal with those neurological hallucinations. He controls his brain to calm down the active nerves, but as soon as he enters an unconscious state, the nerves will pull him into a nightmare again. The specific reason is unknown.
Then these twitching nerves will in turn affect him in the illusion. Now Charles feels disoriented every five minutes, which almost cost him his life in the last battle with poisonous plants.
But such repeated attempts were not fruitless. By exploring the buildings within the miasma, Charles discovered a strange point - there was not a drop of water in the entire area.
This is actually not normal. After all, this is a city projection of Paris. There are water pipes and fountains in other parts of the city. Most of the bathrooms in the city are working normally, and the personalities in these illusions also need to eat, drink and relieve themselves.
But there is only a drop of water in this area controlled by highly toxic plants. The water pipes are dry, the faucets are not producing water, and even the containers holding water look like they have been dry for a long time.
Charles got some water outside the area, and then discovered that this almost invincible nerve agent was ineffective when exposed to water.
This was also the main reason why he was able to make a breakthrough in distance today. He first jumped into the artificial lake next to him and took a bath, and then arrived here steadily.
But there is also a problem. There is no transportation in this city. The transportation that Charles manifested using his mental power cannot be driven. It seems that some more powerful being has set the rules.
The city of Paris is relatively hot. In order to avoid the branches of plants in the city, we cannot walk in a straight line. The two-kilometer journey has to be detoured to four or five kilometers. The clothes on Charles's body are almost dry.
Just when Charles was hesitating whether to rush straight to the poisonous plant's residence to find him, or whether to retreat first and come back with full preparation next time, a chuckle sounded behind Charles.
With a swish sound, Charles' figure disappeared, but it was still a step too late. A thick plant arm whipped his back hard, causing Charles to fall to the ground and stir up a cloud of dust.
When he wanted to get up again, he felt dizzy and knew that a stronger nerve agent was invading his brain.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, the black figure opposite looked like a tree man, but he was wearing a nondescript clown costume, especially the clown hat with two balls and bells hanging from the two corners, which looked particularly dazzling.
Who on earth would dress up as a clown? Charles didn't know, he only knew that he might be in bad luck today.
A thicker spore cloud floated over. Charles took a deep breath and concentrated his attention. Countless water mist emerged around him. This was created out of thin air by him using the simulacrum of the spiritual world.
Many people will have this experience. When they dream about being chased by someone, they suddenly realize that this is their dream, and then they use extremely powerful weapons to defeat the opponent, or simply grow a pair of wings and fly in the sky. This is actually
It is a manifestation of human beings controlling dreams and imitating objects.
Of course, this is all in his own dream, but if it were in someone else's dream, this ability would be greatly reduced. Charles can use this method simply because he is Professor X, and his mutant ability is still useful here.
However, firstly, because this is someone else's dream, and secondly, because the master who controls this dream world is stronger than him currently, this ability to imitate objects has been greatly weakened. If this were in the dreams of ordinary people, Charles would have already
It set off a huge wave and directly submerged the tree.
The water mist temporarily alleviated Charles' predicament and gave him a chance to breathe, but unfortunately, countless vine branches followed, and Charles flickered continuously, making him very tired.
Just when he paused and took a breath again, certain patterns on the floor tiles suddenly glowed with green light. Only then did Charles realize that they were not patterns at all, but vines that had been lying in wait for a long time.
With a swish, the vines grabbed Charles' ankles and lifted him up with a swish.
The poisonous plant dressed as a clown jumped over and burst into laughter. Just as Charles was about to resist, a vine plunged into his neck. A large amount of nerve agent was directly injected into Charles, killing him instantly.
His lips turned blue, and he couldn't even maintain his spiritual body.
A vine wrapped around his neck, getting tighter and tighter. As the oxygen became thinner, Charles' eyes began to turn black.
The closer he got to death, the more disintegrated Charles's mental body was. It was good to be unable to form a concentrated mental body, and he began to hear more and more distant sounds.
Suddenly two strange sounds came from a place not far from here.
"What's going on in this place? This is not the Paris I remember."
"Me too, I think this may be some kind of alien space."
"You are becoming more and more superstitious about magic."
"If they are real, they are as worthy of study as science."
This was obviously a man and a woman. Charles could still hear the sound of something humming, which sounded like a machine or a weapon, but he couldn't care less and used his last strength to move toward the man and the woman.
The two women sent a radio wave.
Batwoman, who was stepping on a piece of rubble, was suddenly startled. She turned to look at Batman, whose expression also showed a trace of confusion. Apparently they both received the same signal at the same time.
Not far behind them, a portal just dissipated. Both of them instinctively turned their heads to look. Batwoman was the first to come to her senses and said, "No wonder he said we'd know where we are. Let's go."
What the radio wave transmitted was actually not a sound, but a picture. There was a huge tree in the center of the picture. It was really easy to identify. To the northeast of them, the big tree was standing in the sky.
The two walked towards that direction, and soon they encountered the same obstacle, Lu Yun, who looked very strange at first glance.
Batman took out a detection device from his belt. The device started to alarm frantically before it was completely taken out. He picked up the device and took a look at the reading and said: "No, there is a very strong nerve agent here.
It's in the form of aerosol spores, and we can't get in like this."
"Isn't the armor mask useful?"
"It's best not to try it easily and wait for me to do a detailed test." Batman took out a miniature probe from his belt. With a wave of his arm armor, a small drone flew out. Batman put the probe in his hand.
The needle was fixed underneath and the drone was released.
Soon a series of readings began to come from the instrument. Looking at those data, Batman was suddenly stunned.
