The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The superego froze on the spot, but suddenly, the door was pushed open a gap, and another Schiller squeezed in, shouting:

Damn arrogance!!! You are arrogant!! You are not a fraud!! You damn liar!! Is this a fucking little bat?!!!

With a bang, the door was knocked open again, and the superego staggered. Three Schillers rushed in and said: Oh my God! Fortunately, I ran fast. Did you see that thing?! !”

Of course, my God, when I first saw it, I thought Barbatos was chasing me home!! You told me this was Batman?!!

Liar! Arrogant! Big liar! Little bat?? What did he use to read your thesis guidance?? Eyes bigger than a copper bell?!

Conspiracy! What's the matter with you?! How did he kill Belial? I heard that he ate Belial directly??? He is a human being. If he eats the entire soul of the Demon King alive, isn't he afraid of dying? !!”

After a while, Schiller rushed in one after another. They looked very embarrassed and their mouths were not clean.

After a while, a group of survivors Schiller crowded into the hall on the first floor and kept discussing.

There were two main topics they discussed, one was that Pride should be renamed Fraud, and the other was that Batman should be renamed Barbatos.

The superego looked out again along the crack in the door, but in fact, he couldn't see the big bat at all.

Schiller's thinking tower is already a landmark building in hell. Many devil kings' castles are not as tall as it. However, the superego roughly estimated that the height of the tower is as high as that of this huge bat. The diameter of the eyeball should be about the same.

The superego slowly stretched out his hand, closed the last crack in the door, turned around and said: I think the rules of this competition are a bit sloppy and there is a lot of room for optimization. The first thing to optimize is the champion's As for the candidate, I think arrogance is good, what do you think?

For a moment, there was silence in the field. The other Schillers, who had just scolded him for being arrogant, turned to the offensive and immediately applauded.

Well deserved! It's truly arrogant!

Too strong, too strong. Is this the vision of the Original Sin personality?!

Let us congratulate Arrogance for winning the championship. Where is the championship? I want to shake his hand!

Yes, let us welcome the champion back home. Where is he?

The superego paused for a moment, and then began to think. It stands to reason that Arrogant Schiller is Batman's staff. Now, the big bats have already killed themselves at the bottom of the tower. According to Arrogant Schiller's character, he should now walk in with his head held high. Tower, and then made a fierce mockery of the rest of the personality.

But looking around, although there were many demon soldiers still fighting on the battlefield, mainly the army brought by Batman and the army that had been besieging the tower, there was no sign of Schiller.

At this moment, the superego took a closer look and found that there was a small black shadow in the front paws of the bat's waving wings. Looking at it again, it seemed to be Schiller who was unconscious.

The superego's eyes widened. He touched his chest, cleared his throat, and then said: The good news is that I found where Pride is. The bad news is that he was hijacked by Batman...

There was silence in the field again, but this time, a bigger commotion came from outside the tower, and all the characters came to the window and looked outside.

They found that the powerful demon kings in hell gathered together. Beelzebub, Azazel, Astro, and many other veteran demon kings came here.

The deep voice of Beelzebub, who had many eyes, echoed in the battlefield: Stop him! We can't let him take the tower anymore, otherwise, the position of Satan will definitely change hands!

All the demon kings raised their weapons, because they knew that what Beelzebub said was true. Batman had eaten Belial, and his soul strength had reached the level of the demon king. If he eats an entire tower, Then the strength of his soul will overwhelm hell.

Moreover, Batman is not a native of hell and will not abide by the rules here. Perhaps he is not interested in the position of Satan at all. No one knows whether he will swallow everyone after he becomes powerful enough.

Just looking at the bat monster that covered the sky and the sun, all the demon kings were not sure of giving an answer.

Therefore, they must stop Batman from approaching the tower. No matter who takes the tower, it must not be Batman, an outsider.

All the demons besieged the tower, but the huge Batman did not move. He just flew in the air and stared at all the demons coldly.

Then, a funny scene appeared.

The demon kings surrounded the tower in a defensive posture, and the huge black bats in the distance looked like monsters attacking here.

Batman has become the devil, and the devils have become brave men. The battle for the tower has turned into a battle to defend the tower. Moreover, the brave men don't seem to have a good chance of winning.

There is a very terrifying power hidden in Batman's soul, which is the darkness from the root of the world, and Belial's soul became the catalyst.

Originally, when these black tides broke out, Batman could not control himself at all. However, after so much training, those shadows hidden in his heart have been dispersed a lot, coupled with firm belief and strong will For the first time, Batman controlled this great and terrifying power in a rational state.

Suddenly, he flapped his wings and pressed towards the tower. All the demon kings were ready for battle.

But at this time, a portal suddenly lit up in the sky above the tower, and several strange and familiar figures flew out of it.

Is this hell? Clark looked around. He turned back and said to Oliver, who was wearing work clothes: You said Professor Schiller has been out of contact for a long time, but how did he come to hell?

I don't know either, but we have always had one-way contact. He would send me plans to guide revolutionary work in Gotham, but I did not reply to his channels. We both believed that this would be safer.

But more than a month ago, the agreed information was not delivered. I contacted his friends in Gotham and learned that he had been missing for a long time. I suspected that the CIA might have taken action.

Oliver's face was very serious. He said: Although this contact method is safe, it is not foolproof. Maybe he was taken away by the CIA and tortured to extract a confession. His body died and his soul went to hell.

You...you...can you please stop talking??? Zatanna's trembling voice sounded from behind them. She was the last one to walk out of the portal, then stretched out her finger and pointed tremblingly. The scary bat monster roared: Look! Is it time to chat now?!!

At this time, Clark and Oliver remembered to look at their surroundings. Oliver frowned and said, Didn't you say you could track Professor Schiller's soul? Why did we end up here? It looks like ...in the center of the battlefield?”

Zatanna swallowed, and then said: Beelzebub, Azazel...they are both Satans, how could they be here? And, who is that?...Forget it, that's all It’s not important, the key thing is, what’s going on with that bat monster?!”

What I am tracking must be Schiller's soul, and the navigation is the shortest route. Zatanna looked at Oliver and said, then she looked down at the compass in her hand and said, Yes, I am tracking it. Schiller’s soul aura, wait a minute, Batman is nearby too, where is he?”

While the two were studying the data displayed on the compass, Clark looked far into the distance and suddenly realized something was wrong.

What is that?! Clark looked up and looked at the claws of the giant bat, where he saw a small black figure, pale and covered in blood, unconscious, but with a very familiar face.

Professor Schiller!!! Clark yelled.

Both Oliver and Zatanna looked over. Zatanna took out a pair of monocles and put them on her eyes, and then said: Oh my God! That's Schiller's soul! He was captured by that bat monster, We have to save him!!”

After saying that, Zatanna rolled up her sleeves, pointed her right hand, and almost blurted out the irony magic, but at this moment, she suddenly fell into a trance, took a deep breath, and then said: Wait a minute, Clark, are you called Clark, right? You can’t draw out the power, the portal doesn’t have such a fast transmission speed, stop it!!!”

However, the anger in his heart has overwhelmed Clark. During this time, he has been using his vacation time to travel through Central America to help the people there carry out revolution. At the same time, Oliver also shared with him the guidance letter sent by Schiller.

Originally, Clark didn't know Schiller very well, but the guidance provided by Schiller was from the perspective of the people and had a very great effect. It was more effective than the two of them acting recklessly. It was like opening the door to a new world for Clark.

Because the number of words in the letter was limited, Schiller did not have space to use each of their language styles equally. Therefore, through the words in the letter, Clark got to know a kind professor who was knowledgeable, compassionate, and caring for the people.

In addition to being grateful for his teachings, Clark also felt guilty about the damage he had done to Schiller's house.

Now, seeing that the revolutionary mentor and professor he had always respected was captured by a monster, could he endure Superman's temper?

Although Zatanna had told Clark before that because his soul was too powerful, the portal did not have such a high bandwidth to transmit, and could only use projection to bring him to hell.

But Clark was so angry that he didn't care about it at all, and just released his power according to instinct.

In an instant, a sun rose from the tower, and the demons were bathed in such light for the first time. They screamed and wailed to welcome the brightest and most powerful force in the world.

But Zatanna behind him showed a horrified expression. She grabbed Oliver and rushed towards the portal that had not been closed, and then shouted: Transmitting so much power in a short time... he is going to explode. , run quickly!!!”

With a swish, Zatanna pulled Oliver back into the portal. The next second, the sun's rays flattened the entire sky of hell.

The demons have never seen the real sun. Before, they didn't know how beautiful and dangerous the bright light when a star explodes is, but now, they understand it.

Superman's almost unlimited power gave him almost unlimited soul energy. What Clark came here was just a projection.

He mobilized too much power from the soul of his body, and because the power was transmitted too fast and too urgently, he could not control it, so a big explosion occurred.

A bit of light bloomed, and then, a spiral of dazzling light burst out, and the space was broken, revealing the bright starry sky.

Then, as the fierce and chaotic power swept over the tower, all the demon lords screamed and flew out.

They are originally the opposite of light, restrained by the power of light and justice, and Superman represents the brightest power in the universe. After gathering all the soul energy and exploding, no demon can withstand such an impact.

Powerful demons like Beelzebub and Azazel were instantly seriously injured, while weaker demons were instantly reduced to ashes in a void of white light.

More importantly, the tower at the edge of the explosion range was directly blown away, rolled several times on the ground, and fell into the smoke and dust.

Like the most innocent road pile lying on the roadside in a series of rear-end collisions.

All the Schillers in the tower were like clothes in a washing machine. They were tumbling violently, their heads were bruised and bleeding, and they all fell to the ground helplessly.

The disgraced Schiller climbed up from the ground, stretched out one hand to grab the railing, put his upper body on the railing, spit out a mouthful of ashes, and coughed twice.

Then, a pair of smooth leather shoes appeared in his field of vision.

Conspiracy Schiller raised his head and looked up the suit pants. He saw the suit jacket dyed dark red, the tie that was still meticulously tied, and finally, DC Schiller's ferocious smile.

DC Schiller stood on the railing in the middle of the toppled tower, overlooking Schiller who was swaying on the ground at his feet, and showed an extremely satisfied smile.

You will die without saving your life, huh?

Behind him, a hand with a white coat sleeve stretched out tremblingly, and Marvel Schiller's sad and angry voice echoed in the tower:

I have said it before... He is the smallest-minded among us!!!!!!!

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