Chapter 1510 C: Twilight Event (XVI)

Chapter 1503 C Twilight Event (Sixteen)

Gabriel, who controlled Constantine's body and rushed out of the alley, had a horrified look on his face. Before the wound he had faked could heal, two more scratches from the vampire's claws appeared on his back and face.

Gabriel was an archangel after all, so he was not invincible against Cain. However, in order to set up this trap for Batman, he forcibly inserted the most important core fragment that sealed the angry spirit into the body he controlled. Since this fragment could seal the angry spirit of God, it would definitely affect his use of power, and the result was that he was caught in a dilemma.

If he gave up Constantine's body and left it to Bruce, Bruce would definitely find a way to take out the core fragment and save Constantine's body, but if he didn't give it up, he would have to be trapped in this body and get beaten.

A holy light formed a barrier, and three claw marks flashed in the blood mist. With a "crash", the barrier shattered into pieces, and the weak holy light disappeared almost instantly, and Constantine's body was hit again.

Generally, the claws of vampires only cause wounds, but Cain learned how to use blood magic from Lilith. The blood mist condensed by it will penetrate into the body through the wounds. In order to prevent Constantine's body from collapsing and continue to stay as a bargaining chip to threaten Batman, Gabriel had to divide his strength to expel the blood toxins from his body.

After a while, Gabriel had several more wounds on his body. The blood mist continued to invade Constantine's body and even began to devour Gabriel's holy light power.

Gabriel's angry and terrified expression was frozen in the picture. The dim lights in the theater made the picture brighter. Rows of seats extended backwards, and in the center of the last row sat two familiar figures.

One of them was the arrogant Schiller, and the other was a gentleman with a kind face wearing a black tuxedo. His arrogant expression seemed calm, but there was a hint of imperceptible joy in his eyes. The lowered brows of the honest and kind old man showed that he was brewing anger.

In the theater of the Mind Tower, the picture on the huge screen switched again, this time to Bruce. He didn't even leave the alley. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, watching a vampire and an angel fighting with relish.

As dusk fell, the golden-red light reflected on Schiller's pupils, like the grand sunset reflected on Gotham and the river.

A few weeks ago, Schiller, who was about to leave Gotham for an academic conference in Washington, came to the Gotham Cathedral one evening before departure.

The old priest Daniel received him very warmly. After the two of them exchanged greetings for a while, the old priest went to complete his other work, and Schiller stood alone under the statue of Jesus suffering in the center of the cathedral auditorium and began to pray.

"Almighty, great, merciful God, I prayed to you before dinner because I am about to travel far away. I feel ashamed of your kindness for my hesitation over the past few years, but thanks to your guidance, everything has a good result."

"My student Bruce Wayne graduated with excellent grades, and I can finally leave the city of Gotham to find my old friends and reminisce with them. This is all your grace, I..."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew into the auditorium, and the statue of Jesus made a few "clicking" sounds, but Schiller seemed not to hear it and continued to pray.

"I tell you with great piety that I have made great progress in my education career. You taught me in the Bible, 'You should teach your children diligently. Whether you sit at home, walk by the way, lie down, or get up, you should talk about it.' So I can't wait to share this joy with you..."

"But unfortunately, I didn't do 'the most important thing for children should be that they grow up to love God above all else'. If there is a chance, I will definitely teach him to be pious. Of course, you once said..."

"Enough!"

A low voice full of anger came from the statue of Jesus, followed by a tone of gnashing teeth.

"Schiller! Even if your students graduate with honors, you don't have to pray more than 400 times in three days, right??!! Are you sick?!"

Schiller was not surprised at all. He just cleared his throat, continued to draw a cross on his chest and said: "The little achievements I have made are all due to the guidance of the merciful Lord. Oh, how could I forget that the merciful Lord's own son seems to be running away from home..."

A shadow fell behind Schiller. Schiller turned his head and saw an old man at the door of the Gotham Church. His silhouette looked even more ordinary under the afterglow of the sunset, but Schiller called out his honorific name: "The Supreme God 'Presence' (The Presence)."

God's face was almost as dark as the daily sky in Gotham. He walked in front of Schiller with a gentleman's cane and said as if he could no longer bear it: "Can you not start and end with 'God' and 'Lord' every time you mention Bruce Wayne's excellent graduation?! You call me more than a hundred times a day on average. When did you become so pious?! Arrogant!"

Schiller raised his chin slightly and said with a smile: "Please believe me, great Lord, although I am the only one in this world who is not your creation, I believe in you more devoutly than anyone else."

And God replied unhappily: "Only within a week after Bruce Wayne graduated?"

"Don't say that, Your Majesty, you see, even if I represent the characteristics of arrogance, I will still show you my piety because of certain things. Don't care what I do, just tell me whether praying more than a hundred times a day is pious or not."

"It's considered harassment!" God's tone became worse.

Of course, in fact, this matter alone is not a serious provocation. God is omniscient and omnipotent, so he can naturally receive prayers from everyone. It's not only good people who pray. Many people who have done bad things will pray to God in order to appease their conscience or hope to get rid of the crime.

Today, when religion is gradually becoming entertainment, some prayers are simply unbearable, and God doesn't care at all.

Many people think that there is nothing special about Batman graduating from Schiller as an outstanding graduate. After hearing about this, Schiller's friends were very happy for both of them, but that was only because they did not understand how special Batman was, but God did.

So, after all, the Joker could let Batman receive treatment from him and then graduate with excellence from him, but God could only watch his son running around the world, going everywhere but not going home.

Does God have a way to get Lucifer back? In fact, there is, and he has many ways, but does he have a way to make Lucifer come back willingly and be reluctant to leave when he is about to leave? He really has no way.

Perhaps some people will say that with the power of the Supreme God, can't Lucifer be brainwashed or reshaped to become a traditional kind of pious angel?

But God will also fall into a philosophical dilemma. How many parts of an old ship should be replaced to become a new ship? After the part of Lucifer that yearns for freedom is eliminated, is he still Lucifer?

God still has a headache because although it has been unknown how many billions of years, for God, his son ran away from home and had a big fight with his brother, which happened almost the day before yesterday.

In other words, this is equivalent to an unlucky father who had a big fight with his rebellious son the day before, causing him to run away from home. The next day, the neighbor next door called day and night to say that his child graduated from a prestigious university with excellent grades, and kept saying "thanks to your advice, I can educate so successfully".

God was so angry that he pulled out several of his beards in one day.

Of course, he was angry, but God actually knew the relationship between the Joker and Batman the most, or in other words, this was an area that he could not fully control, so he naturally knew how amazing it was that Schiller, as a former Joker, could make Batman make such a change for him.

In between the hundreds of harassing calls from Schiller, God had carefully thought about how Schiller did it. He looked through the historical message records and found that this might not be suitable for him and Lucifer.

Batman and the Joker tortured each other, which at most would bring disaster to Gotham, and Gotham happened to be rotten to the core, so the rest was all room for improvement. But if God and Lucifer tortured each other, would the whole world be better?

God suspected that Schiller had a solution, but he didn't want to ask, because he knew as well as Lucifer that Schiller hated everyone equally, including God, and his way of mediating the relationship between the two parties was not to cure the mad one, but to make both parties crazy, such as him and Batman.

Yes, in God's view, in the relationship between Schiller and Batman, although both were crazy, Batman was relatively more normal. He was just more paranoid than ordinary people, while Schiller's madness was more creative.

It is hard to say that Schiller cured Batman in the mutual torture over the past few years. It is more like he made Batman crazier, and then the two could understand each other in the same level of madness. People who don't know the truth will think this is a successful case, but God will not be fooled by him.

Then, God appeared in the Gotham Cathedral and said to Schiller standing in front of the pulpit: "Stop reading Bruce and talk about Lucifer."

"I can't make him go back to heaven willingly." Schiller said to God very bluntly.

God was also choked by his bluntness. He thought Schiller would analyze their father-son relationship at length, but it seemed that Schiller didn't intend to do so.

"Do you think I will analyze the relationship between you and him at length, find out the problem between you and him, and then guide you to get along with him better?" Schiller tapped the table next to him with his fingertips and said: "That's the work of a psychologist, I don't have the patience."

God held his cane and waited for his next words. Schiller shook his head and said: "I am more accustomed to achieving my goals directly, no matter what method is used."

"I know you want him to go back voluntarily because it can prove that he loves you, but the fact is that he can go back voluntarily for you or for love."

Schiller turned his head to look at the church glass windows that were shining brightly in the twilight, and said, "Hate always lasts longer than love. If I were not the Joker that Batman hates the most, he would not change because of me."

"Love is only half of the truth of manipulation, the other half is hate - love and hate are intertwined, life and death are entangled, and only when they owe each other and both sides suffer will it never end."