Chapter 1006: Who Can Make Shiler Break Defense (Part 2)

From Batman's perspective, his relationship with Clark couldn't be considered pleasant. After all, back at the Mayor's mansion, everyone had their own ulterior motives, and there was a very similar but not quite fitting aura between them. When they didn't know much about each other, Batman always felt very awkward.

However, from Clark's perspective, his cooperation with Batman was very pleasant. The two were friends. Although they couldn't reach a complete consensus on certain issues, overall, both were justice-oriented. If they continued to understand each other deeply, they would definitely be able to become good friends and partners on the road of justice.

Thus, upon discovering that Batman had actually transformed into a monster and had also caught his professor Shiler, Clark felt double the anger. He felt betrayed.

Back at the Mayor's mansion in Metropolis, Clark could very clearly feel that Shiler's relationship with Batman was better.

In Clark's eyes, Shiler must be a conscientious and responsible good teacher who constantly guided Batman, and now Batman had actually kidnapped his teacher and tortured him like this. Clark instantly burned with anger.

Although Superman at this period was indeed slightly simple, in fact, his judgment didn't have any major problems. After all, anyone who saw such a terrifying monster holding a severely wounded ordinary human in his hand wouldn't have a more reasonable speculation.

"Batman! You inhuman monster! You actually hurt your teacher?!" Clark was going crazy with anger. While roaring, he swung his fist at Batman. With a "bang," he hit Batman's wing, causing it to tilt. He roared angrily again:

"How could you do such a thing?! This is against human ethics and morality. You will kill your teacher!"

"I didn't hurt him." Batman said while engaging in a tangle with Clark. However, even if his condition was slightly better, he wasn't someone good at explaining, and more importantly, he didn't want to explain to Clark.

From Batman's perspective, he wasn't familiar with Clark at all, and he felt that Clark shouldn't be familiar with Shiler either. So what exactly was Clark in such a hurry for?

In Batman's view, Clark was like a greenhorn who didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, only knowing how to rush over and swing his fists. It was simply inexplicable.

Batman and Superman had a very subtle relationship, similar to that between a researcher and a security guard.

Batman was driven by reason, feeling that everything should be figured out from the beginning, the logical order, and then carefully planned to ensure nothing went wrong.

But Superman was more easily driven by emotion. If something didn't make sense emotionally, then no matter what kind of ins and outs it had, he couldn't accept it.

When such two people collided, Batman was too lazy to explain, feeling that Superman was inexplicable. Superman was incomparably angry, feeling that Batman was heartless. Misunderstandings between the two were always generated like this, and also dissipated like this. And this time was their first collision.

The huge bat monster discovered that an overly large body size wouldn't give any advantage in the process of confronting an opponent like Superman. Thus, Batman also returned to human form.

It was just that Batman's soul strength was also at its peak. Thus, a very shocking scene appeared above hell: Batman competed with Superman in physical strength, and the two went back and forth in mid-air, evenly matched.

Oliver and Zatanna tried to persuade them to stop. Although Oliver borrowed Zatanna's light and could fly, he still had the soul strength of an ordinary person and couldn't participate in the struggle between the two monsters at all.

Zatanna could rely on reverse magic to pull them apart, but the previous deployment of the portal consumed a lot of physical strength, making her attention not very focused. The effect of the magic wasn't very good. After pulling the two apart, they would soon fight together again.

And at this time, the high tower, which had become a roller, suddenly opened its gate. Pride Shiler climbed out from inside, stood on the edge of the original threshold, and looked up at the scene in the sky.

It had to be said that watching these two non-human monsters fight was still quite interesting. But Superman's vision was indeed very strong. The moment he captured Shiler, he immediately stopped his hand movements and flew toward Shiler.

"My god! Professor, are you okay?!" Clark shouted while flying. Soon, he stopped in front of Shiler. He flew around Shiler, looked Shiler up and down from head to toe, and then said in shock and anger: "What is going on? ！！ Why are there so many wounds on your body? ！！"

"... Are these knife wounds? And here at the collarbone... God! Has this been penetrated??! And where did all this blood come from?!" Clark gasped and said: "My god! Why is there such a deep wound on your back? You have lost too much blood, you must go to emergency care immediately!!!"

"Clark, I'm fine. You and Batman have reunited after a long time. You can go find him to have a good sparring session. After all, you don't meet many opponents with strength equivalent to yours. This should be able to hone your fighting skills."

Shiler shook his head calmly. He just wanted to speak, but Clark had already rushed in front of him, anxiously saying: "How can this be fine?? These are life-threatening wounds!"

"Professor, you are definitely not that kind of old antique who avoids the doctor, right? Anyone with a little first-aid common sense knows that your blood loss has reached a very dangerous level. You must go to the hospital immediately!!!"

"Oh, wait, does hell have a hospital? But you must stop the bleeding first!" Clark was already a bit incoherent with anxiety. He pulled Shiler and wanted to fly up, but fearing to pull on Shiler's wounds, his hand movements paused.

Afterward, he stood in place and covered his face, saying: "I really don't understand how this could happen. I really don't like seeing people get hurt, especially you, Professor."

Clark put down his hand, stared at Shiler with those deep blue eyes. Shiler saw that Clark's eye sockets were red, just like a red sun rising from the vast ocean. Clark said with a bit of choking:

"You were subjected to torture and interrogation, right? They actually dared to hurt you like this? ！！ Hurt a kind professor who has always been thinking about the poor people? ！！ How could they be so cruel?? ！！"

Clark covered his eyes again and said: "... Sorry, I'm a bit excited, but I'm really too sad. If I were sitting by Martha's side now, I would definitely have cried out."

Shiler opened his mouth. The words to explain his plan were already on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't find a good opening opportunity because Clark looked like he was really going to cry.

The finger Shiler pressed on his lips trembled slightly. He turned his head away, not looking at Clark's eyes, took a deep breath, and cast his attention elsewhere, but his complexion looked even paler.

"I might be sentimental by nature, but I feel sad for every person who suffers, especially my friends and teachers. Professor, when you were in Metropolis, you comforted me when I felt sad and anxious."

"Later, when I couldn't figure out many problems, your letters also helped me a lot..." Clark lowered his head, the muscles below the corners of his mouth twitched constantly, and his Adam's apple moved up and down constantly, looking like he was choking.

But afterward, he took a deep breath, turned back to look at Batman, and roared: "Batman！！！！!"

"Wait, Clark, there is some misunderstanding here. Actually, this is our plan because I need to merge..."

"Is this the Superman power you are proud of?" Batman flew in front of Clark, looked into his eyes, and said: "Without the innate powerful strength, you are nothing. Your fighting skills are terrible."

"You heartless monster!" Clark gritted his teeth and said: "The high-level skills you learned are all used by you to persecute others, you damn paranoid!"

"But your not-so-high-level skills haven't truly protected anyone either." Batman didn't show weakness.

Shiler extended his hand and pressed his brow. He felt the twitching of his fingertips, so he turned around and wanted to return to the high tower.

But at this time, he suddenly heard a light sound of "ta," just like someone snapping their fingers.

Instantly, dark clouds covered the sky of hell, a pair of huge golden eyes flickered, and all the demons that were still alive bowed down one after another, calling "Satan."

Huge gray wings brought up a whirlwind, and the blond Lucifer appeared above the high tower. Shiler narrowed his eyes, revealing a successful smile.

Lucifer hovered in mid-air, looked around at the scene, clicked his tongue, didn't express any emotions, and at this time, he turned his head and cast his gaze on Shiler.

Seeing Shiler's current state, Lucifer's pupils shrank, but soon, he returned to normal and flew down slowly, arriving in front of Shiler. Shiler just wanted to open his mouth to say something, but Lucifer revealed a smile and then said to him: "I want to show you something interesting."

Lucifer extended a hand, and a golden ball of light appeared in his hand. In the ball of light, the light rippled, and a face familiar to Shiler appeared. That was Constantine.

But what made Shiler feel a bit surprised was that it was half a Constantine. He only had the left half of his face, but he could still speak.

"Shiler, I know, you were just trying to get back at me for all that broccoli, so you had to jump into hell to taste my debt. This was all your plan, just to make me feel guilty."

Shiler stared at Constantine's face, revealed a wicked smile, and said: "That's right. But even if I told you this plan in advance, you would still feel guilty because you are a good person, and I am a psychologist."

"... Let me guess how you feel now." Shiler began to pace on the narrow steps, just like dancing on the edge of a cliff. He used a brisk tone like the autumn harvest and said:

"Pain, guilt, confusion... You remembered all those friends who gave their lives for you. Without the pain of the flesh, your guilt toward them is like a knife, constantly cutting your heart."

"And at the same time, you can no longer use the pain of the flesh to numb yourself, because your healthy and young body now is exchanged with my soul."

Suddenly, Shiler stopped his movements. He looked at Constantine and said: "You see me standing here well, you should feel very angry, right?"

"This was all just a scam. I pretended to help you pay off your debts and fell into hell, but in fact, all the demons were played by me."

"I promised them that I would repay all your debts, but now, they have all been blown away by some helicopter engine I brought here. My willingness to repay debts is very strong, it's just that they no longer have the opportunity to collect debts."

After saying this, Shiler looked into the distance, where several surviving big demons were gathered in a group, looking toward here. Feeling Shiler's gaze, they all took a step back together. Shiler revealed a smile and said: "And the remaining ones who have the opportunity to collect debts, I'm afraid they don't have this willingness either."

"I didn't pay anything, but I made you feel like a knife for so long. Constantine, is pranking fun? Do you want to do it again?"

Shiler spread his hands and said: "But it was just a joke between friends. I'm sorry, I didn't know you would be so uncomfortable..."

Shiler stared at Constantine's half face, but didn't see any angry expression on Constantine's face. On the contrary, Constantine closed his eyes, revealed an extremely painful expression, and then said:

"I feel very sorry for the harm caused to you by my inappropriate prank. Perhaps you won't believe these words, but I have never wanted to hurt any of my friends."

"You didn't pay the price for this because you have the ability to control these demons, but not every friend of mine has such ability..." Constantine's tone was a bit trembling. He said: "If this happened to someone else, perhaps I would never see him again."

"And all this had no noble meaning, just because of a childish and ridiculous prank of mine." Constantine took a deep breath, and when he exhaled, he kept trembling. He paused and said: "Thank you for having such powerful strength, so that I didn't have to pay a greater price for it."

"But please believe that I have already been punished enough. Not just the torture of the heart, that is far from enough, far from enough to warn me not to make such stupid mistakes again."

Constantine opened his eyes, looked at Shiler with only one eye, and said: "I tore my soul into two halves, washed away the memory of one half, let him become my brother Thomas, and then, I gave the body to him."

"From now on, the healthy, young, and energetic Constantine you created is no longer the rotten person I am who is beyond redemption, but an excellent, cheerful, and past... Thomas Constantine without any haze."

Shiler was stunned in place.

"...... What did you say? ！！！！!" ===== CHAPTER 1007 =====