Chapter 1007: Who Can Make Shiler Break Defense (Part 2)

Shiler took a few quick and short breaths, pursed his lips, and then looked up at Constantine, saying: "Are you crazy?? ！！"

He bit the word "crazy" very hard, then wrinkled the muscles around his nose, kept his jaw stiff after his teeth slightly opened, and the words seemed to be blown out of his throat by the air.

"Tearing a complete soul?! You are truly crazy! Constantine..." Shiler took a deep breath as if remembering something, and muttered to himself: "That is the most painful thing in the world. No one would take the initiative to do such a stupid thing..."

Shiler looked at Constantine's soul in the ball of light again, until he saw wounds he was familiar with on the edge of Constantine's soul. He was too familiar with that kind of wound because in the past few days, he had been repeatedly tearing at such wounds, wanting to stick together with another piece of fragment.

The difference was that the shapes of each of Shiler's personality trait fragments were different, just like a vase that was suddenly shattered, while the wounds possessed by Constantine's soul fragments were more like being artificially cut out.

And this made Shiler feel even more incredible. It was absolutely impossible for anyone to live and cut their soul into two pieces.

Dissociative identity disorder, although possessing multiple personalities, was more like giving birth. The host personality, because of some trauma, didn't want to face reality, so it bred another personality in the body. This process wasn't too painful, and after completion, the host personality could even use this to escape reality.

However, cutting the soul directly wouldn't result in another personality; that would directly make a person crazy and unable to control their body directly anymore. If special methods weren't used, they would never be able to live normally in society. Shiler had already learned this lesson.

But now, a living example appeared before him. Constantine, a damn rotten person, a fool, a piece of rotten mud who didn't learn anything, completed a miracle in the field of psychology and mental illness. He lived and tore his soul into two halves.

"I was indeed trying to make you pay the price for your broccoli prank..." Shiler said in a hoarse and dry voice, and he paused, but the second half of the sentence still didn't come out.

Just as Shiler was staring at the ball of light of Constantine's soul in a daze, Lucifer suddenly withdrew his hand, the ball of light disappeared, Shiler raised his eyes, and stared at him with dangerous eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, all of this has nothing to do with me."

"Things are like this. One night, I was sleeping soundly, and Constantine came to me. I was also surprised to see his state. He asked me to use a container that stores souls to store his soul and bring him to see you."

"He said he wanted to apologize to you." Lucifer looked at Shiler and said: "He told me that his subsequent mental state might not be suitable for rational telling, so he hoped I could convey it to you on his behalf."

"He didn't expect that broccoli would cause you such great harm. Hurting friends was not his original intention, but since the harm had already been caused, someone must pay the price for it. He didn't know whether the price he paid would satisfy you, but this indeed was already the most heavy and painful lesson he could endure."

"In addition, he asked me to tell you that Batman and Zatanna are two fools, but this matter has nothing to do with them at all. He said he knew you wouldn't let anyone in this matter go so easily."

"But just like what you once did..." Lucifer looked at Shiler with those shining eyes and said: "He is willing to pay off the price his friends, Batman and Zatanna, have to pay for him."

"From now on, you will never see Constantine again. He will sink into the deepest part of the dream realm, guarding the key to the dream realm left by Morpheus in the dream within a dream, until the arrival of the next Dream God."

"In addition, he also said..."

"Stop talking!" Shiler took a deep breath until his chest was completely filled. Seeing that Lucifer still wanted to open his mouth, he lifted his lips and let the words flow from between his teeth: "I said, shut up."

"Constantine? Ha?" Shiler's complexion became paler and paler, but his speaking speed became faster and faster: "Who does he think he is, a savior?"

"Your state is not very good." Lucifer frowned and looked at Shiler. His tone was already very tactful because now Shiler's state was not just bad. Although Lucifer didn't know much about psychology, he could see that Shiler was hovering on the edge of a breakdown.

Shiler frowned painfully, narrowed his eyes, and slowly knelt down halfway, covering his chest as if he couldn't breathe. Batman and Clark, who were arguing beside him, noticed his situation, immediately flew over, and then they heard Shiler say in a low voice with an incoherent tone:

"Very... good... you found a... good knife..."

Batman frowned fiercely. He turned to look at Lucifer and then said: "We can go back ourselves, but you must resurrect Shiler because his body has already died."

"He must leave here now and go to the hospital for regular treatment. You also saw that his soul and his personality fragments are not very stable."

Lucifer paused, sighed, and said: "Fine, then I will first..."

And just at this time, Shiler stood up shakily. He tried hard to open his eyes, looked at Lucifer, and said: "Those demon lords who harass the human world every day and want to make you return to hell have all been blown into serious injuries."

"Hell will have a long period of peace. You will no longer be harassed and can concentrate on doing your things in the human world."

"I helped you solve a biggest trouble. As a reward, shouldn't you... resurrect me?"

Lucifer tilted his head, looked into Shiler's eyes, and said: "... What are you talking about?"

"Do you think such a price is not enough? It seems that the resurrection price here is more expensive than I thought, but it doesn't matter..."

"Oh, you said you helped me solve the trouble? Then thank you very much, I am just having a headache for this." Lucifer shrugged and revealed a smile, saying: "Many other friends of mine want to help me, but they always can't help at the right point, and sometimes they are adding chaos. Only you, always understand what I want best. This is the tacit understanding of old friends, right?"

"Let's go, I'll send you back. I really don't know how you got yourself into this state. Although hell is dangerous, it shouldn't be this terrifying, right?" Lucifer looked around and said again:

"I see, only Belial didn't come. Did he make you like this? Don't worry, in two days, I will kick him out of his palace and guarantee to help you vent your anger..."

After saying this, Lucifer supported Shiler's arm and was about to take him flying, but Shiler shook off his hand and said: "So, what is the exact price? You must tell me, so next time I can..."

"What price?" Lucifer's eyebrows were high on one side and low on the other, revealing an extremely surprised expression, saying: "Are you talking about resurrection? How can there be any price for resurrection? In this world, except for me, no one can resurrect others at will."

"And except for my friends, I won't resurrect anyone at will. You don't really think that if someone makes an offer, I will fulfill his wish like a wishing pool, right? I am Lucifer Morningstar!"

Suddenly, Lucifer paused. Light flashed in his eyes, and he looked forward along the timeline.

Then, he stiffened, walked to Shiler, looked into his eyes, and said: "... You represent Pride?"

"What a coincidence, I am too." Lucifer tilted his head, stared straight into Shiler's eyes, and said: "Now, I know what is going on."

"You think that it is impossible for us to really care about you, so you prepared sufficient rewards for everyone."

"You paid off Constantine's debts for him. On the surface, you wanted to make him feel guilty, but in fact, you still gave him health and vitality."

"You dragged Batman to hell. On the surface, you wanted to warn him not to enter your inner space at will, but in fact, you prepared Belial's energy for him."

"You calculated the time of being out of contact, let Oliver come to find you, acting as a knife for you to deal with demon lords, but in fact, you prepared the struggle experience in the mine and the practical experience of infrastructure for him."

"You let Clark blow all the demon lords into serious injuries, reneging on the debts you inherited from Constantine, but in fact, you gave him an extremely rare opportunity to hone his fighting skills with opponents of the same power level."

"You used the commotion in hell to attract me over so that I would resurrect you, but in fact, you cleared out the demon lords who were not capable but were the most noisy, letting me have a period of quiet."

"Every link in your plan, although different, is actually completely consistent."

"According to different characteristics, you used all the friends you know to the extreme, and then gave them the rewards you thought they needed, reaching a seemingly happy ending for everyone."

Lucifer shook his head gently, looked at Shiler's complexion, which was pale to the extreme, and said: "And now, the reason why you are so weak and painful is because you found that your friends neither care about being used by you nor need your rewards."

"Substituting others with yourself, never humble, never repent."

"Pride, Pride, Pride..." Lucifer moved his gaze away from Shiler and looked at the sky in the distance of hell, saying in a low tone:

"We are so similar, so one day, you will learn the truth of the secret that has circulated in heaven, hell, and the human world for a long time—how exactly did I fall from heaven?"

"I didn't hesitate to throw away the glory of the Morningstar and jump down from heaven to become a dirty devil in hell. You thought I hated God."

"But, that jump back then was actually because I thought God loved the world but didn't love me... But he loved me."

【Speaking of which, the best app for reading and listening to books currently is the source-switching app,. huanyuanapp, Android and Apple are both available.】

"I will never repent, so I deserve to fall."

In Lucifer's low and distant words, Shiler had already walked to the edge of the steps. He stood higher than everyone else, looking down at Batman, Clark, Oliver, Zatanna, Lucifer, and Constantine, and said:

"I always felt before that in order to live in a normal society, I had been pretending to be an ordinary person, but now it seems..." Shiler dragged out a long tone and then opened his arms.

At this moment, everyone in front of him extended their hands, wanting to grab him.

But Shiler fell from the steps and fell into the gate of the high tower, like a leaf in late autumn that was light but carried the power of ten thousand jun.

With a "bang," the gate closed, leaving only Shiler's last sentence:

"I am just an ordinary person, you are the madmen."

The next second, Batman sat up from the chair. He was stunned for a few seconds in a daze. The mysterious experience was like a big dream.

But instantly, he stood up at a very fast speed, rushed out of the door, and headed toward the telephone booth in his memory.

When Batman arrived at the entrance of the alley, Shiler stood up in a burst of light. The wounds on his body all disappeared, and he completely recovered his health. Batman breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, Shiler closed his eyes and fell into the pool of his own blood that had already dried up.

Like an ordinary person, he fell into a coma. ===== CHAPTER 1008 =====