Chapter 1941

Everyone in the screening hall stared at the screen, dumbfounded.

They looked at each other and saw blank expressions on each other's faces. Finally, everyone's gaze focused on Constantine, because it was obvious that he was the expert in occultism.

Constantine also had a blank expression, but his reaction speed was faster than the others. He stood in place and thought quietly for dozens of seconds before speaking cautiously: "I cannot be sure. I have never seen this type of magic circle. It might be a magic circle, but in terms of rune composition, it's a bit too simple."

Constantine stretched out both hands and opened them in front of him, then said: "Runes are usually very complex, not to make things difficult for mages, but to avoid coincidences. It must be something with complex logic; otherwise, wouldn't trademarks and such collide with magic circles?"

"In ancient times, there were indeed some very simple but extremely powerful magic circles, but that usually required very strong power to support."

Bruce continued: "Because if there are no specific runes used to amplify power, the caster themselves must be strong enough. It is the person supporting the magic circle, not the magic circle helping the person."

Constantine widened his eyes and looked at him. Bruce still said very calmly: "I am very sure that among all the runes and magic circles I know, there is no such pattern."

"I have memorized them all." Bruce interrupted Constantine, who was about to open his mouth. Constantine immediately showed an expression of disbelief. Just as he was about to speak, the screen lit up again.

Little Bruce on the screen had already sat up from the operating table and was saying something to Schiller. Owen turned the sound back on, but unlike the clear sound from before, this time there was always some static noise in the sound.

The originally clear screen would also flash with snow static from time to time, as if the transmitted signal had suddenly been interfered with.

Seeing this scene, the people in the viewing gallery certainly couldn't sit idly by. They all looked at Owen. Owen was also a bit confused. He stood aside in a daze, seemingly debugging something.

Suddenly, Owen showed a terrified expression.

His violently constricted pupils gradually dilated. Thomas's shocked face appeared on the television in the dim room, and behind him, the furniture in the Wei En Manor bedroom began to vibrate non-stop.

Thomas hugged the panicked Martha tightly. The two stood up together, rushed out of the camera's view, and after a while, bumped back in, stumbling to pick up the camera.

The perspective shifted violently. The screen flashed with snow static. When it returned to clarity, everything in the entire Wei En Manor had turned into fragments and was floating up.

The camera lens tilted up, and a peculiar castle logo appeared in mid-air. Everything within the field of view was being sucked into the castle logo.

Thomas hugged Martha tightly and hid to the side. He wanted to rush up to retrieve the things that were flying up, but Martha pulled him tightly and said, "Remember our prayer? As long as our child can recover, we are willing to pay everything."

"God heard our prayer. He saved our son, so we should offer a sacrifice!"

Thomas turned his head and glanced at the screen that was gradually floating up. Little Bruce, who was originally lying on the operating table and dying, was now not only able to sit up but had even jumped from the operating table to the ground and was holding Schiller's hand and talking.

He hurriedly began to make the sign of the cross on his chest, praying to God in his mouth. Then the Wei En couple saw a building swaying and floating up on the distant skyline.

That's right, that was Wei En Tower.

All the property owned by the Wei En family turned into fragments and floated up, being absorbed by the castle logo in the sky.

"What on earth is that? It doesn't look like God!" Thomas roared against the strong wind.

"Perhaps it's Heaven." Martha hid in his arms, hugging her husband tightly and saying, "That looks like a castle. Perhaps it's a building in Heaven."

Just then, a fragment flew past Thomas's scalp. Thomas hurriedly leaned down to dodge, but immediately after, a small tree that had been uprooted like a baseball bat swung and hit Thomas on the shoulder.

Thomas let out a scream, and the camera in his hand flew out of his grasp. The perspective rose higher and higher with the high-speed flight, and finally, it was completely interrupted.

On the other side of the screen, the room where Schiller and little Bruce were also began to vibrate, or rather, this entire building began to sway non-stop.

The Batmen and Natasha in the other three rooms, as well as the 'Bat-Bane' who had just completed the first round of the game, were all startled by the sudden shaking.

The change happened too suddenly. The group didn't know if it was the game's design. Although the three had their physical fitness weakened, their sense of balance was still very good. This level of shaking shouldn't have made them fall to the ground.

But at this moment, the shaking of the ground was like some kind of rule. The three people in the other rooms fell to the ground one after another in an extremely comical posture.

Batman slipped and hit his forehead against the wall next to him, raising a large bump. Natasha leaned backward, slid a few steps in place, and then sat on the ground. Bat-Bane supported the ground with one foot, lifted the other, spun twice on the ground, and knocked the table next to him into fragments.

Schiller in the room squatted in place, holding little Bruce. At this moment, little Bruce's image was vastly different from before.

Of course, he had already recovered his health, but people who have been ill for a long time have a kind of 'sickly air', mainly from being tortured to numbness by the pain of illness, lacking the vitality and spirit of a healthy person.

But at this moment, little Bruce not only recovered his vitality, his deep blue eyes were rolling around, and even his gaze had highlights.

And as mentioned before, Bruce Wei En wasn't actually a very cheerful child to begin with. To put it nicely, he was quiet; in fact, he was a bit gloomy and eccentric.

But at this moment, little Bruce's demeanor when talking to Schiller was smiling. Combined with his cute face, he was a lively and cute little boy, looking very likable.

He seemed to be chasing Schiller to ask some questions, but Schiller didn't answer him. Suddenly, he widened his eyes and looked behind Schiller.

The walls of the room were flying up.

And it wasn't just this one room; all the rooms in this entire building, all the structures, whether walls, floors, or ceilings, were all flying up.

Everyone looked up and saw a castle in the sky, and all the flying building fragments were sucked into the huge suction force emitted by the castle logo.

Strangely, the suction was strongest, causing a gale to blow in place, but no building fragments hit anyone, and everyone was unharmed after falling to the ground, at most falling splayed out.

Most shocking of all, Natasha looked down at her hands and found that the wrist she had injured in the first round of the game was no longer bleeding, and the dizziness caused by the blood loss had also disappeared.

Natasha was relatively unlucky. The first round of the game she encountered required blood to balance the scales, so she had to cut her wrist to bleed.

But the second round of the game required great strength to push the sandbags. After Natasha pushed a few times, the wound on her wrist worsened, leaving half her body covered in blood.

And at this moment, she looked down. Never mind the blood, the neckline of the dress Natasha had worn out of the Nehret Manor was slightly low, but at this moment, a piece of cloth had appeared out of thin air on her chest, covering the part below her neck tightly.

Natasha was feeling confused when she suddenly saw a doll gripping the tip of a fragment of the foundation that hadn't flown up yet, screaming.

Natasha widened her eyes and said, "You wouldn't happen to be the killer of this level, would you?"

As soon as the word 'killer' came out, the doll's burlap face humanely showed an extremely terrified expression, and then it disappeared into thin air on the spot.

At this moment, the two Batmen were watching the surrounding floating building fragments very seriously. They were thinking about the reason for all this.

Natasha was still immersed in shock. Schiller was talking to little Bruce in a gentle voice. Only these two Bats had serious expressions and deep temperaments.

With a 'swish', a ray of light flashed. Natasha, Schiller, and little Bruce all turned to look at where the light was emitted. The origin was actually the two Batmen.

After the light dissipated, the suits on both of them had turned pink. The main universe Batman had a colorful cone-shaped hat on his head, with a pink string fixed under his chin, and a bow tied below.

Bat-Bane held a large pile of balloons, wore a red ball used by clowns on his nose, and wore an extra-large doll shoe on his feet.

Natasha also stood up from the ground. Several people looked up at the sky. At this moment, all the fragments of the entire building had flown into the castle. The castle flashed twice, emitted a burst of cheerful music, and then disappeared.

But it wasn't over yet. Several people standing in a wilderness suddenly heard movement behind them. Turning their heads, they saw more buildings floating up on the skyline.

Looking closely, the small wooden house in the forest and the entire forest, the huge Gothic manor, the arena, and the hospital all turned into building fragments and flew up.

Among them were several figures familiar to them. Dick, who had recovered from being meat paste, was screaming non-stop while gripping a tree. The Gem Man, who had already turned to ashes, had parts flying everywhere, stretching out an arm to grab his rolling head. The Nehret family members were all holding onto the hooks of the chandelier, shouting for help in the sky. The purple-skinned goblin seemed to be a step slow and grabbed nothing, only able to roll helplessly in mid-air.

Looking to the other side, there were some building fragments they hadn't seen before. The building fragments on the far left should have come from a school—blackboards, desks, benches, and many books and teaching aids all flew up. The second building might have been an amusement park—merry-go-rounds, Ferris wheels, and a series of amusement facilities all flew into mid-air.

In addition, there were some building fragments whose themes couldn't be identified, as well as several existences that looked like killers but had completely lost their deterrent power, shouting in the sky.

At the same time, Owen's screams echoed in the screening hall and the game world simultaneously.

"My level!!! No!!!!"