Chapter 4233

"I'm not joking, you are really a failure as a ghost." The agent said, "It's true that you are a ghost for the first time, but haven't you watched horror movies? Look at the ghosts in those horror movies, appearing for dozens of minutes, killing dozens of people. Look at you again, how many days have we been here? Where are you? Even if you went to Hawaii for a vacation, you should be back by now?!"

"Every day is finding clues, finding clues, listening to dialogue, listening to dialogue, the plot is smelly and long, and you can't skip it. Giving clues is also given in segments, a little bit here and a little bit there. Like this, you buy a plane ticket to Gotham on the East Coast now, go to Arkham Asylum to find Edward Nygma, kick him out, and you go be the Riddler!"

"A perfectly good ghost, you either scare people or kill people. You've been here for almost a week, and you only came up with a resurrection incident. I can see it, you are indeed a bumpkin, but if you have worked in a big city for a few days, you will know that your performance will be fired in two days!"

"You actually have the nerve to ask me why I shot. If I didn't shoot, could you sit here and chat with me until dark?!"

The agent shook the gun in his hand and then said: "This is not a gun, this is my homemade plot skip button!!!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The agent fired five shots in a row, directly hitting Peter out of the church door. He said while holding the gun: "Still coming to the church, do you think it's more artistic to fight here? Guess how many holes are in Jesus' body???"

The evil spirit finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and let out a roar. Peter's flesh visibly burst out with black energy, and after letting out an extremely terrifying scream, he pounced on the agent.

The agent had already put away the gun. He didn't be polite to the evil spirit either, his power was fully activated, and he hit it with an iron mountain lean. With a bang, the two collided, and the agent actually pressed the evil spirit under his body, swung his fist and hit.

Bang!

"I'll let you engage in child marriage!"

Bang!

"I'll let you engage in a cult!"

Bang!

"You damn..."

Before the evil spirit could curse, the agent grabbed his neck, and with a snap, twisted his cervical spine.

Then he stood up from Peter's body, exhaled and said: "Sorry, Peter, but this is the only way to pass the level."

He looked up at his health bar, which was clearly bottomed out. Because he not only said some things unrelated to the plot, but also used his own power. After all, his kind of power is not really a superpower, it is not externally given, but his own muscle limit release, so the system can only deduct health, and cannot stop him from using it.

And just at the moment when the health bar bottomed out, the whole small town was suddenly covered with dark clouds. The agent saw many people walking out of the empty houses; accurately speaking, they were many dried corpses.

They seemed to have just crawled out of the mud, and their bodies were covered with mud and dust. That long-decayed body moved sluggishly like a living person, looking extremely weird.

They approached the agent quickly, and the evil spirit controlling Peter's body let out an angry roar, directing these dried corpses to attack the agent.

The agent held the gun against his body, with a snap, loaded it with one hand, smiled and said: "That's right, baby."

Bruce and Peter in the spiritual world finally finished dealing with the corpse. Just when returning to the town, they suddenly discovered that the people on the road were gone.

"Did they go home?" Peter looked around somewhat puzzled and said, "Why is there no one?"

They ran to the center of the town hurriedly, and then witnessed a shocking scene: the people here were disappearing one by one.

They were still standing on the side of the street chatting, their expressions relaxed, talking and laughing, and then their bodies gradually became transparent until they disappeared without a trace, looking very scary.

"My god, what is this?!" Peter couldn't help but turn around and look around.

But Bruce observed more, and he said: "They seem to be withdrawing. They... could it be that they are returning to the real world?!"

"However, they are already dead in the real world, right???" Peter said puzzled. "Could it be that someone is still alive?!"

"They are indeed dead, but don't forget that the evil spirit has the ability to control corpses. And as part of the spiritual world controlled by the evil spirit, they might also be able to control their own corpses."

"But why do they want to return to the real world?" Peter rushed to a person, he reached out to grab that person, but only touched a void, and the other party seemed to be completely unaware.

"It means something happened in the real world." Bruce didn't make such a futile attempt; he said to Peter, "Schiller must know what's going on, let's go find him."

"But where do we find him?"

"Follow me."

They ran all the way to the church entrance, and very unexpectedly, they saw the Hunter in the chapel. The other party was like doing worship, standing in front of the pulpit without moving.

"Schiller?" Bruce called out tentatively.

The Hunter turned around. Bruce felt a chill down his back the moment he saw those desolate eyes, and he thought: if he didn't know Schiller, he would definitely think he was an evil spirit. Anyone would think so. Or rather, this evil spirit who has yet to appear might not necessarily be as scary as Schiller.

He didn't know why it was like this, just had a hunch. Bruce thought that ghosts are something very far from people; although they try hard to disguise themselves as something similar to people, such as possessing normal people or appearing in the form of human-shaped ghosts, it can be seen from various small details that they are not people at all. Even the most cunning ghost cannot escape Batman's eyes.

But Schiller looks like a person in every aspect; you can't see any flaws in him, but there is some natural crisis consciousness and intuition telling you: he is not a person, he is some kind of unknown creature.

And even Batman couldn't find the source of this early warning; this is a kind of thinking that is not controlled by him, making Batman realize that his control over his own thoughts is actually not as perfect as he imagined. But perhaps precisely because of this, it allowed him to escape a disaster.

"It's angry." The Hunter said, "It is letting the believers go to the real world. You should go back too."

"How do I go back?"

"It didn't discover you, so you will also be kicked out by it soon. You should wake up soon."

"What about Peter?"

"He can't leave." The Hunter shook his head and said, "His body in the real world has very likely been killed; if he goes back, he can only control the corpse, which won't be a good feeling. Besides, it's better for him to stay."

"What are you guys going to do?"

"It made a wrong decision, a big mistake."

Bruce saw that the moment Schiller's words fell, his slightly scattered eyes began to gradually focus, as if he suddenly saw something.

And that thing also saw him.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss is also gazing into you. At this moment, Bruce realized that Schiller is the abyss.

Schiller turned and walked out. Bruce looked back at him, but before he could see what he was going to do, his figure also began to gradually become transparent. The entire consciousness world was blank. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Kent's face.

"My god, you've been in a coma for almost two days!" Kent was full of anxiety and worry, and he said, "I wanted to find medicine for you, but I was afraid that something would attack you. You finally woke up!"

Bruce just wanted to speak, when he was hugged by Kent. The other party was very forceful, squeezing his chest in pain, so Bruce could only say somewhat weakly: "Let go of me first."

"I'm really sorry," Kent said, "I didn't really want to hurt you. Please believe this, Bruce. I really didn't!"

Looking at Kent's excited expression, Bruce smiled helplessly. He knew Kent wasn't just referring to the dungeon, but he just said: "I believe you, Clark. Can you find me some water?"

"Our water is all gone." Kent said, "I found a family and got some water, here."

Bruce took it and took a sip, and then was stunned: this water also has a problem. There seems to be stimulants in the water too. Could it be that he hasn't woken up yet?

He looked Kent up and down, but he was very sure that this was indeed Clark Kent, and it shouldn't be an evil spirit impersonating him. It turns out that the water source in the town in the real world also has a problem?

He didn't discover it before because his profession in this dungeon was running a supermarket, and of course, he would bring some supplies when exploring here. He brought a lot of mineral water, and he was cautious, generally not eating or drinking outside. He didn't touch the water Aunt Kane gave him before, so naturally, he couldn't discover it.

Then he looked at Kent, who might have already drunk a lot of water. He was a bit worried, but suddenly thought again: Kryptonians don't seem to be afraid of stimulants, right?

No, Superman doesn't seem to be a Kryptonian now, because he doesn't have any Kryptonian abilities. However, after all, he used to possess a super brain, and the agitation threshold of a super brain is much higher than that of humans, so even if he is a bit agitated, Kent might not be able to feel it.

But Bruce still reminded: "This water might have a problem, drink less of it."

"Ah?" Kent said somewhat surprised, "But if I don't drink this, there is no other water, and I don't feel there is any problem."

"Alright, it's fine to drink a bit." Bruce shook his head and said.

"Why are you like this again?" Kent pouted, looking very aggrieved, and said, "You said the water has a problem, but also said it's fine to drink a bit. Aren't you contradicting yourself? If I drink it and something goes wrong, you'll blame me again. But if I don't drink it, there is no other water to drink..."

Bruce had already discovered what problem Clark would have drinking this water: his agitation performance is emotional excitement plus being a chatterbox. Or rather, most people's agitation performance is this, it's just that when expressed by Clark, it looks a bit cute.

Henry Superman is actually relatively serious among Supermen, and he is not that lively in daily life; drinking some stimulants makes him childish like a child instead. Bruce actually felt he was a bit cute.

Shaking his head hurriedly, Bruce said: "Is there anything abnormal in the town?"

"Abnormal? What's abnormal? I didn't..."

He hadn't even finished speaking when a dried corpse broke through the window and jumped in, letting out a hoarse roar, and scratched Kent's back with one claw. Three deep scratch marks bled continuously, and he let out a painful scream: "Uh!!!!"

Bruce quickly took out a crowbar and smashed it hard on the dried corpse's arm, but this arm was as hard as metal, making a "clang" sound, but it didn't break, just tilted slightly.

But because the attack was ineffective, the dried corpse was not only not repelled, but also took advantage of this gap to get close, and scratched Bruce's neck with one claw, and blood sprayed out instantly.

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