Chapter 454: Dazzling Finale (Part 2)

Batman lost control.

Perhaps it was because, in a sense, he had just believed he really killed someone, or perhaps it was because there was content he wanted to escape from in the answer he gave himself in his heart to Schiller's question.

Or perhaps it was because forcing a stop in the process of controlling the black tide caused a greater stimulation to his spirit, to the point where he couldn't control himself.

But in any case, Batman and the black tide outside the mayor's mansion were completely out of control.

Clark, lying on the ground, had already closed his eyes. Schiller's question also had a great stimulation on him. His thinking was in a mess, perhaps also hiding an escaping emotion, unwilling to look at the scene of limbs flying everywhere.

But just then, the black tide that was about to destroy the manor was suddenly blocked outside. A light curtain descended, and the black tide was condensed again.

A figure appeared beside the railing of the second-floor skylight. It was Schiller wearing a black suit.

What was relatively strange was that he was also carrying a paint brush in his hand, looking like he had just finished working. He threw the paint brush aside, clapped his hands, and said: "The test for this room is almost done, we..."

Just as Schiller said this, a black shadow suddenly jumped down along the second-floor skylight. Originally, he was squeezed together with the group of crying people, but at this time, that figure was agile, rolled, bypassed the Joker Jack, and came to Clark's side.

With a quick movement, the rope on Clark was cut open. That person grabbed the Kryptonite on his chest and threw it out. With a "clatter," when the Kryptonite landed, Schiller, standing on the second-floor skylight, narrowed his eyes.

"Merkel." Schiller said in a low voice. He looked at the person beside Clark. That was his former butler, Merkel.

The freed Superman flew up directly. Merkel coughed twice somewhat weakly. Contact with Kryptonite seemed to have caused some harm to him too. He looked at Schiller and said: "Sorry, sir, I don't know what's going on, but I think I have to save him. He is a good person."

"You moved that bottle of wine I put on the bookshelf?"

Although Schiller asked a question, his tone was very certain. Besides Merkel touching the madness wine and being pulled into the dream, there couldn't be any other possibility.

"It seems that while I wasn't working at your manor, you finally remembered your mission."

Schiller lowered his eyelids, looking like he had no angry expression, but Merkel's expression gradually turned cold. He used a somewhat cold tone and said: "When did you find out?"

"Are you referring to the fact that you are a Soviet spy? That might be earlier than you imagined."

Schiller sighed and said: "You gave some food to the newsboy every day, and took the newspaper from his hand. Didn't you find that it was actually a way to pass information?"

"A student of my colleague took over his power after the 'King of Children' in Cat Getan was finished, integrated all the newsboys, smoke boys, and vendors in Cat Getan. There won't be better eyes and ears than this group of children."

"So, you found out when I first came to work at your manor?"

"Earlier than that. When you got off the train at Cat Getan Railway Station, the smoke boy had already discovered that something was wrong with you..."

When the two were chatting, Clark's body flying in mid-air started to tremble gradually. Schiller frowned, obviously, this situation was somewhat beyond his expectations. However, even more shocking things were yet to come.

Clark opened his arms, his body started to emit light. Immediately after, he soared into the sky.

Whether it was the light curtain Schiller had just laid down, or the blizzard that seemed to never stop surrounding the manor, they were all driven away by Clark who flew up.

That fierce cold wind and the almost airtight blizzard suddenly condensed. In an instant, a hole was opened in the gloomy sky, and a beam of incomparably brilliant radiance shone down from top to bottom onto Clark.

"Wait..." Schiller frowned, seemingly feeling that something was wrong. He immediately said: "Withdraw immediately, get them out!"

But it was too late. When a hole was punched in the light curtain by Clark, the black tide controlled by Batman also took advantage of the weakness and shattered the light curtain from the weak point. The black giant wave instantly destroyed the manor's buildings.

The scene of swallowing everything as expected didn't appear. A sun rose from the ground, turned into a halo, and protected everyone present. Clark fell from the light of the sun, with scorching brilliance flashing in his eyes.

And at this time, Batman also floated up from the black tide. Endless black sea waves surrounded him. The deepest darkness in the world erupted from his eyes.

The two forces were still for an instant, then moved at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and then collided hard together.

The moment light and darkness collided, everything shattered.

Not only including the manor of the mayor's mansion, and all the furniture and walls in the manor, but also the shadows of distant buildings, the invisible walls further away, and even the rooms of an entire Hall of Thought.

Looking from a distance, at the top of a high tower, the tail of a giant snake coiled on the top of the tower suddenly flickered with a small light spot.

The giant snake's head moved, opened its eyes from sleepiness, and looked at its tail in confusion.

Then in an instant, its snake eyes were blinded.

That small light spot erupted with violent light in the blink of an eye, like the sun falling on the top of the high tower.

Before Jörmungandr could react at all, it was blown away like a spring by a mushroom cloud.

When the light circle accompanying the mushroom cloud swayed, everything calmed down, leaving only the high tower that was suddenly a section shorter, standing quietly in a vast white space.

Bruce sat up from the bed in shock. He closed his eyes again in confusion, and when he opened them again, what appeared before his eyes was a slightly unfamiliar guest room, but it could be determined that this was indeed still inside the mayor's mansion.

He touched his forehead, feeling a bit dizzy, and his eyes couldn't open. His nose was a bit blocked, but when he stood up from the bed, he suddenly discovered that the room was filled with a rich smell of wine.

He saw a small table placed by his bed, and a wine glass was placed on the table, but there was no wine bottle. There was no remaining wine liquid in the wine glass. Bruce frowned, walked over, picked up the wine glass, and narrowed his eyes.

If that was really a dream, then when did he enter the dream?

To determine this, he had to know what the situation in the manor was like now.

He opened the door and found that he was in a guest room on the second floor. When he looked into the corridor, he found that there were traces of fighting in the corridor. Bruce recalled that this was where they had conflicts with the agents before.

"Sword Comes"

That is to say, he should have entered the dream after fighting with the agents and planning to rest to recover his strength.

When the door was knocked, Bruce determined that it shouldn't be the agents, because the agents didn't knock at all.

Sure enough, standing outside the door was Clark, who was covering his head, his hair a bit messy, half-closing his eyes, appearing somewhat sleepy and confused.

"Oh, it's you. Just now, I heard movement next door and wanted to come over and see. I don't know how, but I fainted next door and had a particularly strange dream..."

Bruce frowned. He let Clark into the room. Not long after, Lex also found his way over. He and Bruce looked at each other, seemingly understanding what the other was confused about.

"Let's start from the beginning." Lex sat down, knocked on the table, and then said: "Undoubtedly, we were dragged into a strange dream by that Professor Schiller using some method."

"The first question, what was the order in which we entered the dream?"

"You should be the first to enter the dream." Bruce said to Lex: "Do you still remember in the dream, in our memory, what happened after defeating the agents?"

"A group of agents rushed into my room and knocked me unconscious, and then you saved me." Lex frowned and said: "Now it seems that the one who knocked me unconscious might not be the agents."

"According to common sense, you are also the easiest to deal with. He didn't even need to use any special means; he just needed to use that umbrella to hit you once."

"Wait, what exactly are you talking about?" Clark covered his forehead and said: "I know we seem to have had a very similar dream, but what does it have to do with that professor? What are we speculating about now?"

Bruce and Lex completely ignored Clark. The two of them talked to each other, and soon deduced the truth of the matter.

For some reason, after Bruce, Clark, and Selina had conflicts with the agents, Schiller found Lex, Bruce, and Clark respectively, and then used some method to drag them into the dream.

As for what the method was, Bruce and Lex focused their vision on the water cup in Bruce's hand.

"This is very abnormal. I think there is no normal wine in this world that can leave no trace on the cup after drinking, unless that is not wine at all, but some kind of drug." Lex continued.

"No, that is wine, but a wine with special functions." Obviously, Bruce thought of the way Schiller knocked down Constantine back then.

"Then the only problem is..." Lex stared at the wine glass and asked:

"Why did that professor do this?"

Bruce looked at the wine glass silently, and then said: "If I didn't guess wrong, he might be feeling that we disturbed his sleep."

Lex and Clark's expressions stiffened. The two of them suddenly had an invisible tacit understanding. At this moment, they silently moved their chairs back a bit, seemingly wanting to be further away from Bruce.

Clark swallowed, and then said:

"I think they are right..."

Lex fluently followed up:

"Cat Getan people are all madmen." ===== CHAPTER 455 =====

Clark swallowed hard, then said:

"I think they're right..."

Lex fluently followed up:

"Gothamites are all lunatics."