Chapter 943: Schiller

"Ahhhhh... uh! Ugh!"

Constantine, who had just screamed, was pulled over by Batman, who then covered his mouth.

Schiller, standing by the door, turned his head. The straitjacket sleeves that bound his hands had very long straps used to fix his hands. Although Schiller's hands were fixed, the straps could move freely like flexible whips, lashing toward Constantine.

After the initial shock, Constantine didn't hesitate. First, he rolled, crossed the hospital bed in front of him, and then pushed the cabinet next to him down with force.

The cabinet didn't hit Schiller, but when the cabinet fell, the documents inside spilled out, blocking Schiller's line of sight. In these few short seconds, Constantine pulled Batman and rushed out of the room.

"The passage is in that room, we have to leave through there." Batman followed behind Constantine and said, "That's the escape exit, where else do you want to go?"

"Escape exit?!" Constantine raised his voice and said, "Didn't you see, I just came from there?... No, he's chasing us again, let's go downstairs first!"

Having said that, Constantine grabbed the handle of the stair railing to stop the inertia of running, and then rushed down the stairs quickly.

The safety indicator light in the stairwell gave the narrow space a touch of brightness. Just then, Batman saw that Constantine's right side was stained red with blood.

Perhaps because this was a memory space, Batman didn't smell the blood, but he heard Constantine's slightly heavy breathing. Clearly, his condition was not good.

Batman's expression became a bit grave, but he still quickened his pace. While running in the corridor, he looked around at the scenes, and then he found that in this floor, almost all the rooms had no lights on, except for one utility room at the end of the corridor.

Just when Constantine wanted to rush into this utility room, Batman stopped him. He first listened carefully to the sound, then looked into the room through the window on the door, didn't find anyone or any traps, and then the two rushed in.

Batman touched the switch for the first time, instantly turning off the lights. The two held their breath, listening to the "da-da" sound getting closer and then further away. After the sound disappeared completely, Constantine let out a long breath, but also swayed a bit due to exhaustion, leaning against the wall.

Batman looked through the window on the door again and found that Schiller's figure was gone, so he turned the lights back on. Then he found that there was a large gash on Constantine's body, running from his sternocleidomastoid muscle all the way through his chest to his waist, bleeding a lot.

"You might be wondering why the soul state can also be injured, but I want to tell you, this is not just as simple as playing a game." Constantine took a cigarette out of his trench coat pocket. After taking a puff, he perked up and said, "You can get injured and bleed here, or it can be even more serious."

"So what exactly did you encounter?" Batman asked.

Exhaling a puff of smoke again, Constantine raised his head slightly, seeing the slightly thin cigarette smoke constantly changing shapes under the illumination of the light, and finally dissipating in the air.

The light emitted by the incandescent bulb reminded him of the light ball that sucked him in when he crossed the tunnel earlier.

When Constantine landed, he wasn't as lucky as Batman. He wasn't born on a soft bed, but on the somewhat cold ground. The moment he landed, he covered his waist and let out a scream.

"My god, I'm not at the age to do this anymore." Constantine panted as he sat up from the ground, one arm over his shoulder, rubbing his shoulder blade that was hurt from the fall, and the other hand hammered his neck, seemingly having twisted it when he landed just now.

Looking at the light spot that was gradually disappearing above his head, Constantine found that his fall wasn't unjustified, because that light spot was at least two meters above the ground.

He thought, alright, this is Schiller. He hates everyone equally at any point in time and never misses any opportunity to make others look ugly, even if it's unconscious.

Constantine stood up from the ground and revealed a cold sneer. He came here, not to trick Schiller out of his umbrella—even if the umbrella had the effect of breaking magic, he wasn't interested. However, although his goal wasn't the umbrella, he came here also to steal something.

Back then, Schiller used the magic-breaking effect of the umbrella to knock the Soul of the Curse parasitizing Constantine out, and then absorbed it into the umbrella handle.

But Constantine knew that the Soul of the Curse was a "spirit". He needed human souls to provide energy for his activities. It was impossible to stay in an item forever. This is why many horror items in horror movies always pester their owners and are unwilling to leave.

Constantine didn't know that Schiller could go to another world, make a deal with Mephisto, and feed a bunch of Hydra souls to the Soul of the Curse, letting him eat his fill for half a year without hunger.

Constantine thought Schiller must be using his own soul energy to feed the Soul of the Curse.

In the eyes of the occult world, "soul" and "spirit" cannot be considered evil. They are more like wild beasts in nature. Foraging is their instinct. It's just that the soul strength of ordinary people is not enough to support the possession of certain powerful spirits, which leads to becoming increasingly weak and finally dying.

However, Constantine knew Schiller's extraordinary nature. He felt that Schiller's soul energy must be enough to feed the Soul of the Curse. This was also the reason why he would let Schiller take away such a powerful spirit body before.

Back then, when the Soul of the Curse was pestering Constantine, it wasn't because of hatred that it tortured Constantine; it was just very hungry but couldn't find anything to eat, because Constantine's soul was too riddled with holes, and it couldn't bring itself to bite.

And the reason Constantine was made so embarrassed was because the Soul of the Curse was born with him, and its soul was exactly the same as his. In his own soul, he couldn't find the existence of the Soul of the Curse, so naturally, he couldn't exorcise it, and the two tortured each other.

But after Schiller used the umbrella to break this situation, Constantine had other ideas. He couldn't not want such a powerful curse as the Soul of the Curse. But if he wanted the Soul of the Curse back, he still wouldn't be able to feed the Soul of the Curse.

So, he thought of a good way. Since Schiller took this thing, he must be able to realize its power. Then perhaps, for the sake of its power, Schiller would be willing to pay his own soul energy to feed it.

The Soul of the Curse is full, so naturally, it won't torment the host again in a short time. And if Constantine could find a way to get the Soul of the Curse back during this period, then he would possess a powerful spirit body without side effects.

In the occult world, quite a few people capture souls or spirits as their pets and helpers, but the vast majority of souls or spirits that can be captured are relatively weak, and at most can only serve as reconnaissance work, and cannot help in other aspects. But the Soul of the Curse is different.

Constantine knew how special his soul was, and a soul exactly the same as his, even if he was no longer a normal human, could be used to deceive those demons who craved his soul.

Simply put, he wanted to use the Soul of the Curse as bait. Perhaps when he really couldn't pay back his debts, he could also use it as a scapegoat. In short, it had many uses and many benefits, and he didn't have to pay much of a price. How could Constantine not have designs on him?

Of course, he also knew that rashly entering Schiller's soul was dangerous, but he possessed one more piece of information than the other two, which was that Schiller was probably being held back by the Green of the All.

As a genius rarely seen in the occult world in a century, the level of power Constantine could come into contact with was very high. After all, from Heaven to Hell, no one didn't love Constantine.

On this point, even Zatanna was a notch below him. Zatanna was just born noble, so her connections in the human world were relatively wide and her news relatively well-informed, but Constantine could be called the true spirit realm.

He knew what level of existence the Green of the All was, so when his companions were chasing him, he felt something was wrong. If the Green of the All really wanted to deal with him, would he need to use such old-fashioned methods as vines and plants?

Combined with the fact that the Green of the All descended at Cat Getan University, Constantine deduced that it was very likely that the Green of the All had set his sights on the students of Cat Getan University, and Schiller, who was protective of his own, directly confronted the Green of the All, and the two clashed.

Zatanna didn't understand Schiller, and Batman didn't understand the occult. Constantine, who understood both sides relatively well, knew his opportunity had come the moment he learned this fact.

The Green of the All is not so easy to deal with. If Schiller wanted to confront him head-on, he would inevitably have to bring along other personality traits from that tower.

Constantine knew that the human soul has an upper limit of bandwidth and cannot crazily output to one target while pulling another network cable to crazily output to another target.

Therefore, if he went to Schiller's soul now, it should be the safest.

When this plan was formulated, the logic was still relatively smooth. Constantine felt that even if he didn't find the Soul of the Curse in Schiller's soul, or didn't successfully bring him back, running away was definitely no problem.

After all, if Schiller was busy confronting the Green of the All, he couldn't possibly cross the entire spirit realm to hunt him down. At that time, at worst, he could go to Hell to hide for two days.

The plan was very good, but when it was executed, there were a few small problems.

Constantine, who had just landed, put his hands on his hips and looked at the nearby environment. Then he found that this seemed to be an abandoned warehouse, with a large area, a high roof, and almost no light, having a kind of empty eeriness.

Constantine intended to walk toward the door crack that revealed a trace of light, but just as he took two steps, with a "bang," he was tripped.

When Constantine climbed up from the ground, he rubbed his arm again. The pain from the fall just now hadn't eased, so when he landed, he couldn't help but scream in pain.

Just after climbing up from the ground, Constantine turned his head to look at the culprit who tripped him.

But the next second, he froze, because in the dim light, he saw that the thing that tripped him was a corpse. ===== CHAPTER 944 =====