Chapter 627 Schiller Is Really a Good Person (Part 1)

"Lucifer????"

"Constantine!

!"

Two voices with different tones sounded at the same time. Constantine was surprised, while Lucifer was angry. The next second, Constantine stretched out his hand and shouted: "Let's talk it over! Don't do it! I didn't mean it last time!

!"

Lucifer took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. He said to Constantine: "Last time, you smashed my bar while I was away, and let the lava demons burn the house. You were afraid that I would cause trouble for you, so you hid at the edge of the spirit world, and ended up attracting a group of void demons to hell, and smashed my house..."

At this time, Schiller, who was lying on the bed, had picked up an apple from the table next to him and started to eat it. He thought he could see a good show where Constantine was in trouble, but unexpectedly, Lucifer took a few deep breaths and said: "We will settle the score after you die."

Constantine was even more arrogant. He let out a long breath, smiled, walked to Lucifer's side, patted his arm, and then looked at Schiller and asked: "You two know each other? I didn't know that."

His tone was yin and yang. Just after he finished speaking, he saw an apple flying towards him. Constantine dodged and said: "Sure enough, you two..."

Before Lucifer could speak, Schiller immediately said: "I was injured too badly just now. The doctor said that I suffered a severe blow to the brain, so I lost my memory."

"You are not serious?" Lucifer stood in front of the bed with his arms folded, looked up and down at Schiller and said: "I warn you, it's useless to escape debts in this way. Get up and work quickly. You haven't paid your debts for a long time!"

"I said I lost my memory. Shouldn't you tell me first what debt I owe you?" Taking this opportunity, Schiller can finally ask others about his past stories with a clear reason.

The original Schiller was shrouded in too much mystery. Often, Schiller could only figure out what happened in his past through indirection and from the words of others. But in fact, his memory of the past was very vague. He knew the general experience but didn't remember the details at all.

For example, he knew that he and Brand were old classmates and they had a good relationship when they were in college, but he didn't know that Brand knew that he was a KGB.

Logically speaking, to know such a secret, it was already a life-and-death friendship, but there were no details about Brand in his memory, and Schiller didn't know why the original Schiller and him had such a deep friendship.

According to his current intelligence, the original Schiller should have joined the KGB, but later lost contact with the KGB for some reason, and should have betrayed the KGB now.

But now, Lucifer has found him, which means that the original Schiller was not only a communist fighter, but also had connections with the mystical world, which is outrageous.

If you want to know who Lucifer is, I believe there is no need to introduce him. Many people have heard of his name, and he appears in various myths and film and television works, mostly as a "fallen angel".

Lucifer Morningstar was once God's most beloved child, but one day, he betrayed God, fell from heaven to hell, and then became the king of hell. This is the background story of DC Lucifer, which is similar to the myth, but the difference is that Lucifer has another famous name, that is, DC's "one man, ten thousand people".

In DC, God is quite prestigious. He is the starting point and end point of everything and the strongest existence in all comic universes.

And Lucifer's so-called "one man" means that his strength is second only to God, and he is the second leader in the DC universe.

It is difficult to describe how strong he is in specific language, but omniscience and omnipotence are only the most basic abilities. In the comics, he once created an independent universe to compete with God, that is to say, he has the ability to create the world. This alone is worthy of his second ranking in combat power.

What surprised Schiller was that the original Schiller and the fallen angel seemed to have a close relationship. Together, he was engaged in liberation theology?

Materialism in one hand, idealism in the other, two-pronged approach, grabbing both hands, both hands must be strong, what exactly does he want to do?

"It's just right, I'm also curious about how you two know each other, tell me." Constantine moved a chair from the side and sat next to Schiller, crossed his legs, and took an apple from the table without hesitation and started eating, with a momentum that he would not leave until he finished listening to the story today.

Lucifer seemed to be quite leisurely. He also moved a chair and sat down, leaning back on it, and said, "It's actually very simple. It all started from my travels in the human world."

"You all know that I opened a bar on the West Coast. Business is pretty good, but it's not interesting to always be there to watch the store, so I will travel to other countries and cities during the off-season of the bar."

Schiller observed Lucifer and found that this legendary fallen angel looked a little too much like a human. His every move and tone of voice were all authentic West Coast people, and he didn't look like a god at all.

"I went to Bremen first, and then to Berlin, the capital of Germany. Originally, I wanted to go all the way north, but when I entered Berlin, I found that the ecology here was very interesting, so I stayed a little longer."

"Which side do you want to go to first, the east or the west?" Schiller asked.

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"To the east, the Soviet occupation zone." Lucifer replied, and Schiller nodded.

It is now 1989, the Berlin Wall has not yet completely collapsed, Berlin is still divided into two halves, and East Berlin is occupied by the Soviet Union.

"I walked all the way west and wanted to climb over the wall. Originally, I could have flown directly over, but when I flew halfway, I met a group of refugees who also wanted to climb over the wall...probably refugees. "

"They seemed to be eager for the world on the other side, but facing the heavily guarded guards, they had no choice. I decided to help them, so I blended into the crowd. When I was close to the wall, I used a spell to knock it down. The guards were able to pass successfully."

"But who would have expected that as soon as they passed by, they raised their guns and shot at me, calling me a monster and shouting to God, hoping that God would help them punish me."

"I felt that since they thought I was a monster, they definitely didn't want the help of such a monster, so I sent them back to where they were." Lucifer shrugged, and Constantine snorted. Said: "You are still so mean."

"The firepower from the guards near that wall was a bit intensive. I didn't want to get my clothes dirty, so I just spread my wings and flew up."

"I jumped over the wall and came to the opposite side, hoping to find a secluded place to land. After all, you can't see anything when you're walking around in the air."

"I deliberately flew far away from the bustling streets and came to a relatively quiet street. Then I found a relatively shabby alley and dropped down."

Along with Lucifer's description, a scene slowly unfolded in front of the two people. In that special era, all the pictures seemed to be covered with a hazy fog, becoming a little dim and shabby.

In the no longer bustling Berlin neighborhood, a cold wind passed through the streets. The woman carrying the bread basket tied her headscarf tightly, and as she hurried on, she didn't notice the startled sparrows behind her.

A figure fell in a secluded alley. The sun's rays shone directly from the entrance of Little Elephant's alley, reflecting a strange shadow shape on the gray brick wall. The figure falling in the alley not only had a slender figure. , and a pair of huge wings.

Lucifer's golden hair and gray feathers were slightly fluttered by the wind. Just as he was arranging his forehead hair, which was a little messy due to flying, he heard the sound of "ta da da da" footsteps coming from behind. .

The angel with gray wings turned around and saw a little boy wearing a beret, a windbreaker, and waterproof boots.

"It really feels epic, like the kind of scene that would appear in a religious opera. An angel falls into the world, and a simple little boy. In the next scene, does he save you or teach you something? That's right, and then you took him to heaven?" Constantine said in a sinister tone.

Schiller snorted coldly, moved away from Constantine, picked up the water glass at hand, and prepared to drink water.

"No." Lucifer shook his head, and then said: "He ran over...and pulled off one of my feathers."

"Ahem!"

Schiller choked on the water and asked: "What did you say? What did I do????"

"You ran towards me, and I thought you were going to hug me, so I squatted down and hugged you with my wings. Then, you reached out and pulled off one of my feathers."

Lucifer put his elbows on the bedside table and balled his hands into fists. He held his forehead and tilted his head to look at Schiller.

Constantine opened his mouth and said, "Isn't this story a little wrong? Shouldn't it be you who picked him up and taught him some principles?"

"I thought the same way at the time, so I lost a feather." Lucifer said with a smile.

"So, you didn't give me that feather on your own initiative, but I picked it off?" Schiller asked.

"Why should I give you feathers?" Lucifer looked at Schiller and asked a very fatal question. Schiller turned his palms over and said, "...Isn't that a messaging device or something like that?"

"If it is a messaging device, why should I come directly here to find you?" Lucifer asked another soul question.

"Wait a minute, I have a question!" Constantine suddenly interrupted Lucifer and asked: "Where is your defense? Even bullets and artillery can't harm you, but you were actually ripped off by a child. A feather? He can actually hurt you?"

Constantine knew how strong Lucifer was, immediately. The way he looked at Schiller changed a little, but Lucifer shook his head and said, "No, he didn't actually hurt me."

"The me you see now is actually not me, it's just a disguise of mine. You can understand that I became like this in order to make you think that I am your kind."

"Actually, I'm everywhere." Lucifer suddenly disappeared, but his voice still echoed in the room. He said: "Just like this, I have lifted this disguise, but I can still talk to you. I still exist in this room, but I have become Something that humans cannot observe.”

After saying that, Lucifer appeared on the chair again, and he continued: "So, he pulled out my feathers. This move did not hurt me. I cannot be hurt."

"It can be understood that he destroyed part of my disguise, making my image in the world less complete, but in fact, I did not lose any energy."

"Then why did he pull off your feathers?" Constantine asked.

Lucifer touched his chin and said, "I have been thinking about this problem. Now the most reasonable explanation is that human children seem to be able to see through and destroy my disguise with pure and unmixed thoughts."

"That is to say..." Constantine looked at Schiller with a somewhat complicated expression. Lucifer nodded and said:

"At that time, Schiller was pure, unmixed, without any interests, and even without any reason... just wanted to pull off one of my feathers."