Chapter 934: Deep in the Fog and Rain (Part 9)

Catwoman's eyes widened, because she saw that the flower that had been smashed to pieces, among the smashed fibers and juice, suddenly had countless vines.

Catwoman covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming. The vines quickly spread to the entire ground. The woman who smashed the flowerpot screamed in fear and quickly stepped back, but fell to the ground.

The vines wrapped around her arms and thighs, as if to drag her into an endless abyss. Little Pamela was stunned in place, and saw that a small flower had bloomed on the vines by the window.

The flower smiled at him and whispered in her ear: "You heard our cries and wanted to save us. You are a good child. This is your destiny... Come on... Come on... Don't worry about those evil people who despise plants..."

The plant vines wrapped the woman lying on the ground, as if they wanted to digest her. Catwoman in the bedroom held the door handle and hesitated whether to go out to save people. After all, she didn't bring a gun, and whips and daggers were probably useless against these vines.

At this time, the flower was still whispering to little Pamela:

"You don't have to wear the color you hate the most every day, do things you don't like, you will become the patron saint of plants, embrace the green in the universe..."

Little Pamela's expression was a little dazed, she gradually stretched out her hand to the flower, the flower disappeared in the sunlight outside the window, she stretched out her hand, the light shone on her tender face, making her look like she was embracing the light, and the flower was still whispering:

"Yes... touch me... come... come..."

"Here it comes!"

Accompanied by the cold male voice, "crash", the window glass shattered, "swish" a knife, green blood splashed on little Pamela's face.

Schiller pulled the flower off the umbrella knife, listening to the unknown soul screaming, he sneered and said: "I got you."

Then, he pinched it hard with his hand, and the green juice burst out. The next second, the room broke into pieces, and Catwoman was surprised to find that he was in a chamber entangled by green vines.

Little Pamela disappeared, Catwoman turned to Schiller and said, "What is going on? Are we in Pamela's memory?"

"Yes." Schiller nodded, looking at the remains of the petals in his hand, he said: "You saw it before, someone used some kind of curse to invade Gotham, and now, we are going to find the mastermind."

Catwoman frowned, she was actually very smart, she immediately realized the problem, and said: "The mastermind's target is Pamela?"

"Just now, I saw in the room that Pamela was not happy when she was a child. Her mother seemed to have been forcing her to do things she didn't like, but did things really become what I just saw? Her mother died and was eaten by vines?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "Don't be so naive, in the memory space, this is just the simplest one The deception method, in simple terms, is to dig out the other party's memory fragments, use the weaknesses in their memories, and trick them into signing a contract. "

"If just now, little Pamela reached out and touched the flower, it means that the Pamela we know will reach a contract with the mysterious being and become his agent. "

Catwoman took a breath and said, "Wouldn't it be very difficult to resist?"

"So you'd better beware of this trap in the future. Maybe someone will run into your childhood memory, play your mother, and say he wants to give you a hug. Once you hug him, you will become his slave. "

Catwoman frowned fiercely and said, "If I see my mother hugging me in my dream, I will definitely punch her, thinking that she is controlled by something. She only hugs cats, not me. "

Speaking of this, Catwoman sighed with some melancholy and said, "Well, adults are like this. What they say makes sense. If a child raises a wild question, they will think the child is crazy."

"But what little Pamela said is right. Not eating meat is to protect animals. Then do plants not need to be protected? Will plants not feel pain?"

"You are still very naive. How do you know that this scene is not constructed by that mysterious existence?" Schiller turned to look at Catwoman and said, "Just to make you have this question, just to make you sympathize with plants, and then want to protect plants from the bottom of your heart, and become what he calls a plant protector?"

Catwoman was stunned for a moment, then took a breath and said, "No way? Are they so despicable?"

"I don't know if they are so despicable, but I am." Schiller said along the green cavity Walking out of the corridor of the room, she said as she walked: "Perhaps, everything you see is not real. Pamela's childhood was not like this at all. Even the grievance, anger and fear that Pamela felt were fictitious."

"The script is that Pamela's mother has been forcing her to do things she doesn't like, decorating the room with colors she doesn't like at all, not allowing her to talk about plants and mud, creating an evil image in her mind, and then using the conversation at the dinner table to expose her injustice and hypocrisy, so that little Pamela will believe it and have real sympathy for plants..."

"All this is to guide her to sympathize with plants, shape her personality into a person who loves plants, let her willingly become an agent, and dedicate everything to plants..."

Catwoman grinned and said: "Fortunately, no one is targeting me."

"However, even if someone is targeting you, you won't be fooled so easily. Think about it, after your mother serves you a bowl of vegetable salad, your first reaction will be to ask, do plants hurt?"

Catwoman paused, and then said: "I will definitely ask why there is no meat in tonight's meal...and it doesn't matter if she doesn't let me eat it. I can run out in the middle of the night to find food for myself. Children of Gotham, give it to yourself." The ability to add extra meals is second to none.”

"That's what cats are like..." Schiller said: "They look down on everyone equally."

"Memories may be fabricated, but certain instincts engraved deep in your genes cannot be modified. If such a memory is fabricated for a child who grew up in a slum, it will be easy to reveal the secret. At least we can know, Pa Mira’s background is indeed pretty good.”

Entering another green chamber, Schiller said: "We can also know another thing, that is, Pamela seems to be resisting him, and he has no means to force Pamela to become his spokesperson. "

"So, he could only use this slightly despicable method and use deception to get Pamela to agree inadvertently."

"Then what should we do?" Catwoman said anxiously: "You must not be a good person to use such despicable methods. The little girl named Pamela is just a new student, and she may be deceived soon!"

"You underestimate Pamela too much. You don't know what level of existence is on the other side. Pamela's ability to refuse his request means that there must be something special about her."

Schiller was carrying an umbrella knife, and every time he walked, he would glance at the green mucus on his palms. Catwoman followed him with some confusion. After walking for a few steps, she asked: "What on earth are you doing?" ,where are you going?"

"Can't you still see?" Schiller raised the umbrella knife in his hand. Catwoman swallowed, shrank her neck and said, "You don't want to..."

"I'm going to give him a knife."

On the dark streets of Gotham, a figure in a trench coat was running wildly. When he came to a slightly brighter intersection, Constant stopped.

He stopped at the intersection and threw out a card. As the card turned into flames in the air, it pointed out the direction for him. Just as Constantine was about to walk towards that intersection, he paused and then whispered Said to himself: "...wait, is this the direction of Gotham University?"

"Oh my God! Why are you so good at picking places?!" Constantine gritted his teeth and said, "God bless you, the agent you pick must not be a student there, otherwise, I will I can only pray for you..."

He hesitated on the side of the road, and then ran towards the nearest telephone station. He picked up the receiver without dialing. A flame flashed on the dial. He said to the other end of the phone: "Miss Magician, you When will it arrive? I have to remind you that things are getting serious now!”

"Why? Why else? Don't tell me that the arrival of All Green in Gotham was a coincidence. You made a deal with All Green behind my back!"

"Now that he's invaded Gotham, and more importantly, Gotham University, he's going to be chopped into pieces by that madman!"

"You said you were protecting Gotham, so I cooperated with you, but now there are so many coincidences, all put together, how can you expect me to believe you?" Constantine pointed to the outside of the phone booth angrily, and said: " What's going on with those crazy people? What's going on with the plants? Don't tell me, they just happened to meet each other!"

"Listen to your explanation? Zatanna, you have always said that I am a liar, but aren't you? In order to find your father, you will do anything. Sooner or later, you will sell your soul to the devil, just like me Same!"

Constantine hung up the phone heavily, looking a little angry. In the thick fog and drizzle, he lit a cigarette. After taking a deep breath, a light suddenly lit up in the white mist he exhaled. firelight.

Constantine opened his eyes slightly, took the cigarette away from his mouth, stared at the fire outside the phone booth, and said, "Who is it? Don't act like a ghost there!"

He snorted coldly, and a magic circle appeared under his feet. The light penetrated the thick fog, but the flames were not extinguished at all.

Constantine flashed and appeared above the phone booth. The spell he waved condensed into points of light and surrounded him. The next second, the place where he stood was ignited by a raging fire, and his whole body was engulfed in flames. Swallowed, letting out fierce screams, and burned into charred remains.

But at this time, a voice came from the thick fog: "Stop pretending, Standing, I know you are there."

The smoke dispersed, and Constantine's figure reappeared in the phone booth. He threw away the cigarette in his hand, walked out of the phone booth and said, "It seems he is a colleague. Are you here so soon?"

"Don't compare me to those idiots, unless you want to take the medicine again." Constantine saw a figure coming out of the depths of the thick fog. As he walked closer and closer, Constantine His eyes widened and he said, "Dr. Brand?!"

Looking at the flames on Brand's hand, Constantine narrowed his eyes and said: "Are you actually a magician?! Then you also said that the principles of magic circles I told you are all my crazy words, and you want to add more Big my dose?

"You are indeed talking crazy, because the magic circles you are talking about have no effect except attracting a group of demons who will swallow me up. If I increase the dose of medicine for you, the magic world will applaud me. ”

"... the magic world?" Constantine curled his lips, took out another cigarette, lit it, and between the flickering flames, he showed a cold expression and said: "You'd better not compare me with those idiots, especially a stupid woman named Zatanna Zatara."

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When he heard Zatanna's name, the flame on Brand's hand jumped, but then he said: "Do you know where Schiller went?"

Constantine turned his head to look in the direction of Gotham University, and said:

"If I'm not mistaken... he went to the heart of the green of all things."

Constantine's eyes passed through the thick fog and came to the biological laboratory. He looked into Pamela's eyes and saw a green hall full of vines. Pamela was tied to a chair by vines.

But she suddenly raised her head and said, "No matter who you are, you are doomed. Before you pulled me in here, I saw a man... a professor..."

"Pamela, no matter who it is, you can't change your fate as a plant guardian." A low and kind voice sounded, he said: "You are a child born in the deep green, the most beautiful flower in the green of all things, you are destined to..."

"You are destined to be a child born in the sea of ​​​​learning, the most beautiful flower on the ivy, the greatest botanist from Gotham University..."

Schiller's voice rang out in the empty hall. He came to Pamela with an umbrella knife. A rumbling sound came from the ground, and a huge vine rose into the air. The angry voice resounded throughout the space:

"Who are you?! Why do you interfere with the choice of the green of all things?!" He roared, but then said: "You can't stop this, this is her fate..."

The huge vine attacked Pamela, and the umbrella knife was faster than him. Schiller stabbed Pamela's forehead with a knife.

In reality, a thick black color appeared on the tip of the umbrella. The cursed soul rushed into Pamela's body along the umbrella pole, entangled her soul, and at the same time, bit the green power deep in her soul.

Countless vines swayed and screamed. Catwoman, who had just woken up, screamed and jumped onto the taller cabinet next to her. She grinned hard. From the scream, she could hear how much pain the other party was in.

Schiller opened his eyes, took back the umbrella, and looked at the most special vine hanging from the ceiling. He sneered and said:

"Green of All Things, I'm not here to negotiate."

At this time, the mysterious existence suddenly felt that the terrible curse that was entangled with him had a breath that was well-known in the mystical world.

He screamed even more fiercely, as if he had eaten a fly that had just flown from a cesspool.

Constantine, who was confronting Brand, heard that the big trees, vines, and all the plants around him roared out a name together:

"Constantine!

!"