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When he woke up again, he was in a dark interrogation room.

Batman's voice came from across from him: "Your girlfriend Nancy Novia has nothing to do with you, Ho."

"She loves you so much. I've checked every clue that might lead you to kill her, but I can't find anything. Her mailbox only has work contacts, her relationships are simple, and she doesn't even have much contact with the hospital. male colleague because she's all about you."

"why?"

There was deep confusion in Batman's voice: "Why did you kill her all of a sudden? Because as far as I know, you love her to the bottom of your heart. You talk to your coworkers without leaving your girlfriend. You've been in high school since high school. Acquaintance, we are going to get married next year, why, what?"

My jaw was sore, I was dizzy, and he probably jumped down and kicked my jaw with his foot. Straightforwardly stunned...well, very Batman-like.

He Shenyan shook his head, trying to wake himself up from his dizziness. His hands were tied behind his back, and a shadowy figure stood opposite him. He Shenyan spat out bloody saliva and said calmly, "Because this is not true."

"what are you saying?"

"I'm not a lawyer, I'm not a native of Gotham, and I don't have a girlfriend named Nancy Novia."

"So, what are you?"

"A mage," he said quietly. "An ordinary mage, a poor man thrown into this illusion by the goddess of creation of your world... ah, should I call it an illusion?"

He Shenyan kicked the legs of the table very hard. Letting a pain in the thumb of his right foot, he said thoughtfully: "A very real vision...my memory is false, but the world is supposed to be real. She is for me. It really took a lot of effort to let the whole world play this farce with me."

A pair of hands pulled him up, dragged him on the table, and punched him in the side face. He heard Batman say coldly, "You're crazy, He Shenyan."

"NO, I have not."

He spat out a bloody tooth, and his expression didn't even change at all: "I'm telling the truth, it's just that you don't know, Bruce."

The hand that held his collar loosened.

"Alfred,

Clear Gotham Police Department surveillance footage. "Batman said to someone while holding his side ear, then looked back at He Shenyan. "...Get ready, I'm going to bring someone back." "

Fifteen minutes later, they came to the Batcave.

He Shenyan was tied to a chair with blood on his collar and face. His back is straight, even if it makes him uncomfortable. There was a sense of detachment and detachment in his eyes. It seems that he is not a prisoner, nor a murderer, but a scholar who knows everything and knows everything.

"You look calm."

"Shouldn't I be calm?" He Shenyan asked rhetorically. "I'm a mage, Bruce Wayne. I should keep my cool under any circumstances."

"Just now."

Batman took off his mask, and since the man already knew his true identity, there was no need to hide it. He paused and said in a voice that belonged to Bruce Wayne: "I checked all the records from your birth. Gotham orphanage, adopted, adoptive parents killed by clowns."

He paused again, as if speaking of the name made him uncomfortable: "...you didn't go to elementary school, you went straight to junior high school, then high school. Ms. Mo Lai, the principal of Gotham High School at the time, said: You were raved about your intelligence, and you got into Gotham First and got a scholarship. During college, you made a lot of money by trading stocks."

"But you only take what you need, and you donate the rest to the orphanage. Nancy, your girlfriend you met in high school, is very appreciative of your behavior, she adores you. The classmates like you, the fraternity in college It even started to center on you. The rich boy, the future physicist, the painter, the writer...all of them identified you as their leader."

"However, just three hours ago, you killed your girlfriend with your own hands. Then tell me it's all fake, you're actually a mage... What are you kidding me?"

"You think I'm joking with you?"

He Shenyan shook his head and said calmly: "Unfortunately, Bruce - I generally don't joke with people who are not my friends. Before you, I knew three Bruce Wayne, and only two of them I would play with them. joke."

"Let me ask you a question, Bruce. Imagine being trapped in a room with no doors or windows. How would you get out of it?"

Before Batman could speak, he asked himself.

"Just stop imagining."

The voice fell, and the bat cave gradually disappeared. Everything around it began to disintegrate and shatter. Batman's expression stopped at that moment, his body shattered into pieces of paper, then the whole Gotham, the whole world... Tens of thousands of pieces wrapped He Shenyan, let him get out of that chair stand up.

Pieces surround him, add to him, make his jacket a black robe, make the blood from his face disappear, the teeth that have disappeared from his mouth come back - and then the magic, they all come back.

The mage is standing here again, standing in this dark space.

"You set up a prison for me with my brain, Popetua," he said quietly. "But you forgot one thing, this is my brain. Even if you are the goddess of creation, you can't point fingers at me here."

"yes?"

Poppetua's voice came from behind him: "You are very smart, mage. Much smarter than the smartest people in the world I created, and very bold, but you forgot one thing."

She smiled and said, "Let me tell you - the smartest people in the world always ignore one thing, do you know what that is?"

"His own nose."

Poppetua snapped his fingers, and He Shenyan's black robe disappeared again, as did his strength. He seemed to return to the moment when he had not learned magic, and had nothing but himself.

"I can deprive you of your power once, and naturally I can also deprive it a second time... You know what? Mage, if you don't come to my world, I really can't do anything about you."

Poppetua came to him and held his face softly: "The world consciousness of this world wants to survive, so it makes a deal with outsiders. You are the most important part of the deal, because only you can You have the power to change the fate of those heroes. You came here to change their destiny... rip them from death."

"But, what about yourself? What are you going to do? I've seen your memories. If you're going to wait until that shameless thief from Seyani arrives, I'm afraid your body is already cold. This is my world."

She smiled arrogantly: "Everything is as I wish. If I don't allow it, she can't come in."

A small knife condensed and formed in her hand, and was gently stabbed into He Shenyan's chest by Popetua. Pain swept through, and his senses were magnified thousands of times. This kind of pain can defeat almost anyone in an instant, and He Shenyan is no exception. He fell to his knees, his head bowed, and Poppetua looked down at him, at his bleeding appearance.

Then, more knives pierced into the body.

"I wanted to save a place for you, Mage. If you don't choose to wake up, in the fate I have planned for you, you will be a young and promising lawyer. When you are thirty years old, you will contact Even with the existence of magic, you can become a mage. You will save the world countless times and be admired by thousands of people."

"It's a pity that you refused. I'm very curious, why can't you be indifferent to the beautiful life in front of you?"

He Shenyan didn't answer, just gasping for breath. The steel knives all over his body turned his breathing into a pain, a torture. In enough pain to drive anyone crazy, he spoke, his voice broken: "...You said you planned a destiny for me?"

"Yes, I designed it for everyone."

"I am actually destiny itself," Popetua said with a smile.

He Shenyan raised his head, a blue light flashed in his eyes: "...Really?"

He raised his right hand, obviously the pain was enough to drive him crazy. However, the hand was still strangled on Popetua's neck, and the man covered in blood slowly stood up. He stood bruised and bruised, and Popetua looked at him in shock, forgetting for a moment to resist.

"You say you are destiny?"

There was a grin on his face, which caused a steel knife stuck in the side of his cheek to rip through the wound, causing even more pain. The muscles were even spasming. As an ordinary person, he should not stand now, he should fall to the ground in shock due to the severe pain - but, he was standing.

Not only that, but a more intense blue light lit up on his right hand: "Then, I'm holding the throat of fate now!"

Blu-ray burst.

His right hand slowly loosened, and He Shenyan fell to the ground weakly. With blood trickling from his body, Popetua stood unharmed, staring at him in shock and fascination.

"You..." Her lips moved. "how did you do it?"

"I'm a mage, Your Excellency the Goddess of Creation." He Shenyan lay down on the ground and chose a position that made him more comfortable. The darkness swept over, and he knew that he was dying. But still smiling. "Isn't it normal to meditate on magic?"

"You can take my powers, take all my spells, torture me, throw me into illusions, make up more and better futures for me... but you can't change one thing, I'm a Mage, and born to be." He said proudly.

And then die.

Poppetua knelt beside him, cupping his lifeless face. The expression of the Goddess of Creation changed from a little shocked to ecstatic: "A gem! What have I done?"

"Yes, but not your gem."

said a voice.

"Se-ya-ni!"

Poppetua stood up with gritted teeth.

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where am I?

He Shenyan asked themselves questions, but could not get an answer. He scoured his brain and realized - oh, I should be dead by now.

Am I dead? It's not like death should be.

He started thinking: yes, Poppetua took my powers and killed me...so that was a trap? Well, you really shouldn't agree to this deal. Pity. I should have expected this long ago. It is impossible for a multiverse-level god to suffer the same loss twice. If I don't go to her world, it seems that she really can't find me across the endless sea of ​​stars.

never mind.

He thought boredly: I'm mostly in a state of soul now, I don't know if the goddess is willing to let me go... I hope Seyani can come quickly through the backhand I left, so maybe I can stay A whole corpse. and many more......

He Shenyan suddenly recalled the scene before his death, the look in Popetua's eyes when he looked at him, a chill came to his heart, he couldn't help baring his teeth: She wouldn't really put me into the new creation she created. world go? Heck, I don't want to really be Gotham, it's so fucking dark!

......

I don't know how long it took, and a burst of light struck. He was 'squeezed' out as if he was born again, and when he opened his eyes, He Shenyan saw Seyani, who was naked, holding him with a gentle expression. They were in the middle of a peaceful lake, surrounded by fog, and the sound of birds came from not far away.

"......What are you doing?"

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he stretched out his hand to open Sejani's chest on his face, and asked angrily, "So, am I dead or alive now?"

"Of course it's alive, dear." She smiled softly. "I got you back, that useless old cousin of Popetua is not good at fighting. And there is nothing that I can do to a being of her level, but from outside her world. "

"I remember that your fairies in the lake can't use power to interfere with other worlds?"

"That's our oath, yes," Seyani explained to him patiently. "But who is the object of the oath?"

"World Barrier?"

"That's right! The reason why the World Barrier itself is unwilling to let us use power to interfere with the world's operations is because it is afraid that it will break them, but the circumstances at the time did not allow it to think so."

Seyani shrugged, and the two plump pairs shook again, causing He Shenyan to wonder for a while whether to look at her face or her chest. She was obviously satisfied with the mage's response, pressed his face hard, and laughed like a blue breath in his ear.

"It allowed me to do it, just for once--oh, why didn't you and Meloine come to me first? Don't do such a dangerous thing next time, do you know how important you are?"

He Shenyan struggled to break free from the soft bondage, and he was almost suffocated to death. The mage said very depressed: "How do you feel that I am a rare material in your description?"

"No no no no."

Seyani looked at him and said with a smile: "There are so many worlds in the endless star sea, there are countless mages, and there are many cross-border mages. But only you are special..."

She hugged He Shenyan and sank to the bottom of the lake again: "Now, let's talk about the past."

This time, the mage did not choose to resist.

He rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, it's just a reward for her.

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