The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 4289 Heroes Strike! (Twenty-One)

"Let's welcome the desert's big winner—Batman!!!"

When two very similar figures appeared on the screen, everyone paused in their tracks.

No way, is there any justice in this world?!

Sure enough, two Batmen appeared on the screen. One of them was wearing a shiny metallic armor, his head slightly tilted back, and the lines from head to toe were as sharp as a drawn sword.

The other was much more profound. He was wrapped in a black cape, tall and slender, exuding a dark yet elegant mystery, while also conveying the primal sense of oppression that Batman brings.

It was Arkham Batman and the main universe Batman. When the others in the room recognized them, most of them laughed in exasperation.

Okay, okay, so it's Dad's squared form, right? If there's anything more difficult to deal with than Batman using Superman's body, it's probably Batman using Batman's body.

Even more terrifying is that the person appearing on the field is Arkham Batman. That is to say, the body they are using is that of Arkham Batman—a terrifying body containing two even more terrifying souls.

One Batman, controlling his body, could resolve all the disasters in Gotham City and solve all the mysteries in one night. Two Batmen, then, would probably only need half a night.

This isn't really metaphysics. If Batman had two processors, he could perceive the external world while simultaneously thinking internally; react rapidly while making meticulous judgments; observe others' reactions while managing his body movements; and collect behavioral data while conducting real-time analysis.

“Haha,” Stark laughed, “Schiller is in for a world of trouble.”

"I hope you can still laugh later." Did Steve not know what Stark was like?

Then, the Beyonders announced the winners of the most perplexing region, "The Moon"—Pride and Nyarlathotep.

Strangely, only Pride appears on screen; the other character doesn't even have a concrete image, appearing only as a black shadow. Greed and Gray Mist appear similarly, with only Greed appearing as a figure, followed by floating gray mist.

So the two of them simply came out together, one on each side. This immediately brought the atmosphere to a icy low. Some people were already looking around, searching for the escape routes.

In fact, if you were to interview the audience now and ask them who they thought would ultimately win the game, probably not one out of ten would choose Schiller. Because the remaining players are simply too strong on paper; aren't they all incredibly powerful?

But if you were to ask who was most likely to destroy the stadium, kill the host, and send everyone back to their hometowns, almost everyone would answer Schiller. That guy was just too much troublemaker.

In almost every instance where Schiller was assigned, it's hard to say exactly what changes he made to the plot, or how much he contributed to the completion of the instance. However, he always managed to impress other participants with his coding skills—he could patch up the holes and make the plot work. Otherwise, how could you become gods?
When faced with a problem, Schiller usually only has two choices: either step outside the problem to see it from a different perspective, or become the problem himself, and then the problem ceases to be a problem. Regardless of which choice he makes, it's a huge test of the stability of the Doujie code—he's the kind of person who would go to a tavern and order fried rice.

So, before Schiller arrived, everyone was concerned about who was stronger; after Schiller appeared, everyone was only concerned about where they would run if the code crashed.

But in reality, not many people really care. If the code crashes, running it won't make a difference; if the code doesn't crash, there's no need to run it. So they have free time to worry about other things, like who would win between Schiller and Schiller.

Most people don't know that all Schillers are the same person. They might assume that different Schillers are like different Batmen—isomorphic beings from different universes. They're also curious about who's superior.

But more than that question, they were curious about another one—who the hell dares to sit in a row with Schiller?
When the Transcendent mentioned the names Nyarlathotep and the Nameless Mist, some who knew about these Outer Gods suddenly realized. No wonder, it's not surprising if they are Outer Gods.

But this raises another question: which of these two Outer Gods is stronger?
The atmosphere quickly returned to its lively state. Since there was no way to escape anyway, they might as well resolve their doubts first. They began discussing what exactly Nyarlathotep was all about, and where this rarely seen, nameless mist came from.

Because Nyarlathotep is more active in DC Comics, and Batman is the kind of person who gets to the bottom of everything, the DC superheroes know more about Nyarlathotep. The one who knows the most is Batman the Fiend, who is currently watching from the audience, seemingly a defeated fighter from one of the areas. The others are listening to him tell Nyarlathotep's story.

Marvel, on the other hand, has a better understanding of the Gray Fog, primarily due to their knowledge of Schiller's universe. They are unclear about the origins of the Nameless Fog, only knowing its general nature. Even just knowing its nature is quite astonishing.

Alright, enough rambling, let's get straight to the point. The contestant said, "The format is very simple: after a draw, players will compete in pairs until only the final champion remains. Now tell me, who are you most looking forward to seeing?!"

There were all sorts of shouts from the crowd. And amidst the cheers, the draw began. In this kind of competition, the draw is always a highlight. The organizers placed a huge jar in the center of the arena; the audience could see what they drew, but the participants themselves couldn't.

The draws began in the order of appearance. First, the Scarlet Witch floated over. She shook the jar with her Scarlet Power, looking somewhat nervous, but still reached out and grabbed something from inside.

A red ball floated out. She looked at it, but found that she couldn't open the ball, so she realized that the person who caught the ball of the same color as her must be her opponent in the next round.

Then came Magneto. He walked over, used his magnetism to spin the jar, and pulled out a ball, but it wasn't red; it was yellow.

Next up was Superman from the main universe. He thought for a moment, then instead of turning the can, he pulled out a blue ball.

After three consecutive misses, boos began to emanate from the stands. However, the noise subsided when Batman entered the arena.

Batman doesn't bother with any fancy tricks; he just touches it casually, and the ball he pulls out is blue.

A deafening roar erupted from the crowd; everyone was screaming their lungs out. Keep in mind, Superman's side was a Superman from the main universe, and Batman's side also had a Batman from the main universe! What was this?! This was Superman vs. Batman!!!

Bruce's ears were ringing from the noise below. He quickly took a bite of his corn on the cob, only to hiss and hiss from the spiciness. Selena rolled her eyes at him and said, "You should have said you couldn't handle spicy food earlier."

"How was I supposed to know the original flavor was spicy?!"

"This is a Mexican corn cob, honey. Haven't you ever been to a rugby game?"

"You know I always sit in private rooms and eat either cheese platters or organic fruit juice. How would I know what the original flavor of Mexican corn on the cob tastes like?"

"Stop eating, I'll go buy you an ice cream to cool you down. There's going to be a good show later."

Bruce wiped his mouth as he said, "The main universe's Superman actually teamed up with Batwoman. He's unlucky to have run into his own universe's Batman; he's probably going to be in trouble."

"I don't think so. Just because the main universe's Batman understands the main universe's Superman, does that mean the main universe's Superman doesn't understand the main universe's Batman? Understanding is mutual. Besides, Superman's body is stronger than Batman's, isn't it?"

"I don't think so."

Then it was Arrogance's turn to draw lots. He pulled out a yellow ball, meaning this match would be between him and Magneto.

The last one doesn't need to be touched; it's definitely red, which means Greed and Gray Mist will have to fight Wanda and Jarvis.

Gray Mist grumbled, "How could this happen? Crimson Power hurts so much. What bad luck!"

"So, who do you think you'd be lucky to draw?"

Gray Mist thought for a moment and said, "If I had to pick one, it would probably be Magneto. After all, Professor X attacked you, and electromagnetism is nothing to me."

“You’re really a good partner,” Greed said. “I think Wanda and Jarvis are easier to deal with. Because Jarvis can’t really do anything without a body, and we don’t have anything he can hack, so it’s like we only have Wanda. I just don’t know what her abilities are.”

“Absolutely powerful,” Gray Mist said. “Too deadly.”

"I guess it was an area-of-effect attack. Because the broadcast just mentioned a quadra kill. I guess he might have used his ultimate when he was at low health and gotten a quadra kill, otherwise it would be very difficult to do. But if it was an area-of-effect attack, it's actually a good thing for us."

"why?"

"Think about your passive skill. You'll get hit no matter where you stand. If it's a single-target skill with high damage but low accuracy, you don't need to worry about accuracy when it hits you. But if it's an area-of-effect attack, the damage coefficient definitely won't be very high, and the attack frequency won't be too high either, otherwise it would be too ridiculous. It would actually deal less damage to you."

“I hope so,” said the gray fog.

“I’m wondering what kind of skill arrogance is,” Greed said. “It can’t be something like breaking down someone’s defenses with words, can it?”

As he spoke, he glanced over there and could clearly see that Arrogance's expression wasn't good, but Arrogance's expression was always not good, so he couldn't tell what was wrong. However, since they had won, their strength must be considerable.

“Nyarlathotep is not easy to deal with,” Gray Mist said. “My mental influence may not be effective against him, and my ultimate move may be useless, so I can’t use delaying tactics.”

"Don't worry, things will work out in the end. Besides, with our skill level, we'll probably be eliminated before we even meet him."

Meanwhile, Arrogance glanced at Greed, sighed, and thought to himself, "I don't think there's any need to be too nervous. With our skill level, we'd probably be eliminated before we even meet him."

Aside from the two of them, almost everyone was thinking to their partners, "It's okay, don't be too nervous. They might be eliminated before they even meet Schiller."