Chapter 1483: Birds and Return (Twenty-Eight)

Beelzebub's dozen pairs of eyes widened instantly. He looked at Bruce in front of him as if he had seen a ghost. A dark shadow rose into the sky, and an unbelievable angry roar echoed at the top of the mage tower.

"Batman, are you sick?!

Bruce picked out his ears and said: "I'm not sick, but I think you won't be satisfied with me letting a group of human cubs attend your celebration, but I really can't get away. I just have a celebration here, so why not everyone?" How about we get together and have some fun?”

Andrew, who was standing next to Schiller, looked at the figure of the Devil floating in the air. His jaw almost dropped in shock. Schiller folded his arms, tapped his arm with his fingertips and said, "Bruce's previous contract partner I haven’t responded to him for a long time, I think he may want to change to the Demon King Fuzuo.”

"But don't summon him here directly!" Andrew shouted loudly, and then looked around, watching the drunken demon generals wreaking havoc everywhere, scaring the apprentices in his mage tower to scream and run. He said helplessly: "Dr. Schiller, you really have a good apprentice. My mage tower cannot withstand such a torment."

"Relax, Master Andrew. Think about it, a demon king personally comes to congratulate you on your birthday. How many great mages have had such an honor since ancient times?" Schiller said with a smile.

Andrew was slightly stunned. The white-bearded mage rolled his eyes, and then he laughed out loud and said, "That's right, Dr. Schiller, you really have a good apprentice."

"Do you think I'm the same as Belena's family? I have no interest in the human world, and I don't need any human agents. Get out of here!" Beelzebub said angrily.

"What did you say last sentence?"

"I said I don't need an agent..."

"One more sentence."

"Uh... do you think I'm the same as Belena's family?"

"If you don't need an agent, maybe soon you'll be like him."

Beelzebub opened his eyes a dozen more times. He looked at Bruce in disbelief and said, "You threaten me?! How dare a little human threaten the mighty Demon King of Hell?!"

"You misunderstood, Your Majesty Beelzebub." Bruce shook his head and said, "What happened to Your Majesty Belial was just an accident. It is impossible for me to use such a powerful power a second time."

"If you insist on doing this, then there is nothing I can do about it. Since you still have a celebration to do, I won't bother you today. You can go back and think about it. We will talk about it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow we will..." Beelzebub was choked for a moment, but he continued to speak loudly: "Are you still planning to drag me here again?! Batman! I'm warning you! You can't be so callous to a demon king. etiquette, otherwise..."

"What else?" Bruce asked with a smile.

Beelzebub was choked again. He really didn't know what else to do.

First of all, it was very strange that Batman swallowed an entire demon king with a human soul. In theory, this was impossible to happen, but it happened.

If Beelzebub says to Batman, "I'm going to kill you," Batman will still go to hell after death. So who can guarantee that he won't swallow the soul of a demon king for the second time?

If he threatens Batman with sinking his soul into an abyss of eternal pain like he threatened Constantine or any other magician who messed with him, then how can he ensure that he extracts his soul before he can? And after being taken to hell, won't he be swallowed up by Batman?

In fact, as the extremely high-ranking Demon King of Hell, Beelzebub had no idea how Batman ate Belial. He didn't understand the principle, so naturally he couldn't prevent it, so it was related to Batman's soul. All operations must be done with caution, he does not want to become a second snack.

Beelzebub had some scruples, so naturally he could not treat humans as a group of ants like before, and just looked down on them from a high place.

He even had to hold back his rage, stare at Bruce with a dozen pairs of eyes, and ask: "You damn human! You can't drag me here every day. This is complete harassment. What on earth do you want to do?" "

"You really don't need a pope?"

"Why do I need a pope? And why do you want to be a pope???" Beelzebub was puzzled.

He couldn't understand the thoughts of the human being in front of him at all. Why did he go to all this trouble to summon him just to become the pope?

Beelzebub knew that human beings contracted with demons for nothing more than power, and those so-called popes and agents of the demon monarchs were just beggars held in the palm of the demon's hand.

But Batman eating Belial alive has caused all the devils in hell to put him on the same level. Beelzebub does not have the ability to break the fourth wall, so he does not know most of Batman's abilities. Due to his fundamental personality, I thought that Batman's trump card was far more powerful than the Devil of Hell.

Since he can conquer hell, why should he make a contract with another demon king and pray to him for strength?

But at this time, Bruce's eyes were no longer on him, but turned to look at most of the demon palace that had also been summoned.

Beelzebub's demon palace was built on a cliff in the cracks of the Hell Abyss. More than half of the walls were the cliff itself, so most of the rooms had fallen apart after being summoned.

Bruce walked towards the ruins of the palace without hesitation, walking with long strides, as if he was in a deserted place, as confidently as if he had returned home.

Beelzebub, flying in the air, suddenly turned his head and shouted to Bruce: "Hey, where are you going? Stay away from my palace!"

"Your Majesty, do you have a study here?"

"What does this have to do with you?!"

"As your pope, although I don't need the blessing of power, it's okay to receive the baptism of knowledge, right?... I just seemed to see a few rows of bookshelves?"

"Hey! Wait! Don't touch my statue! It's made of molten gold from the abyss!

!"

The Robins standing next to the palace ruins watched Batman fly across the entire palace ruins like the wind, and leaped at high speed on the top of the building debris with agility.

So such a strange scene appeared outside the gate of the wizard tower, people flying in front, and demons chasing behind - but they couldn't catch up.

When passing by the Robins, Bruce shouted to them: "Hey! You, keep up!"

The three Robins had no time to think about why Batman asked them to keep up. The muscle memory of cooperating with Batman for many years made them follow behind Batman without hesitation.

Soon, Bruce and several Robins stopped near a large spire fragment. Bruce stood on the top of the towering spire and looked down at the ruins of the building below, and said.

"It seems that this should be the library of His Majesty Beelzebub's palace. As His Majesty's Pope, it is necessary to preserve the precious books accumulated in the palace for His Majesty over the years when the palace is in such a disaster..."

Then he waved to the Robins behind him and said, "Come on, Nightwing, you move this half, and you two move the back part. Be careful not to damage the pages..."

Beelzebub finally landed from mid-air. He shrank a little and said in disbelief: "You summoned my palace just to steal my library??!

Beelzebub couldn't bear it anymore and roared again: "Batman! Are you sick? !

But Bruce waved his hand at him impatiently and said, "It's none of your business. You can go over there and celebrate your common celebration with Master Andrew. Please wish Her Royal Highness the Princess a happy wedding."

After that, he jumped down from the spire and moved the books together. Watching Bruce's figure going away, Beelzebub opened his mouth, closed it again, opened his mouth again, and closed it again.

You say he is a robber, he has the ability to eat the devil alive, but he chose to rob only a library. You say he is not a robber, he came to trick and sneak attack Beelzebub, a tens of thousands of years old old comrade, just to rob his library.

If Beelzebub doesn't stop him, he might lose his library forever. If he stops him, what if Batman changes his mind and doesn't want to rob the library, but the devil himself?

The fundamental reason why Beelzebub is not taking action now is that what Batman has done to him has not reached the point where he risks being eaten and starts a war.

Isn't it just a library? Even if he moved it back, he wouldn't understand it. Human life span is only a hundred years. At worst, he can move it back after he dies. Beelzebub comforted himself like this.

Beelzebub floated above the ruins of a messy palace, his figure was quite bleak. He remembered a sentence Lucifer once said - the evil of hell is far less than the madness of human beings.

At this time, Bruce, who was moving books in the ruins of the library, seemed to be unsatisfied. He took out a bat dart from his waist and activated the loudspeaker on it. In an instant, his shouting echoed around the wizard tower.

"Wayne Engineering Group is looking for movers, Wayne Engineering Group is looking for movers..."

At first, most people didn't understand what he was shouting, and didn't know what the so-called movers were going to move, but Bruce's words made everyone's eyes glow green.

"Collect all the knowledge books in the ruins and store them in the designated location. The transportation of items is settled by kilograms, one million US dollars per kilogram, and no credit! Repeat again..."

Few modern magicians can live in seclusion in the mountains and forests to be self-sufficient. Most people still have to live in the industrial society and enjoy the convenience brought by modern cities, so they will inevitably face the reality of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Although borrowed magic does not need to spend human currency, the materials for casting spells must be bought by yourself. Except for a few materials that can only be collected in the magic world, most precious metals still have to be purchased through the trading methods of ordinary people.

The main feature of precious metals is that they are expensive. Magic, alchemy and alchemy have been hobbies that burn money since ancient times. Most magicians who can live to a time when they have a stable source of power have quite rich family assets, but no matter how rich they are, they can't be as rich as the Wayne Group. Who would complain about having too much money?

Looking at the apprentices swarming in from all directions, Bruce, standing on the top of the spire, nodded and thought that Schiller was right. Sometimes vulgar things are more touching, and human beings' pursuit of wealth is endless.

"Boy, you really exceeded my expectations." A voice sounded behind Bruce. He turned his head and saw the beautiful Lady Shangdu standing on the other side of the top of the spire, slowly walking towards him.

"Thank you, ma'am." Bruce bowed his head modestly, then looked up at Lady Shangdu and said sincerely: "Thank you for your help. I have had in-depth communication with His Majesty Beelzebub. You can take away valuable items in his palace as compensation for your power."

Lady Shangdu raised her eyebrows, finally showed a sincere smile, and said: "Dr. Schiller really accepted a good apprentice."

After saying that, she turned her head to look at the ruins below, blinked, and asked curiously: "Can I ask why you are interested in the library in Beelzebub's Palace?"

"I'm just interested in knowledge."

"This is rare." Lady Shangdu commented, she glanced at Bruce's eyes again, hesitated a little, and still reminded him.

"Bruce, I am a few years older than you, please forgive me for reminding you that most of the books owned by the demon king are obscure and difficult to understand, and most of them are dark and evil. Most of the knowledge in them will drive humans crazy just by looking at them, so even if you move those books back, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get the power you want from them."

"I don't want power, I'm interested in knowledge itself." Bruce said, looking at Lady Shangdu's eyes intently.

Mrs. Xanadu looked away in a panic. She reached out and gently touched the amulet on her neck, then sighed and said, "People have different pursuits, and yours is pure and shocking. I thought I could repay Dr. Schiller's favor by helping you, but I didn't expect that I would get the upper hand in the end."

"In that case, I am also willing to provide you with some help in the areas you are interested in. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

"My pleasure, ma'am."