I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 1544 The Son of Famine
"The spirit of hunger is a collection of resentment and resentment born of human hunger.

Belief is the foundation of faith, and faith is the foundation of belief in God.

Gods can be born in obsession, and demons can also be born in obsession.

The Hungry Spirit is the last obsession of the hungry.

Therefore, anyone who is possessed by a hungry spirit will eat like crazy.

During the famine, refugees ate leaves, mud, and people, and people possessed by hungry spirits also ate leaves, rags, and people.”

"I'm a little dizzy. His tobacco leaves are poisonous." Barry suddenly covered his forehead and shook his body.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to explain, Baiteman said first, "It's Du Ping, not poison, but a hallucinogen."

"Very energetic, what is it?" Zha Kang asked excitedly.

"Do you want some too?" The old priest handed over the small cloth bag containing the tobacco leaves, "You can chew it with your mouth, which is a little lighter.

This is the treasure given to us by the spirits of our ancestors.

It is very harmful to mortals, but it is very good for mages to meditate. It is the only hospitality thing I can offer here. "

Zha Kang really untied the cloth bag, took out a brown-green leaf and stuffed it into his mouth.

It was very bitter and astringent in the mouth, but as soon as the saliva fell into the stomach, it immediately fell like a ball of hot lava.

"I'm here, it's too fierce." Zha Kang, with mosquito-repellent eyes on his face, twisted his expression insanely, "Bateman, did my brains spray out from the top of my head and splash all over you?"

"No." Baiteman's eyes were clear, and his voice was as deep and hoarse as before.

"Ah, I saw it, my brains fell to the ground, I heard the sound of the earth, my brains splashed into the air, wow, I'm overlooking the world from the sky" Zha Kang's eyes slanted and his mouth slanted, he danced and babbled nonsense , "shit, it turns out that there is a spirit of the earth in the Cuishan tribe, which took me to travel through mountains, rivers, land and time."

"What's wrong with him?" Barry asked nervously.

"Don't worry." The old priest's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled and said to the vigilant superhero: "You guys just think that he has fallen into a real illusion.

There, he saw a lot of history about this land, and he could feel the origin of the hungry spirit more intuitively. "

"Do you want us to chew tobacco leaves too?" Flash asked.

The old priest shook his head, continued the previous words, and said: "Just now I have explained the origin of the famine lord Namos, now you already know what is killing people in America?"

"The son of Namos, the son of famine? Why did it slaughter the alien guests?" Baiteman said.

"The son of Namos has another identity. You are a billionaire in the United States, the boss of the world's agricultural giant, and the 'Patriot Parker' who was given a chance to be reborn by Harley Quinn."

The old priest stared at Baiteman and said quietly: "He was reincarnated as the son of the demon god, the son of Namos."

"Imai Kar!" Barry exclaimed, "Could it be that Parker is a benevolent person who saves the world? Only with great merit and virtue can one enter the 'Way of Heaven and Humanity'."

"Parker is a beast." The old priest patted the straw mat vigorously, and said excitedly, "As long as your Justice League does a little bit of personnel work, today's tragedy will not happen!"

"Why are we out of business?" Barry said angrily.

"You turn a blind eye to the harm that Parker's agricultural company has done to the African people, and you don't know what you see, and you don't know what you know. Thousands of people died of genetic diseases, and those who survived were also suffering from famine.

The prosperous manor turned into dry and cracked 'stone land', the dense forest withered and disappeared, and even the groundwater seemed to be sucked up by the devil.

Where were you then?Why don't you stop the evil deeds of American researchers? "The old priest asked loudly.

"What are you talking about? Don't change the subject." Barry frowned.

Baiteman also said: "After you finish answering our questions, we will answer your questions, what you just said."

At this moment, Zha Kang, who was dancing and flying to madness, seemed to wake up from a dream, and suddenly returned to normal, with a complicated expression: "I already understand what happened.

Tim Parker's company used to conduct secret experiments on alien genetically modified crops here.

They successfully turned a wealthy tribe on the road to modernization into a living hell.

There are demons in hell.

Years of famine here caught Namos' eye.

He has come, and he intends to turn the Cuishan Tribe into a 'fly' on his body.

This old man exchanged the faith of the whole family for the mercy of the demon king.

Namos certainly has no mercy, but of course he prefers the faith and sacrifices of living people to a mere little hungry spirit.

Anyway, when all the people in the Cuishan tribe die, the hungry spirit will still belong to him, and the hungry spirit will be even bigger by then.

But old man, you are also a ruthless character.”

Zha Kang looked at the skinny old man with more admiration, "You tempted Namos with the potion, and let him mate with the tribe's 'Holy Maiden' to give birth to the Son of Famine.

If your plan is successful, not only will the Cuishan Tribe not become the nourishment for the birth of Hungry Spirits, but they will also turn their backs on customers and get Namos' handle.

Every devil hopes to leave seeds in the world, and every seed is a bridge connecting hell and the world.

At the same time, the children of famine are also a deterrent force comparable to nuclear weapons, which can protect the tribe from outsiders.

It's a pity that your luck is not very good, you old man, you are lucky.

You are not the witch Harley, you are not even as good as me, it is still a big advantage if you want to fight wits and courage with the devil, what are you dreaming?
Failure now is also equal to timely stop loss.

Now that the heroes of the Justice League are here, we will definitely not let Namos torment your Cuishan tribe again. "

The little old man with the rune face smiled bitterly, "If the heroes of the Zhenglian can be relied on, we will not end up like this."

Baiteman frowned and said, "The son of the devil is Tim Parker? He actually reincarnated as the son of the devil."

"I don't know whether to say that old Puck's luck is exploding or his fate is ill-fated." Zha Kang's eyes showed envy and regret, "Reincarnated as the son of the demon king, the direct grandson of the demon king Beelzebub, this kind of opportunity is millions of years old. It is also a rare encounter.

If he is tolerant and smart enough, if he can grow up normally, when his bloodline awakens, he will ascend to the sky in one step and become a demon god.

As if he is smart enough to take the initiative to ask Zhenglian for help when he becomes an adult, it may not be impossible to become the second 'Raven'.

At that time, the sky is really high and the birds are flying, and the longevity and great power are all in the body. "

"Even if he is not patient enough, even if he is stupid, as long as he is not Tim Parker, I will be willing to be a servant and train him to be the guardian of Cuishan.

When he becomes an adult, I will suggest him to travel across the ocean and go to the United States to be a superhero, to be with you gods in the world, and to get your protection."

A strong resentment appeared on the old man's face, he gritted his teeth and said, "But he is Tim Parker, the biggest enemy of our Cuishan tribe, and an absolutely unforgivable existence."

"How did you find out his identity?" Baiteman asked.

"Hehe, that guy is stupid, he took the initiative to speak, and pretended to be a fool." Zha Kang laughed.

"That's true." Barry and Bertman were speechless after hearing this.

What kind of brain circuit is this, to pretend to be a god, and to pretend to be a god that other people believe in
Zha Kang continued: "The old priest asked him to hand over the secret account to prove his identity in this life.

He had no choice but to hand in.

If there are only US dollars and gold in the account, it is difficult to see his identity.

However, old Parker also planned to take back the agricultural company in his next life, and specially reserved a part of the original stock for himself. "

The old priest said: "Even if I don't have the original stock, I still have the means to find out his identity. It's impossible for him to pretend."

"And then?" Batterman asked.

"You asked Moto if he had lunch, and you must have seen that we had nothing to eat, but we looked satisfied and didn't feel hungry.

Because the tribe was too hungry, I had no choice but to pray to Namos for a miracle again.

Before Tim Parker came out, I was planning to sacrifice a child to Namos last night, to have the famine god seal all of our hunger inside that child.

That child will suffer the hunger of all of us, worse than hell, suffering from extreme hunger every second, and the rest will not feel hungry for a long time, and will not starve to death. "

The old priest said sadly, "Sacrificing one of them to let the others live is cruel, but I can't help it.

I'm not without effort.

I posted a lot of videos asking for help on social media.

As a result, all other accounts were blocked except for Xiaogou Video.com.

Even though the puppy video got some attention from some people on the Internet, a group of up owners immediately jumped out to crack down on me, saying that I was related to some terrorist organizations, and they wanted to deceive everyone's sympathy and money.

Even if someone still sends me money, the donation will be intercepted by the long arm of your American government.

Caring people who wanted to deliver food to us were also stopped from a long distance away.

When I entered Noah's Ark in the darkest night and the battle of green lights, I went to the Flash and many superheroes for help, but you all ignored me. "

"Did you look for me?" Barry was a little embarrassed and suspicious, "I don't remember you."

"You're too fast, you disappeared before I opened my mouth," said the old priest.

Barry was very aggrieved, "But that doesn't mean I ignore you."

The old priest shook his head, "You have been to our tribe several times, if you really want to, stop for a moment and ask 'what's going on here' or 'do you need assistance', it is difficult?"

"I really didn't find anything special about you, I've been to every corner of the world, and I've seen too many places that are poorer than yours.

You have at least a relatively prosperous town here, with many three-to-four-story buildings and network base stations. "Barry said.

"Other places are the same as ours. Residents get genetic diseases and become fools?" the old man raised his voice.

"There are so many." Barry said helplessly, "And I'm just the guardian of Central City. I don't want to interfere with matters related to the local government."

"Excuse!" The old priest said sternly: "When your government uses the Justice League as an example to prove to the world that the United States is the guardian of the earth, a symbol of peace and justice, and a savior that all people on earth should trust, why don't you Say you have nothing to do with politics?
When American soldiers invaded other countries and distributed your posters and toy figures all over the streets to reduce the resistance of the people, why didn't you announce 'don't involve me in regional political conflicts'?
When I posted on the puppy video forum to expose the dangers of alien genetically modified crops, denounced the US government for being shameless, and countless navy soldiers refuted me with pictures and videos of you saving the world, where did you go? "

"I..." Ba Li blushed, faltered and couldn't speak.

Baiteman also pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

Zha Kang, on the other hand, had nothing to do with himself, and watched the excitement from the sidelines with a smile on his face.

After a while, Bitman said in a hoarse voice: "Even if you want to take revenge on the US and the US government, there is no need to attack the alien guests.

First, they are innocent.

Secondly, it is the entire earth civilization that suffers from the difficult-to-end interstellar diplomatic accident, not just the United States. "

"Do you think I have the guts to provoke noble alien guests? I dare not even make a move even the master of the country of the United States." The old priest's tone was sarcasm, but his face was sad. My tribe, I risked my life to curse Tim Parker and a bunch of bastards in the White House.

But today is different, I have fetters and the whole tribe to take care of, but you have countless superheroes who are as powerful as gods.

Even Naboo's powerful 'human being's number one spirit wizard' has joined the Justice Society.

My mere junior archmage, cursing your leader with black magic, isn't it suicide?
I'm not afraid of death, but if the gentlemen in the White House know that I use black magic to deal with them, they will definitely use methods ten thousand times more terrifying than black magic to deal with the Cuishan tribe.

Just like you have done to other countries and peoples countless times in the past and now.

I'm aggrieved, I'm cowardly, I don't dare to offend Lord Mi, who is guarded by the 'God of the World', the only thing I can do is to actively summon evil spirits to devour the hunger of the people, and then seal the evil spirits into my grandson's body."

The old priest burst into tears, "My five grandsons and two granddaughters all fell into hell under the torture of endless hunger, and eventually became 'flies' on Namos.

Now it's finally the turn of the other kids and I don't want to, but that's all I can do.

I have a tribe to take care of, and I dare not take revenge like some great wizards you have declared terrorists.

Justice League is too strong.

Look at the kind-hearted imams in the Middle East, just quietly dedicated your former speaker to the devil, and you became excited, even ignoring the green light for a big trial with foreign guests.

A group of superheroes cooperated with American soldiers to set off a bloody storm and slaughter there. "

"That's not the hero of Zhenglian. We never participate in any political actions." Barry said excitedly.

"But they are all superheroes, whether it's Zhenglian or some kind of ruling society or free alliance."

The old priest snorted, "And don't deny it, just you, Flash and Superman, have participated in the rescue of hostages countless times."

"We're dealing with terrorists," Barry said.

The old priest shouted: "Who will define their identities? It's not the US government!

In their own country, with the support of their own people, they did something that was not liked by you foreigners, and then they became sinners.

Now that Sons of Famine is raging in America, you have to deal with it. Can I, a foreigner, accuse you of besieging Sons of Famine as a terrorist activity?If I save the children of famine, is it equivalent to saving innocent hostages? "

"Priest Moab, your words are too extreme." Baiteman said.

"My words are indeed extreme. Not all terrorists are innocent and good citizens, but you are even more extreme. No American is a good person!" The old priest sneered.

"Where is Admiral Yinhe? She is also an American." Zha Kang asked with a smile.

"Oh, why does God favor the United States so much? Why didn't she be born in our Green Mountain Tribe? We need her more! Now that she is from the United States, I dare to scold any American, but I dare not make random comments on her." The old priest lamented.

"Hahaha, what a 'random comment'." Zha Kang laughed.

Betterman frowned and said, "If you weren't controlling the Son of Famine, why would it go to the United States to kill people?"

The old priest said: "Since I found out that he is Tim Parker and our great enemy, I will certainly not think about training him to become an 'African God King'.

It just so happened that the next ceremony to seal the hunger was coming, so I asked him to replace the children in the tribe as the carrier of the tribe's hunger.

Not only did I draw out all the physical and psychological hunger of the tribesmen and seal them in his body, but I also let him bear the suffering and darkness accumulated in this land.

Then he went crazy and out of control.

Too much suffering and darkness made him alienate into an uncontrollable strange existence.

I thought he was still hovering on the African continent, or went to hell, but I didn't expect him to go directly back to the United States to commit massacres. "

Speaking of this, he showed a strange smile on his face, "Hehehe, now I have a guess in my mind.

The tribesmen living on this land in the past and now have resentment towards those who persecute us in their hearts. People will die, but the resentment will not disappear.

Now all hatred has entered into the child of famine, twisting him into a god of vengeance. "

"The alien guests murdered by him have never offended you," Barry said.

The old priest shrugged, "Maybe it's his own resentment, hating the people who betrayed him, hating the people who attended the banquet together but survived."

"I've said everything I can say now, if you want to arrest me, just come."

He closed his eyes, with an expression of indifference as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

"You wanted to ask me a question just now." Baiteman said.

"I've got the answer," he said.

"What answer?" Batterman asked.

"The Justice League is the sword of the United States to oppress other nations." The old priest said.

"Nonsense, how did you come to this conclusion? What did we say?" Barry said angrily.

The old priest opened his eyes slightly, "Haven't you said enough? You kept contradicting my words, never apologizing, nor did you show any regret or reflection.

It shows that you don't care about today's reality at all, and today's reality will continue to be maintained. "

"You're not right, why don't you let me refute?" Barry said.

The old priest closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

"We're going to take you back to the United States. We'll talk about the accountability later. Now help us solve the children of the famine." Baiteman said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)