I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 1689 Original Sin and the New Savior
"Robert, Halle, since you have something to do, Lai and I will leave first." Gordon said goodbye.

He and Xiao Lai were on their way to visit relatives in the "King of Valor Gods", and they only passed by the tutelary mansion on the way before they were left for dinner by Robert Quinn, a hundred households.

Now that Robert is obviously going to be busy, he is naturally embarrassed to bother them any more.

"Is it safe for you to take Xiao Lai back alone? Why don't you wait for me for a while and let's go together." Harry said.

Gordon took out a Paradise Mountain mobile phone soaked in the magic power of hell, and said: "I will call Barbara when I leave. I am a ghost who believes in divine power and condenses my body, and I can respond to her magical call.

Directly through the space channel through the shadow world to enter the material world, without stepping out of the gate of hell, the whole process is protected by laws, even the devil can't stop it. "

Harry asked curiously: "This method is clever, but how did you get in in the first place?"

"It is true that I have to go through the gate of hell when I come in, but I will pray to the holy son of Jebi in advance. He doesn't have to come out to pick me up in person, as long as he keeps a trace of his spiritual thoughts on me, if he is in danger, the holy son can immediately help him. "Gordon's expression was sacred and grateful when he mentioned Yebi.

Harry nodded, "Then you go back first, I may have to wait for a while."

She wasn't surprised by Gordon's relationship with Jerby.

When Gordon became her "Advocate of God", the only "divine art" that Harley taught him was to give him to Yebby, and let Yebby teach him how to become a qualified black magician.

Gordon spent the next few years with Yebby.

In fact, Yebi didn't like him very much, and he didn't teach him much magic knowledge. Harley handed Gordon over to it, and it arranged a duke-level demon teacher for Gordon.

After Gordon disappeared into the light and shadow of the summoning magic with his arms around Lai, Harry took Zha Kang into the main hall of the "Guardian Mansion".

"This palace was built completely according to the rules of the devil. I haven't lived in it for a day. Now it's cheaper for you. You can live here until the interrogation is over." Harry glanced at the magnificent palace and said to Zha Kang.

Zha Kang curled his lips and said, "No matter how gorgeous the appearance is, it can't conceal its essence as a part of hell. Normal living people, even if they sleep in a bridge hole on the earth, are more comfortable than living here."

Not to mention living humans, even demons would rather sleep in bridge holes in the world.

Hell has never been about comfort and pleasure.

It is a place of pain and punishment, and even the air smells of soul-burning brimstone.

Harry looked him up and down, sneered, and said with a sneer: "You are right, it is true for all living people, except you. You stay in hell, and you don't know if hell is polluting you or you are polluting hell. "

With a sarcasm, she opened her mouth, and cloud after cloud of gray mist flew out of her throat, fell to the ground, and turned into evil spirits with ferocious faces and black smoke billowing from their bodies.

"Harley Quinn, pay me back!"

"Ah, I don't want to die. I still want to rule the central axis city. I still have tens of billions of dollars to spend."

After a little freedom, they would howl like ghosts and wolves, or curse or beg, showing all kinds of ugly things.

"Ahhhh—" But after they yelled twice, black flames suddenly burst out from their bodies, like torches lit one by one, and the cursing and pleading in their mouths also turned into pure howls of pain.

"Shit, what's going on?" Zha Kang was about to light a cigarette for himself, when the fierce spirit suddenly ignited like a torch, and the rising flame burned the hair on his forehead.

He didn't feel the burning pain, but the phantom that had been suppressed in the depths of his soul seemed to be on a stimulant, and he lost control for a moment. After he let out a cry, he fell to the ground with a "plop", like a goat. I was twitching all over my body.

Harry quickly stopped "spitting out evil spirits", and subconsciously activated all the defensive force fields on his body.

Some effect, but too late.

The black flames burned blazingly, like ping pong balls being ignited, the fire was extremely powerful and burned into a handful of ashes at an extremely fast speed.

The whole process lasts less than 10 seconds.

Ten seconds later, the scene was quiet and empty, as if the criminal syndicate thugs lined up just now had never appeared.

"Gudong!" After a while, Robert Quinn, who was standing beside him, swallowed and said in a trembling voice, "Master Guardian, the evil spirit has completely disappeared after burning out."

"I know."

Harry walked up to Kang Zha, who was twitching and spitting at the corner of his mouth, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he looked embarrassed.

"What happened to Master Constantine? Why did those evil spirits just disappear?" Robert asked.

Harry was also shocked by the burning of the evil spirit into ashes. He couldn't give a definite answer for the time being, but said: "It's not a big problem with him, it's just that the phantom ran out of control."

Robert's complexion changed slightly, "It's not a small problem for the phantom to lose control."

"You also know about nightmare demonization?" Harry glanced at him.

Robert faltered and said: "There is a magic fair near the ferry of the River Styx. I have often gone there to kill time in the past few years, and I have also met some black magicians.

I have witnessed the failure of more than a dozen mages to cut phantoms, the main consciousness was replaced by phantoms, and they degenerated into high-level demons. "

One of the ways he spends time is hanging out with succubus girls, and he has recently raised three outhouses, and he also heard a lot of news from his old friend.

"You are lucky. In just a few years, you have met more than a dozen mages who failed to demonize Nightmare." Harry said.

Robert explained: "It's not my luck. Many magicians who are tortured by the demonization of nightmares will unconsciously enter hell when they lose control.

The sinful environment in hell can nourish phantoms and make nightmares quickly enter the late stage.

Mages know this, phantoms are mages, and know that going to Hell is good for them.

Those desperate mages have been occupied by phantoms for most of their consciousness. They came to hell by themselves in a daze.

You can perfectly integrate positive and negative phantoms, and you must not look down on mages who cut phantoms.

But for the vast majority of mages, it is extremely difficult to cut off the phantom, and they are close to death.

Almost all of them failed, and then the consciousness was completely occupied by phantoms, and they fell from humans to demons.

However, the demons born in this way possess all the memory and wisdom of a mage, and their level is often very high. Many demon kings and demon kings in the eighth and ninth floors of hell will arrange for their subordinates to recruit 'phantoms' at the ferry. "

He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I also recruited two phantoms for the tutelary mansion under your name.

They are smarter than ordinary demons, and they helped me catch many demons who were planning to sneak away to the world. "

Harley really looked at Papa Quinn with admiration, "It seems that you are doing well in hell."

"I'm good at communication, and I've made a lot of friends. With more friends, it's easier to do a lot of things, for example, to inquire about Stowaway Demons through them." Old Robert said with a smile.

"It's good that you can recognize your strengths and use them in your work." Halle praised.

After receiving the affirmation from the guardian envoy, old Robert was both happy and excited, and was about to say a few more flattering words, when Zha Kang on the ground was already screaming with his head in his arms, and kept rolling on the ground.

"My lord, he seems to be losing control. The black flame that the evil spirit burned just now was a bit strange, and it probably affected him."

With a thought in Harry's mind, the invisible golden membrane wrapped Zha Kang's body, and his defensive expertise was released, covering him.

No obvious effect.

She wasn't disappointed either, the specialty had no effect on phantoms.

Immediately afterwards, Harley's thoughts became one, all her mind converged to one place, and then activated the phantom emotions in her soul. An angry expression appeared on her face.

Robert next to him thought she was blaming him for talking too much, so he quickly shut his mouth and took two steps back in embarrassment.

But in the next second, the anger on Harry's face turned into greed again.

Then greed turns to hatred
Robert was completely confused and could only watch her keep changing her face.

However, he also noticed a rule, no matter how her expression kept changing, it was a catharsis of negative emotions.

About 2 minutes later, Harley showed a smile on his face, stepped forward two steps, walked up to Zha Kang, raised his milky white high-heeled shoes, and stepped on Zha Kang's face hard.

"Snapped!"

Robert could see that she was trying hard, but the heel of the shoe fell on Constantine's forehead, leaving only a small square red mark.

Instead, the outsole of the shoe broke his nose and caused nosebleeds.

"Clap clap clap!"

Robert was dumbfounded, watching Harry keep stepping on and kicking Constantine's cheek and head.

She always had a little excited smile on her face.

After a while, Constantine's face was covered with red marks and dust.

"Ah, it hurts, my face"

Just when Robert suspected that his guardian envoy had some kind of special habit, Constantine, whom he believed to be about to fail, suddenly groaned and regained consciousness.

Only then did Harry move his feet away, put his hands on his hips, and said with a smug smile, "John, you would never have imagined what I did just now."

——If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined it.

Robert Quinn complained in his heart.

"My face, my head. It hurts so much, it's like being stepped on by a group of mad cows." Zha Kang rubbed his cheeks and got up from the ground.

"Master Constantine, are you alright?" Robert asked in surprise.

He was even more shocked at this moment because he knew very well the risk of the Nightmare demonizing out of control.

He's not an idiot, although it's unbelievable, but the behavior of guarding the adults to step on Constantine's face just now is probably treating him.

Being stepped on by her high heels on the face can cure phantom out of control?

Robert couldn't believe it.

"Do you remember what happened just now?" Harry asked, looking at Zack Kang.

Zha Kang said blankly, "I seem to remember that the evil spirits of those crime syndicates are burning?"

With one side of his face, he said in horror: "I remembered, the black flames they burned had the pure original sin aura, only slightly contaminated, the phantom in my mind seemed to be drugged, and attacked my master like a madman. consciousness."

"Fack, my phantoms have gone berserk and out of control, and they want to—hey, why are my phantoms so obedient?"

Zha Kang's expression changed several times, becoming very strange and puzzled.

He turned to look at Harry, saw the smile and complacency on her face, and asked in surprise, "What did you do?"

Although he didn't know what happened, he understood that without the help of outsiders, he would never be able to easily pass this level.

And the only person who could help him at the scene was Harley.

"Would you believe me if I said I could see your phantom?" Harry asked.

Zha Kang didn't even think about it, subconsciously shook his head firmly, "It's absolutely impossible."

Harry said: "Theoretically, phantoms cannot be seen by outsiders, because phantoms are essentially a manifestation of a person's inner emotions, and they only exist in the heart.

As the saying goes, it is very difficult to know a person, but it is difficult to understand a person's heart. It is even difficult for him to do it himself.

But there are always exceptions to everything. "

"I'm a special case!" She pointed to herself, and said with a smile: "I can't see your phantom with the naked eye, but I have a smart brain, and when I have a flash of inspiration, I think of the original sin demon and Pandora's box.

In Belle Rive Prison, the evil intentions of heroes and villains combined to create the Sin Demon.

In Pandora's Box, phantoms of different gods merged with each other and became the original sinner.

This shows what? "

Zha Kang murmured: "It shows that the emotions between different individuals are similar and related, and even have the same essence."

Harry nodded vigorously, with no concealment of pride and excitement on his face, "Think again, if someone can perfectly control their own phantom, can they resonate with other people's phantom through their own phantom, and then affect other people's puppet?" ?”

Zha Kang's expression was startled, "You used your phantom to resonate with my phantom, and thus indirectly perceive my phantom?"

"That's right, my phantoms are perfectly integrated into the soul, they still exist, and they won't disappear until they are cut off.

I don't need to separate them from the soul again, I just need to control a phantom to occupy the main consciousness. For example, there is a phantom of hatred who wants to occupy your main consciousness and turn you into a hater.

I switched my phantoms one by one, and when I switched to 'hate phantom', I could feel your hate phantom on your head.

I have 108 emotional phantoms, switch them one by one to determine the general situation of your phantom.

After knowing which illusory person is occupying your main consciousness, I just need to walk over, like trampling a mouse to death, stepping it into a bloody mud, and I will successfully protect your main consciousness. "

As Harry said, he raised his leg and stepped on the ground.

"Ding!" The high heels collided with the floor tiles, making a crisp sound.

Zha Kang rubbed his cheeks and understood where his pain came from.

Harry continued: "Of course, trampling a mouse is just a metaphor.

Others can't see your phantoms, let alone touch them. If I just sense them, I still can't help you.

But just like the evil thoughts of heroes and villains merged into the original sin, like the phantoms of different gods in Pandora's box merged together.

I can not only perceive your phantom, but also let my phantom 'resonate' with it, which is equivalent to the fusion of phantom.

When I surrender my phantom, it is equivalent to destroying your phantom.

Of course, the essence of phantom is emotion, as long as you don’t take the initiative to give up an emotion—that is, cut off the phantom, no one can completely destroy your phantom.

When your heart beats, the phantom will wake up again in your heart.

But temporarily suppressing them can already wake you up.

I just want to wake you up, I don't expect to help you get through the demonization of the nightmare.

Nightmare demonization can only rely on oneself. "

"It's the first time in the world that you can help others suppress phantoms. Only you can do it in the entire multiverse." Robert Quinn said with admiration.

He knew exactly what it meant for Harley to help others suppress phantoms.

"If you take care of me during the nightmare demonization, the chance of the mage surviving the nightmare demonization can be almost increased to 100%. You are not afraid of failure, and if you keep repeating, you will always succeed." He said excitedly.

What he said about getting through the demonization of the nightmare is to follow the traditional method, subdue the phantom, and then cut off the phantom.

"Robert, you are very discerning." Harry was very helpful.

But Zha Kang rubbed his face and complained: "Since you know that stepping on a phantom is just a metaphor, why do you still step on my face? Even if you stand tens of meters away, motionless, you can still subdue your phantom in your heart, Then destroy the phantom who occupies my main consciousness."

"You're right, but it feels better when you step on it," Harry said.

The phantom of the mage often breaks free when his state of mind is lost, and runs out of the body. The images of little devils with blue faces and fangs run and crawl around on the ground—this is the perspective of the mage himself.

In fact, neither the tree nor the wind moved, but the human heart.

Only when the mage's mind was disturbed could he "see" the phantom running around on the ground.

If you trample the phantom on the ground into a pulp with your feet at this time, it is not really touching the phantom with your feet, but the mage's heart has subdued it.

The act of stepping on the phantom is just a kind of psychological comfort.

Just like when playing a game with a handle, subconsciously press the button hard when the game character is in danger, as if you press hard, the game character will move more fiercely.

Harley "sees" Zack Kang's phantom riding on his face to output crazily, and directly tramples them into a ball of fleshy mud with his feet. He feels very happy, and the sense of blow is stronger and more direct.

"After being stepped on by you, my face will also feel a lot of pain, pain and shame for a long time." Zha Kang said in a bad mood.

"Just recall the helplessness and fear of being dominated by phantoms, and you won't feel the pain and shame," Harry said.

"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you, I won't play with you anymore, I want to go home." Zha Kang waved his hands and walked out with a tired expression.

"Come on, the Justice League is still waiting for you, you can't let them down." Harry shouted.

Zha Kang paused in his footsteps, turned around and said, "Have all the vicious ghosts of the crime syndicate not died yet?"

"It's only been broken down in half, and there are still a dozen left." Harry said.

"They can't survive in hell. Once they enter hell, they will quickly decompose into original sin." Zha Kang's eyes flickered, and he said through a spiritual voice transmission: "You lied to the Justice League. The original sin that pollutes universe 3 comes from God, right? Gods Just blamed.

It's the old God style, like something He could do. "

"Don't talk nonsense." Harry said seriously.

"The iron-like evidence is here, and you still don't want to admit it?" Zha Kang sneered again and again, "If the original sin didn't come from the old God, why did they degrade themselves and be absorbed by hell as soon as they came to hell?"

"Hell is the 'lung' of the multiverse, which has the function of automatically purifying sinful energy." Harley said solemnly.

"You can keep talking, anyway, I don't believe it." Zha Kang said.

Harry didn't bother to talk to him, and said directly: "Think about it with your brains that have been gnawed by phantoms, since the murderous ghosts of the crime syndicate began to decompose themselves after leaving my stomach world, why can't I guarantee that they are alive?" In hell, but won't decompose?"

Zha Kang turned around and continued to walk out the door, saying as he walked, "I believe you can do it, but I'm really tired and physically hurt. You should go find someone else, such as that 'Dead Eye Da Yi', He's equally unafraid of contamination by Syndicate villains."

Harley had no choice but to take out her phone and send Oliver a text message.

Oliver readily agreed.

Harley opened up a special area at the junction of the "King of Valkyrie" and hell, which solved the problem of the disappearance of the criminal syndicate's soul.

The domain is maintained by the laws of the Kingdom of God, ensuring that the evil spirits will not dissipate.

The breath of original sin exuded by the evil spirit can quickly sink into hell, minimizing the impact on Oliver.

After doing all this, Harley took a Syndicate evil spirit into the depths of hell.

She wants to study the detailed process and reason for the disappearance of the evil spirit.

Only Oliver and his father remained in the tutelary mansion.

"Father, how are you doing recently?"

This was the first time Oliver saw his father after the era of Valkyrie King.

For him, the two had been separated for 6 years, and his father's face began to blur in his mind.

Robert Quinn didn't have such complicated emotions as his son, he was just purely excited and happy, "Oliver, I heard that you have become a god, why didn't you come to see me earlier? I entrusted Mr. Gordon to help spread the word."

"Harry allowed me to come to see you? Didn't she strictly forbid living people to visit their relatives in hell?" Oliver said.

It's not that Harry doesn't allow it, she doesn't care about such things.

But the tutelary mansion belongs to heaven, and the rule of heaven is that the living and the dead do not disturb each other.

"The tutelary mansion does have such rules, but" Robert struggled for a moment, then lowered his voice, "there are rules, but there are no 'police' who enforce the rules, or I am the police."

Oliver was a little surprised, Dad knew the law and broke the law!
But I remember that when I first came to the hall of sages, my father was cautious in everything, and he was a little timid.

I haven't seen you for a few years, how did you become so bold?

He suppressed the doubt in his heart, looked around, and asked, "Where is Mr. Reina?"

Robert pouted, "Either serve his teacher in the Hall of Sages, or patrol the border."

Oliver was keenly aware that the relationship between his father and Kyle's father was not very good.

"Mr. Rainer has a teacher?"

"In addition to catching cross-border demons, he basically hangs around in the Hall of Sages. Last year, he somehow managed to please Alexander and was accepted as an official disciple." Robert did not hide the jealousy and sarcasm in his tone in front of his son.

Oliver frowned and asked, "Which Alexander?"

"Alexander the Great, the Hall of the Sages is the place where wise men and kings belong." Robert said.

"I remember you lived in the Hall of Sages before." Oliver said.

In fact, Robert has been around Sage longer than Papa Kyle.

When Robert was placed in the Hall of the Sages by Harry, Papa Kyle was still alive.

"Those sages don't want to see me," Robert said.

"Aside from patrolling, where do you usually spend your time?" Oliver asked.

Robert's eyes flickered and said: "I don't patrol very much. I am the head of the tutelary mansion. Before the tutelary mansion was built, I often lived in the market at the Ferry of the Styx River. You know, I am also a man."

Oliver sighed in his heart, it was unjust for Kyle Lena's father to fall into hell, he had a chance to redeem himself; his father deserved to fall into hell, except for being a good father, he is not a good person in any way .

Even if they both enter hell, even if they have similar circumstances, the choices of the two are different.

"The guardian envoy did not force us to patrol." Robert argued, "Although there is no KPI, I am far behind Reina in terms of the completion rate of the mission every year."

Oliver wondered: "You don't patrol and don't do missions, how can you get better grades?"

Just after he finished speaking, he immediately added: "Father, I didn't ask you to go out on patrol. As you said, Harley didn't arrange mandatory tasks for you. Patrolling is really dangerous for you."

"What's the danger? It's not dangerous at all." Robert pointed to the palace door and asked, "When you came in, did you notice that the guards guarding the gate were all devil earls, or even marquises?
They are all 'Town Guard Warriors' I recruited, and they are laborers who are not in the establishment.

With them as thugs, the Demon Duke would have to sell my face and call me 'Brother Quinn'.

As for the Demon Lord and Demon King, no one can stop them from entering and leaving hell, and no one can stop them, so there is no conflict with the tutelary mansion. "

After hearing what his father said, Oliver not only didn't feel relieved, but worried: "You didn't do anything illegal, did you? Devils are cunning and vicious. It's best not to have too much contact with them."

"Hey, in hell, how could it be possible not to deal with demons? The guards at the gate can be seen by everyone, and the Guardian Envoy didn't say anything? Oh, she also praised me for my professional ability and know how to use my advantages." Robert said.

"Are you sure she's not talking about scenes, or irony?" Oliver looked suspicious.

Even if the old man was vague, he could still guess that he used his identity as a guard to make Baihu do things wrong.

"Believe it or not, the guardian envoy personally said that I have strong social skills and are very capable."

Robert looked proud and said: "I seldom patrol, but only relying on the connections and contacts on the road, I arrest more than 300 cross-border demons every year, which is ten times higher than the [-] or so of old Reina!
He is still a thousand households, and his achievements are not as good as mine, which is a hundred households.

Although the Guardian Envoy never asked for it, I still collected a lot of treasures for him.

If you don’t believe me, go to the treasure house and have a look. There are more than 500 boxes of gold and silver treasures, magical medicines and magical materials, all of which are dedicated to adults.

As long as the guardian envoy needs it, I can also collect all the news from hell and all the materials produced by hell for her.

I'm much more useful than old Rainer. "

"Why do I feel that you have become a 'black policeman'?"

Based on his years of experience dealing with super villains, Oliver was keenly aware of Papa's problem.

"Are you in collusion with the devil? You promise them more benefits in exchange for some benefits, right?"

Robert asked back: "What benefits can the hundred households guarding the mansion benefit the devil?"

"If you don't bring out the benefits, where's the 'connection'?" Oliver said.

"I just need to use the prestige of the tutelary mansion to establish order in the area at the gate of hell that belongs to the tutelary envoy.

The order and system established by me can naturally ensure that the benefits and benefits are like water in a river, automatically converging to the tutelary mansion, and there is no need for me to pay extra things at all. said Robert.

Oliver understood that his father was not the "Black Police of the Town Guard House", but the "Godfather of Hell".

"Actually, Harley didn't ask for any benefits and benefits. You don't need to work so hard. It is more beneficial for you to go to the Hall of Sages in your spare time and follow the sages to cultivate their moral character, cultivate their sentiments, and increase their knowledge.

The tens of thousands of years of experience in the era of the Martial God King made me understand a truth, fame and fortune are things outside the body, only the mind and the realm of cultivation truly belong to me.

On the surface, you are more majestic than Mr. Reina, but after 1 or 10 years, his achievements in personal practice must far surpass you, believe it or not? "

"Oliver, I am very pleased that you can say these words. You have really grown up and matured." Robert sighed with admiration, then shook his head and said: "But your cognition is still a bit weak, not enough comprehensive.

The changes in the authority of the tutelary mansion in hell in the past few years have made me understand a truth. As the subordinates of the tutelary envoy, our achievements depend more on the care of the tutelary envoy.

To put it more bluntly, as long as it is useful to Lord Guardian, and she alone attains the Tao, we will ascend to heaven with chickens and dogs.

This kind of promotion is faster and more reliable than self-cultivation. "

Oliver said: "The improvement of power and status is completely different from the improvement of the spiritual realm. The spiritual sublimation itself is a great joy."

"I'm very happy now, but I was very unhappy when I was scorned by the sages in the hall of the sages." Robert said.

"Well, as long as you are happy." Oliver said helplessly.

Three days later, the main universe.

Zha Kang's prophecy came true.

The earth is shrouded in a layer of "net of original sin". Everyone feels like they have touched a magic box, and the original sin in their hearts is aroused. Violent crimes in society are increasing exponentially every day.

The Justice League has not yet contacted the Vault of Blood, but none of the heroes proposed to form an "Anti-Monitor Hunting Brigade".

They are all so busy that they don't even have time to stop and get a good night's sleep.

But even in such a dire situation, the Stranger still did not leave the "House of Stark".

He knew earlier than Zack Kang and the heroes of Zhenglian that after the Pandora's Box was opened, the impact of the breath of original sin on the world, and what would happen next, but he did nothing.

He was still the same as before, immersed in the reminiscence of the past, choosing to be a salted fish lying flat.

He completely forgot about the teachings and exhortations of the Dog God a few days ago.

Until this night, a boy teleported into Mrs. Stark's bedroom.

The young man glanced at Stranger who was sitting on the bedside, holding his wife's clothes in a daze, and said, "I wanted to ask you for help, but I didn't expect that your situation seems to be worse than mine."

Mo Ke didn't lift his head, didn't look at it, and said indifferently, "Go out."

"Hey, come on, Brother Stark, I don't mean anything else, I just want to talk to you and have a chat." The young man ignored his indifference, dragged a chair in a familiar way, and sat opposite the Stranger, distressed. Said: "Since you resurrected me, my family members look at me and treat me very strangely.

Did you really modify their memory, let us forget that I was murdered and brought back from heaven by you? "

The Stranger was silent.

The teenager continued to complain: "I can feel that they subconsciously have some fear and disgust towards me.

As long as I came home before, my mother always liked to chatter about me.

Now she seems to be a different person, ignoring me, ignoring me completely.

Tonight I see her frowning. Do you watch TV?

Recently, the earth has encountered a crisis again.

The Anti-Monitor has started to destroy the multiverse again, universe 3 has been swallowed by him, and the criminal syndicates from universe 3 escaped to our universe and brought their universe's "original sin power" to our world.

Shrouded in the "original sin power of the gods", our evil thoughts will continue to be stimulated, and we will involuntarily want to commit crimes. In fact, we don't have to worry too much. Admiral Galaxy said in an interview that at 08:30 tomorrow morning, she will personally report to We talk about the 'Words of God' and lead us to understand the teachings of God in the Bible.

As long as you understand the way of God, even if you don't believe in God, you can overcome the influence of the "original sin power of the gods".

Anyway, I believe in Admiral Galactica, she has never let us down. "

"But my mother was still frowning. I planned to comfort her and tell her 'Admiral Galaxy will definitely solve the problem', but just as I touched her body, she screamed excitedly: Take your hands off me, you It's damn—"

The teenager was depressed, and his voice was muffled, "I know what she didn't say, she wanted to say 'you bloody monster', and she did it on purpose.

I have a feeling that the original sin power of the gods has not affected her, she is very sober, but why did she treat me like this?
Did she know that I had been murdered?
I died and came back to life, I was a monster.

Maybe you shouldn't have brought me back if—"

"You think I want to?" Stranger, who had been sullen before, was provoked by the boy's last words, and roared excitedly: "Do you know what price I paid to save you?

I had a chance to bring my wife and children back to earth, God has promised, I can take them.

But then He gave me another choice - take my wife, daughter and son back to earth, or bring you back to life.

Only one of the two can be chosen. "

The boy was startled, "You abandoned your family and chose to resurrect me? Why?"

"That was a test." Stranger held his head, his expression painful and distorted, "There is only one answer, and that is you. The reason you were murdered because of you was because of me.

The man who killed you that fire demon is called 'Philip Stark'. "

"But you are Philip Stark." The boy said.

"I can modify your parents' memory, and naturally it can also affect other people's cognition. I replaced Philip's identity."

The Stranger explained his relationship with Stark, and then said: "Philip became a sin-eater after his death, and he was the demon who brutally killed you, but you are an innocent person who suffered the disaster.

You live next door to me and unfortunately got involved in my fight with the sin-eaters.

I killed you, you didn't deserve to die, so I had to save you, and"

Stranger turned his head, with a faint silver light in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Chris, do you understand the meaning of your death and resurrection?"

"What's the point? My parents and sister hate me and treat me like a monster. I think your memory modification effect is very bad.

If I had known this would be the ending, I would have stayed in heaven in exchange for your family members coming back, at least you would be happy. "Chris said bitterly.

"You have awakened a power." Stranger said.

Chris looked down at his body, similar to the silver light in Stranger's eyes, there was also a faint holy silver light shining on his body.

"That's right, after I came back from heaven, I awakened super powers, I can teleport and discharge electricity." He shook his head, and said in a complicated tone: "Before I died, I watched hero videos every day, dreaming about awakening super powers every day, Then join the Teen Titans and become a glorious superhero.

Now that I have awakened my superpowers, I start to miss the trivial life of being nagged by my parents and entangled by my sister. "

Stranger was silent for a moment, and said: "Throughout the ages, countless people have been resurrected from the dead, but the soul returned to the world after entering heaven, and there is only one person who was resurrected from the original corpse, except you."

"Who?" Chris asked curiously.

"Jesus Christ."

　Sorry, the order of the chapters was wrong yesterday, it should be chapter 1689, I wrote chapter 1690, but the content is not wrong, there is no way to make a mistake, there is no manuscript, it is all written now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)