I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 392 The Great Master of Zen

The journey to Europa has not been smooth.

I have never flown in the shadow world outside the earth before, and the last time I went to the sky to find Fiora's soul is not counted, because the voice of the sky navigated that time.

This time the blimp had just left Earth when they ran into trouble.

The radar Andy lost the reference object, and Limbo Prison was gray and gray. There was no time, no space and no direction. The spaceship didn't know where to fly at all.

At first, Harry thought about walking in a straight line, first aiming in the direction of Jupiter in the material world, then jumping into Limbo Prison, and continuing to fly in a straight line.

But after a while, the airship jumped out, only to find that it was yaw for tens of thousands of miles, which was completely different.

"Krypton has used it for more than 1000 years, but it still hasn't solved the coordinate problem of Limbo Prison." Clark said: "Krypton's ghost engine just jumps into Limbo Prison and then jumps out, and cannot fly in Limbo Prison.

Therefore, after Zod and the others escape from Limbo Prison, they need to remove the ghost engine of their mothership and replace it with a superluminal engine. "

In desperation, Harry could only fly at the normal sublight speed.

Before, the small airship could only fly at supersonic speed, twice the speed of sound was the limit. Later, Harley stole a set of vector injectors from the reconnaissance ship in Canada to fly at sub-light speed.

But after flying in outer space for a while, Harry encountered another problem.

From the earth to Jupiter, the distance is about one light-hour, that is, light has to travel for more than an hour to reach Jupiter, and Halle's little broken ship barely advances to sub-light speed.

Sublight speed is slower than light speed.

Kryptonian technology is already very strong, one-third the speed of light.

It takes at least three hours to fly.

The hole in the spaceship that was knocked out by Harry had already been quickly repaired by means of a combination of magic and science.

Carlisle didn't enter the Pharaoh's Arctic base before, but stayed on the airship and cooperated with the Iron Man to repair the airship.

However, the small spacecraft is small, and the oxygen it carries cannot meet the six-hour round-trip flight of a group of people.

The key is that there are a lot of people, Harley, Ivy, Laurie, Pharaoh, Chao, Carlisle, Iron Man, seven people.

Not even an hour is enough.

Fortunately, Ivy was there too.

Technology is not enough, magic is here to make up.

She summons a piece of green plants to cover the top of the cabin, photosynthesize crazily, absorb carbon dioxide, spit out oxygen, and form an ecological balance in a small space.

One last trouble, they couldn't find Dr. Manhattan's Garden of Eden.

After two laps around Europa, Andy Radar was powerful enough to find a small plain covered with corpses.

"SAVE ME DAUGHTER (Save me, daughter!)"

The corpses of thousands of young men and women frozen into popsicles are piled up on the surface of Europa to form a 'corpse banner'.

It should be sending a distress signal to Zhao Yu.

The Zhao Group also has a probe satellite in the outer orbit of Europa.

Harry regretted it.

"I shouldn't have brought you two here," she said to Clark and Laurie.

"Why?" Clark wondered.

"I want to throw this old thing out and add a punctuation mark to the corpse banner, do you agree?" she asked.

Clark frowned.

After a long silence, he said, "I suggest handing him over to the judiciary and staying in the Garden of Eden. He may kill more people."

"Papa papa" Laurie slapped Pharaoh's old face vigorously, "Werther, you bastard, wake up!"

"Ah." The old man groaned, and opened his eyes with a bitter face.

After being dazed for a long time, he finally came to his senses, "I am here again? But I have only been back to Earth for less than three days."

"Wilter, I'm curious, killing people doesn't really burden you at all?" Harry stared at him and asked.

Even though she thought she could kill without blinking an eye, but if she was asked to kill hundreds or thousands of people one by one, she still couldn't bear the psychological depression, and she might get sick.

The Pharaoh was like nothing happened.

"They sacrificed for me voluntarily, don't you understand? In Eden, I was God, and everyone was proud of that, happy and fulfilled in giving their lives to God.

Just like the monks in the church, they dedicated their whole bodies to the supreme Lord, but the Lord was extremely cold and indifferent, and did not give any response.

But the priest is still happy, and you ordinary people will not feel that God is cruel to believers.

I am a million times more merciful than the so-called 'lords', and I am with them day and night, responding to them, urging them, asking them to sacrifice for me-this is the highest honor that believers can receive.

You asked me if I have any psychological burden.

As a human being, I have.

But when I'm God, it's really not at all.

Or, you can ask the 'Almighty Lord', whether there is any psychological burden on the earth for which hundreds of millions of people have died. cried the Pharaoh.

Harry sneered and said, "I'll ask you later. Now, I want to throw you down."

"Open your eyes and take a good look at me, do I look like someone who is afraid of death?"

Pharaoh stared wide-eyed, and looked at her calmly.

Harry was surprised to find that there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

Laurie persuaded: "Let's go to the Garden of Eden first to see if it's suitable to keep him there."

"How to enter the Garden of Eden? I circled around the corpse several times, but found nothing." Harry asked.

"Aren't you very smart, guess it." Pharaoh sneered.

"Ivy, let him be honest!" Harry winked at Ivy.

"Huh—" Ivy exhaled at the old man with a puzzled look, and the spores in the form of red mist were like living ghosts, quickly burrowing into his seven orifices.

"The Garden of Eden is just behind the 'Corpse Banner', covered by a space phantom barrier, just land directly." Pharaoh's eyelids twitched vigorously, his face twisted slightly, and his voice was struggling.

"Harry, this old man's mental strength is so strong, I'm afraid he won't be able to control it for long." Ivy said in surprise.

"Hey!" Laurie sighed, "Harry, let him go after you finish asking. This kind of humiliation is more desolate than direct death."

"Manipulating him like a puppet is indeed a humiliation, but look—" Harry pointed out the window.

The spaceship was approaching the ground, and the corpse banner was even more shocking. The corpses of various ways of death were piled up into a maze of letters several kilometers long.

"Adrian is a devil, he can humiliate life wantonly, but he doesn't feel any discomfort in his heart!"

"Mr. Witter, why did you do this?" Superman asked with a livid face.

"I want to escape from the Garden of Eden. Zhao Yu's...Jupiter probe is in the sky, and I'm sending a distress signal through the giant corpse banner." The Pharaoh's expression became even more distorted, and big drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Harry sneered: "Since there are people and clothes in Eden, there must be stones.

I don't know how he threw the corpse, but if he can throw a corpse, he can also throw a brick, or a more colorful and more visible cloth. "

"Why don't you throw the stone wrapped in the cloth and code it with the stone?" Superman asked.

"They find satisfaction and joy in dedicating themselves to me, and I let them die, which is the greatest gift to them.

The code word of the corpse was not the original purpose, and it was only used by me later. "Pharaoh gritted his teeth.

"The devil!" Superman yelled.

"Ah--" Pharaoh groaned and groaned, holding his head and howling hysterically, a string of bright red slipped down his nostrils.

"You can say I'm not a human, but I'm not a demon, I'm a god!"

He roared and opened his eyes again, his pupils were bloodshot, but he was completely clear.

He stared at Harry fiercely.

Harley also stared back fiercely, "What are you looking at? Ivy, continue."

Ivy blew another mouthful of pink spore mist at him.

"No—" Pharaoh's face was grim, he covered his face and fell straight, his stiff body kept twitching, and his mouth was loud and loud.

"Harry, he is actively resisting the spore attack."

A few drops of sweat crawled on Ivy's forehead, and her face turned pale.

The pharaoh's body squirmed into the posture of a sleeping arhat, and his expression gradually returned to calm.

"Old boy, you are very good."

Harry was surprised, and quietly tore off the 'broken crystal necklace' around his neck, and wrapped it around his fist.

"I have been practicing Zen for more than half a century, and my spirit, energy and spirit have long been rounded and unified, and no external evils invade. I can be called a great master of Zen.

Crooked devils and wicked ways, little tricks, can do nothing for me! "

The old man's eyes were piercing, his breath sank to his dantian, and his voice was like thunder.

"Chi——" Ivy's face turned pale, and she spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

She was backlashed.

"What did you practice?" Harry asked.

"Hmph!" The Pharaoh wiped his face, got up and sat cross-legged with a haughty expression.

"Great master of Zen, right? Exactly, I am the great nun of the temple, let's see if your Zen magic can hold my 'Fist of God'!"

Harley punched 'lightly', like lightning. The old man reacted quickly and dodged his head sideways, but his movements couldn't keep up with the reaction.

"Boom!" A punch hit his knife-like nose.

The bridge of the nose was broken and blood spattered.

The pharaoh's eyes seemed to flash with colorful lights, his taste buds burst into sour, sweet, bitter, hot and salty tastes, and he even recalled scenes of killing innocent people in his mind.

An extreme regret rose from the bottom of my heart, filling my chest almost instantly.

"I'm guilty, I'm not as good as a beast, how could I do that—ah~~~" After a few sentences of confession, he held his head again, howling with tears, "No, the gods can't do anything, only I can save Human, I didn't-"

"Boom!" Harry punched him again, causing his eye sockets to be bruised.

"I'm not human, I'm full of crimes, I'm full of crimes—ah, I'm not guilty, I—"

"Boom, boom!" Harry punched him twice, making him almost out of breath.

"Don't beat him to death." Clark quickly grabbed her, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with him, he's schizophrenic?"

"I'm treating him," said Harry.

"You are hitting him, I can see clearly." Superman said with a dark face.

"In the field of psychological medicine, my method is called 'Quiet Rod Therapy'."

"I've never heard of rod therapy." Da Chao said.

"Then have you ever heard of electric shock therapy? If you can get electric shocks, why can't you use stick therapy?
I have a doctorate in psychology, and as a psychological counselor, I volunteered at Arkham Asylum and helped countless poor people suffering from mental illness. "

——Is it not pity to meet you?

Laurie complained in his heart.

Harley continued: "I'm still the 'repentant nun' at Gotham Cathedral, who specializes in helping people repent, and it's also the stick confession method.

One stick solves a thousand worries, and a hundred sticks makes you happy.

After several years of practice, he has treated hundreds of people with mental illness.

Never missed a hand, let alone hurt a patient.

It's me who is called 'Gotham Little Doctor Fairy'! "

Clark was taken aback for a moment.

Harley turned her head and looked around, shouting: "Ivy, have you brought my God's stick? In ancient times, dutiful sons were born under the stick, and today the God's stick brings the devil down."

"Bring it! I was going to fight, of course I have to be fully armed."

(End of this chapter)