I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 430 The Arrival of the Son
"Zed, she." The swamp monster's tree face wrinkled into a ball of dung, "Oh, it's 100% sure now that the Holy Crusade is over, and Heaven's decades-long plan has come to an end overnight.

John, you have done your job.

The Life Council will not treat you badly either.

A new Son will be born from the world, inheriting my will and your blood. "

"It's not for this." Constantine smiled wryly and shook his head.

"The promise must be fulfilled, and your contribution to mankind must be rewarded. This is cause and effect!" The swamp monster stamped Constantine's forehead, and the illusory Constantine's soul floated out, and his physical body collapsed.

The tobacco leaves stretched, rolled up Constantine's body, and disappeared into the green passage along with the swamp monster.

The spirit body of Constantine was left alone at a loss.

The next moment, the Amazon jungle thousands of miles away.

"Plop!" The swamp pond splashed everywhere.

Under the camphor tree on the bank, the silver-haired girl Abby looked around, "Alec?"

"It's me!" Constantine's voice sounded in the mud, and then the ripples swayed. He stood up and walked out of the water step by step.

"You are Constantine? But" Abby was puzzled.

"Konstantin" touched his crotch and grinned, "Abby, I've been holding it back for almost ten years, and it can't wait any longer.

However, we have to wait another half a day until the Holy Crusade fails.

Abby, the Son will be born from your womb. "

"Are you really Alec, who is not a prank?" Abby hesitated.

"Of course." Alec Constantine hooked his fingers, and a sapling in front of him quickly grew into a towering tree.

The pure green of all things is undoubtedly a swamp monster.

Abby breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked in confusion, "Why did you choose Constantine?"

"According to the prophecy on the Hellstone, after the winter solstice, nature will unite with the supernatural and usher in childbirth"

Alec Constantine sighed: "I represent the supernatural, and you represent the natural, but I don't have the body to impregnate you, so I can only borrow a mortal body."

Abby frowned and said, "I know Konstantin, he is a slippery, full-mouthed liar, I don't like him. Just change to a stranger, I can be more relaxed."

"It has to be him, he is the contemporary 'Joseph'!" the swamp monster said solemnly.

As long as you come to the world, no one just pops out of the ground, Harry is no exception, and Jesus is the same.

He had mother Mary, father Joseph, and brother Jacob.

However, Joseph was only the father in name.

Jesus is the Son, and the Father of the Son is God Jehovah.

"Which Joseph?" Abby hadn't reacted yet.

The swamp monster said: "Mary's husband Joseph, isn't Constantine the contemporary husband of Maria?"

"I don't understand, since the Life Council wants to create human's own son, why should it follow the procedures of heaven." Abby said strangely.

"This..." Swamp Thing looked at a few big trees shining in the sun, "Members, I also don't understand?"

"Think about it, why is there a combination of nature and unnaturalness? Why is the Son of God on Christmas Day after the winter solstice a trick created by heaven? If you don't follow their rules, will you give birth to a Son of God?" Old Birch sighed.

Sequoia said loudly: "Although the rules are made by them, winning or losing depends on your own efforts.

It's like the British invented modern football, but can Britain win the Big Ears Cup every time? "

Zhang Shu smiled and said, "Heaven is both the organizer and the referee of this game, so it should have won.

But we bribed the opponent's player.

No matter how hard the referee tried, it was no match for his own player's hard work. "

"Hey hey hey." A group of old trees laughed triumphantly, and the forest was full of cheerful atmosphere.

Alec Constantine worried: "Since it is the Football World Cup, will there be other contestants?"

Willow said: "The prophecy on the Hell Stele simply states the combination of nature and unnaturalness, while hell seems to belong to the entire universe.

Could it be that any natural and unnatural combination in the universe can give birth to the Son?
it's not true.

Don't even think about aliens, only life on earth is eligible to participate in the game.

The earth is under the control of Dr. Destiny again, whoever wants to make trouble secretly can't escape his fate! "

"In the east of the earth, it's already the 25th now, why don't we rush to give birth to the Holy Son before the Holy Crusaders?" Abby asked.

"Only one person can sit on a chair. Now the Son of Heaven is at the front. Only by kicking him down can we help our Son sit on the throne." Alec Constantine said.

"I thought that Holy Son would be reincarnated into my belly." Abby murmured.

"Of course not!" The old camphor tree said excitedly: "That is the Son of Heaven, we have our own Son."

"Who is it?" Abby asked.

"It's called 'Sprout', and it's a brand new, pure holy spirit, completely the child of you and Alec." Sequoia said in a deep voice.

"Can it work?" Abby worried: "The Bible says that the Holy Son has long been in the heaven above the nine heavens. When the world needs his redemption, he descended into the arms of Mary and walked in the world as Jesus." .Sprouting and rebirth, can it compare with the holy son who has practiced for hundreds of millions of years?"

"It's really worse." Alec Constantine sighed: "The true Son of God is the Son of Jehovah, like the First Emperor, the creator of a dynasty.

Even if the first emperor used mud to paste the throne and carved jade seals with bricks, the mud throne and brick jade seals could still become a symbol of royal power.

Successors will compete for mud and bricks.

The date and method of birth of the Son of Jehovah are like the throne and the seal.

At its birth time, we imitate its birth method and give birth to a holy son, which is equivalent to snatching the throne and jade seal to inherit the authority of the first emperor.

The holy son of the Holy Crusade is its blood relative, and our holy son is just the adopted son who stole the dragon for the phoenix.

Only when the blood relative fails can the adopted son take over.

Adopted sons are certainly not as good as blood relatives, let alone the first emperor himself.

But we also don't expect Germinal to be able to rule all over the world and span the multiverse like the first emperor, as long as we control the destiny of the human beings on the earth. "

Now Abby understood.

The Holy Son of the Life Council is a low-profile copycat.

The Life Council does not expect its counterfeit products to sell well in the universe. It only needs to establish a "national brand" to meet the needs of human beings to "wear shoes" and occupy the small domestic market.

As for whether the shoes fit your feet, whether they are comfortable to wear, or whether they are durable, it doesn’t matter. Finally, the fate of wearing shoes is in the hands of your own family, and you will no longer be stuck by foreign manufacturers.

"However, the prophecy on the stele shows that the Holy Son is prepared for the entire multiverse, with the mission of calming the elemental turmoil within the entire multiverse.

Can our children take on this responsibility? "Abby murmured.

Alec Holland said embarrassingly: "It's difficult, but it's not completely hopeless. It's congenitally deficient and cultivated. As long as the world, heaven and hell support it, it should be possible."

Abby was silent.

Old Willow sneered and said, "I doubt whether the True Son ever existed."

"Isn't Jesus the Son of God?" Alec wondered.

The willow tree said: "There are rumors that it is the son of Michael. The treacherous king stole God's authority and acted in the name of God everywhere. Even his son pretended to be the son of God. That's why Lucifer refused to pay homage to it, so Gabriel Leave heaven and become the king of angels who live forever in the world."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire forest fell silent, and even the old trees in the Tree Council were stunned.

"Who did you listen to? This is the ultimate blasphemy! If it reaches the ears of angels, us communicators will also get into big trouble." Sequoia trembled.

The willow tree is the "inquiry" of the tree council. The inflow of outside news and the transmission of orders from the tree council are all carried out through it.

"This rumor has been spread in the magic world for several times, but tracing back to the source, it seems to come from heaven." Willow said uncertainly.

"Hey, heaven is going to fight again!" Zhang Shu said happily.

"The rumors are too fake and unreliable." Oak said disapprovingly.

"It doesn't have to be fake. I also got news that the Son who descended this time is likely to be the son of Uriel." Willow said.

"Fuck, can't it?" A few old trees almost jumped, if they weren't rooted in the ground.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out tomorrow night." Old Willow said.

"Hey, someone is calling me." Alec Constantine was surprised, closed his eyes and carefully sensed the voice of calling
"It's Harley. She met the 'Witch Hunting Squad' headed by three demon kings."

"She's such a nuisance," muttered Old Oak.

"You are in a human body now, and the Holy Son is about to come, so you can't respond to her." Birch said seriously.

Alec Constantine nodded, "I understand, Harry has always been cunning, and he will definitely not put all his wealth and life on me."

At this moment, at noon on December 12th, Quinn Manor.

A sumptuous Christmas lunch was on the table, and the Quinns and Waynes sat around.

Hold up the eggnog and say Christmas greetings before lunch officially begins.

"We're going to see the Advent of the Son tonight, and we definitely can't stay home for dinner, so the Christmas dinner will be changed to noon." Harry explained to the flying Robin cat who just came back.

Selina asked Wayne, the old, the middle and the young, on the opposite side, "Do you also want to see the coming of the Son?"

Bruce stuffed a piece of tamales into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I'm a little interested, but Afu and Dick will go to the Zatanna Theater to watch a magic show."

Harry glanced at the boy beside him. He was eight or nine years old, with a childish face, full of vigor and vigor, and he was not afraid of strangers. When he noticed her gaze, he looked over generously.

She didn't see much in common except that both parents were murdered before her eyes.

The two have different personalities. Dick is obviously outgoing and lively, while Bruce was a dull gourd when he was a teenager.

She was curious, what was so special about him that Bruce 'loved at first sight'?
Could it be the fate in the legend? (ps)

"Why did they come here?" Selena approached Harry and asked in a low voice.

"I showed Bruce the video of his parents, and he kept pulling me to ask them what they said, how life was, and what heaven was like." Harry shrugged, "From morning to noon, to meal time, just Let's spend Christmas together."

Bruce looked up at the two women, and said with a smile, "The turkey and eggnog were brought by Afu. Your Christmas food, along with the Christmas tree, were destroyed in the battle last night."

"Your smile is a bit weird, like a different person." Selena said strangely.

Ah Fu smiled happier and brighter than Bruce, "Miss Selena also noticed it? The master untied the knot and became much more cheerful."

"Dingling..." Suddenly, Harry's cell phone rang, and when he took it out, it was Rich.

"It's Christmas lunch right now, what's the matter?" she asked strangely.

"Are you still eating? The Advent Ceremony is about to begin." Rich said eagerly.

Harry asked in surprise, "Didn't it start at night? It's only noon now."

"It's night now. Of course, it's not American time. The second generation of the Holy Son will be born on the same day as the first generation of the Holy Son, and the first generation of the Holy Son will be born in Palestine." Rich said.

"Ah, based on the time zone in the Middle East, it's really night now."

Harry suddenly remembered something again. According to this calculation, when she went to heaven yesterday, it was already Christmas.
　(ps: Dick Grady, the first generation of Robin, and later Nightwing, he and his parents are acrobats, once Bruce went to a show, just happened to meet his parents fell off the rope - the rope was caught People have tampered with.

　　That is to say, Dick, like Bruce back then, witnessed the murder of his parents, which reminded Bruce of himself back then, so he adopted Dick Jr.

　　At this moment, Ah Fu has already started to call Master Bruce, and it is also because Dick is the eldest. )
　　
　
(End of this chapter)