I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 555
Murphys said strangely: "You say that, you are not afraid that I will change my mind, and you really only have a cup of tea with Lucifer?"

Harry sighed: "From the beginning, I didn't encourage you to go to Lucifer, did I?
I heard about your plan to ask Lucifer for a helmet, so I came up with the idea of ​​saving Rachel.

Although I didn't tell you the reason, I also made it clear at the time that if you do that, you will definitely conflict with Lucifer, and then I can take advantage of the chaos to make a profit. "

"You seem to be more honest now." Murphys said.

Ha Li said: "Exchanging zero for one is profitable. Even if I pay some extra price, it is worth my try; exchanging one for one also costs my own life, but it is too bad."

Murphys thought about this zero and one in silence.

He's 'Zero', 'One' is her good friend Rachel, now he's 'One' too?

“If I drink tea with Lucifer, will you go to hell?”

His voice was still as indifferent as water in a clear spring, but there was a touch of softness in it.

"Having prepared for such a long time, of course I can't give up completely. I will go to hell, explore the way first, and prepare for the next assault." Harry said.

Once, saving Rachel was urgent and dangerous.

Now that Rachel has become the dream lord, at least she is free in thought, saving her is no longer so urgent.

But one day, she has to fish her out of hell!

"You continue with your previous plan." Murphys said softly.

Harry frowned, continuing with the previous plan, doesn't that mean he still wants to kill Lucifer?
"I don't understand what I'm saying? Or, do you have doubts?" she asked.

Murphys shook his head, "You made it very clear, and I also believe in your empathy with Lucifer.

However, you don't seem to have considered the issue from my point of view.

As the master of the dream world, if I dare not even take back the artifact that manages the dream world, will my glory and dignity still exist?
Or, if you think about it differently, if your treasure is taken away by the subordinates of a foreign emperor, what would you do? "

——I can't help it all day, and immediately call my younger brother, copy the guy, and rush abroad overnight. The Emperor of Hey Dao, tormented his soul and asked him where his treasure was
Harry thought so in his heart, and no words of persuasion came out of his mouth.

To persuade him not to provoke Lucifer is to insult Murphys and his status as the supreme being.

But as soon as she thought about it, she wanted to persuade her in another way, "If my baby is taken away by a foreign emperor, I am weak and can't beat him, I will recruit people and call all my relatives and friends over.

For example, now, I never shy away from asking you for help.

I heard that there are seven brothers and sisters in the endless family. With such good innate conditions, it would be a pity not to form a group. "

Murphys shook his head again, and sighed softly: "You can ask them for help with other small matters, but not this one.

It is a shameful thing to lose my artifact, and it is even more embarrassing to find my own with the help of others.

Maybe when I go to them for help, they laugh at me and refuse.

Moreover, I went to Lucifer alone, and he already felt insulted.

If a family is forced to come to the door, there is almost no need to talk, and it will directly trigger a war between hell and endless families.

The purpose of the endless family is to make the order of the multiverse work, not to destroy the order and provoke disputes. "

Harry was surprised: "Your brothers and sisters will reject you? I think at least the second sister is not that kind of person."

——That's my second sister, don't call it so naturally!
Murphys glanced at her with starlight eyes, "Even if I am killed by Lucifer this time, the 'Sandman' will not disappear, there will be another me to replace me, for my brothers and sisters, two me no difference.

For the dream world, there is not much difference.

Perhaps the only one who cares about the difference between the two is myself. "

Harry was startled, and understood what he meant. The endless family is the human form of the rules of the universe. If the rules are not destroyed, they will not disappear.

But as the universe "spirit" itself, each of them is a unique life.

She said softly: "I think you are wrong, your family must only care about you at this moment, and your friends will only treat you as a friend.

Even if the other Sandman has the same memory, he can't be regarded as a friend if he hasn't experienced the things that establish friendship. "

It was the Sandman who gave her the robe and cared about her life and death.

If he dies, the rules of sleep and dreams will give birth to a new sleep in the future, and it has nothing to do with her.

Murphys took a deep look at her and said softly, "It's time for us to go, I hope we all get what we want."

The City of Silver is like an island floating in the void, and its appearance resembles the Asgard of Marvel next door.

It seems that heaven can be approached from any direction.

Just like the floating islands in the material world, they can land from all angles, up, down, left, and right.

If that were the case, Zaule would not be able to guard the gates of heaven on his own.

The range is too wide to defend against.

The truth is that Zaulie, who only guards a floating island outside the City of Silver, indeed guards the gate of heaven.

Anyone who enters or exits the City of Silver or the lower heavens cannot bypass him.

Hell looks like a funnel with a stepped structure without "walls". In fact, it is similar to the situation in heaven. There is only one entrance and exit-the gate of hell.

If the gates of hell are closed, even the devil cannot leave or return to hell.

However, there is a big difference between the gates of hell and the gates of heaven.

First of all, behind the gate of heaven is the lower heaven and the City of Silver, but the gate of hell is between the shadow world and hell.

That is to say, to go to the lower heaven, one must pass through the gate of heaven and Zaulie.

There are no restrictions on going to the shadow world of the outer hell. Black mages can approach it spiritually or physically through black magic. For example, Harley entered the shadow world only by relying on the devil's horn.

To enter the real Nine Hells from the Shadow Realm, one needs to pass through a gate, the Gate of Hell.

Secondly, in terms of strict access control, hell is far inferior to heaven.

At this time, Harley turned into a fallen man in a black and tattered robe, like a migrant worker who left the city to go to his hometown during the Mid-Autumn Festival, lined up in a long line, and slowly moved into hell.

Across the Shadowlands is a desolate, cold void.

Standing there, you can see the hell on the opposite side.

Undead who have fallen into hell, alien creatures who are about to become naturalized in hell, mages who try to go to hell to find power or other things, psychic souls who are channeling spirits, ghouls in the shadow world... almost all evil creatures can live in hell Entrance to see.

That scene was like a giant wormhole appearing in the vast and dark cosmic starry sky, and countless spaceships lined up and drilled towards the hole.

Harry obediently followed a Gotham bastard with half of his head missing, and drifted in with the team.

Don't ask her why she knew he was from Gotham, that guy is still like a repeater, mumbling: "Mother Fuck Bertman"

Harry couldn't figure out why he wanted to crack Martha Wayne, it was impossible for Batterman to blow his head off.

"Satan is above, he is the master of dreams!" Suddenly there was a noise in front of him, and Murphys was like a big bird, his robes fluttering, falling from the sky, and landed directly at the gate.

"Get out!" Harry was looking around, a strong force came from behind, and then he shouted loudly.

She dodged sideways, and saw an eight-meter-tall demon with sharp teeth and a two-meter-wide mouth.

It just wanted to kick her with its large, scale-covered feet.

"What are you looking at, be careful I'll eat you!" the demon roared with all three mouths open.

There was commotion in the front and nearby, mages and demons all jumped out of the team and ran straight ahead, but no demons came out to maintain order.

Harley with the tattered hood couldn't see his face clearly, only eyes as dark as the bottom of a pool, with purple-black cross stars flashing. He was imitating the Sandman.

The Pacifier flinched, and was about to say a few kind words when Harley in the hood spoke, his voice hoarse like two rocks rubbing against each other.

"You want to eat me? Drink haha"

She spit on it.

It's like the old smoker's throat discomfort, the kind that sucks hard, and then spits out hard.

A very powerful bubble of "thick phlegm", it seems that even the phlegm on the gastrointestinal mucosa is sucked into the mouth.

Sure enough, she spit out a mouthful of yellow and greasy "laojiao thick phlegm".

Just listening to the sound and looking at the appearance, I subconsciously guessed that the phlegm was extremely stench.

The Pacifier Demon wanted to hide, but he didn't. The thick phlegm was not fast, but it seemed to predict its predicted action, and it happened to "snap", and it stuck in the middle of the forehead.

Not smelly, but has a fragrance——

"Pricking la la——" The tragic sound of flesh and blood melting, and the thick smoke like burning horse dung, occurred in the head of the nipple demon.

It only had time to howl before it lost its head, fell to the ground with a thud, and disappeared in a few breaths, leaving only a pool of filth on the spot.

"Garbage, I can't even eat a mouthful of phlegm, and I still want to gnaw on this old bone."

Under the shocking and fearful gaze of all the demons and evil spirits, Harish suddenly crossed the line and began to jump forward.

Wherever she goes, demons are easily evaded.

Only when she was far away did they dare to talk about it.

"It's so terrifying. A viscount troll was killed by a mouthful of thick phlegm, leaving no bones."

"Don't think about it, this must be an old devil."

"Why is this old monster still queuing up? Isn't it a pit demon?"

"You also said that it is an old monster. It spits and kills people in a verbal dispute. It shows how twisted and perverted its psychology is. It is not surprising to do anything."

The old god Harley was there, but he was extremely proud.

It's nothing to kill a little devil, but the skill of spitting and killing people is really too pretentious, and it suits her heart too much.

And this skill is something she came up with temporarily.

The demon wanted to eat her, and she was annoyed in her heart, wishing that the yellow light would swallow it back.

But then, she returned to her senses: First of all, the skill 'Ring World' has a prerequisite, the opponent cannot resist, not at all.

Obviously, that demon is no match for her, at least he can thrash to death.

Secondly, eating demons was so disgusting that she felt like throwing up just thinking about it.

She swore never to eat any humanoid or humanoid creature, dead or alive, clean or not.

Purely uncomfortable.

Then Harley had an idea, and thought of the acid-spraying poisonous dragon: the food defense feat relies on the stomach pouch and stomach acid, so it can't be digested internally, so can't it be digested externally?

Do what you think, sugar-coat the god force field that eliminates the demon's body resistance, wrap a bubble of compressed stomach acid, and supplement it with yellow light energy 'missiles' that change direction and speed at will.

Can't hide, can't hold it, the effect is better than expected.

(End of this chapter)