I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 692 The Awakened Zen Master
Pharaoh was a spy? !

The anti-surveillance king was shocked at first, and then wondered if Harry's mind was broken.

But then he noticed another person——Dr. Manhattan, a spy arranged by Dr. Manhattan!

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The anti-surveillance king's expression became serious.

—Let me check this memory of yours.

Harley didn't struggle, and directly opened her memory to Shadow Demon: on the day Black Manhattan died, she relied on the power of God to resist Manhattan's presence field attack, and finally won all the power of Black Manhattan, ninety-nine percent of which was quietly handed over to God , and only 0.1% is left for her own use.

So far, everyone knows that she has robbed Manhattan of power, but no one has the slightest doubt about God.

The anti-supervision king exclaimed in his heart: God of Dogs has such a cruel heart and such black hands!
But it makes sense.

Even he was afraid of Manhattan's presence field attack. If he wasn't afraid, why would he find Pharaoh?

Moreover, he also coveted the power of Manhattan.

No one in the entire multiverse is greedy, and God should be no exception.

"Oh, let the dog god take the lead." He cursed again in his heart before continuing to look down.

Harley got 0.1% of Manhattan's power, but took 100% of the responsibility. Doctor Manhattan came to kill her that day, trying to destroy her.

There is a pharaoh in this memory, so the anti-supervisor king compares the memory of the pharaoh at the same time.

That's right, the two memories are exactly the same: Manhattan didn't show up, and the witch Harley was ravaged miserably.

In Pharaoh's memory, the witch Harley only said that Dr. Manhattan was friends with her.

But in the memory of witch Harley, Dr. Manhattan entrusted her with one thing:

He saw vague gaps in the timeline, which foreshadowed that before long, Earth-0 would encounter a crisis, and the Pharaoh was the key.

Everyone knows that Pharaoh once defeated him with wisdom, and some supreme beings know that Pharaoh is the second outsider to enter this multiverse by himself.

And Earth 0 has integrated the power of Manhattan. To destroy Earth 0, a way to restrain the power of Manhattan must be found first.Therefore, the black hand behind the crisis will definitely go to Pharaoh.

"Hiss~~Dr. Manhattan guessed that I would find the Pharaoh, and his thinking is very logical and reasonable." The anti-surveillance king was shocked in his heart, and his expression became more serious.

——Since Dr. Manhattan can guess that he will go to the Pharaoh, it is simply not reasonable to let the Pharaoh become a spy.

Sure enough, the Anti-Purpose King then found the answer in Harley's memory through the Shadow Demon——Dr. Play it later, one day, he will send you a message through a method you can't think of."

"The Flash?!" The anti-surveillance king was shocked again. The Flash reversed time and space, and told Zhenglian and the witch Harley two pieces of news: one of them, the expeditionary army thought they had won, but in fact the anti-surveillance was not dead, and the situation was more dangerous. Because he hid in the antimatter universe to study the big killer.

Also because of this prophecy, the witch Harley insisted on forming the Second Expeditionary Army immediately.

Everything is right!
The second article is related to the "anti-Manhattan cannon" that the Pharaoh built for him. The Flash had already informed the witch Harley a long time ago that there is a secret to restraining the cannon in the B307 file!
"What's in the B307 document?"

The anti-supervision king eagerly searched Harry's memory, but found nothing.

Because she doesn't understand science, she leaves the matter to the Kryptonian scientists.

She only knows that if there are "anti-Manhattan cannons" fired at Earth 0, they will definitely be able to block them.

"Damn it, the weapon that Pharaoh spent two years researching is useless. No, he was originally a spy." The anti-surveillance king was extremely frustrated and angry.

However, he didn't fully believe the 'witch's memory' he saw.

Because he was also reading the memory of the Pharaoh at this time, there seemed to be no trace of betrayal, and there was no information about the B307 file in his memory.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" Pharaoh noticed his abnormality, and looked at himself strangely several times, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Pharaoh, I found a strange piece of news in the memory of the witch Harley." The anti-monitor looked at him and said slowly: "She found a way to restrain the 'anti-Manhattan cannon' in your Arctic base."

"Impossible!" Pharaoh immediately denied quickly and firmly: "My cannon has never been used, how would she know?"

"Actually, it was used once." The anti-monitor reminded: "The last time I entered Earth 0, it was you who smashed the wall of the universe with cannons and bought me time and space for a strategic retreat.

The shelling effect that time was very good, better than the effect of my condensed antimatter energy to launch a law attack. "

"But they don't know." Pharaoh frowned.

"They know it, and they found a solution in your past laboratory. That technology is in the B307 document. Do you know the B307 document?"

The Anti-Surveillance King's expression was very calm, but his spirit was firmly locked on to his every thought.

"B307 document?" Pharaoh thought hard, "I have invented too many high-tech in the past. If you ask me what a specific technology is, I can answer it immediately, but I forgot the number of the technology at the time."

The king of anti-supervision moved in his heart, looked at Harry, and asked, "Is there any way you can help Pharaoh remember the past?"

Harry said coldly: "First torture him to the point of exhaustion, and then let me read his memory with mental power. People can lie, but memory remembers everything."

"I'm not lying." Pharaoh's face changed, "My lord, I swear—"

"I believe you are not lying," the anti-surveillance king waved his hand and sighed: "The CPU manufacturers of your earth civilization can analyze part of the information of the user's computer through the data sent back by the CPU.

Pharaoh, your body was built by me, can't I read your memory all the time?

I checked, and there is indeed no information about B307 in your memory. "

"What?" Pharaoh was horrified, "You can read my mind at any time without my knowledge? Then—"

Didn't he know about the countless rebellious thoughts in the past two years?

The anti-surveillance knew it, and still treated him as a confidant. No, it was fun to watch him as a monkey show.

How can I, Adrian Vetter, be a monkey, bastard?I—you iron-clad bastard, am I still peeping into my mind? !
The pharaoh's expression gradually became distorted and ferocious, and his red eyes fixed on the anti-supervisor king.

The anti-supervision king smiled and sneered, "You guessed it, I am my slave, and I work hard for me every day.

In front of me, you are like an ant, but your wisdom is far more useful than my other slaves.

You are also my jester, often when I am bored, you will fantasize about some weird things to make me happy. "

"I'll kill you—" Pharaoh ran the "Principal Vows of the Buddha's Mother" with all his strength, his muscles and bones screamed, and he assumed the posture of a white crane spreading his wings. But unable to move.

The person was nailed there motionless, drops of sweat crawled on his forehead, his expression became more and more distorted, his eyes were vicious, and he almost wanted to choose someone and kill him.

"Your body was built by me with my energy. Do you think you can use this body to fight against me?" The anti-surveillance king sneered, "Not to mention your body, even your mind is under my control. Kneel down, climb to the Come by my side."

All kinds of expressions of anger, shame and hatred on Pharaoh's face were instantly emptied, replaced by dazed expressions, and he knelt on the ground and crawled in front of the anti-supervisor king.

"Forget everything before, and continue to be a bulldog with ulterior motives." The anti-supervision king said lightly.

The Pharaoh stood up and said with a serious expression: "My lord, I really can't remember what the B307 file is.

However, I am sure that with my previous knowledge, it is impossible to develop the technology to counter the anti-Manhattan cannon.

Because I studied hard in your library for 200 years to build the cannon that appears now. "

His life was cut short for a while.

"Yellow light up!" Sinestro, who had been huddled in the corner and pretended to be small and transparent, was too horrified and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The corners of Pharaoh's eyes twitched a few more times, and he frowned and said, "Sinestro, why are you looking at me like this?"

"I—" Sinestro's throat was dry, and he glanced at Harley, she was a wooden puppet with no expression, and then looked at the Anti-Prison King, his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't guess what was in his heart.

"Can I leave now?" He tensed up and asked dryly.

If the anti-supervision king wants to use the shadow demon to control him, or transform him with anti-matter energy, he will definitely rise up and resist.

He would rather die than become a second pharaoh, or a second witch Harley.

"What's the hurry, I still have tasks for you." The anti-supervision king said.

"Your Majesty please order." Sinestro lowered his head, ready to go.

"Uh..." Pharaoh turned pale, covered his head and groaned in a low voice, his body was shaking a little, "What's wrong with me, my head suddenly hurts."

Not only the pain, but also the fever, the temperature almost exceeded [-] degrees.

The anti-surveillance king stared at him for a while before he figured out the reason: the brain had a more serious "system failure" before - emotional obliteration, amnestic deletion, and thinking remodeling, resulting in slight damage to the "hardware".

"Go back and rest for a few hours and get some sleep," he said.

"Sleep?" Pharaoh was a little puzzled, he never slept.

But before the doubts in his heart could be turned into doubts, he suddenly lost his doubts, turned around and walked out the door.

It seems that the head hurts more.

"Sinestro, Harley, let's discuss the ambush circle." The anti-surveillance king continued the small meeting.

When Pharaoh was young, he was a very handsome blue-eyed and white-skinned boy, so his master monk really loved him.

The monk was inherited from Nanda Peak, and even Nabu strongly advised Yebi to go to the holy place to "seek the wisdom of practice".

Nan Dafeng's status in the DC practice world is higher than that of Karma Taj in Marvel.

Because there are really people in Nanda Peak who become gods by practicing Buddhist spiritual methods.

Not one or two, but a group of people.

The "Principal Vow Sutra of the Buddha's Mother", which the Pharaoh practiced for more than half a century, came from Nanda Peak.

Baiteman and Ms. Shiva are known as the strongest martial arts masters in DC, but can they catch bullets within seven steps?
Pharaoh can.

Speed ​​and reaction are just by-products of practicing the "Primary Vow Sutra", which is actually a spiritual exercise method.

Harley's confession stick can temporarily subdue the clown, but it can't distort the pharaoh's consciousness.

The more he distorted his will, the faster the primordial scripture would run.

At this moment, the pharaoh left the control room and walked alone in the castle. His head was getting hotter and hotter, the corners of his eyes were beating more and more frequently, and his thinking began to be in a trance.

"No, my memory is wrong. When did my thinking start? B307 document, B307 document, the anti-monitor said that the document contained the secret of restraining the anti-Manhattan cannon—"

Pharaoh was patting his head and talking to himself, when suddenly there was a burst of excited shouting from the side.

"Flash, say something to me, damn it, I can't control my emotions right now, woo woo woo."

The Pharaoh endured the swelling of his head and looked up. On the steps a few steps away, the golden energy formed a sticky wall. The Flash hung his head, like a prey caught by a spider, firmly stuck to the wall.

(End of this chapter)