I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 792 The Harley Who Was Killed in Seconds

On the square in front of the Sandman Palace, hundreds of gods were stopped by Harry.

"What are you doing? You accepted the invitation, but you didn't open the door to invite us in." Anubis, who was in the form of a dog head, said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Harry the Witch, this is the Kingdom of Dreams, let Lord Meng come out and speak." Belial, the king of lies, said coldly.

Harry lowered his hands and said loudly: "Everyone, gods, old devils, please be quiet first, and listen to me."

Although the gods had different expressions, they stopped clamoring.

Harry cleared his throat, slowed down his speech, and said, "Brother Murphys conveyed his meaning to your envoys yesterday - he himself is not interested in the keys to hell, but there are too many of you, it's too late Anyone who gives the key will offend other friends...

This is not what he wanted to see, so he set up an auction, whoever can impress him with the price, who will get the key, and the remaining gods are not allowed to blame him. "

"What you said is nonsense. We all came here with gifts, so we don't need you to remind us." A refined man in a scarlet safari said coldly.

Harley took a closer look, and she was an acquaintance, the son of Tsubasa Susanoo, the founder of the Neon God System.

He was soft-spoken and polite last time, but now his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Because of the clenched gums, deep wrinkles appeared on the face.

"Little brother, don't worry, the reason why I appear here is mainly for the sake of gods like you, for your own good!" Harry said with a sincere smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's talk." A muscular man with red hair said impatiently.

Harry glanced at him, but didn't recognize him immediately.

"All the gods know that Lucifer voluntarily resigned from the position of 'President of Hell', and also gave my brother Murphys the key to hell representing 51% of the company's equity, and handed over the fallen angel's wings representing his private assets. gave me.

I don't comment on Brother Lucifer's escape from hell and his desire to return to ordinary behavior.

But Brother Mo and I both have self-knowledge, the treasures in the world are home to the virtuous, and our virtues are not worthy.

So, in today's auction, not only Brother Mo is selling keys, but I am also selling wings. "

"Are you willing?" The gods were shocked.

"You are the witch Harley, you are greedy, you can only go in and out, you would rather die than live hungry."

"Is it fraudulent? Could it be that in such a short period of time, she has already created a pair of fake wings that are difficult to distinguish between real and fake?"

"Impossible, we don't have ordinary people here, can't you see the fake Lucifer Wings?"

"Where are we now? In the Kingdom of Dreams, you look at the surrounding scenery and the palace in front of you. Is it true?"

"Hiss! In the Kingdom of Dreams, the concept of true and false has almost disappeared. What is false can be true, and what is true can be false. The witch Harley is a good trick! Put the store in the Kingdom of Dreams. As long as Meng Jun is willing to help, she uses chicken wings to disguise herself as We can't find the fallen angel's wings either."

Hearing the suspicious discussions of the gods, and meeting their suspicious eyes, Harley was in a bad mood.

"Everyone, I'm the god of war in heaven. I'm not as bad as you say?" Fame, haven't you heard of it?"

"I really haven't heard of it."

The muscular man from earlier scratched the back of his head, muttering louder than ordinary people shouting.

Harry glared at him, and said loudly: "If anyone hasn't heard of it, it can only mean that he is out of touch with the times.

You are gods, you can be transformed into thousands, and now you can create a clone. Go to the Hey Road in the United States and ask to see how famous I am, "Sister Halli". "

"OK, we already know that you want to sell wings, open the door and hold an auction directly!" A Buddha urged.

"Don't worry, veterans, I haven't finished talking—"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" the king of lies said angrily.

"I talk too much? Even the Super Bowl commercial has 30 seconds of content, and I only said a few words related to the auction? If you don't question me, I will waste my time explaining it?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense again?" said the devil next to the king of lies.

"You don't bother me, I will talk?" Harley snapped back rudely.

"Don't interrupt, let her talk, the more you talk, the more time you waste." Some gods said helplessly.

"Harry the Witch, tell me." Dozens of gods said in unison.

"Ahem, I just said that one must be self-aware to be a human being, and Brother Mo and I understand that our virtues are not worthy, so we are willing to hand over the keys and wings.

I also said that I appeared here and said these words for the good of a god like Jian Hayashi Susanoo.

Brother Mo and I can't hold the keys and wings, so if I sell them to you who have no morals and no power, don't I send you to die? "

"Witch Harley, what do you mean?" Neon Thor was angry.

Uh, he is the only one who is angry, and the other gods are all indifferent.

It seems to show that he is not a god like Susano.

"What I mean is very simple." Harry pointed to himself, "Before entering the door, fight with me to prove that you at least have the ability to return home from the Dreamland Kingdom alive.

I put the ugly words up front.

My family lived in Arkham, and I was diagnosed with a mental illness, schizophrenia, by Dr. Strange when I was 14 years old.

I am kind and pure in nature, so I was favored by God and became the god of war in heaven.

But the unfortunate experience when I was a child gave birth to my second personality, which is the greedy 'Harry the Witch'.

The witch Harley is not a good person. If she knows who bought the key and wings, but that person is not strong enough, it is inevitable that she will have the urge to rob her halfway. "

She glanced at the stunned gods, her face full of sincerity, "So, for your own good, please show your strength first and subdue the demons deep in my soul."

"Fake!"

"Second personality. I have never seen such a shameless person."

"Sellers who are honest and upright say that they want to rob buyers halfway, ancient and modern, Chinese and Western, unprecedented."

When the gods scolded again and again, the muscular man looked around and asked doubtfully: "Is what she said unreasonable?

Insufficient strength, but getting the hell key and Lucifer's wings is a big piece of fat.

If the witch Harley didn't have evil thoughts in her heart, would she be worthy of our evaluation of her as "cunning, greedy, vicious and shameless"?

Don't talk about her, even I am a little moved.

And now she reminds us in public, it seems that it is indeed for the sake of weak gods like Susanoo!

Let them avoid the tragic luck of losing both people and wealth.

She finally spoke the truth once, why do you scold her? "

The gods were stunned, and the scolding stopped abruptly.

"Weaker gods."

Only Neon Lei looked cold, "Can your words represent the will of the Asa Protoss?"

The muscular man squeezed his fist, and there was a "click, click", "You are indeed weak, I can crush your ass with one slap—"

"Thor, shut up!"

Next to the muscular man, a man with a taupe hat and a taupe loose long coat shouted in a low voice.

"Thor?" Harry looked at him carefully this time, his little face gradually wrinkled.

Marvel's Thor is also very rough, but this one
His body, which is close to three meters, seems to be composed of lumps of muscles. His wrists are thicker than Harry's waist, and the lumps of muscles protruding from his shoulders are bigger than his own head. He just shrugged his shoulders, as if he had three heads. kind.

And Thor's symbol, the Meow Hammer, was also discovered by Harley.

He has been holding it in his hand, but he didn't notice it before because it is too small, like Yao Ming holding a pencil.

The hammer looked about the size of a judge's gavel.

But its owner is so huge, so muscular, which makes it even smaller.

"It doesn't matter if anyone disagrees with my plan of 'competition attraction'. Please stand aside first, let those who are willing to compete first, and you will enter last." Harley said.

"Since you don't have to enter the arena, why do you have to make such a fuss?" Abinus wondered.

"Oh, why don't you understand my kindness?" Harry sighed and explained: "Those who are capable and dare to compete, go in first.

Those who dare not compete in the back and are weak in strength also go in. Although it is a bit late, they can still declare to the people in front that they have also competed and won, but they are only at the back and just came in.

Doesn't this save face?
Of course, even if the cowards are put in, I advise you not to raise your cards and bid successfully.After all, you all felt guilty when you faced me, so why are you still arguing for 'Master of Hell'? "

"The witch Harley's words are so reasonable. It's strange, how could she tell the truth." The muscular Thor asked in confusion.

"Brother, let's fight for the first place. The Sandman won't give the key to someone who can't even beat the witch." Loki, who is in a white robe and a red vest, whispered beside him.

The man in the wide-brimmed hat and long coat sighed, "Is Thor sure?"

"Father, what do you mean, worried that you won't be able to beat her?! Let me go." Thor pointed at Harley and shouted excitedly.

"Odin, you take action yourself, simply and neatly. The stronger you are, the more flinching others will be." Loki said.

Odin pondered for a moment, walked up to the steps first, and said to Harley: "I am Odin, the Norse god king, witch, how do you compare?"

"It's just a normal fight, use all the means, life or death." Harry said.

Odin took off his wide-brimmed hat, revealing a plain face no different from that of an ordinary Nordic man.

"Are you sure?" The look in his one-eyed eyes was a bit strange.

"of course."

"Just here?"

"Ah."

"I'm going to make a move." Odin reminded.

Harry nodded and said solemnly, "Come on."

Odin lightly tossed his hat into the sky, "Here I am."

After the words fell, His figure disappeared in place, and Harry saw nothing in his five-level Speed ​​Force defense.

In the last moment, she lost the figure of the one-eyed old man; in the next moment, she felt a sharp pain between her brows, and a sudden death crisis enveloped her, and she wanted to scream.

"Chi-boom!" A few fistfuls of blood spilled in the air, and Harry flew out like a cannonball, hitting the wall of Sandman's palace.

In her original position, Odin stood indifferently, only made a gesture of poking forward, and in front of him was a long-faced man with pale skin.

It is the Sandman who ends up saving lives.

"God King Odin, please come in." Murphys stretched out his hand to invite.

Odin stared at him for a moment, then took a few steps back, raised his hand to catch the dropped wide-brimmed hat, and put it on his head, "Loki, Thor, let's go in."

"What happened just now?" A god asked in a daze.

"Gudong." Jiansu Susanoo swallowed his saliva, and murmured: "The witch Harley was instantly killed, and if Lord Meng hadn't appeared to stop her, she would have been headshot in an instant.

But me, I can't keep up with his movements at all, if it were me, I would too."

He shuddered a few times.

"I didn't see clearly either." The Buddha next to him said with an ugly expression.

"Huh, so do I." Anubis breathed a sigh of relief, his face looking better.

"Your Majesty, what just happened?" the double-mouthed demon asked in surprise.

Belial, the king of lies, looked at Harley who was struggling to get out of the wall, and said calmly, "Old Odin used his finger instead of the spear tip, and used the power of Gungnir—the target must be hit."

"Hiss, as expected of a god king, good trick." The gods exclaimed.

Then, they laughed again, "Hey, the witch is arrogant and ignorant, she dared to challenge the king of gods, this time she finally failed."

"Insta-kill with one move, it's so miserable, hahaha!"

"It seems that we think highly of her. In the face of absolute strength, she can't even fight back—"

Before he finished speaking, Thor, who had already stepped on the steps, suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, father, your forehead is bleeding, what's going on?"

The gods looked over in silence, with uncertain expressions on their faces.

"Shut up, you're wrong." Odin lowered his head and drank, pulling his son and speeding up his pace.

Thor broke free and pulled off his father's wide-brimmed hat, "I'm not mistaken, father, look, you have a cut on your forehead."

Odin froze there with a gloomy expression, and his body under the robe trembled slightly.

"I told you earlier, don't bring him here." Loki whispered beside him.

(End of this chapter)