Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 148 The giant beast is coming, can God be far behind?

The writer agreed to the bet so readily that the Lord of Hell began to become suspicious; so additional clauses were added to the bet, such as "one-year term", "no use of a quill pen to write content that directly undermines Lucifer's actions", and "the parties who made the bet are not allowed to personally perform or disrupt the summoning ceremony".

Lin You agreed to all of them with a smile. Lucifer realized belatedly at this moment: "Why do I feel that I shouldn't have initiated this bet?"

"You are the one who wants to gamble, and you are also the one who doesn't want to gamble. You are indecisive and don't act like a qualified gambler. I'll give you another chance and allow you to cancel this bet. If you surrender, you will lose half of the money. In the future, just let me enter and exit hell freely. I don't ask you to take my soul back to the world." The writer was indifferent and didn't care too much about the bet.

"There are failed Lucifers, but there is no Lucifer who surrenders." The fallen angel kicked over the steps given by the opposite side and resolutely jumped into the pit he dug.

After Lucifer left and Lin You returned to the Garden of Eden, he saw that the God in front of him had a heavy face.

"What's wrong?" The writer thought there was another sudden situation in the DC world.

"It's nothing, I just saw the shadow of my child in that Lucifer." God quickly broke away from his heavy mood.

"Yes, the character was originally created based on you and your son." Lin You suddenly realized, "Does your child also like gambling?"

God said: "Pride and greed will inevitably breed a gambler's mentality. Not only are they greedy, they hope to get more without working; they are also arrogant and self-righteous, always thinking that they are favored by fate, different from others, and can always be accompanied by good luck."

"If I have a son in the future and he dares to gamble, I will break his legs with my own hands." The writer secretly added fuel to the fire.

"You've lived two lifetimes, and yet you don't have a son, let alone a wife...you don't even have a girlfriend." God is not a soft dough that can be kneaded by anyone. He uses the calmest tone to stab the most heart-piercing knife.

Lin You looked down at his nine-year-old boy's physique, rolled his eyes and asked, "It's not that we don't have it, but we broke up... Can we focus on work now?"

God opened a new portal with the attitude of a victor.

Before Lin You entered the room, he suddenly thought of a question: "What if the God of the DC world doesn't appear when the 'Giant Beast' appears?"

"At least, I will make sure that the crisis in the Hellblazer world will not affect other DC story worlds, let alone the big world." The Supreme God of the big world gave a frightening answer.

This answer revealed a sense of coldness and ruthlessness, but Lin You thought about it for a long time and didn't know what to say, so he had to keep silent and stepped through the portal.

On the other side of the door, God observed the "giant beast" being successfully summoned. According to the timeline of the TV series "Constantine", it was less than five months before the writer made the bet with the Lord of Hell.

The first thing Lin You did when he got down to earth was to notice Lucifer who looked depressed beside him.

"I didn't expect you to be so honest and trustworthy. I thought you would rush out and kill them all." The writer teased the Lord of Hell.

In the center of the wilderness swamp in the distance, a ceremony to summon a "giant beast" was coming to an end. Constantine and his allies who had hurried over were obviously a step late.

"I am a fallen angel, the Lord of Hell, not a villain who doesn't keep his word. Breaking a promise is the same as lying, which is the most rude and dishonorable behavior in the world." Lucifer vented his anger at losing the bet. The writer said, "Then why do I remember that you disguised yourself as God when you talked to me last time? Isn't that a lie?"

"I can use tricks and deceive. It looks similar to lying, but it is completely different in nature." Lucifer said impatiently, "When I punish the souls of sinners in hell, I will also create false illusions, letting them indulge in endless fear, regret and other mental torture. But that is not lying. On the contrary, it is you who deliberately concealed the characteristics of the quill pen. That is a lie..."

"Okay, okay, you have the final say, honest Lord of Hell, Your Excellency Satan. The problem is that I have repeatedly refused before, and even gave you a chance to regret at the last minute; it was you who insisted on making the bet." Lin You interrupted the other party's endless chatter, "Now, the bet is over, and you must fulfill the bet."

"Of course I will fulfill my promise." Lucifer took off a ring from his hand and handed it to him. "This is your pass to enter and exit hell. My breath plus your soul are unique and only you can use it. When necessary, you can also communicate with me through this ring. However, if you lose it, you will be responsible for it."

Surprisingly, this ring does not have any evil aura, but rather exudes a sacred glow from heaven; its sacred aura is natural, pure and holy.

If people in the Vatican saw this, perhaps His Holiness the Pope would be willing to exchange it for the title of "living saint".

After Lin You solemnly took it, Lucifer left without saying a word, without even looking at the space crack that opened in the distance and the "giant beast" that was about to descend; it was as if He had made this trip specifically to fulfill the bet and give the ring away.

A darkness that could not be described in words or even faced directly appeared in the center of the swamp. The moment it appeared, the ground covered by its shadow could no longer see a single ray of light.

Extreme darkness dominated everything around.

Lin You held a quill in his hand, sensing everything around him, looking for any signs of God in the DC world, but the more he searched, the more frightened he became.

No, nothing. As darkness continued to spread from the swamp wilderness, no force appeared to stop or even contain it. If it continued like this, it wouldn't be long before darkness completely dominated the earth.

"Is the God of the DC world unable to appear, or does he simply not want to appear?" The author angrily called the God of the big world, "What should I do now?"

"Wait a little longer, maybe there will be a turning point." God still spoke in a calm tone, but he didn't realize that he spoke much faster than usual.

In the center of the darkness, the "giant beast" has begun to ask questions; His questions are both to himself and to everyone he can see.

“Who am I and what is the meaning of my existence?”

This is the famous scene of the "giant beast" in the comics. Lin You speculated from the reader's perspective that this might be a scene deliberately arranged by the editor at that time, just to tell the editor's understanding of religious principles and dialectical thinking.

However, now that he appeared here as a writer, he also became one of the subjects of the "giant beast"'s questions.

"The pen in your hand..." The voice of the giant beast was vast and grand, yet ethereal and distant, as if it should not exist in this world. "Are you the one who defined my appearance and my existence? What am I? Why do I exist?"

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