I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 46

2021-06-23

Chapter 46 The Phantom Stranger

In the end, Harry and Rachel were stopped by the Church of Blood .

In a dank alley where snow remains, two women are back to back, and there are four men in front and behind with razor blades.

They are of different ages, there are guys in their early twenties, and there are uncles in their fifties, all of them look hideous, very cultist.

Their identities also have nothing common with each other, there are auto mechanic in work clothes and holding wrench, ordinary jackets for freelancers, middle-aged elite men in high-end handmade suits.

However, the leader does have a suit that suits the purpose of the evil Instructor: in winter, he only wears a blood-colored robe with a hood, a very ancient style, a dizzying scarlet, and a dagger with a strange shape in his hand. .

"Harry, can you really do it?" Before it even started, Rachel felt a little regretful.

Well, they were caught on purpose.

Harry's suggestion, she said she is a kung fu expert and can play ten with one.

Of course, in addition to Brother Xi's machetes and pistols, this group of cults and disciples is really just right, and Halle is too bad and too stupid.

But well, she's not alone

"One last warning, leave me, I don't want to hurt you!" Rachel's eyes flashed red light, and her forehead seemed to open a second time. to the eyes.

It's not Yang Jian, the second pair of eyes is above the eyebrows.

Endless darkness poured in from all directions, condensing into streaks of pitch-black tentacles under her.

It's a bit perverted and a bit perverted.

"Rachel, you can't escape, this is your destiny." The blood-robed priest held a dagger and stepped forward slowly.

"Start!" Harley loudly shouted, the iron bucket smashed directly at the priest.

“peng~ peng~ peng~ peng~ ——” The three gunmen immediately shot at her.

Uh, no, shooting into the sky.

As soon as the trigger was pulled, three tentacles protruded from the ground in front of them, raising the expert's wrist sharply.

"Ahhh!" The gunman stabbed his wrist, subconsciously letting go of the pistol.

Harry heard the sound of gunshots, but was not shot, and understood that the mage behind him had completed the "field control" task.

Relaxed, she moves more and more calmly.

Seeing the iron barrel flying, the blood-robed priest subconsciously dodged sideways, but before he could stand firm, a black shadow flew in his sight.

"Ah hey!" Harley charged like a small spring, speeding up the charge, jumping up more than a meter, her right knee hitting the face of the blood-robed priest like a hammer.

"puchi!" The priest dragged a trace of three or four meters on the ground where the sewage was flowing, blood spout from mouth and White Fang, and fainted.

"That's it?" Harley laughed heartily, facing the two cultists and disciples who were slashing with a savage face and wielding knives.

A long leg, before the male white-collar slashed her, took a step to reach his throat, ka-cha, fell to the ground and lost his mobility.

"pu ——" Another cockscomb head cultist slashed her shoulder with a knife.

"Ah, watch out!" Rachel exclaimed.

Harry turned back with an uppercut, smashing Cockscomb's jaw.

Looking sideways at the left shoulder, the cashmere coat was torn and blood seemed to seep out.

"Damn, I'm too heavy, each of these are experience packs!"

Finding only a superficial wound, Harry became extremely annoyed. (ps: 10+ defense points, which can effectively defend against machetes. For the defense effects corresponding to different defense points, please refer to the chapter of "Work Related - Harley's cheat")

Harley is not afraid of knives now Chopping, I'm afraid of being stabbed by a knife, especially in winter, with a thick coat and a sweater inside, sub-healthy office workers don't even have the strength to break the defense.

Next, she no longer attacked the enemy's head, throat, waist, eyes, lower body, and other vital parts, but only carefully avoided small sharp knives, and fought with five cults and gangsters with her bare hands.

"dong!" The cult and gangster who is a car mechanic, gave Harry a slap on the back of the head with a T-shaped wrench.

Harry leaned forward slightly, "gudonggudong", the Sea of Consciousness experience jar was filled, emptied, and level 1 was raised.

She turned her head slightly and smiled, making both the cult and the disciples laugh silly.

"bang!" She smiled and punched him in the eye socket, "You hurt me, keep working hard!"

"Uh-" Not far away, Rachel covered her head and groaned, her already pale face paler.

Harry frowned, shouting: "Rachel, are you all right? Is your healing spell damage transfer?"

She dared to hit ten with one, except for her own defense Gao, the more important reason is that Rachel admits that she can heal.

She can even resurrect the dead if she uses her powers without hesitation.

With such a strong archmage by her side, unless Harley is stupid, she will not fight cults and gangsters hand-to-hand.

All are quality experience packs!

"I'm fine," Rachel exclaimed.

She is very connected.

In addition to the transferred pain, her "shadow tentacles" were also attacked several times when destroying guns and reversing the direction of small sharp knives.

Well, the shadows under her are not real shadows, but a combination of soul and magic. They have human vision and hearing, but they have average attack power and are especially painful after being hurt (ps).

"Hey, don't help me with the treatment, focus on field control to prevent them from attacking my vitals." Harry said.

"Or, let's go. These people didn't hurt us, but you beat them with bloody nose and swollen face, which is pathetic." Rachel said softly.

In just one sentence, Harley was stabbed in the back again, and slapped the other's teeth, and she said evenly, "Wait, it's too cold, I want to exercise more. Exercise."

"Bastard, what do you think of us?!"

The blood-robed priest who had been dropped in seconds before froze awake in the icy snow, stood up swayingly, Hearing Harry's nonsensical remarks, he couldn't help burning with anger.

He picked up his curved dagger and stabbed it into his right wrist, blood spattering all over, and at the same time, strange syllables came out of his mouth.

"Ah, Harry be careful, he wants to summon my father's illusory shadow." Rachel exclaimed.

"Wishful thinking!" Harley picked up the wrench from the ground and stabbed it into the blood-robed priest's mouth like lightning. Incantation stopped abruptly, and even the screams were stuffed in her throat.

"Waste, you are just trash in my eyes!"

"bang bang — chi chi!" Attacking the priest's stall, she was stabbed twice by the others Two sticks.

Harry swayed a few times, but her expression remained unmoved. She forcibly came to the priest's side, stepped on his bloody right hand, and drew the dagger from her wrist.

Ten minutes later, Harley's coat was tattered and dirty, holding a wrench and gasping for breath. The muddy ground beside her was full of moaning and wailing cults and disciples.

"You don't even have the strength to beat people, and you still learn from other people to join a cult!" She was furious, and they were bald again, so they couldn't provide experience.

After spitting bloody spit, she yelled at them: "Go back to your hometown to farm, your current occupation is too dangerous for you!"

Even the clothes were torn Now, I got dirty, and I only got two levels.

Level 14, 14 points of defense.

Now that the machete fell on her body and slashed her coat, she could only leave a blood imprint on her skin, which slowly oozes blood but does not rush blood.

Two blocks from the battlefield.

Rachel took Harley's arm and said excitedly: "Diana, you are amazing! One fight eight, is it Chinese Kung Fu?"

"You are a hell Princess, do you still care about the fighting skills of mortals?" Harry asked curiously.

"I can only use magic, and I can't fight. But once I use magic, it will arouse my father's idea, and then locate my location and send the nearby blood church cultists and disciples to hunt me down." Lei Chell sighed.

"Can a mortal gun hurt you?" Harry said curiously.

Rachel nodded and said: "If I don't defend at all, my body is not much stronger than an ordinary girl."

This is a bit low!

"Can you teach me magic?" Harry asked.

Rachel hesitated, "Diana, I'm not begrudging my knowledge of magic, but I can see that you have a fervent thirst for power, which may make you seek magic. Going down the wrong path during the mystery.

You really wanted to kill those cultists and disciples, right? I felt a strong murderous intention in your heart."

"You Think I'm the bad guy?" Harry's face was gloomy.

She did want to kill a witness to silence them, but she saw that Rachel was a good superhero--a stubborn resistance to killing people--she didn't want to offend Rachel. show mercy.

"No, don't get me wrong!" Rachel grabbed her right arm with both hands and said eagerly, "You are a good person, and I am going to take the Heart Demon method to bring you down."

"Magic is just power. It's no different from a pistol or a machete. Good and evil only depend on the person who uses it." Harry said.

"You only say that because you don't know anything about magic."

Rachel said resolutely: "If you smoke a lot, your lungs get blackened, and you get drunk a lot. , easy to be short-tempered, and both tobacco and alcohol can affect a person's body and character.

So, how can magic rooted in the soul and originated from the bloodline be as rigid as a gun?

In fact, every trace of magic is a living creature."

Seeing that Harry didn't seem to believe it, the black-haired girl said bitterly: "Believe me, no one knows evil better than me. The terrifying of power.

I was tormented at every moment and had to suppress it with 99.99% of my energy."

Harry sullen and sullen.

The two were silent, walking aimlessly along the empty, dark street.

"Diana, I, I'm leaving." After a long while, Rachel whispered.

“Where?” Harry asked.

"I don't know" Rachel shook her head slightly.

“You don’t have a home?”

“I used to have a home that was destroyed by my father. I have been wandering around the United States for several years, helping those in pain. "Rachel said.

"Transferring pain?" Harry frowned, this is really a rubbish skill.

Well, she's superficial.

If Rachel didn't suppress the evil power in her body, and let go of her hands and feet, she could instantly drain the emotions and memories of several millions of people in Gotham, and then turn them into her own power.

"You should use this kind of magic less in the future. Everyone's pain has its own reasons, and it is also a part of their life."

"I will not treat everyone Work magic. I've seen many people choose to hurt themselves or others because they can't bear the pain and despair.

So, I only help those who can't get out of the pain and despair on their own." Rachel Road.

"But the total amount of pain hasn't diminished. It's too cruel and unfair for you to bear it all alone. They don't even know that you helped them." Harry was a little excited.

Rachel smiled softly, shook her head and said, "It's okay, I hope you don't have to be so miserable, I never thought of being grateful. I'm very happy to be able to help others."

Harry looked at her for a long time, and sighed: "You should be the daughter of God—"

"She is!" A dim blue glow the size of a door suddenly appeared and disappeared instantly , a man wearing a blue cloak appeared in front of the two women.

"Rachel Rose, please follow me!"

(ps: Raven's Soul Shadow (tentacle), not really weak attack power, but The physical attack is too low.

Its essence is a soul attack, which can inflict pain and fear beyond the limit on the enemy's soul, and even directly Devouring Soul.

The soul attack is too strong, Dead or disabled, brain-dead, Raven never uses this attack, only uses it as a tentacle.

She, like other superheroes, refuses to kill.

The Phantom Stranger is a very magical existence in dc. He is not very famous, but almost every major event has his shadow.)

(end of chapter)