Superman's Ending Manual

In the darkness, the scarlet silk cloth slowly undulated like the tide, and sometimes stretched on the wall like a snake, clinging to the surface of the cave - vertically, horizontally, crookedly, and finally crossed in all directions to form a heavy net.

From a distance, these cloth strips seemed to be woven into a reddish-brown cordon, tightly fitting, thus encircling Ke Mingye, but never actually approaching his body.

At this time, with the help of a beam of light and fire rising from the tip of the spear held by the man in front, Ke Mingye could see the pattern on the scarlet silk cloth.

The surface of the silk cloth was engraved with golden sun and moon totems, as well as the auspicious appearance of the golden crow and jade rabbit, representing the sun, moon and sky clouds - seeing this, even if Ke Mingye was uneducated, he recognized it:

- This is one of the four magic weapons of "Nezha" in mythology: Hun Tian Ling.

"Oh my god, isn't this the blackened elementary school student in our Chinese mythology - Nezha?" Ke Mingye thought, but he was not surprised. He thought of the corresponding character of the ruins before he entered the ruins.

He thought again: "Okay... I was worried that I couldn't talk to an old man, now it's good, if it's Nezha, then I have a common topic - we will directly form a father-sorrow alliance, and when we defeat the clock guest, Comrade Blue Owl will retire gloriously. At that time, if I use a strange thing to bring Blue Owl's body to Qing Ya and cremate it in front of him, wouldn't it be a kind of "returning the bones to the father"? "

In fact, Ke Mingye had already found something wrong before entering the entrance.

This opening extends downwards instead of extending to the tower body above - it can be seen that the real ruins of the gods are not the Eight Treasures Linglong Tower, but under the strange lotus leaf pressed under the tower.

This strange cave is located in the lake, hidden under the giant tower and lotus leaves.

And if we study it in detail according to this idea, then Nezha's God Site is definitely the most special one among all the God Sites in the world - because this guy's God Site is sealed by another god's magic weapon.

Moreover, maybe this place is not a God Site at all, but just a cage - after all, it is very likely that Nezha has been sealed under the Eight Treasures Linglong Tower for a long, long time ago, and even if ten thousand fucking centuries have passed, he has been staying in this cave in physical form.

Then, the people here are the gods themselves, not the remnants of the gods.

Ke Mingye did not dare to act rashly, but just said: "It's not fun to be locked up in this tower. Seeing that you burned this tower like this and didn't go out, you must be very resentful."

Hearing this, the figure sitting in the depths of the cave did not respond, but just lowered his face slightly, staring at him coldly, and the fire at the tip of the spear in his hand was burning, illuminating his thin, pale cheeks, and a little red on his forehead.

At this moment, Ke Mingye finally saw the other person's true face.

The young man had two tall long buns on his head, tied up with red ribbons. The red ribbons were gently fluttered by the heat waves, swaying vaguely in the firelight of the gun tip. On the ground beside him stood a golden ring, with a cloud pattern and a dragon pattern engraved on the surface of the ring;

In addition, there were two dark wheels lying at his feet, with the outer edges of the wheels dotted with fiery red flowing wind lines, as if there was a circle of flickering flames attached to them.

"Say it again...get out." He whispered.

"I'll take you away from here." Ke Mingye said, "As a price, you help me do something and give me some power to play with."

Nezha was silent for a moment: "You can't take me away."

"Why?"

"That tower...you couldn't have missed it when you came in."

Hearing this, Ke Mingye nodded seriously: "I understand, with the tower you are my father, without the tower you are just a guest."

Nezha frowned, not understanding what this person was talking about in abstract terms, but just remained silent.

"But there should be a way for me to take you away from the seal of the Eight Treasures Linglong Tower." Ke Mingye continued.

"How do you know?"

"Intuition."

"There is indeed a way. I can seal myself in the path and leave it in you." Nezha was silent for a while, "But let me make it clear first... the path I give you is different from the paths given by other gods."

Ke Mingye raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "What's the difference?"

"Those gods have left this world, and only a part of their power and consciousness remain here."

Nezha said this, looking straight into his eyes, "And I... do not exist in the form of a residual soul, but are sealed here by that person's tower, so what I give you will naturally be different from them."

"Can you explain it more clearly?"

"In other words, I will directly seal all my soul, power, including the entity into the path, so this unrestricted power is likely to..."

Nezha paused and lowered his voice, "You will die of fullness."

It's okay, I don't care whether I die of fullness or not, anyway, I will be dead in a year, how can I exterminate superhumans without cheating?

Ke Mingye thought, with a dead pig fearless mentality.

He said: "So when the myth path reaches the sixth level and the myth carrier is opened, can you come out and help me fight directly?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean," Nezha said with his eyes downcast, "but when the path reaches the sixth level, I will be rebuilt into a physical body, and then I can... see the light of day again."

"Deal."

Nezha was slightly stunned: "...Are you sure?"

"Sure, I'm not afraid of death. You've been waiting here for so long and no one has found you,"

Ke Mingye paused, "But there is one thing I have to advise you first, just like the advice you gave me."

"What is it?"

"There are many people living in my mind. Strictly speaking, you are just one of the residents." Ke Mingye said, "If you are not afraid of noise, we can cooperate." He raised his head slightly and looked directly into Nezha's eyes.

Nezha stared at his empty eyes and concentrated slightly.

The next moment, his consciousness came to an empty classroom. The setting sun was setting in the west, and the sky was stained by the afterglow, like red wine.

Nezha looked up and saw that behind the podium, a gray figure with empty eyes was leaning on the blackboard behind him with one hand on his waist.

"Oh, look guys, who is this?" The strange thing asked, "He came in a very impolite way. He didn't come in through formal channels, but was a transfer student who bribed the principal."

"Little Red Riding Hood, who is this?" Kobe sat on Little Red Riding Hood's shoulder, like a black ball of hair.

"He is Nezha..." Little Red Riding Hood whispered, "The new resident of the welfare home."

"Oh, I understand... No wonder our Principal Ke gave him privileges." The strange thing said, suddenly raised his fist to his mouth and coughed twice, and then sang the theme song of "Nezha", "It's him, it's him, it's him~ Our friend Little Nezha~ Young hero Little Nezha--" Before the song was finished, suddenly a blazing white spider web rushed into the air, "Snap!" It stuck to its mouth, and the world suddenly became quiet.

Following the origin of the spider web, the spider man put his hands behind his head, leaned on the table behind him, and whispered: "Oh no, he has been suppressed by the pagoda-holding Li Tianwang for so many years, so he must have changed from a rebellious elementary school student to a blackened elementary school student?"

"I feel not as good as... Ke Yongzhu, an elementary school student." Little Red Riding Hood whispered.

Blue Owl spread his hands and said, "Blackening is good, blackening is good, it fits the family style - do you know what 'Black Judge' and 'Black Wukong' are? Another Black Nezha, the main point is the same style."

"Oh, then why aren't you Black Owl?" Kobe asked.

"Blue Owl is good, Black Owl is not good."

Blue Owl said, pressing the button on the mask, the bird's beak retracted back and forth, quite ghostly.

Nezha sat on the podium, bent one knee, put down the fire spear in his hand, stared at the figure sitting in the middle of the classroom, and asked word by word: "Who are they?"

"My friends." Ke Mingye said.

"Then who are they?" Nezha asked, tilting his head slightly, glancing at the two figures outside the classroom.

One of the figures sat on the windowsill, slightly sideways, with a gloomy face and scarlet eyes; the other figure was wearing a hospital gown, leaning against the wall of the corridor and reading a book.

"I don't know either. Maybe he's a stranger."

As he said that, Ke Mingye looked up at Nezha. He asked, "So... after seeing my situation, will we still cooperate?"

August 23, dusk, Laojingmai Railway Station.

After school, Ke Mingye walked towards the railway station as soon as possible, still wearing the uniform of Huanjing No. 3 Middle School.

He stepped into Platform 7 and asked, "What do you want to see me for?" Before the other party answered, he yawned and added, "The school has just started. I don't have evening self-study tonight, but I have to go home early. If there is anything, I suggest you make a quick decision."

On the public bench, Fan Quan sat upright against the back of the chair, looking down and flipping through a Bible, and said casually, "There is an important information I have to share with you, although it is only a matter of time before you know it."

"What information?"

Fan Quan adjusted the glasses on his nose and said slowly, "Since I got the way in the afternoon, the props page of the mall was refreshed at dusk, and a one-time consumable prop that speeds up the advancement speed appeared."

He paused: "So now I am sure that the system can indeed speed up the advancement of the path to the gods. In this way, theoretically, both of our paths have the opportunity to reach the sixth level within a year - if we can really reach the sixth level, it will undoubtedly be a huge improvement for us: then we can enter the myth carrier stage like Zeus, and maybe it can directly provide us with S-level combat power."

"Oh, it looks so powerful."

Ke Mingye perfunctorily said that since the mall can swipe out the corresponding disposable consumables, then completing the family main line tasks related to "Black Wukong" may also increase the advancement speed of the path to the gods "Nezha".

He thought for a moment and said, "But our mythological carrier may not be as powerful as his carrier - after all, his path character is the god king in Greek mythology, while mine is... a blackened elementary school student who looks a little like a sissy."

Speaking of this, Ke Mingye became more and more angry: "Fuck, why is your path Anubis?"

"It doesn't matter. After all, the mythological path only obtains part of the power of the gods, and there is a balance between the paths. The difference in power brought to the holder will not be too great." Fanquan said, "At least from my observation, from the existing divine masters in the world, the combat power of each divine master at each stage is basically the same, that is to say - as long as other divine masters reach the sixth level, it is very likely that they can reach the S-level combat power like Zeus."

"Really or not?" Ke Mingye sighed, "Please, can you imagine the scene of Nezha beating up Zeus, without mentioning Pangu, Ancestor Hongjun, Ancestor Hunkun, Empress Nuwa, Fuxi, etc. in Chinese mythology? There are T0 figures like Shennong and Tunren, and behind them are Yuanshi Tianzun, Taishang Laojun, Tongtian Cult Master, Bodhi Patriarch, Randen Buddha, Tathagata Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, Wutian Buddha, and behind them are Huangdi, Yandi, Chiyou, Xingtian, Fire God Zhurong, Water God Gonggong, Twelve Golden Immortals."

He paused: "Finally it's our Erlang Shen, Sun Wukong, and Lei Zhenzi's turn, and I guess Nezha may not be able to defeat them. Hey... Where does Nezha rank in Chinese mythology, and where does Zeus rank in Greek mythology? Where is the comparison?"

"You are wrong about the premise. This is the mythical path, not the battle between mythical characters. Do you understand?" Anti-Dog began to lie, "There is a limit to the mythical path. We must consider how much power the human body can bear, so it must be It is impossible to inherit all the power of gods, otherwise how to explain that basically every spiritualist in history will be corrupted by divinity in the end, tending to madness, and can only maintain sanity for a short time by devouring the same kind? "

He paused and said, "Based on this restriction, as long as they practice well, the strength of all diviners will not be much worse, and they cannot be pulled down too far by Zeus."

Hearing this, Ke Mingye gave a "haha" fake smile and complained: "Your tone feels like an European guy who has drawn a six-star card in a krypton gold mobile game is comforting an African chief who has drawn a four-star card. : 'It's okay, there's not much difference in strength between cards, our designers will adjust the balance.'"

When Anti-Dog heard this, he felt that continuing to deceive him would be a bit insulting to Spider-Man's intelligence, so he had no choice but to push up his glasses, change his offensive, and start to engage in abstraction.

He said: "Zeus, Out; Nezha, Win."

"Haha, suppose Zeus crashes, what about your Anubis? I'm the worst at drawing cards, right?"

"Anubis? Nezha is dead with one shot."

"Prison Dog, I feel like you've lost your mind."

Saying this, Ke Ming is actually very clear about the potential of Nezha's path to the gods - not only Nezha's words in the cave, but he himself can also clearly feel his own mythological path and other paths. Not quite the same.

Even in the process of obtaining the path to the gods, even the system popped up a prompt box to tell him - [Warning: The danger level and probability of loss of control of the mythical path you have obtained are much higher than other paths].

Of course, this is normal.

After all... Nezha entered his path in a physical form, instead of just sealing part of his consciousness, power, and the magic weapons he used in the path like other gods. Give it to a destined descendant.

Therefore, assume that Zeus's original strength is 100 points; Nezha's strength is 10 points.

Zeus left 5 points of strength to "Firando Gomes" through the channel, while Nezha left 10 points of strength to Ke Mingye unreservedly. There is indeed a battle between the two.

"Forget it, let's not talk about the strength of the path. If we don't practice to the later forms, it will be just empty talk now." With that, Anti-Dog changed the subject, "The next thing is the second thing. You know Anubis "?"

"After searching on Baidu, it was said that he is the god of death and the afterlife, and he controls many doors."

"Yes, according to my research all afternoon, I found that the holder of the first generation Anubis pathway left several 'doors'. In his setting, every time I upgrade the level of a pathway, You can get a 'door' - and this door can be used to call spiritualists from all over the world."

Ke Mingye understood immediately: "In other words, we can use the 'door' he left to hold a gathering of theorists?"

"That's right." Anti-Quan nodded, "Now I have a door in my hand, and this is the only door available at the moment. What do you think?"

"Use it. Let's see if we can summon Zeus to kill us, so we don't have to think about exterminating the superhuman race, once and for all."

"Yes, this way we can leave the great task of exterminating superhuman beings to our paranoid master." Anti-dog pushed up his glasses and said seriously, "If it is the paranoid master, he will definitely be able to do it."

"If you are paranoid, you will win." Ke Mingye nodded.

"Seriously, don't you have any insurance measures when you call people over? What if a strong man comes and eats us, just like Zeus eats other theosophists?"

Anti-Dog said: "Don't worry, as long as it's in the 'space inside the door', I'm sure."

"Anyway, I'm a puppet. If something happens, you're responsible." Ke Mingye tilted his head, looking unconcerned.

"Then let's go."

After the words fell, an ancient bronze door appeared directly in front of the two of them.

Amidst the loud rumbling noise, the door frame slowly opened and the two of them stepped inside.

Looking up, I saw an ancient stone tower, and a dusty conference room came into view. In the center stands a wide stone round table. The blue marble surface is as smooth as a mirror, and the edges are carved with exquisite patterns and runes.

Twelve high-backed stone chairs were placed around the round table, with patterns of some kind of exotic beast carved on the backrests. Ancient murals and inlaid copper torches were hung on the walls, and the orange flames swayed, emitting an eerie light.

"Inside the door is an independent space. It was created by the first generation holder of the Anubis Path to convene meetings with spiritualists from all over the world."

As he spoke, Fanquan put on a Tiga Ultraman mask, and then handed the Zero mask to Ke Mingye, and took out a set of "permanent cleaner's clothes" from his bag and asked him to change into them - the school uniform of Huanjing No. 3 Middle School was too conspicuous.

Ke Mingye changed into the cleaner's uniform, but did not take the Zero mask. "I prefer Tiga." As he said, he shot out a spider web to stick to Fanquan's mask, pulled it over and put it on his face, and returned the Zero mask in his hand to Fanquan.

Fanquan didn't think so, but just put on another Ultraman mask silently.

Then the two sat at the ancient conference table in silence, leaving only the flickering light of the torch on the wall and the sound of crackling.

"It's not a human, I'm trapped?"

Ke Mingye sat upright like a primary school student, yawned, and tilted his head to look at him.

"It's my first time using this ability, so I'm not proficient enough." Fan Quan sighed, "I'll say it again, the spiritualists summoned by the door are random. If we meet a tough guy, we just run away."

"Okay."

The two reached a consensus, and then a bronze door with a faint glow suddenly opened in the dark and old conference room. However, as the door slowly opened to the outside, there was no response from behind the door.

They looked at each other.

"What's the situation, Lao Quan?" Ke Mingye asked.

"He may not want to come. This thing is not mandatory. It just opens a portal for him. He can only come if he wants to." Fan Quan said.

"Is it so low?"

"If the global teleportation ability is also mandatory, then we can pull Zeus in for a group fight." Fan Quan said.

"That makes sense."

As the two were talking, Fan Quan was about to close the door, and suddenly a slightly hesitant and confused footsteps slowly sounded from behind the door.

Hearing the sound, the two concentrated and held their breath, quietly waiting for the figure to appear from the door.

Soon, a figure stepped into the conference room.

The newcomer wore a monkey mask, a silver and black metal robe, and a dark gold long stick on his shoulder. At this moment, the pupils burning with red gold flames behind the mask were reflecting the faces of the two people.

[Codename: The God-master - Black Wukong. ]

[Danger rating: A-level]

Behind the mask, Ke Mingye's expression collapsed slightly.

Fan Quan was silent.

He and Ke Mingye looked at each other again, and then the two silently opened the chat panel.

[Failed Man: Not a buddy——? ]

[Fan Quan: Purely coincidental. ]

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