I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 169 Harley's First Super Artifact
"With the time to repair the spaceship for you, we have already earned hundreds of times the money!" The three witches refused.

"Running taxis in hell, is that really the way to make money? The modern dead don't put silver coins on their eyes anymore, and they are almost never buried with them. Where did they get the fare?" Harry doubted.

"Why wasn't it buried with you? Could it be that after your relative died, your butt was naked and your ass was stuffed into the mud?"

Harry glanced at Andy the hanged man next to him.

The old man took his urn back to his hometown, and probably prepared a cemetery and a coffin, and then
"It seems that you have nothing to say." The big witch sneered.

"You're not here to take a taxi, but we only provide you with a taxi service." The second witch complained.

"We are leaving." The three witches said.

Harry's heart moved, and he smiled: "Can money improve your strength?"

"Money can make us happy," said the eldest.

"Money can be used for shopping," said the second child.

"If you don't have money, don't be silly." The third child's swollen dead face was full of contempt.

"Do you watch the news?" Harry asked.

The boss twisted a few times on the wooden box beside him silently.

"Stick - here's the BBC News broadcast, the heroic detective has done it again.

Oh, no, Constable Gordon has been demoted to Arkham Security. He violated the rules and participated in criminal cases, and was reprimanded by Chief Los Angeles in public.
In short, three days ago, the Harry circus murder case was finally solved. The murderer who killed Ms. Valeska turned out to be her own son, Jerome (the first-generation clown)!
According to other entertainers in the circus, for a while, Jerome worshiped the witch ha—er, a slip of the tongue, a respectable heroic girl, Miss Harley Quinn who exposed the true colors of fallen priests and saved countless church orphans.

It's just that, later, the 'grievance' of Miss Quinn was cleared up, and Jerome, who was mentally deformed, was very dissatisfied and roared hysterically——she is the pioneer who exposed the true face of the world, and she should not be exposed to corrupt, depraved human skin. The devil compromises.

She should go on with the exorcism.

Jerome was silent for several months afterwards.

One day, he suddenly laughed, "I'm such a cowardly little fool, relying on others, I don't need a hero, I am my own hero."

Then, he murdered his own mother.

After being exposed by Jim Gordon, he yelled - 'I'm exorcising her'! "

The last cry came from a hysterical young man.

"Prickly—" the radio was turned off, and the two witches sneered, "Now that I see it, we also often listen to the news and learn about world events."

Harry was stunned for a moment before recovering from the content of the news broadcast, and said, "Since you heard the news, you should know that Archbishop Marvin once drank a cup of the devil's blood.

Let me tell you frankly, that is a count-level demon heart, and it is in my hands now. "

The three witches stared together and said together: "You want to give it to us?"

Harry pointed to the spaceship and said, "Fix it."

The witch looked at the spaceship and fell silent with a tangled expression.

After a long time, the big witch asked, "Is it completely ghostly?"

"No, I have to drive myself." Harry shook his head.

The second witch said: "Completely materialized?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, "I hope it has some of the characteristics of a ghost taxi."

The three witches shook their heads and said, "The requirements are too high, and countless precious magic materials will be consumed, and we will lose money."

"Money can be earned at any time. Opportunities to improve strength are rare. A heart is divided among three people, and the improved strength cannot be obtained through thousands of years of cultivation." Harry said quietly.

"It can be done in about half a month." The big witch whispered to the two sisters.

"I want to eat the earl's heart." The second witch said excitedly.

"However, the increase in strength is of no use to us." The three witches hesitated.

"This"

Thinking that they and others have hardly meditated for thousands of years in order to make money, several witches fell silent.

Harry could hear clearly from the side, and said with a sneer: "A group of short-sighted idiots, the giant beasts outside the high wall are about to wake up, and hell is about to usher in a big turmoil.

Without strength, how to protect your huge wealth? "

The three witches looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and said in unison: "We will take this job."

They are very mobile.

After signing the labor contract (hell contract) with Harley, immediately use the magic spell to keep the space inside the water tower in the shadow world—only pull the Archimedes spaceship into the shadow world, so that the ghosts in hell can start work, and the water tower is still in the world .

Uh, the three witches stood by the side as contractors, wielding leather whips, driving a group of half-human-tall, crooked melon-shaped jujube-like demons to work.

The tools in the hands of the ghoul are extremely simple, such as old and rusty hammers, wrenches, welding torches, and nuts.
Some hammers are even just wooden handles with rattan bound stones on top.

"Ding ding dong dong, ping ping bang bang!"

Thirty or forty little ghouls were beating around Archimedes.

From time to time, there are lemurs carrying iron cans, spraying blood-red hellfire with welding torches, and welding pieces of rusty iron plates they don't know where to find to the outer shell of the spaceship.

It's like putting a Band-Aid on it.

Harry was hanging on the hanging ladder inside the water tower. Seeing such a non-technical maintenance method, he couldn't help shouting: "Can you use snacks? Who dares to drive such a patched spaceship?"

"Don't worry, we signed the contract. The durability of the spaceship will not be inferior to the original ordinary iron shell." The big witch said.

"Patching is only the first step, and there will be enchanting and enlightenment later." The second witch shouted.

"The taxi you cheated has traveled hundreds of billions of kilometers, and it is still powerful, stable and reliable. Which car on earth can compare with it?" The three witches sneered.

"Stab - Boom!"

Suddenly there was an accident on the Archimedes spacecraft.

The two little devils were about to smash the engine, but a string of blue arcs as thick as arms jumped out suddenly, like a living creature, crackling and pulling out a long twisted lightning chain, and in an instant, all the lemures on board were roasted into pieces. coke.

Then the arc retracted again.

"What's the situation?" Harry and the three witches exclaimed together.

"The engine seems a bit special"

Harry frowned. The spaceship has been with her for a while, and it has never been filled with gasoline or charged.

But its airborne radar is on 24 hours a day, monitoring the sky within a ten-kilometer radius of the fighting arena.

There has never been a low power situation.

The big witch leaned over cautiously, put her ear on the thick cylindrical engine of the bucket, and said after a long time: "This seems to be Dr. Manhattan's cosmic source quantum engine, or a prototype."

The second witch also went over, put her hand on the surface to sense it, and exclaimed: "It is obviously an ordinary metal element, and the level of energy reaction may exceed the eighth god metal.

By Satan, it is a super artifact! "

The eyes of the three witches radiated bright white light, and the water tower was illuminated with only peripheral light.

After staring at the engine for four to five minutes, she put away her "divine eyes" and said in disbelief, "There is no need for us to activate the spirit, it has already been activated."

"You recognize Dr. Manhattan's work?" Harry asked, looking at the big witch.

"I've read his thesis on engines." The big witch said with a complicated expression.

"Did the hell ghost tell you?"

"Well, Dr. Manhattan's research is in the hands of the US government, but American scientists will die, and they will still go to hell after death."

Harry understood, and looked at the second witch again, "You said it surpassed the eighth god's gold, you mean the eighth metal for forging divine weapons?"

"You also know the Eighth Metal?" the second child asked in surprise.

Harry asked expectantly, "Has it reached the ninth metal level?"

"Ninth Metal!" The second child showed a look of reminiscence, and sighed: "It is made of ordinary metal, and does not contain a little bit of Ninth Metal.

But it never rusts, never decays, never overheats, and adapts to all flying environments. Its perfection breaks the rules of physics.

And one of the characteristics of the Ninth Metal is to break the rules of the universe.

So, I don't know what kind of metal this is, and I can't even define it with science and magic. "

Harry asked the three witches again: "You said it was activated, does it mean the birth of wisdom?"

The third child shook his head, "There is spirituality, but no intelligence. Ordinary iron, even if you sacrifice it with blood and sense it with spiritual power, you will not be able to get a response, because it is inactive.

Using magic to activate the mortal iron sword, it can make it remember you, respond to you, and become your exclusive property.

For example, the holy relics of the Crusaders.

Like, our taxi. Damn, I get it! "

Speaking of this, her complexion changed, and she gave Harry a hard look, "It's probably because when our taxi collapsed, the dissipated spirit was absorbed by it.

Fantie can only rot in the dissipated magic of hell.

But the engine forged by Dr. Manhattan is already a 'scientific artifact', but it is nourished by magic power. "

The big witch's eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "Since the transformation failed, why don't our three sisters rebuild a hell airship for you?"

Harry jumped into the shadow world, walked to the engine, cut his palms, and pressed blood on the engine without saying a word. He quickly chanted a spell, imprinting his soul deep in the engine.

It's not the first time she has done the same thing.

The confession stick is also considered a holy relic, only she can activate it.

Therefore, Harley knew how to put an exclusive mark on the "artifact".

"Damn it, this little splasher moves so fast." The big witch had a fierce look on her face.

The magic power emerged in the hands of the second witch, and she was eager to try.

The three witches slipped a small machete from their cuffs and walked quietly behind Harry.
Without looking back, Harry sneered while infusing the engine with his mental power: "Isn't there not enough demons who died in hell in the past two days?
There are thirteen dukes, 127 earls, and [-] demons, big and small. If you die, you will only add a negligible fraction to the [-]. "

The faces of the three witches turned pale, and they took a few steps back together, saying in horror, "The treason case just happened yesterday, you, how did you know?"

It wasn't until the sacrifice was completed that Harley stood up and said flatly, "Don't ask me, there are some secrets that you can't bear."

Thinking of the last time Harry summoned the judge of hell casually, and now he accurately stated the major event that happened in hell just yesterday, the three witches were afraid, and they really didn't dare to talk nonsense.

After a while of silence, they summoned another group of little ghouls to continue their clanging and beating work.

"Harry, you are so capable, even the devil is driven by you at will." Andy said with his tongue out.

Looking around at the dense ghosts, Harley's joy of obtaining the "artifact-level engine" was swept away.

"You can't see either?" she asked the three witches.

"What can you see?" They were puzzled.

"It's really trash, it's still a demon, even the undead can't see it."

Cursing in a low voice, Harry left the water tower and went to the living room to call Shangdu's house.

　The engine of the Archimedes airship is indeed very powerful. In the big event of "Doomsday Bell", the Pharaoh modified the drive mode casually, and actually drove the airship across the multiverse.

　　It's not a single universe, but it passes through the origin wall, from the independent universe of watchmen to the dc multiverse.

　　In Archimedes, only the engine is relatively good, and the others are very hip.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)