I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 438
On Christmas, the Forgotten Bar also placed a big Christmas tree at the entrance, with many colorful cards hanging on it.

After Harry entered the door, he glanced at it casually, and then walked directly towards the bar.

"My God, look, it's Harley the Witch!" the hell drinker exclaimed.

"Look, she is the witch Harley, you must remember her appearance and temperament clearly." The outsider mage taught the apprentices around him.

The earth mage took a sip of eggnog, and said to his companion with emotion: "The witch Harley has done a lot of things in the past few days, have you heard? She killed Omani, one of the seven demons, and also killed Gabriel He was beaten to the point of bleeding, and he resisted God's punishment in front of all the angels."

"So she is the legendary witch Harley, she looks very beautiful, very simple, very kind?" The alien mage met for the first time, feeling strange.

As soon as Harley entered the bar, she immediately became the most beautiful girl, being watched, whispered and invited by everyone.
She was also familiar with this superstar-like treatment, and calmly found a chair at the bar and ordered a glass of wine.

"Harry, you seem to be different." When Bobo the chimpanzee poured her wine, he stared at her shining face, and said in surprise, "You look like a kind and sincere girl now, too. Terrible."

Harry touched his face, is the effect so obvious?

"Am I not a good girl?"

"Who doesn't know that you are murderous, ruthless, deceitful, and ruthless?" Bobo said.

Harry straightened his face, and a holy and majestic aura naturally exuded, "I kill, I cheat, I strike ruthlessly, but I'm still a good girl.

Because I killed bad guys, cheated bastards, and only dealt with devils ruthlessly.
What I have done protects goodness and light. "

"God, I almost believed it!" Bobo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said in horror: "How did you do it? Could it be some evil magic?
A cunning heart, a beautiful appearance, and a peaceful temperament. Did you become a master of magic and finally understand the law of deception? "

It didn't read the joke.

It was really infected by her words and expressions just now, but its rationality told it that what it was facing was a witch, not a pious nun.

Ha Li frowned slightly, and whispered softly: "It seems that after going back, I have to cultivate for a while, and wait until I can fully grasp Shenghui."

Seeing the hairy face stalking close, she closed her mouth, and a brain crash hit the orangutan's forehead, "Go and call your boss."

The chimpanzee covered his head and shouted, "Today is Christmas, after the Holy Son came and got the result, he went home for the holiday."

"Is Helen there?" Harry asked again.

"She's here. She's on duty at Christmas. A few days later, there will be seven days off for New Year's Day. Shall I call her for you?"

"I'll find her myself later." Harry lowered his voice, and said, "I hunted an iron bump last night, and it's covered with N metal, don't you know?"

"Omani, the seven demons, was not very well-known at first, but after he was killed by you, he immediately became famous in the multiverse.

When people talked about you recently, they would say, 'She was so ruthless, she stabbed the demon Lord Omani through the back of the head with a baseball bat'. "

The gorilla gave her a strange look, "It's not scary to stab someone with a knife, but how did such a thick baseball bat get in? Omani is made of metal, it's too scary."

Harry didn't want to explain her secret, but said: "Only the epidermis on his body is pure N metal, muscle, blood, bone, and brain all contain N metal ions, which cannot be directly used.

I need a master of magical metallurgy to help extract N metal.

Well, to extract N metal, I don't know how to forge, so I have to find a master forge. "

"This one is quite simple. The Senagaans are extremely proficient in the development and utilization of N-metal. They even created a unique civilization with N-metal. You can—"

Speaking of this, the chimpanzee suddenly stopped, frowned and said: "Trouble, I suddenly remembered that Xin En, who had just become the supreme leader of Senagaan a year ago, seemed to be a fundamentalist believer.

That is, the worshiper of Onima, the head of the seven demons. "

"A dignified and advanced interstellar civilization actually believes in demons, isn't that ridiculous?" Harry asked strangely.

The chimpanzee's eyes flashed with wisdom, "The ancient savages worshiped fire because they were afraid of fire, and worshiped snakes because snakes often killed people.

Like humans on Earth, aliens cannot escape the instinct to worship what they fear.

Onima's talent is Soul Absorption.

But Senagon's strongest talent is the reincarnation of the eternal soul.

Even if God sent a miracle in front of the Senaga people, they would not pay attention, because God's concept of salvation is meaningless to people who are constantly reincarnated.

Onima is not as great as God, but his ability is extremely restrained by the Senagaans. Therefore, in the uncivilized and wild age, he became the god of the Senagans.

Of course, with the development of civilization to the present, Onima's sect is not as good as before, and more people have given up their belief in the old gods. "

"So, can I hire a Senegon engineer anyway?" Harry asked.

Bobo scratched the back of his head, "If there are people from Senegon or mages from the North Star system coming to the bar, I will leave your contact information for you.

By the way, you can also go to Mrs. Shangdu, she seems to have been in contact with Yingxia some time ago. "

Harry asked curiously, "Eagle Man is from Senagaon?"

Bobo said uncertainly: "He has been reincarnated countless times, visited countless worlds, he has probably been a Senagaon, and his pair of eagle wings are very similar to Senagaon.

When the Kryptonian devils invaded the earth, I also heard people say that Hawkman was also a Kryptonian.

Hundreds of years ago, he was reincarnated on Krypton and lived as a Kryptonian for a lifetime. "

"Rebirth in the entire universe, this skill is very good." Hari sighed, and asked again: "Do you know Alex? It's the formation master who used the 'Ancient Prisoner Formation'."

Bobo said: "After the battle with you, he also became famous, the ancient prisoner god formation is too scary, many gods are asking about his origin.

However, he is also mysterious enough. Currently, he is only known to be from a magical organization in England called the 'Brotherhood of Wizards'. "

Not long after chatting with Bobo, Helen, dressed as a waitress, came to work.

Her magic talent is very ordinary, neither too high nor too low. After eight or nine years of cultivation, she is only a formal mage now, a long way from the archmage.

However, Helen herself is very satisfied, and currently has no plans to give up this job.

"Maybe one day in the future, I can become the boss here!" She said optimistically.

Harry asked, "Master of the Night is retiring? He doesn't seem very old."

"Have you noticed the long sword on Luke's waist? It's the night blade, an artifact from another world, which can make people stay young forever. Therefore, Luke will never die of old age, and he doesn't need to retire." Helen envied Say.

"Youth is forever"

Harry stroked his vibrant cheeks, feeling a little moved.

It is relatively easy to use magic power to prolong life. Many magic masters can live for hundreds of years.

But staying young forever is very rare.

Like Harry herself.

Lucifer gave her the same curse as Cain, immortality but aging and loss of vitality.

In recent years, she has grown from fifteen or sixteen years old to her early twenties, and her appearance has obviously matured a lot.

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"The night blade is both an honor and a responsibility. Although Luke was born in the United States, he is a descendant of the Maya guardian family. He inherited the ancestor's artifact, so he also assumed the responsibility of protecting Maya.

Well, Maya is a different world of knights and magic civilization"

"Wang Wang Wang"

The two were talking, and they had already come to the backyard. A dalmatian the size of a calf looked at Harry curiously, and beside him was a little black dog barking childishly.

"Hey, Jelly!" Harry held out his hand to Dalmatians, who hesitated, neither responded nor hid.

After patting the back of the big dog, she smiled and picked up the little dog, and said in a discussing tone: "Oh, your mother passed away yesterday, but don't be sad, it is doing well in heaven.

According to your mother's will, your son and its grandson should inherit the title of General of the Quinn House, what do you think? "

"Woof!" Dalmatian Jelly shook her head.

"Hey, jelly, you can't take your word for it! Back then, when you had a big belly and lost your appetite, I brought the sub-dragon meat that I bought at a high price to nourish you. At that time, you nodded repeatedly while chewing." Harley Gao shouted.

Jelly hesitated.

Helen also squatted on the side and stroked her hair, "You want to go to Gotham to visit loach. Didn't Dodo often visit you in the bar?"

"Wooooo." Jelly stretched out her tongue and licked the little black dog's head a few times, and finally nodded the dog's head.

Two days later, at midnight.

Quinn Manor 'Black Magic Meditation Room'.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and only one candle was placed at each of the five corners of the pentagram circle.

Harley placed a black cat in the center of the magic circle, cut its neck open, and blood flowed out. The hazel floor seemed to have an invisible mouth, greedily sucking the cat's blood clean, and the floor was spotless.

Harley threw down a blood-stained coat—the Chinese tunic suit worn by the pharaoh when he was beaten that day, and said loudly: "Nine Hells, listen to my call. I am a friend of Little Black Bean. I have to sacrifice to call this undead!" !"

Magic summons focus on meaning, not form. As long as the meaning is conveyed in place, it doesn't matter what you shout. If the other party is "benevolent", you don't even need to sacrifice.

At this time, the object of Harley's sacrifice is not a specific demon, but hell itself, because she doesn't know whose hands the pharaoh fell into.

Ordinary psychics also commonly use this method of channeling.

"Om——" the magic circle lit up with a scarlet light, and the black cat's body quickly dried up and withered. Wisps of dark aura floated out from under the floor, wrapped around the Chinese tunic twice, and then quickly shrank back.

Summon failed.

Harry stared, and said in disbelief: "The pharaoh is full of evil, and he hasn't gone to hell yet?"

She frowned and thought for a moment, then extinguished the candles on the ground, turned on the lights, and took out the toilet and the Archangel's Feather from the circle.

Well, Harley was going to summon the Pharaoh's spirit and turn him into a toilet.

After tidying up the feathers, she took out the big cross, and came to the 'South Heaven Gate' of the City of Silver with a flutter of consciousness.

"Boss Zauriel, please help me find out where the soul of Pharaoh Adrian Witt is."

"Can't you use your meritorious service to find the Voice of Heaven?" Zaulie frowned.

"We've been friends for many years, why are you being so polite?" Harley plausibly said, "The last time the muse asked me for help in your name, I didn't say a word, and went out of my way to help her.

You should help me now, shouldn't you? "

Zaule said with a stern face: "You have asked me for another angel feather in the name of helping Clio."

"Why do friends have to settle accounts so clearly? You have the time and energy to evade the blame, and you should have found out the matter long ago." Harry said.

Zaulie sighed helplessly, and began to consciously connect to the Golden Palace.
"It's strange, the pharaoh seems to be dead, but he doesn't seem to be dead." He wondered.

(End of this chapter)