I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 475 The multiverse crisis caused by the pharaoh

Harry asked in a complicated tone: "When will it be executed?"

"In 5 minutes."

"Did I tell you to tell him before? I'll see him when he's dead.

You go and tell him again, and I will find him in 10 minutes. "Harry said.

The prosecutor swallowed, and said in a harsh voice, "Old Mr. Quinn wants to see you alive, he seems a little afraid of ghosts."

Harry said speechlessly, "He's the ghost, and I'm a living person."

"Uh, he heard the rumors that you used black magic to punish the enemy, and he was afraid that he would be dragged into hell by black magic.

He is anxious to see you, and maybe he also wants you not to torture his soul with black magic. ’ said the prosecutor whimpering.

Harry sighed, "Does he still want to go to heaven? Tell him clearly that he will go to hell 100%, and I will pull him up from hell to speak, instead of using magic to curse him to hell."

"A priest at the scene saw him off and said that the Lord would forgive him," the prosecutor said.

"Let that lying pastor go away—" Just as he cursed, Harry's heart moved again, and he immediately said: "Forget it, the pastor lied to comfort the prisoners, and told them not to get too excited. If they are excited, they will easily become violent ghosts.

You said to my grandpa, 10 minutes later, I will go to heaven to find him in person. "

The prosecutor gave some instructions to the people around him, but did not hang up the phone.

"Mr. Quinn, confessing to the pastor, is it really not atonement?" He hesitated.

"Of course confession can redeem sins, but confession is a very high-tech job, and most people can't do it at all.

For ordinary people, doing more good deeds and doing less evil is the simplest and safest way of salvation. "Harry said.

"Isn't confession just about telling one's fault, what skills do you need?" the prosecutor asked.

"You are a prosecutor who studies law, so I will use the law as an example. If a person abides by the law, must he be a good person?"

"A good person takes high morality as the standard, and a person with high morality is a good person, and the law is only the bottom line of morality.

Merely obeying the law is far from being a good person. "The black prosecutor said.

"So, heaven is prepared for good people. Tell me all your crimes, just distinguish right from wrong under God's teachings, barely meet the minimum standard of God's believers, and it's very far away from sublimation of thought." Harry said.

At this time, in the communication video camera, a young prosecutor who was out of breath came in, "Your Excellency, Mr. Quinn scolded you for fooling him, saying that you are a little bastard who plays black magic, and you can't go to heaven at all."

"Idiot, how do you talk?" The black prosecutor angrily scolded the younger brother.

"Sorry, Senator, sorry."

"Your Excellency, please wait, I will go and talk to the old gentleman in person." The black prosecutor hung up the phone.

After a while, he called again, "Your Excellency, the death sentence is suspended because your grandfather is too excited."

"What is he excited about?"

"I told him that you really have a way in heaven. To strengthen the case, I also told him that you once had a card that could help sinners go to heaven.

Then he gets agitated, yells, struggles, and asks you to give him the card.

As you said, when you die when you are emotional, it is easy to become a ghost, so I let the death and punishment be suspended. "The prosecutor said embarrassingly.

"My card has been used." Harry said.

"I also told him that he was not very excited at first, but he became irritable and ferocious when he heard that you would rather give the card to the dog than to him. I was scared when I saw that."

"How do you know I gave the card to the dog?" Harry asked curiously.

She was planning to use the invalid card to cheat a few more unlucky people, but she didn't expect that even the prosecutors of the state procuratorate knew about it.

"What I hear from Washington, a lot of people know."

Harry secretly scolded the angel of heaven with a big mouth, and said: "You find a bottle of brandy for Kasapa, let him get drunk before going on the road."

"Is the sedative okay?"

"Tranquilizers can only calm the body, but alcohol makes his soul slightly intoxicated." Harry said.

"Oh, that's it."

Two hours later, Halle received an email, an official document, from Oklahoma asking for her opinion on Kasapa's body.

Harley asked her younger brother to leave Gotham overnight to help her contain the old man's body.

Then she fulfilled her promise and prepared the most advanced Kryptonian radar and the feather of Zaule that was not used last time.

Well, last time I was going to summon the pharaoh and turn him into a toilet.

Today, Harley decided to give the old man a chance to get out of hell—the father inherited the son’s legacy, and was reborn into a good radar with hard work, which can be regarded as a repayment for his upbringing (?).

"Nine layers of hell, listen to my call. I am the god Quinn, the mighty man of the universe, and a good friend of Little Black Bean. I can enjoy sacrifices and call this undead!"

Cutting the black cat's throat, Harley dropped old Kazapa's favorite shotgun in the middle of the formation in the summoning ceremony.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoong" the wind rises, bursts of black smoke emerge from the ground, turning into slender black snakes, around the black cat, sucking it into a mummy, and then hovering over the shotgun, after a while, slowly Slowly retreat into the ground.

Nothing happened.

"Could it be that the old man really can't stand the stimulation, full of resentment, unwillingness, twisted soul, and finally turned into an evil spirit? Now he didn't go to heaven or hell, and he was still wandering in the world?" Harry was stunned.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Zaulie's number.

Uh, a few months ago, Boss Zha asked her for a mobile phone.

Maybe it's because Harry spent a lot of phone bills these days, and Zauri was short-handed, so this time he just muttered a few words and directly helped her inquire.

"It's strange. He was supposed to go to hell to report, but there is no trace of him in hell, and there is no evil spirit of him in the world." Zauri wondered: "He and that...you asked me to check some time ago."

"Pharaoh?" Harry asked in surprise, "Isn't he alive or dead?"

"Well, it's very similar to the pharaoh. He is obviously dead, but he is nowhere to be seen, showing a strange state of being neither alive nor dead.

Pharaoh was not a Christian, but your grandfather was an old-fashioned Christian.

Therefore, the Golden Palace has more detailed information about him.

He originally left the world, was going to enter the shadow world, and then fell into hell.

But at the moment when he passed through the barrier between the human world and the shadow world, he was robbed by a strange force and disappeared. "Zaulie said.

Harry murmured: "The Pharaoh's case has been solved, and the Supreme Being took action.

However, I can understand robbing the Pharaoh, but Kazapa is just an ordinary person"

"Could it be that the target of the Supreme Being is me? After I have been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, there are finally 'smart people' who want to threaten me with my relatives?"

Harley was startled, her face was ugly at first, and soon became weird again, and she was vaguely looking forward to it.

——If you threaten her with a relative, it means that its intelligence and force are not even as good as the devil king of hell.

She doesn't have to be too afraid of a stupid and weak enemy, right?

"Besides being your acquaintances, what else do Kasapa and Pharaoh have in common?" Zauri said: "If the supreme being wants to deal with you, just stab him to death with a finger. There is no need to be so troublesome."

Haley put aside all the messy thoughts, thought rationally for a moment, and asked: "If there is a supreme being who wants to destroy a single universe in Wantianyi, will heaven stop it?"

"Why do you say that?" Zaulie asked in shock.

"Before Dr. Manhattan disappeared, he saw a blind spot in the future."

Harley repeated Dr. Manhattan's warning that day, "He seems to have foreseen a cosmic crisis, which is related to the Pharaoh.

Now the pharaoh was captured by a certain supreme being, which just verified his conjecture. "

Recalling what she said before, Zauri frowned and said: "Dr. Manhattan only said not to let the Pharaoh fall into the hands of the US government, and what he is worried about is only the government's research, which will cause damage to the universe, not some Big conspiracy."

Harry shook his head and said, "Manhattan made this guess because he saw a blind spot, and the blind spot is the time section that he cannot see through.

If you can't see through it, just guess wildly.

The wrong and missing information not only cheated me, but also misled me.

If I had known that it was the Supreme Being that was targeting the Pharaoh, I would have killed him no matter what I said. "

Zaule was silent for a long time, and said: "Under normal circumstances, Heaven will not directly interfere with the behavior of other supreme beings, but Heaven will never let any harm to the earth or the universe."

Harry said with a blank face: "Don't say this set of official nonsense in front of me. Be straightforward, do you care or don't care?"

Zaulie whispered: "Even if the multiverse is torn apart, the City of Silver will not interfere, this is a 'national policy'.

The enemy of heaven is just hell.

In other words, the purpose of the existence of heaven is not to protect, but to be the opposite of depravity, evil, and darkness, and to become the symbol and ultimate belonging of greatness, goodness, and light. "

"That is to say, you only take care of matters of faith, not cosmic police?" Harry said.

Zauri nodded slightly, then shook his head again, "Outside of the City of Silver, there are also special existences that can represent God's will but not the attitude of the City of Silver, such as Stranger and Ghost.

They are sure to protect the planet no matter what dangers they face.

And they can borrow the power of God without limit.

Therefore, as long as God wants to achieve, they can certainly achieve it.

I say that, do you understand? "

"Hey, you directly said that God wants to be a low-key behind-the-scenes manipulator and only interferes in the human world through white gloves. I understood it at once." Harley said.

Zauri hung up the video call with a dark face.

After thinking about it all night in the meditation room, Harley still decided that she would never be a hero who silently bears all the troubles and troubles if the sky falls on her back.

She flew to Washington and personally found the horse gang leader in the White House.

"What? A multiverse-level crisis?"

The horse gang leader spit out the coffee from his mouth, "Harry, are you going to write a novel again?"

"I'm not kidding."

Harley looked serious, and told her "truthfully" Dr. Manhattan's warning, the Pharaoh's death due to an 'acute inflammation' attack, and Archangel Zaule's report to her about the abnormality of the Pharaoh's soul.

The caravan leader looked at her with a complicated expression, "Do you have the power of Dr. Manhattan?"

"The same piece of fat pork, some people eat it and become tall and strong, and their spirits are very good, while some people eat it but get high blood pressure, become sick and become chubby.

Unfortunately, I, who has already converted to God, can't digest the power of Manhattan. sighed Harry.

"Where did the undigested power go?"

The head of the caravan looked curious, with a strange longing.

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, "Excluded from the body, and evaporated into the universe. Mr. President, the point is the coming crisis!"

The leader of the horse gang straightened his expression and asked, "About when?"

"A few years, ten years, not sure." Harry guessed.

If she doesn't kill her, the pharaoh will die naturally, at least 20 years later
"Why don't you keep this topic and talk to the next president?" the leader of the horse gang asked.

(End of this chapter)