I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 481 Superman Returns
"You are right, some things are hard to tell right from wrong, but life is only once and it is the most precious thing.

There is nothing wrong with saving lives. Clark murmured.

That being said, his tone was far less firm than before.

"This is exactly what I want to say to you. You only have one life, and you can do it and cherish it." Harley pointed to the two women who were crying on the corpse of Superman below, "They lost the most precious things, but they didn't have anything to lose." save them."

"Harry, I'm not dead yet." Clark said excitedly.

Harry sneered and said, "What if I'm really the vicious and sinister person you said?

Your soul can be sold in hell for money. Your steel body is the best corpse material. Before the corpse is completely cool, you can extract bone marrow and germ cells to clone another torn man.
If what I met today was not me, but one of your enemies finally smoked from the ancestral grave, and his thinking reached my level, and used the same method to make you useless, what would you do?
What about your old mother and lover? "

"For the sake of justice, I'm not afraid of sacrifice." Clark murmured.

"This is back to the previous topic, you really sacrificed for justice?
If it is said that you succeeded tonight, I didn't say anything, and I was directly forced to let those people go by your power.

The next day, I went to hunt them down again, because they summoned you and made me lose face. I was annoyed in my heart and tortured them to death with more cruel methods. Is your act of persuading the fight tonight meaningful?
Or, on the third day, I was once again targeted by the Witch Hunting Squad. The son of the formation mage dedicated his father's God Prison Formation to the Demon King, which resulted in my being captured and brutally murdered. Are your actions tonight considered helping the evil? "

Clark's complexion changed several times, and he remained silent in the end.

Harley still hasn't let him go, "Do you know what the worst outcome will be if you come to break up a fight tonight?"

"Isn't it miserable enough now?" He smiled wryly.

"Of course not enough," Harry smiled coldly, "If I were Alex's son, I wouldn't stab you to death at all.

Of course, I would still stab you, but I only stabbed you. I deliberately broke down and cried after being exposed. While crying, I told about the viciousness of the witch and the fear of the witch in my heart.

Then, I will tell you about the situation of my family members—even if you rescued me tonight, I will definitely be approached by the witch tomorrow. If you don’t believe me, you can ask the witch.

The power of justice surged in your heart, and your potential exploded. You rushed over to detain the witch, and asked her to promise not to "kill innocent people indiscriminately" in the future—you seem to have already done so.

It's a pity that witches are not easy to mess with. You fight for thirty rounds.

When you are ruthless and knock down the witch, I will go to help you, stab your heart with a knife, and then pick up the corpse witch, holding your dog's head and laughing wildly.

You said, is such an ending terrible? "

Clark shuddered, and tremblingly said: "That's not the case, you and I are not that stupid, I can still judge whether a person is lying by heartbeat and pulse."

When he said this, he didn't quite believe it himself.

In fact, he has long since distrusted the method of judging the authenticity of language by heartbeat.

Because lately he has encountered too many serious liars.

Like Halle.

"It's a pity that the kid is not high enough after all, if he really does what I say, I don't mind pretending to be dead and play a scene with him.

Then let you suffer a bigger blow, and I can fight back in the last wave, and I feel refreshed. "

Harry smashed his mouth, his face full of regret.

"I just want to save people. Is there something wrong with such a simple goal?" Clark said bitterly.

"There are so many people in the world who need to be saved, and you can't save them all, why come here to stop me from taking revenge?
There are many ways to die.

As long as there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, you can save them casually, and you will only gain gratitude after saving people.

But vendettas, or group conflicts caused by interests, you'd better stay away.

There is no right or wrong, once you get involved, there is no longer a clear distinction between black and white. "

"I heard many cries for help, and I responded to the one with you first"

"Do you regret it now?" Harry asked curiously.

"If I say I don't regret it, won't you give my soul back?" Clark asked back.

Without saying a word, Holy Mother Halle slapped him directly on the head with a slap as big as a door panel.

Clark only felt a white jade mountain suddenly pressing on his head, his consciousness was blurred for a while, and he passed out.

This is not the material world. The Our Lady's halo pulls the souls of the two into a "Holy Mother Realm" similar to the shadow world-the sacred law in the Seal of Our Lady, the projection in Limbo Prison.

A virtual kingdom of God similar to 'Our Lady of God'.

Therefore, the Harley in front of Clark is not the real one. She has a halo of the Virgin on her head, is ten meters tall, and her image, temperament, and clothes are quite different from her own.

The thinking dimension seems to be nonsense for half an hour. In reality, only a few breaths have passed, and Martha and Louise are still crying sadly on the corpse of Superman.

"Don't cry. I was traveling in heaven just now. When I met the Holy Mother, I chatted a little. The Holy Mother was moved by Superman's spirit of 'not afraid of being smashed to pieces, leaving only hope in the world', and decided to give him another chance."

"What chance?" Louise's eyes were clouded with tears, and a puddle of blue snot crossed her lips and hung under her chin.

"The chance of resurrection! Just like the Son Jesus did back then, with the mission of redeeming mankind, he returned from heaven to the world." Harley said seriously.

"Holy Mother, resurrection?" Martha's eyes were red and swollen, her expression blank.

Carlisle leaned close to Harry's ear, and whispered, "Be careful of the influence. If they spread the word afterwards and let the City of Silver know that you have been cheated in the name of the Holy Mother and Jesus, I'm afraid—"

"Who have I lied to? It's the 'Mother' who wants to save Superman."

Harry pushed him away, walked directly to Superman's corpse, patted his pale and cold square face twice, straightened his crooked head, then pressed his thumb between his brows, and said loudly: "Holy Mother of God!" Mary, use the power of God to bring Superman back to those who loved him.

Hail Mary, please teach Superman, teach him to be more cautious in the years to come, and face every choice more carefully.

Superman, come back, take the blessings and teachings you have received from the Holy Mother, and return to the world! "

Martha stopped crying and stared blankly at Harry.

——The majestic and decent ball-protecting hero in the past, why does he look like an unreliable witch now?
Louise stopped crying, and frowned in thought. There seemed to be some deep meaning behind what Harry said. Could there be something hidden behind Clark's death?

Father Carlisle covered his face with his left hand, unable to bear to look directly.

Ivy watched with relish.

"—" Without a sound, the brilliant holy light suddenly exploded between Superman's eyebrows.

The holy light was strong but not dazzling, and everyone around could see a faint phantom falling in the holy light, overlapping with Superman's body on the stretcher.

At the same time, the bloody wound on Superman's chest also jumped a little bit of golden light, and the wound healed visibly with the naked eye.

"Oumega, God has appeared." Martha covered her mouth and exclaimed with joy.

"It's Our Lady," Harry reminded.

"Holy Virgin Mary bless!" Martha followed suit, and immediately made the cross on her chest devoutly.

"Ah—" Superman groaned and opened his eyes weakly.

"Clark!?" Louise's face was full of unbelievable joy and apprehension.

"Louise, Mom." Superman opened his eyes and spoke weakly.

"Our Lady of Mercy!" The two women prayed together, tears streaming down their faces.

Harry smiled meaningfully at Superman, took Ivy and the priest, and said goodbye to the three.

"It's late at night, how about Miss Quinn staying at the farm for one night?" Seeing her son come back to life, Martha finally regained some of the demeanor of the hostess of the Kent farm.

"My spaceship is fast, and I can return to Gotham in just a few breaths." Harry declined.

After the owl airship disappeared, Louise helped Dachao back to the bedroom, and asked in a low voice, "What happened tonight? I think it's weird between you and Harry."

"How did she explain my death?" Clark asked.

"A magic gang called the 'Justice League' seeks revenge from another magic gang called the Brotherhood. The Brotherhood loses and calls for Superman. You persuade the Justice League to let the Brotherhood go.

The Justice League blamed you for being nosy, and issued a reward order-whoever removes your head can get a promise from the Justice League.

The Brotherhood took you off guard and killed you with a kryptonite dagger in exchange for a promise from the Justice League not to hunt them down. "

Louise stared at Clark, and concluded: "It sounds unbelievable. The enemies this time are too cunning, but if they really do that, with your style, they are likely to suffer a lot."

"Harry didn't lie." Clark smiled wryly.

Louise frowned and said, "She also said just now that the Holy Mother taught you in heaven and told you to face every choice carefully in the future."

"This..." Clark nodded hesitantly, "I did see a guy who looks like the Virgin."

Louise said solemnly: "Clark, I think it's time for you to adjust your behavior in the future.

It's not that you are not allowed to save people, but you are not suitable to participate in some things that are not so black and white.

For example, vendettas between gangs.

For example, friction and conflict between countries”

Clark murmured, "Let me think about it again."

"Harry, didn't you just redeem the lay on hands from the Voice of Heaven, right? The kindness and compassion in the holy light are very unique, and it feels different from the lay on hands in the past."

In the living room of the Quinn Manor, Carlisle hesitated.

"Your perception is really sharp." Harry said with a smile, "That's the power of the Virgin."

Carlisle looked confused, "Our Lady is no longer in heaven."

"Did I tell you before?" A milky white halo with a faint golden radiance appeared on Harry's head, "Zed gave me the Holy Mother's 'Millennium Way'."

"I know, but... have you become the new Madonna?!" The priest shouted with his face contorted, "Lord, the beautiful concept of the Madonna is going to be destroyed."

"The Holy Grail has been defiled, and the perfect image of the 'Virgin-born, Sinless Man' of the Virgin has long since disappeared.

Now let me change to the characters of "The Madonna of Fighting", "The Madonna of Double Swords", "The Madonna of Laser Gun", and "The Madonna of Cowboy Bebop". It may break a new world. "Harry laughed.

Carlisle subconsciously imagined in his mind that the statue of the Virgin Mary with a face full of mercy in the church was replaced by Harry's idle look, holding a blood stick, or double knives, or a laser gun, or driving an alien spaceship
He shivered and immediately stopped his reverie.

Those pictures were so beautiful that he didn't dare to think about them.

"Won't the City of Silver not pursue you after you merged with the Seal of the Holy Mother?"

"I still want to hold the City of Silver accountable!" Harley said angrily, "The Holy Mother's beliefs spread all over the world, and there is a large amount of power of faith gathered at all times, and she is the largest taxpayer in heaven after the Holy Son.

But the City of Silver is too dark. Before, 0.2% of the tax was collected, leaving only [-]% of the power of faith for Zed, and now I have directly canceled my account in the City of Silver. "

(End of this chapter)