I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 482
"It is indeed a bit exaggerated to directly levy 99.8% tax. But the 'brand' of Our Lady depends entirely on heaven and God to create and maintain it. I don't know how the power of faith paid by Our Lady will be distributed within the City of Silver.

But you are not the Holy Mother, so it is reasonable to no longer allocate faith power to you. "Carlisle said slowly.

"Old card, which side are you on? This is the Holy Mother, not a certain Korean girl group!" Harley stared at him and said, "Even if it is a Korean idol team, the Holy Mother is considered a top idol, and it won't just take Two thousandths of a profit."

"Even if I speak completely according to your will, my words are useless in the City of Silver." Carlisle smiled wryly: "However, if we can share the faith of the Holy Mother, it will indeed be of great benefit to us.

For example, the holy water pool in the church, for example, your Grass Head God's 'Body of Faith' project, for example, healing spells."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help asking curiously: "You used the healing and resurrection skills before, all relying on the Holy Mother's Seal? Where did you get the power from?"

"There is no resurrection, just quietly put away Superman's soul and let his body enter a fake death that is very similar to real death.

Well, it can help people pretend to be dead.

The power of holy light consumed by the healing technique comes from the accumulation of the Holy Mother's Radiant Seal in the past, so use a little less. "Harry said.

Carlisle asked strangely: "What is the law attribute of the Seal of Our Lady?"

"Well, compassion, mercy, healing, protection, redemption, a law of the Virgin, contains a variety of attributes widely recognized by believers, but it has no offensive power." Halle regretted.

"What is the connection between these attributes and helping people pretend to be dead?" the priest asked doubtfully.

"The skill of pretending to be dead is newly developed by me. I played dead a few times a few days ago, and the effect is very good, and I also have a lot of experience."

With the "indestructible field of existence" characteristic of the power of connection defense specialty, coupled with the ability to preserve the soul of the Holy Mother's Seal, Harley is confident that he can further sublimate the art of pretending to be dead, making himself completely like a dead person.

"The Virgin who pretended to be dead and beat others to ambush," Carlisle murmured blankly, "A recent incident has made the City of Silver less and less like my ideal paradise."

"Treat the City of Silver as an alien planet, and you will be more open-minded when you look at these bad things." Harley suggested.

Carlisle shook his head, "In my heart, the City of Silver will never be an alien planet"

"Stop thinking about it, and help me find a useful magic book."

Harry said, pointing to a pile of 'boots' on the living room floor.

They are all books, magic artifacts, and artworks looted from the Strange Ring Manor.

After a whole night of effort, they still couldn't find the core secret of the ancient Prisoner God Formation.

However, through some written records, the reason and process of Sandman Murphys being imprisoned were clarified.

June 1916, 6, a very '6' day.

Dr. John Hathaway, the curator of the Royal Museum, came to the Manor of the Crooked Ring with mixed feelings of grief and anticipation, and handed the "Book of Magdana" to Roderick Gilbert, the leader of the Brotherhood—— Father of Array Master Alex Gilbert.

Even Alex and Roderick, father and son, are not sure what the Book of Magdana has to do with the good craftsman in the Bible.

Roderick only knew the ancient priestly rituals that were recorded in the books that the ancient people knew.

In the wild and ancient times, the gods ruled the world, and the ancient people once served the gods of endless families.

Mrs. Shangdu is a pure-blooded ancient citizen. She knows the rituals of offering sacrifices and summoning endless family members.

The Brotherhood had invented the New Imprisoner Array long ago, and all that was lacking was the ritual of summoning the target of imprisonment.

The son of Dr. Hathaway, the curator of the museum, had just been bombed by Germans before he agreed to give the Book of Magdalene to the Brotherhood.

Because the brotherhood's goal is to 'collectively ascend to immortality'.

No kidding, they plan to imprison the endless family of death and force the second sister to grant them eternal life and unlimited power.

They failed.

Like Benjamin's "Grimoire of Truth", "The Book of Magdana" is a manuscript, and they don't know what went wrong. They use the ritual in the book to call "death", but put the younger brother of the second sister of death - Sandman Murphy Si, call me over.

Sandman naturally cannot grant their wish of immortality.

However, the Brotherhood was afraid of being retaliated by the Endless Clan, and did not dare to release the Sandman.

They robbed him of his artifact, stripped him of his clothes, and imprisoned Chi Guoguo in the God Prison Array in the basement.

"Hey, the mages in this world are really crazy. They don't have the slightest respect for the gods. They cheat at every turn. If they can't be cheated, they rob them. If they can't, they use crooked formations and rituals to imprison them."

Harry put down the magic journal, stretched his waist, and said lazily.

"Just like you, you have never been in awe of any gods and demons." Carlisle rubbed his eyes wearily.

"I'm more moral, and I've never stripped or humiliated anyone." Harry said.

"Buying and selling the devil's organs is worse than stripping clothes."

"Devils are beasts, not gods."

"Harry, we don't have the core books of the Brotherhood here." Ivy's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Should we hire someone to kill Alex Gilbert's group of dead?
The treasures of the Prisoner Formation and the Brotherhood must be in his hands. "

Harry waved his hand, "It's not worth destroying my reputation for a God Prisoner Formation that is about to be abolished."

"Who knows when the Sandman will regain his strength, he will not be able to adjust the rules of the universe until he returns to his peak.

What if Alex recently merged with the devil and attacked you again?
Don't forget that you recently added a new enemy, the Green Lantern Corps. "Ivy said worriedly.

Harry looked up at the sky, after tossing all night, it was already bright in the east.

"Carlisle, later you go to the Oblivion Bar and spread the news that the Brotherhood was wiped out by me and that Alex absconded with all the wealth and cheats."

"Harry, you are so insidious." Ivy clapped her hands and laughed.

Carlisle struggled: "How about letting Ivy go?"

"Ivy and I have been busy all night, and we are going back to have a beauty sleep."

"I'm not suitable for this kind of work. I've lived for dozens of years, and I've never spread rumors," Carlisle groaned, "Harry, is this a high-tech job? Let me be a novice, and it's easy to cause bad things."

In the end, it was Harry who went to the Oblivion Bar in person at noon.

"The witch is so ruthless, she even kills Tearman."

As soon as he entered the gate, he heard a rough voice screaming.

Harry looked up, and saw a three-meter-tall demon that looked like a poisonous scorpion, standing at the gaming table, with a beer bottle between its tail, drinking wildly, and excitedly telling the four demons who were playing cards how to tear Man. Aggrieved way to die.

The fire demon threw away the poker cards in his hand, and doubted: "Superman is the witch's trump card to deal with the devil king and king. She is ruthless, I believe, but she is definitely not stupid. Smart people will not destroy the Great Wall by themselves."

"It's true." The black mage at the wine table next to him sighed: "Not only did he kill people, but he also murdered his heart. The witch murdered Superman by trampling on his dignity. Superman will not rest in peace even after he dies."

"Why?" Many people in the hall looked over in surprise.

"It's not a secret. The witch slaughtered the Strange Ring Manor last night, which is the residence of the Brotherhood of Wizards." The poisonous scorpion was ahead of the black mage and explained in detail what happened at the Strange Ring Manor last night. , even the details are not bad.

"This is the witch's method. With her ruthlessness, once she knows the enemy's lair, it will be strange not to destroy the family." Most people took it for granted.

But they were all shocked by the witch's methods.

"Superman is always her friend, and it's too tragic to be tortured by her in such an unimaginable way, from the soul to the body."

"The witch is so ruthless that she can't even recognize her relatives. It's too scary."

"Not only is it ruthless, but also vicious and cunning. There are many people who want to deal with Superman. Who has succeeded? But the witch didn't do it herself, she killed people with ease. The crime process is also very artistic."

"Hey, this is talent. The witch is too talented in doing evil. Killing the devil is easy, and killing a superhero is also easy."

"How do you know such details?" Harry lifted the hood on his head without turning on the voice changer at his throat.

Everyone knew about Alex, she didn't need to pretend to be her identity and spread rumors.

"Satan, devil Harley!" The scorpion demon and a few demons playing cards turned pale, their bodies trembling and backing away, knocking over tables and chairs without stopping, wine bottles and glasses rolling on the ground .

"Don't be afraid, this is the Forgotten Bar, no one can hurt you." Harry comforted softly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Harry was stunned, puzzled and asked, "What's wrong with it?"

"'Rushing Fire' Thiago is the entourage of the third prince of the Sangong. He saw you killing people in the Forgotten Bar that day, and even sold his master's corpse." Detective Orangutan came over and complained while cleaning up the cups and plates on the ground: "You scared it."

"Hey, stop!" Harry grabbed his palm, and the force field of God covered the Manticore moving out against the wall.

The scorpion-tailed demon's magic power is stagnant, its supernatural powers are blocked, but its physical strength is still there, but it was the first time it encountered the legendary God descending to earth, and it was under great mental pressure. Its legs softened and it knelt on the ground, "Boom Bang bang" kowtowed seven or eight times, and wailed: "Grandma witch, please forgive me, I'm just an ordinary earl, I haven't offended you old man, and I don't have any oil to squeeze!"

"Harry, please, don't kill demons here." Detective Gorilla urged quickly.

Ha Li said with a blank face: "I just asked it for a question, why are you so excited? Am I a lunatic who kills people whenever I see them, regardless of the occasion?"

"Uh, it turned out to be a misunderstanding," the orangutan smiled apologetically, "The fact that you killed Superman is too exciting."

"I didn't kill Superman, you'll understand in two days."

Harley walked up to the Scorpion Demon, kicked it over, knocked it to the ground, and said coldly: "I ask, you answer, if you dare to add drama to yourself, I'll kill you, understand?"

The scorpion demon nodded repeatedly, "Grandma Witch, tell me."

"What happened just last night, how come everyone knows about it now?"

The scorpion demon quickly said: "Last night, there was a magic fluctuation of the forbidden curse level in the Manor of the Stray Ring, which alarmed the nearby mages. He heard Alex calling your name from a distance, so he guessed what happened.

After the news spread, many extraordinary people surrounded him.

Grandma's majesty is terrifying, everyone dare not get close, and only use scientific telescopes to watch from afar.

Of course, you can't hear what you're saying from a distance.

Later, several bigwigs jointly slaughtered the Alex family, and when they were looking for the secret of the God Prisoner Formation in their souls, they learned the details of that time by the way. "

(End of this chapter)