Chapter 142 The world changes hands
"Are you okay?"
Constantine gasped.
"It's coming, it's coming. If you hold on a little longer, we're almost in!" Qin Su also had a constipated face that turned purple.
Just listening to the conversation, I thought the two were doing something, which attracted the attention of the British gentleman Alfred, but he saw one person and one soul running around the statue carrying a log.
"No, I can't hold it anymore!"
Constantine let go of his hand as he ran, and the log rolled down to the floor. He saw a silver cross inserted in the middle of the log, and the bottom of the cross was still stained with stone chips ground from the statue.
Qin Su floated out from the cross. He was also very tired: "Are you sure this method is really feasible? Use the cross to drill a hole in the curse... Let's not say that this is the devil from the East. Physical drilling can still work. Affect magic? ”
Qin Su felt that everything was unreliable.
Constantine patted his chest: "Believe me, based on my experience of traveling around the world to deceive and deceive for many years... to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, the simpler and cruder the method to crack a tightly guarded curse, the more effective it will be."
Qin Su complained: "It's obvious that you can't find a way to break the curse, so you can only break it violently!"
Even though Constantine was so thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He spent two hours tinkering with the statue and tried dozens of ways to break the curse, including but not limited to holy water, chanting incantations, and arranging magic circles. In addition to Using magic directly, Constantine tried everything he knew, but the spell on the statue was still unbreakable.
"Take a rest, let's do it again later." Constantine lay on his back, covering his sore lower back with both hands.
Alfred, who was watching the melon eating, couldn't help it anymore. He looked out the window where the "dark clouds were crushing the city" was being staged, and applied to Constantine to join: "Come now, I will help you carry the other end. Mr. Constantine."
Constantine looked Alfred up and down with a slight embarrassment: "It's not that I look down on you, but Alfred, it's better to leave this job to young people. I'm afraid your waist won't be able to bear it..."
Before he finished speaking, Alfred had already carried the log on one shoulder and pointed the cross at the dragon's head: "Hey, it's much lighter than expected. Normal people should have no problem."
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Constantine subconsciously touched his waist and carried the other end with a dark face. Qin Su laughed three times and comforted: "It's okay. Alfred is not an ordinary old man. He used to be a British agent. When it comes to fighting, I am no match for his skills, so..."
Seeing the sullen look on Constantine's face, Qin Su coughed: "Ahem, why don't you go back to the Chinese restaurant my family owns? My family has a secret recipe handed down from our ancestors, the kind used by the royal family..."
Constantine said nothing, and started to gradually speed up the pace in accordance with Alfred's rhythm. As the rotation accelerated, Constantine began to recite a prayer, which probably meant "please God bless" or something like that.
The silver cross slowly began to glow, and Qin Su did not continue to ridicule Constantine. In fact, the reason why Constantine allowed Qin Su's venomous tongue to speak back was because Qin Su was the one bearing the greatest pressure.
Qin Su's soul was close to the cross. The cross now had the effect of destroying demons. The consequence of the soul's approach was that it was mixed in little by little.
Just like a donkey pulling a mill, Constantine and Alfred are donkeys, the cross and the statue are the mill, and Qin Su is the soybean in the mill... Only in this way can the broken Qin Su overcome the curse on the statue , seeping into the interior of the statue.
Qin Su's soul was stretched, crushed, and ground bit by bit. Thanks to Qin Su's suffering enough before, the possession of the Three Palaces was once, and the hell owl armor was also once. Qin Su's soul had been broken countless times, and now he is enduring In such pain, he just didn't let out a single cry.
Constantine pulled the log silently. This time he did not rush Qin Su. He also understood the pain of having his soul torn apart. No one could bear this kind of pain, and today, he saw this exception.
"Damn, Gotham is full of crazy people."
Constantine bit off his cigarette butts and shouted to Alfred: "As fast as possible!"
The faster the two of them turned, the deeper the pain Qin Su suffered, but the long-term pain was not as good as the short-term pain, at least Qin Su did not have to be tortured for too long.
The steps became more hurried, the breathing became heavier, and tiny specks of light fell from the cross like raindrops, seeping into the statue...
...The Palace of the Holy Lord...
Moving various buildings to the sky, the Holy Spirit used the power of the earth and plants to reshape and integrate everything into a magnificent Chinese-style palace, including the interior decoration.
Blue and white porcelain, Tang Sancai, and nine bronze tripods... These are all genuine antiques. The Holy Master moved them from the museum. He also found a gold dragon chair to replace the simple wooden throne.
The Holy Lord was sitting on the dragon chair, and a group of prisoners he had brought out from prison were kneeling underneath. They were crawling under the skirt of the Holy Lord in order to be free.
"Freedom, freedom, hahaha, you actually want freedom." The Holy Lord stood up and said, "Is that something you can have? You can live until now only because I need some slaves in my palace."< br>
The criminals were trembling and silent. No one dared to look directly at the Holy Lord, let alone stand up to refute him.
The Holy Lord enjoyed their worship, and with a wave of his hand, a jar of green liquid appeared in front of the criminals.
"Drink, this is your destiny, you will all become my appendages."
The prisoners looked at each other, and the last one with the strongest body stood up, Bain. He was captured by the Holy Lord from his prison. He also resisted, but was suppressed by the Holy Lord.
Kicking away the criminal who was standing in front of him, Bain took off his mask, put his head into the tank and drank heavily. As he drank, his eyes suddenly widened and he staggered back.
Bain's body began to swell, and his muscles burst his clothes. What was exposed was not a naked body, but a layer of thick scales. The shoulder blades on his back broke through the skin and extended into a pair of huge wings. Similarly, A tail swept away the criminals behind him, and he turned into a huge flying dragon.
Seeing this astonishing transformation, the criminals were stunned for a while and rushed towards the vat of green liquid. Within a moment, the Holy Lord had an entire army of evil dragons.
Metron was confused: "The strengthening effect is obvious, but why don't you use this potion?"
The Holy Lord clenched his fists: "You don't understand, Metron, this body is the real priceless treasure."
Metron thought that there must be some reason for the Holy Master to endure it for so long in order to obtain Qin Su's body, but when he thought of the Holy Master changing his skin and building a palace, he became dubious.
Suddenly the Möbius chair vibrated, and Metron reminded: "Someone is coming."
The Holy Master sensed the arrival of the intruder before Metron. He placed a magic barrier on the floating island. Now the barrier has been broken.
"It seems that there is at least one good mage among them. Well, you go greet them first and don't let them destroy the palace."
As soon as the Holy Lord finished speaking, the evil dragons came out in full force. This was the first task given to them by the Holy Lord, and they did not dare to slack off.
Soon the hall became empty again. The Holy Lord sat on the dragon chair and turned to look at the wall on the left. The next second, Superman crashed in.
The lead layer prevents perspective. The Holy Lord is not unaware of this, but it will affect the appearance and is not liked by the Holy Lord. It is precisely because of this that Superman can use perspective to locate the Holy Lord and arrive in a straight line with his body of steel. In front of the Holy Lord.
When the Holy Lord saw that the wall was knocked down, his face immediately sank: "Stupid Kryptonian, didn't your parents teach you to be polite and polite? Can't you enter the palace through the main gate? You have to destroy my palace."
Dachao looked cold, his eyes fixed on the Omnitrix on the Holy Lord's right wrist: "You took over his body and made his hands stained with blood."
The Justice League has learned from Zatanna that Qin Su's body was taken away.
The Holy Lord almost laughed out loud: "Do you think Qin Su is inherently clean? He is much filthier than a perfect moral person like you. Do you need me to show you the souls who died tragically in his hands?"
"Shut up!"
Dachao roared angrily, his eyes turned red. Before taking action, he went to the sun to recharge his batteries. Now every cell in his body was filled with solar energy.
Red heat vision shot out from Da Chao's eyes and collided with the green laser light. Seeing that the two sides were in a stalemate, the ultra-high heat distorted the air. Da Chao took a deep breath while continuing to release his heat vision.
Superman's full-power Super Breath can theoretically extinguish stars, but Superboy has not reached that level, and his emotions are not "excited" enough.
The hall was covered with a layer of frost, and the Holy Lord stood still, spitting out scorching flames from his mouth, which offset Da Chao's super breath.
Compared with Pig Talisman's Cyclops, Da Chao's heat vision was stronger, but it was difficult to maintain for a long time. Gradually Da Chao's output became weak and he was quickly pushed over.
Da Chao tilted his head and dodged the Holy Lord's attack, but Superman rarely took the initiative to dodge in battle. Once he did, it meant that the enemy was beyond the range that he could deal with without injury.
Dachao is not discouraged even though energy attacks cannot match him. He is not as good as his cousin Kara in this aspect, but when it comes to physical strength, he is the absolute number one.
Accelerating to supersonic speed in an instant, the sound of starting was left behind by Da Chao. He threw a punch towards the Holy Lord that he was determined to win, but ended up missing.
"I'm faster than you."
The Holy Lord appeared behind Superman, his robes fluttering and his Rabbit Charm star shining.
"I am stronger than you."
The Holy Lord grabbed Superman's head and flew him outside. Superman tried to break free, but he failed. The Holy Lord hit Superman on the head mercilessly until he almost fainted.
The Holy Lord took Superman and flew over the floating island. At this time, the floating island had turned into a battlefield. Dozens of flying dragons formed an impenetrable defense line, and most of the heroes were blocked out.
"Kryptonian, you have done all you can, and I still have some left to spare."
This is the second time that Da Chao feels completely suppressed. The last time it made him feel this way was Doomsday. The Holy Lord is undoubtedly more terrifying than Doomsday because he is rational and knows how to think.
The Holy Lord turned on the projection again. This time, he faced the entire human race on the earth.
"Oh my God! Is that Superman?"
When people saw the human god being carried by the Holy Lord, they only felt trembling fear in their hearts.
"Oh no..." Louise's heart tightened when she saw this scene.
[The Justice League is just a bunch of people. They can't see the situation, let alone who is the threat. They also deceive the superiors and the inferiors. 】
The Lord declares to the world.
[A destroyer is about to come to your world. Before that, he has destroyed an earth. The Justice League knows this. When he comes, destruction will come quietly. When he leaves, nothing will be left behind. 】
[And I, I am a monarch, I will protect my country, as long as you are willing to become my citizen, I will fight for you, so choose. 】
The Holy Lord is listening to the reactions from all over the world. Some are convinced, some are questioning, and some are silent. He has expressed his stance, and that is enough.
"The teacher has a reputation, and the most important thing is to attack the heart."
The Holy Lord landed on the ground, and several figures surrounded him.
"Let's go together." (End of Chapter)