Chapter 471 Dr. Voodoo
“Oh.”
Luke said this, and his face could not be seen through the helmet. But thinking about it, it wouldn't look that good.
Do bad guys deserve a chance at redemption? This question has been discussed for a long time, but there is no standard answer to this question.
As for Killer Croc’s passage, is it considered a villain’s appeal?
Getting what you deserve should not be about demands, but about rules and fairness.
Otherwise it would not be considered equal.
It’s just that discrimination and injustice can be seen everywhere in this country, and Luke has become accustomed to it.
But taking it for granted doesn’t mean you have to accept such a result!
"You want to kill me? If I were in your position as a hero, I would probably want to kill me too."
Killer Crocodile can feel the murderous intent in Luke. This kind of thing is not a rare thing in Gotham City, although the clown has never felt it in his body.
Crazy people have their own logic, which is difficult for normal people to understand.
Killer Croc is not shy about being a bastard, and he also knows that his death is the victim's reward.
But this is no reason to give up on living.
“I’ve thought about it, but now I still have things to do.”
Luke stepped off the ninja, grabbed the back of the ninja's neck, and lifted the ninja in his hands.
For the time being, he has no plans to kill this ninja directly. After all, the location of the Hand is not easy to find, especially at this time.
Kingpin died completely, and these gangs were in chaos. The Hand, however, did not expand their territory, but went into hiding.
Luke was already a little surprised to find a group of ninjas.
"You're lucky because you remind me of something, so I'm not going to kill you directly."
Luke wanted to scratch his head, but he couldn't do it with his helmet on. So he just moved his arms and then dropped them to his sides again.
The ninja who was grabbed by the back of the neck was dragged to the ground.
What will he think of?
Of course she thought of her lover. The opportunities Jessica Jones got were equally hard-won, but there was still a gap between her and Luke and the others.
Luke has known this for a long time.
The gap between active evil and passive resistance is also very big, but wrong is wrong, and the guy in front of him makes him very embarrassed.
Killing the opponent seems a bit excessive, and letting the opponent go doesn't feel right either.
So Luke wants to get some advice from others, at least he wants to hear Jessica's opinion.
“Should I run away? Then go back to the sewers and wait for you to chase me?”
The expression under the hood of Killer Croc was sarcastic. The last time I saw Batman That's how it ended.
He's almost used to it.
Good guys and bad guys are black and white in Batman's eyes, which is a bit ridiculous.
Human beings are all complicated. How can we distinguish black and white apart from skin color? The idea that people are either good or evil is even more outrageous than a utopia.
Things are clear about right and wrong, but people never know.
“No, you should pray that the person you see next time is not me.”
When Luke spoke, he originally planned to make a harmless joke, but before he finished speaking, he immediately became serious and alert.
He felt a feeling similar to tearing open a portal.
The other person's aura was not that of any existence that he was familiar with. More importantly, that guy had no sense of locking onto him at all.
If it’s not for Luke, it’s only for Killer Croc!
A dark green flame suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a guy with dreadlocks and a skull hanging on his body walked out of the flames.
Those skeletons made Luke very uncomfortable, because they were definitely obtained from humans!
It’s just that the soul can only be said to be stained with some shadows, but there is no disgusting aura.
Looking at the white skull logo on the figure's chest, Luke felt a little familiar.
"Who are you? A fan of the Punisher!?"
Luke said with some dissatisfaction, his eyes were strange, and his tone was somewhat provocative.
But no one could see his eyes through a helmet.
The guy in front of me looks like a fan of Frank, especially the skull-like logo on his chest. The two are very similar.
"It seems impolite to greet people through a helmet, but I'm not here to discuss that."
The figure's accent is a bit strange, at least for Luke, who was born in the United States. Find out what the accent is.
That accent is from Haiti, where Voodoo thrives.
"Hello, I would like to ask if you killed a voodoo warlock before?"
The figure asked Killer Crocodile, and it seemed that he had no emotional change.
Although Luke had already vaguely felt that the guy in front of him was a powerful spell caster.
The mysterious rules were entangled in him, and some emotions called fear began to arise in Luke.
“Yes, but he wanted to kill me.”
Killer Croc was already looking for the manhole cover, and he was keenly aware of the danger.
The person in front of him is obviously related to the guy who was chasing him before, especially the smell.
Find the manhole cover - open the cover - and escape. This is Killer Crocodile's immediate plan.
"It's enough to know this, I think I can get the rest from your soul."
Dr. Voodoo! Who else could it be but him?
A being that is almost as powerful as the Supreme Mage.
What he said made Luke feel angry!
Get it from the soul? This statement is not at all what a decent person would say.
Luke wondered if there was something wrong with his perception of the guy in front of him.
"By the way, I should introduce myself. Just call me Dr. Voodoo. I came because I found out that my brother is dead."
Dr. Voodoo still spoke calmly.
"That was probably killed by me. Do you plan to take revenge?"
Killer Crocodile said coldly, getting ready to fight.
Although I felt a little regretful at this time, I regretted that I should not have left that safe place in Gotham City.
If nothing else, being defeated by Batman does not risk losing your life.
"I just want the truth, from your soul."
Dr. Voodoo replied to Killer Crocodile, and a dark green ball of fire appeared on his finger and flew towards Killer Crocodile.
But he was directly knocked away in mid-air by Luke with the blunt weapon in his hand.
Nosy is the most simple emotion of superheroes, and it is also their persistence.
Especially when it seems unfair.
Luke launched a charge and the footsteps echoed. The ground also suffered varying degrees of damage, but by the time Luke was last located, there were no footprints on the ground.
Luke is quickly adapting to his body.
"Killing for life sometimes does not apply to villains, although blood revenge seems to have no obstacle to me."
The blunt weapon in Luke's hand radiated hot anger, blocking Killer Croc. in front of him.
As for the ninja who was left behind, he was also shattered by the spread of impact during Luke's movement.
This guy won't be resurrected this time. "I just want to see the truth, and I don't intend to take revenge directly."
Dr. Voodoo said helplessly, and his eyes seemed to see Luke through the interstellar helmet. Eyes filled with suspicion.
He was a little helpless.
Is it justice to mess with the soul? Luke had planned to ask this.
But I thought of the witch doctors our ancestors talked about. Those guys were also masters of the soul.
You can even change your external body shape by shaping the shape of your soul. The witch doctor also looks very evil.
"How to guarantee it?"
Luke sighed deeply before asking.
How to guarantee this?
Luke already felt a trace of regret for the action of his body before his brain. What he regretted most was that he said those stupid words.
The words of a strong person are a guarantee, but deep down, I feel that I cannot simply trust the other person.
Trust sometimes comes out of nowhere, but many times it never shows up.
But Luke is a barbarian, so he is not afraid that he will not be able to maintain the justice in front of him.
"How should I guarantee? Swear with my soul? This is a bit offensive to me. Although the breath left on the short stick in your hand comes from a soul far more powerful than mine, he should have disappeared. ”
Dr. Voodoo is more reasonable than expected, and his attitude is more peaceful.
Luke has already felt the respectable side of the person in front of him, but when it comes to giving in, the first step is always the hardest.
Madoc told him that the most profound truth is to stick to your will, don't give in, and then be reckless! Luke was never going to be a prophet, so going straight and facing the consequences was his best option.
"I come from a group of people. And I am just the youngest warrior among them."
Luke said something that was almost threatening, which was almost like "I am above Someone".
"I have to say, I don't mean any harm!"
Dr. Voodoo's face became weird.
After feeling the traces of the soul that belonged to Madoc, he had already realized what Luke said.
But the Luke in front of him looked not very smart.
“Maliciousness is something you can’t just say casually.”
Luke remained stubborn.
"Then, I think the Supreme Mage can probably prove this for me. If that doesn't work, you can also choose a way other than offending me to let me prove this."
Dr. Voodoo is showing signs of running out of patience.
How could Luke say so many things if he didn't obviously have a background.
Stubborn and well-backed heroes of justice are sometimes more difficult to deal with than villains, who can be killed directly.
And this kind of hero can only be reasonable.
"Why do you insist on the so-called truth? No matter how you think about it, your brother is dead, right?"
Luke said this, but his guard began to relax a little.
"Although he is not a good person, he can be considered a neutral guy to some extent. I don't think he will attack others for no reason. Especially since he can get everything he wants from me."
Dr. Voodoo looked at Killer Croc.
That guy at Midnight will not engage in any meaningless fighting, nor will he presumptuously start a useless battle.
Dr. Voodoo doesn't think there's anything he can gain from attacking Killer Croc that would make Midnight lose her mind.
This process doesn’t make sense.
Especially at the moment of death in the middle of the night, the soul was completely shattered without any trace left behind.
Such a thing itself is unusual.
"He was crazy at that time. No normal person would dive into the sewer to fight me to the death."
Killer Crocodile looked at Luke's back protecting him and said directly Something he knows.
Killer Crocodile hasn’t felt this feeling of being protected for who knows how many years. Especially since the people who protect him obviously don't like him very much.
Not even Batman has done this.
As he spoke, Killer Croc took off his hood, revealing his scaly face.
Like a crocodile, but barely recognizably human.
"That's why I'm here in front of you. Trust me, I can get what I want without you even knowing. But that's not right."
Dr. Voodoo let out a long breath.
Conversing with the stubborn Luke is a bit difficult, but it would be much easier if the conversation target is Killer Croc.
"Then what are you going to do to me? Your brother died in my hands after all."
Killer Croc intentionally or unintentionally turned this incident into a conflict between himself and Dr. Voodoo, and tried his best to get Luke out of the incident.
Even a little bit of light in the darkness can be called comfort.
Killer Crocodile is still a human being after all, and has not yet been transformed into a being completely dominated by the wild due to that weird "atavism".
"As punishment, I will only cure half of your diseases. You won't become the same as normal people, but it will be enough for you to live among the crowd."
Voodoo The doctor spoke slowly.
His words caused a wave in Killer Crocodile's eyes.
Is this a punishment?
Not at all!
Killer Crocodile is willing to give up everything to live among the crowd, as long as he doesn't have to be looked at the same way again.
"Come on then! I'm looking forward to your 'punishment'!"
Killer Croc shouted like a roar.
I don’t care what this process will bring.
He didn't care at all what it meant for his soul to be read by others. He almost lost his mind immediately after hearing such news.
He just wants to enjoy the things that a human being should have.
Killer Crocodile tried to push Luke aside, but there was no movement at all, and without asking Luke to get out of the way, he bypassed Luke and walked to Dr. Voodoo.
"Then let me see what my brother left for me in his last moments. Voodoo magicians don't die mysteriously. We are equally good at cursing and leaving traces with our souls."
Dr. Voodoo said this, holding the scaly face of Killer Croc with both hands, and looking directly into his eyes!
A faint green light linked the two people together!
This kind of link is a bit like the Judgment Eye of Ghost Rider. Wanting to kill the opponent is just an idea of Dr. Voodoo.
But Dr. Voodoo is a hero after all, a spellcaster powerful enough to take over the throne of the Supreme Mage!
Character is trustworthy!
Luke stared at Dr. Voodoo in front of him, constantly communicating with the three ancestors on the Holy Mountain in his heart!
The matter is no longer within his ability to handle, and the guy in front of him is obviously an expert in the soul!
The ancestors on the Holy Mountain put a lot of thought into soul issues.
Because there are still some traces of the soul eclipse left by Natsubo!
If Nazebo can be contacted again, then the world will get more accurate information when facing Malthael!
This is an unexpected gain!
Call it a day and go to sleep. Today’s update is still guaranteed to be over 6,000 words.
Thank you.
(End of this chapter)