I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 45

"Your shadow is moving." Harry's body was shaking. "It looks like a crow."

With a "swoosh", all the shadows under the black-haired woman disappeared.

People without shadows, this is even more terrifying
Harry swallowed, took two steps back, and quietly held the cross hanging from his waist.

The black-haired woman glanced at the cross, as if Papa Ma saw 100 yuan dropped on the ground.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. The old man was too sad just now. I just shared her pain and didn't do anything bad."

"Share the pain? You've endured her grief and despair, so her mood has become peaceful?" Harry asked in surprise.

"You believe it?" The black-haired woman was also surprised.

She has been in the world for several years, and every time she encounters sad people, she can't help but feel sad for them.

Uh, she doesn't have any special hobbies, she's just kind-hearted, and she doesn't want to see others suffer.

She can sense other people's emotions and absorb those emotions, whether good or painful, but she only shares the pain.

The total amount of other people's pain will not decrease, nor will it disappear. The pain is absorbed by her, and she will bear it all.

She often loses control of her ability because she is too sad, just like today.

She also explained it to the people who discovered her secret, but they didn't believe it, and looked at her with the eyes of the devil.

"I used to be very strange, the old man's mood changed too fast." Halle invited the brunette woman, "How about, come sit with me? By the way, my name is Diana."

The black-haired woman's eyes flashed, she nodded hesitantly, and said, "Thank you, I'm Rachel, Rachel Rose (Mother Raven's surname is Rose)."

Back in "Harry's Little Corner", Harry spread out the blanket and let Rachel sit down against her backpack before running to the old woman again. She ate half a bucket of chicken legs and wings and drank the meat Porridge, I've already lay back now, sleeping soundly.

"Do you want something to eat?" Harry took the family bucket and placed it between her and Rachel.

The black-haired girl didn't refuse, she took a piece of chicken chop and chewed it slowly.

"Why aren't you afraid of me? My powers are strange and evil," she asked.

"You saw how the old man died before? No matter how evil your power is, can it be worse than human nature?" Harry sighed.

"I should help him, I" Rachel's face showed remorse and pain again.

"You can't help," Harry said.

"I can do it, but I must seal most of the power in my body at all times.

Saving people is no better than emotional transfer, it will consume too much mental power. If the sealed power goes out of control, very bad things will happen. ' she whispered.

"Even if your magic can turn the dead into the living, it can't turn the bad into the good." Harry sighed.

Rachel was silent.

Halle didn't care about the old addict at all, she was itching to explore this Rachel's magical mysteries.

"Why did you seal your power?" she asked.

"My father is a—" Rachel stared at Halle for a long time with her blue eyes, and she felt a little guilty—the black-haired woman had said it before, she could sense and transfer emotions.

In the end, Rachel seemed to have made up her mind and said solemnly, "I am the daughter of the Demon King."

Harry is a little embarrassed.

"You mean your father was a badass like a demon?"

"No, it's not a metaphor, my dad is the big devil." Rachel said solemnly.

More and more middle school.
Harry resisted the awkwardness and asked, "Your father is Satan?"

"Satan is the title of the Lord of Hell, and the current Satan is Lucifer Morningstar."

"Morning Star. It smells like a Mary Sue." Harry commented.

As the first fallen angel, Lucifer did not have a surname, and he did not even have a gender at first.There has never been any information about Lucifer's surname in the church books.Well, this 'Morning Star', [-]% is Lucifer's own surname.

Rachel looked at her in amazement and asked, "Your tone is so flat, I can feel that this is your true attitude towards the Demon King of Hell.

Why are you not afraid, and not the least bit in awe? "

"They are too far away from me, I can't even imagine what kind of existence they are, naturally ignorant people are fearless." Harry spit to himself.

"Hehehe, you're so funny." Rachel smiled for the first time.

"You're so pretty when you smile, you should smile more," Harry said, looking at her.

"You're beautiful too." Rachel lowered her head in a panic, her face blushing to the base of her neck.

She can sense and distinguish the tiniest emotions, including the senses others feel about her: like, admire, hate, hate, fear.
Some of Harry's instinctive emotions, which she didn't even know, touched Rachel.

Well, Harry was a little inexplicable, and felt that the other party's reaction was too big.

"Your father is Satan's little brother?" She quickly returned to the topic.

"No, he once wanted to compete with Lucifer for the title of 'Satan'." Rachel whispered.

"Hey, so awesome!" Harry was really shocked now, "Who is your father?"

Rachel looked hesitant. After a long time, she saw that Harry's beautiful blue eyes were full of curiosity, and she whispered, "Sannomiya!"

Her mouth didn't move, no sound came out, but Harry heard it.

"Spiritual voice transmission?" Harley was far more surprised by this little trick than the "passer-by character" San Gong.

Of course, Sannomiya is not a passerby, but Harley has only seen DC movies and some famous American TV series such as The Flash and Green Arrow in her previous life, so she doesn't know much about comics and cartoons.

Sannomiya is famous, but has always been a supporting role with few roles.

"I was being hunted by him all the time, and if I say his name, I might be sensed by him," Rachel explained.

"I've also read church history, and your father doesn't seem to be among the enemies of Christ." Harry wondered.

The great devil who can compete with Lucifer to dominate hell should not be so unknown.

"My father is a foreigner demon."

"What?" Harry opened his mouth slightly, "What the hell is a foreigner demon?"

"You can compare hell to the United States. In the past, the Indians ruled the United States. Later, Columbus discovered the New World, and old Europe migrated to America."

Rachel frowned slightly, "The demons of hell are stronger than the Indians. My father failed to subdue the demon kings of hell."

Harry mused, "Hell is like America, it's a land that already exists, and one day, aboriginal demons appear, and they have been ruling hell.

And your father is from another dimension, and now the immigrants and the people have gone to hell, wanting a strong dragon to overwhelm the local snakes, but unexpectedly the other party is a tiger in the mountains? "

"Uh, almost, my dad's power is infiltrating my soul all the time, and if I'm controlled by him, he can use me as a portal and enter the earth in real body.

At that time, no one can stop him except God coming to earth. "Rachel said.

"Why can you enter the earth casually, but your father can't?"

Rachel said: "I'm half-human and my mom is American.

She was too curious and too naive in college to join a cult that worshipped my father.

In a sacrificial ceremony, my virgin and female mother were sacrificed to the projection father who was summoned to the world, and the combination of the two made me.

In fact, the purpose of the ceremony was to give birth to the portal to the world. "

Harry didn't know what to say.

"A lot of cult organizations in the United States are almost all related to demons. Diana, you have to be careful, don't be deceived." Rachel said sincerely.

"Ah, I know it." Harry sighed.

"Why, you have also encountered a cult?" Rachel asked curiously.

"Worse than a cult." Harry hesitated for a moment and took out the cross, "Help me see why this thing doesn't work? Or, is there a spell to activate?"

"I saw it before, it contains the power of God." Rachel took the cross and mixed the light blue and magic power of spiritual will into it.
After a long time, she shook her head, returned the cross to Harry, and said, "My power cannot open it, but it is certain that this is a contract."

"Covenant? Isn't this a cross?"

"The cross is only its appearance in the material world, and its essence is a contract signed by God himself.

But I can't decipher the content of the contract, let alone transfer it to you. "Rachel said.

Harry was a little disappointed, but more shocked, "Is there really a God?"

"I believe in God." The Hell Princess said sternly.

Halle
"I want to learn magic, can you teach me?" she said shyly.

It's a bit ignorant to let someone teach magic when you first met.

But not long after they got to know each other, they went deep into the topic. The words were deep, and the friendship was deep?
"Not good!" Rachel suddenly stood up and said anxiously: "I was careless. I used power here before, but stayed in place for so long, they came over."

"Who?" Harry looked around and saw nothing suspicious.

"My father's follower, the Church of Blood!" Rachel stood up, pulling Harry and trying to run.

"Did you read it wrong?"

Or, are you trying to perfunctory me and make excuses not to teach me magic?
Harry squatted and didn't want to go, but the black-haired girl couldn't drag her.

"You are mortal with naked eyes, but I can sense the emotions of everyone here. They are surrounding us." Rachel's face turned pale with anxiety.

This time, Harry also became serious, and hurriedly put on the backpack, picked up the guitar and the iron bucket, and ran away without even clearing the blanket on the ground.

Sure enough, as soon as they ran, several men left the group of passers-by and ran after them.

Those people were all wearing ordinary clothes, and their appearance and temperament were no different from ordinary office workers.

When they ran out of the subway station, Harry's expression became strange. Not only did they look ordinary, but their running speed was also ordinary.

"Diana, run quickly!" Seeing her slow down and keep looking back, Rachel became anxious, "Can't you run anymore? Throw away the iron bucket and guitar, and I'll carry the backpack. "

"Why are we running?" Harry felt more and more strange seeing that the male white-collar who was chasing was sweating on his forehead.

"You are the princess of hell, the daughter of the great devil, why should you be afraid of these scumbags?"

"They have weapons, and they are not afraid of death. If I use my magic power too much, I will lose control. Don't worry, as long as we run fast, they will not catch up." Rachel said quickly.

Harry was speechless.

(End of this chapter)