I want to have a date with Superman

When the Suicide Squad was initially arranged to follow the heroes of the Alliance into Apokolips to clean up the demonoids, Amanda Waller's purpose was quite simple, which was to protect the earth from being invaded. She never thought that the devils would enter the village and leave no grass behind.

Darkseid and the Anti-Monitor are both the strongest among the supreme beings. Now the two strongest supremes are attacking the earth at the same time. They are accompanied by more than a thousand dark elites, tens of millions of new dark gods, tens of billions of shadow demons, and hundreds of billions. Demon-like. Even if she has confidence in Harley, Amanda Waller believes that the earth has reached its most dangerous moment.

If the skin is gone, how will the hair be attached?

At this time, it would be the stupidest behavior to let the Zhenglian heroes take the lead while hiding behind to conserve strength and act according to the opportunity.

The heroes of Zhenglian are really withered. With the few people she has in hand, even if all of them are saved, they can't turn the tide.

Waller understood this truth, so he made what seemed the most decisive and correct decision at the time: to use all his strength to follow Zhenglian into Apokolips.

Not only did she dispatch the most elite suicide squad, she also suggested that the Pentagon give her the unified command of the secretly recruited super special forces.

The Pentagon bosses are not stupid, and they know that there is no point in hiding their strength at this time.

Now that everyone has decided to go all out, the Suicide Squad's strongest trump card, "Xantha Luthor," cannot be left on Earth by Waller.

"Luthor, you have been joining the Suicide Squad for almost a year, and you must be very familiar with my character. If you dare to plot against me, betray me, or disobey my orders, you will never end well.

I have never broken my promise to keep my promise, and I always keep my word no matter who I promise to. "

Luther, who had a steel ball tied to his mouth, shackles on his hands and feet, and a thick sack on his head, nodded slightly.

His "equipment" came from the advice of Super Queen Louise, the "technical advisor for Zanza", and was almost exactly the same as Alexander Luthor's previous treatment.

When it comes to preventing "Zansa Luthor", no one is more professional than Super Queen.

"Now I want to break your shackles. The world needs the power of Zansha. The old rules are: obey my orders and do tasks. I will reduce your sentence to the amount of merit you make. Don't run away or make any small moves."

Luther nodded vigorously again.

Then Waller personally led the team, leading a suicide squad composed of hundreds of super villains, and nearly 500 American super-powered soldiers, through the gate of time and space, and entered the Dark King City of Apokolips.

When they arrived, Waller gave Count Vertigo (who had betrayed Luther before) a look and asked him to untie Luther's shackles. She took a few steps back and was protected by everyone.

"Waller, don't worry. This is a great crisis for mankind, but it is a great opportunity for me to prove that I am mankind's ultimate hope and greatest reliance."

Looking at the army of demonoids flying in the sky, Luther was full of confidence and joy. After moving his hands and feet a few times, he raised his head and shouted: "Zansha!"

There was no thunder, no divine power descended, nothing happened.

Luther was stunned for a moment and shouted again: "Zansha!"

Still no response.

"Sarah, salute, salute."

Smoke was coming out of his throat, but he still didn't respond.

Waller frowned, a thoughtful look on his dark face.

Luther suddenly turned his head and roared: "Waller, what did you do to me?"

"If you can't do it yourself, why blame others? Don't waste time, the demonoids are already here." Death Shooter looked around and said, "Waller, we have to get some results quickly. The demonoids are about to be killed. Except for Zhenglian, even the demonoids have already been killed." The new gods of the Genesis Star are also here, they are so efficient!"

"Waller, did you use any drugs on me to mute my voice? Don't deny it, you have injected a lot of injections into me these days." Luther was still roaring.

Waller said calmly: "The Justice League is indeed researching drugs that can change your voice, but they have failed. Every time you inject the drug, a mage from the Dark Alliance will come over to check your throat. If it doesn't work, continue the research.

It seems that those mage heroes are nothing more than that. They didn't realize that although your voice is good, you have lost the power of Zansha.

I don't know if it's the effects of the drugs or what, but Lawton is right, we can't wait for you here.

Luther, stay here and don't run around. We're going on a mission first. "

"Fake, I'm an ordinary person. If you just throw me on the battlefield, don't you want me to die? You can leave, but you have to take me with you." Luther looked ugly and was in a bad mood.

Waller handed him an energy gun and said: "I suggest you stay here. It is very close to the War Square and has been cleaned up by the heroes of the Zhenglian Alliance. Even if there are monsters coming, they are just stragglers and are relatively safe. .

The place we are going to is a demon-like factory, which is definitely more dangerous than here.

But I don't object to you following us, at least you can use energy weapons. "

Luther hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow the large army.

Being alone, the danger is unknown; following the team, you can hide behind when in danger and use your companions as cannon fodder.

Luther hates uncontrollable factors, especially his own safety.

He then became cannon fodder for his Suicide Squad teammates.

His speed was too slow. He was panting and sweating profusely after running a few hundred meters in pursuit of the demonoid, and was eventually picked up by a demonoid.

The demon-like shape is a bit like a locust, with yellow-green armor and two metal wings on its back, which can fly quickly.

To make matters worse, Waller didn't put a mini-bomb in his head.

She brought him to Apokolips in the hope that he would transform into Xantha. Thundering Xantha was not afraid of micro bombs.

In addition to explosives, micro bombs also have multiple functions such as positioning, remote communication, and vital sign detection.

If he had a bomb in his head, Waller could at least send someone to find him after the battle.

Now that there was no trace of the man, and he was of little use, Waller simply listed him on the "victim list" without sending anyone to search for him, and he didn't waste a second for Luther.

If it had been anyone else, the matter would have almost ended here, but Luther's identity was different and he couldn't just muddle through. Even if it is death, there must be a cause and result.

After the Darkseid War ended, Waller arranged for the black magicians of the Sky Eye Society to summon his spirit.

If Luther dies, his soul has only one place to go: to hell.

As a result, the black magician did not recruit Luther's undead.

So Waller moved his name from the "Victim List" to the "Missing List."

She did not suspect that Luther had deliberately escaped. At that time, Luther was captured by the demonoid. Many people saw it. Luther struggled fiercely and screamed "Help".

Luther is indeed not dead.

Demonoids are very cruel. In the process of destroying the civilization of the planet, they will not show any mercy to men, women, old and children, and they can attack even babies ruthlessly.

But they don't kill people on sight.

They will try to capture warriors who dare to resist, take them to the demonoid processing factory, and transform them into new demonoids.

In addition to warriors, they will also test the genes of civilians. If their intelligence or physical fitness meets the standards, they will also be sent to the demon-like processing factory.

The reason why demonoids terrify all civilizations in the material universe is because of this mechanism of infinite self-reproduction.

So after catching Luther, they first made sure that he was no longer capable of resistance, and then took him to the demon-like processing plant to transform Luther into a demon-like creature.

But the demon-like factory in the Dark King's City has been destroyed by the heroes of the Zhenglian Alliance and the New God of Creation, and the demon-like factory can only send Luther to the factory in the suburbs.

Given the huge size of Apokolips, even the "suburbs" are millions of kilometers away.

"Whoosh!" While flying over a desolate desert, a scimitar with a long chain shot out from the sand and struck the demonoid on the head with lightning speed.

"Ouch!" The headless demonoid fell headlong into the sand dune like a crashed plane. Luther also flailed around, making a big hole in the sand dune.

"Who are you? Are you from Earth? Does the battle near Darkseid's Dark King City have anything to do with you?"

The owner of the chain scimitar was very cold, and he did not act softly or behave gently just because Luther was wailing miserably.

The thick-soled combat boots stepped hard on his back, causing Luther to vomit a mouthful of black blood again and his organs were broken.

He also wrapped a chain around his neck several times, and pressed the tip of the machete against the back of his head.

Luther turned his head and saw a female warrior with a cloth covering her face, "Can you speak English and use a translator? Before asking me who I am, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"

A trace of astonishment flashed through the female warrior's exposed eyes, "You don't seem to be afraid at all?"

"I'm not even afraid of Darkseid, why should I be afraid of you?" Luther sneered.

Hearing what he said, the female warrior's eyes became more appreciative and her attitude became more friendly.

She untied the chains, helped him up from the pit, and took the initiative to lift the white cloth hood, revealing a weathered but bright face.

"My name is Adora, the leader of the Forsaken, and this is my territory."

Luther wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked her up and down. Except for her red hair, she looked and dressed like the Jedi Knight Rey in "Star Wars".

Looking around at the surrounding desert environment, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face, "I thought Apokolips was full of volcanoes, but I didn't expect there to be such a large desert."

"The foundation of Apokolips' technology is the energy of earth and fire. Places with natural volcanoes are the most fertile lands on our planet. They all belong to Darkseid. Who will get us?" Adora sighed.

"Are you a warrior from Earth?" she asked again.

"That's right, I'm from Earth. As for whether I'm a warrior or not." Luther's image was miserable, but his spirit was not low. "I have never lacked courage, but I don't consider myself a 'warrior.'"

"What is he not a warrior?" Adora asked curiously.

"I am the true hope of human civilization, the leader of human warriors, Lex Luthor!"

Luther's tone was flat and his face showed no expression, far less impassioned and proud than when he said these words to Harley.

He was just dealing with "Apocalypse Rey" who controlled his life and death in front of him, and he had no interest, mood or energy to show off.

"hope."

"Apocalypse." After hearing these words, Rey's carelessness was wiped away, and her eyes became very strange.

"Are you from the metropolis?" she asked.

"You even know about Metropolis? But since you know about Metropolis, why don't you know about me?" Luther asked doubtfully.

Adora's expression became more serious, with a hint of unease in her seriousness, "Have you saved your world many times?"

"certainly."

Anyone else would have hesitated for at least a moment, but Luther looked matter-of-fact and felt very at ease inside, without any uneasiness.

"You come with me." Adora pulled him up with excitement on her face and led him over two sand dunes to a flying car hidden under camouflage cloth.

The flying car was about the same size as a seven-person van, one meter thick, had no roof, and ran very fast.

In just half an hour, they arrived at a small canyon on the border of the desert.

Within a radius of 100 meters, hundreds of tents were set up here and there, and there were more than a dozen aircraft of the same type as Adora outside.

Both men and women are the same as Adora, with a European and American appearance.

It's just that they vary in size, with the tallest being over four meters and the shortest being less than one meter.

She is also dressed similarly to Adora, with a turban and linen robe adapted to the windy and sandy environment. She looks very capable, very poor, very dirty, like a desert refugee.

"Boss Adora, you are back!"

"Boss Adora, who is this bald man?"

"Apocalypse Rey" didn't lie. She was really the leader of the "Forgotten Ones" and had a high prestige in the camp. Everyone who saw her took the initiative to say hello to her, and everyone in the tent left when they heard the sound. Come out and greet her with a smile.

"Go and find the blind prophet. His prediction seems to have come true."

Adora stopped the maglev car in the middle of the camp and shouted loudly before she even got off the car.

"Ah, is this the prophecy of 'Mortal Heroes'?" All the "Forgotten Ones" looked at Luther in surprise.

Luther was also a little surprised.

Now he has knowledge and knows that even in the magical world, in the eyes of Harry, a "prophecy" that often represents a destiny is considered a high-end product.

He thought quickly in his mind: The prophecy of "mortal heroes" came from the "prophet" of Apokolips. To be called a prophet, he must have some skills.

If you have never made a successful prediction before, you cannot be a prophet.

Since the prophet is true, then the prophecy is also true.

What destiny does the prophecy of “mortal heroes” represent?

After experiencing many crises and witnessing many people with destiny, Luther knew very well that destiny is often linked to strength.

If you don’t have the strength, how can you fulfill your God-given mission?

In other words, when God gives a person a great mission, he must first give him the power to solve crises and show his holiness in front of others.

Now he is alone in the wilderness of Apokolips. Even ordinary demons can easily kill him. What he needs most is strength!

While Luther was thinking a lot, a blind old man walked out of a tattered tent at the edge of the camp.

He is only 1.3 meters tall, has a big bald head like Luther, his head alone is 40 centimeters long, and there is a large backpack full of books behind him.

"Prophet, I seem to have found the mortal hero in the prophecy. Come and identify it." Adora shouted.

Luther wondered: "Isn't he blind? How can he identify him?"

"The blind prophet is still reading." Adora said.

The old prophet did not stare at Luther to identify it carefully. He just took out a thick book from the basket behind his back, opened it in front of everyone, and wrote a paragraph on it with a pen.

Adora was not surprised when she saw him. She took the initiative to walk up to him and read aloud: "Prophecy 18932 states that on the day Darkseid dies, a mortal from the Earth of the main universe will be favored by the origin of Apocalypse and lead him." Apokolips is heading to a new era, and all the old rules will change accordingly.”

"What, Darkseid is dead? When did it happen?" Luther exclaimed.

"When Darkseid died, the sky fell apart and the whole universe seemed to be destroyed. Didn't you feel it or see it?" People around him asked strangely.

"He was caught by the demon before and passed out. Now the change in the world has ended." Adora explained.

"He can't even defeat demons. Is he really the prophesied hero?" Everyone became more and more doubtful.

Luther pursed his lips and said: "If you want to find a strong person to be the 'prophesied hero', I can introduce you to the 'strongest human being in the multiverse', Harley Quinn, my best friend, she is probably her Beaten Darkseid to death.”

"Harley Quinn? Who is it?"

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

"The strongest in the multiverse? Are you bragging?"

"He must be bragging. He also said that Harley Quinn killed Darkseid."

The "refugees" in the camp whispered and looked at Luther with suspicion.

Luther was speechless, "You don't even know the Witch Harley, are you really from Apokolips?"

"Shut up!" Adora shouted, and the scene was so quiet that you could hear the wind outside the canyon.

"Do you know what the 'Forgotten' are? Although we are from Apokolips, we are different from the Dark Gods you are familiar with. Many people have never walked out of this desert in their lives, and Darkseid's thugs don't look down on the desolation. In the desert, we seem to have been forgotten by the whole world.

People who know our existence don't care about us, people who don't know our existence don't care, life is not affected at all. "

Luther said: "I heard you talk about 'Earth' and 'Metropolis' before, and I thought you knew what was happening in the outside world."

"Of course we understand what's happening outside." Adora patted the blind prophet's backpack, "We have never been outside, and we have no mother box to communicate with the outside world, but we can read.

The earth and the metropolis are all what I saw in the prophecy book. "

Thinking of the "18932nd prophecy" that Adora just said, Luther was moved in his heart and asked in surprise: "These books are all prophecies written by blind prophets?"

"That's right."

Luther looked shocked, relying on prophecies to understand major events happening in the outside world. This old blind man seemed to be even more powerful than Madam Xanadu, the "mortal hero of Metropolis" he prophesied.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Adora turned her attention to the prophecy book again and said: "I haven't finished reading the prophecy just now, I will continue.

That mortal is a great hero from a city called Metropolis. He has saved the world many times. He spreads hope in the world and will bring the same hope to us."

Luther's heart skipped a beat: This is not me, it's him. Fake!

Sure enough, Adora continued: "He is an orphan, a humble farmer's son, a seeker of truth, and the embodiment of justice."

"Lex Luthor, is that you?"

Luther nodded naturally and said, "Basically there is nothing wrong, but I hope to be more rigorous and say the name of the 'mortal hero' directly."

Obviously, he is not the son of the prophecy they are looking for, the farm boy is.

But they didn't know if he was the son of the prophecy, he could have passed off as a farm boy.

If you have the "power of destiny", take it. If there is no benefit, you can also replenish food and water. Eat and drink enough before you find a way to leave here.

He swore that no one in the world knew "Farm Boy" better than he did, and he would be able to fake it perfectly.

But there is a prophet on the other side. The prophet knows how to prophesy and test it first.

The blind prophet shook his head.

Adora said: "The prophet can only peek into these messages."

Luther breathed a sigh of relief, "In that case, just think of me as the 'Son of Prophecy'.

In fact, whether I am the person in the prophecy or not, I am willing to help you. What do you want me to do for you? "

This is what a "farm boy" would say.

He doesn't need a reason to help others. As long as others are in need, he is willing to help.

"We need hope. Darkseid is dead, but his dark henchmen still exist. We want you to liberate Apokolips and kill all those who want to oppress us and enslave us," Adora said.

"Aren't you the Forgotten? From what you say, you sound more like the rebels." Luther said.

Adora said helplessly: "We also want to resist, but we have no power.

In fact, I also read the story of the rebels in the prophecy book. After seeing their deeds, not only was I not inspired, but I became even more desperate.

They are doing completely useless work and pose no threat to Darkseid's rule. "

"As you can see, I'm just a mortal who can't even defeat demons. How can I help you? Well, let me declare in advance that I am not powerless.

I have the smartest brain in the world and can build the most powerful weapons in the world.

I also have divine power, just activate it."

Luther turned his gaze to the blind prophet and asked expectantly: "Can you ask your prophet to check my throat? Why is my power of Zansha malfunctioning?"

Adora looked confused, "What is the power of Zansha?"

"It is a powerful force that can bring you hope."

"But the prophecy says that the child of the prophecy will gain the power of Omega, not the power of Zansha." Adora said.

Luther said in disbelief: "Can I get the power of Omega?"

He looked around greedily, "You have the Omega Effect, where is it?"

"The Omega Effect is the original power of Apokolips. After Darkseid's death, the Omega Effect in his body was also released, and he eventually returned to the origin of Apokolips."

Adora looked at Luther with careful eyes, "The Prophet designed a machine that can help you collect, extract, and fuse the Omega Effect.

As long as you are who you claim to be, the 'mortal hero' in the prophecy who can use it. "

"There is such a magical machine. Where are the design drawings? Show me." Luther asked curiously.

"You don't need to look at the design drawings. We have already prepared the machine. You just need to accept the Omega Effect."

Luther hesitated and said, "Why don't you absorb the Omega effect yourself?"

"Do you know how powerful the Omega effect is? Even if a god touches it, his body will be shattered and his soul will be scattered."

"So, only those with destiny can get it?" Luther's throat was dry.

——Farke, we are in big trouble. The destiny of "Farm Boy" is poisonous and cannot be snatched away.

"You are the destined one," Adora said.

"I, do you have a communicator on your flying car? It doesn't matter if you don't. I can build one myself. First let me and——"

"Bang!" Adora suddenly raised her right hand and punched Luther hard on the forehead.

Luther felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness.

"Apocalypse, Sister, what are you doing?" The refugees in the camp were stunned.

"No nonsense, assemble the machine immediately."

When Luther woke up again, he found that he was like a roast duck, hanging in a huge steel "oven" with a diameter of more than 10 meters.

There was no clothes on his body, and four bloody holes were drilled into his chest and back, with a transparent tube connected to each hole.

"Luthor, are you awake? Just in time, the machine has been set up and you will be able to get the Omega effect soon." Adora's voice came from above.

She was standing on her flying car, floating directly above the "roast duck stove".

"Wait, I have something to say." Luther shouted hurriedly.

"Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to talk slowly when you get the Omega Effect."

Luther cursed hundreds of times in his mind, and felt a little regret for pretending to be a "farm boy".

Well, I only regret it a little bit.

There are no good people on Apokolips, and even if Adora said she was a good person, Luther wouldn't believe it.

If she hadn't disguised himself as a farm boy, she probably wouldn't have brought him back to the camp and just wiped his neck in the desert.

Luther could only complain that the destiny of the "farm boy" was too evil, and he was completely unafraid of pretenders.

Those who can absorb the Omega effect are naturally destined people.

What cannot be absorbed is directly burned to ashes, and cannot be disguised.

"Buzz!" While he was thinking about it, Adora activated the simple "Omega Effect Extraction Machine". Luther's eyes turned red, as if he had suddenly fallen into a blood-red world.

"Ah!" He lost all feeling except pain.

He could do nothing but howl.

A few days later, at this moment.

Dark King City of Apokolips.

"For the sake of fellow earthlings, I will not kill you today. Now put down my belongings immediately and get out of here!" The voice of the Lord of Apokolips spread throughout the royal city.

In the royal city, the American soldiers who were plundering property like passing locusts stopped what they were doing, walked out of the building, and looked at the figures in the sky in confusion.

"Luthor, this is Apokolips. Where are your belongings?" Suicide Squad Captain Lawton stood up and shouted.

"Last night I used the Mother Box to announce to the multiverse that I, Lex Luthor, was officially crowned the Lord of Apokolips. Didn't you know?" Luthor said lightly.

Lawton wanted to taunt him: Why don't you declare that you are the master of the multiverse? Then the entire multiverse will become your property.

But when he faced Luther and Darkseid's same scarlet eyes, which were like boiling magma lakes, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart and his soul trembled involuntarily. The terror of death shrouded his whole body like a substance, and the words that had reached his throat were struck by him again. Swallowed it back.

"Luthor, you have the Omega effect now. Together, we are no match for you, but we are just the boss's pawns. What's the point of tossing us?"

"All you have to do is get out of here, and your boss will talk to me about the rest," Luther said unceremoniously.

Earl Dizzy said disdainfully: "You just got the Omega effect. The real Darkseid has been killed. How much skill do you have of the complete Darkseid? How dare you speak nonsense in front of us?"

"Do you still need me to deal with this piece of trash like you?" Luther smiled coldly and waved his hand forward.

"BOOOOM!"

The sound of sonic boom exploded in the Dark King City, and one sonic boom channel after another opened in mid-air.

From every sonic boom channel, demonoids like a swarm of locusts poured out.

In an instant, the sky with a radius of thousands of miles was covered by demonoids.

"For Lex Luthor!"

"Long live Lex Luthor!"

The demonoids shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

Luther's face was full of youth and spirit, and he laughed proudly and said: "Earl of Dizzy, what else do you have to say?"

"Don't be brave, he has murderous intentions towards you." Lawton whispered.

Earl Dizzy was already scared, but after hearing what he said, he didn't dare to confront Luther anymore. He could only close his mouth, lower his head and pretend to be dead.

"Luthor, what are you doing?"

The demon-like army made so much noise that the Zhenglian heroes on the watchtower were also alerted and rushed over immediately.

"I'm doing what the Lord of Apokolips should do, Superman, do you want to stop me?" Luther clenched his fists, feeling a little eager to try.

"Luthor, have you given up your identity as a human?" There was a flash of green light, and Harley suddenly appeared opposite him.

"The Galactic Admiral is invincible, defeat the 'traitor' Lex Luthor!" Earl Dizzy shouted excitedly.

Deadshot glanced at him strangely, without shouting, but his expression became much more relaxed.

"Admiral Galaxy is invincible. Luther is a traitor. Judge him and arrest him!" The surrounding American soldiers and super villains were very excited.

Luther was stunned and smiled: "Harry, you still don't understand my ambition. I am the real hope and greatest support of human civilization. How can I escape my 'human status'?

I told them to get lost just to protect my own property and prevent some people from having sex for nothing.”

He winked at her, "You know, everything can be traded, including the Dark King's City, as long as they are willing to pay a reasonable price."

Harley was not interested in the exchange of interests between him and the US government. She looked him up and down and asked, "How do you feel now?"

Like Darkseid, Luther's skin turned gray-black, rough and dull, like cracked rock.

His face is still a little distorted, becoming more square, with a square head and square face, and there is an obvious tendency to "Darkseid".

"I'm fine, better than I've ever been."

Luther seemed to have finally found someone who was qualified to listen to him and show off his feelings. He excitedly flew forward a short distance and flew to Harley.

"Harry, I am the destined Lord of the Apokolips Star. Before I came to the Apokolips Star, a blind prophet had predicted my arrival." He was eloquent, blah blah blah, recounting his fantastic experiences in the past few days in detail. , even psychological activities are not omitted.

“I thought I had stolen that boy scout’s destiny, and I felt a little regretful, but it turned out that the person chosen by the Omega Effect was me!

Although it was very painful and every cell was howling in pain, I persisted and finally got the recognition of the Omega Effect.

After getting the Omega effect, those 'Forgotten' immediately knelt down and surrendered to me, including Adora who looked like Rey Skywalker.

With the power, I naturally no longer need to hide my identity. I proudly mocked her and the blind prophet.

guess what?

The blind prophet smiled instead.

He said that this was the real prophecy, that I was the real destined person in the prophecy, and that the content of the prophecy was not wrong, but Adora had interpreted it wrong. "

Luther's expression became very strange, and his tone was not as excited as before, "Destiny often takes the initiative to hide itself and avoid the sight of mortals.

Even if the prophet made a prediction, the truth was hidden behind the words and could not be understood.

A 'mortal hero' is not a Superman born as an orphan or a farmer's son, but a person who wants to become Superman. Superman has never been a mortal, I am a mortal. "

Harley said in surprise: "The blind prophet has two brushes!"

Her heart moved, "He is from the Apocalypse Star, and he has such profound prophecy skills, so he may have condensed his divinity.

Shit, the God of Destiny has never appeared in the New Gods. Whether it is the Genesis Star or the Apokolips Star, there is no God of Destiny.

But as a complete pantheon, the new gods should be the same as the old gods, destined to give birth to at least one god of destiny.

Could it be that the old blind man is the God of Destiny who has been avoiding the world among the New Gods?

Wherever he is, I want to see him immediately. "

If he was really the New God of Destiny. His consciousness sank deep into his soul and he glanced at the level 139 experience jar that was almost overflowing. Harry felt hot in his heart.

The Darkseid war is both a danger and an opportunity. If nothing else, the level experience alone has allowed her to rise from level 137 to about 140, which is a full three levels!

She can activate the 14th defense feat immediately.

She has obtained six of the seven basic powers of the DC multiverse, but what she wants most now is not the seventh "black apple", but the power of destiny.

She has had enough of all kinds of plots from fate.

If you can absorb the origin of the God of Destiny, you will definitely be able to unlock the Destiny Defense Specialty. By then——

"died."

Luther poured a basin of cold water on Harry's head.

"What? Say it again."

Luther said: "The blind prophet is dead. I burned him to ashes with omega rays."

Harley clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, "Are you a fool? Even if I guess wrong, he is not the God of Destiny, but the prophet who can predict the Lord of Apokolips is precious, don't you know?"

Luther nodded slightly, "I didn't understand it before, but now I feel it more deeply, but I must kill him. No one except you can still live after saying those words to me.

He could tell the truth and say, 'The first genius from Metropolis is the Child of Destiny', so why did he beat around the bush and say, 'The person who wants to be Superman'. "

He also clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and growled: "I want to surpass Superman, not become him! How dare that old blind man understand me and still want to live a good life?!"

Harry felt very tired, "Have you ever thought that the blind prophet who made the prophecy didn't know the true meaning of the prophecy? What God let him see and what he said was not aimed at you."

"If God asked him to say this, it means that God wanted him to die. This is his fate. I just obeyed God's destiny." Luther said.

Harry was stunned, sighed, and said no more.

He might be right, fate wants the blind prophet dead!

Because he is not dead, she will definitely go to see him, and then seize the origin of his new god and squeeze the power of destiny from it.

Once the destiny defense expertise is turned on, it will definitely threaten destiny itself.

Destiny's self-protection mechanism was triggered.

Harley's heart was heavy. If her guess was right and fate did not allow her to activate the Fate Defense feat, how could she fight against fate without the Fate Defense feat?

This seems to be a paradox.