I want to have a date with Superman

The fifth defense expertise, the strength of connection defense expertise, level 9: immunity to quantum energy attacks, immunity to time attacks, immunity to ordinary supernatural attacks 30% - 50%.

The full name of Tachyon Cannon is ‘Tachyon Quantum Cannon’.

The tachyon cannon can harm Dr. Manhattan because it, like Dr. Manhattan, has quantum energy attributes.

Harley did absorb a large part of the power of Manhattan. Although she did not turn into blue Harley, her body did have quantum properties, so she could shoot a 'quantum punch'.

However, she not only used the power of Manhattan to transform her body, but also used the power of Manhattan to activate the fifth defense specialty.

It’s still level nine.

"Even if you have the magical skills from God, I bet you can't withstand the tachyon cannon that kills the 'Blue God'."

The second prince activated the tachyon cannon with a ferocious expression.

"Boom——" The bright red energy column as thick as a bucket immediately passed through the Prisoner's Formation and bombarded Harley's face.

Her head, neck, and chest were also covered by the red tachyon ray.

"Um~~~~" Harley was like a balloon being squeezed by a naughty child. Sometimes her head was swollen and shriveled, sometimes her mouth was twisted to the size of her head, and sometimes her head shrank to the size of a fist, and her chest was swollen to the size of a basin.

"The tachyon cannon really worked." The second prince was overjoyed and turned back with expectation: "How much energy appeared in the Faraday-Manhattan Cage?"

"There is no energy, Witch Harley is still struggling." A black magician replied.

"Can you increase the attack power of the tachyon cannon?" a voice asked.

The black magician subconsciously replied: "Probably not - Omaika, you, you, Witch Harley, are you still talking?!"

"Fake!" the second prince yelled out of control, "This is unscientific! The tachyon cannon can even kill the real Dr. Manhattan. You are just a defective who has not awakened the power of Manhattan. There is no reason why you can't be killed."

"Why do you think I haven't obtained Manhattan's invincibility? You know that I have robbed Manhattan of his power, but you still dare to come to Quinn Manor to seek death. Are you not afraid that I will kill you with a single click?"

Harley continued to be like a balloon man, her presence field being pressed and squeezed by tachyon energy, but her voice came out calmly.

"Dr. Destiny said it himself, you don't have Dr. Manhattan's ability, you can't transcend time, you can't deliver multiverse-level lethal damage (an attack that directly destroys the existential force field)." The second prince said excitedly.

"Humph, Dr. Fate knows everything about Blue Manhattan."

Harley looked disdainful, but secretly scolded Dr. Fate for being ungrateful.

Even though she kicked him during the Little Black Bean incident, she still saved half of his life.

He has never come to her house to say thank you in these years, and now he has exposed the secret of his 'savior' and savior to the devil with ulterior motives.

Well, she misunderstood Dr. Fate.

He did tell someone her secret, but it wasn't the devil or the black mage, but his master friend, and then the news spread.

"He has observed you in detail at the Tower of Destiny and will never make a mistake."

Having said this, the second prince first showed a look of surprise, and then gnashed his teeth angrily, and cursed angrily: "I understand, it's God's old bastard again!

Dr. Fate's observation was correct.

You are just a 'disabled Manhattan', unable to use his supreme skills at all.

Tachyon Cannon is no problem either, it can deal fatal damage to you.

Break you like the body of Black Manhattan.

But the God that the dog said has protected you with ‘God coming down to earth’.

That's why you are so confident that you haven't asked your little brother to come out to rescue him yet. "

"What a god!" The demons and black magicians understood and cursed loudly.

"Oh, Second Prince, Mr. Flatulence, I suddenly remembered something." Phoenix Faust's expression changed drastically, and he said anxiously: "The 'Great Magical Rejuvenation Pill' that I have been refining for 30 years is coming out today, right now. , time is urgent, sorry."

"Whoosh!" Ripples in the blue space flashed, and the old grand master with the golden crown and blue robe disappeared.

The second prince and the demons were stunned for a while, unable to react.

Suddenly another black magician clapped his hands and shouted: "I also remembered, I cooked a pot last night——"

"Nicholas, I know you, you don't know how to refine magic potions at all." The second prince scolded angrily.

At this time, he also suddenly realized: Seeing that the witch was helpless and the witch never showed her trump card, the cunning black magicians were about to break up and run away.

Nicholas smiled and said, "I didn't boil the medicine. I mean I cooked a pot of white fungus soup on the small stove last night. It's almost mushy now. I'll go back and take a look first."

After saying that, without waiting for the second prince to speak, he immediately opened the portal and fled.

A demon count shouted: "Oh, I remembered, my wife is due to give birth today -"

"No one is allowed to leave!" Flatulence roared on the floating island: "The witch is still trapped in the Prisoner's Formation. She is a fish waiting to be slaughtered and cannot harm us.

Even if she had Carlisle and Zatanna, or whoever, as backup.

We have three demon kings, dozens of great demons, and seven or eight magic masters. There is no need to be afraid of them if we go head-to-head.

And we haven't lost. Even if we can't take away her Manhattan power, at least Plan C can guarantee to kill her. "

Seeing that the demons and mages still looked hesitant, with wandering eyes and private eye contact, the conceited king said coldly: "You all know that I have spent all my wealth for this operation.

At least until the poison of fear sweeps Gotham, anyone who dares to leave is an enemy of my flatulence. "

"It's been so long and it's not over yet at Bateman?" Harley asked impatiently.

Flatulence looked at the sea in the south and sighed: "I want to know too - shit, witch, what do you mean?"

When he realized that the witch was talking to him, he jumped three feet high.

"I'm also waiting for news from Bateman!" Harley sighed, "He said he would solve the fear gas crisis, so I'm holding you back here."

"Delay us?" Flatty sneered: "Just brag. If you can break free immediately, just rush over and help him. Why is there any need to delay?

I’m not afraid to tell you that before we reached Quinn Manor, Marquis Salos led two mages to hunt Bateman and antidote missile ships at sea.

You can only wait until the missile ship explodes offshore, until the flames rise into the sky, and until Marquis Salos returns with a bat head. "

"Well, we can wait until Bateman wails for help. I really want to see him make a fool of himself." Harley said with a smile.

"Then let's drag each other and see who can be proud in the end." Flatty said coldly.

Seeing that Harry was still distorted by the tachyon cannon's rays, the second prince looked uncertain and asked, "Why don't you dodge? I don't believe that the tachyon cannon did no harm to you."

"Well, it hurts a bit, but it's like a Thai massage, it makes your whole body feel soothed." Harley smiled shyly.

The tachyon cannon could not disintegrate her. Instead, it kept "rubbing" her existence force field, which was more ecstatic than a soul massage.

Not only was she very comfortable, but she was also gradually experiencing her own presence intuitively.

Before, she was a complete novice with no experience, so she relied solely on the instinct of quantum critical strikes to perform existential field attacks.

Theoretically, once she is fully proficient, she can perform a field attack with just one hit, just like Dr. Manhattan.

"Are you comfortable?"

The second prince felt extremely uncomfortable and immediately turned off the tachyon cannon.

Harley couldn't feel comfortable anymore, so she turned around and practiced the 'Fist of Presence' on the Iron Giant.

"Oh la oh la oh la oh la!"

"Oh, no~~~" The quantum critical strike was triggered, a fist mark appeared on the iron giant's body, and a shrill howl of pain came from his mouth.

"The witch is too arrogant and confident. We cannot continue like this. If there is no other killer move, we'd better break up the gang immediately." The demon Earl, whose wife was about to give birth, said loudly.

"There is a killing move and Plan C. Quickly use Plan C to kill the witch. My iron skull is about to be crushed. It hurts to the bone!" the iron giant urged in a mournful voice.

"No matter what killing move, use it quickly!" the Demon Earl urged.

Flatulence hesitated and said: "Before Black Manhattan was exposed, we never thought of using tachyon cannons to drain her of her power.

According to the original plan, she would be dragged into the shadow realm along with the Prisoner of Gods Formation, and then she would be contacted by the Demon King to surround and kill her.

At that time, no one could save her. "

——Harley, Carlisle and Ivy can't wait any longer. Release Darth Vader, don't let it slip.

Richie connected to Harley's big cross through the "Golden Hall Server".

Well, just like that day in Tulsa.

——Tell Ivy and the others not to be impulsive. I am indeed stalling for time, not to see Bateman embarrassed. Well, only for a small part of the reason.

Tie Liaoda is a devil from another dimension. I don't know if he was born with it or if he used some special magic to make his body covered with N metal.

Thirty meters high and several hundred tons.

The Imprisoning God Formation is trapping me, but it also makes him lose his transcendence. I'll try to see if I can grind him to death directly.

Harley continued to say "Oh la oh la oh la" and replied to Richie in her heart.

At this time, the power of God was once again revealed. The God Prisoner Formation can isolate magic and extraordinary physiques. People from the outside cannot use magic against those inside, but the 'Heaven Server' can already maintain communication.

"Now that we have prepared the ultimate plan C, what are we waiting for now?" urged the demon Earl outside the formation.

"When Lei Xiaogu's poisonous fear sweeps across the city, we will not only kill Witch Harley, but also destroy Gotham.

Even if I kill the witch, if the U.S. stock market doesn’t fall, I will still have to go to the rooftop tomorrow. " Flatulence sighed.

"What does this have to do with Plan C? If you kill the witch, Lei Xiaogu will naturally destroy Gotham." The Earl wondered.

Flatulence stretched his head to look at Haikou to the southeast, frowning, "If we enter the shadow realm, we won't be able to make it in time. I'm worried that there will be another problem on Lei Xiaogu's side.

Theoretically, with us trapping the witch, Salos would have killed the mortal Bateman and destroyed the missile ship. "

"You bastard, you only care about your own stocks. Didn't you see that I was being beaten by the witch?" the iron giant in the formation howled miserably.

"You have an N-metal physique, or you are a demon king, but you can't hold on even at this moment?" Dangyi said coldly.

The second prince also advised: "Flatulence, the overall situation is the most important, kill the witch first to avoid extraneous problems and nothing will be accomplished in the end."

"The witch fell into the Prisoner's Formation and cannot move. We have time." Flatulence said.

The second prince said: "But she has a younger brother hiding aside, and she also has many terrible trump cards."

If he wasn't afraid of her trump card, he would have gone up to fight her hand-to-hand before.

One on one, he was not afraid of her at all.

"Don't be afraid, except for Superman, everyone else is rubbish." Flatulence said arrogantly.

"Hey, aren't you too arrogant to discuss Plan B and Plan C in front of me?" Harley shouted unhappily.

"What can you do?" Flatty sneered.

"BOOOM!"

A red light suddenly lit up in the southeast direction, and after half a minute, the reverberations of the explosion were heard.

"Hahaha, it's better late than never. That bastard Salos finally took care of the antidote missile ship." The boulder fell in his flatulent heart, and he laughed heartily: "Witch Harley, if you have any trump card, use it as soon as possible. Next, The green poisonous fog is about to——"

"Raskov, what happened? Why did my brother die?" Suddenly, Belur's mental projection appeared next to the second prince, asking with anger on his face.

"What, Salos is dead?" The second prince's expression changed drastically, "Then what happened to the explosion in Haikou?"