I want to have a date with Superman

Clark couldn't read minds and didn't know Laurie's inner activities, but his face looked better because of her words.

“I don’t want to have any interaction with the government, let alone become the second Doctor Manhattan.

In fact, because I helped Nixon massacre the Vietnamese, I disliked him very much and never considered him a hero. "

Sister Laurie sighed: "Qiong doesn't care about the Vietnamese or Nixon at all, and even what people on earth think of him doesn't make any sense."

After a pause, she promised: "Don't worry, only a very few people know your secret. Even President Bush doesn't know you are a person, but Clinton has seen your file in the FBI.

As long as you stick to your bottom line and don't break the law, no one will interfere with you. "

The other party has super vision and super hearing. As long as he wants to, or as long as he has doubts about the US government, he can't hide any secrets.

In this case, it is better to be honest within a certain limit.

Having had experience in dealing with Dr. Manhattan, the Pentagon seems to be very familiar with dealing with Super.

"If I go to England to find the Tongue of Fire, you won't interfere?" Clark asked.

"This," Laurie said hesitantly, "I don't think you should take the risk. The Holy Advent Crusade is not a pure cult, and the Tongues of Fire are not the delusions of fanatic believers."

"I don't want to deal with them at all, but can you guarantee that the Crusaders will never harass me and my mother again?" Clark asked, staring into her eyes.

Thinking of the fragmented holy relics in the church, Laurie smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I swear, I will do my best to protect your mother's safety, but I am only a mortal with Tongue of Fire's methods."

"My father has passed away, and my mother is everything to me. I cannot let her personal safety be threatened in any way."

Clark took a few steps back, squatted down, and said in a deep voice: "England, Glaston Castle, I have heard the sound in the castle and locked its location. I will personally talk to the Tongue of Fire."

"Bang!"

The violent air waves formed a white ring visible to the naked eye on the flat ground. Laurie was almost blown away. When he opened his eyes and looked again, Clark's figure was gone.

"The battle between God in heaven and God on earth seems interesting?"

Laurie smiled weakly, picked up the intercom, and his expression became serious, "Leo, you are responsible for escorting Martha Kent to the hospital, and there must be no mistakes.

Nancy, contact the Crusaders and find out why they came to Smallville.

Amanda, bring a team to the church to clean up the mess.

Rowan, call the White House. Oh, forget it, I'll talk to the president in person! "

Sister Laurie gave the order, and the well-trained agents immediately divided into several groups and began their respective tasks.

She herself also returned to the door of the church, preparing to communicate with the White House.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.

Seeing the caller ID, she hesitated for a moment before answering: "Hello, Daniel, I'm in Kansas right now."

"Today's National Youth Gymnastics Competition in Los Angeles, Sally won the championship. This is the first time in her life that she has reached the top. I hope you can come and share this glorious moment with her." A soft male voice said on the other end of the phone.

"My dear, please say sorry for me. This is really a big incident. I will have to contact the president after I hang up the phone with you." Laurie sighed.

The old man over there also sighed and said: "You are already a long time old, why are you still struggling? You know, it is no longer our time."

"Yes, Night Owl and Silk Soul of the Watch have retired. Now you are a househusband and I am a government employee. It's that simple. Bye, I will prepare a gift for Sally."

"Director Black, the Crusaders don't allow us to touch the iron knots on the ground." A capable black female agent in the church shouted.

"Okay, Mr. President, I will give you a perfect explanation when I'm done here."

After hanging up the phone, Laurie stepped on high-heeled boots and walked steadily back to the church.

"You dare to blaspheme God, are you not afraid of going to hell after death?" Fernando shouted hysterically.

"Bang!" Old Silk Soul jumped up on the spot, swung his legs, and kicked his sweeping legs. The toe of his hard leather shoe hit the monk's cheek hard, and his teeth splashed with blood and water.

"You stupid British guy, do you know how much trouble you have caused?" Laurie's old face looked a little ferocious.

“I can’t imagine what the world would be like if Martha Kent had an accident.

For ten years, we were careful to protect his life from interruption while not letting him know that we knew about him.

Just to maintain a controllable stability.

It's better for you to just stab him in the heart. Are you worried that he won't become evil? "

The monks were oppressed by her overwhelming aura, and they all looked at each other at a loss.

After a while, a paladin shouted: "The Holy Crusaders have diplomatic immunity!"

Laurie waved his hand and said impatiently: "Waller, stop talking nonsense to them, cuff them all and take them away."

Seeing the agents loading iron lumps into the storage box, the Paladin began to struggle again, "The holy relics belong to us, no one is allowed to touch them."

"Shit holy relics, they are just scrap metal now. Pack them up and take them back to the dark room for storage."

Glaston Castle in southwest England may not be that famous in the world, but if it were given a name, such as "Avalon", a paradise far away from the world, or King Arthur's final resting place, it would be famous and well-known. .

Well, the last ideal place is Glastonbury.

This is the most sacred place in British Celtic mythology.

For thousands of years, the headquarters of the Holy Advent Crusaders has been located in an isolated castle here.

Maria, a girl as delicate and delicate as a flower, sat on a small mound on the edge of the castle, facing the cold winter wind and looking at the world outside the barbed wire fence.

Because she is here, this cold and desolate wilderness has a touch of softness and warmth.

She is a saint of the Holy Advent Crusade. She has received the "Seal of Mary" from heaven since her birth. She is the second Mary and will give birth to the second "Christ" in the future.

For nineteen years, she never left the castle.

"What's it like outside?" There was desire and fear on her innocent face.

"Tongue of Fire, who is Tongue of Fire, come out——————"

The angry roar was like a hurricane, violently blowing through the entire castle.

It's not an illusion, there are really strong winds.

The birch forest under the hill fell in one direction, and Mary felt like a little dragonfly that had strayed into a tornado.

"Ouch!" She was blown away and turned somersaults on the withered yellow grass.

"Tongue of Fire, come out!"

She opened her little mouth and looked at the sky in disbelief. It was a young man wearing a jacket.

He floated above the castle, and with every roar, a white wave of air spread in all directions.

The aftermath of the air wave blew her whole body away. This power.

"Is he a god?" Inexplicably, she thought of her destiny - to unite with a god from heaven and give birth to a new savior.

Thinking of this, she blushed a little when she looked at the young man in the sky.

"Dang Dang Dang!" She was awakened by the alarm bell.

In the distant castle, the priests and monks shouted in terror: "Enemy attack!"

"Tongue of Fire, I want a promise, swear not to interfere in my life and my mother's life." The voice of the man in the jacket in the sky was low, but it could be heard clearly in all directions.

He didn't kill anyone, and Mary was relieved.

Then, the monks recited the Bible together, and the sound came like waves.

As a saint of the Holy Advent and Crusaders, Mary subconsciously followed it and read it, and she was surprised.

This is a passage asking God to come down.

Could it be

The high sky in the west was suddenly ignited by flames and filled with golden light.

Accompanied by the holy sound, silver combat boots first appeared in the mortal sight, followed by leg armor and skirt armor. He seemed to have landed from another dimension, appearing little by little in the sky above the castle.

It was an angel holding a flaming sword. His white wings flapped gently, bringing dots of golden light like fireflies in the sky.

"The angel has descended to earth again." Mary covered her mouth, very shocked.

The man in the jacket was probably seeing Shenglin for the first time. He was stunned for a while, then picked the back of his head and asked shyly: "Excuse me, are you an angel? I thought heaven was a legend."

"I am the Tongue of Fire. If you want to find me, I'm here." The angel's voice was colder than an ice knife.

"Well, I." The man in the jacket was a little at a loss, "Lord Angel, I didn't mean to offend you. The Holy Advent Crusaders kidnapped my mother and abused her. My mother is very pious and goes to church every week. I don't mean any harm. I’m here to negotiate.”

The angel, covered in silver armor, was very indifferent and didn't care at all about the man in the jacket's vague flattery and apology.

It raised the flaming sword high and directly declared: "For blasphemy, I will sentence you to hell. You and your mother will be surrounded by the fire of hell and suffer eternal pain."

"Stab it——" After saying that, before the man in the jacket could react, the angel slashed down with his sword, and the sky seemed to be divided into two halves by flames.

"You want to kill my mother?" The man in the jacket's voice regained the fury it had when he first came.

"Accept divine punishment!" The angel flew towards the man in the jacket, waving the sharp sword in his hand fiercely.

"Wha—" The man in the jacket disappeared from the angel's sight.

The next moment, the man in the jacket appeared above the angel and punched him down.

"BOOOOOOOOM!"

A white wave of air appeared in the sky after a sonic boom.

"Ah!" Mary yelled in horror.

Sweeping in all directions along with the air waves, there are countless white feathers.

The angel was like a nail, pulling out a howling thin line and inserting it into the square in front of the castle.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and the ground shook slightly.

"No one can hurt my mother!" The man in the jacket fell to the ground almost at the same time as the angel.

He fell into the hole made by the angel, rode on the angel's chest, and punched him one after another.

“BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!”

The land seemed to come alive and tremble with fear.

Mary saw blood flowers and feathers flying out of the pit, as if someone was killing a chicken in the pit.

She was shocked like never before, and her outlook was completely shattered.

"No, God bless you." She was so weak that she could only moan and groan.

She didn't know how long it had been - she felt that it had been a long time before the man in the jacket grabbed the angel's neck and flew up into the air, "I don't want to provoke you, and you have to swear that you will never interfere with my life."

The angel struggled and struggled to escape, spitting out two bloody words, "blasphemy~~blasphemy~~~"

As a result, the man in the jacket continued to exert force, and the ground shook violently.

“BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!”

He started again, punch after punch.

"No, it shouldn't be like this." Mary burst into tears, shook her head repeatedly, then turned around and ran out of the castle like crazy.

She didn't know where to go, but she wanted to get out of here.

(ps: Regarding Superman’s combat power, whether he can defeat angels.

There is absolutely no doubt about this.

As long as it is not special rule-based magic, physical combat, energy attacks, in the entire heaven, no one except God is the opponent of Dachao (Ghost and Michael are special cases, they have mastered part of God's power, and are more like God's projection) .

In fact, Dachao is not afraid of magic, but his magic resistance is a bit weak compared to his own physical resistance. Compared with ordinary people, even superheroes, his magic resistance is very high.

In fact, he is so fast that magic can miss him, but his fighting style is too merciful.

This is clearly reflected in "Crime Syndicate".

The Criminal Syndicate is the Justice League with all its members blackened.

Well, Superboy, Wonder Woman, Batman, The Flash, and Aquaman are all bullies among bullies.

They have lost the "no killing" concept of the Justice League and have no scruples in taking action. Any one person can destroy a normal superhero team - it has been tested in actual combat.

Just one person, Da Chao, defeated the top magician on the entire earth.

Even some of the hell demons surrendered and became the servants of the Syndicate. )