Marvel's Don't stop me from being a villain!

After the three people went out, Bruce took the two people to the living room. Abi sat leisurely on the sofa and looked at the three people with a smile.

Clark and Diana came here. She promised Bruce something yesterday, and he couldn't wait to bring people here today.

They saw that Abi had just ordered Murray to protect Morgan, and their favorability towards this big devil continued to rise.

Especially Diana.

Wonder Woman likes children, and Morgan looks very smart, like a cute doll, and exudes an indescribable temperament.

She must have grown up in a loving environment and her parents must be amazing people.

"You are so kind to your daughter." Diana sat next to Abi, with a kind smile on her beautiful face.

But her words made Abi laugh, "Haha, Morgan is not my daughter."

The three were stunned at the same time.

During these days, it was obvious to everyone how carefully Abi took care of Morgan. She was meticulous about the child, and it could even be said that she doted on him.

Although they also wondered why Morgan called Abby by his first name, Bruce's children also called him "B", so these heroes who had never been parents didn't care.

Abi smiled and explained: "Morgan's full name is Morgan Stark. He is the child of my friend. He is a completely human being."

Clark is a person who prefers to believe in good intentions, and he believed it immediately, "You must have a good relationship with your friend."

Abi looked at the big guy with completely black hair and blue eyes. Although he looked nothing like him, she always felt that this man was very similar to Steve. "After all, he is the child I watched grow up, and I also like his child very much." like."

"May I ask," said Wonder Woman Diana, "how old are you?"

No one had asked this question for a long time, and Abi reacted for a moment before remembering, "Probably over 5000 years old."

Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman:…

5000? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Abhi admired their expressions, found them interesting, and felt happy.

Bruce quickly controlled his emotions and coughed lightly, "You said yesterday that you could solve Superman's problem with magic."

Clark immediately became energetic. He was too easily defeated by the magic side. This was their Kryptonian problem. They had been unable to solve it for so long.

Abi leaned on the armrest of the sofa, her hands on her temples, her golden beast eyes staring intently at Clark.

Clark began to feel uncomfortable.

Anyone who is stared at by a beautiful female demon will feel like his soul is being swallowed.

Even the mighty human god - Superman - is no exception.

"Uh, do you see what's wrong?" Clark put his fist to his mouth and coughed to hide the embarrassment on his face.

Abi smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just find it very novel. It turns out that there are creatures with such low magic resistance in the universe."

Her words silenced everyone.

Although he knew it was not his fault, Clark still wanted to bury his face in his hands.

"Under normal circumstances, how much magic resistance does everyone have?" Diana asked curiously.

Abi was happy to answer her. She pointed to herself, "Some strange races in the universe have very high magic resistance. For example, I, the demon race, am immune to almost all spiritual magic, unless my enemy's spiritual power is far away." Beyond me, otherwise it would not be able to cause harm to me. In numerical terms, my magic resistance is about 100."

She pointed back at Diana, "People with special bloodline have strong mental power, and their magic resistance is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary humans. You have about 65~70."

"The creatures with the lowest magic resistance I have ever seen are humans. Ordinary humans have about 15-20, just like Alfred.

But people with strong willpower, or after professional training, can also improve their magic resistance, just like him. "Abi's tail pointed at Bruce, "The magic resistance is about 35, which is considered high among humans. "

At the last moment, Abi looked at Clark, pursed his lips playfully, and smiled wickedly, "And this is the first time I have seen a magic resistance that is infinitely close to 0."

This "0" obviously hit Clark hard, but in fact Abi had to endure it for a long time before saying that he was a negative number.

As long as it is a spiritual enemy, Superman is simply a killer that can betray him at any time.

This was also what bothered Batman. He stared at Abi tightly and said nothing, but Abi knew what he was thinking.

Yesterday she vowed that she could solve this problem.

In fact, this is really not difficult for Abi.

She reached up and pulled out a necklace from her neck that Loki would have recognized if he had been there.

This is the key that Abi's mother, Mrs. Sphinx, left to Abi to access the divine realm.

The snow-white key was exquisitely carved, and it didn't seem to match the temperament of the big devil, but it exuded a holy light and lay quietly in the devil's palm.

"This is the 'Heart of the Gods', a key from the 'Nachao Clan'. Wearing it on your body will protect you from mental attacks." Abi threw the key to Clark.

This was what Mrs. Sphinx had left her, and she would certainly not have given it away if her mother had not been resurrected.

But now, her mother has been resurrected, she has the Infinity Stones, and the realm of God has been destroyed, and she killed Elohim herself.

Relics that were once considered extremely precious now have no special meaning.

Clark put the key in Diana's hand. Diana felt the energy in the key in surprise and nodded, "I feel a very powerful and holy power. It is indeed worthy of the name Heart of God."

Abi couldn't help but want to laugh, she could make countless of this thing if they wanted, but it didn't matter.

Clark carefully put the key around his neck, and then formally thanked Abi: "I will definitely cherish it, thank you very much."

……

The adults were talking about business, but Damian, who came out with Morgan, was not so patient.

Because Morgan rushed into the bookstore immediately and bought history books and some esoteric science and technology books. Fortunately, she brought a driver, otherwise she would have been overwhelmed by her small body.

He followed Morgan impatiently and rolled his eyes, "Why are you buying those useless things? Do you understand?"

Morgan, who was underestimated, gave him a roll of his eyes and said, "Do you think I am you? I am a Stark. Do you know what a Stark is?"

This surname is indeed very popular in the original world, but in the parallel universe where Avengers do not exist at all, it is not so convincing.

Damian narrowed his eyes. His stinky personality made it really difficult for him to speak properly, "What? I've never heard of it. Where does this unknown name come from?"

His contemptuous tone made Morgan, who was proud of her father, intolerable. She stared at Damian with wide eyes, but she knew that there was indeed no Iron Man in this world, and she didn't know how to lose her temper for a moment.

Her little face turned red with anger, Damian paused, a little worried that she would cry in the next second.

If you cry on the street, it would be really troublesome.

But contrary to his expectation, Morgan did not cry. Instead, he raised his little hand and slapped Damian on the arm, "You are not allowed to say my last name like that! Stark is a great name!"

"If you don't respect my last name, then I will look down on Wayne!" Morgan was like an angry little beast, baring his not-so-sharp teeth to threaten people.

The threats spoken are not painful or itchy, and the bites may not even break the skin, but they look a little cute.

But think about it, if someone said "Wayne" was nothing special in a dismissive tone, Damian might...

Hold down the hand that wants to draw the knife.

Frowning in annoyance, Damian looked down at the little girl who only reached his shoulder, "Okay, it's my fault."

Not expecting Damian to apologize at all, Morgan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and whispered, "Dad said you have to be generous, so I forgive you."

Her big caramel-colored eyes looked around. Gotham's architecture was interesting. She had never seen anything like it before.

The color felt gray, and you could always see people staring at you with malicious intentions on the road. Morgan touched the bracelet on his wrist, feeling a little uneasy.

But Abi said that Damian would protect her.

Xiaohong hides quietly in her little bag, and if she encounters a real danger that even Damian can't handle, just shout Superman.

Morgan, who was relieved, suddenly glanced at the burger restaurant on the corner, pulled Damian and ran over, "I want a cheeseburger! With double cheese!"

……

The two little cats went shopping in harmony, and Murray turned into a small black fur ball no bigger than the palm of his hand, hanging upside down from the street lamp, staring at Morgan's every move.

In other words, Gotham is a city that has single-handedly increased the crime rate in the United States.

The clown appears.

Damian grabbed Morgan's arm and came to the alley, looking angrily at a group of people wearing clown masks on the street.

When did this guy escape from prison? !

Although Morgan didn't know what happened, seeing Damian's serious expression, he didn't say anything. He just silently opened the zipper of the small bag, always ready to let Xiao Hong out.

Seeing that something was wrong, Murray immediately flew behind the two people and walked over in human form.

Damian noticed the footsteps for the first time, quickly blocked Morgan behind him, and looked at the man approaching silently.

Murray glanced at Damian and immediately turned his attention to Morgan, "Miss Morgan, I am Murray, Abigail is my master, and the master ordered me to protect you."

He knelt down on one knee like a gentleman. His tall figure made him look graceful, and his golden beast eyes like Abi made Morgan take off his guard.

But Damian was not happy, "That woman asked me to protect her, and then she sent you?"

Bat Cub stared at Murray angrily, wanting to burn a hole in him.