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How to choose?

Tim Hunter looked at the giant warrior of God, Oracles, thinking hard. He didn't know which way was the right way, or that there was no right way at all.

Is Chen Yu correct? Is it wrong for Black Adam to want to control time and change history?

So what is magic?

Tim couldn't help but look at the authority-like wooden staff he held in his hand. It was a weapon that absorbed magic power, and it was also a special key to the Rock of Eternity. It was even connected to the Divine Realm, and whether it was the Rock of Eternity or the The gods, their ultimate origins are all tied to magic.

It can create and destroy. It once gave human ancestors like Oracles extraordinary strength and wisdom. It will also backfire on the entire world and bring about the ultimate doomsday.

Isabella said that magic is not a miracle, just like hope, it can be a deception that quenches thirst by drinking poison, or it can be a light that brings new life. It is a lie, just like the false prophecy that you deceive yourself that you will have a good day every time you open your eyes. It is the self-deception that keeps you alive.

"You have to make a choice, magician." Oracles is still waiting, "You have such power, and you are here, you have witnessed magic with your own eyes, you can't go back to your original life again, You just have to keep moving forward. Win or die."

Tim was a little scared, but he quickly turned his head to look in the direction where Black Adam disappeared with firm eyes.

There must be some kind of trap there. Black Adam is very cunning. He has not lost yet. He is luring me into the trap. But... what trap did he prepare? What is he going to do? Did he really think I was going to follow him like an idiot? Or does he think I will eventually choose to side with him?

No! This is so difficult! I'm just a kid! Why should I make such a difficult choice between these adults?

If magic is all a lie, then perhaps none of what anyone says can be trusted! None of these paths are the path I want to take!

Tim frowned and gripped the stick harder.

Wait...a lie?

What would Isabella do?

Tim's mind flashed to Isabella's slick face that didn't care about anything, but there was a certain unshakable firm belief in her eyes, that was the only spear that fixed the bottom line, that It is also her own thoughts that she hides.

Her ego.

The key is not magic, not other people, but your own heart.

choose?

Tim scratched his chin, and he suddenly smiled exactly like Isabella.

Oracles noticed the sudden change in the boy in front of him. He watched Tim raise his head, and he watched the boy push up his round glasses calmly and calmly.

"What if there is a third way?" Tim said with an extremely confident smile.

Oracles' dark eyes like the starry sky shone with doubt. He tilted his head slightly. He didn't know what Tim was thinking. He just noticed that Tim seemed to be different now.

It was as if the last part of Tim's chain no longer existed. He was no longer a puppet played by fate, but he was still a mortal.

This is something that Oracles has never felt, because he has been a slave of the gods from the beginning. Everything he did in his life was done under the arrangement of the gods, even his failure. Oracles was just a link in the old destiny. He had seen it all, and he had fought against it, but he failed. His reckless peek into the future led to doomed destruction. At this point, he began to flee, and finally numbly handed himself over to the Xitar people, handing him over to the shackles of fate that he could not escape from.

But the seemingly frail boy in front of him got something that Oracles, the immortal god who could travel through time and space, couldn't get.

"There has never been a third way." Oracle said quietly.

"That's because I haven't opened it up yet!" Tim's smile became more confident, and his eyes shone with unprecedented hope. "I am a magician, aren't I? I can create this miracle!"

"Magic is not a miracle." Oracle said solemnly.

"Of course! Of course magic is not a miracle!" Tim looked at the white lightning shining on the top of the wooden stick, "I'm talking about the miracles I created! I want to deceive the magic itself! Defeat lies with lies!"

Oracles was stunned.

What a lie!

And Tim is just a human being.

But for some reason, Oracles suddenly believed the arrogant declaration of the young man in front of him.

Even though Oracles knew that from this moment on, what Tim said was a lie.

But it is also an extremely sweet hope.

……

"We're almost there, Titi!" Coralion, who had turned into a Hori monster, was extremely excited and ran wildly in the dark passage. The strange smell of engine oil and magic that he smelled became stronger and stronger. He knew that he was about to reach his destination.

The closer he got, the more hungry Corlarion's instinct was.

Another fragile mirror, they are all illusory barriers covering up the reality. Every time Corlarion smashes a mirror, it leaves behind the Hori's deadly virus, which he makes a part of himself, and he turns the entire hidden space into a siege.

A cage that traps the enemy.

There are more and more silver cables underground, and they are tangled together, like countless pythons converging in the same direction.

And Corlarion finally saw more mirrors replacing the dark and monotonous rock walls around them. With the invasion of the Hori monsters, the metal skulls inside them gradually turned into the weird faces of the Hori monsters. big plush face.

The whistle suddenly sounded from far away to near.

Corlarion also heard the sound of metal hitting metal, as if there was a railroad track at the end of the passage and a train was preparing to leave here.

This may be the magic train leading to the Rock of Eternity. It is hidden here, in the secret lair where the enemy is located, in this space that is very similar to the spiritual realm.

...We are here...Brother Coralion...be careful...we must kill him with one blow...

Corlarion neighed. He very much agreed with what Titi said. They are now the best hunters. Of course, he will not let the prey escape from his fingers.

The final mirror is extremely huge, like a whole diamond-shaped wall, and the field of vision is now widened. Reflected by the surrounding silver-white mirrors, those intricate cables converge into a tower like a stagnant waterfall. On the other side of the tower One end is connected to the only metal skull in the huge mirror.

What's left is a hive-like cocoon room. They are completely embedded in the mirror, and they piece together like the pieces of a puzzle to form the final mirror.

or……

The huge smile on Corlarion's face suddenly froze, because he had a bad premonition, and he began to think about the mirrors and cables he had seen along the way.

A piercing low whistle sounded extremely uncomfortable. They moved from far to near, and then from near to far away, like a whole swarm of insects flying around Corlarion.

Corlarion stopped, the colorful hair on his body exploded in vigilance, and the big forked tail also stood up.

…Those mirrors…Those mirrors are those metal skeletons…They are so tiny…Countless metal skeletons make up those mirrors…

"I saw it!" Corlarion's high-pitched voice was like a low roar. When he arched his body and showed off his huge sharp claws, he had already seen that the surface of the huge mirror had become turbid and dark, and countless silver-white Mountains of light surged like a tsunami from top to bottom.

…They change…They take our power…They copy us…

Titi also became restless in Corlarion's consciousness. He knew that they were now trapped in a huge trap, and their little cleverness actually locked themselves into a cage from which they could not escape.

And those enemies have been waiting for this opportunity. They copied the Horui monsters and made all the metal skeletons evolve.

Now, Coralion finds that what they have to face is an endless swarm of tiny Hori monsters!

"What are they?" Corlarion had already begun to wave his claws. The violent power of the Hori monster destroyed countless copies, but more copies came one after another.

This reminded Corlarion of the Xitars who attacked Limbo.

But these monsters are not Xitars at all, or...

"Oh my God..." Corlarion's four cat eyes widened, and he had a bold and very unfortunate guess.

Those Xitars who entered reality and began to engulf the entire world were all clones, and the real Xitars had long been destroyed by some strange existence. Those enemies only wanted information from the Sitars. Now, these metal skeleton-like beings had replaced the Sitars, and they were about to replace Coralion.

They have always known that Corlarion has the blood of the Xitar people, and that he even has power that surpasses the Xitar people.

What they have always wanted is the Hori monster, and the part of the life force that Coralion captured.

...Run...Brother Coraline...

Titi screamed.

But the surging silver-white waves converged into a twisted metal skeleton that covered most of the space. They were photographed, and they wanted to annihilate and take away everything that belonged to Corlarion.

Corlarion opened his mouth wide, he had nowhere to hide, and his eyes reflected the terrifying giant grinning face of the metal skeleton.

At this moment, Corlarion seemed to hear a sound, a strange sound made of electricity.

... Ants cannot destroy my plan... I should have eliminated you as a disturbing factor... I am still in control of the overall situation... No one can stop me from defending all knowledge... For knowledge... all costs will be Worthy...and all creation will know...my great deeds...

Before being swept into the whirlpool by the silver wave, Corlarion saw a chair emitting dark blue light, and a man was sitting in the chair, his eyes flashing with a cold and ruthless light.

……

Those mirrors?

Hal Jordan looked at the strange things excavated from the rock wall in great surprise. He could see the head of a silver-white metal skull in the mirror.

It looked familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere, or maybe it had appeared on the wanted list of Oa Star...

"Brainiac..." Hal thought of that weird alien name.

Yes, this skull head is one of the mechanical bodies of Brainiac's artificial intelligence.

But why is this bastard here?

"You found me." Brainiac suddenly spoke in the mirror.

Hal immediately clenched his fists. With the slight fluctuation of his thoughts, several machine guns appeared next to his arms, and several muzzles were pointed at the mirror.

"Don't waste your time, Hal Jordan. This is just a little easter egg I left in the tampered system. When it is activated, it will disappear quickly, but you will know the truth. This is what I am doing." The reason here." Brainiac said calmly and hollowly in the mirror, "Remember, we have all been deceived, this is a huge net, and the guy who unfolds this net is about to surpass everything, he will even Darkseid was kept in the dark, and he also used Odin. My failure and your failure in the parallel reality of 1979 were all caused by him. He led us all to Earth, the arrogant Seth. So does Nisto.”

Hal frowned. He couldn't believe Brainiac, because this artificial intelligence was an arrogant and evil bastard. He destroyed countless worlds and even destroyed the planet where he was created. He treated everyone as a collection. , he is just a thief, a criminal who must be brought to justice.

"I know what you are thinking. My calculations lead me to believe that I must help you to achieve my goal. Hal Jordan, the activation of this easter egg means that I have fallen into dormancy and my body will not be destroyed. The premise is that the multiverse is still alive." Brainiac continued, "So, let go of your prejudices, you can't destroy me. And once I am destroyed, you will also find that the multiverse has been destroyed long ago. You Do you want to come back to Earth? Do you want to win, Hal Jordan?"

Hal's clenched fists unclenched again.

His prison life was not spent in desolation. He learned tolerance and thinking as Sinestro always talked about.

"I'm listening, Metal Head!" All the machine guns created by Hal with the green light ring disappeared.

"From now on, remember every word I say, I will mark a secret passage leading to the back door for you." Brainiac said, "There, you can..."

"Backdoor? What kind of computer system do you think this is?" Hal interrupted Brainiac's story in confusion.

"Of course, this is the neural network of thought, which is a special copy." Brainiac explained patiently.

"A clone of what?" Hal asked.

"The consciousness of the entire creation, the thought of God." Brainiac said, "the origin of life. But it is still just a copy. It needs a carrier and a chance to become a real all-encompassing thought. "

"Me?" Hal thought of Sinestro's subtle process of guiding him to obtain all the power of will to become a Parallax Monster, and his plan to assemble all the other groups and defraud all the lamp furnaces.

That seems to be inextricably related to the conspiracy Blacknia is talking about now.

"Yes, only the strongest willpower can control the power of life without being overwhelmed by the vast collective unconscious." Blacknia said, "You are the carrier and also the lamb to be slaughtered. You will destroy it with your own hands. After all life becomes the nourishment of new creation, you will become the cornerstone of the fifth world and lose all self."

Hal was silent. He was not afraid. Instead, he smiled.

"Tell me, what should I do, Metal Head!" Hal clenched the hand with the green light ring again, "Don't play tricks! Otherwise, I swear, I will find you and crush you to death with my own hands!"

"Of course, Hal Jordan." Blacknia said calmly, "We are allies in the same boat now."