All the superheroes I played are revived [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Hope, what is hope?

Dan could see bewilderment and grief on his face, as well as mad anger.Black energy gradually seeped out from under the skin. The people who had been guarding the old pastor gasped or screamed in horror, and the crowd who had been around the side instantly dispersed.There are a few pairs of eyes staring at him vigilantly from a distance, and there is absolutely no friendly meaning in those eyes.

It was the look of staring at the monster, the look of fear and rejection, which the old pastor had always hoped that young Dan could avoid.

Young Dan, surging with black energy, stood up on the ruins, and the scarlet sunset reflected on his face, casting an ominous shadow.

When Dan was eager to know the next development, the picture in front of him suddenly stopped, and then he rewound his memory back to a special afternoon as if he was pressed by someone to rewind.

On a sunny afternoon, young Dan was lying on the church tower basking in the sun and taking a nap like a lazy cat. Then he turned over on the warm cushion in the sun. The pastor picked it up: "I thought you would finish my prayers by my side, but you are sleeping here."

Young Dan yawned, with tears streaming down his face. He was picked up by the old pastor like a cat being held by the nape of its neck: "I'm not interested in how you grow flowers and grass." He raised his head, He squinted at the old pastor, "God favors you and has given you so much power. Shouldn't you use them rationally? What's the point of giving birth to flowers and plants? Doesn't your god think you're blaspheming His gift?"

The old pastor laughed out loud, which made the young Dan show a trace of resentment on his face. He felt like he was treated as a meow by the old pastor who failed as a scumbag, and instead was treated embarrassingly: "Why is this considered a blasphemy? You see Isn’t this flower beautiful? Isn’t this grass tough? Shouldn’t they be inferior to other life in the world?”

The old pastor put down Dan with his arms crossed and his chest full of displeasure, and pulled him to sit on the cushion together: "You don't like to watch me nourish flowers and plants, so I'll show you something else today. "

"You see, in so many myths of different systems, there is always a chapter that mentions how the Creator God created man. This is the most powerful creature in the world, and they may sometimes be so despicable that you feel so despicable. I hate you, but when they are kind and strong, even gods can subvert them—but today, I don’t want to talk to you about humans, I’m here to talk to you about gods.”

The old pastor stood up: "In all myths, besides the Supreme God of Creation, there are always various other gods. They carry out the will of the Supreme God and help the Supreme God to guard the world. Their existence is not just as simple as the agent. They are the pillars of the myth, the cornerstones."

"But how to create such a god?"

Young Dan wrinkled his white and tender face: "Why are you telling me this, you can create gods?"

"It's not difficult, isn't it? Whether it's flowers, humans, or gods, they all owe their appearance to 'birth'. This is what I want to teach you. You are born with such power, but you don't understand it correctly. Use it." The old pastor sat down beside the young Dan, "When you first arrived, your body was mutilated due to injuries, and your power leaked out. I used the power of God to block your loss of power and fill you up. Leakage of the wound."

"Then you might as well think about it, if this kind of existence that can fill your wounds and lock your power from leaking out can be shaped and made into a closed container-we set rules, all power that crosses this membrane It can only enter and cannot exit; all the power stored in it will become the source of power to drive it - so we have created a container that can invite God to descend, in other words, a container that can accommodate soul, faith and power container."

"We might as well call this container a statue. In most cases, people who want to ask for a visitation use realistic materials to build statues, whether it's clay, lime or metal, like the statue of the archangel in the church." The old pastor looked at the involuntarily focused eyes of the young Dan, and laughed, "But the idol cast with the power of faith is far stronger than the one cast with real materials. It can be tough, sharp, and can present any image. The shape you want, as long as you focus enough and shape it carefully."

"When you don't have a specific goal, the quality of the statue depends on the expectations of the shaper. If you think he should be evil, the statue will show a hideous appearance; if you think he should be the Son of Light, Because of this belief, the idol may even greatly increase its ability to absorb light, providing the basic physical conditions for those who are about to enter it to be able to manipulate the light."

"For this reason, there is one of the biggest problems in the image of a god made with faith - is your belief strong enough to shape it? Is it pure enough? Can you guarantee that you are thinking about it wholeheartedly without any distractions when shaping it? , add other unnecessary things to it? If the container is shaped without a specific goal, and you only pour your own power and consciousness into it, making it your puppet, then there is no problem with this flaw.”

"But if you want to put a soul in it, but you can't make the deity fit into the soul—that would separate and repel the deity from the soul, and the soul would not be able to use any of the deity's intrinsic abilities or the power stored within. "

Seeing that the boy Dan Bainen's face was wrinkled again, the old pastor put it in a simpler way: "For example, you want to use your beliefs to build a statue of God. If your beliefs are not in place, it means that you don't understand God's teachings enough. , then the god you molded with faith will be very small, very small. It may be as small as a thumb, and it may not even be as big as a grain of pollen."

"Of course, in other words, it will also change with the deepening of your cognition and understanding of God's teachings. The closer the image you want to create in your belief is to the body, the closer the image you create will be to the body. .”

"Now."

"You know how to make a god. So what's the next step?"

The old pastor raised the cross on his chest: "If you are asking the gods to descend, the gods descending into the statues themselves have power, and the only thing that limits its power is the quality of the gods. But if you want to create gods—then you It needs to be given faith."

"Faith - this is the easiest way to create gods. If you read Greek mythology, you will see many stories of the gods in order to compete for faith and launch a war of gods - of course, I am not saying that those stories must be It is true, but it is true that faith is the easiest way to create gods."

"So... use faith to create a god image, put souls in it, and infuse faith, so that you can create a god?" Young Dan folded his arms, "You mean, let humans become gods? ——Your Heavenly Father Why haven't you punished your disrespectful lies?"

"—Maybe he is saving the world, maybe he thinks so too?" The old pastor shrugged, "When you first came to the church, I lent you my power and shaped your current body A body. But this body is good for magic, good for divine power - it has no affinity for any unnatural power. I think it's time for you to try to create a new one for yourself - a container."

Young Dan jumped up from the cushion and said in shock: "Me? Shape the container? I thought what you just said was just your inference—delusion—what? Are you really teaching me again? Teach me how to... ...creating gods?"

"Just take it as it is? Now, try it out. You are the best material, after all, you are now being put in a container." Compared with the surprise of the young Dan, the old priest leaning on the cushion was rather surprised. Appearing very indifferent, he lightly patted the boy Dan on the cheek, and motioned the boy Dan to recall how he put on this elf-like shell.

"But—you're not saying that if you don't shape yourself like yourself, your body will lose its strength, or it will become as big as pollen..." When young Dan thought of the latter possibility, he felt that this was unreliable. I don't want to be like that. Besides, I don't even know who I am, I don't have any memory of my past, I don't know how I got here on Earth—”

"Well." The old pastor's gaze was inclusive and peaceful, "You don't need to know. There is no other existence in this world who is more suitable for a god than you. As I said, you are special-trust me, no matter what kind of god you are It'll all suit you, and you won't get as big as pollen—unless you want to."

"Do you know who I am?" Young Dan stopped to blow his hair.

"Of course, it's just that it's not the time to say it yet. You choose the memory to be sealed, so the only person who is qualified to open it is yourself." The old pastor said here, sighed, "Believe me, if you know everything , maybe you wish you could remember everything later—for peace—”

"Peace is the rarest treasure in this world."

"When you think of everything, it's time for the final battle."

"...I don't want to fight, and I don't want to fight, I just want to stay in peace—at most I can tolerate your noise." Young Dan sat down again, pretending not to care for a while, then turned his face away , "So who the hell are you?"

"You can think that God foresaw everything, so I have the current mission-to tolerate you jumping around in my church, sleeping on my knees. The commandments of the seven virtues teach people to be temperate-" the old man The pastor reached out and tapped the forehead of the young Dan, who had slammed his head on his knee and continued to bask in the sun.

"Oh, I don't know anything else, but at least I know I'm definitely not human." The boy Dan covered his head.

"..." The old pastor shook his head, and continued to knock on the young Dan's forehead, "At least practice what I taught you today, and let me see what your reshaped container looks like."

"Oh—that's not okay. Not today, I haven't figured it out yet." The young Dan said happily, "If I can fit in no matter what the container is made of—then I must be the world, oh no, the universe—— Oh no no, the prettiest of all things that exist and that don't exist. Get it? The prettiest one!"

"I want you to know how to use the power of 'birth' instead of your appearance—I remember you didn't pursue your appearance like this when you first came to Earth?" The old pastor showed a surprised and confused expression, wanting to The words stopped for a while, and he still sighed helplessly, and said indulgently to the boy Dan who had obviously deviated from his goal, "I'm looking forward to it."

…………

When Dan was still taking lessons with the young Dan, the temple became a mess again because of him.

Everyone was already at a loss when they saw Dan's cloak fluttering suddenly and disconnected suddenly. Tony raised his hand and asked the AI ​​housekeeper to perform a scan. Hormone-like crazy growth, the originally slender vines swelled to be as thick as the pillars, and the color changed from light green to deep.

Tony swooped down to the little ones who were still sitting on the sofa without hesitation, and the battle armor quickly wrapped up the combination during the sprint.He raised his hand and sent all the people on the sofa who could throw and push into the castle. He lifted the castle that scared him out of the foundation, stood up and ran away, and rushed out of the room. He slammed the door shut hard.

"When I told the little princess that I couldn't watch the screening with her, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen!" Tony heard the door and even the wall behind him cracking, and turned his head to look. The green vines had already pierced the door of the room, "Oh my God! Loki, are you sure Dan is not some sort of flower god or spring god?"

Tony rushed out of the corridor, and faced the oncoming mages.

"What happened?" Wang Chong was the first to block Tony with his hand, "The temple's alarm has sounded again."

"Uh, we'd better leave now, or you'll soon find out what happened—" Before Tony finished speaking, vines grew all the way, and the voice of crushing and destroying all obstacles around quickly became louder and louder. getting closer.

"I heard the police—" Doctor Strange stepped out of the transmission circle, and saw the green rushing out of the corridor at a glance, "What the hell is this!"

Wang turned around decisively: "Back!"

Huge vines rushed out of the corridor crazily. The mages picked up the magic weapon and cut off the vines, but instead let the cut vines take root, and grow second and third new vines.Tony raised his hand and fired a palm cannon at the swarming vines. After the cannon fire exploded, most of the thick vines hugged by two adult men were burned, but before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the burned part was gone. The pearly white mist quickly appeared and returned to its original state.

"Loki??" Doctor Strange quickly drew a teleportation circle at the entrance of the corridor, ensuring that all the newly grown vines would only flow into the heavy snow in Mount Everest, "Didn't he fully recover?"

A window was pushed open in the middle of the castle, and Loki leaned against the window: "Impossible, it's not that you don't know who he is, this shouldn't be his power at all!"

"It's strange enough that he can resurrect us!" Doctor Strange flew into the room where Loki was, and closed the window, "In his capacity, he shouldn't 'resurrect' us, but should be' Restoring' us. You know what I mean? Restoration is just manipulating the timeline, but what he did wasn't going back in time for us to restore, but - he gave us a whole new life, which was 'birth' The power of God, if I'm not confused, it should be God's."

"..." Loki replayed the recent memories about Dan in his mind, "Wait, do you still remember that when Dan entered the dark dimension of Dormammu, he said that he knew the Bible and how to pray? Said that God acted under his prayers? Where is your time stone? Can't you see the past? Can you see if Dan has come into contact with God-related people after he arrived on Earth?"

"..." Doctor Strange tried it, "It's still the same as before, I can only see how Dan fell to the earth, and looking back, I jumped directly to Dade Star Wars."

Loki: "There must be something God did in the middle, and that's the only reason why not even the Chrono Stone can trace Dan's past back."

Doctor Strange folded his arms and chest: "As I said last time, I don't like having too many enemies to deal with at once. Tell me God will not be one of our enemies, otherwise I choose to spend my life peacefully The last few days."

"No. This is not a matter of the universe. This is the common survival of the infinite universe. God will not be our enemy. Maybe He did this to help... Otherwise, it cannot explain the way Dan resurrected us, nor why Dan It’s not because of his memory and determination of strength…” Loki paused, skipping the word, “but this is the case. During the time that you can’t reach, He must have found a way for Dan to get The power of birth—or at least how to use it.”

Loki opened the window and looked at the vines that were still growing crazily on the opposite side of the teleportation array: "Otherwise we can't explain this."

"Okay." Doctor Strange turned around and looked out the window. The teleportation circle suppressed the vines and continued to move in the direction of Tony and the mages.

Doctor Strange and Loki looked at the window for a while: "..."

Doctor Strange: "..."

Doctor Strange: "What are we doing standing here? See how these vines grow?"

Loki glanced at Doctor Strange: "Otherwise? You can also cut something from the basket. After all, it's full of power. Even if you don't use it yourself, you can sell it for a good price—"

Loki just sneered casually, but before he finished speaking, Strange was rushed out of the window by a red cloak and excitedly ran towards the vines, Strange also shouted: "Take the container, anyone A container that can seal power, now, right now!"

Loki's eyes widened slightly, watching the mages rush out quickly, then rushed back with all kinds of strange containers, led by Strange, rushed towards the vines that were far away from him. Bravely wielding all kinds of magic weapons, cutting a piece of the vine, sealing it in a container, cutting a piece and sealing it, like a group of hungry and crazy refugees, struggling to scrape the bark.

Look at Wang's eyes piercing, waving a knife and taking the lead in cutting with the most vigor...

They're not starving.

...should be poor and crazy.

The more and faster the magic weapon was cut, the more pearly white mist gushed out.Everyone saw that the vines were healing faster and faster, and they cut them more vigorously. They were almost imagining the slogan of labor. They were among the sea of ​​vines, like hardworking farmers, harvesting leeks collectively in full swing.

Wang raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and looked lovingly at the container in his hand: Ah, I smell the stench of dollar bills.

"Ok?"

A mage suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

Wang quickly withdrew his eyes from looking at the dollar bills, and was about to ask, when he heard surprised voices from the mages around him one after another. He just stretched out his hand to wave away the pearly white mist that was rushing towards his hand, when he saw just now Harvested a vine, healed quickly where the mist was thickest, and—

A flower bud the size of a baby's fist was born.

"Huh?" Wang narrowed his eyes in confusion, leaned down slightly, and was about to check what was going on with the buds and whether they were suitable for harvesting.

"Bah~"

The buds opened the moment his face approached, and the golden pollen sprayed all over his face, and it was caught off guard and sucked into his nasal cavity, which made him tilt his head and sneezed suddenly.

With such effort, he saw clearly the sleeping one in the bud...

What should she call it or what should she call it?

She has a petite figure the size of a thumb, exquisite facial features, hair the same color as flower petals, and a pair of transparent and beautiful wings growing on her back.

"What-what-situation?" Tony almost dropped the castle in his hand, "What is this, little flower fairy?! Oh my god, Sissy, I have to call Sissy, my god!"

Iron Man instantly put down the castle that was still in his hand just now: "Quick, quick, is it recorded? Call Sissy immediately—"

AI Butler: "Sir, Miss Sissy is still at the cinema, I don't think she can answer your call for the time being."

Tony rushed to the side of a flower bud, watched the flower bud tremble under his eyes, and then popped open, and a little fairy who lost her balance and fell out of the flower chattered from inside: "Oh! ——Oh my God. She has the same eyes as Sissy." Tony caught the imprudent little fairy who fell down, put his hand on the side of the flower, and sent the little flower fairy back into the flower bone, "Sissy will be very sorry, This is the little flower fairy she likes to fantasize about the most. What's going on here?"

"..." Doctor Strange, who was not as novel or excited about this matter as other mages, looked at the little flower fairy in front of him who flapped his wings and flew to the tip of his nose with arms folded, and said dryly, "I'm very excited too. I want to know, it may be because Dan's ability is too strong."

Doctor Strange: "Hey, listen, there's no way I'm going to pay you, understand?"

Doctor Strange: "You, and your companions, I can't raise them!"

Doctor Strange: "...don't look at me like that."

Doctor Strange: "..."

Doctor Strange: "..."

Doctor Strange: "Shit, do you think I'll feel guilty about this?!"

Doctor Strange: "...Well, what do you eat to fill your stomachs, nectar? Pollen?"

So, when Dan finally woke up, looked in amazement at the giant vines that only appeared in fairy tale movies around him, and had to circle around from the window before returning to the corridor, what he saw was a group of mages who should have been serious and restrained Ladies and gentlemen, with all kinds of flowers on their heads, cheerfully hugging... the little flower fairy...?

He looked back stiffly at the already dim sky outside the window, and felt that he should not have slept for several years, at most he would have slept through the whole day—why did even Xiao Huaxian appear? !

"What's going on?" Dan looked in shock at Loki, who had already left the castle, and watched with disdain that the people in the atrium performed a mental performance on a group of weak and useless little flower fairies.

"Isn't this caused by your ability? You should remember." Loki lowered his arms, "Your power recovery should unseal your memory."

"I..." Dan took a deep breath and looked around. There was a pile of morning glory on Wang Zheng's head, trying to persuade the little flower fairy born in front of him to stop using magic to "decorate" his hair, "I just didn't expect that There are consequences like this."

He looked at the entrance of the corridor at the other end, where a group of mages were pointing at a teleportation circle that was still open: "Is Stephen driving the magic circle? Where did it go?"

"Mount Everest." Loki saw a mage stretch his feet into the transmission circle, and after a while he rushed out tremblingly with his head full of snow holding something. It was a little fairy covered in icy blue. Obviously, the environment in which he grew up had caused him to mutate to a certain extent.

"It's not important. Look at how desperate these mages are, these little things will always be raised by someone." Loki grabbed Dan who wanted to go to the little guys created by Kangkang himself, "Don't forget, now It's already evening. We have two plays to play."