Hero, you have crossed [Comprehensive Yingmei]

It makes sense.It must make sense.

But what if it doesn't make any sense?

Lucas' breathing became lighter and lighter, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.His mind was blank, neither joy nor fear.He felt at peace again.Total peace, total peace of mind.

This is completely different from the stability of the past, which was always mixed with self-destructive emotions.

For the first time since Greer was stabbed to death... the desire to survive surged into Lucas's body again.The completely cold murderous intent of the childlike joy made Lucas very excited, and he even suspected that he would have a nosebleed because of it.

But of course he didn't.

This young man with blond hair brushed back quietly appeared in the cold wind.There was still no expression on his face, only when he looked up at the room that belonged to Bruce Wayne, did he inadvertently reveal a little bit of wonderful longing and distress.

It's a pretty 'human' expression indeed.Rarely has Lucas looked so soft, so timid.It's a pity that the three most important men in his life were not present, otherwise he would definitely find out that he was abnormal at this time.

Lucas had gone to great lengths not to desire anything.He has long been aware of the difference between himself and Hernan.All the precious things in this world are within reach for them.Hernan can still be in awe after picking, but Lucas knows he is different.

In fact, he never confessed to anyone.He never dared to tell the truth that was buried deep in his heart.

Why did his biological mother, Darkseid's daughter Greer, die?Was that really an overdefense?Was it really because he had no choice but to do it unintentionally?

...Lucas has always been clear.No, that's not the case.

When he hadn't recalled all the things he used to be, when he was just a hybrid of a god and a devil...he also longed for Greer's reward, and he also longed for his mother's love.

But when he found out that could never be achieved.When he found out that Greer could never love him.When he finds out that he will never get what he wants - his instinctive reaction is to destroy.

He erased that woman from his life.He hadn't just stabbed her, he hadn't just strangled her mother, he hadn't just made sure she would never stand up again.

He hates her.Hate this woman who dared not love him.He hated her, hated this mother who regarded him as an ant and a tool.He didn't shed tears because it wasn't a sad thing for him at the time.

And when he finally recalled that he was just an ordinary human being, when he regained contact with those normal memories.Lucas finally understood - something went wrong with him.

The angry and cruel child never died, and the tyrant who must have everything he wanted was still hidden in his heart.Lucas knew what he was.He knew he was a beast, a monster.

...has he never changed?

No, not right.The same cannot be said.

Gotham's late autumn is really cold.Lucas exhaled a faint white breath one after another.If he was just a human being, the tip of his nose would probably have been frozen red.That would probably make him look pitiful and cute, coupled with this almost infatuated expression, he looked like a boy trapped in love.

He was still changed.

Lucas counted the slow beating of his own heart.He rubbed his fingers.

He has indeed been changed.By Hernan, by Bruce, by Lucifer.

In fact, the person he should thank most is Lucifer.If it hadn't been on his whim, if Lucifer hadn't allowed him to stay in the bar temporarily, he wouldn't have known Hernan either.

If Hernan hadn't always believed in him, protected him, and regarded such dark worms as his half body... Maybe he would have left the earth long ago, and would never have seen Maria's son in his life. Much like Vincent.

...and without Bruce, he would never have believed that he could still be in love—that he was capable of longing for a relationship.

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Lucas looked at the room that belonged to Bruce.He could hear the other's steady breathing.At this moment, he rarely envied Hernan.Seeing through is a very convenient ability...God knows how much he wants to see Bruce.Today has been a very… day for him.He really wanted to take a look at each other before leaving.

He rubbed his fingers again, and let out another breath.Lucas knew he could fly up and knock on the window.He can.

But it's not necessary.

He frowned slightly, and then showed a strange wry smile.

Yes, it's really not necessary.He will come back for sure, and he doesn't intend to die.

So it's unnecessary.

Lucas tilted his head. He took one last look at Wayne Manor, and re-flyed into the air reluctantly but resolutely.

He must go to Lucifer.

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"It's a boring story."

Lucifer gave a faint smile.He tilted his head, and gently stroked the back of the man's head on the chair with his slender fingers.This action is inexplicably ambiguous, coupled with the devil's smooth voice that is always smiling, it actually has a hypnotic effect.

The man on the chair, the son of Lzaya, Mister Miracle... He struggled against the drowsiness.He wanted to move and talk more, he was already trapped in this chair, but he was obviously not the enemy of Lucifer or Becca!

He is really a nice guy.In this world, he was not exchanged with Darkseid as a proton.Relying on his pure nature, or in other words, relying on the will of the world, Mister Miracle resolutely chose the former between justice and strength, and became the second new protoss to break with the Heavenly Father after Beka.

He is indeed not Lucifer's enemy.But it is definitely not Lucifer's friend or comrade-in-arms.

"My beloved stands in the way of the great Father. Even if he is only a child, even if he dare not have the slightest ambition."

"Hey, if he had a little self-motivation...it wouldn't be just a boring story."

Devil's regret is no fake.

"And this man, this brave, upright and kind man, is the most beloved son of the Heavenly Father, and the most beloved heir of the venerable Lzaya."

Lucifer's voice is still very gentle, his expression, his movements, and even his eyes are quite gentle.

"Of course, this doesn't change anything. It doesn't affect the situation at all. Don't mention that as long as Lzaya is still alive, he can continue to 'create' such outstanding young people. Just talk about Lzaya's ideals now. He will never feel that the heir What is the need for such a thing to exist?"

Lucifer's smile was almost sweet.His slender fingers just stroked the side of Mister Miracle's head at this moment.I don't know if it was the illusion of the quiet listener, but he always felt that the Demon King's movements seemed to be stagnant for a few seconds.

The audience didn't get anything wrong.Lucifer did pause time subconsciously. For such a brief moment, the long-lost anger and anger affected the emotions of the former archangel, making him want to insert his fingers into the brain of Mister Miracle, wanting to remove the most The head of the beloved son is given to the amiable and respectable father.

But he held back.Of course he held back.He is no longer the angel who can do whatever he wants.The anger and resentment of the past have been exhausted in the years of managing hell.He never thought that he would have a new anger because of something... This feeling is really nostalgic.

It made him sick with nostalgia.

"so."

When he spoke, Lucifer's smile remained unchanged.His crimson eyes were full of tenderness, but the audience subconsciously tightened their backs when they were watched.

In fact, he no longer had to be afraid of the Lord of Hell.Whether it is fighting or fleeing, he will not necessarily lose to the opponent.

……

But the audience doesn't want to gamble.He still has a reason to live.

"So, I have this idea..."

Lucifer tilted his head with a grin.He looked directly at the audience in the shadows.The knife he had chosen.

The Demon King's tone was still quite brisk.

"I want you to help me this time. I promise this will not be beyond your ability. And if you agree, then you can get your soul back for good."

The shadow moved slightly.His expression became a little sullen, but Lucifer was unmoved, and continued to speak steadily:

"Of course, you may be very puzzled or disdainful. There is nothing wrong with an incomplete soul, and it will basically not affect your continued life."

Speaking of this, the devil smiled strangely.His eyes made the audience in the shadows—and Loki felt weirdly uneasy.He felt that the other party seemed to see through something, and being seen through by a demon... the consequences would not be easy.

Loki was right.He really couldn't refuse Lucifer's deal.No matter how much he resisted and was unwilling, even if he hadn't even clearly realized that he could do this before, he still had this choice.

He gritted his teeth and made a decision.He will help with this.He can.

And Lucifer was not surprised.He propped up the head of Mr. Miracle who was in a 'sleep', as if he was playing with a not-so-fun toy.

The demon stared idly at the roof.Loki disappeared after agreeing... The space gem is really useful, and Lucifer became a little interested.But that interest quickly dissipated.

He was silent.This most beloved son of God, the master of hell, stared straight at the corner of the room without thinking about anything.It seems like a long time, and it seems like only a while.He showed a not-so-chic sneer.

He should have seen something.what witnessed.But he chose to ignore it without hesitation, and chose to let it go.He was going to pretend he didn't know anything about it.Because it wasn't necessary for his relationship with Lucas, with Hernan.

Then he waited quietly for a while.Waiting for a time when a young man who was troubled by love was tangled and hesitant.Then he waited for Lucas who came late.

Brat, heartless brat, little idiot.

The corner of Lucifer's mouth rose unconsciously.His red eyes came back to life, and there was a flash of some rather dangerous emotion, followed by an inexplicable sense of comfort.

"Hi, Lucas."

As usual, he greeted his friend with a smile.