The end game [Zhongyingmei]

After greeting his uncle friendly, Gabriel looked away.

The archangel's facial expression became hard again, like a cold and clean marble statue, perfect but extremely far away.

—————— Are you ready?

Gabriel touched Sisley's wrist with his fingertips.

------It doesn't matter!

Sisley immediately responded enthusiastically with consciousness.

This communication was made extremely secretive, and it seemed to the outside world that it only lasted a few tenths of a second.

With a sound of "crash", the wings that the archangel had hung down just now to cover the girl opened suddenly, and Sisley, who was hiding under his wings, was enveloped by the overwhelming holy light, and lost consciousness in an instant.

"........."

Gabriel firmly caught the soft and slipping body, while secretly tilting his own weight, worrying about the feeling of lightness in his arms, he solemnly handed the body back into the arms of Earl Gray.

The flames had disappeared from the gods and Earl Grey, but the cages that trapped those monsters were far from stopping burning.

Clark stiffened and clenched his fists uncomfortably as Gabriel approached step by step.

The seraph was almost the same height as him, and Clark even thought it would be taller—he had never seen a paler, more beautiful, and more creepy creature than the archangel.

"...What are you going to do?"

Just looking at the blue-purple eyes of the other party, Clark returned to the time when the other party squeezed his fist with pain, and even wanted to break his arm.

It's not so much malice as it is indifference.

【... Not only for him, but also for this world, because of the absolute power he possesses, he will not pay attention to anything. 】

【………The purity he thinks is pure, and the filth he judges is filth. 】

Facing the unresponsive atmosphere, the god on earth suddenly opened his eyes wide when he passed by the archangel.

This sudden thought made Clark freeze up.

The fists hanging by his sides tightened more and more, and his whole arm trembled slightly, until the sound of Earl Gray's footsteps interrupted his contemplation.

The gray-haired man held the sleeping girl in his arms, and sat down tiredly on the seat of the bumper car.

Even when he felt Clark's overly clear gaze, the other party still did not meet his gaze, but focused on Sisley who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, with those tender green eyes lowered. , with a calm and gentle expression.

To be honest, Clark was not surprised by the fighting power displayed by the "Earl Gray", because when he first met the Bat Cub, his super vision told him the grey-haired man's terrifying muscle explosiveness.

The human being hidden under the seemingly thin and elegant shirt and vest is completely in the physical state of Batman, and may have reached the limit of human beings.

And he————

Clark thought serenely: Fuck, he's completely screwed up the mission Batman gave him.

What better way to show a "screw up" than when you secretly "investigate" a character object and rush to appear in front of the other party?

Not only failed to investigate the unusual aspects of the grey-haired man "Earl Gray", he even failed to protect Batman's cherished daughter, and let her fall into such a predicament, get injured, and even have a relationship with a super high school-level super dangerous person Had close contact.

Thinking of this, Clark sighed in a very low voice, "..."

The plan of being fully reimbursed for the day's expenses or asking the other party to say "thank you" is completely bankrupt.

The well-planned plan turned into such a ghost, he actually didn't intend to go back to the shadows, but simply stood at the place where a hole was punched by the archangel, from which he could bask in the sunlight of the outside world, trying to survive in this indifferent and ruthless world. The society draws the last trace of warmth.

In the sunlight, Superman's mentality also gradually stabilized, and the false serenity turned into real serenity, until a creepy howl broke the quiet air in the arena again.

Clark: "!!!"

Superman's pupils trembled in fright, and Earl Gray, who was dozing not far away, also opened his eyes, and immediately covered Sisley's ears.

"Uh——ah!" The voice was intermittent and extremely piercing, as if gurgling blood was choking out along the throat, "Ah—ah——————"

yes………

Is it the doll in the flames just now?

Clark stared inexplicably at the raging flames that were obviously wrapped in something, and the Kryptonian couldn't help shivering slightly even though the sun was pouring on him warmly.

—————The expression of the archangel is really unmoved to the point of horror.

Clark didn't even doubt that if he dared to take a step closer at this moment, the side of the doll would be transformed into a happy hometown of Kryptonians without hesitation by the archangel.

From those thin, perfectly lined lips, two words were spoken calmly; Gabriel's voice was as ruthless as the listener's instinctively fascinated.

"filthy."

Amidst the heat and stench of burning, the ghosts and ghosts disappeared one after another.

Only the doll as Pandora's Box kept screaming, begging for mercy, cursing at times, and laughing wildly at other times.

Its hideous rag hair twisted and tangled like a snake in the flames, and its button eyes gleamed malevolently, almost as if the soul of a real human being lay within rather than a manufactured ghost.

"help me!"

The doll laughed and cried, "Come with me! I'm so hot! Help me! Come with me, come with me, come with me—"

With a "click", the loud breaking sound came again, pulling Superman back from the strange world who had fallen into a trance for no reason.

The control over the limbs seems to have returned to his body again, Clark's eyelashes trembled, and across the field of vision, the beautiful and cruel creature seemed to look back at him silently, with eyes still full of hatred mean.

"...Did you read it wrong?"

Looking into those gorgeous blue-purple eyes, Clark's heart stopped beating. He silently took another step back and hovered for a while, letting his whole face be bathed in the sunlight, as if he had washed his face with hot water by the way.

That's why he didn't feel anything. Gabriel just put a third blessing on his head.

—————Even Sisley, who was dressed in angel skin, felt unbelievable for such an efficient blessing destruction speed.

Under the influence of the six-star props and the oracle, the wooden doll in the raging flames had completely burnt out some kind of strange link, and became a dying Pandora's box, and even the lid was forced to be closed.

"filthy."

Gabriel repeated flatly, making an upward gesture.

There was a sound of flames, and the leap was higher than at any moment just now.

"Ah! Woohoo..."

As the flames intensified relentlessly, the ugly doll suffocated in the flames and cried, "Ah..."

It can only make a very weak sound at best, and the power that tempted the god of the world to walk in just now has completely disappeared. It can be said that it is so weak that it is at the mercy of others.

With this degree of burning, even Gabriel can play with it at will... However, the archangel has no such plan.

[Synchronization degree of the wings of the holy spirit: 50%]

Gabriel lowered his eyes, his blue eyes gradually darkened, like the terrifying sky before the storm.

Sisley, who was leaning on Earl Gray's arms, felt the fear of the cpu being overused, and quietly developed a low fever in the dream.

"my child………"

The voice approached the archangel's ear, where he repeatedly emphasized in an irresistible gesture, "Destroy, the evil sound you heard...!"

The oracle was hot, burning Gabriel's skin close to his heart, even through the white robe, such a thin cloth still had no effect.

From Clark's perspective, the archangel's eyes suddenly went blank, his arms hovered, and froze terribly.However, this state only lasted for two or three seconds, and the archangel's expression gradually recovered.

"...?"

Immediately, the god of the world felt a strong sense of ominousness for the blank expression left on that beautiful face.

In an instant, Gabriel smashed through the ceiling of the bumper car stadium again just like when he came here, and flew towards the tallest Ferris wheel in the park.

Clark's heart almost jumped out of his shock, he jumped up from the position just now, closely following the dangerous creature that was shuttled in the sun.

Perhaps because the power used this time is extraordinarily rich, the time for the final urging of the oracle is getting shorter and shorter.

The power was accumulating in Gabriel's empty palm, and in those old, yellow and green carriages, even under the Ferris wheel itself, there was a malice that would make the archangel angry.

At the moment when he saw these amusement facilities, Gabriel, whose brain began to sink into chaos, found the direction to release the target.

————Have you given angelic blessings to everyone below?

————— Set up.

[No one will be injured in this move. 】

Sisley in angel skin came to a conclusion.

"........."

When Clark arrived in a hurry, he happened to meet the archangel indifferently looking down at the scene at his feet.

Almost half of the amusement park was closed due to the huge disaster he just created. The smoke and dust came, but the angel's robes were not even touched at all, but drifted away obediently.

As for the thing that just made such an earth-shattering sound———

The steel frame was deformed, lying in the shadow of smoke and dust in disorder. There was no heartbeat or breathing of a human being at the scene, because everyone had already shouted and fled before the Ferris wheel swayed and fell over.

And the archangel just lifted his gaze from his palm to Clark's face.

"The filth is everywhere."

Gabriel spoke.

Clark showed a trance look, and the archangel's wings suddenly spread, and flew leisurely towards the direction of the sun.

When Superman recovered from his daze, he had completely disappeared into the blue sky.

The smoke and dust still spread under Clark's feet, but with the final collapse of the metal facility, Clark could see clearly what had become of the place where the Ferris wheel used to stand———————

There was a huge, deep black hole in the ground.

The cold gas from the hole blew across his cheeks, and Clark's super vision swept over, unable to penetrate the darkness at the front of the hole.

God of the world: "..."

————— Gotham, as expected of you.

If he left this big hole alone, all the mentally ill, much ado about nothing, villains and drug addicts in Gotham City would think of various ways to escape here, and they would not give up until they thoroughly studied this hole.

At that time, Batman will work overtime in order to stop all rioters.

Batman's overtime means that Clark has no good fruit to eat.

He will face Batman's destructive cold face, bat cub's intense attack, and ubiquitous mission instructions. If he fails to complete, not only will he not hear "thank you", but he will also get a meaningful stare .

The cold wind blew past at this moment, blowing the smooth red cape behind Superman, and making him tremble slightly.

Clark finally realized soberly that once he came to Gotham, he had to learn to be strong and accept sadness once.

He looked at his hand, then at the deep and terrifying hole in the ground, and then turned his gaze to the upside-down and smashed ferris wheel.

Controlling his height, Clark lifted the lower part of the Ferris wheel with one hand, like an ordinary human spring walker carrying a thin, wilting sapling.

Turning the little tree over and studying it for a while, and finding the right end, the ordinary human spring walker took a breath, and forked the little tree into the pit to the end.

Under Clark's unremitting efforts, the supporting part of the Ferris wheel made a terrible "creaking" sound.

Together with the base, as soon as it fell down, it was forced back to its original position, even deeper than before.

——————Clark was afraid that this thing would fall down, so he even added an extra layer of resistance measures to its base, flew to the side of the Ferris wheel, observed the roundness and firmness of the boxes from left to right, stretched out A steel-like magic hand came out.

Five minutes later, Ferris Wheel No. 5, which was almost exactly the same as before, but a little shorter by more than ten centimeters, was freshly released.

Superman admired his work with satisfaction, while scanning the underground of the Ferris wheel again with his super vision.

—————Something completely blocked his vision, preventing him from prying more, he could only see the surface layer of the land, and the things inside were covered with a veil of mystery, refusing to let Superman see her true face.

[Batman should have the right to know about this. 】

While thinking this way, Clark took out the satellite phone and dialed the latter.

The phone rang and was quickly picked up.

"Hello?" Clark tried to sound lighter, "Bruce, today's been a long day."

"I can hear it."

In the study, Bruce leaned back in his chair and pressed his temples wearily.

Following Superman's gentle voice, the sound of the siren also passed through the earpiece far away, staying in front of Batman.

"There is a big hole under the Ferris wheel that even I can't fully observe."

Clark sighed clearly, and the strong wind blew across the phone receiver. He seemed to have moved to a quieter place, and the faint sound of the siren just now disappeared.

"Big hole?"

"I took a photo, Bruce, because I thought maybe you'd need it." There was a rustle on the other end of the phone, Superman's voice still quite steady.

"How did you find out?"

Bruce said in a deep voice while calling up the picture.

There was a sudden silence on the phone.

He waited patiently for five seconds, and sure enough, Superman's voice sounded again.

"I'm sorry, Bruce," Clark said uneasily.

—————— Batman's mind began to experience thirteen thousand times the way the world was destroyed by Superman.

"I failed to protect your daughter."

————— Batman didn't say a word, and a green coffin was outlined in his mind.

"She got stuck in a bumper car arena, and then, there were some..."

Clark couldn't help but get stuck when recalling this, "... some monsters kept crawling out of the darkness. There were more than 40 people in the venue, and I had to let them escape first, and then check her situation. Her hand had been punctured by a doll before that, but she's fine now because the wound healed quickly—"

—————— Batman stopped imagining the green coffin and the process of Superman destroying the earth [-] times, and instead caught the point of Clark's words.

"Recovered soon?"

"………Uh."

Clark fell into silence again. Through this brief silence, Batman could even imagine his current state. He must have slumped slightly, leaned forward, and sat on a park bench with his hands on his chin, like a hunting dog. Golden Retriever not reaching for a twig thrown by his owner.

"Do you remember the angel I told you about a few months ago?" Clark's low voice came through the receiver.

Batman grunted in response.

"He showed up again today."

Superman's voice was very soft, with both confusion and bitterness in his tone, "I have never seen such a beautiful and inhuman creature, his strength is even above mine, and the feeling of the Holy Light is also very pure, he—— —Uh, he burned those monsters with fire, and the dolls stained with Sisley's blood, and then he destroyed the Ferris wheel, and then said..."

Imitating the tone of the other party, Clark said softly.

"The filth is everywhere."

—————Superman seems to finally realize how mortals will look at him every time.

Batman thought quietly.

"What else did he do?"

This time, Superman was silent for a longer period of time.

"Bruce, I'm sorry."

Clark said in a lower and more ashamed tone than before, "I couldn't stop..."

—————— Batman began to silently imagine how to catch the archangel, then tear him into pieces over and over again in front of the inverted cross, and then poured holy water on his face.

"I couldn't stop Sisley from having...intimate contact with him."

Clark uttered the word as he curled himself into a pitiful ball on a park bench to defend against Batman's impending wrath.

The autumn wind was bleak, and both God and Batman fell into tactical silence at this moment.

【close. 】

【How intimate? 】

[Of course, beauty is not human, of course. 】

Even though his mind suddenly realized, Bruce still couldn't help feeling a kind of suffocation, and even the sound of breathing became much heavier.

He is not an unenlightened father, just an ordinary love and friend, he naturally has no intention of stopping or breaking up.

However, Sisley's behavior was too much.

Doesn't she understand that one finger of the other party can tear her apart?If the weak white rabbit provokes the lion, how many seconds does she think she can survive under the other's anger?

"...that archangel is also very good to Sisley." Seeing that Bruce had been silent, Clark added in a low voice at this moment.

He didn't say a word, but kept it in his heart quietly.

—————Actually, when that beautiful but non-human thing saw Sisley, that was the only time he showed a little bit of human appearance.

He would frown slightly, blame her in a calm tone, and even wrap her under the huge and plump wings, and heal her wound with a feather.

These don't seem like things an angel should do, but he does it anyway.

Bruce couldn't imagine what Clark was telling.

"So that thing." He insisted on the name, "destroyed half the amusement park?"

"Yes." After the super high school-level dangerous topic was over, Superman also sat upright from the park chair, "but after he left, I restored the parts he destroyed, Bruce, if you want to come over, here's The secret will only be opened by you alone, not by thousands of lunatics in Gotham."

"………thanks."

Bruce thanked stiffly, in exchange for Superman's obviously happy mood, "It's okay, it's all small things."

Clark cleared his throat, "One more thing, Bruce, about the mysterious person you asked me to investigate."

"..." Batman waited silently for his next words.

"His anatomy is rather strange."

Clark said truthfully, "His blood flow is quite slow, and his organs don't seem to be working much, almost like those patients who have lost consciousness all year round, but his reaction speed is very sharp, even if I follow him, it will be very fast. be found."

Batman had noticed the purple-black pool of blood long before Clark did.

He took out a plastic bag from the drawer. The piece of fabric seemed to have been cut off by someone, and it was dyed shockingly purple-black. That was the gray hair of the Earl Grey, who claimed to be fighting in the hotel. blood from a man.

"But Bruce, I don't think you need to worry about this, because he is very good to Sisley."

On the other end of the phone, Batman's contemplation was interrupted by Clark's inadvertent exclamation.

Bruce's eyes grew dangerous.

—————The green coffin reappeared in Batman's mind.

But the former didn't expect the terrible situation of half a foot in the air, but added another sentence without any desire to survive.

"...looks just like Martha and me."

Before he could say another word, Bruce slammed the phone down.

...

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Sisley stared in bewilderment at the gray-haired man whose expression suddenly became strange, and couldn't help rubbing his face with her hands.

"It's nothing, I just feel that someone seems to be saying my name."

Earl Gray grabbed her two claws amusedly, and pushed her back to himself.

"Nobody knows you."

Sisley tried to break free, and adopted the tactic of acting like a spoiled child.

"Then maybe."

The older man replied tactfully, looking at Sisley's pair of ice blue eyes that resembled her father's but were different.

Such a big thing happened, of course someone called the police.

Sisley didn't want to face a series of troublesome things, especially her fake identity as a "guardian", so Sisley simply lay on the other's generous back, and was led away by Earl Gray just like she was when she was a child. Bumper car venue.

There are cops everywhere in the amusement park, and they left in the first place.

"There are still a lot of things I haven't played yet." Sisley pinched her fingers listlessly, "I want to get wet, I want to ride a roller coaster, and I want to play on the Ferris wheel."

Her perfectly and elegantly combed hair has long been tossed and messed up, the flower buds are lying sideways, a fluffy strand of hair is blown up at the back of her head, her lip makeup is also a bit worn out, and the shiny lip gloss falls on the corners of her lips, And she didn't notice it, she was still pouted slightly in anger, like a child who hasn't grown up yet.

—————Every time he saw her like this, Earl Grey's heart softened beyond belief.

"Honey, that's because there's been too much commotion in the other world."

Having said that, the older man's expression turned cold, "They are looking for death."

"Let's go find Gabriel." Sisley regained her good mood and suggested, "He gave me the address."

"The other you?"

Earl Gray took the note in her hand, opened it and glanced at it.

"Hmm." Sisley nodded.

In front of the former researchers in the laboratory, she had nothing to hide, not to mention, Sisley had no intention of hiding from Earl Gray from the very beginning.

Unlike the old father, from the point of view of "the day Sisley escaped, he almost single-handedly overthrew the entire research institute", Earl Gray's acceptance of her vest was quite high.

"That's good."

Sure enough, just as she thought of this, he praised with relief the next second, "It's like brothers and sisters."

"Don't you want to blame me, Uncle?"

Sisley was carried on the back by the older man again, and asked in a daze amidst a surge of drowsiness.

"………No."

Earl Gray's answer was light and steady.

"Honey, the world is ridiculous, and no matter what happens, it's never your fault."

When seeing the little child for the first time, the leader of the research staff was intimidated by her gaze.

He has never seen a purer and more beautiful ice blue than that. Even if the pain hits, even if he is thrown into a fire and burned, even if he is locked in a cage made of snow, that ice blue is still innocent and pure, as clear as ice. The surface of the lake in winter reflects the ugliness of all human beings.

—————And he just stared at the ice blue, let the conscience return to his chest, and let the flame of guilt burn his soul all the time, until he was willing to become her loyal shield and eternal harbor.

A redeemer, a man who had been burned by fire but had his heart back.

"Really?"

Sisley murmured, subconsciously finding a suitable resting position on Earl Gray's icy back.

"More real than real gold."

The other party answered.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.