I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 52 Draft Thunder Sand Sculpture (recommendation, collection)

"I can tell from the accent that it's a son of a bitch from England, a foreigner who wanders around with a stack of dollar bills in the middle of the night. Is he looking down on us Gotham people? Fake!"

Under the dull eyes of everyone, the old homeless man beside the cement pier stood up cursingly, and snorted and walked towards the monk's body while burping.

Uh, it wasn't just Mike, Donner and a group of young people who were roasting braziers. There was an old homeless man lying about a dozen meters away. When he came over before, Harry saw him but didn't say hello, and then he just forgot about him.

The two monks and warriors must have seen him, but they never imagined that the old drunkard would attack, and his marksmanship would be so accurate and so ruthless.

"Little poison basket, this is my prey, give it to me!" The old man waved his revolver and shouted loudly.

"OK, OK," Sauron was awakened by the sudden change, and stepped back again and again with his hands up, "they are yours, veteran."

"Made, this charming British accent is still so sexy, it's impossible to take advantage of it - hiccup!"

"You know him?" Harry whispered.

"He's often seen on this block, a disabled veteran who fought in the Vietnam War. You can see he's a little lame in his left leg." Mike said.

"Mike, do you want it?" Sauron walked up to the black guy, and made a grimace gesture to cut his throat, "There's at least a thousand dollars in that wallet."

Mike struggled for a moment, still shook his head slightly, and said, "This is the end of the night, let's go and leave here immediately."

Harry immediately followed his good manners, pushing the cart "bang bang dang dang" and ran away, and the other young people also scattered.

It's just that Harry left with sincerity, but the others looked different, and they didn't know what would happen next.

"Gotham is so dangerous that anyone can become a killer at any time."

Harry was a little afraid to walk in the dark alleys. After all, among the homeless, her stroller was also considered a small "property".

"Next time I see Selena, I'll ask her to take me to the mercenary supermarket, and get at least a set of Kalaf hood capes, um, and a mask."

"Hey, Harry!"

Just as Harry was muttering, about to stay up all night at McDonald's, someone suddenly called her name around the corner.

Turning her head, Harry was immediately taken aback, blue cape, blue top hat, who is that bastard if not Judas?
"Judas, what are you doing to me?" She swallowed, feeling a little scared—she was so angry and impulsive that day, she hit him a few times with the butt of a gun.

"Don't call me Judas, I'm a Stranger." There was no joy or anger in the Stranger's voice.

Harry continued to be kind and said, "Stranger, what's the matter with you?"

"I will never have my own business, I only follow the will of the voice of the sky." The Stranger said.

"Ah, God wants to see me?!" Harry exclaimed in shock.

"Come here," he said.

Harry hesitated, not knowing whether to go with him or not.

"Oh, do I have the ability to refuse?"

With a sigh, Harry pushed the car and chased after him.

"Why not use a space door?" she asked.

"It's no use."

"How is Rachel now?" she asked again.

"I don't know, but I believe in God's arrangement," said the Stranger.

Harry was noncommittal, touched his brows and hesitated for a while, and then whispered: "Rachel left something for me when she left, but I don't know how to open it."

This time, the stranger reacted, and stared at her for a long time with silvery eyes.

"I don't know what she left for you. To turn it on, you need magic."

"I'm still counting on her to teach me magic!" Harry smiled wryly.

"Maybe." The Stranger hesitated and shut his mouth.

"Maybe what?" Harry didn't let him go.

"You'll find out later."

"Hey, this is the subway station, you take me to take the subway?" Harry looked strange.

The Stranger shook his head, and instead of going to the ticket window, he led her across the platform and walked beside the railroad tracks.

The Gotham subway operates 24 hours a day. Although it is past midnight, there are still passengers in twos and threes, but they seem to have not seen Harley and the Stranger, and they are talking there on their own.

About 30 meters away from the platform, Stranger stopped and tapped lightly on the stone wall of the tunnel.

"Om—" The magic rune flashed quickly, and a golden door opened in front of the two of them.

Harry's heart moved, and the scene in front of him seemed a little familiar.
Before they had time to think, they stepped into the door of magic, and the two came to the interior of an empty and tall stone castle.

The darkness is like a cave.

Flat rocky ground, ancient rocky walls, looking up to the sky, no ceiling visible.

"You brought me a girl this time." An old and weak voice sounded from the front.

"Bang bang bang" fell with the sound, and the braziers surrounding the hall were lit in turn, causing a golden red flame half a meter high.

On the high arc-shaped platform in front, there are seven huge stone chairs, only a frail old man with white hair and beard sits in the middle.

Holy shit!

Could this be the old Shazam in "Thunder Sand Sculpture"? !

Stranger brought me to choose Thunder Sand Sculpture? !

Harry was shocked and delighted, and a little awkward.

She imagines herself yelling "Shazam" and then the thunder flashes and she transforms into a bodysuit
The Stranger's words interrupted her reverie, "Your Majesty, the wizard, you asked me to choose someone in the world who is qualified to inherit the power of Shazam. For decades, I have never dared to neglect my duty.

This girl, Harley Quinn, showed me her daring and powerful spiritual gifts.I think she's qualified to be a magical guardian. "

Harry was stunned, was the stranger really talking about himself?
Brave and fearless, strong spirit.
She blushed a little, and looked at the stranger with a much softer look - maybe, God really had other plans for Rachel?

"You brought some children before, but they didn't qualify," muttered the old wizard.

"You can use the Book of Reflections to observe her past and future." The Stranger's tone was unexpectedly respectful.

He's the Hand of God. Well, the little black hand.

A mere thunder sand sculpture, is it worth it?
Harry was a little puzzled.

Then she was shocked by the stranger's words.

"You can see the past and the future, what kind of book is that?"

The old wizard patted the armrest of the stone chair lightly, and the dazzling white light disappeared immediately, and a half-person-height book that was thicker than a pillow floated in front of the wizard.

The outer skin of the book had a huge eye, like a living thing, turning towards Harry eerily.

Then, the book is opened, and the pages are flipped open.

Scenes and scenes appeared in the air, all of which were Harley's life, from birth to the present.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this strange book did not reflect her past life.

"Well, is the Advent Crusade the Son again?"

The plot of the monastery stayed for a while longer.

"Oh, she was hesitant." The old wizard shook his head gently.

This is in the monastery. The night that the one-eyed dragon invaded Barbara, Harry woke up and was about to explode. The one-eyed dragon roared her, and then Angela came to stop it. Harry hesitated for a moment, and then prepared to find a weapon to resist the strong. burst.

"It's the first time I've encountered such a thing, is it normal to hesitate a little?" Harry couldn't help but argue.

The old wizard's silver eyes turned to her, and he said without emotion: "Indeed, your reaction is a normal person, but you are just an excellent ordinary person, and my heir is not an ordinary person!
In the face of injustice, he does not weigh the pros and cons.

In the face of atrocities, he was furious and did not flinch.

In the face of the weak, he is full of compassion and sacrifices himself for others."

"So, you understand, little girl, you are just an ordinary person, what I want is a hero!"

Harry didn't know how to respond.

She fell silent.

The Stranger couldn't help but promote her virtues, "Your Majesty, she is very brave, you can continue reading."

In the picture, Harley beats two guards to death with a baseball bat, and the old wizard frowns.

In the picture, Harry is punching the homeless man in the alley, and the old wizard frowns even higher.

"He obviously can no longer threaten you, why is he so cruel." He whispered softly.

In the picture, Harry gave the drug addict ten dollars, and the old wizard muttered: "Help others to do evil, how can this be done!"

In the picture, in the subway station, the old beggar kept shouting for hunger, Harry hesitated again, and the old wizard showed a look of disgust.

Finally, the Sangong Demon appeared, and the old wizard's brows eased a little, "Not bad, there is a sense of bravery, not only did not scare the urine in the face of Sangong, but also dared to resist, not bad, really good!"

Then Harry thumped the Stranger with the butt of his gun, and the old wizard nodded slightly.

When the past finishes playing, the future starts playing again.

Halle craned her neck, hoping to peek into her future.

The picture is rippling, and it is completely unclear.

After a long time, the old wizard closed the book and sighed: "Stranger, she is stronger than ordinary people, but she is still ordinary."

The Stranger asked, "Will she fall if she gets the power of Shazam?"

The old wizard shook his head, "When she has no power, she shrinks and thinks too much about her own gains and losses. The power of Shazam is both strength and belief, and it will help her evolve and help her become a qualified hero."

"Then she chose?" the Stranger asked.

The old wizard still shook his head and sighed: "Sacrifice, the most important character of a hero, will never appear on her."

Hallie reluctantly admitted that the old wizard was probably right about her.

Shazan waved his hand weakly and said, "If there is really no choice, it's okay to make her a magic warrior.

But I can hold on for a few more decades, I can wait slowly, and wait for the best people to appear. (ps)”

"Come on, it's over," the Stranger said to Harry.

"Hey, even if you don't get the first prize, the second and third prizes are fine!" Harry shouted to the old wizard.

Old Shazam showed a look of disgust, and looked at the stranger: see who you are looking for!

"Harry, don't be so philistine."

- Don't embarrass me!
The stranger's face was a little unsettled.

"I don't have high requirements, just teach me some magical knowledge, don't give me the power of Shazam, I will learn it myself, will I succeed?" Harry asked.

"Chi Chi Chi" the brazier went out one by one, and the stone castle returned to its previous dimness.

"Why is the old wizard so stingy!" Harry said unwillingly.

"Do you know why he chooses an heir? He has very little life left, and he is dying. It takes a lot of effort to say a few words. How can he have the time and energy to teach you magic?

Moreover, when he was young, he was not a good-natured person and confiscated his apprentices. ' said the stranger.

After a few words, the two returned to the subway tunnel.

Harry turned around, stroked the rough stone wall, and asked curiously, "The old wizard lives underground in Gotham?"

"He is in the center of the multiverse, the Eternal Castle on the Eternal Rock. Just now, we left this universe. Not the earth, but the universe." The Stranger said meaningfully.

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(ps - the author's words can't be written down (only 500 words), and I don't want to open a single chapter, don't worry, I will never write ps in the text when charging
Some readers may wonder why such a plot is taking place. It seems that Harley has achieved nothing and changed nothing.

Let me explain that the Stranger asked Harley to choose Shazam, ninety percent out of good intentions, one percent out of a desire to fix her future—to make her a good person who obeys her destiny.

To put it simply, the plot has actually changed a lot, but what has changed is the future. The Stranger made Harry a Shazam partly because he didn't want the "plot" to change drastically.

Because Shazam is just the coat of the old Shazam's soul, Shazam is still the old Shazam himself in essence.

That's right, Shazam is a god. On the surface, he is dead, but he is not dead at all. To Thunder Shazam, he is equivalent to Naboo to Dr. Fate.

Doctor Fate is a mortal. When he puts on Naboo's helmet, he immediately gains Naboo's knowledge and power - to put it bluntly, those mortals who are selected are all puppets of gods.

Old Shazam changed into "Harry" costume, or the original Shazam Billy Batson costume. It can be connected to the origin wall, and it can also be 100% compatible with Shazam's lightning power.

But at least, whether Harry becomes Shazam or Billy becomes Shazam, it has no essential impact on the future. In layman's terms, the "plot" remains the same, and this is an attempt by The Stranger, because the future plot is because of Ha Li changed drastically, including the old Shazam and the fate of Shazam (plot).

In addition, the future that old Shazam saw in the Book of Reflections is not the real future, and of course it is not a false fantasy. It is a unique setting of the DC universe - super-time flow.

In a hyper-time stream, everything can exist at the same time.To be more direct, countless possibilities in the future are all in a river of time, and what old Shazam saw was a possibility of Harley's temperament.

No one can really see through Harley's future - power, power, status. )
　(ps: For mages, magic power is equal to vitality, and now the old Shazam can indeed persist for another hundred and eighty years.

　　Later, the seven original sins of mankind in the seal escaped, and he spent a lot of magic power before choosing Billy.

　　In addition, the Stranger helped Shazam to find a successor, and it was not made up.

　　There are several origins of Shazam. One is that strangers help to find people.

　　These two origins are not contradictory and can proceed simultaneously.

　　In fact, the locating magic needs to consume a lot of mana, and the old Shazan didn't choose many people in total, but it is not as efficient as the stranger. )
　　
　
(End of this chapter)