I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 1255 The reason
A bright bald head, deep eyes full of wisdom, a face that is exactly the same as looking in a mirror, and a shrewd and seven-point mature temperament on the face.
If Luthor hadn't been wearing regular clothes, the other party's suit looked like a president who had just come out of the company's conference room. He would have thought he was looking in the mirror.

"No, you are not my clone, you are from a parallel universe, another me?" Luthor asked, then shook his head and denied himself, "There is no parallel universe now, do you come from—"

His pupils contracted, and he pointed at the "self" on the opposite side, and suddenly realized: "It's you! The person who has been watching me with malicious eyes for the past year is you, the 'Overlord Luthor' from the future, Harry guessed it right!
Are you unhappy with my imprisonment and my frequent failures, so your eyes are full of malice?

I advise you not to be impulsive, I am you, if you kill me now, you will die in the future too.

Since you are so promising in the future and become the overlord, why don't you tell me the secret of success, so that I will avoid detours and suffer less humiliation. "

Harry once analyzed: If his feeling is correct, and she is unable to find out that someone is really watching him, then the person watching him probably comes from the river of time, and [-]% of it is himself, observing him from the future.

Now seeing the person in front of him with exactly the same appearance and temperament as himself, Luther felt that he had discovered the truth.

"Are you serious, do you really think so?" Luthor in a suit walked over slowly, with a strange expression on his face.

"Don't you——er~~~" As Luther in the suit approached, Luther felt as if a fist had been stuffed into his head. Open your mind.

Luthor in the suit stopped and looked contemptuously, "Is this unbearable? I'm really disappointed. After so many years, you have hardly improved at all."

Luther scrambled and scrambled, and took seven or eight steps back, barely recovering his thinking ability from the dull pain in his head.

"You still want to lie to me? After we approached each other, a time paradox was caused, and there was a conflict. That's why I am like this. You are me, the future me!"

"Did you feel a string of electric sparks jumping in your ears just now, your headache was splitting, and your brain couldn't move? That's not a time paradox, it's the mutual interference of subconscious waves.

Or resonance.

The simplest example is two tuning forks with the same frequency, even if they are separated by a certain distance, as long as one of them is struck, the other will vibrate.

If two tuning forks are vibrating and making a sound, and one of them vibrates stronger and makes a louder sound, the weaker one will vibrate more.

Do you understand me?

I am a higher existence than you. Although my brain wave frequency is exactly the same as yours, it is superior and will drive your brain wave to resonate accordingly, so you lose the ability to think independently. Luthor in the suit laughed.

Luther was stunned, and through the other party's brief introduction, combined with his own personal experience, he actually felt that the person in front of him was not lying.

The annihilation caused by the time paradox will have time fluctuations, which have little to do with brain waves.

"Since you are not the future me, who are you?"

"I'm Lex Luthor." Luthor in the suit had a Luthor-style sly smile on his face--the same smile that Luthor wore when he was in full control of Po's emotions on the private jet.

"No, you're not, not me."

Luthor panicked, just like Ah Bao that day, panicked at the complete loss of control of the situation.

Luther in the suit looked at him jokingly, nodded and said, "That's right, I'm not you, I'm far better than you."

"You want to take my place, why?" Luthor forced himself to calm down.

Luther in the suit walked slowly towards the sweaty bald man again, and said as he walked, "Didn't you often feel being spied on in the past six months?

That's me imitating your mental waves.

I want to copy you 100% from the soul.

This is also the reason why our two mental frequencies are exactly the same, and it is also the reason why you feel uncomfortable and have a sense of crisis-your existence is being deprived of me, and your sense of crisis is induced.

My plans were nearly ruined by a casual suggestion from Harley Quinn, thankfully you're a pompous idiot. "

Luther stepped back step by step, and said in a shy voice, "She asked me not to leave the prison, to stay under surveillance, to stay in the magic protection circle she drew for me?"

Luthor in the suit smiled and said: "The magic circle of protection is actually useless, probably only God can separate us at this moment, even if I enter her magic circle instead of you, no alarm will be activated.

Because our souls are exactly the same, and our mental fluctuations are exactly the same.

But if you stay in prison all the time, and your personal freedom is restricted to death, it will be meaningless for me to replace you.

If you agree with her suggestion, but I suddenly change my mind after replacing you and want to get out of prison, it will definitely arouse her vigilance.

Well now, you are stupid and ran out by yourself, I can completely let go. "

"You—" Luthor stared at the extremely familiar face, quickly thinking about every possible suspect in his mind.

"You just said 'so many years have passed'? We met many years ago, and the relationship is still bad—" Luther's pupils contracted, and he said in shock: "Alexander Kent?! You are my peer on Earth 3—the hero Luther, and Louise's son, is the emissary of the Watcher—Falke, you are eyeing our universe again!"

"Yes, I finally realized it, but unfortunately you can't do anything."

Luther retreated to the side of the bedside table, quickly reached into the cabinet with his right hand, and took out a palm-sized energy gun, "Don't come over, I'll shoot if you take another step."

"You are so stupid." Alexander sneered and continued to walk forward, "Can a mere phase gun hurt me? You don't even think about it, what would I do if I didn't restore the power of the heyday?"

Luthor put the gun to his chin, and sneered, "You are the idiot! I don't need to kill you, as long as I pull the trigger, my soul will definitely enter the forest of suicides in hell, and no one can stop it.

At that time, no matter how much you pretend to be like me, it will be useless. I will tell Harley about your conspiracy. "

Alexander Kent stopped in his tracks, but his slightly sarcastic smile remained unchanged, "Luther, I bet you don't dare to shoot.

As soon as you pull the trigger, your next outcome is sealed.

Eternal and unchanging, become a tree of the living dead in hell.

From then on, you bid farewell to your dream completely, and you will never even see Tearman, let alone defeat him. "

"Falke!" Luther was angry and startled, why did this guy directly say his biggest weakness?
To hell, horrible, but not to make him despair.

Suffering in hell, becoming a tree, it's bitter, but it can't knock him down.

But if you completely lose the chance to compete with Tearman... No, never!

Luther's finger on the trigger let go.

Luthor in the suit smiled even more, "Remember what I said just now? Our brainwaves are exactly the same. Your thoughts, your way of thinking, I can simulate 100% of them.

You are transparent in front of me, no matter what you think or plan, I know everything clearly.

For example, now, you don't want to die, you want to make a deal with me, I will answer a few questions for you, and you will cooperate with all my actions honestly. "

Luther's pupils constricted, his expression frightened, and his whole body trembling.

Alexander was right!

No, not guessing.

He is really transparent in front of him.
"why me?"

His head was stiff and his hoarse voice seemed to come from another person.

"This is really a stupid question. I'm born like this. If I don't pretend to be you, should I replace Tearman?"

Luther was taken aback, his question seemed really stupid.
He asked again: "Why did you leave the dimension of heaven? Isn't there a pure land of bliss? There is nothing in the world worth your planning."

Alexander must have looked at him for a while, and sighed: "Because of the fate! You know the result of the final battle of Crisis on Infinite Earths, I use the remaining monitor energy in my body to open the gate of the hero's paradise.

That is to say, at that time I lost all my strength and completely became a mortal.

At that point, I thought I had done my job and would spend the rest of my life in Hero Paradise until the end of the universe.

But in recent years, the bright and holy walls of heaven have gradually been stained with black spots of corruption.

Because of the depravity of the heroes of this world, Hero Paradise is defiled.

Hero Paradise originates from the hero's belief in justice, purity and greatness.

It is the spirit of heroes that forges the heavenly dimension.

In Crisis on Infinite Earths, for the safety of the multiverse, for the millions of people in the universe, and for the belief in justice, countless heroes from all universes shed their blood and wrote a great heroic song.

That song lingers in the creator dimension (the sixth dimension), and finally condenses into a strange dimensional space, the hero's paradise!

Crisis on Infinite Earths ends and the multiverse restarts as the only universe.

The heroic virtues such as brightness, justice, purity, and kindness represented by Hero Paradise are all projected from this unique universe.

When the seven distorted Dr. Light's will, when Batman's memory was modified by his teammates, when they unscrupulously attacked people who knew the identity of the hero...
When the telescopic man reveals his identity, he and his wife enjoy the splendid life under the spotlight. When the superhero starts accepting endorsements to let him live a life of feasting and luxury. When the big-name heroes avoid small cities with no commercial value, they all get together in big cities.
When Superman discovers the secrets of the seven people but chooses to conceal and deceive, when the heroes let Doomsday rush into the densely populated metropolis because of their arrogance, when the heroes make one person, one city for the sake of vanity, leading to the destruction of the seaside city, when Ha Jordan caused heinous killings for his own self-interest.
When the biggest difference between superheroes and ordinary people is superpowers, when lies, arrogance, and desire spread like viruses among heroes
The dimension of heaven has changed.

On the surface it is still crystal clear and spotless, but I know that its surface is covered with decayed black spots.

Hero Paradise is in the Creator Dimension, and its time is different from the material world. We have witnessed the whole process of the only universe from birth to maturity.

It can be said that although we have only been planted a few times, we have lived for countless billions of years.

There should be no sickness and death in heaven, and for countless years, no one got sick or died in Heroes Paradise.

But now, Louise is dying.

For heaven has fallen.

I told the old Superman that as long as he returned to Earth 2, Louise could come back to life.

I was lying to him and he wouldn't help me if I didn't say so. "

"When I brought Louise into the Hero Paradise, I violated the rules of the Creator.

She is not a hero and cannot enter Hero Paradise.

But she is like my mother, and I can't give her up no matter what.

To get her into Heaven, I branded her soul into the core of Hero Heaven before the universe restarted.

In a way, she is the embodiment of heaven.

In this way, heaven will naturally no longer reject her.

But now that heaven is rotten, no one can save Louise who is bound to it, she is doomed. "

Alexander Kent's hands hanging on his waist were tightly clenched into fists, his voice and body were trembling slightly.

Luther even saw that the sockets of his eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be crystals shining in the sockets.

"It's all your fault. It's all the fault of this fallen world. The corrupt Justice League has failed our efforts and expectations. This disgusting world should be buried with Louise!"

(End of this chapter)