I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 1322 The Mouse and the Guarantor

"Semi-zombification means turning me into a zombie?" Luther was stunned, and immediately refused: "No, don't! Zombies don't have brains. With low intelligence, the last thing I can lose is the most intelligent brain in the universe."

"If it's an ordinary zombie, why should I bother with you? Just throw your corpse into hell and let it dry for two days, and you will naturally become a zombie with dull actions and dry brains."

Luther said: "I just want to ask, how much of your zombie's wisdom can it retain?"

"At least 110%." Harry said affirmatively.

"Why did it increase?" Luther asked in surprise.

"Otherwise, how can I show my brilliant skills?"

Luther was a little moved.

As long as his IQ and memory are there, even if his body withers and decays, he can barely bear it in desperation.

"Can you explain why?" he asked.

"Have you heard the legend of vampires?"

Luther said: "Vampires are not legends, there really are vampires in this world.

They often masquerade as humans and prowl around the metropolis at night.

I even got a job at the Pentagon to develop 'silver bullets' against vampires for agents of the Shadow Bureau.

It is not a simple silver bullet, but ionized silver, combined with a special organic compound, can release—"

"Okay, I'm not asking about 'legendary vampires', but about vampire legends, how did vampires come about."

"Well, the ancestor of vampires was Cain. Because he killed his brother Abel, he was cursed by God and became a monster abandoned by the light. Is it possible that you want to transform me into a vampire?" Luthor struggled again, "Harry, you It is I who know me, and I bear the responsibility of building the true hope of mankind."

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched, and when he was about to speak, Lena who was next to him spoke first, "Luthor, it's too bad. It's not bad to be a vampire. Not only will you gain the super power of immortality, but you will also become handsome."

"If I want to, it's not difficult to obtain longevity through genetic modification, and I already have a perfect appearance, so I don't need to use the femininity of a vampire to decorate my appearance." Luther said proudly.

Harry glanced at the coffin boards, as if seeing through the boards the big pale, bald head inside.

"You can refuse the appearance bonus brought by vampire blood, but you don't have to, and you don't have the confidence to emphasize that you are handsome and perfect." She curled her lips.

Lina nodded in agreement, "Luther, even if you are my brother, I have to say that you look mediocre."

"I have been elected twice in a row as the American man who has been fantasized the most by women in the country." Luther said seriously.

After thinking about it for a while, Harry realized that Bruce and Selena had been married for more than a year.

Since his marriage, Bruce has left various "high-quality male lists", and the top position has been replaced by Luther and Oliver Queen.

"All they want is your money." Lena complained mercilessly.

Luther ignored the "ignorant" sister, and only shouted at Harry: "Whether it's a vampire or a zombie, I don't want to be. To me, the identity of a human represents an extraordinary meaning."

"I used the example of vampires just to make it easier for you to understand. Cain killed his brother, which violated God's teachings. God cursed Cain with his own divine power, and Cain became the ancestor of vampires."

A slight look of excitement flashed across Harry's face.

This expression has appeared countless times on Luthor: when he is about to start a new experiment with the experimental material he is interested in.

It's a pity that he lay in the coffin and saw nothing.

"You still can't believe in me piously, and you can't provide your own faith power to purify your soul and body. If I curse you with my own holy power, what will you become?"

"Uh, that's the 'semi-zombification' theory?"

Luthor thinks he is extremely smart and unconstrained in thinking, and "mortals" with an IQ lower than 210 are not qualified to talk to him, but this time he finds that he can't keep up with Harry's rhythm.

It's unbelievable how big her brain is.

First there is the "death cure", which even the "infinitely broad-minded" mental patients can't think of; then there is the "self-sufficient belief restoration method", which is okay, although it is subtle, but it is relatively easy to understand; finally there is this "semi-zombie resurrection" technique", he felt that carbon-based life with a brain should not deviate in this direction.

"God's blessing is the power of God, and God's curse is still the power of God. Cain's six-fold retribution is famous all over the world, and that is the manifestation of the power of God.

My divine blessing has the special effect of purifying the evil power of the three palaces and the mark of hell, and my curse can also repel 'exotic energy'.

Since you can't get my blessing, let me cast a curse on you, the effect will be similar.

More importantly, we are friends, and the content of the curse can be discussed, or, how do you think I should curse you?The effect is your choice. "

Although this idea shouldn't appear on carbon-based life, Luthor also has to admit that as long as she thinks carefully along her line of thought, it seems very reasonable.

"Or, are you cursing me for being too smart and being hated by the world? Or, for being too handsome and perfect, being bothered by countless women so I don't have time to do experiments?" Luthor asked tentatively.

Lina's face twitched, if this is considered a curse, please give her a dozen.

"You think so beautifully!" Harry said angrily, "Extremely smart, and perfect looks are blessings, not curses."

"But I really don't think being too handsome is a good thing. Every time I attend a banquet, a group of women surround me, making it impossible for me to have a chance to have meaningful conversations with truly important people." Luther said seriously.

"It's not your looks that bother you, it's money. If you issue a statement that all the property of the Luther family belongs to Lena, and you only get a salary of $3000 a month, look who else will surround you."

"You said just now that the content of the curse is up to me," Luther said.

"You can choose whatever you want, but the range of choices is limited to curses." Harry explained: "The curse of the gods involves the 'law of curse', and the rules of the universe have clearly defined curses as negative and not beneficial.

Violation of this basic principle is not a curse, and cannot trigger the curse law of the multiverse.

Just like you want to go to prison now, I tell you, you can choose any criminal law to violate, and then you can achieve the goal of going to prison, the choice is yours.

As a result, you ran to help others and complained, why didn't the police arrest you and go to jail when the choice was yours. "

Now Luther understood, and asked, "What are the common curses?"

"Directly, the body is missing a certain part, romantically. Well, refer to Sleeping Beauty. Cruelly, just like Cain, who will fall into darkness forever and suffer endless pain every moment."

"After being cursed, I will turn into a zombie?" Luther asked again.

"Half-zombification is just a metaphor. In fact, it's my first time to play 'Curse of the Gods', and I'm not very familiar with it. I don't know if you become the 'Vampire Cain' of the Westerners, or the 'Zombie General' of the Easterners, but I can be sure. , you will undergo some kind of mutation, and you will still be the first ancestor.”

"The side effects are huge, and the specific risks are unknown. It's not as good as the 'Self-sufficient Faith Restoration Act'." Luther murmured.

"I suggested you believe in me from the beginning, but the problem is that you can't do it."

Luther tentatively said: "How about you just grant me divine power and make me your divine favored person."

Harry turned cold, and said lightly: "I've made it very clear, I can be friends with villains, but I can't accept villains as gods.

It's about the way of the gods.

You are now staying in the church dedicated to the 'Heavenly God of War', don't you know the meaning of this kind of church?
If the public knows that the No. [-] villain on Earth can also represent the "Heaven God of War", how can they provide pure and positive faith to the statue?
The God of War in Heaven has become an evil god, so how can he go to Heaven to be a young master? "

Lina broke the embarrassment with a smile, and said: "Or, Luther, you are like Sleeping Beauty, falling into a deep sleep, waiting for the kiss of true love to wake you up.

It is romantic and the price is small, but in the end, it can reap true love and make a lot of money. "

"What if I never meet true love in my life?" Luther asked.

"Uh, not so much."

How pitiful would that be? !

"After living for more than 40 years, I never knew what true love is. I couldn't meet it when I was young, and as I got older, it became even more elusive.

Don't talk about me, change to Sleeping Beauty herself, who fell into a deep sleep at the age of 40, see if she can meet Prince Charming. said Luther.

Lina imagined the appearance of a 40-year-old Sleeping Beauty. A fat aunt from the United States lay down on the bed. The handsome prince bent down, pouted and approached the aunt
She shivered a bit, and felt bad for a moment, her thoughts were poisoned, and she couldn't go back.

Luther was also lost in thought. In fact, self-sufficiency faith therapy also has a side effect-becoming a follower of Harry.

This is something he can't stand and can't do.

Compared with being her devout believer, he would rather have less body parts, even the most critical one.

"Harry, you curse me for never finding true love." Luther gritted his teeth.

"Ah!" Lena exclaimed, her brother is so ruthless, although true love is elusive, but giving up completely, isn't it too extreme?
"OK, you will never meet true love, are you sure?"

"Sure, what should I do?" Luther asked.

"Wait a minute." Harry took out his mobile phone and dialed Dr. Fate's number, "Hey, Kent, can you come over and do me a favor. What, Naboo is resurrecting, you can't go away? Okay , I'll go find someone else."

"Hey, Shazam, are you dead? You have been resurrected, so soon? Then please come here. Okay, I owe you a small favor this time."

Harley put away her phone and smiled at Lena, "Take a few steps back and stay away from me."

She herself walked five meters away from Luther's coffin.

"shazam!"

"Boom~~Kacha~~" With her loud cry, a bolt of thunder struck the ground in front of her, blasting the marble floor into a half-meter-deep pothole, and flying gravel.

The lightning disappeared, and an old black man with chicken skin and white hair and a lightning scepter appeared on the spot.

"Thunder Shazam?!" Lena exclaimed.

The old man looked back at her.

Lina seemed to see two silver lightning strikes, and then her eyes were stabbed, her head was stuffy, and she almost fainted.

Just as she was staggering and about to fall to the ground, Harry glanced at her too.

"Buzz!" A circle of golden light film surrounded her, and there was a line of big characters on the gold film: Safe as a rock, exorcising evil and avoiding demons.

Lina immediately felt her body lighten, and the heavy burden was swept away.

"Why do you summon me in front of mortals? We and other gods should avoid showing up in front of people, don't you know?" Old Shazam complained to Harry.

Harley raised her chin to Lena, "She's an ordinary person, she's not a superhero yet, she doesn't pay much attention to the gossip of heroes, and when she sees you, she immediately calls out your identity, why are you pretending to be mysterious?"

"She knows my identity because I am famous and famous." Old Shazam said proudly.

Then, he mentally transmitted his voice again, saying: "The more you are like this, the more low-key and mysterious you must be. If you act like a mortal, mortals will treat you as a mortal. If you only have miracles and no trace of them, the more mortals will be in awe." you."

"Stop talking nonsense, I really need you." Harry walked to Luthor's coffin, turned his right hand, and took out a thick ancient book from the "Sign of the God of War".

"Help me to see if I have misunderstood the spell."

""The Book of Magdalene"?" Old Shazan glanced at the cover, then frowned and said, "This kind of black magic book should be meaningless to you now, right?"

"I'm going to use it to save people."

"Are you sure to use this book to save people?" Old Shazam had a strange expression.

"Well, I'm going to use the 'God's Curse' from the book, and I'm going to curse Lex Luthor."

Then, Halle outlined his plan.

Unsurprisingly, Old Shazam was so shocked that he almost lost his grip on the scepter.

"You are indeed a lunatic, 'Crazy Harry'! I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and I have never seen such a crooked way to save people."

"What's wrong with my approach?"

Old Shazan shook his head and said: "If there are obvious loopholes, it can only show that you are stupid.

Now I can't find the problem, so I just say you are crazy. "

Then he said with emotion: "In the early years, when the magic world thought that you and John Constantine had the potential to be listed as the 'top figures of the young generation' alongside Nick and Zatana, I still thought you were unworthy.

But now, ten years later, I find that those who are really lagging behind in the realm of magic are the two geniuses who first became famous in the magic world.

Your idea may be crazy, but magic is crazy and disorderly.

What really represents the level and potential of a magician is not the depth of magic power, nor the reserve of knowledge, which can be accumulated over time.

The unconstrained thinking and the ability to turn ideas into reality can better reflect the wizard's magical attainments. "

"Thank you for your praise, but look now, is there something wrong with my curse circle? It's the first time in my life to use the curse of the gods, and I don't know what to do."

When the old Shazam was speaking, Harley had already quickly drawn a set of pentagram circles with Luthor's coffin as the center, referring to the book.

"Well, here, here." Old Shazam squinted his eyes and pointed a few times on the magic circle, and the circle patterns and runes immediately twisted a few times as if alive, "It's almost there now."

"Wait a minute!" Luthor yelled, "Harry, are you treating me as an experimental product? You didn't even know the curse of the gods before, and you still need to ask people for advice while reading?"

"Shut up, how can you, a mortal, speak here?!" Old Shazan shouted.

Harley smiled and comforted him and said, "Look, this is the number one human mage who has shocked the multiverse, Supreme King Shazam."

Old Shazam's black face was reddish, his expression twitching.

"With His guidance, even if I am a novice, I can still succeed 100%, I swear by Shazam's god position." Harley said seriously.

Luther felt a little relieved.

Old Shazam's face was black as hell, why did he swear on his godhood?What should I do if I miss it?
(End of this chapter)