I created the devil and became the most powerful villain

"I can't believe that I can see Mr. Arthur in person. Is this true?"

...

Although everyone was extremely excited and excited, and even danced, no one rushed to the center stage.

"I heard that you have been looking for me, Ms. Harley." Arthur stepped forward and stretched out his right hand.

Seeing that Arthur was going to help her, Harley's face was full of excitement, and she instinctively stretched out her hand.

After getting up, she hugged Arthur directly and said excitedly: "Really, it is true."

"Ms. Harley, in the public eye, we should still keep a distance." Arthur still kept a gentlemanly smile on his face.

"......." Harley let go of her hands with a little embarrassment and took a step back. There was no previous madness on her face, but a hint of shyness, "I didn't expect that it was really you who saved me."

"No, Ms. Harley, you shouldn't do such a dangerous thing. Even if you didn't jump, I would come. If I had come a step later, I could only mourn for you." Arthur continued.

"What do you want me to do?" Harley was not a fool after all. She understood Arthur's intention and smiled: "Dear Mr. Arthur, maybe you need me to do something?"

Arthur did not answer immediately, but raised his hand.

The next moment, six large red cloths appeared out of thin air around them, forming a cube shape, directly separating the two of them from the crowd.

"Oh... Mr. Arthur, can you do magic? You just used that magic to save me, right (ﾟOﾟ)?" Harley looked at herself and Arthur in the red space, her eyes widened, and she looked around curiously.

At this moment, the clowns around could no longer be seen. The surroundings were blocked by red cloth, without even a gap, and even the sound could not be transmitted, let alone coming in.

"Only you can know this, and I only trust you, dear Harley." Arthur looked at Harley calmly, without even adding the lady.

"What do you need me to do? I'm willing to die for you." Harley's eyes were burning, not love, but a look called faith.

"But you need to pass a test, but this test is life-threatening." Arthur continued.

Harley did not answer, but nodded firmly.

"This is a six-shot revolver with a bullet in it. If you can still survive after firing five times, you will gain incredible power. Are you willing to...?"

Before Arthur finished speaking, Harley's mouth showed a trace of madness, and she directly snatched the revolver and pointed the muzzle at her head.

Pah pah pah pah pah... Pull the trigger five times in a row, but no bullet was fired.

"This can't be..." Harley's eyes showed a cunning look, and when she was about to pull the trigger again.

The feel of the hand suddenly changed. When she took it in front of her eyes, she saw that the original revolver had turned into a red rose, but there were still many thorns on the red rose.

"You passed the test, Harley, this is your reward." Arthur smiled slightly, flipped his right hand, and a black pill appeared, "Take it, Harley."

Harley stretched out her hand and swallowed the black pill without hesitation.

The next second, a hot current rushed to her body, and the pain that almost made her faint surged into her heart. Harley didn't say a word, but showed a creepy smile, but the whole person fell to the ground and kept rolling.

Arthur just watched the scene in front of him quietly, and in a moment, Harley was completely demonized.

The giant shadow seemed to stand in the night, with a burly figure, like a giant beast that broke out of the abyss. The face was twisted and hideous, and the eyes flashed scarlet light, as if they could see through the fear of people's hearts. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing sharp teeth like wolf fangs, which was chilling.

His right arm was equipped with a huge cannon barrel, and the black muzzle emitted an ominous light, as if it could swallow all the light.

The left arm is even more bizarre, and can be transformed into any form of weapon. Sometimes it turns into an extremely sharp giant blade, flashing cold light; sometimes it turns into a heavy war hammer, carrying the power of thunder.

The body is surrounded by a strong dark aura, like a storm about to erupt.

Sequence 23-Rampage Demon, Harley.

"Although the process of transformation is not very pleasant, I am very satisfied with the result, Mr. Arthur, I like this gift you brought me very much. This power is beyond my cognition. This is what I have always dreamed of, Mr. Arthur." Harley's scarlet eyes were excited and a little crazy. The weapons on her left arm kept changing, and all kinds of weapons could be transformed.

Rampage Demon Harley, the first demon without hands, her right forearm was replaced by a cannon barrel, and her left arm could be transformed into any weapon, except for a hand.

Harley seemed to have thought of something, her eyes filled with resentment and jealousy, "With this power, those guns are no different from toys. In the past, those rubbish in the Superpower Alliance relied on their superpowers and privileges to do whatever they wanted. Now I, Harley, also have superhuman power, and I can have the same privileges."

Arthur remained silent from beginning to end, still looking at Harley with a gentlemanly smile.

"By the way, Mr. Arthur, what do you need me to do?" Harley finally remembered the business, lowered her head and looked at Arthur and asked.

"Harley, you can just call me by my name." Arthur looked up at Harley's scarlet eyes, and said straight to the point: "I'm going to find someone, a prisoner, and rescue him."

"Prisoner?" Harley asked in confusion.

"I think you should have heard of his story. His name is Luigi." Arthur continued.

"The second-generation rich man in real estate who likes to volunteer at nursing homes. I heard that he was arrested and imprisoned in the largest prison in Gotham, the dark room, because he helped the lower class. "Harley heard the name and immediately thought of the report on TV. She blurted it out.

"Yes, Harley. Luigi could have closed his eyes and enjoyed the glory and wealth, but his eyes were full of pity and he couldn't tolerate sand. He could empathize with the lower class. What a noble soul." Arthur looked up, his eyes full of admiration.

He sighed casually, looked down at his hands, and continued: "I used to think I could bring a smile to the world, but later I found myself to be a joke. Luigi's courage is what I lack. He dared to fight against darkness and injustice, even if he did not have superhuman power. Although I now have the power of the devil, I still feel that something is missing."