Martin Variety in American Comics

"Are you sure?"

Murphus felt that Martin was too ridiculous to treat this, and he couldn't help reminding: "Lucifer as a special one among the God family, but it is not so easy to deal with."

In the long years, of course, the endless family and the God family have collided, and the impression that each other has left each other is not good.

The two families are equal and there is no difference. Although God came without shadows, he could not dominate the fate of members of the endless family.

Martin recalled the information of the Justice Alliance from the peripheral investigation of Lucifer and its stars, and slowly asked: "You two are familiar, do you often meet?"

"Of course, I have only seen that guy several times. I didn't know when I met last time, but his arrogance still impressed me."

Murphus didn't like Lucifer, and he didn't hide this.

Martin stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed: "Seeing you like this, I seem to have guessed the reason why you conflict."

"You won't think that these are all my arrogance and politeness like death, right?"

Murphus remembered the past and glared at Martin dissatisfied.

"It's a secondary point to talk about not politeness. The key is that your two meetings are shown by the side of divinity.

Martin has also thought about the so -called divinity and humanity.

In his opinion, divinity is a so -called rational state divided by social rules. It is very stiff and solidified. It is destined to be just a certain standard of concave people. It has no practical significance.

He raised his watch and glanced, and the league did not send more news about gems, so he said to Murphus: "El Sopson (the young wife of Rodrik Bergis) who escaped. I'm afraid we can only see Lucifer first first. "

"Is this normal?"

Murphus really didn't want to see Lucifa like this.

Martin replied with a smile: "This depends on how you define it. As an ordinary person, El steals three magic weapons from the Earl of the Witcher. Life.

And the nightmare of your rebellion, you don't want to go back to the dream kingdom, you will definitely find her to help her escape your detection. So it is normal to find useful clues in a short time. "

Murphus closed his eyes and didn't know what he looked at, but after opening his eyes, he agreed with Martin's opinion.

"Well, I agree to see Lucifer with you. But I don't think you can get something useful from that arrogant guy."

When he said, he took out his own sandbag and grabbed a handful of sand to blow forward. On the other side of Los Angeles on the other side of the ocean, it appears on the other side of the street.

"This trick is good. Although I also know a lot of space -related tricks, my identity always changes, and some things can not be used."

Martin walked slowly along the road paved by Huangsha, and said his situation in his mouth.

Murphus understood what he meant instantly: "It is not difficult to lend you some dream sand, but after I find all the magic weapons. I can even give you a sandbag."

For Murphus, they are human nails and hair.

Just to see Luci Fa, it made it difficult for Murphus to relax. In order to maintain the best state, he didn't want to lose anything.

Martin felt that Murphus really thought about it. Lucifer is now playing hot with Kray, indulging in the actions of cracking down on criminals.

Unless Murphy met with a slap to Lucifer, the king of hell would not fight with him at all.

But Martin also knows that Murphy's idea has been fixed. Now he can't listen to anything, and can only let the facts speak.

They quickly walked through this street, and the yellow sand, which blurred the realm of reality and illusions, was blown away by the wind, lost all the mana, turned into ordinary sand, and returned to nature.

Huangsha scattered, the reality gradually stable, the space belonging to London gradually drifted away, and the cities and people in Los Angeles appeared beside Martin and Murphy.

The two of them did not cover up their whereabouts, and the people walking on the street did not notice the two people who suddenly had extra.

Martin looked around, and did not see too many traces related to war, but the Los Angeles Battle had not been long before.

People in this city can't wait to throw away those painful trauma, continue to immerse themselves in entertainment, and continue their enjoyment.

"well!"

Martin doesn't know what to say. Although the Justice Alliance strives to regulate the plan for post -disaster reconstruction, the result is actually average.

Regardless of how the government contractors promised before joining, these plans were finally disrupted. Several major consortiums made their own land and wanted to engage in real estate. By the way, the slums were driven out of Los Angeles.

As for where those people have to go after leaving the slums?

Of course, the commercial company does not care, because they are not the government, they have no rights and obligations to do these things.

The government will not manage, because those people have left Los Angeles and no longer belong to their jurisdiction.

The Justice League can’t do anything about it. Their financial, material and human resources have been used to the limit. They are not able to help the superhumans who only account for a small proportion of the population, let alone the ordinary people who are more numerous.

“I smell too much fantasy in this city.”

Morpheus was not happy about this. Instead, he frowned: “This city will be destroyed sooner or later.”

He symbolizes both illusion and reality. Although he usually weaves dreams, he will strictly separate the two.

Those who try to use the characteristics of dreams to influence reality or dream creations are mercilessly executed by him.

“The illusory carnival will always end. When the firewood is burned out, this prosperous you will eventually reveal the nature of depravity.”

The United States cannot maintain this set for a long time. People all over the world know it, and Americans know it too.

It’s just that people at the top have too many resources and can always delay the arrival of this result by letting others die.

Of course, the more this delay is, the greater the pressure accumulated by the entire human society. When it breaks out, it may destroy the entire human society.

Martin sighed in his heart, but it was just a sigh.

Although he was special, he was not so special that a few complaints could change the entire course of human history.

So after complaining, he took Morpheus to the Light Bar and continued to do what he had to do.

On the way to the Light Bar, Morpheus remained silent, silent, and solemn, as if he was going to a special date.

Martin grabbed the handlebars of the motorcycle in front and rushed on the road.

Los Angeles is a big city after all. If you want to find some urban areas where middle-class and above citizens gather, whether it is public security or infrastructure, the police are also very responsible.

It takes a lot of time to walk in such an urban area. If you exceed the speed limit, it is easy to be checked.

However, Martin's driving skills are very good, and with the control of the hoof shadow, they quickly arrived at the Light Bar.

It was a whole building, five or six stories high, located in a core area of ​​Hollywood. I don’t know how many zeros it costs just for the land.

Although it was just past noon and the Light Bar had not yet opened, a long line had already formed outside the door, including many wealthy people and celebrities, who were patiently waiting for the bar to open.

"It seems that we can only use some special means to make Lucifer come to us on his own initiative."

Martin looked at the crowded door and gave up the idea of ​​forcing his way in.

"Can't we just walk in directly?"

Morpheus was puzzled as to why Martin was going through all this trouble.

"These wealthy people and celebrities surrounding the door will not recognize you as the master of dreams. If we break in now, we will only have a boring fight."

Martin shook his head, thinking that he still overestimated the quality of these people.

As for the methods of going through the back door or climbing the window, they could not be used because they came to ask Lucifer for help. Choosing other methods would only make things more troublesome.

"Then let me remind you in advance not to be too fancy, otherwise it will easily be regarded as a provocation."

Morpheus kindly reminded him to give Martin a handful of dream sand at his invitation.

The reason why he didn't use the power of death was very simple. The impact was too great. He couldn't pass the message by killing people.

"Huh!"

Martin blew a breath, and the dream sand in his palm flew out, turning into a petite bird, flapping its wings and flying into the bar from all the gaps.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

...

In the Light Bar.

"Detective Chloe, I promise you..."

Lucifer was talking endlessly to the beautiful policewoman about a case they had just encountered today.

Although Lucifer would become a mortal uncontrollably when he was with Chloe, his brain was still smart, and he deduced the murderer without spending any effort.

"Evidence, Lucifer! I believe your analysis, but if you want to convict him in court, you must have evidence."

Chloe didn't like this dissolute nobleman at first, but after spending a long time together, she got used to his existence.

"There will be evidence, detective."

Lucifer patted his chest. Finding evidence is not difficult, especially for someone like him who is outside the rules.

"I..."

But just as he was about to promise something, he saw birds made of yellow sand flying in, landing on the floor, table, and stage, and then turned into fireworks and bubbles, which were beautiful but fleeting.

Chloe was shocked. She didn't know the existence of heaven and hell yet, and she didn't know that the seemingly dissolute nobleman in front of her was the real Lucifer.

Although Lucifer had no magic power, he could still see where the yellow sand came from at a glance.

"When did this guy Murphys run out?"

Lucifer certainly knew Murphys. As friends and rivals, they often went to see each other make a fool of themselves. Anyway, they wouldn't die, so they just took it as a pastime.

"Don't worry, detective! That was just a joke between an old friend and me. But I'm afraid you have to figure out the evidence yourself, or we'll see each other tomorrow."

"Don't worry about the case. I'm not a paid policeman."

Chloe is indeed a woman who is swift and decisive. When Lucifer has something to do, she is ready to solve the case herself.

"Be careful, but it won't be a big deal if you rest for a night."

Lucifer raised his glass to greet her, watched her leave the Light Bar, felt the power flowing through his body again, and called his followers.

"Mads, we won't open the door today. Please invite our guests in."

Lucifer came to the other side of the bar and took out all the good wines he collected.

A female demon with wheat skin and Gothic style came out and looked at her master who had not been serious for a long time in confusion:

"Who is outside that can make you so serious?"

"Mads, Mads!"

Lucifer looked at the follower who was taken care of by him, shook his head and said: "I should have taught you more things in the past, otherwise your eyesight would not be so bad that you can't even recognize Morpheus's dream sand."

"It's the dream master, he actually escaped?"

Mads was surprised.

It is no secret in hell that Morpheus was imprisoned by mortals. After all, it is impossible to hide the fact that Morpheus's helmet was sold by mortals. As long as it is checked, everything will be clear.

"He is the master of dreams. Do you think he will be imprisoned by mortals forever?"

After coming to the human world, Lucifer's patience has become better and better.

In the past, even if Maize was Lucifer's favorite follower, he would never explain so much.

If his subordinates dared to object to any orders, they would be thrown into the abyss to be tortured.

"But your suspicion is reasonable. With Morpheus's character, he would rather die than bow to me. So, there is another person with him this time."

Lucifer cleaned the bar in front of him with both hands: "I have wanted to see him for a long time. He is a very special person."

"Special?"

Maize's eyes lit up instantly.

She was born without any background. She was an ordinary little devil in hell. She was abandoned at birth. She was met by Lucifer by chance and became his attendant.

To be honest, Lucifer didn't have any danger to deal with, and the demons in hell couldn't jump in front of him.

Therefore, Maz always enforced authority on his behalf, and over time, he developed a strong and belligerent character.

"Constrain your belligerent character, Maz! Today, you are definitely not the opponent of the human outside. I don't want to ruin such a wonderful meeting because of your impulse."

Lucifer knocked on the table without using any spells, but Maz still felt great pressure and bowed his head respectfully.

"I will obey your orders, my master!"

After that, the demon walked out of the light bar and quickly locked onto Morpheus, but when he saw Martin beside him, he frowned.

She didn't know this human, and didn't see anything special about him.

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