Hero, you have crossed [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Even if Hernan finds out where the heavenly father Lzaya is, he can't help Lucas.

Loki sent Lucas into the 'inside' of the Heavenly Father's palace with the power of the space gem.This inside is a strange concept, because there is no 'outside' here.The technology of the New Protoss is indeed quite advanced. After the mother box technology was further developed, the Heavenly Father lived in this "sanctuary" that only he could enter.

This is an endless white space.Holy and empty, solemn and eerie.

Lucas was in this pure white.He held the spear of Longinus in his hand, and the iron sword belonging to Paradise Island hung on his waist.He looked around casually with a little curiosity, and then blinked.

For some reason, for a brief moment, Lucas felt as if he were Theseus.

He smiled faintly at the ridiculous thought.Of course he couldn't be Theseus, he was never a hero in any concept.

But he was no Minotaur either.

The thought was fleeting.Lucas had no further thoughts, and he continued to walk forward.

The white shirt on his body can almost blend with the background, his temperament is so clean, and his breath is so young.

His handsomeness and fearlessness seemed to be infected with something.As if disappointed or shaken by something observing him.But who knows, who cares?Anyway Lucas didn't know and didn't care.

The young man walked aimlessly forward.There is no fear in his heart, as if the bravest use this.But the strange thing is that he doesn't seem to have any killing intent.

The blond young man walked forward.He didn't know (but could guess) that Hernan had slaughtered for him, turning countless promising soldiers into hideous minced meat.He didn't know that high-level fighters had assembled to defeat the hateful Superman with crowd tactics.He didn't know that Loki just watched with a numb expression, expecting the wolves to seriously injure the tiger.

He just walked and searched calmly.He was neither arrogant nor impetuous, as if he was a fool without awe.

...

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Lzaya couldn't understand what Lucas was thinking.

He doesn't like it.Father, great, exalted Father—he doesn't like this kind of people who are out of his control.

... Ah yes, he occasionally gets into trouble, and occasionally hesitates.He often felt that the bastard was just an ant not worth paying attention to, but he also often thought about the sleeplessness that this young man was thinking about.

Lzaya also didn't understand why she wavered.Just like he didn't understand why Lucas would suddenly choose to fight him.

The young man had better choices.At this time, Lucas was still too young, no matter in terms of strength or experience, he was not worthy to be compared with him.

This decisive battle is undoubtedly more beneficial to him.But Lzaya still doesn't like this feeling.

Whether this kind of caring emotion, this kind of weighing and thinking, all made him feel that he cared too much and exposed his weakness-and this must not be allowed!

How much did he pay to finally kill and exterminate those vicious and dark monsters?His most beloved granddaughter abandoned him, and that stupid child couldn't understand his painstaking efforts; his most important son left without saying goodbye, cowardly refusing to assume the responsibilities he should bear!

——Power, with power comes responsibility!

...why Becca and Scott just can't understand?We have such powerful power, we possess such powerful technology, and our faith and determination are so noble... Then why don't we lead those races that are one step behind to true prosperity?

Why are Becca and Scott unwilling to admit that the group of slaves on Apocalypse did have a better life?

- He's the right one!Justice and fairness stand behind him, and his beliefs are not wrong!

A strange red fire emerged from Lzaya's eyes.He wasn't just observing anymore.He 'appeared'.

Lucas was slightly taken aback by this.About [-] meters in front of him, a simple golden seat suddenly appeared, on which sat a serious-looking white-haired old man.The other party frowned, as if looking at him but not looking at him.Those eyes were quite sharp, but they looked like they were looking at a pile of garbage.

For some reason, Lucas himself didn't know why.He showed a smile.Like every kid who finally finds a unicorn.His smile is very sincere, as he continues to move forward.

His smile displeased Lzaya.He won't admit to feeling uneasy.So he was even more unhappy.He still doesn't understand why he regards this Darkseid's grandson as a beast. With a thought in mind, Lzaya took the initiative to speak.

"That sword."

Lucas froze for a moment.Heavenly Father's casual tone still aroused his curiosity—it was his mother's sword.It was the sword that killed his mother.

"That sword is from Paradise Island. Child, it came from your grandmother, a Paradise Island warrior."

Heavenly Father spoke plainly.He tried to shake Lucas's spirit, tried to make him feel ashamed.

"Your grandfather raped her like a beast and impregnated the warrior who wanted to kill him with his child."

"This noble warrior endured humiliation and gave birth to your mother. She never bet her hatred against your grandfather on her daughter... But Greer, your biological mother, she is worthy of being the mother of this dirty blood." successor."

Heavenly Father's tone was tinged with disgust.When loathing emanates from someone as strong as Lzaya, it is often quite deadly.

But Lucas still didn't respond.To be precise, the blond youth once again showed a childlike expression.He seemed a little curious, but also a little confused.

He was not offended by the Father's words, nor did he feel any shame.He listened to all this cruelty like a story, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Lucas does think it has nothing to do with him.

Even when Lzaya told him in disgust that his mother also used this iron sword to kill his grandmother... Lucas was only slightly surprised.

His mood swings are always minimal.Ridiculously small.Small enough to arouse Lzaya's irritability again.

The wrinkles on the Father's brow deepened.He finally looked at Lucas for real.Those deep blue eyes were cold and full of majesty.But his enemy...his opponent, the young man he had to kill, still had a frightening curiosity on his face.

He even tilted his head and gave a wonderful smile.It seemed a little confused, and a little unsure how to speak.

But Lucas spoke anyway.Although he didn't want to talk to Heavenly Father.It seemed pointless to him...but he spoke anyway.

"What does it mean?"

There was also a strange, non-sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Why are you telling me this... How do you think I'll react? Should I be ashamed? Or should I be angry?"

He was calm as if he had no emotion.But obviously not the case. Lzaya felt offended again.He felt like he was facing a monster he had never seen before.

And he had seen quite a few monsters.Jia Khan, Dakseid, Thanos... He has seen too many, too many monsters.

But Lucas is different.

This 'different' makes the Heavenly Father shake.It made him subconsciously clenched the armrest of his throne.

"...Yes, you should."

Lzaya's tone was filled with anger.He stared at this damn bastard who was more like his 'own' than the Apocalypse, as if looking at another piece of rotten wood.

"I know your nature, Lucas. It's not that I don't know everything about you."

"You don't think that without my tacit approval, you can successfully grow up to adulthood, right? Do you really think that Lucifer will fight against existences like us for you?"

"I've been watching you, I know you, Lucas."

Lucas blinked.

"You're not pure bad, you're not hopeless! I've been comforted by it, I've been really happy by it. There's a light in your heart, and I'm encouraged by that!"

"...And now, this has become the source of my deep entanglement."

His voice gradually became heavier, and Lucas listened carefully, as if he believed it completely, but also seemed to just want to hear it.

"You and I will have a battle. There must be one of you and me who can fully inherit this power. This is a sad fate, and this is a desperate responsibility... It's not that I didn't think about guiding you and supporting you, and it's not that I didn't I thought about making me younger." He paused unconsciously. "You survive."

'but'.Lucas thought.

There is always a but.

"But all these years, you don't seem like a man who can completely control this pure darkness and lead it to the right path. Lucas, I don't think you can bear this power!"

Lucas blinked again.But Heavenly Father was a little emotional when he said it.The body of this strong and leader leaned forward slightly, and a strange fanaticism appeared on his old and majestic face:

"I don't think you can fully digest this unique power! This terrible darkness! You are not the chosen one, you have never tried to take responsibility, you cannot bear this power!"

"I can't just watch the second Darkseid be born!"

The old man spoke loudly and firmly.He glared at Lucas.Lucas looked a little uncomfortable.

"Your desires will make you corrupt, you don't have a clear goal, which will make you an extremely uncontrollable existence."

Lucas had no doubts, he believed that Lzaya must really believe what he said.

"I understand that you may think that I am very ridiculous, and you may think that I have indeed fallen into the depths of corruption and been swallowed by greed as Becca said."

Lucas didn't blink, but he pursed his lips unconsciously.He felt that he might have noticed something.He seemed to finally understand why Heavenly Father had to talk to him so much.

Heavenly Father, ruler of Nova, and Darkseid's old enemy. Lzaya has never parted ways with the position of justice and justice in his life... He said these words, I am afraid that he hoped that Lucas would also agree with him, thinking that he is a better person who should inherit this "power" .

...that's really weird.Now that you have decided to do it, why do you want to be recognized by others?

Lucas looked awkward.His nature has always been taciturn, so he didn't want to refute aloud.

"But I know I don't—look out and see all this, Lucas!"

"I have not changed! My people know this best! I promised to lead them to glory, and I did! I promised to bring peace and dignity back to Nova, and I did!"

"Go ask the slaves on Apocalypse, ask them if I'm their savior! Lucas, I can do what you can't, something great and right—"

Lzaya has risen from his throne.He looked directly at Lucas, trying to find wavering in his expression.

It took a few seconds for Heavenly Father to finally be sure.No.Nothing at all.Lucas still just looked at him calmly, rather than angry, ashamed or ashamed, he might be more concerned about whether to continue to fight directly.

This made him even angrier.

"—Wake up, child, I will kill you, my existence, my glory, my everything—the weight of my existence is far more important than you!"

Lucas frowned.The Father's wrath finally infected him.

The enemy’s emotions are so hot and sincere (at least the Heavenly Father himself believed it), and to continue to remain silent like this seems to lack some momentum and sincerity.

He opened his mouth, facing the 'fate' who wanted him to wake up...he showed a somewhat weird, persistent and sure smile.

"But,"

"But I want to live."

The blond youth's smile widened.He clenched the god-killing gun tightly in his hand, as if stroking his lover's back.Lucas's smile widened slightly, and there seemed to be bright stars shining in his eyes.

That weird light is more terrifying than anything else, as if it can engulf and crush everything.

"I want to live and my brother wants me to live too."

"Somebody's desperate, everything-forsaking hope I'm the sad survivor... I don't think I'll inherit any power, Father, I think it's a terrible curse."

As he spoke, he continued to move forward, gradually approaching the old enemy with an ugly expression.

"But my brother wants me to live, even though I might become his worst enemy. A nightmare he can't kill."

"...I can't, can't let him down."

The youth's smile is mixed with longing and nostalgia, unexplained happiness and pure, simple desire to "go on".

"And I have someone I like. My heart keeps beating for another heart. My temperature keeps going up just thinking about him."

"His presence just makes me happy. Maybe it doesn't feel real, but I feel happy because of it, and I believe in my possibility because of it."

His smile is full of pure personal desire-desire.Nothing is right, nothing is just, nothing makes sense.

All this is just that this young man, this man, this beast, he finally wants something.

He finally began to look forward to and believe that he has a 'future'.

"So yes, yes, that's right, Highfather, you are more important than I am, and you can create more correct things..."

But there is always a but.

"But I want to live. To live for those who love me, and to live for myself."

"And I shall live."