[Comprehensive British and American] Don't rush, the angel beast is evolving

Under the attack of those devices, Rorschach was seriously injured.

His power was almost exhausted, and he couldn't even maintain the state of the angel beast. He could only use his last bit of strength to materialize the sword of judgment in his right hand, hold it in his hand, and open the door of the warehouse.

He didn't expect to meet Clark here...

He hadn't expected to meet Clark like that.

Clark looked disgusted and loathed.The bushy eyebrows were raised, and there was no deep affection in the Kryptonian blue eyes.

On the intoxicating blue irises,? Only his panicked face reflected in Clark's eyes.

Clark looked at him and walked towards him.

For a moment he backed away almost in fear.

At that moment, the sword of judgment in his hand was extinguished.

He holds the sword of judgment.

...and Clark knew who he was.

A lot went through his mind in just a few seconds.

Clark must have known he was the Angel Beast.With the well-known sword in his hand.

Will he feel like he's been lying to him all this time?

Would he feel that his approaching him all came from a hidden secret?

Rorschach backed away in despair, but Clark rushed towards him without hesitation.

The killing intent of the god on earth almost crushed his heart.

He looked sadly at Clark's face—the face he loved, as handsome as the sun god Apollo,? There was no longer any vowed love.

He looked at Louise behind Clark.

Did Clark think he had kidnapped Louise?

But he really, never...never wanted to,? To take anything from Clark...

He really wanted to clarify to Clark right away that he really didn't mean to deceive him.

But Clark had already propelled him through the atmosphere.

Clark's hands wrapped around his neck.

He desperately wanted to touch Clark's face in his suffocation.

But he really has no strength...

His heart trembled with pain.

His heart wept.

He couldn't help but want to cry.

His tears dripped onto Clark's hands.He was in Clark's hands with difficulty, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "Are you going to kill me,? Clark?"

Clark didn't answer.

He finally fell to despair.

If that's what Clark wants...

If this was Clark's revenge for all his deceit.

he thinks.

...he wasn't going to stand up to Clark.

He finally looked at Clark without his blue eyes, with an even gentle,?

His body turned into a bone in the burning of the atmosphere.

His soul left...

Someone caught his soul that was trapped in the endless night.

He travels through the universe again.

Come to the end of the universe.

He had a good dream in his deep sleep.

In the dream he saw the grown Clark for the first time.

He happily opened his CD collection cabinet, counted the discs one by one, and told Clark the stories that fascinated him.

Rorschach said he was tired? He turned his head and wanted to ask Clark if he had any favorite discs, when he saw...

Clark smiled and listened patiently to his ramblings.

The autumn sun was warm and bright that afternoon, and the yellow light shone on Clark through the white curtains, making him seem to be shining in the sun.

...making him like a sun god in the sun.

Like the one he fell in love with first, the Superman who picked up the little girl in the sunset.

He laughed so silly at that time... He kept talking in his mouth, and various words came one after another, as if to cover up what he really wanted to blurt out in his heart.

What made him happy was not that someone could listen to his nonsense...but that he really came to Clark's side.

This is the person he has loved since he was a child.

The Kryptonian's blue eyes were the most beautiful color he had ever seen in his life.

...Clark would never know that he had spent his life loving him.

……

He wakes up at the end of the universe.

All of a sudden, the memories of the past and the present fell into his heart one after another.

…He was still wearing his white army uniform on the Damalis Line, his blond hair falling down over his eyes.

The faint blue god stood in front of him.

He clenched his fists and looked up at him with tears in his eyes.

"why?"

He questioned the most powerful god in the universe.

"You've been watching me...you've been by my side!" He clenched his fists and complained to the god, "you can stop me...you can stop him!"

Because of the paranoia in his genes, he went to the trap that was set for him without hesitation.

Because of his paranoia, he did not resist Clark's killing of him...

...But, how painful would it be to kill Clark himself?

He couldn't imagine Clark's pain.He was heartbroken over what Clark might suffer.

If he's conscious...if he's sane...

Then he would not let Clark kill him no matter what.

He's not going to let Clark get hurt a little bit.

How could he be willing to let Clark get hurt a little for him?

Dr. Manhattan's pure white eyes are like billions of ruthless formulas in the universe, equal and uniform, only occasionally projecting a distraction for him.

The god said calmly: "Beings like me, every choice we make will split new realities over and over again in the universe, and those worlds that are opened up in our choices will usher in the world without exception." ultimate demise.

"...So I can't change any of the choices. I have to continue the original choice, otherwise, the world he lives in, the timeline you and I live in, will also usher in changes. I don't have any choice.——When I By becoming eternal, I also lose the power to make choices."

Rorschach sat down in front of him as if struggling.

He clenched his hands helplessly and pressed his forehead.

He asked Him in a trembling, painful voice: "But have you ever thought about how much pain Clark will have?"

Dr. Manhattan watched him silently.

The darkness surrounding them, the Prometheus galaxy, surged around them, as if it was about to break out of the ground and engulf them.

"You didn't do what I wanted you to do. You didn't stop him. The future I see is still dark." Dr. Manhattan said again.

Rorschach gave a low wry smile.

"How do I stop it?"

"I've done everything I can."

"Isn't it enough?"

Doctor Manhattan's pure white eyes looked down at him.

It was as if he was looking at someone through him.

"Not enough...not everything."

God told him so.

Rorschach raised his head and asked softly, "Are you always so cruel?"

Dr. Manhattan paused.

He took a few steps back slowly.

Behind him, the pink gravel began to rise, smeared with various colors.

He retreated into Smallville's endless farmland, familiar to Rorschach.

Those ripe stalks were packed with a bountiful harvest of corn.

The corn stalks swayed in the breeze, and the green leaves covered his body.

"It is not I who is cruel, but the laws of the universe."

Doctor Manhattan looked at him calmly and said.

"Outsider, you are also a part of the law of the universe. No one can escape the established destiny. You must do what I tell you to do...if you can see these." Scarlet light flashed on it.

A patch of ruins appeared to his right.

The iconic golden planet sculpture at the top of the Daily Planet Building in the ruins is sunken deep into the ground, surrounded by incomplete and destroyed buildings, and the steel bars exposed on the building body seem to be bones stretching into the sky.

That's... the Metropolis.

It was a metropolis that Rorschach had never seen before, falling into dead silence and becoming a land of no man.

Occasionally, a vulture circling in the air would swoop down to the ground and take out a piece of carrion from the dusty ground and layers of ruins.

Rorschach's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Metropolis...how could...who is it?!"

Dr. Manhattan then raised his left hand again.

On his left, a vast expanse of flying smoke.

is falling on all the cities of the earth.

Among the ashes of the invading army from Apocalypse, the God of Earth with scarlet eyes rose from the ground to the sky.

Countless people cried loudly. In the despair of the end of the world, they stretched out their hands for help to the god in the sky.

Billions of people surrender at the feet of the gods on earth.

They bow down to him like his followers.

A tsunami of prayers composed of billions of pious voices, all shouting the same name... "Superman".

Dr. Manhattan lowered his hands at the same time.

All the terrifying scenes dissipated in the falling of His palm.

"Go save him."

Dr. Manhattan's tone did not fluctuate.

"Otherwise, the world will be destroyed because of him."

Rorschach was stunned, opened his eyes in disbelief, his eyes lost focus in the illusion shown by Dr. Manhattan, "He...he really..."

"Go save the earth," the pink gravel behind Dr. Manhattan changed again, and turned into the glorious, clean, bright, and prosperous metropolis in the past, with blue sky and tall buildings, "As a reward for you, I can promise you any request."

Rorschach interrupted him without waiting for him to finish, "I will go back."

His voice was trembling, but there was determination in his expression.

"I will definitely go back. But—I don't want my body anymore."

He slowly calmed down and said calmly.

If it wasn't for his body...if it wasn't for that damn suppressor.If it wasn't for his damn genes.

He would never let Clark fall into such pain.

"You once reorganized me into a cat," he looked at the surrounding pink gravel, "you can definitely reorganize me into a body. I think this is not difficult for you."

Doctor Manhattan paused.

After a long time, he said, "Have you decided to give up your past yet?"

Luo Xia raised his face, looked at the blue god in front of him, and said word by word, "I've never been there."

Dr. Manhattan turned his face away.The vista of the metropolis behind him changed drastically, and suddenly became a universe with thousands of stars shining.

"...Maybe you will."

As he said so, he gently raised his hand and sent Rorschach to Earth again.

……

Rorschach came to Earth for the third time.

He was like carbon turned into diamonds by the heat of the fire and the pressure of friction.Then it became light again.

He woke up with the suffocation of the frozen trachea and the convulsions of the neural network, and his whole body was cold and stiff.

The coldness all over his body even made him suspect that his bones were crackling.

He frowned slightly, and found himself in a large rectangular container.

Someone roughly dragged him out of the container.

The man took him by the arm and moved him to a battered black lab chair.

There was still a fine layer of ice flakes on Luo Xia's eyelashes.His eyes ached from being stabbed by the sudden light, and he half-closed his eyelids, looking at everything around him in a hazy vision.

He cautiously did not make a sound, with a slight confusion on his face.

A dark-haired man with dark eyebrows held his head.

His hair was pulled back so that he had to lift his head to reveal his entire face.

The man's nose bridge is very narrow, and the brow bone is deeply pressed on the eyes, making the eyes appear dim.He was dressed in a black suit, and on the bulletproof armor on his chest, there were two distinct white brush marks, like two crossed bones.

He stared at Rorschach for a long time, scrutinizing Rorschach's face with deep eyes.

Rorschach lowered his eyes subconsciously and did not make eye contact with him.

——Intuition told him that this man could take his life at any time.

The man turned his head and said to several adult men with guns standing beside him: "Call Zemo over here, let him take a look at this..."

His gaze was like a vigilant cheetah, and quickly slid back to Rorschach's face.

"Let him see this man, does he look like that dead idiot?"

The author has something to say: more tomorrow, take it easy today, the last few chapters have been written so hard for me.

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