[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

"I... wait!"

Matthew was shocked and asked the White Queen: "Who are you? Why do you know that this world is not real?"

more importantly--

Why is your face exactly like his!

The last question, Matthew didn't say it.

He looked at the White Queen expectantly, hoping to get the answer he wanted.

The White Queen smiled lightly and said, "Through your rhetorical question, I can confirm that you really know that the world is fake, and you already know that the world is the dream of a girl named Catherine."

"you……"

"What's going to happen next?"

"I'm not Catherine, how do I know what's going to happen next?"

Matthew looked at the White Queen speechlessly.

Obviously, the White Queen was no more a creation of Catherine's imagination than he was.

But knowing that the White Queen isn't an NPC character created by Catherine's dream world doesn't make it any easier to follow.

After all, Catherine is the power that dominates this world.

In other words, she is the creator god of this world and the master of everything.

To break Catherine's mastery over the world, unless——

"Do you want a more powerful force to step in and destroy the world Catherine created?"

The White Queen looked at Matthew slyly.

Matthew's heart moved, and he blurted out: "What is your relationship with him!"

"What do you say?"

The White Queen smiled and kissed Matthew on the cheek.

Matthew suddenly felt the familiar warmth: "It turns out—"

"He has existed in the world for at least 100 billion years. During these 100 billion years, He has pinched countless incarnations, and most of them were imprisoned by the Supreme God into the No. 666 universe with Him, but There are still a small number of them wandering in various parallel universes, becoming a bridge between him and the world outside the 666th universe."

The White Queen opened her mouth blankly, and said words that made Matthew both heartbroken and comforted: "The one standing in front of you is an incarnation of Him who drifted into the dream universe."

"The you who were with me before... were..."

Matthew was a little confused.

The White Queen hugged Matthew: "He has the uniqueness of countless parallel universes, that is to say, the countless Hes that exist in countless parallel universes are Him, the only Him."

"so--"

"It's all He, and it's all me."

"Then I..."

Matthew finally breathed a sigh of relief, hugging Lucifer who was transformed into the White Queen: "What's the matter with the Red King? Why does he have the face of a newcomer?"

"Because the power that controls this world knows the First Fallen."

"Catherine?"

"Catherine is just the power to create the dream, not the master. In the depths of Catherine's consciousness, another force is controlling everything."

Lucifer said gently: "That guy is the real purpose of my trip."

"It turns out I was just—"

"You are the driving force for me to come here, and He is the purpose of my coming here. The two are not contradictory."

"But--"

"We're going to have a formal wedding soon!"

Lucifer interrupted Matthew and said directly: "At the wedding scene, you will drink the potion that will allow men to have children, and then your body will undergo certain changes. At the beginning, there may be a little pain, but fortunately, the pain is only temporary. permeates every cell, and you feel comfortable... very... very comfortable..."

"Your expression makes me uneasy."

Matthew muttered silently, and suddenly thought of something: "I drank the medicine for men to have children in the dream world, will it affect my body in the real world?"

"No, because the potion that makes men have children is a setting that I forcibly added in order to break Catherine's control over the dream world and lead out the guy hidden in the depths of Catherine's consciousness. As long as I disagree, it will not affect reality. .”

"Why am I more worried after listening to your explanation?"

Matthew muttered silently.

Lucifer didn't explain.

……

Matthew and the others had been in the dream world for three full days, but for Damian and the others who stayed in the real world, less than half an hour had passed.

Hearing that Strange and Matthew brought Charlene into Catherine's dream world, Tony hurriedly left the small town high school auditorium and rushed back to Charlene's home, watching the three of them shaking hands with great interest.

"I really want to use a marker to write words starting with F on their faces." Tony said on the spur of the moment.

Damian: "Why are you more like a child than me?"

Tony: "Writing on their faces with a marker pen is just my idea, and I haven't acted yet."

"So you're going to let it go?"

Damian stood up angrily, holding a marker in his hand, ready to—

【Do you miss me? 】

Next to the magic circle drawn around Catherine's bed, a line of text suddenly appeared.

Both Damian and Tony jumped in surprise: "Sailor's Paradise?"

【Guess right—】

"But you should... how could you..."

asked Tony, puzzled.

Although he knew that Sailor Paradise is a non-earth dimension creature.

[My consciousness can temporarily leave my body and reside in other objects.At least, it will be easier for you to understand this way. 】

"All right……"

Damian pulled up a chair and sat beside the magic circle, and said to Sailor's Paradise, "Why did you come here suddenly? Do you have something to tell us?"

[Very dangerous things are happening in Catherine's dream world, you must protect their bodies in the real world. 】

"Since terrible things are happening in the dream world, why protect their bodies in the real world? Could it be that protecting their bodies in the real world can determine the outcome of the battle in the dream world?"

Damian is puzzled.

Tony also found Sailor Paradise's words puzzling.

But in the next second, they-

"Listen up, people inside! Get out of here immediately! Otherwise, we'll kill you in! Kill all of you!"

Rough roars sounded around the cabin, accompanied by the whistling of bullets.

"Which bastard?"

Damian looked annoyed.

Tony Stark looked at the portable mech bracelet.

Harley, who was watching the finals of the modeling competition in the living room, also raised her hammer, and yelled at the window while blowing bubbles: "Where did you come from, you bastard! How dare you interrupt me to watch the finals!"

"We're the Rogue Rocket Brothers!"

The non-mainstream gangsters with colorfully dyed hair who besieged the wooden house stood on the pickup truck that had been transformed into a chariot, and shouted with weapons: "Now the countdown is five! If you don't get out, we will let you—"

"To shut up!"

Harry didn't bother to listen to the gangsters' declaration, and rushed out wielding a big hammer!

Tony on the second floor also opened the window and used the short vaccine in free fall to complete the splicing of the aerial mecha.

"No matter what killer you are sent by any organization, from now on, this house is our protection!"

"Hehe! You guys are nothing!"

The gangsters who called themselves the Rogue Rocket Brothers opened their mouths, revealing mouths that had been transformed into weapons: "We are all cyborgs! Truly invincible cyborgs!"

"Reformers get out of here too!"

Damian stood on the roof, with the starfish wearing a special Robin cloak standing on his shoulders, clasped his fists, and announced majestically, "This is my place! If you don't want to die, get out of here immediately!"

"This is impossible! You have no idea what a great god you are fighting against!"

The reformers of the rogue Rocket Brothers raised their hands, raining bullets towards the small building.

Seeing this situation, the three people who were always ready to enter the battle state reacted sharply to attack the enemy and protect Charlene's family!

The battle quickly heated up.

The residents of the small town all heard the news and came with their guns.

For a while, almost everyone in the town gathered around Charlene's family, except the murderers who gathered in the hotel to hold an offline party for serial killers.

Seeing the noise outside through the shutters, they were all infected by the simple folk customs of the town, and prepared to—

"Don't leave in a hurry, just finish one thing for me."

The Nordic gods with exaggerated horn decorations descended from the sky, with their hands outstretched, they arrogantly declared: "Look at my appearance, worship my holiness! I am your savior! LO—"

Before the word "Loki" could be finished, a stronger force overwhelmed Loki.

Immediately afterwards, a beauty of unidentifiable gender appeared and stepped on the back of the knocked down Loki.

"I am the protagonist, you are just a foil!"

"All right……"

Loki shut his mouth reluctantly.

The beauty raised her head and glanced at the serial killers present.

In an instant, all serial killers have a strong desire in their hearts.

They crazily worship the genderless beauty who appears out of thin air, as if she were desire itself.

"Heed my call, follow your heart—"

As the beauty said so, the serial killers all fell into madness, their eyes were either black or blood red, and they became slaves of desire.

Rocky also climbed up with difficulty at this time, and reluctantly flattered him: "What will you arrange for me next?"

"What do you say?"

Before the words were spoken, the beauty with the power to arouse the deepest desires of any living being had disappeared.

Loki clenched the scepter in his hand, and said to the serial killers who were obsessed with desire, "Now—follow my orders and obey your hearts!"

"Woooooo!"

The serial killers yelled frantically and rushed into the town full of bullets.

……

The wedding is about to begin.

The servants who serve the castle are required to stay at the lower level, and must not be seen by the nobles, polluting the eyes of the nobles.

Taking advantage of the servants being driven away, Catherine changed her tattered dress into a shining dress in an unoccupied corner, rode a golden carriage, and appeared at the entrance of the castle confidently.

Seeing the magnificent carriage, the guards did not dare to neglect, and stepped forward to salute: "Hello, dear lady."

"She is the noble Countess Catherine, and she came to the wedding of the White Queen and the Red Prince."

The kitchen goose-turned-groomman announced in a rough voice.

Hearing this, the guard hurriedly asked Catherine's carriage to enter the castle.

Catherine shook off her ladylike lace fan to hide her excited face.

The carriage ran over the stone slabs and brought Catherine into the magnificently decorated wedding hall.

At this time, the nobles were well-off, and both men and women wore gorgeous clothes, but no one's clothes shone brighter than Catherine's.

They bent down, looked at the shining Catherine with inferiority like welcoming a princess from afar, and voluntarily made way for this noble and strange princess to stand in the first row of the red carpet.

Then came the archbishop, his diadem and vestments richly studded with precious stones.

When he passed by Catherine, the archbishop stopped and looked suspiciously at Catherine, who had a strange face: "This woman is—"

"Countess Catherine."

Catherine spoke softly.

As soon as the words fell, the archbishop no longer had doubts in his eyes.

He took Catherine's hand that he offered as it should be, and kissed the back of her hand: "Hello, Countess Catherine."

"Hello, Archbishop."

After speaking, Catherine took a step back so that the archbishop could stand on the altar and preside over the wedding.

……

Everything is ready, the wedding officially began.

The White Queen, dressed in gorgeous wedding gowns, and her husband, the Red Prince, who she personally chose, walked slowly into the palace surrounded by nobles.

Catherine looked jealously at the approaching White Queen. She saw that the White Queen had an angel-like androgynous beauty, which had nothing to do with the softness and cuteness that a woman should have. She also saw that the White Queen's clothes had a ten-meter-long back. It takes ten flower girls to follow behind to hold up the heavy and lengthy hem.

This nasty woman!

She stole my husband!

can not stand!can not stand!

absolute!

Absolutely unacceptable!

Heart-piercing jealousy surged in Catherine's heart, and her hands clenched tightly, almost tearing her clothes to pieces.

She wished she could rush forward and announce her opposition to the marriage, but when she saw the Red Prince standing beside the White Queen, love overwhelmed her again in an instant.

He is still so handsome, so beautiful.

He deserves all the best things in the world.

Catherine thought sweetly and bitterly.

She is willing to kneel in front of the Red Prince with her soul in her hands, if doing so can make the Red Prince notice her and fall in love with her again.

but--

It's all the fault of the Red King and White Queen!

If it wasn't for their interference, the Red Prince would have married me!

instead of... not...

The extreme anger struck again, and Catherine couldn't control her anger any longer. She rushed forward and stopped the White Queen and Red Prince who were about to walk in front of the archbishop to complete the wedding ceremony: "You can't get married!"

"Who are you?" Lucifer's White Queen asked knowingly.

"I'm--"

"Catherine, you shouldn't be here."

Matthew continues to play the Red Prince who loves Catherine deeply.He said to her affectionately: "Leave quickly, before the White Queen is angry."

"No! No! I will not leave! Unless death! No power can make me leave you!"

Catherine reached out and held Matthew's hands: "I love you! You are my soul! You are my everything! The whole meaning of my existence in this world!"

"is it?"

"Yes, it has always been like this!"

Catherine reiterated affectionately, and said to the guards who tried to take her away: "I will die here and I will not leave! Love is all I have!"

"But you have already given birth to a daughter!" the White Queen in the form of Lucifer said coldly.

When Catherine heard this, she felt as if struck by lightning, and after regaining her senses, she roared: "Queen! How can you slander others indiscriminately! I only love the Red Prince! I have never loved anyone other than him! I have never given birth to anyone! "

"Really? Then how do you explain this girl?"

The White Queen raised her hand, and Charlene and Strange appeared on the red carpet holding hands.

"This... this is again..."

Charlene, who was on a perilous jungle adventure with Strange in the last second and now suddenly appeared at the wedding scene and found that the groom was still Matthew, was so shocked that her brain stopped functioning and she was stunned for a moment.

"Her name is Charlene, and she is your daughter."

The White Queen in the form of Lucifer ruthlessly announced: "You have a daughter! That's her!"

"No! It's not true! You're talking nonsense!"

Catherine yelled angrily.

But deep in her subconscious mind, she did not resist Queen White's words, as if Charlene who appeared in front of her was really her daughter.

At this time, Charlene gradually came back to her senses.

She looked at Catherine and the White Queen uneasily, not knowing what to do next.

Do you rush forward and tell Catherine "I am your daughter", or——

"Charlene, you may really be the key to the whole thing."

Strange lowered his head and whispered to Charlene, "She seems completely unaware of your existence, but that White Queen... that White Queen seems to be..."

"then what do I do?"

Charlene was even more confused.

Strange couldn't give useful advice at this time, so he said to Charlene: "Follow your heart."

"I--"

Charlene bit her lip and walked up to Catherine: "Mom..."

"Mother?"

When Catherine heard this, her body shook violently.

She didn't believe what Charlene said, but subconsciously admitted it.

She was overwhelmed by the overwhelming horror, which eventually turned into mad anger: "You have the wrong person! I am not your mother! I have no daughter! No!"

"but I--"

Although Charlene had already guessed that Catherine in the dream would not recognize her as a daughter, she still felt extremely heartbroken when she heard Catherine firmly stated that she had no daughter and that Charlene was not her daughter.

Distraught, she backed up three steps in a row before she stabilized her figure. Following Catherine's wishes, she slowly said: "You are right, I admit it wrong, you are not my mother! You are just a girl who looks like my mother. Very similar to a stranger!"

After speaking, Charlene pulled Strange to leave.

The White Queen raised her hand, and the guards blocked the way of Strange and Charlene.

"You trespassed on the palace! You can't just leave like this!"

"us--"

Charlene looked up and looked at Strange in pain.

Strange patted her on the shoulder: "Do you want to leave now or—"

"I...I don't know...I don't know anything right now...I...I-"

The girl choked up in pain, and a strong white light suddenly burst out from her chest!

"This—what's going on here!"

Charlene was terrified.

Subconsciously, she wanted to grab Strange's hand.

But when she stretched out her hand, she couldn't catch anything!

Strange disappeared.

The soldiers disappeared.

All the people around her disappeared.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness all around, and Charlene was the only one left.

……

Charlene's disappearance shocked many people, but more people turned their attention to Catherine.

Especially the Archbishop—

After regaining consciousness, the deacon beside him shouted in unison: "This woman is not a nobleman! She is a liar! She must be kicked out immediately!"

The White Queen in the form of Lucifer also leisurely walked in front of Catherine: "Do you want to leave by yourself or be forcibly driven out by my guards?"

"He doesn't love you! Even if you kill me, he still won't love you! The person he loves is me!"

Catherine argued weeping.

Charlene's appearance and disappearance did not leave a wave in her heart.

She is still Catherine who doesn't know Charlene's existence.

After confirming this, the White Queen looked at Matthew: "Red Prince, what are you going to do with this woman?"

"she--"

"The Red Prince! If you don't want to be with me, please kill me!"

Before Matthew could answer, Catherine had already yelled madly.

She was seized by strong feelings and became a slave of love.

Even if this love is forcibly implanted into her brain by the power that really controls this dream.

Matthew was very helpless. Of course he could not execute Catherine, but it was also impossible for him to love her as Catherine wished.

He can only-

"Kick her out of the castle and don't let her come back," Matthew said. "It's all my fault if someone is responsible for the whole thing."

"No! It's not your fault! It's not my fault to fall in love with you! It's just... just..."

Catherine looked at Matthew with deep pain, a sparkle in her throat.

Clearly, the dream world is about to change again.

Matthew couldn't help but clenched his hands.

Strange couldn't help but tense up.

Although he didn't understand what was going on in this world, he could clearly sense that there was something in the air——

"No! It's not like this! It shouldn't be like this! This is my story! My love story! Why can't it develop according to my heart!"

Catherine opened her mouth, and angry words poured out.

Every word is given entity, pounded in the luxurious palace.

Boom!Boom!

The magnificent palace became devastated in an instant, and almost all the nobles disappeared, leaving only the White Queen, the Red Prince, Strange, and Catherine who was wrapped in white flames.

"I don't want this result! This is not the love story I want! My story must be full of beauty and kindness! My love...my love...ah!"

More white light erupted from Catherine, nearly hollowing her out.

The palace was also crumbling in the white light.

Matthew realized that the situation was not good, so he rushed forward, and Strange, who was also aware of the serious situation and rushed forward, hugged the erupting Catherine from left to right: "Catherine! You must calm down! You must calm down! You cannot destroy world!"

"Destroy...the world...I...I..."

Catherine, whose whole body was covered by white light, opened her eyes hesitantly, looked at Matthew's face, her eyes were familiar yet unfamiliar: "Who are you? Why are you hugging me? What do you call me? Catherine? Who is Catherine?"

"Catherine is—"

"She was framed."

The White Queen, the incarnation of Lucifer, interrupted Matthew's explanation, and told them indifferently: "The white light is a concrete manifestation of the event that Catherine was forcibly formatted by the power that really controlled the dream world."