[Zhongyingmei] I save the world by transforming

"Meteor (Stella)—!!"

What kind of power is that?

It is unique and can only be witnessed once, a grand meteor shower.The meteor's life burned to the extreme at that moment, and then exploded, everything was covered by the scorching light, and it didn't return to normal until a long time later.

Then, when the light fell, whether it was Superman or the archer who came to end the war as promised, they had all been reduced to dust.

Under the shroud of light, Superman looked far away in the direction of the Fortress of Solitude, and he remembered the aircraft that would no longer be maintained by anyone, and the golden record.

...It seems that it is impossible to say goodbye.

No, even if there is a chance to meet again, can the little prince really recognize him like this?Superman couldn't help but looked down at his hands, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

He sighed, and before it dissipated completely, he handed out the slightly hot thing in his chest.Having lost that thing, he completely lost the capital to fight against that force, and his vision blurred quickly, so he couldn't see clearly whether the other party had received that gift.But he thought that fate had already treated him harshly, so he shouldn't treat another person with the same harshness.

Good luck.He said in his heart.

Just like that... The gods of this world disappeared completely from this world, leaving only a little ashes, which were quickly blown away in the sun.

"Solved... solved?" Ishtar, who was closest to the battlefield, was the fastest to recover from the shock and see the situation on the battlefield. Her strength also recovered a little under the excitement, and she happily said He wanted to look at the heroic spirit in red beside her, but there was nothing around her, "...Archer?"

Jason also stared at the bright red command spell that was slowly fading in his hand, frowned, and it took a long time to relax, "It's really a hurry... you are indeed the agent." And the sushi boat that was agreed has not been taught to him yet. ...Forget it, it's not an important thing.

When we meet again next time, let him fulfill his promise. Anyway, the world is on the brink of destruction more than a dozen times a year. Who knows what hero will be blackened next time.

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pain.

The whole body was in pain like being burned by a scalding flame, but over time Bai Kui discovered that the pain did not come from the outside, but from the inside, tearing Bai Kui's soul from the inside out.

Does it hurt so much... Didn't it mean that death is similar to falling asleep... Bai Kui can't feel his body, he can't even tell whether it's because he's numb from the pain or because he really lost his body.

Baikui struggled in the long pain that could not tell how long had passed. After a long time, a burst of coolness came, which somewhat relieved the endless suffering and allowed him to recover part of his thinking ability.

It was also at this time that two completely different voices rang in his ears at the same time.

The stern voice asked: "————?"

And another gentler way is to say: "——————?"

Although Bai Kui, who was in extreme pain, could hear what they said clearly, even if he hadn't thought about it, he just wanted to break free from the pain that could make people collapse hundreds or thousands of times, so...he didn't say anything, and at the same time He stretched out his hand in those two directions.

The voices of the two stopped at the same time, and the world was finally clean.Bai Kui let out a long sigh of relief, the severe pain that bothered him gradually dissipated, and he fell asleep peacefully.

-

Tony Stark of the main world blinked slowly, feeling very confused about the status quo.

If he remembers correctly... A few minutes ago, he should have been in Stark Tower, based on the three command spells that had appeared on him, researching the possibility of man-made command spells and then summoning heroic spirits.

Cough, by the way, he simulated the process of burning the Command Seals on a pork knuckle.So far, he has roasted more than a dozen pork knuckles with that kind of simulated ray, and Stark's employees began to have memory faults. The main thing they forgot was how many days he had eaten pork knuckles in a row.

But obviously, if it continues, even if the salary is so high that it is rare in New York, Mr. Stark will face a wave of complaints from employees. His dear artificial intelligence butler reminded: "Sir, I think it is time for you to I went out to communicate with my friends. Seventeen days have passed since you last appeared in front of them, and you refused three meetings with Colonel Rhodes, and Mr. Rogers..."

"I'm communicating with my only friend." Speaking to the AI ​​butler, Tony didn't blush at all, "I only trust you, so now, adjust the parameters and let's try again."

Even Mr. Butler's world-leading CPU processing system froze for a moment, and had to readjust according to the willful Mr. Stark's request, and recorded another failure data.

The hot rays simulated the wavelength of magic power, slowly engraved the core reactor-shaped command spell designed by Tony on the skin of the animal, and at the moment when the last imprint fell, a red light flashed in front of Tony's eyes, that familiar feeling Welling up in his heart, he couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Successful!?"

"Sir, the current energy intensity has exceeded the threshold, do you want to stop input?"

The brightness of the red light became more and more intense, reaching an uncomfortable level. Tony had a vague sense of foreboding, but success was in sight. He gritted his teeth and said, "Continue!"

... Then, he was swallowed by a burst of red light, and when he opened his eyes, he had already appeared here.

Clean ceilings, soft beds, but the pillows and sheets were messed up, and it was obvious that their owner was a young man who was not honest.There are many things scattered on the carpet, and the exposed wires on the integrated circuit board indicate that it is unfinished. A wrench, a screwdriver and a glue gun are lying next to it, and there is a book with a screw as a bookmark.

... This is clearly the layout of his room when he was young. He even remembered the contents of that book and the circuit board, which was the prototype of the little clumsy hand.

"...This is really not a funny joke." Tony looked around, picked up the wrench on the ground and held it in his hand. Obviously the layout of the room was so familiar, but his heart sank. At this moment, there is only this weight. The heavy wrench gave him a little sense of security.He looked around with a nonchalant smile. At this time, someone's footsteps outside the door were slowly approaching. He slowed down his breathing, and walked towards the door seemingly steadily. Then his left hand fell on the doorknob, and his right hand was raised high. wrench--

The door was pulled open from the inside out, but the wrench that Tony held high did not fall down. He froze in place, his eyes widened in disbelief, speechless.

Wearing exquisite makeup, but fine lines can be seen at the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, the woman raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Tony...? I came to ask you when you can leave, but you are...?"

"Dang." Tony's wrench fell out of his hand unconsciously, and when he looked at the eyes of the woman in front of him, something heavy blocked his throat, so that his voice was almost hoarse, "...Mom ?”

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Bruce Wayne, who is also the main world, slowly opened his eyes.

He remembered that before he was so sleepy that he lost consciousness, he should be conducting an experiment related to Heroic Spirits in the Batcave.Seriously, he can't be blamed for it, he believes that anyone who has gone through another night of rioting in Arkham and worked hard with his sons to send the criminals back, only to find that it is almost dawn , I can’t help but feel—it’s almost dawn anyway, so I don’t want to sleep at all, and finish my work with my current energy.

After all, the disappearance of Superman's son is no small matter.The Justice League has exhausted both scientific and magical means, and there is no trace of little Jonathan.In fact, they even used Constantine's relationship to ask Hell.Fortunately, Xiao Qiao's soul was not taken away there, unfortunately, they still had no news of Xiao Qiao.

The first thing Bruce thought of was the parallel universe of Superman who had summoned them a few years ago and borrowed their power to defeat that world.After all, if there is one, there are two. Being able to use space shuttle technology and locate their universe, the suspicion of that world is indeed the biggest.

Before leaving that world, Bruce and Batman in that world had a lot of information exchanges, including information about Heroic Spirits and summoning spells, as well as dimension jumping techniques.

Relying on this technology, he confirmed that Jonathan was really in that world, and then it was intense preparations.The superman they call the unjust world has a criminal record, and is indeed the one who has the most reason to do such a thing. Bruce installed a large number of kryptonite weapons, and even Clark in their world couldn't help but back away. several steps.

But before they really set off, Jonathan came back by himself. He landed straight on the place where he disappeared, that is, his home. Louise, who was waiting for the news at home, couldn't believe her eyes, and rushed over to hug him. he.

The son in her arms was a little strange, as if he had grown up a lot overnight, his beautiful blue eyes were obviously wet, but he tried not to let the tears fall, "Mom... I'm back..."

"...Joe..." Louise suppressed the idea of ​​immediately asking him what happened. His current state is more suitable for comfort, so she chose to hug him tightly, even though her own body was trembling slightly from fear , "It's okay, Joe, just cry if you're sad."

"No!" Unexpectedly, Joe refused loudly. He quickly regretted his tone, rubbed his eyes hard, and hugged his mother back, "It's okay mom, I won't cry."

["If it's time for me to do something." The man with a smile that can always dispel the haze rubbed his hair, "don't cry for me. Because I don't want to see anyone's tears, but to make me cry Those who survived greeted peace and showed their smiles to their heart's content, that's what they did."]

"...So." Joe sniffed, "I won't cry, Mom!!"

Louise heard a tiny tick and a small spot of fabric on her shoulder became damp, but she said nothing.

After that, Joe told them what he experienced in that world with a clear logic that surprised even Bruce, which also made Bruce feel an imminent sense of urgency again, because he hadn't appeared for a while. And the Heroic Spirit research that had been put on hold was put back on the agenda.

When he woke up from the drowsiness caused by fatigue, he found that he was lying on a soft bed, and the sheets and blankets were completely filled with his breath. This could only be his own bedroom.But this is not like Alfred's handwriting. After all, it is really difficult for the old butler's body to carry an adult male of his weight.

So, what's going on here?

Bruce slowly opened his eyes, and then he heard his door knocked lightly, he sat up and said casually, "Come in."

Then almost fell back again.

His father, Thomas Wayne, smiled at him from outside the door. "Good morning, Bruce."