Synopsis: "Want to become a superhero or a supervillain? Want to save the world or destroy it?"
"Wallace Productions presents 'The Simulation Game', the DC Universe stage ...
Chapter 97
Just when Messiah was distracted, a familiar green smoke suddenly erupted from the fallen body and rushed straight towards Messiah's face.
It's the Joker virus.
Messiah subconsciously reached out to catch the green smoke, and the golden light in his hand automatically began to purify it, but the same question still lingered in his mind.
Does Bruce's consciousness still exist? Is this a conspiracy of the Laughing Bat, or is it Bruce's final song lurking in the depths of the Laughing Bat's mind?
But no matter what, he would never get the answer again.
Because the Batman Who Laughs, or perhaps a hybrid of the Batman Who Laughs and Bruce Wayne, was completely dead. He couldn't bring back the dead, let alone someone he wanted to kill in the first place, to ask this question.
...If only he could have come earlier.
The green smoke in Messiah's hand gradually dissipated, and this idea suddenly popped up in his mind inexplicably, making his already dazed mind even more silent.
"B?" The Supreme Leader stared blankly at the corpse of the Laughing Bat in front of him. "Are you dead...? No, that's not right. He's dead?"
"How could this happen? What on earth happened?" the Supreme Leader said in disbelief.
Although he witnessed the death of the Laughing Bat with his own eyes, it was still too much and completely beyond his comprehension. Even if he used all his strength to drive his super brain to think, he could not understand it.
Why did Bat suddenly get infected with the Joker virus? Why did he say that the Ghost King and the War were created by Bat? Why did Bat suddenly commit suicide? Why did he say that Bruce's consciousness is still inside the body of the Laughing Bat?
At the moment when the Supreme Leader was stunned, the lead box that Messiah had casually thrown on the ground - the one he had taken out from the Supreme Leader's chest - suddenly made a slight sound.
Messiah came back from his trance, his expression became serious, and he instantly appeared beside the lead box, grabbing the black bullet that was supposed to be shot towards the Supreme Leader along the automatic tracking device.
The black bullet was beating in Messiah's palm, but it could not escape Messiah's confinement. After all the power disappeared, it became completely quiet.
It was the Laughing Bat's plan. Messiah thought calmly that the timing for the lead box to open and the bullet to fire must have been pre-set, or directly tied to his heartbeat, so the bullet could still strike the Supreme Leader as planned even after his death.
...So, did Bruce's consciousness ever exist?
Since the Laughing Bat still had a backup plan to attack the Supreme Leader after his death, was his death a planned conspiracy or an unplanned self-rescue by Bruce?
The steel-blue eyes of the Laughing Bat when he died lingered in Messiah's mind, making it impossible for Messiah to stop thinking about him.
The Supreme Leader's gaze automatically passed through Messiah's palm and saw the black bullet that should have exploded in his chest.
The bullet was completely dark, as black as the abyss, and it looked as if it could swallow all light, as if it was made of some special mineral.
Black Kryptonite.
The Supreme Leader instantly recognized the structure of the black bullet. He had no time to think about it before a desire to destroy everything arose in his heart.
As the solar plexus was struck by a tearing headache, the Supreme Leader's eyes unconsciously lit up with heat. However, before he could make the next move, the desire to destroy everything disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
A new lead box formed in Messiah's hand, and he placed the black bullet inside, isolating the radiation of the black kryptonite from the Supreme Leader.
The Supreme Leader looked at the lead box lying in Messiah's palm with an unclear expression and fell into a strange silence.
Just as everyone's attention was diverted by the black kryptonite bullet, the body of the Laughing Bat changed silently.
The pale skin returned to normal color, the bright red lips faded, and all the features that belonged to the Joker disappeared, making the Batman Who Laughs look completely like Bruce Wayne.
Messiah, who witnessed this scene in silence, was in a trance for a moment and unconsciously approached the Laughing Bat or Bruce Wayne's body.
then.
Caught off guard, the corpse suddenly exploded in front of Messiah's eyes. He didn't even have time to react before he was hit all over by the flying flesh and blood.
The golden light automatically lit up to protect Messiah's body, shielding him from the splattered blood and preventing it from actually hitting him.
But it could not separate the Messiah's heart.
The flying blood fell into Messiah's sight and also smashed into Messiah's heart, making a heavy rain of flesh and blood fall on his heart.
Messiah watched this scene with a blank face. Bruce's body turned into a bloody mist in front of him, but he was completely unaware and allowed Bruce's body to be destroyed and insulted.
Before Messiah realized it, he had already identified the Laughing Bat as Bruce.
The calm expression on Messiah's face completely collapsed, and the golden light covering his body disappeared. He subconsciously reached out to the blood mist, as if to catch the blood flowers that were falling like snowflakes, or as if to grasp Bruce's lost life.
The entire battlefield fell completely silent, and even the Supreme Leader held his breath.
The blood dyed the Messiah's fair cheeks and snow-white hair red, and the flawless white robe turned into scarlet spots.
The Laughing Bat disappeared, but his sharp and twisted laughter seemed to still echo in the void.
Anyone who could see Messiah's expression now would realize that if this was the Laughing Bat's plan, then he had definitely succeeded.
The calm statue of the Son of God shattered, leaving only a helpless and confused human being, whose weaknesses were so obvious that anyone with eyes could see them.
If someone were to launch a surprise attack on Messiah right now, they would surely succeed. But for some reason, perhaps shocked by the sudden explosion of the corpse, or perhaps stunned by the sight of a god falling before them, everyone remained silent.
Messiah didn't know why he didn't notice the changes in Bruce's body, just as he didn't notice Bruce being suppressed deep in his consciousness by the Laughing Bat.
This was his mistake.
I had clearly promised that I would never be late again, and I had clearly promised that I would save everything, so why was I late again, and why did I allow death to happen again.
Above the earth, the shadow of the bat that secretly returned fluttered its wings with satisfaction. He could forgive the Messiah’s offense just for the beautiful scenery he was appreciating at that moment.
It’s just a pity that the tool that He was satisfied with was destroyed again. This should have been an important beginning for His invasion of the multiverse.
The Bat Shadow withdrew its power to invade the earth and disappeared silently.
Messiah's expression was blank and dazed. He stared at the blood drop falling on his palm and remained silent for a long time.
Last time, he could still vent his emotions to Bruce and seek comfort and sustenance in him. But this time, he was alone.
Wonder Woman, who finally arrived, glanced lightly at the stunned Supreme Leader and landed in front of the dazed Messiah.
She didn't know what happened at the scene, but judging from Messiah's performance and the bat armor left there, she could probably understand some of the reasons.
"Messiah." Wonder Woman landed with a swagger. Without hesitation, she grasped Messiah's outstretched hand, using her own hand to block the blood drop that Messiah had been staring at. "Look at me."
Messiah subconsciously followed Wonder Woman's words and looked at her, and the warrior woman's calm yet tough expression caught his eye.
Wonder Woman stared at the dazed look on Messiah's face. After Messiah lost the divinity that had previously blurred his age, she had never been so clearly aware that she was only a fifteen-year-old child.
"Don't dwell on the past and the dead." Wonder Woman raised her hand and gently wiped the blood off Messiah's cheek with the tip of her thumb. "Yesterday is gone. What matters most is tomorrow."
tomorrow……
Messiah's eyes trembled for a moment, and he glanced at the ruins of Metropolis behind Wonder Woman, penetrating space to see tombstones.
But there is no tomorrow for those who have passed away.
Bruce's death was like a faucet switch, turning on the emotions locked deep in Messiah's soul, allowing those self-blame and regrets to flow out continuously.
"Tomorrow is in your hands." Wonder Woman said gently but firmly, "Messiah, raise your head. You are the savior of all people. All glory belongs to you."
Wonder Woman didn't say anything about not being sad or upset, because she knew that these words were useless to the Messiah. For people like them, the last thing they needed was comfort.
Messiah looked at Wonder Woman in a daze. The black-haired, blue-eyed demigod tightened his hand.
"Don't dwell on past mistakes. Hold your head high and face tomorrow." Wonder Woman lowered her eyes to look into Messiah's stunned eyes. She raised her hand to straighten the messy hood of Messiah's white robe. "This is what I told myself, and now I give it to you too."
tomorrow--
Messiah seemed to suddenly understand something.
Wonder Woman watched Messiah's expression change from confusion to determination, and tenderness unconsciously appeared between her eyebrows. She smiled and took a step back, leaving space for Messiah.
"Diana..." The Supreme Leader on the ground finally managed to get up and curled his lips at Wonder Woman who was standing next to him, "You actually appear in front of me again."
For the sake of the green kryptonite that rolled to the ground, the Supreme Leader swallowed the question rising in his throat and reluctantly changed "dare you still" to "will still".
Wonder Woman raised an eyebrow, looked at her unknown best friend, and threw a punch without hesitation.
The Supreme Leader fell into a baby-like sleep with a confused look on his face.
Wonder Woman turned her wrist and looked at the trembling Shazam. Before she could knock Shazam out, she heard the call of the Messiah.
"Heroine, no, Diana."
Wonder Woman turned to look at Messiah and met a pair of smiling golden eyes.
"Thank you, Diana." Messiah's frustration and confusion vanished, replaced by an unprecedented determination. "I know what to do."
Wonder Woman looked at the Messiah's face, and the smile in those bright golden eyes quickly disappeared. The calm expression once again appeared on the face that resembled the statue of the Son of God.
"What are you going to do?" Wonder Woman tried to grab Messiah's arm, but she only touched air. Messiah dissipated like a shadow and turned into golden stars. "Messiah?!"
The Messiah disappeared, and the golden light he left behind also dissipated, as if he had never existed.
Freedom returned to everyone present.
The Messiah sat on the white clouds in the sky, never more aware of the meaning of his existence, never more fully in control of his power.
The future of this world is in my hands. The meaning of my existence is to save the world that is destined to be destroyed. How could I not have the ability to save others?
Messiah recalled the memory of the first world, and the feeling of the cleaner's missing heartbeat returning to his palm came back to him.
He has the ability to resurrect humans, so he was able to resurrect the dead cleaner. However, after witnessing the destruction of the metropolis, he distorted his thinking and misled himself.
It turns out that I have been on the wrong path for so long.
His strongest time was when he was just born and used his strength based on instinct.
Messiah felt a little ridiculous and a little funny.
"Is this why you won't tell me the answer?" Messiah looked at his palms. "Merciful Heavenly Father..."
The Father who loves him and yet does not love his own, the Father who loves the world and yet does not love the world’s Heavenly Father.
I was created by the Heavenly Father.
I love myself but don’t love myself, I love humanity but don’t love the Messiah of humanity.
I don't know when white clouds gathered in the sky, but the sky is still blue and the sun is still shining brightly.
The Messiah said, "It's going to rain."
"A sunshower."
【Author’s words】
Today's update is late, crazy card ing
Let me tell you about my own unlucky and somewhat funny experience. If having a hard life is a gift, then I must be a genius haha [rainbow fart]
Yesterday, I had to travel far for something, and I happened to be caught in a Shandong rainstorm, forcing me to turn around three times. The first time, the highway was closed; the rainstorm had washed away a bridge on the highway (according to other drivers), and the highway entrance was temporarily closed [cracked]. The second time, there was a car accident ahead, and it was a huge truck, so I had to turn around and take another route... The third time, the rainstorm flooded two villages (me:???), forcing me to turn around again and again.
The journey that should have taken two hours on the highway ended up taking five and a half hours instead of the highway. I kept turning around like crazy.
I complained about this to my bestie, and she said, "Don't you feel like someone is stopping you from going to this place?"
Me: Shivering
Pray for a safe journey [burst into tears]