Chapter 76
The silver blade swung down fiercely, but was tightly grasped by a hand before it could get close to Messiah.
Jason silently disarmed the opponent's dagger, pinned the opponent to the ground, and then stood in front of Messiah again, guarding Messiah and Damian like a knight.
Messiah is no longer at the age where he would be excited about Jason's counterattack. Over the years, he has suffered countless assassination attempts. Some assassins even pointed their guns at Jason and Damian, who were also ordinary people, knowing that they could not hurt Messiah.
Messiah rarely got a chance to attack those assassins, and Jason kept them at bay most of the time.
The first time Messiah was protected by Jason, he was almost ecstatic. He can still remember how he felt at that time. He thought he had found hope for Jason's recovery and that Jason was recovering.
But the facts told him that it was false.
Messiah looked up at Jason's back. The knight held the disarmed dagger in his backhand and looked around vigilantly, looking for any remaining danger.
After confirming that there was no remaining danger, Jason relaxed his body. He knocked out the opponent of Messiah who was still struggling on the ground and cursing, and casually inserted the dagger into the tactical belt at his waist.
After everything was over, Jason, who had successfully protected Messiah, yawned lazily, lay back on Messiah's knees like a big cat, then closed his eyes and returned to unconsciousness.
Messiah lowered his head and gently touched Jason's hair. Jason rubbed Messiah's hand skillfully, but there was no further reaction.
...Yes. Messiah looked at Jason's expressionless face. Protecting him...was just Jason's physical instinct.
Even though he lost his mind, Jason continued to protect him as he had promised.
Damian casually put down his college textbook, put his hands in his pockets, and walked down the stairs. He kicked the unconscious opponent with disdain and raised his head and said, "You are just an incompetent waste who can only vent your emotions. Being ruled by the strong is a blessing to the weak, and they should be grateful."
At the age of four, Damian had already started studying for his first doctorate. He thought he was mature enough, so he always acted like a little adult.
Messiah showed a hint of smile in his eyes, and after being touched by the cute appearance of the little adult Damian, his originally cold expression gradually softened.
"Damian, don't bother with them," Messiah said gently. "I just want to protect the Earth and humanity. As for what the humans I protect think, I don't care. I don't care."
Messiah's tone when talking to Damian was gentle enough, but the words he said were chilling. He didn't care about the thoughts of humans at all, and treated humans as if they were his own cats and dogs.
Although he "protects" humans, it is just protection.
Damian curled his lips in dissatisfaction, obviously disagreeing with Messiah's statement, but he could not comment on Messiah's behavior.
——Even if he and Messiah were close enough brothers, Messiah would not listen to his opinions. Damian had long been forced to get used to this.
"Okay, Damian, take Jason with you to play." Messiah raised his hand to rub Damian, who turned his head away unhappily, and said gently, "I have work to take care of. I'll accompany you later, okay?"
Damian silently expressed his resistance, but under Messiah's gentle yet tough attitude, he reluctantly took Jason's hand and left.
After Damian and Jason left, the gentleness on Messiah's face instantly vanished. He coldly summoned the guardians guarding the Garden of Eden, looking down at them condescendingly: "There won't be a next time."
"I've given you plenty of patience, yet you've repeatedly allowed assassins to come before me, giving them the opportunity to harm Jason and Damian."
Messiah glanced at them and said coldly, "If it happens again, I will destroy you and replace you with a new group of guardians."
Even though they have been brainwashed by the Messiah, the guardians' survival instinct still makes them tremble in the face of the threat of death, but their brainwashed brains make it impossible for them to understand this instinctive fear.
The guardians' bodies trembled, but their faces still wore friendly smiles. These two completely different expressions happening on the same person made them look particularly strange. "Yes, Mr. Messiah."
After the guards dragged the unconscious opponent away, only Messiah and a few scattered guardians were left in the empty hall. The bald head of one of the guardians was particularly conspicuous under the light.
Lex Luthor, who became the leader of the Eden research team after being brainwashed by Messiah, slowly raised his head and revealed a smiling face that was exactly the same as the guardians around him.
"Sir, the new Guardians you requested have been cultivated and are all sleeping in their nutrient chambers, awaiting your awakening." Lex Luthor smiled gently. "These Guardians are all Kryptonian hybrids. I activated the Superman genes sealed in Lex Tower to give them Kryptonian abilities."
Messiah looked at Lex Luthor expressionlessly: "This is your own decision. I have never asked for Kryptonian blood."
If it weren't for the fact that the energy extending into Lex Luthor's brain didn't respond, Messiah would have almost thought that Lex had escaped his control.
Lex Luthor's smile remained unchanged: "I'm sorry, Mr. Messiah, I don't know why... I just thought it would be better to add Kryptonian genes, so my body couldn't help but move."
During these years of guarding the city and patrolling, most guardians were injured while rescuing people or fighting, and those who were seriously injured were more or less left with disabilities or other sequelae.
The Messiah does not regard these former criminals as human beings. In his eyes, these sinners are just consumables for protecting the earth. Even though they are human beings, as sinners, they are two different creatures from the humans he is protecting.
The damaged guardians need replacements, but with the crime rate almost at zero, there are no new criminals to fill the vacancies, so Messiah asks Lex Luthor to create a group of androids to replace them.
Messiah looked at Lex Luthor calmly, his arrogance prevented him from asking any further questions and he accepted Lex's statement directly.
"Wake them up and have them replace the damaged Guardians," Messiah said casually. "As for the replaced Guardians, the serious criminals will be directly destroyed. They have lingered on for so long, it's time to make them pay for their past sins."
"Other guardians, regain their consciousness. They have atoned for their sins and can return to their original cities."
The Messiah calmly spoke cruel enough words, and with such casualness, he decided the fate of those guardians.
When consumables break, they need to be replaced, that's all.
Lex Luthor smiled and replied, "Yes."
Every city on Earth has welcomed new guardians. These guardians all have similar black hair, blue eyes and faces, and exhibit superhuman abilities.
Batman looked at the images sent back by the satellite surveillance with an extremely calm expression.
Superman, who was standing next to Batman with his arms folded, twitched his face a few times. He looked at the white-robed guardians flying around in various cities, and he could hardly hold back his expression.
Although he knew that this was B's plan, the familiar pain still invaded Superman's brain when he saw this scene.
This is truly an endless stream of descendants...
Superman smiled weakly, Haha, I hate you, Lex.
Lex Luthor in the Eden Laboratory sneezed inexplicably. When his eyes fell on the Superman news that popped up on the computer, the friendly smile he had maintained for many years collapsed, and a trace of disgust appeared on his face.
But soon, a trace of confusion flashed across Lex Luthor's eyes, and his expression returned to a smile.
After learning that Messiah was going to create an artificial Guardian, Batman hid his fame and fortune by invading Lex Luthor's scientific research computer and stuffing it with pop-up advertisements for Superman. He also put the laboratory storing Superman's genes at the top of the computer file.
Batman admitted that his actions did involve a bit of a gamble. If Lex could be influenced to clone Kryptonians, that would be a good thing, but even if not, there would be no loss.
But Lex Luthor really fell into the trap. He was actually brainwashed but still relied on instinct, the one Superman.
Nightwing and Batwoman walked in together. Superman nodded to them and left the control room on his own initiative.
Superman, who is restricted by the Messiah, must actively avoid internal meetings of the Resistance, otherwise the restrictions in his brain will cause him to repeat the process of amnesia.
Nightwing quickly reported the results of the mission: "All the kryptonite in the Batcave and Lex Tower has been retrieved and is now stored in the lead chamber of the base. After Superman and the others leave the rebel base, they will all be taken out and distributed to the rebels."
Batman nodded, and after Nightwing finished his report, the control room fell silent again.
When several bats from the resistance get together, silence is the most common scene.
Batwoman sighed. She glanced at the silent father and son and said calmly, "Tomorrow is the time to implement the plan. This is our last chance. If the plan fails, we may never see each other again."
"So, if you have anything to say, say it now." Batwoman patted Nightwing's shoulder and stepped forward to hug her cousin. "Don't let yourself regret it, B."
"Okay, I'm leaving. Renee's still waiting for me."
Batwoman waved to the two men neatly, then turned and walked out of the control room.
In the control room, Batman's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and Nightwing directly took off the Domino mask.
"B...Penny asked me to say hello to you." Dick looked at Batman wearing a bat mask and whispered, "He said he had prepared dinner for six people and was waiting for us to go home together."
Batman was silent for a long time, then slowly lowered his cowl.
"I'm sorry..." Bruce's face was tired and depressed, "I..."
Bruce tried to speak several times, but something seemed to be blocking his throat, preventing him from saying anything except sorry.
Dick sighed softly. He was used to Bruce's behavior. The Bruce who used to joke around seemed to have disappeared with Jason's death and Messiah's madness.
"It's okay, B." Dick stepped forward and gave him a hug like a family member who wasn't a father, but was more than a father to him. "We will bring them back, absolutely."
In the Garden of Eden, Messiah silently watched Jason and Damian fighting each other, his eyes fixed on Damian's face which was extremely similar to Bruce's, and no one knew what he was thinking.
The storm is coming, and heavy rain is about to come.
【Author’s words】
A moment of silence for Dachao
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