Linn and Lucifer talked for a long time, and no one else knew what they talked about except the two of them.
Even the kitten fell into a deep sleep in Linn's arms after Lucifer moved his fingers.
This once again allowed Linn to see Lucifer's strength and pride.
Lin En has reason to believe that with Lucifer's absolute strength, he can completely rewrite a cat's [thinking and cognition].
However, his pride and self-awareness did not allow him to do such a thing.
Or maybe, it's related to some other unknown reasons.
Who knows.
………………
Putting the kitten on his shoulder, the sleeping kitten mechanically found a comfortable position, curled up into a fur ball and lay on Linn's shoulder.
"...So, you really insist on doing this?"
Linn pointed to himself: "I still can't figure out why."
Lucifer at the far end has returned to his arrogant and calm state.
He slowly closed his eyes: "Lynn, don't take yourself too seriously. This is just an accidental attempt, a trial without resistance.
What you think, whether you care or not, doesn't matter. "
"……All right."
Lin En felt that she had been despised, ignored, and brushed aside in all kinds of indifferences.
What does it mean that I need you, but it has nothing to do with you.
Is this a culture exclusive to the big guys?
Should I applaud?
However, Lin En didn't feel any emotions such as frustration or anger.
For bosses of this level, it seems that this is really their own culture.
Saving you has nothing to do with you.
Destroying you has nothing to do with you.
Fine.
So, Lin En clapped her hands calmly: "I understand. You can do whatever you like. Anyway, I still want to be myself."
Lucifer was noncommittal, just looked at Linn and said, "That's your business."
Fine.
…………
It was hard to say whether it was a perfect trip to hell. Lin En got the soul essence he wanted, met a real boss, and even gained some favor from the boss, becoming a quantum meaning. The chess player above.
Although, there are only gray chess pieces on his chessboard, which are neither black nor white, and he is the only one playing chess.
But Lin En at least clearly understood that: there are people who want to overturn the chessboard, but they also have the ability to overturn the chessboard, and they even have the ability to restore the chessboard to its original appearance.
Next, you just need to figure out who wants to make a move and who wants to slap the opponent in the face with the chessboard.
Frankly speaking, Linn felt that the Lucifer in front of him might not be black, and that Gabriel might not be white.
These winged ones are really annoying...
"By the way, Constantine was taken away, and the kitten is with me. What about the other person? Where is my friend Clark?"
Linn finally remembered that he had another missing friend, Clark, who had not been seen since he was knocked unconscious.
The reason why he called Clark's name directly was of course that Linn felt that there was no need to hide it.
This Mr. Lucifer, not to mention omniscient and omnipotent, is almost there. Hiding something has no meaning.
"That friend of yours is very interesting."
Lucifer's daily life is so boring, he says everything he sees is interesting.
Lin En's little thought just started. The next second, another Lucifer who was exactly the same walked out of the air, holding a big red cloth in his hand. Under the red cloth fell Clark with his hands and feet hanging on the ground... This is not a big boy. What an awesome cape!
"This friend of yours is also a special guy, and he has much more perseverance than you."
The second Lucifer took a step back, came to Lucifer on the throne, and "walked" into his body.
This is really a walk in!
"Wow~! This skill is great! Boss, can you..."
"Don't you look at your friends first?"
"Oh that's true, Clark? Clark!"
Just when Linn was hesitating whether to wake up Dachao by waking up Constantine, his hands were raised. Lucifer moved his fingers, and Clark slowly woke up.
"Clark, you wake up. The operation was very successful. You are now a girl."
"Lin...I have some tinnitus. Are we still in hell now? By the way, what did you just say?"
He woke up, but Clark looked a little in pain. He covered his head with one hand and shook his head before opening his eyes and looking at Linn.
"Oh, it's nothing, I just have a recurring condition."
After saying that, Linn helped Clark up and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? Do Kryptonians also get seasick?"
"It's nothing, I just lost to a strong opponent. Lost..."
"Five thousand one hundred and twenty-two."
Lucifer's voice from the extreme distance sounded from all directions again: "From the moment I stood in front of him to just now, he has always been fighting with me.
Lynn, your friend is much stronger than you. "
Isn't this nonsense? If any other Kryptonian came over, Linn would dare to hold his neck and resist. Dachao is a Kryptonian, but he and ordinary Kryptonians can be regarded as two different species.
"Clark, you are so awesome. After competing more than 300 times, I can't even think of anything to compete with.
You can actually come up with more than 5,000 ways to determine the outcome, it’s really..."
"No, Lynn."
Of course, Clark also saw Lucifer sitting on the throne at the end of his sight, seemingly out of reach but infinitely close.
Eyes on the other guy, but the words out of his mouth were for Lynn: “I just kept trying to attack him, knock him down, beat him.
I tried 5122 times. Unfortunately, I failed miserably. "
Lynn: “…………”
He didn't know whether he should praise Clark or say something else.
More than 5,000 times...
Is this what you call perseverance? Indomitable even after five thousand fold? !
Clark didn't know that he couldn't beat the opponent, but he really never thought about giving up.
If Kent's education made Clark a humble gentleman, then this spirit of never giving up and always moving forward is the most fundamental thing that makes Clark the only Superman.
He hit the south wall without looking back, and kept hitting it until the south wall collapsed.
No wonder Lucifer always looked calm and indifferent when chatting with Lynn, even when talking about their "cooperation", but when it came to Clark, he seemed to have more emotional fluctuations.
Maybe, in Lucifer's eyes, Clark is a person very much like him.
…
"Lynn."
Clark opened his mouth and asked: "Is that person the Lord of Hell, the Crown Prince Lucifer whom Constantine talked about?"
Before Lin En could respond, Lucifer answered first: "Your Majesty... it's a very interesting and nostalgic title...
However, it does not matter whether it is the Crown Prince or the Lord of Hell. None of them can represent me or explain me.
I'm Lucifer.
Just Lucifer. "
What I said is clear.
Lin En was convinced, but Dachao didn't seem convinced.
Lin En secretly pulled Da Chao's cloak, and Da Chao turned around and gave Lin En a reassuring smile.
"Lynn, I know what you are thinking. Don't worry, I am not such a rude and impulsive person."
Turning his head, he looked at Lucifer again and said something else: "There will be the 5123rd time. There will be the first victory that belongs to me."
Lucifer was noncommittal and just smiled.
"Lynn, don't forget our agreement."
Then, Lucifer waved his hand gently, and the entire space was shattered. Lynn and Clark seemed to have fallen into a lake with broken ice, falling from a very low height into a vast expanse of yellow sand.
The throne was gone, and so was Lucifer.
"Wait a minute, brother! You haven't said anything to give me yet! Brother?
If not, you can just pluck a feather or something!
Lucifer? Lucifer! I know you can hear me! Don't hide and be silent! You have the ability to beat me, you have the ability to pluck out my hair! "
After Lin En, who had been so sincere just now, saw that the "gift" she "should have" was gone, she became anxious on the spot and shouted at the sky.
Then, there was a click and lightning fell.
Lin En's outstretched index finger emitted a wisp of green smoke, wavered twice, and Lin En fell straight to the ground.
"Lynn?!"
Clark hurriedly helped Linn up, but saw Linn opening his mouth and spitting out a puff of black smoke: "Pfft... No, it's okay, don't worry, it's not because of him, it's just that the ring on my hand started to bite me again. , nothing big..."
Click!
Another thunderbolt struck Linn, and while making his hair curled, Clark also blew out a black smoke ring.
"...Lynn..."
"Well...it was him who did it this time. Let me just say it wasn't the case just now."
…………
Tired, tired, and thinking tightly, Lin En and Dachao sat on the sand, and it was difficult to return to their normal mental state for a while.
However, this does not delay Linn from continuing to output nonsense.
"Clark, what do you think? It's worth coming to hell this time."
Clark's hair didn't turn into curls, but it was obviously not that comfortable to be struck by a warning lightning strike.
"Indeed."
Clark looked at his hands and the gray sky above his head: "That's beyond my imagination. Lynn, I can guarantee that after 5,000 battles, every time I make progress, I will be stronger than before." powerful.
But I still can't see how far away I am from him. His power makes it really difficult for people to have the idea of catching up. "
Immediately, Clark smiled: "You are right. The biggest gain from coming to hell this time is not the improvement of fighting skills. Although I have indeed grown a lot in fighting with top masters, the biggest gain is that I think Arrived at a monument.
A monument that can last a lifetime. "Lynn patted Clark on the shoulder, feeling like he wanted to say something but was hesitant.
"or……"
Lin En finally spoke: "Go and live in the sun for a few years."
"Why?"
"...It's nothing, my condition is recurring, just talk..."
But we can't let Dachao go directly into the sun.
In the past few years, I still have to count on him.
Happy New Year!
Who won in mahjong? Quickly reward me with eight golden cuteness
(End of chapter)
