dhibooks Chapter 101 Final Chapter...
Chapter 101 Final Chapter...
Can you really transfer your pain to others by hurting others?
Sioro hoped so.
Xi Ouluo stretched out his hand, his fingertips skipped over the rope hanging in mid-air, and flicked it lightly again.
Batman, who was hung upside down and tied in mid-air, swayed, his face was heavy, and he said nothing.
In Batman's eyes, the world is upside down. His black cloak is dragging on the ground, swinging, rolling up the dust that has accumulated over the years, almost fascinated his eyes.
Siouluo squatted down, staring closely at the other party's sharp chin and tight lips.
"I didn't expect that you would fall into the trap so easily," he raised the corners of his bright red mouth, looking at the Gotham vigilante, who was still powerful and unpredictable to him a few days ago, and said happily, "Still It brought me some extra surprises.”
Wearing red shorts, the second-generation Robin struggled with his short legs, and shouted in a childish-sounding voice, "Let me go!"
"Hahahahahaha!" The voice in his head seemed very proud, laughing non-stop, "This is your world, Xi Ouluo, you can do whatever you want!"
After ten seconds of silence, Batman finally spoke: "What do you want?"
Ciolo stood up, with his hands behind his back, pacing in front of Batman, "I'm doing a very important experiment, thank you for your cooperation."
The abandoned factory on the outskirts of Gotham is rarely populated. Even the birdsong is quiet. A huge crooked moon hangs in the dark blue sky with a cold white light. A few small sparrows are standing at the entrance of the factory. It flaps its wings and spreads its little paws to jump around.
Xi Ouluo spread his hands: "Someone told me that I can do anything and kill anyone, do you think he is right?"
Little Jason, who was also hanged upside down, spat angrily at Xi Ouluo: "Bah!"
"It seems that you guys think what I said is wrong," Xiouluo pondered for a while, "but I'm curious, why would you bring a Where are the Boy Scouts going to battle?"
Siouluo pinched Jason's little face viciously, and retracted his hand before he was almost bitten.
Batman didn't answer Sioro's question.
He was always so damn silent.
Xiouluo seemed a little bored, he patted the dust in his hands, and lazily tapped the ground with his cane, "I think I must be crazy, there is always a voice in my head chattering, telling I thought you would be the cure for my pain. But I had some disagreements, so we made a bet."
Batman finally spoke again, and he asked hoarsely, "What did you bet?"
"If you had a multiple-choice question, the lives of all Gotham people and your own life, would you choose the former or the latter?"
Batman hooked the corner of his mouth mockingly: "The former."
Xi Ouluo bent down and touched his chin: "Congratulations on passing our warm-up question. I have to say that this question is actually a bit mentally handicapped."
He took out a bunch of explosives/explosives tied together from behind him, turned his face and smiled slightly: "The real test questions are coming!"
Batman watched as Sioro strapped the pile of explosives to Jason's body.
Xiouluo took out another box of matches from his coat pocket and took out one slowly. He held the match and polished a string of small bright yellow sparks on the side of the matchbox.
"You said, after experiencing the worst day, people-will they go crazy?"
The child who was still rebellious just now was trembling, a small tear slipped from the corner of his eye, wetting the dust.
Siouluo tilted his head and looked at Batman beside him.
Contrary to his expectations, the Gotham vigilante showed no anger or hatred, but looked at him calmly and disappointedly.
Soon, that disappointed face turned into Strange.
Sioro choked for breath.
Then, that disappointed face turned into Catherine, turned into Vivienne, turned into Tony Stark and Charles Xavier.
Siouluo shook his head vigorously, but that face instantly became his own.
But the moonlight stretched his shadow obliquely, long and distorted to the extreme.
Xi Ouluo felt that he might have hallucinations again.His hair faded to green, his blood-red lips became pale, and a huge black one-eyed reappeared on his forehead. A thick black mist enveloped his body, twisting, ramming, and screaming crazily, boiling back to the sky.
Batman disappeared, the second generation of Robin disappeared, and Gotham's abandoned factories disappeared.
Only the sky and the earth remain.
Facing the sound of the wind, he seemed to lose weight. He kept falling, but he didn't know whether it was falling to the sky or the earth. Someone whispered in his ear, as if some demon was slowly tempting him, but he couldn't hear it anymore.
boom.
After a long fall, he finally landed in a place, in the arms of his mother, and suddenly he looked up at the deep blue sky, where the stars were shining.
The person who really bears the explosives has already become Xi Ouluo himself.
Without hesitation, he personally ignited the fuse of the explosive.
After everything was done, he knelt on the ground and laughed until tears welled up.
"See?" He wiped his tears, and he didn't know who he was talking to, "Even if everything is a virtual illusion, I will not bend to your will, whether it is the clown, Luthor or Hannibal...or It's the evolution of the entire universe."
The hissing flame licked the fuse, the irresistible explosive/powder was approaching a little bit, and the countdown to death was ticking.
"If you don't want to, you just don't want to."
He will be like countless Chaoying predecessors, he will be like the people he once loved and loved.
Polish your weapons and rise up to resist.
Sioro saw a silvery dawn and a snowy gleam in the sky before it went out.
Despite having a system that can completely monitor the entire Gotham City, Bruce and Alfred still can't find Jason.
The place where Jason lost contact was in Crimson Cape. Bruce and Nightwing had already dug three feet into this area, but they didn't find any clues.
Wearing his signature tight uniform, Nightwing sat on the ground, buried his face in his knees in a collapsed state, his chest heaved and said, "This is all my fault, I should have followed Jason."
Bruce stared at the distant front, rolled his Adam's apple, and asked almost weakly, "Has Strange made contact?"
Alfred replied solemnly through the headset: "The Avenger said he left."
Bruce: "Leaving?"
Alfred: "It means leaving this planet."
"Don't Superman and The Flash find anything either?"
Alfred's voice was dry: "...No."
The atmosphere cooled down, Bruce slammed his fist hard on the hood of the Batmobile, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was filled with grief and self-blame.
"Wait...wait a minute!" Alfred panicked, "Someone just sent an address to the computer in the Batcave!"
Before the words fell, Bruce and Dick had already opened the door of the Batmobile and rushed into the car.
The Batmobile's engine hummed long and loudly, and the tires spun wildly. In just a few seconds, the black fluid body disappeared at the corner of the street.
Aside from the nightmare of the pearl necklace falling off his mother's neck, this was the longest road Bruce had ever traveled.
While driving, a lot of messy thoughts popped up in his brain, and it seemed like he hadn't thought about anything.
Who sent this address?
Is the address accurate?
How is Jason...
Could it be that the clown has already killed Jason and sent the address to laugh at him?
These confused emotions calmed down peacefully after he actually arrived at his destination.
——Jason was tightly bound by the rope and fell to the ground, but he was obviously not injured. There was only dust and no blood on his body, and his small body was still struggling vigorously, trying to break the rope.
Bruce froze at the door, belatedly feeling that his hands and feet were cold, and he was so stiff that he could hardly move, while Dick had already rushed forward, untied the rope, and held the child in his arms.
After enjoying his brother's embrace for a few seconds, Jason jumped out of the incumbent Nightwing's arm in an awkward manner. He walked up to Bruce and frowned seriously, "The weirdo who tied me here asked me to tell You, I'm sorry for the loss I caused to Gotham, I will return your Robin to you, I took the clown's soul away, and you don't have to worry about whether I will endanger the earth in the future."
Bruce was a little puzzled: "Where is that person?"
Jason scratched his head: "It's gone, it's just biu, it's gone."
Ye Yi, who knew the least about the whole thing, had question marks all over his face.
Vormir star.
Strange sat upright in a purple glow, and he looked into the distance, the white clouds in the sky were rolling and surging, and the soft and slender plants were swaying in all directions with the wind.
Below is a steep cliff, pointing to the sky at a nearly ninety-degree right angle, and the wind beats on the cliff wall, making a whimpering sound.
The mage who kept his eyes tightly closed felt something vaguely, raised his fingers and drew a few complicated spells in mid-air, and the invisible magic energy was drawn by it, running in an orderly manner, flowing from Strange's body In it, from the magical space of other dimensions, from the cold air of Vormir Star... gushing out like flowing water.
Until the most important force, spanning tens of millions of light-years from Gotham City on Earth, with a trailing tail like a comet, slashed straight through the atmosphere, and smashed into the bottom of the cliff in front of Strange.
If you want to get the soul gem, you must sacrifice the person you love the most.
Strange pinpointed the timing too accurately.
Death gives birth.
Perhaps because the energies were too close, Strange waited on Vormir for two full days before the radiant orange gem slowly rose from the bottom of the valley.
The color of the gemstone and the Eye of Agamotto reflected each other, and then gradually faded, becoming clear and shiny, and then slowly formed complex lines like irises.
Strange let go of his hand, allowing the soul gem to float in the air by itself, turning into a pair of smiling eyes, and then white bones emerged out of thin air, covered with crystal clear skin, internal organs and flesh and blood gradually filled , gave birth to a human shape.
Finally, the hair ends fall on the shoulders, continue to grow, and hang smoothly on the back.
Standing in front of Strange alone, with orange eyes, long thin silver-white hair, and shoulder-length legs, he looked like a naked/naked god.
Snowflakes fell from the sky, landed on his naked skin, and immediately melted into water droplets and slid down.
But he didn't seem to feel any cold, he just raised his head and looked at Strange, the corners of his mouth gradually raised.
Strange raised his hand, and the red cloak drew a sharp arc in the air, wrapping him in his arms.
"When we get home, let's get married."
"it is good."
The author has something to say: the clown was diagnosed as a vegetable in Arkham's ward, the chaos in Gotham came to an end, and the Bat family returned to Wayne Manor without any danger.
But they're waiting for an explanation from the Avengers or Strange.
Apart from Strange, Tony and Loki have the clearest understanding of the cause and effect of the whole thing. The former provides a physical explanation for the evolution of the three-dimensional universe to the four-dimensional universe, and the latter is because he helped Strange build Got on the line for Collector of the Elders of the Universe.
For this crisis that almost swept across the entire universe and went out silently, more superheroes are completely at a loss and don't know why.
Meanwhile, the Avengers are hosting a funeral for Sioro.
Tony, dressed in a well-fitting, understated black suit and black tie, joined Steve in the burial of the empty coffin representing Ciolo in a cemetery in suburban New York.
Batman, Superman and Wonder Woman were there to represent the Justice League.
And more than half of the X-Men are here.
Although it happened so suddenly, it was almost hard for them to believe that Sioro passed away so silently, but as long as the people standing here, they all thank Sioro for maintaining peace and alleviating the conflict between mutants and humans. contribution.
There is a photo of Siouluo on the tombstone. That clear black-and-white photo was taken by Clark, a reporter for the Daily Planet, when interviewing Xiouluo.
The young man in the photo is slender, wearing a suit and a translucent biological chemical protection suit. Behind him is a large piece of dense and huge equipment like the ocean. He slightly raises the corners of his mouth to the camera, with youthful and bright eyes Smile, obviously very proud of his laboratory and experimental results.
Below the photo is an epitaph with beautiful handwriting.
[I am just an ordinary person at the average moral level, I am not noble, not great, but in this life, I am worthy of the world, worthy of myself, farewell, my loved ones, may you live in the world attain the most universal happiness. ]
When every Avenger joins the Alliance, he will leave a sealed and unopened suicide note, and this passage is an excerpt from Sioro's suicide note.
One by one, the heroes put the white flowers in their hands gently on top of the coffin in order, silently remembering their comrades in arms.
"Mom," Vivienne tightly clutched her favorite Wonder Woman doll in her arms, which was the last gift Sioro gave her, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her voice trembled, "Brother really never come back?"
The girl didn't even notice that her favorite idol, Wonder Woman, was standing behind her in a black lady's suit.
Catherine also looked haggard, with dark circles under her eyes that couldn't be concealed. She held her little daughter's right hand and wanted to say something, but found that her voice was hoarse, so she had to squat down and said softly: " If you want you to remember him, he will always be by your side, Vivian."
Vivian shook her head vigorously: "No, I don't want him, I want him to stand in front of me, hold my hand, hug me, and read to me..."
Catherine opened her arms and embraced the little daughter who had been crying so hard, her thin fingers kept stroking the girl's trembling back.
Loki, who appeared quietly at an unknown time, came over. He reached out and touched the little girl's brilliant blond hair. When the girl hiccupped and raised her head to look at him, he also squatted down and said softly: "Then we don't want him anymore. I will tell you stories and take you out to play in the future. I will be your brother, okay?"
Vivian pursed her lips: "But I only want my brother."
Rocky had a rare good temper. He kissed the top of the girl's hair: "The reality is so cruel, life is always losing, we have to learn to bear it all. I believe Vivienne is a strong little girl, right? "
Vivienne kept nodding her head, trying to stop her crying so much, but after half a minute, she still failed. Her tears slid down her small face and dripped onto the grass as if they would never dry up. above.
"Actually... life is not so cruel. We still have to believe that light will pierce darkness, and miracles and hopes will come unexpectedly, Vivienne."
A familiar voice floated down from the sky.
Everyone present was startled suddenly, and they all raised their heads.
But Vivienne had already grinned and opened her mouth with a smile, and rushed towards the direction of the voice.
Xi Ouluo opened his arms, held the girl in his arms, wiped away her tears distressedly, and said softly: "Why is my little girl crying like this? She is not beautiful at all."
Vivienne puffed up her cheeks angrily, pointed at Loki with her fingers: "He said you won't come back, and he also said that I should treat him as my brother!"
Sioro looked at Loki with a half-smile.
It was the first time he experienced the feeling of being betrayed by the little white-eyed wolf. The sentimentality in Loki's heart had long since disappeared without a trace.
And Chaoying who was notified to attend the funeral and saw the Lord at the funeral: "..."
Button stunned and tugged Tony's arm, saying incoherently, "He, he cheated!!!"
Tony: "..."
Then these people found Strange standing behind Sioro.
If it wasn't for not wearing a battle armor, Tony would have wished to hit Strange's mysterious face with a single shot.
"You two, can anyone explain what's going on here?"
Strange glanced at Tony indifferently: "I still want to ask what is going on with this funeral?"
Tony: "It's not that you said that you believed that the clown would not defeat Xi'ouluo, but with Xi'ouluo's intelligence, he must be able to discover the essence of the Lord of the Plague, so it is very likely that he will choose to commit suicide to resist the fiddling of the will of the universe?" Tony Pointing to Siouluo again, "Didn't you ask Robin to tell Batman that the chaos is over, you took the clown away, and you don't have to worry about similar things in the future?"
In the end, he looked at the empty coffin and held his forehead: "I think it is reasonable to speculate that Xi Ouluo has died with my IQ..."
Strange: "I also said that there is still the possibility of surviving the dead. I have found where the soul gem is, and I will go to Vormir to wait for the last chance."
Xi Ouluo held Vivian in his arms with one hand, looked at the tense atmosphere between the two, and said without a stand: "To get the soul gem, you need to sacrifice the person you love the most. At the moment when my soul is about to disperse , Strange sacrificed me to the soul gem, thus gaining its power. And because the power of the soul gem is too similar to that of the soul gem, I digested the autonomous consciousness with a very low intelligence level in the soul gem, and then reshaped the flesh / body, and shed the identity, past and limitations of the Plague Lord."
Most of the people present were still confused.
But keen detectives and agents like Bruce and Romanov have roughly figured it out.
Only Barton's focus is very magical: "You said that Strange got the soul gem, and the soul gem is now you again, so you are now Strange's?"
Xiouluo took Catherine's hand, and kissed Strange on the side of the cheek openly: "You are right, in fact, we are going to hold a wedding, and we want to invite you to attend."
Everyone: "..."
What's it like to attend the funeral of a friend and co-worker who suddenly shows up and invites you to the wedding?
In fact, I am quite happy.
Because it's still alive and well.
As for the feeling of being tricked...
Just blame Tony Stark, who presided over the funeral.
The heavy funeral then turned into a dinner for the Avengers, X-Men and Justice League.
But the dispute still persists—
"Of course I remember you saying that you went to find the last life, but you went for two fucking months!!! Normal people would think you failed!!!"
"Tony, watch your language and don't swear."
"There was a small accident during the process. A purple sweet potato from the Titan star insisted on coming to grab the gems, and even beat up the collector. We solved a little trouble for the universe by the way, so we delayed the time to return to Earth. "
"What is purple potato?"
"Xioluo, what's the name of that purple potato head?"
"I forgot... Oh, yes, I remember that there is a court of life in the universe. They forbid these gems to be held by one person. Now the mind gem is in the hands of Loki, and the space gem is in Asgard. You take The time gem, I am the soul gem, what about the reality gem and the power gem? They must not be given to the US government and S.H.I.E.L.D. Those politicians cannot be trusted..."
"My friends! Why are you thinking so much! Come, come, drink and drink!"
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The ending of yesterday seems to be a bit abstract, and the stupid author took it for granted... I apologize for the trouble I caused, and I will make up for the extra words. In the future, the daily post-wedding cookies will also be updated in this chapter (this seems to be more Convenience), I also want to write a weakened version of the purple sweet potato attacking the earth and being violently beaten, because JJ can’t write it because of the copyright issue of the V text, I will update it in the fan side pit in the column~
Thank you for your company for such a long time, love you, bow!
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Strange finds himself dreaming.
In the dream, he was standing on the edge of a cliff on the planet Vormir, the wind was cold, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. He looked down, and there was a dead body lying at the bottom of the cliff.
The corpse had dazzling white-blonde hair, limbs at strange angles, limply twisted, white and slender neck stretched out very long, like a swan being hunted by a predator, and the dark red blood was a thick puddle The nightmare spread from under him, gradually dyeing the whole world red.
The sound of the wind was gone, and the smell was also gone, only those reds grinning grinningly, whispering the once warm words in his ear.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Did I cause you trouble again?"
"I'll pay for the surgery, and I've already contacted those laboratories, as long as you don't give up."
"You have always been the best surgeon in my heart, and I believe in you."
"Talk to me, I regret not telling you, but I actually like you very much."
An overwhelming sense of suffocation overwhelmed him, and Strange almost couldn't feel his breath.
"But you failed, you did it too late."
"Why? Why do I keep sacrificing myself to save the world?"
"Stephen, why didn't you save me?!"
The whispers in his ears suddenly turned into cold questions.
Strange never knew that Sioro's voice could be so indifferent and stinging. He seemed to be walking barefoot on the snow-ravaged ice field.
New York, the Supreme Sanctuary, Strange, who was meditating in mid-air, suddenly opened his eyes.
After becoming the supreme mage of the earth, Strange has rarely dreamed, and every one of his dreams has some meaning, not just an insignificant brain wave activity.
Maybe in some alternate universe where Strange lost his love.
And he was lucky and accidental.
Strange rubbed his aching head.
"king."
Sitting on the sofa flipping through old books, Wang raised his head and looked at the mage in the air who called his name.
"Siolo celebrated his birthday yesterday."
Wang: "I know this, and I even gave a gift."
Strange's face was calm: "I went out to dinner with him."
Wang folded his arms and rolled his eyes: "You don't need to tell me these details."
Strange said to himself, "The waiter thought I was his father."
king:"………"
Strange finally opened his eyes and looked at Wang: "What do you think?"
Wang: "He is the soul gem. The power of the infinite gem keeps his body forever at the age of eighteen to twenty-five with the best physical skills, and you are almost forty, which is very reasonable."
Strange nodded, gave a soft ooh, and fell into deep thought.
"Actually, what you said is not quite right." A gentle and clear voice came from the stairs, and Xi Ouluo slowly floated down from above and sat on the sofa, "My body/body relies on the power of the soul gem created and maintained, and I did not leave blood or hair on the earth or other places, so my deoxyribonucleic acid, which is the main genetic material, no longer exists. Even if the artificial human technology is very mature now, because My genetic information has been lost, and I cannot complete the transcription of genes and the directed development of expressed proteins."
Sure enough, Wang turned his head and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Xiouluo blinked his orange eyes: "In other words, Xiouluo Weisman, a human being, has indeed disappeared at the sex level."
Wang hugged his head: "Oh...Visanti, if it weren't for the sake of your cooking dinner every day, I really want to block both of you!"
But Strange caught his implication: "Is this why you don't want to have a child with me?"
king:"???"
Xi Ouluo leaned lazily on the sofa, his silver hair spread out on his body, shining like a piece of satin, he slightly raised his chin, and said helplessly: "This is just one of the reasons with the least impact factor. Stephen, I just think , to raise a child when we have the right to choose and not because it is similar to an unwanted pregnancy... In terms of our living environment, it seems that we are not responsible for this child. Of course, if you really want to have a cute My little friend, as your partner, I am very supportive, maybe we can go to the X laboratory tomorrow? We have many volunteers who provided genetic material..."
With the development of technology, human reproduction is not limited to men and women. As long as enough money is paid, only a few tubes of blood can be drawn to cultivate germ cells, and then give birth to new life in the laboratory.
Although this technology has been slammed by conservatives and religious figures, as the Supreme Sorcerer and the Soul Stone husband and wife, these strict regulations have little restraint on them.
Even Lex Luthor, who is under house arrest by Congress, has created a child through illegal means-combining Luthor's and Superman's genes.
What can I do?It's not just about accepting him.
Xi Ouluo squinted his eyes, already distracted by the question of how to choose the most suitable genetic material provider for Stephen.
Strange seemed annoyed.
He frowned and stared fiercely at Sioro.
The more Xi Ouluo thought about it, the more he had a headache—if he brought the child home, and both fathers were so busy, who would take care of him?Even if the two overcome difficulties, squeeze out time, and take care of the child's daily life, will the child feel lonely without company?
He was completely unaware that Strange was angry.
When he came back to his senses, Strange had already floated over at some point, and was leaning over to stare at him, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, his golden-green eyes were calm and unwavering, obviously he was not happy.
Ciolo raised his hand to touch Strange's side face, and smiled softly: "What's the matter? Who made you angry again?"
Wang Chao moved his butt in the opposite direction from the two, picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, and idly switched between the local news stations.
Strange grabbed Sioro's hand, and unreasonably inserted his fingers into each other's. The palms of the two touched each other, and their eyes met. An inexplicable tension gradually spread.The air gradually dries up.
Siouluo sometimes forgets to use energy to maintain the temperature of his body. Anyway, his body is just a decoration. If he wants, he can also become a kitten or a little guinea pig.
His silver hair, orange eyes, and flawless skin shone with a jewel-like sheen, part lifeless god, part inorganic object.
So Strange held his cold hand, and the unknown fire in his heart burned more and more.
Sioro licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and looked at Strange blankly, somewhat wondering why this man's mood was always so unstable recently.
After all, those dangerous and painful things are in the past, aren't they?
Why did Stephen's desire to control him become more serious, and he even wanted to tie him by his side all the time?
Looking at his expression, Strange knew what this man was thinking.
His heart was so hot that it finally merged into a helpless sigh, which floated out of his mouth, and then turned into a fiery kiss, which solemnly landed on the brow of his lover. Strange's voice was slightly hoarse: "You are so careless!" Lungless little bastard."
Even though there had already been a deeper physical contact, Xi Ouluo was still burned by the temperature of that kiss, and shudders rushed up his back.
He stood up without hesitation, hugged the tense mage, and pressed Strange's head on his shoulder with his hands. His body temperature gradually rose, and the orange light in his eyes instantly went out, turning into a Back to the simplest green, like a most ordinary human being, touching his partner's hair, unreservedly accepting the other's anxiety.
"I don't care about children or blood..." Strange said.
At that moment, Siouluo suddenly connected with him.
He understood what Strange wanted.
Yes and he owns a home.
……
king:"……"
Very good, you can just pretend that I don't exist.
I must quickly end this perverted threesome!