When Martha and Thomas found Bruce tonight, Harley's relatives and friends in Tulsa also found her.
Just as Selena guessed, she was sitting on the sofa eating melon seeds and watching American TV series.
She has been following the show for several years, from the end of Crisis on Infinite Earths to now.
There are many movies and TV series based on the theme of "The History of the God of War", but this one does not have a love story, and there is no hero and heroine of the King of War to save the handsome guy.
The "Martial God King" in the play not only has beautiful actors and excellent acting skills, but also respects reality very much in terms of character design and content.
Almost every scene, every dialogue, and the costumes of every character who appears refer to the "Ruins of the God of War" excavated in reality, as well as the slate books and ancient murals in the ruins.
Even Harley will instantly have the illusion that the era of "Martial God King" really existed after watching it.
What's even more interesting is that the speaking style and personality of King Wushen in the play are very familiar to her and very similar to her.
She felt that the editor and director must be understanding people, and did not obscure the existence of King Wushen like some historians, or specifically pointed out that King Wushen was different from General Galaxy.
They clearly understood that the Martial God King was her and recognized this fact.
I'm probably still a huge fan of hers, so I completely wrote about the God of War as if she had traveled to the past.
Also because of the simple but real props, costumes and scenes, which are very suitable for Harley's protagonist's personality, this show is not only loved by Harley, but also by Ivy, Selena, Fat Head, Cassandra, and even Dodo.
I think it's good.
They said: It felt interesting to see another Harley.
Just like Selena, even if she was lying on Bruce's bed, she would talk about the show with a joking tone. When she has free time the next day, she will definitely make up for it online.
Just when Harley saw the wonderful thing and laughed out loud when she saw the God of War kicking Zeus on TV, "the zombie army of Harley's friends and relatives" arrived.
She immediately noticed a strange yet familiar atmosphere.
Strange because the visitor is not her heroic friend, and the manor's protective circle buried underground is about to be activated.
The reason for the familiarity is that the power emanating from the person coming here is very similar to the power of black death.
Well, it's not purely the power of black death.
Just like the green light source in Fat Tou's body and the green light energy in the green light central energy battery, the two are not the same, but they are deeply connected.
For example, absorbing the origin of Fat Head can also activate the green light defense feat.
It's just too wasteful to upgrade expertise based on source.
Before the zombie knocked on the window and called her name, Harley threw away the sofa pillow in her arms and ran out with a "swish".
While going out, she also deliberately shut down the manor's protective magic circle that was about to erupt.
Standing in the open space in the front yard, she saw a black cloud flying from the west, composed of hundreds of living corpses.
"What the hell, come here and run wild."
Harley shouted loudly, stepped on the air, rushed into the center of the dark cloud, and with a move of "big bubble gum" with a diameter of 100 meters, wrapped the entire cloud in.
"Harry, it's me, Andy, your dad."
"Harry, I'm Dad Hank from Tulsa Town. Do you remember? You often came to my small supermarket to buy soy sauce when you were a kid."
"Harley, I am your old classmate Clark. We also joined the Seventh Knights together and plotted the power of Dr. Manhattan. I heard that you were a great success and became the final winner? Oh, Harley, you really are
A born winner, I’ve been that way since I was a kid.”
At that moment, Harley thought of a picture - fishermen with a good harvest: a simple smile appeared on the fishermen's weathered cheeks, holding the rope of the fishing net tightly in their hands, and the trawling net came to the shore, and the net was filled with lively people.
of big fish.
She has become a fisherman now, and a bubble net traps hundreds of live zombies of old friends.
Her scalp was numb and she couldn't laugh.
"Which bastard is causing trouble behind my back?!" She was still very angry.
Her father "hanged himself" on the wall of origin and now became a piece of stone.
Because her grandfather turned into a shadow demon, she personally took him to Limbo Prison and drove him to pieces with his own hands.
It is true that their bodies were intact and buried in peace, but their souls were long gone, so how could they be resurrected?
Someone must be controlling their corpses.
Then she saw the black rings on their fingers.
The breath is similar to the power of black death, but it is not the energy of the power of black death, but it is emitted from them.
Harley suddenly realized, "So that's it, this is the true use of the power of black death, this is the blackest night, the resurrection of the dead."
As soon as he thought of this, Harry's mind became dull, and the illusion deep in his soul began to stir.
The practice of a mage is essentially a path of evolution and mutation. The process of mutation is called "death-end transformation". One of the transformations - nightmare demonization, is related to the mind and emotions.
During the nightmare demonization period, negative emotions and personalities can "evolve" into nearly independent "emotional villains" - phantoms.
Illusions are very magical.
When the mage's emotions are exposed or out of control, they can run out of the mage's body and appear and jump around in the material world.
It's just that only the mage himself can see his own illusion.
Others can be affected by the phantom.
For example, if Harley's phantom holds up a can, ordinary people can't see the phantom, but if the can floats up, he can see it.
It has been several years since Harley entered her terminal transformation.
A dozen phantoms have been "schizophrenic", some are violent, some are angry, some are greedy, some are fearful, and some are arrogant.
If a fantasy person loses control, she will also lose control.
If the fantasy person violently seizes the position of the main consciousness, she will become extremely cruel and become a big devil who kills people randomly.
If her violent and imaginary person runs away, is cut off, and abandoned, she will completely lose her violent emotions and become a true Virgin that she cannot control.
It's hard to say that I can't even kill people, I can't do anything.
She's not even violent anymore.
Now, after killing all the living corpses in one fell swoop, the phantom in Harley's mind began to move.
"Boom~~" was like the sound of a bubble popping, a "hole" was opened in the door on the top of her head, and little Harley, with red eyes and sharp teeth, and a rickety body crawled out.
It bared its teeth, and its pale face the size of a fingernail was full of twisted anger.
"呲流~~~" It was like a toad, squatting on top of Harry's head, suddenly popping out a long tongue, rolling a red "ribbon" in the air.
If Harley could read Black Lantern's light ring log, she would see a message like this: "Anger emotion was detected on the target person, and the reason for collecting the anger is unknown. The absorption failed."
"What is going on?" Harley was confused.
At this moment, the Black Warrior soared into the sky and disappeared into Quinn Manor.
Harley's expression turned serious. She guessed that something had happened at Wayne Manor, so she stopped thinking and activated her eleven specialties.
First use the yellow light energy to test and attack the living corpse a few times, but to no avail.
They are more exaggerated than zombies. Their heads and hearts are not critical.
In other words, there is no physical danger at all.
Then she pulled out the confession stick.
"Boom boom boom!" Knocked dozens of times.
It had no effect, they didn't cry loudly, they didn't confess loudly.
This result was not beyond Harry's expectation.
Although they can tell secrets that only the owner of the corpse knows, their former souls are not controlling the rotting corpse at all.
It has no soul and is at best a bionic robot with memories of its lifetime. How can it repent?
However, after the confession rod triggered a quantum critical strike, the corpses of several "fellows" were smashed into pieces, but the smoky black energy flowed in a circle, and new white bones and rotten flesh grew out of the debris visibly to the naked eye.
The destruction of the existence field caused by the quantum critical strike was actually "repaired" intact by the power of death!
Harley understood that the quantum critical strike had not failed, but that the power of death was forging a new undead body as it was.
This means that the Black Lantern zombie has no weaknesses and cannot be killed normally.
Harley can only choose the last and most primitive method: to take away the black light rings of the living corpses.
When Darth Vader landed at Quinn Manor with Bruce and Alfred, she had already picked up 232 black light rings.
There was nothing difficult about the whole process.
Although living corpses cannot be killed, they are not very powerful.
Trapped in her bubble, they can't break free or struggle.
When the bubbles drain the air and the film sticks to their bodies, they become boneless chicken feet in a vacuum packaging bag.
After she forcibly took off the light rings from their fingers, they scattered all over the ground and turned into rotten bone residue. They were eventually dragged into the soil by Ivy's magic plants and completely decomposed into inorganic minerals.
However, there were still three living corpses left behind by Harley.
When she was a child in this life, the three closest people to her were her father, her husband, and her little friend Barbara.
Harley looked at the three zombies who angrily reprimanded her for being ruthless, and asked: "Do you know why I am indifferent to you?"
"Harry, you are callous and heartless!"
Grandpa Hallie pointed at her, with a very vivid expression of pain and sorrow on his half-rotted face.
Harley has to admit that in terms of expression control alone, Black Lantern Zombie is really amazing.
The corpse is alive and flexible, just like a real person, and even retains some of the little habits of the dead body when it was alive.
For example, when Grandpa Kasapa is angry, the tip of his left eye will jump unconsciously, and the living corpse will also jump.
When Casapa curses, he will mix Italian dialect into his sentences - the old man is originally from Naples and did not come to the United States until he was 15 years old.
The living corpse also has the same tone.
If she wasn't 100% sure that Andy and Kasapa's souls were not here, Harry couldn't help but suspect that they were really resurrected among the corpses.
If it were someone whose psychological quality was not up to par, I'm afraid it would be difficult to resist.
If the heart is broken, then
"You can fool other people. When other people's relatives die, they say goodbye forever. But after my father died, he stayed with me for several years.
Well, in soul form.
I saved him from hell, after all, I am a dutiful daughter!
But your 'puppet' only has the memory of the corpse, and you don't know that his soul once had a happy and glorious life.
My grandfather was even more awesome. He became the most capable person under the anti-monitoring king, commanding the multiverse and destroying countless single universes. All the wonderful things in those decades as a living person were not as good as what would happen after death.
Your two puppets have no memory of this at all, how could they possibly deceive me?"
The expressions of the two living corpses were not stiff or condensed.
But they all closed their mouths and stared at her fiercely.
Harley smiled strangely and continued: "Actually, I have to thank you.
First of all, thank you for sending these three people to me, allowing me to truly appreciate the innocence and beauty of the past for a while.
Secondly, they are the best research materials.
After personally coming into contact with them, I, who was initially confused about the Blackest Night, now fully understand the nature of the Black Lantern zombies and know their advantages and disadvantages.
Oops, I almost forgot.
Even if you can share the sight of the black light zombie, you may not be able to see certain scenes.
For example, on either side of my shoulders, there were two rows of eight phantom figures in total.
What do you think they are doing?
They broke away from my soul because their food was taken away.
Do you know what the phantoms feed on?
Hey hey hey, that’s my emotional activity!
For example, if I am angry, the furious phantom can absorb the power of anger and thrive.
For example, when I see a living corpse being manipulated, I feel pity, and my cruel illusion will eat up the pity.
Well, phantom people are born from negative emotions, but they can also absorb positive emotions that are opposite to them.
A good person with a bodhisattva heart can also be a violent and delusional person.
Perhaps good and bad, good and evil, are inherently opposite yet unified?
Therefore, my 'cowardly' phantom also came out, and I guess what it swallowed was 'will'.
Having said all that, do you understand what I mean?"
Black Hand, who was thousands of miles away, stood there stunned. If he were alive, he would be sweating on his forehead right now.
Now he can't sweat, and the only way to express nervousness and worry is with his expressions and hand movements - clenching his fists.
"I mean, I know why the black light zombies are not 'zombie' at all - they pounce on living people and bite them when they see them, but they chatter like a chatterbox.
As their closest relatives and friends, they pierce the defenses of living people, causing their emotions to fluctuate greatly and stimulating a large amount of emotional energy.
Hey hey hey, are you collecting emotional energy with your black lights? Why?" Harley asked with a smile.
"Fake!" Blackhand cursed with a dark face and frustration.
Just at this moment, a message came from the black light ring on his hand: "Anger emotion detected, absorbing the 'angry' emotional energy."
"How about it? You steal the chicken but lose the rice. Are you very angry? Are you very angry now?
By the way, as the mastermind behind the scenes, can your anger also be collected by the black light?"
On the other side, at Quinn Manor, Harley was still smiling at the three living corpses.
"Ahhhh~~" Black Hand was stunned for a moment, then twisted his face and screamed helplessly.
He was emotionally unstable - unable to maintain his extreme enthusiasm for death, and immediately alerted the Black Death Emperor in the dark dimension.
After understanding the situation, He angrily yelled: "Idiot, the guardian told you not to provoke the Witch Harley, why didn't you listen?
It's fine now. You wanted to hurt her heart, but you ended up being heartbroken instead.
The dignified spokesman for death actually produced the spectral energy of the color and light army.
No shame!"
"Master, I~~~" Blackhand opened his mouth and defended: "I can guarantee that Harley Quinn is not sure that I am sharing the vision of her father and grandfather at this moment."
"so what?"
Black Hand said plausibly: "That is to say, she is not sure whether she succeeded in killing my heart.
Next time we meet, as long as I pretend not to know anything, she won't be able to be complacent, which means she has failed."
When the Black Death Emperor heard this, he was so angry that he almost came to the main universe right now.
"You, the great representative of death, are you really shameless? You don't want it, but I still want it!"
Black Hand actually said seriously: "I am shameless! Except for death, all other emotions have no meaning to me."
The Black Death Emperor was startled. Although this guy was a little less capable and quite shameless, as a representative of death, he was indeed pure enough.
While the Black Death Emperor's master and servant were falling into silence, the situation in Quinn Manor on the other side changed again.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Bruce shouted anxiously.
"Didn't you see? I'm talking to a black light zombie."
"They are just puppets, not truly resurrected from the dead. I also met my parents, but their souls are clearly in heaven and cannot come to the mortal world." Bruce quickly advised.
"I know that I am speaking through them to the person who controls them, and I am killing his heart."
Black Hand's cold, lifeless heart trembled several times.
Bruce exclaimed in disbelief: "Are you crazy? At this time, do you still have the heart to kill?"
"At this time, what else can I do besides killing its heart? I don't even know where the target is now."
Bruce was stunned, and then said: "But how are you sure it is listening to you?"
——Yes, are you sure that I am sharing the hearing and vision of the living corpse at this moment? I don’t have any consciousness among the living corpses. They are just "artificial intelligence" driven by light rings, just a body. You have no consciousness at all.
There is a way to guess my status through their abnormalities!
Because there is nothing unusual about them.
Blackhand concentrated his attention, opened his ears and listened carefully.
Harley laughed and said: "Bruce, you don't understand this. No one in the multiverse knows my reputation, unless it comes from a remote area.
The mastermind behind the scenes must have heard of my deeds. For example, I challenged two supermen alone. For example, I ended the anti-monitor director’s Crisis on Infinite Earths.
Anyone who knows me a little bit will know that I will never be killed by a group of zombies.
But he still went to the town of Tulsa and deliberately resurrected the corpses of my relatives and friends—even my neighbors.
Apart from disgusting me and wanting to kill my heart, it has no other purpose.
Since you want to see my jokes, of course you will keep your eyes on this place all the time.
Especially when the Black Hand notices that I have emotional energy coming out of my body but cannot absorb any of it, they will definitely check it out curiously.
With Black Hand's humble and unassuming style of doing things, I can even guess his next reaction - when I see him in person next time, he will definitely pretend not to know anything.
But what's the use?
Tomorrow morning, I will tell the public about what happened tonight, and weave it into a story to inspire people, make heroes laugh, restore confidence to the living, and scorn the Black Hand.
Even if he didn't eavesdrop now, he would know sooner or later, and he could no longer pretend not to know.
What’s even better is that even if he really doesn’t know now, everyone will think he already knows and pretends not to know.”
"Hahahaha!" Then Harley laughed proudly.
"Fake" Black Hand, who was hiding thousands of miles away, was stunned, his whole body was shaking, and his heart almost split in two.
The Black Death Emperor sighed, and suddenly felt some real pity for his spokesperson.