Harry put his hands behind his back and bent down to look curiously at the 13 long-necked glass bottles placed on the long conference table.
"You've caught the Son of Famine, and why are you so anxious to ask me to come back? I'm not sure if it's complete, or I don't know how to deal with it?"
"Do you think it's complete?" Bateman asked.
"You can't tell it yet. Let's talk about the process of catching it first." Harley looked at Zha Kang and said, "Did you catch it, or was it the devil police from hell?"
"Do you still need to ask this question? Of course it's me!" Zha Kang said proudly and gave Gordon a contemptuous look, "You don't know the quality of your spokesperson."
Before Gordon could say anything, his daughter Barbara was unhappy, "Teacher Constantine, 13 hungry souls, my dad caught four, more than you, why should you look down on him?"
Zha Kang looked at her with a smile and said: "You are also a regular priest who has been studying for two and a half years. Why do you speak so amateurishly? I invented the magic circle and spells he uses to catch hungry spirits. Without me, he can only chase after
Flies run away.”
Barbara is the priest of "God Harry". She has learned from Sage Aoqi to use the "Nine-Nine Divine Chart" to borrow the power of the gods, and learned from Zha Kang how to convert it into "Harley's Magic Chart".
Although most of the time they take classes online, they do have the title of master and disciple.
"If you are so powerful, why have hundreds of people died? Most of these people died after you took charge of this exorcism case." Harley said.
The proud smile on Zha Kang's face turned stiff.
"It's not my fault. First of all, they deserve it and deserve this retribution."
The commander-in-chief patted the armrest of his wheelchair and shouted: "Mr. Constantine, please watch your words.
Many of those killed held important positions and made outstanding contributions to the country and the planet.
They all died in the line of duty and died at their jobs.
Just this morning, I have drafted a document to award them with the Special Patriot Medal to thank them for their great sacrifices for the people of the earth and the justice of the universe by still sticking to their posts during the special period of the Green Light Trial."
When he said the last sentence, the old man deliberately glanced at Harry from the corner of his eye.
Although Zha Kang is not a politician, he is smart enough to understand the commander-in-chief's intention at a glance: to seek "patriot blessings" for the dead rich and powerful.
"They deserve it." As a British man, he didn't care about the thoughts and face of the American commander, so he directly retorted: "I am the person in charge of this exorcism case, and I have an obligation to tell everyone the truth.
The truth is that the son of famine is also the son of Cuishan. It was first entrusted with all the expectations of thousands of people in Cuishan tribe, and then absorbed the resentment, hatred and pain of countless hungry people in Cuishan tribe.
It is both the king of hungry spirits and the spirit of vengeance.
As a descendant of the famine demon, it has the devilish nature of being never satisfied and always hungry, and needs to possess a living person to keep eating.
If there is not enough food, they will eat the life essence and soul of the possessed person.
As a spirit of vengeance, its hunger is not limited to food and the essence of living life.
Revenge against the enemy is also what makes it feel hungry.
Therefore, it specifically possesses people who have harmed the Cuishan tribe, and it gets double satisfaction from them, one is the life-sucking from the demonic nature, and the other is the psychological desire for the pleasure of revenge."
"The people possessed by the spirit of famine are not only high-ranking officials and rich people, but also many ordinary Americans." General Lain said.
Zha Kang lit a Silka cigarette with a Zippo lighter, took a deep breath of smoke, and slowly exhaled, "It is a demon after all, not a spirit of revenge.
It is mainly looking for Monsanto shareholders and Parker's family.
Secondly, look for U.S. military and political officials who participated in experiments on alien genetically modified crops.
I'm so hungry on the road, and I don't mind chewing on a few "American old men who deserve death" - Hey, don't look at me like that, I'm not saying you deserve to die.
It’s the ‘sons of Cuishan’ who believe that all of you Americans are responsible for the Cuishan disaster and deserve death.
Otherwise, how can you explain that it came all the way from Africa to the United States, passing through so many countries along the way, but not harming a single foreigner?"
Dachao didn't like the sarcasm in his tone and frowned: "It killed many alien VIPs."
"It's not just the 'Son of Cuishan', it also has the memory and resentment of old Parker."
Zha Kang stretched out his finger and flicked a glass bottle a few times, "Dangdang~~~"
"Hey, why do you want to murder those noble alien masters?"
Thirteen two-liter potbellied flasks on the table.
Each bottle is filled with billowing "black sand".
If you look closely, you can see that every black dot the size of a grain of sand is a fly.
"Kill, kill, kill the person who betrayed me."
The rolling black sand formed a face that looked exactly like old Parker's, and the vicious voice sent chills down the spine.
"It's still awake?" Harley asked curiously.
"The memories and some emotions are still there, but after absorbing too much resentment and filthy power from the Green Mountain Spirit, my temperament has been distorted." Zha Kang said.
"What is the Green Mountain Spirit?"
"The Green Mountain Tribe's city spirit, tribal spirit, ancestor spirit, earth spirit, whatever you want to call it.
Too many tribesmen died in pain from hunger, and the tribal spirit is the collective consciousness of the ancestors of the Cuishan tribe. In recent years, it has accumulated a lot of filthy and dark resentment.
Now all the resentment has been transferred to the ‘Son of Cuishan’, so its character is particularly twisted and crazy.”
"That old guy in Moab is ruthless enough. He couldn't cultivate a 'own' son of the demon god, so he just used its value to the limit." Zha Kang said with emotion.
"I didn't expect that the small Green Mountain tribe has an 'earth god'. Why didn't Cuishan take action when Cuishan was in trouble?" Harley asked.
"It is just the spirit of the tribe. At most, it remembers the inheritance from ancient times and the experiences of the tribe over the years. It knows nothing about alien genetic technology. After the disaster occurs, it will be too late to do anything else."
After a pause, Zha Kang said again: "It knows you, and if it has something to say, let me bring it to you.
Well, I chewed a piece of 'Brain Explosion Leaf' in Cuishan Tribe.
An herb that assists in mind wandering.
Thoughts are like a sea cucumber filled with soup between the lips and teeth, which suddenly explodes and the juice splashes.
It pulled the thoughts that rushed out of my mind into the depths of the earth, and I saw all the suffering Cuishan has experienced in the past few years.
It tells me to tell you what I see and then ask for your mercy.
Don't let the American master kill the weak Cuishan tribe out of hatred."
The commander reached out and touched General Lain on the right side of the wheelchair.
General Lain frowned and glanced at him, but said nothing.
The commander-in-chief had no choice but to touch Rashid, the new Minister of State on his left.
The current head of the State Council, Hipe, has been transformed into some kind of monster by black magic.
Hundreds of high-ranking government officials have died these days, leaving no one available for leadership, so former State Council Minister Rashid can only come to the rescue.
After receiving the "holy order", Rashid immediately stood up, pointed at Zha Kang and yelled: "This is a shameless slander against the entire American government and American people.
First of all, there are indeed alien genetically modified crops, but that is the personal behavior of agricultural companies and has nothing to do with the US government.
In fact, we have clear legislation prohibiting private companies and experimental institutions from conducting any form of alien genetic research.
Earth customs are currently in charge of the Justice League.
The heroes of Zhenglian can testify for us that we have very strict laws on the introduction of alien species and genes.
Secondly, the United States is a country with a well-known rule of law in the galaxy. Our judicial system is even recognized by the people of the universe, so it was recommended by many advanced civilizations to hold this green light trial.
Even the commander-in-chief cannot do illegal activities that destroy the tribe based on his own thoughts."
The commander nodded slightly. Rashid's words were reasonable and justified, and he completely shied away the responsibility.
Zha Kang shrugged, "I'm just paraphrasing what others said, and I'm not talking to you."
"Where is the Wizard of Cuishan now?" Harry asked.
"Galaxy Grand Court." Zha Kang said with a strange expression.
The heroes, commanders and others also had strange expressions.
"He surrendered to the 'Cosmic Prosecutor' of the Galactic Court and asked the prosecutor to conduct a cosmic trial on him," Dinah explained.
Harry smiled and said: "That guy is very smart, he made the matter a big deal and completely exposed the Cuishan tribe.
Once the Cuishan Tribe becomes a well-known existence in the universe, no one will be able to attack its people from now on.
Needless to say, there are many caring people who have donated money and materials to help them rebuild Xincuishan.
If aliens come to visit the earth again, they may go to Cuishan out of curiosity."
"Moab is a treacherous villain." The commander said angrily.
"I'm sure you can think of what I said, why didn't you stop me?" Harley asked curiously.
"There was no way to stop him. As soon as he was brought to the United States, a group of alien ambassadors found the Hall of Justice and wanted to interrogate him personally.
The decision to conduct an interstellar trial on him also came from representatives of higher civilizations." General Lain sighed.
"You really want them to stop him and suppress this matter?" Zha Kang asked.
Harley did not answer his words, but instead talked about another thing, "I want to tell you some good news. Heavenly Father has obtained the equation of life.
The person of destiny who uses the equation has also been selected, that is your acquaintance Orion.
Orion and the Life Equation merge, and the final battle is about to begin.
Of course, the arrival of the final battle is definitely not good news."
After saying that, she looked at Zha Kang, "Do you think I'm still in the mood to take care of these trivial matters that are as big as sesame seeds and mung beans?"
Everyone was shocked and confused.
Bateman asked: "What does the Life Equation do?"
"I only know that the life equation can force living things to evolve rapidly, and it can probably lead to directed evolution." Harley thought: "Those who can control it can control it to carry out directed evolution, allowing themselves to evolve and allowing others to evolve.
But if we cannot control it, evolution will be out of control and life forms will be extremely distorted."
"To what extent?" Diana asked curiously.
Harley recalled the changes in Orion's aura and said: "The degree of evolution is extremely high, which may allow the holder to have supreme power. After all, it is the ultimate power of the universe that represents the essence of life."
"So, the final battle is for Orion to team up with Heavenly Father to fight Darkseid? With the two Supremes besieging Darkseid, and Harley sneaking in from the side, you have a great chance of winning." Da Chao said very optimistically.
said.
Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this, with joy and relief on their faces.
Although Harley thought Orion was a little weird, she didn't throw cold water on him in public.
The commander pointed to the 13 bottles on the table and said: "No matter how important the final battle is, we must deal with this matter immediately."
"Oh, where did you say that?" Zha Kang lit another cigarette and said with a smile: "Although many people died, you can't blame me.
First of all, the deceased deserved their punishment and there is no need to feel sorry for them."
He pointed at Rashid who opened his mouth and said, "You may disagree, but please let me finish what I have to say, otherwise this topic will fall back into the old ways and never end."
Rashid pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were cold.
Zha Kang continued: "Secondly, the Son of Famine is the son of the Demon King and the grandson of the Demon King. It is very powerful.
There are 13 bottles on the table, each bottle contains a part of it.
Its body is a 'swarm of flies', and every time a group separates from it, it becomes a clone, and each clone is a great demon with a title.
13 big demons come and go without a trace, roaming around the United States.
Dozens of superheroes from the Justice League participated in the exorcism, but they were still busy.
Being able to create a magic spell specifically designed to trap hungry spirits before the Sons of Famine attack ordinary people is a great achievement for me, and I can retire with success."
"Is it complete?" Harley asked.
"I'm still waiting for you to confirm. But no matter whether it is complete or not, as long as these 13 demons in the bottle are completely eliminated, even if there are one or two left, it will be difficult to achieve anything." Zha Kang said.
The devil in the bottle seemed to sense a fatal crisis, and immediately begged in a plaintive voice: "Don't kill me, Commander-in-Chief, I am Old Parker. How many times have I treated you to drinks and how many times have I played golf with you?"
"Can it only be completely eliminated? Is there any possibility of rescue?" the commander hesitated.
Dinah said angrily: "Why is there any need to rescue this kind of thing? Even if it was an acquaintance of yours in its previous life, it has committed countless crimes in this life and has become a cruel demon."
Zha Kang also sarcastically said: "It has now adapted to the identity of a devil. It is cunning and evil in nature and will do anything to survive.
Now it is begging you. When it regains freedom, do you believe it will be the first to kill you?"
"I believe it, but it's not what I want to save. After killing so many alien VIPs, I have to beat it to death to vent the hatred of our allies." The commander said firmly.
"Fakeyu, Zetas, you ungrateful bastard, how much political donation did you get from me to become the commander-in-chief? And your stupid son, who committed trouble in Europe a few years ago, who helped you settle it?
?
Twenty years ago on Luoli Island, you were so high that you fainted. Who sent you to a private hospital for secret treatment?
During my trip to Paris 19 years ago, who used the Chunv slave girl I bought for US$700,000?
The autumn of 18 years ago——"
"Shut up, shut up. It's a devil. It's talking nonsense and slandering me." The commander stood up from his wheelchair in excitement.
The heroes didn't say anything or move, they just looked at him with eyes filled with contempt.
A middle-aged man in a suit quickly walked out from behind the commander.
He came to the table and chanted a spell on the 13 bottles. Old Parker could no longer speak.
After doing all this, he bowed respectfully to Harley and then silently retreated behind the crowd.
Harley knew him. Dr. Misty, the African-American magic master, was also the head of the magic department of the Sky Eye Society, and was considered her subordinate.
In his early years, Meng Ge was "unaccustomed to the climate" and his soul fell into hell and died. This is his masterpiece.
The Commander-in-Chief coughed lightly and said with a serious expression: "Harry, I am anxious to find you, not only for the Son of Famine. You deal with it first, and then we can talk alone."
A moment later, a conference room in the Hall of Justice.
"Has it been dealt with?" Seeing Harley enter the door, the commander-in-chief pushed a wheelchair to greet her, "How has it been dealt with?"
"Kill it and get a bounty from the Voice of Heaven; then drain its magic power, strip it of its demonic nature, and make its soul as fragile as an ordinary person; and finally, let it return to the devil's limbo.
——The Sunless Sea is dead and will never talk nonsense again." Harry said meaningfully.
Hearing that she handled it so cleanly, the commander-in-chief turned pale at first, and was frightened by her ruthlessness - obviously Old Parker was also an acquaintance of hers - although he was satisfied that Old Parker was completely out of his mind.
Hearing the last sentence, he blushed again and felt a little embarrassed.
"Harley, it's really talking nonsense. Maybe what it's talking about really happened, but the owner is not me. It's probably the former commander-in-chief Tesla.
For example, the old Parker is obviously a Republican, but he said that he has donated money to me many times to help me run for president. How is this possible?
In fact, he has the closest relationship with Tesla." Zetas, the current commander-in-chief, said seriously.
Harley was noncommittal and just asked: "What did you want to say when you came to me?"
Seeing that she was not interested in this topic, the commander became more relaxed. He coughed a few times and said, "I just asked the demonized reborns if they had a chance to recover. It was not because of the children of famine, but because I was worried about those who had been infected by black magic."
The poor patriots who sacrificed their lives to the Master, and the patriots of the future.
The tragedies that happened to Tim Parker, Roxy and others are really shocking. Even patriots who are still alive will be worried and frightened when they think that they may have such a future."
Harley said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone. I plan to obey God's orders and revoke the 'Patriot List' and only keep the 'Heroes List' from now on."
"What?" The commander stood up from the wheelchair again and said excitedly: "You mean, the patriots can no longer be reborn in the future? Harley, think again!"