Harley actually believes that Luther is controlled by the Anti-Life Equation.
She was so powerful, and she was still a familiar friend with him. Luther was always dissatisfied with her and resentful.
Her Paradise Mountain Technology develops electronic products that lead the times, and his Luther Technology no longer bothers with arms and biological genes, but only focuses on the performance of computers and mobile phones.
Her "Puppy Video + Daily Planet" combination has become prosperous in both public opinion and entertainment, and has cultivated many famous galactic celebrities such as Louise and Lana Lang; he created Luther Media and used Limbo
Changing the prison satellite to Lan En's "Cosmic Network Platform" and personally participating in the production of the "Galaxy's Strongest Trainee" program, he is about to cultivate a large number of galaxy-level traffic stars.
Luther is born with a character that refuses to obey anyone.
His greatest pursuit in this life is probably to complete the argument that "Luthor is the smartest and greatest in the universe".
Seeing Da Chao's all-round development of morality, intelligence and body, as perfect as a saint, he was not convinced. He wanted to prove that he was the most perfect person and the hope of mankind by defeating Da Chao.
Seeing that Harley was outstanding in business and cultivation, he also hired wizards and martial arts experts to teach him how to practice magic and martial arts.
Unfortunately, there is nothing easier than martial arts to distinguish superiors from inferiors, and nothing easier than cultivation to distinguish geniuses from idiots.
After practicing for several years, even a proud Luther can only admit that his advantage is his brain, which is the most intelligent intelligence in the universe.
He doesn't care about cultivation and other talents that belong to the "reckless man who fights and kills".
How can Darkseid be able to make Luther, who is awake, give up competing with Harley in business and social influence, give up falling in love and killing Super Chaos, give up proving that he is the light of hope for mankind, and turn around?
And surrender to the Dark Lord and sacrifice everything?
Even if Luthor really surrenders to Darkseid one day, there must be a conspiracy and he must gain something, instead of becoming the biggest scapegoat in "Final Crisis" like he is now.
But her ideas cannot be used as evidence to convince the public, and she is not willing to work hard for Luther.
If she just said hello to the White House, without spending much time and energy, she would take the initiative to say some fair words for Luther.
But now the Luthor is in Lann, accused by hundreds of thousands of civilizations. Yes, it is not just the Lann people who want to arrest him. The anti-life equation signal wave has harmed millions of civilizations in the universe. Anyone who has the ability to file a lawsuit with the Lann Cosmic Court
Those who submitted the application were all involved in the prosecution of Luther.
Luther was accused by thousands of people, and if he were to be fished out by force, he would inevitably bear the grievances of "thousands of people".
Harley is not afraid of others hating her, but it's not worth it for Luther.
"Lina, what do you think of this? Let's extradite Luther from Lann back to Earth first, and let the Earth's judges try him on charges of treason and anti-humanity.
As long as evidence is found to overturn the accusations made by the Earth judge, victory in the next 'cosmic lawsuit' is expected."
Harley looked at Lena and said: "As long as the earth's civilization still wants to live in the galaxy, it must abide by the laws and rules recognized by all civilizations.
Without conclusive evidence, I couldn't ask Lan to let him go with just one sentence.
By transferring Luthor to Earth, at least in a home environment, he would never be wronged.
Once any evidence is found, it will be effective immediately and will not be deliberately ignored by Prosecutor Lane."
Lina worried: "What if we can't find the evidence? I've called many people, and even hired the strongest mercenary Deathstroke to help find evidence, but I found nothing.
The best I could think of was to arrange for a psychic to read Luther's mind, but my galactic legal advisor dissuaded me.
He said that first of all, the Lann people covet Luther's Limbo satellite technology, soul digitization technology and many other advanced technological knowledge.
Letting them arrange for people to read Luther's mind is like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth.
If Luther is ultimately found guilty, he won't even be able to use those technologies to exchange the Lann government for a reduced sentence.
Secondly, neither Earth nor Lann have laws related to psychic identification.
There is no such law on Earth because extraordinary cases have rarely been encountered before and the law has not kept up with the times.
Advanced civilizations have abolished such laws, because there are many races of aliens, and some races or strangers with extraordinary abilities can easily modify their own memories and easily deceive psychic appraisers."
Being able to say these words proves that Lena is not unprepared for Luther's case.
She even tried her best, but finally came to Harry for help when she had no other choice.
This is not surprising to Harley. Lex Luthor is arrogant, and Lena Luthor has no chance of being humble.
The Luther family are very proud.
Proud people generally don't like to ask for help.
But Harley was still a little surprised, "You mean, the Lann people have always been honest and haven't used tricks like mind reading on Luther?"
Anyway, if it were her or Luther, not to mention mind reading, they would even use torture and interrogation without hesitation when necessary.
Lina said: "Of course the Lann people are dishonest, but no one is a fool. The US government has been on guard for a long time and has always stood by the Luther Group. At least in terms of protecting Luther's knowledge, they have been helping me.
After Luther was arrested, General Lane immediately used the "Watching Dog" to contact the Earth Ambassador of "New Lann" and the Archbishop of the Heavenly Mountain Cathedral.
Ambassador Thomas asked the Lann government to protect Luther's legal rights, and also contacted Adam Strange (the husband of Lann's chief scientist).
Archbishop Aldrich went to Rann Prison and cast a "soul protection spell" on Luther.
In fact, Luther himself also has a way to prevent psychic peeking, and the bishop's spell is more like a seal, serving as a warning."
The Lann people have an embassy in the United States, and the United States also gritted its teeth and spent part of its budget to arrange for an ambassador to be stationed on the planet Lann.
In fact, the best person for help outside the world is the Archbishop of the Temple who leads the Heavenly Mountain sect.
To build an embassy on an alien planet, the people on earth have to pay for it themselves, and the ambassador's travel expenses have to be paid by themselves.
People on earth have no money, so there are very few ambassadors on earth, less than five in total.
According to the "reincarnation clause" signed by Harley and higher civilizations, those alien bosses who want to be reincarnated must believe in God.
If you want to believe in God, you must at least have a church.
As a result, churches have blossomed all over the galaxy. Blooming everywhere is a bit exaggerated, but basically every civilization star has at least one church.
There are now more than 2,000 recorded churches, and tens of thousands more are under construction or planned to be built.
These churches are exclusively for the use of dignitaries, and naturally occupy a large area and have luxurious buildings.
The shabby Earth Embassy is completely incomparable.
In fact, now all ambassadors abroad choose to live in churches. The church environment is good, the bishop and the nuns are both fellow earthmen, and they can also get to know extraterrestrial nobles, so they can achieve multiple benefits.
The first batch of archbishops sent out were all holy priests personally selected by "Pope" Van Helsing.
In particular, the archbishops sent to the regions with the strongest civilizations such as Lann and Colu are all masters.
The Heavenly Mountain Sect has been established for a relatively short period of time. There are more than a dozen official holy priests at the mage level, but masters are rare. The masters sent out are all the leaders of other sects. Some even live for hundreds of years like Sage Aoqi.
Year.
It was easy for them to cast a spell on Luther to protect his soul from prying eyes.
The difficulty is that General Lane can take this into consideration and make arrangements as soon as possible.
"General Ryan is thoughtful and responsive." Harley nodded appreciatively and asked, "Is he still in charge of Luther's case? What suggestions does he have?"
"He suggested that I come to you. He said that Luther could not be acquitted by normal means." Lina said.
Harley thought for a long time, but could not think of a way to acquit Luther.
"First get Luther back to Earth. I'll talk to him face to face to see what useful information he can provide. If you really can't find any evidence, you can change your mind and ask the judge to bring out evidence that Luther is conscious, and then go through it one by one.
Refuting the other party’s evidence.”
Lina said: "I have consulted the lawyers of Lann Planet and they also follow the principle of presumption of innocence.
Only when conclusive evidence is produced to prove the suspect's guilt, the suspect is considered a criminal.
But Luther being controlled by the Anti-Life Equation was just a possibility raised by our defense. The prosecution presented complete evidence of Luther's crime.
Luther modifies the programming of the Limbo satellite.
Luther cooperated with the dark elite Desaad to drop Cyborg on Rann, Kelu and other civilized planets.
Luther even personally led the superpowers brainwashed by the equation to occupy the Lann National Television Headquarters.
The evidence for his crime is so complete that any judge who sees the evidence will find him guilty.
Only if we provide evidence that Luther was controlled by the equation can we overturn the evidence of Luther's crime.
Only if we first present evidence that Luther was controlled will the prosecution question our evidence.
We cannot directly ask the prosecution to produce evidence that Luther is conscious."
Luther's situation is somewhat similar to a psychotic homicide case.
The police first obtain evidence of psychotic homicide and confirm that he killed someone. The mentally ill prisoner's defense lawyer will produce the suspect's psychiatric certificate to prove that the suspect is mentally ill.
Luther's lawyer can declare that Luther's consciousness is under control, but he must first produce a "mental evaluation certificate."
This is the difficulty.
Even Darkseid couldn't help Luthor issue proof of "mind control".
Harley smiled and said: "Although I am not a lawyer, I am familiar with basic legal knowledge.
What I mean is, move back the time when Luther was controlled by the signal wave of the Anti-Life Equation.
You claimed before that Luther was controlled by the Anti-Life Equation very early on, and you need to provide evidence for this.
But if the time when Luthor was controlled was moved to the time when "The Strongest Trainee" was broadcast, countless people in the universe were infected at that time, this fact is irrefutable proof.
The prosecutor can rebut, but must provide evidence.
Hey, no matter how much preparation Luther made, when he activated the backdoor of the Limbo satellite, when he cooperated with DeSaad to release Cyborg, and when he led people to capture Lann TV Station, the signal wave of the Anti-Life Equation was spread throughout the world.
After the Strongest Trainee's scene.
You can completely claim that all of Luthor's criminal actions were committed after the 'Strongest Trainee' was infected with the Anti-Life Equation on the spot."
Lina looked stunned at first, then her eyes began to shine, her voice was a little excited, and she said: "You can try it! In the final crisis, many infected people became Darkseid's lackeys, arresting uninfected people everywhere, and forcibly
Let them get infected and wreak havoc everywhere.
But they are not considered criminals.
Because everyone knows they can't help themselves, they become part of Darkseid.
Luther, like them, was also at the scene of the strongest trainees.
He is just a mortal and will definitely be infected by the anti-life equation signal wave.
If Prosecutor Lan believes that he is an accomplice of Darkseid and is not affected by the anti-life equation signal wave, he must produce evidence."
At this point, her voice gradually weakened again, "Luthor insisted that he had been controlled by the Anti-Life Equation long before the 'Strongest Trainee' finals. Can he still change his mind now?
And the other party also has evidence to prove that Luther made various preparations before the broadcast of ‘The Greatest Trainee’.”
"At least we have changed from passive to active, and we can argue with each other." Harley said.
Lena nodded and said: "We have to get Luther back to Earth first. It will be more beneficial to us to argue in the Earth Court."
"Is it worth building up your reputation for Luther?" Ivy asked confused.
"It won't cost you your reputation." Harry said.
"You promised to help extradite Luther back to Earth. How could you accomplish this without your reputation? You also supported Luther to change his confession and tell lies. The US government had to hint that it would definitely cooperate with his actions. This matter spread
, you have a good reputation?" Ivy said.
Harley said: "If my reputation is 10,000 points, everything I do now uses at most 10 reputation points. Lina personally comes to ask for help. I have made 0.1% of my efforts. Is that a lot?
And I know that 99% of the time Luther was wrongfully accused, so he is not helping bad people."
"Your ten points of reputation are worth the face of everyone in the government in front of aliens." Selina said.
"This only shows that I'm 'big', but it doesn't prove that I did everything for Luther," Harley said.
Selina said: "Luthor has been accused of more than one case. If you ask him to change his story about being infected by the formula during the 'Strongest Trainee' finals, then he had previously ordered Mudface to raid the Daily Planet and kill many reporters.
, shouldn’t the crime of injuring Louise be irrepudiable?”
Harley shrugged, "Lena just asked me to help resolve the accusation of 'taking refuge in Darkseid and betraying all mankind in the universe'."
Harley's face is really great.
The afternoon after Lena came to see her, Lann announced that the location of Luther's trial would be changed to Earth's "Galactic Grand Court", which was the place where Green Lantern was tried.
"Sister Harley, I watched the news. Luther committed a heinous crime and you rescued him easily. You are amazing." That night, Harley received a call from Iron Mountain Prison.
A call from her former little brother, Mirror Master.
Harley heard the song and understood the elegant meaning, and said: "Sam, I have already told the Justice League that they will not send you to the hell planet again."
"But I was still sentenced to 30 years and have to stay in Tieshan Prison for 30 years."
"You did murder Kid Flash and escaped from prison. This cannot be washed away. Luther has not been freed either. He will still be tried." Harley said.
"At most I killed Kid Flash by mistake, not murder." Mirror Master said.
Harley asked: "How many years will the sentence be for manslaughter? Five years, ten years? Will you stay in Iron Mountain Prison for one year?"
"If I am caught by The Flash again after escaping from prison, will I be sent to the hell planet?" Mirror Master asked.
"How did you escape back then?" Harley asked curiously.
"Snyt (Captain Cold) used star maps, gravity and planetary autobiography to deduce the location of the space-time rift, which is approximately 30,000 meters above the ground.
Under normal circumstances, we would never be able to climb up.
But we are not ordinary people.
Heat waves melt sand and stone to create a glass boomerang.
The boomerang captain shot the glass boomerang high into the sky, letting it float briefly in the sky. I led them into the boomerang, and then jumped out after the boomerang reached the highest point. The boomerang captain continued to throw the dart upward.
In this way, we climbed up to 30,000 meters step by step, and finally sneaked back to the earth quietly." Mirror Master said in a complicated tone.
"If you use your wisdom and strength on the right path, your achievements will definitely exceed those of more than 90% of heroes." Harley sighed.
"We will seriously consider it." Mirror Master said seriously.
Harley asked in surprise: "Thinking about changing careers and becoming a hero?"
"Captain Cold discussed this topic with us a few days ago. It's not that he wants to be a hero, but that he wants to learn the flute player and the trickster and join the FBI or the CIA.
Amanda Waller also recruited me, but I refused." Mirror Master said proudly.
Harley thought: Amanda Waller has recruited many people, what is there to be proud of being recruited by her?
Waller is responsible for monitoring all superpowers. When he encounters heroes and villains who are not having a good time, he will take advantage of every opportunity and make phone calls to recruit them.
For example, during the restart of the fifth world, Magical Mary became dark and "fallen", abandoned the way of a hero, and started killing people. Waller contacted her and invited Mary to join the Sky Eye Society.
Magic Mary gave her the middle finger and told her to get away
"What's the future of being an FBI?" Harley was a bit disapproving, "It's better to learn from Big Head (Doctor of Neurology) and become a 'knight'."
"Hey, Sister Harley, you are wrong. Da Tou's life is more difficult than that of the main heroes, and I can't stand it.
When we join the FBI, we do not want to be hardworking and good people, but we want to be in cahoots with the government.
As FBI agents, the flute player and the trickster still enjoy freedom in the gang.
We just want to stay in the Rogue Gang and be free. With multiple FBI identities, the police can't arrest us, and we will be freer." Mirror Master said proudly.
——Listen to what you mean, if the Rogue Gang just relaxes a little bit, stops being so cautious, and looks forward and backward, can they become a qualified FBI?
Harley said with a strange expression: "You have all become the FBI, so who is the bad guy? The Flash?"
"It depends on what the government says. Anyway, if we surrender to the government, we are good people. If the government says The Flash is a bad guy, then he is a bad guy." Mirror Master said.
"Oh, if you have this kind of consciousness, you will definitely become an excellent FBI agent." Harley said with emotion.
As soon as Sam hung up the phone, another old friend took advantage of the darkness and personally found the manor.
"You're here in such a hurry this late at night. What's important? If it's really urgent, just call." Hallie made a cup of milk tea herself and handed it to the middle-aged woman opposite.
The one who came was her former agent, Jessica Scheksnard, who is also the agent of most of the heroes of Zhenglian today.
"After seeing the news that Luther was about to return to Earth, I hurriedly flew over from Los Angeles." Jessica looked hesitant, "Chris Queen is an artist under my banner. Like Luther, he was imprisoned by the Lann people.
stand up."
"You are a professional superhero agent. Could it be that Chris Queen not only sings and dances rap, but also has super powers and plans to become a hero?" Selena asked in surprise.
Jessica shook her head and said: "He is an ordinary star. I signed him mainly to develop the galaxy market. Superheroes are very famous on Earth, but aliens are not interested in them.
Aliens prefer slender and delicate young men, and the heroes are too rough and not advanced enough."
Harley raised her eyebrows slightly, "Where do the standards that are not high enough come from?"
"Four months ago, top designers from major luxury brands on Earth, together with many experts and professors from top universities, formed a group to study at Lann Art Institute. They just returned to Earth half a month ago.
Harvard Academy of Fine Arts also invited them to the school to participate in the formulation of new teaching materials, and the book describes the ‘high-end beauty’ standards of the interstellar era.” Jessica said.
Harley smiled and said: "I thought I was a living embodiment of the 'highest beauty in the universe'. The top students at Harvard Academy of Fine Arts observed me more, and the Lann people went to Harvard to learn from them."
Jessica glanced at her in surprise, not sure whether she was joking or referring to something else. She could only sneer and say: "You are the 985th most beautiful woman in the galaxy. You must be a high-end beauty."
"When the first beauty, Blitzcrank, was still there, I was the second. Now that she has become a red lantern demon, shouldn't it be my turn to take the lead?" Harley asked doubtfully.
Selena said disapprovingly: "Unless they are afraid that you will break your head with a stick, no critic who is not blind will rank you first."
Harley said confidently: "Put my photos side by side with those galactic beauties and you will definitely not see what is special about me.
If they are brought together with me, and Darkseid and the One Hundred Thousand New Gods of Darkness stand three steps away, I guarantee that as long as you are not blind, you will be able to spot my peerless grace in a crowd of thousands of people."
Selena subconsciously simulated that scene in her mind
Even if it was her, even if she just recalled Darkseid's appearance in her mind, her expression would be a little unnatural.
If the cold-faced Darkseid is three steps away, and if there are a hundred thousand vicious new gods of darkness behind Darkseid, Selina is a little anxious to urinate.
Among a group of women with pale faces, expressions distorted by fear, trembling bodies, and yellow water flowing from their crotches, Harley, who looked calm and composed, with a faint sneer hanging from the corner of her mouth, was indeed unique, and her extraordinary character could be seen at a glance.
If I really have to choose the most beautiful one, it can only be her.
"Why don't you tell me to put the 'galactic beauties' with you in the Anti-Monitor King's anti-matter energy tide to compare their beauty? That way you will definitely win." Selina said.
"People can't always live in photos. The events in the beauty contest are closely related to real life, and both Darkseid and the Anti-Surveillance King are reality."
Harley shook her head, "Forget it, there's no comparison with a group of mortal girls. When Heaven holds the 'Most Beautiful Goddess' beauty pageant again, I'll come back as the champion and see who of you dares to disapprove."
"Is there a beauty contest in Tianjing?" Jessica asked curiously.
"Have you never read the story of the golden apple?"
"You mean Hera, Athena, and Aphrodite asked Paris to distribute the golden apples? What they were comparing was not appearance, but wisdom, strength and power." Jessica said.
"So, skin appearance has a very low weight in the selection of 'beauty'." Harley said with a smile: "As for the standard of 'high-level beauty', the gods have already given the answer, but mortals are mediocre and cannot see through this."
Now Jessica was sure, there was indeed something in her words.
"I just want to make money from aliens."
Harley nodded, "Don't worry, just because Darkseid also loves Chris Queen, I will rescue him from Rann.
And he didn’t make a mistake. It must be said that he did, but it was just too in line with Darkseid’s aesthetics, and the dance was so enchanting that the Dark Lord was intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.”
Jessica opened her mouth slightly and stammered: "Are you serious, Darkseid is a fan of Chris Queen and is obsessed with him?"
Harley asked back: "Do you think it's a coincidence that Darkseid chose to release the Equation signal wave when Chris Queen was performing?"
"Just because the Lann people suspected that it was not a coincidence, Chris Queen was arrested. I didn't expect that they guessed it right." Jessica murmured.
Harley said: "Actually, you don't need my help, just tell the Lann people that Darkseid has the same 'high-end aesthetics' as them.
He's not just a fan of Chris Queen.
He likes all the contestants who sing and dance rap, there is no need for them to hold on to Chris Queen alone."
"Well, I'll give it a try." Jessica nodded.
If her words are of no use, she will hint to the Lann people that her information comes from the Galaxy Admiral, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it, and the Lann people will definitely understand it.
In this way, we can get things done and get Chris Queen out of prison, while avoiding the direct involvement of the Galactic Admiral in such a trivial matter.
"Jessica, are you also influential in the galaxy's entertainment circle?" Harley asked.
"It depends on who I compete with. Compared with the big guys of Galaxy Entertainment, I am just a novice. Compared with the same people on Earth, I am definitely better than them." Jessica said confidently.
"Are there any shows like 'The Strongest Trainee' recently?" Harley asked again.
"Unless humanity is completely destroyed, entertainment will never stop." Jessica asked curiously: "Do you want to recommend people to participate in the galactic talent show?"
Harley opened her mouth, released the flute player from the dimension of her stomach bag, and said, "This is the flute player from the Rogue Gang. He once played the 'Awakening Song' on Apokolips and forcibly awakened Darkseid.
He later followed me to the Martial God King Era, traveled around the world for tens of thousands of years, and created countless masterpieces."
Every time she said something, Jessica's eyes became brighter when she looked at the flutist, and in the end she almost burst out laughing, leaving the flutist confused and terrified.
"No problem, absolutely no problem. Except for being a bit ugly and lacking in style, everything else is almost perfect! I guarantee you that within half a year, the flute player will be famous in the galaxy and become a powerful idol of the new generation." She was excited.
road.
"Sister Harley, what does this mean?" Hartley asked doubtfully.
"Jessica is my friend and a cosmic agent. Next, she will recommend you to participate in the Galaxy Talent Show. You will debut as a pop idol." Harley said.
"Debut as an idol? Why?" Hartley asked confused.
"Of course it is to collect the divine power of faith and condense the divinity of the God of Music."
"What, the flute player is the god of music?" Jessica said in shock.
Harley said: "I wouldn't expect him to earn endorsement fees when he debuts, right?"
"I didn't expect that the flute player has become a god." Jessica looked a little confused. "Since he is the god of music, will the value of the god of music be reduced if he joins the entertainment industry?"
Hartley nodded repeatedly.
After becoming the God of Music, he was aloof and aloof, indifferent to fame and wealth, and regarded wealth as floating clouds.
He has little interest in the mortal world, not to mention the notorious entertainment industry?
"I'm still the King of Gods, and I don't think I should be independent from the world and aloof." Harley glanced at the flutist, "Your realm has not improved for tens of thousands of years. Think carefully about the reason."
——After becoming a god, your realm has not changed for tens of thousands of years. Isn’t it normal?
The flutist murmured in his heart and said: "I have to play the 'Song of Life' for you every day, and I am too busy."
"Even if Jessica starts building momentum for you tomorrow, it will still be a few months before you officially debut, and my work will be over by then." Harley said.
"What is the song of life?" Jessica asked curiously.
"It's the melody that triggered the equation. Flutist, you play an 'Ode to Joy' for everyone." Harry said.
The flute player did not move and said seriously: "Mortals are not qualified to listen to the song of life."
"I'm here, you can play to your heart's content." Harley said.
The flute player frowned, what he meant was that mortals were neither capable nor qualified to listen to his song of life.
But the boss said so, so he could only slowly take out a brass flute and start playing it.
As soon as the music started playing, Jessica fell into a strange atmosphere like a breeze. Although it was weak, it enveloped her whole body.
She was not intoxicated like drunk, but her consciousness became more clear.
When she is awake, her mind is particularly active, her energy seems to be endless, and she can recall countless almost forgotten memories in an instant.
Those happy times that have been dusted for many years seem to appear in front of my eyes, and a touch of warmth and joy rise in my heart.
"Fantastic."
Until the music stopped, Jessica remained in a very sober state. She did not lose consciousness or be entranced, nor did she feel lost or depressed after the music. Everything was very natural and warm.
But her heart was full of satisfaction.
She has never been happier than she is now, but the happiness is not intense.
"I never thought that music could make people so satisfied and happy, and I never thought that joy could be so 'bland'. I thought joy was a very exciting emotion," she said excitedly.
"I can also make happiness intense and exciting, making you fall asleep from exhaustion immediately after listening to the music, but Sister Hallie doesn't like that style." The flutist said proudly.
"Third-rate musicians pursue skills, second-rate musicians pursue artistic conception, and first-rate musicians return to their original nature, expressing their emotions only with music and no longer deliberately pursuing anything.
Although you are the God of Music, gods also have levels. At present, you are far from reaching the highest level. You still need to work hard and don't waste your talents." Harley said.
Darkseid was counterattacked by the Anti-Life Equation and could not even prove "I am me".
Harley also has no destiny to control the equation.
Even if the emotional elements generated in the Martial God King Era belong to her, the life equation and the anti-life equation will still resist her control, will struggle fiercely in her mind, and even erode her emotions and consciousness, triggering a phantom riot in her soul.
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This is their characteristic.
Harley's ability to complete the mission more smoothly than Darkseid proves that the flute player's "Song of Life" played an extremely important role.
Once the flutist enters the state, the equation will become extremely docile to the music and can be controlled by the flutist to a certain extent.
She controls the flutist, and the flutist controls the equation.
In this way, Harley's control over the equations increased a thousand times.
It's just that it's difficult for flutists to get into the best condition.
In order to stimulate his emotions and let the sound of his flute trigger the anti-life equation in Darkseid's body, the gods specially arranged the "Death Incident of Kid Flash".
The direct murderer of Bart Allen's death was Inertia, but Inertia was sent from the 31st century to the 21st century by the Monitor using heavenly blood. The real murderers were the Monitor and the Old Gods.
The rogue gang was wanted, the trickster and the flute player escaped capture, and the trickster was killed on the way to escape. Everything was a script written by the gods in order to squeeze out the flute player's potential.
Harley didn't want to catch all the trouble.
She spent countless efforts cultivating him for thousands of years and helped him rise to the level of the God of Music before she finally got the reward.
It's a pity that the flute player has never been able to reach the level he had on Apokolips that day.
The Anti-Life Equation was under Darkseid's control back then. Darkseid had not lost his destiny over the equation at that time, and was able to take control away from him. This shows how overbearing the flute player's sound was.
Now that the era of the Martial God King has ended, the flute player has been a god for many years, but he has not exerted even one-tenth of the original effect. No wonder Harley is dissatisfied.
"Do you know the reason why I sent you to debut?"
That night, after Jessica left with satisfaction, Harley asked in the stomach bag dimension.
"Collect faith power?" the flute player said.
"This is just a reason on the table to dispel doubts in the minds of outsiders. There are two real reasons. The first and most important is to collect emotional elements for me." Harley said.
"Ah!" The flute player was shocked and surprised, "Aren't I going to be a star? How do I collect emotional elements?"
"Do you know why the U.S. government, knowing that the aliens are not well-intentioned, still vigorously helps Luther become the 'Galaxy's Strongest Trainee'?"
Without waiting for the flutist to answer, Harley herself sighed: "Because the bonuses from the fan economy are so delicious and easy to eat.
For giegies, fans can give everything.
They eat instant noodles and steamed buns themselves, but they must also let their brothers and sisters get the best.
From the perspective of faith, although their pursuit is crazy, it is not lasting and can easily cause a backlash of faith.
But if you just harvest them as leeks, without considering the long-term benefits, they are the best quality leeks.
When they worship stars and are willing to give their all for the obvious, it's natural that their emotional elements will also belong to you.
At that time, they were almost the same as fanatics.
Other celebrities cannot detect emotional elements and cannot control them. Unlike you, you can capture fans with music, and at the same time use music to arouse the emotional elements in fans, draw them out, and then transfer them to me.
All the crazy men and resentful women in the universe offer you faith and emotional elements. As my god, you can retain 30% of your faith power, and the remaining 70% of your faith power and all emotional elements are dedicated to me."
The flutist was stunned, "Sister Harley, it's so scary and evil to extract emotional elements in this way!"
"What did you say?" Harley narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Sister Harley, you are too smart and powerful. Darkseid is just a little brother and a little trash in front of you." The flute player said with a serious expression.
Harley said: "The emotional element is to human beings what ambergris is to sperm whales, it doesn't have much meaning on its own.
Rather than letting the emotional elements naturally dissipate into the universe, or be stolen by some conspirators, it is better to leave them to me.
I am the guardian of the universe and humanity.
The stronger I am, the more peaceful the universe will be, the more peaceful the world will be, and the happier mankind will be."
"Sister Harley is right." The flutist nodded seriously.
"But why do you need so many emotional elements? The equations we have now seem to be enough." He wondered again.