Chapter 4202 said the plane crashed into the building
Hearing that humans were also scolding the colorful doglegs, the black god seemed to be in a better mood. He took the initiative to extend his hand and invited the squirrel girl, Franklin and the little guy who were eating melon seeds on the ground to his palm, and then put
They also put it on their shoulders.
He stood up and looked into the distance:
"You're right, but I don't hate colored dogs, I just feel sorry for them. They don't understand the value of feelings, and they don't understand what freedom is. They are just dolls that carry out their father's orders, just like we were once...
..."
"In other words, you think they were just following orders, so you don't blame them?"
Su Ming heard that the Dark Gods group were all mentally ill, but he didn't expect there to be individuals with Mary's disease?
"This is the fact, so I just want to kill them all, but this has nothing to do with hatred, but my love for them. I am willing to do whatever it takes to help them escape from their sad fate."
Saying affectionate words, the black god stretched out his arm, indicating that Doom and Wanda could also land and sit on his shoulders. This was a sign of intimacy.
Although he acted heart-warmingly, his words took a sharp turn, which actually confirmed Deathstroke's information.
The God of Darkness is indeed sick. He is a typical love murderer.
Generally, people with this kind of behavior are often accompanied by symptoms of cannibalism, which is the kind of behavior where if you love someone, you have to imprison the other person, kill and eat the other person, and let the other person become one with yourself.
For this kind of patient, becoming one is the ultimate love.
This Black Celestial is probably in a similar situation. If the Black Celestial can be disassembled and assembled like a Lego toy, can he also fuse the corpses of the colored Celestials that are turned off to enhance himself?
Is this an alternative method of devouring mechanical creatures?
"Okay, well said! I understand your passionate feelings!" Regardless of whether he was mentally ill or not, Su Ming looked touched: "The Colorful God mercilessly slaughtered his former brothers and sisters, but you repaid evil with kindness.
What a good person."
I was moved, maybe a little bit, but it was mainly due to the familiarity. Su Ming liked dealing with mental illness.
"Good or bad is just a relative concept. Our Celestial Team does not use this judgment system, because the universe has never only had two poles." The Black Celestial God carried the Deathstroke Team. He turned around and started walking, as if he was walking slowly.
Walking slowly is probably like doing recovery training: "So, can you help me answer my previous question?"
He is talking about things beyond the realm.
Su Ming thought for a moment, then raised his hand and began to use light rings to form an image. He first conjured up a small building and began to explain.
"Suppose, this building is the structure of our universe."
As he spoke, he made a cross-section of the building, arranged some furniture and images of living things inside, and labeled the words single universe, multiverse, super universe, omnipotent universe, etc. in order from the first floor up.
Feeling that it was not appropriate, he changed the building into an inverted pyramid shape with a larger upper part and a smaller lower part, and then magnified it a hundred times for the black god to see.
The giant statue's head moved back and forth, probably as a nod to show that he understood.
Su Ming continued to operate, using another hand to reveal an airplane, and also made a cross-sectional view, and said:
"This was a plane, a common aircraft for humans. Then it took the passengers inside and crashed into this building."
While talking and demonstrating, the plane hit the fourth floor of the inverted pyramid, which is the Almighty Universe level. However, compared with the building, the plane looked very small, like the remaining flower stems on an apple.
"Yes, I understand." The Dark God nodded.
"People on higher floors in this building have more energy, so they have the power of life and death over people on lower floors. Therefore, the passengers on the plane have also become high-level people because of accidental collisions. They use the plane to
It contains a special energy that brutally exploits the residents on the three floors below. We humans are like this and are used as test subjects by them."
Su Ming explained and began to demonstrate again, that is, the passengers in the plane crash took the weapons in the plane and began to bully the residents on the third floor.
Stealing their things and killing their people for fun.
The virtual projection is so lifelike that even subtle expressions can be seen clearly.
Sure enough, when he said this, the Black God had completely understood it, because the example given by Deathstroke was intuitive enough. He said: "What are the colored dogs doing? They are supposed to protect the building."
"They've been biding their time."
With that said, Su Ming conjured up another plane with the words Tianjin Group written on it. This new plane circled around the building. Occasionally, a person would appear from the plane and lie on the window of each floor to look inside.
Then flew back to the plane.
"So, where are the other residents on the fourth floor?" Dark God asked again.
"They are protecting themselves and don't care about things on the lower floors." As he said that, Su Ming divided several rooms on the fourth floor and labeled them 'Absolute Gods', 'Constructors', 'Five-dimensional People', and 'Creation'
Words like 'God', 'Court', etc.
Then a small door was opened, revealing the projection of the absolute Gods inside. While the Beyonders were doing whatever they wanted to the residents on the lower floors, they were dancing to the gods in their rooms.
The constructors were planting flowers, the fifth-dimensional people were playing game consoles, and the God of Creation and the Tribunal did something. It was only after they surpassed the Gods and returned to the plane embedded upstairs with their trophies that they would go out and go downstairs.
Clean up some messes, help people collect corpses, etc.
"So, where are you humans?" The Dark God made another electronic sound.
"There are many of us in the corner of the first floor, but not everyone is like us and can climb to the fourth floor to find help." Su Ming created a small room at the bottom of the already small inverted pyramid.
Inside are images of human beings engaged in infrastructure construction, which means building their own homes.
"I have completely understood that you want to resist the oppression of outsiders and gain freedom and respect, which is the same as us." The Dark God hesitated a little here, and he looked at the small couple on his shoulders.
Personal: "I am willing to help you, but unfortunately, we are now facing a crisis within ourselves."
As he spoke, he also used energy to slightly modify the projection, drew a room next to the humans on the first floor, and wrote the name of the Dark God.
Then he made the projection move, and the colored dogs always poured out of his plane and went to the first floor to try to kill the dark gods, while the dark gods could only run around in the corridors and hide everywhere.
Su Ming nodded. Of course he knew the situation of the Dark God Group, but he was still a little surprised that they could put themselves so low and even be neighbors with humans.
Sure enough, dark people are more honest.
"I know the difficulties you are facing, so we can cooperate. What if I say that I have a way to get you back to the fourth floor? Are you willing to help us deal with the Transcendent Gods?"
After hearing this, the black god stopped in his tracks, straightened up, and seemed to be thinking.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I watched an episode of Netflix's "The Sandman" last night. Except for the inexplicable replacement of a certain supporting character with a black man, the rest was surprisingly good. The spiked door and the dream kingdom were exactly what Tuanzi imagined, and the special effects were awesome.
Full. Especially the story is cryptic and the Sandman is full of riddles. It feels right. I feel like DC is going to produce another good drama after "Peacemaker".
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