Crimson Embers Chapter 30 Power is a dangerous thing, especially when it doesn't belong to you
"Owen, my name is Owen, thank you, girls, I will definitely repay you, oh, my God, this is delicious... I'm almost going crazy, finally..."
A spirited young man with disheveled hair and a beggarly face sat cross-legged in the air. He grabbed the bag of food that Harley brought, and tore open the wrapping paper and munched on the junk food in a wolfish manner. While eating, he spoke intermittently to Harley and Quinn, who were staring at him like they were looking at a giant panda, with an expression as if he was moved to tears.
The light in the eyes of the two crazy girls was quite strange.
First of all, this guy is really miserable.
Just by looking at his skinny body, you can tell that he has been trapped here for a long time, and the fact that he can eat junk food until he cries fully proves that this kid is definitely not enjoying himself here.
That attitude of a starving ghost being reincarnated cannot fool others.
But this guy must be a pretty powerful bastard, because every time he chews, a huge amount of energy rolls around in the white empty area around him.
That was obviously a force that operated according to his mood. The little cuties were no longer the honest Arkham doctors and did not have much judgment on strength. They had traveled far and wide and seen many truly strong people, and the unlucky guy in front of them did not even need to be verified with combat power detection equipment. Just by looking at the energy changes visible to the naked eye, it was known that he was at least at the level of the big group.
A truly extraordinary strong man was actually moved to tears over the hamburger in his hand. This really made Harry, who had a lot of imagination, not know how to comment on it.
"Hey, a guy as powerful as you won't starve to death even if you don't eat, right?"
Quinn poked the arm of the energetic young man in front of her and handed him a glass of iced happy water. The latter grinned, took it without using a straw, and drank it all in one gulp.
He drank every last drop of the liquid, then rubbed his stomach and groaned in comfort, burped, and started to deal with the bag of hamburgers in his hand.
While he was eating, he mumbled:
“It’s true that you won’t starve to death. You can survive without eating for your entire life. You can even block out your senses if you don’t want to feel hungry. But not being hungry and not being able to eat are two different concepts, ladies.
No matter how powerful a person is, he will have some worldly desires.
What's more, I am not a serious person, and I am not a paranoid lunatic who can survive solely on justice and ideals.
Come to think of it, did you guys receive the message I sent you, so you came all the way to give me something to eat? Wow, you guys are so kind, just as shining as your beauty. "
"The message you sent was too complicated. It was only after Sweetie deciphered it that we were asked to bring all this junk food."
Harley put her hands on her hips and scolded:
"Look at you, why not just write simple information when sending it out? Why make it so complicated? You just want to order takeout but you make it look like a superhero meeting. Which takeout guy is willing to take your order?
Isn’t this a joke? "
"Hey, I wish it was as simple as you thought."
The gluttonous Molecule Man rolled his eyes and said:
“That Doom guy is not talking about it. There is also a powerful bastard watching this place. I want to make a phone call to order a pizza or something, but I have to be able to do it.
I hid the coordinates and the door secretly when I was fighting in the world, so they didn't find them. Do you know how difficult it is to hide it from Doom?
Oh, no more talking, anyway, the takeaway has arrived and it’s OK, I’ll send you out after I finish eating, and give you some of Doom’s treasures.”
"We're not here for the baby."
Quinn looked at the time and found that in this space, the speed of the hands of his watch became chaotic and random. The hands were moving counterclockwise in the last second, but in this second they jumped back to five minutes ago.
Everything here is chaos.
The reason why she and Quinn were still able to stay normal here was probably because the guy in front of them helped them.
Sweetie is right.
Although this molecule man looks like a psychopath, he is not a bad guy.
"Let's destroy the Doujie! We must kill that bastard Doom who has done so many evil things, and destroy the damn Doomsday Star!"
Harley shouted, pumping her fist.
As a result, the molecular man who was eating choked directly. He pounded his chest hard but was unable to swallow the food stuck in his neck. Finally, he had to split his body into subatomic levels and then re-weave himself in the next moment to avoid the terrible fate of choking to death.
He stared at Harley and Quinn with a strange look, stuffed the last bit of beef patty in his hand into his mouth, and said while moving his teeth:
"Isn't this right? Why did you want to kill Doom? Wasn't he doing good things? Or are you the bastards who want to ruin everything?
Hey, if that's the case, then I can't let you leave.
But for the sake of these delicious foods, I can erase your memories and let you return to your original lives."
"Asshole? No, we are the saviors, cuties!"
Harley immediately defended herself:
"We are the good guys! Even though we may not look like it, we are indeed good and powerful people. Doom is the bad guy! He and his bad friends have messed up the entire parallel world in the past decade or so.
It was Sweetheart who led us to put these chaotic things back on track. We investigated all the way and had enough evidence to prove that Lord Doom was a villain who must be killed.
Only when he dies can the rest of us live our lives well!"
"etc!"
The Molecule Man suddenly realized something. He reached out to stop Harry's incoherent description, rubbed his brows and thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him. He asked:
"How long has it been in the outside world?"
"Seventeen years."
Quinn replied:
"From the first impact to the fifth impact now, the frequency of destruction is accelerating. You definitely can't feel it if you stay here all the time."
"No! Impossible!"
Molecule Man shook his head and said:
“Although this space is shaped according to the laws of randomness and chaos, my personal state still changes with the normal passage of time.
I did not interfere with the process, and through cell turnover and my growing hunger, I can confirm that I have been here for almost two hundred years!
How is it possible that only seventeen years have passed in the outside world?
My perception will not be wrong, so the problem lies with you. So, did Doom set up a time-space maze based on a time loop in the fighting world?
Damn! Those guys really used the worst of all methods, damn it! I warned him not to play with time! You, you tell me, what happened in your perception? "
The Molecule Man's urging made Harley and Quinn look at each other again. Although they couldn't figure out the relationship between the Molecule Man and Doom, they could tell from his previous speech that the God must have hidden something from him.
Or it’s called deception!
Hey, isn't this a good opportunity to poach people?
So in the next few minutes, the two little cuties briefly told the Molecule Man everything that happened during the impact.
After hearing about the Council, the Star Society, and the Pioneers and Conquerors, Molecule Man's expression became increasingly ugly.
However, when he heard that Mason and the rebels had completed the fusion of worlds and planes, and planned to merge more worlds and planes together in the current attack, the Molecule Man's expression relaxed again.
After Harry finished speaking, a complex expression appeared in his eyes that were as bright as light bulbs.
"He deceived me."
The Molecule Man sighed with regret and loss, hovering in front of Harley and Quinn, and said:
“It wasn’t an outright deception, but he clearly ignored my advice and went down a rather dangerous path.
Doom and I come from the same world. It's not the star of hope as you say. Our world was gone before the first impact, but it was not destroyed by external enemies or internal strife.
I sensed the tremors of power deep in the universe, and I saw the shadow of doomsday, so I worked with him to dismantle our world and planes and reorganize them into the fighting world in your eyes. Because this plane is dead in the concept of existence, it no longer belongs to the parallel world system and will no longer be affected by the impact.
We achieved the goal of saving the country in a roundabout way, but as the foundation of the existence of the fighting world, I was also trapped here as a large energy battery.
He didn't force me, I did it voluntarily.
Because I also want to save my girlfriend and my other friends.
Up to this point, things were proceeding according to the steps I had agreed with him. It seemed that after I sealed myself here, Doom, who was no longer bound by shackles, found a group of new companions.
He found bad company, and thus he became one of the bad guys."
"Will you help us then?"
Quinn asked:
"If Doom has betrayed your ideals, will you stand with us and punish him? "
"I can't help."
The molecule pointed around with a look of loss and said:
"My existence has completely merged with this place. Only in this way can the entire Dou world rely on the creative energy of the several cosmic cubes that I have dismantled to continue to exist independently and not be affected by the environment.
I know what you mean. Doom's omnipotence in the fighting world is also based on the power I lend him. This power lease was achieved the moment the fighting world was established, and I cannot breach the contract unilaterally.
But it’s not like there is no solution at all.”
This guy was suspended in the air, and he poked his cheek with his hand. He glanced at Harley and Quinn and said:
"If the Doujie no longer exists, Lord Doom will lose his power and turn back into Doctor Doom, and the Doomsday Star that will drag the entire universe into a time loop will also..."
"But you will die?"
Harry's eyes widened as he said:
"Sweetheart didn't mention that."
"I'll die if I want to. I've been locked up here for over a hundred years and I've had enough. He once promised me that he would build a paradise for me in the aftermath of the apocalypse, but the truth is that he probably never intended to fulfill the contract."
Molecule Man sighed and said:
"I knew it was a bad idea to work with Doom, but I have the power but not the wisdom, and I deserve to be taken advantage of like this.
Your little sweetheart did something amazing.
According to the fusion process you described, perhaps the birth of the next era he identified is the unexpected fulfillment of the original contract between Doom and me.
He did what we didn't do.
This is enough for me to end my duties here without any regrets.
What's more, you brought me food, which is a favor. I owe you a favor.
I said, I will repay you.”
The spirited young man grinned, licked his fingers, and the aroma of the food made him let out a long sigh, and said:
"You know I'm stuck here and can't step out. I thought my love for my girlfriend would sustain me to the end, but the truth is I'm tortured to the point where I can only feel satisfied by eating a bite of junk food.
Being a hero isn't really for me.
Maybe being free now is not a bad thing, and I won't necessarily die. You have seen that I can reorganize myself at the subatomic level. Although completely breaking up my existence means that I will need to go through a period of chaos and disorder before I can find my way home, I guess we should be able to meet again.
At some point in the next era..."
He grinned, and a light of self-decomposition flashed under his dirty and strange clothes, and the entire chaotic and disordered space began to tremble and collapse.
It was like the load-bearing wall of a house was shattered, causing the entire building to shake and collapse.
"I'm not a hero, and I never thought about being one, but I did do some good things..."
Molecule Man took a deep breath and said to Harley and Quinn:
"My friends whose names I don't know, you are the real heroes. Next time we meet, I will treat you to a big meal. I mean what I say.
Now, it’s time for you to finish your work.”
"Hey, aren't you going to say goodbye to Doom or something?"
Harley swung the baseball bat and yelled:
"He lied to you!"
"It's not really a lie, he did use my powers to save my friends and the world, he just didn't do it 100%, that's just the kind of person he is.
I realized he was going to lie to me, but I chose to work with him anyway.
So I brought this upon myself.”
Molecule Man snorted, and in the increasingly bright light, he raised his hands and threw Harley, Quinn and their dogs to a certain area, and said:
"I'm too lazy to argue with him, so I'll leave it to you, my friends. Say goodbye to him for me and tell him that I quit!"
…
"Ah, I can't beat him! How can I beat him? Bastard!"
Void Mason screamed and crossed his arms to block a wave of energy that was enough to disintegrate a star, allowing the lavender energy like a prehistoric beast to rush into his body.
The phoenix fire on his body had been devoured by the greedy fairy power a few minutes ago, and the wild phoenix Fox was so weak that he kept flapping his wings and dodging.
Doom unleashed his goblin power, and it turned out that Mason and Fox combined were not enough to feed this voracious wild force.
It whistled and roared, obviously thirsting for more.
The energy of Void Mason's millions of stars could not repel this evil thing that could devour any energy. Instead, it would allow it to feast on it and activate more ferocity in the pain of being attacked.
"I quit!"
The Void Mason, who could only passively take the beating but couldn't make an effective counterattack, was beaten badly. This terrible feeling of having strength but nowhere to use it made the Void Man completely explode.
After once again resisting the devouring power of the fairy, he gave up quickly, returned to the depths of Mason's soul with a whoosh, and returned control of his body to Mason.
This bastard actually ran away...
"You are really incompetent!"
Mason cursed, and the moment he regained consciousness, he dodged the lavender energy in front of him.
When he looked up, he could see the God Doom, who was at the core of the fairy power, looking at him with a cold and indifferent gaze, as if he was looking at a dead person.
All of the Captain's attacks could not cause effective damage to Doom, but every move of the fairy power would drain Mason's strength, which was like an unsolvable "invincible cheat".
"Four more minutes."
Dum said coldly:
"There are only four minutes left before the Final Star takes off, but it looks like you can't get there, Mason Cooper. You've won so many challenges, but in the end it was all in vain."
"etc!"
The captain made a pause gesture to the fairy power that was hitting him, and the latter cooperated very well and stopped in front of him like a cat playing with a mouse.
He glanced at the time on his watch and said:
"It should be almost there..."
"Bang"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a huge vibration under his feet, as if a nuclear bomb had exploded deep in the tough earth. The entire building began to shake violently, and scattered white light emanated from Doom's body.
The God was a little confused at first, but in the next second he realized what was happening.
His white clothes and robes quickly lost their mysterious cloak as if they were fading, and an indescribable weakness surged into his heart. The fairy power instantly sensed this weak posture and the uncontrolled energy rushing.
It expanded with a roar and began to chase the huge energy generated by the molecule man's self-decomposition.
As Mason watched, the white light flickered and gathered into his two cute little figures. He nodded with satisfaction as he saw Harley swing the baseball bat fiercely and hit Doom on the head with a bang.
"Asshole! You killed my new friend Owen! And..."
Harley, who was sent here, let the dog bite the weak Doom, while waving a baseball bat and shouting:
"He said he would quit!"
