Chapter 4615: The Day of White (End)

Seeing the strange looks from the people around, Anatoly raised his voice: "Don't fight here!"

"You know you can't fight here!" Strange, who flew in, roared at him, "Who cares what kind of old grudges you have! Get out immediately!!!"

Main Universe Batman looked at Lucifer. Lucifer had taken Charles's hit without any preparation and was now clutching his head in pain on the ground, probably not hearing what Strange was saying.

Taking advantage of Lucifer's stiffness, Main Universe Superman picked him up directly and flew out of the Gao Ta. The Batmen followed closely behind. Main Universe Batman stared at Anatoly before leaving, and Anatoly had no choice but to follow them out.

Only Charles remained in the Gao Ta. Everyone knew he was an expert in this area, and leaving him here could take good care of Schiller. Charles did exactly that; he began to wake up the traits one by one and then sent them back to their rooms.

Actually, Schiller didn't have much of a problem; it was similar to being thrown into a tumble dryer and rolled around, a bit dizzy from the impact, but it didn't hurt the roots. After being woken up, he quickly regained his mobility and then returned to his room to rest.

The Agent was the most miserable one because he was in the conscious mind at the time and was using his body. Physically concussed, and his brain waves were a bit chaotic; Charles mainly came to treat him.

"I told you not to watch the show!" the Agent lay on the hospital bed, pale, gritting his teeth and saying, "Is this good now?"

Charles helped him tidy up the hair on his forehead, smiled helplessly, and said: "I really didn't expect you all to be watching; otherwise it wouldn't have been like this."

"You don't know how engrossed they were; if they hadn't been so focused, they could have completely run away," the Agent couldn't help but complain.

Charles also knew he was right, because he also knew about the existence of the Abyss. Ordinary people can't get in there, but once the Gao Ta has a problem, all Schillers can jump into it. Although this will make Schiller lose consciousness, it can ensure his spirit is not traumatized.

The structure of the Gao Ta is not that important; even if it collapses, it can be rebuilt. If it really doesn't work, get a few more Jörmungandrs, and you can build one.

"By the way, where is Jörmungandr?" Charles asked.

"He found it noisy and went to sleep in the Abyss."

"MY GOD!!! OH GOD! ODIN! WHAT HAPPENED?!!" A scream came from outside the door. No need to think, it must be Jörmungandr, "HOW DID THIS CRACK?!!"

The Agent waved his hand and said: "Go tell him to stop howling, and by the way, go check on Greed; no need to come to me."

After Charles left the room, he saw Jörmungandr making a fuss about the crack. Soon a huge snake head stretched in front of him: "DID YOU DO THIS???"

"How is that possible?" Charles said, "There was an accident, but it's nothing major. You go back to sleep first."

After speaking, Charles went to Greed's room again. Before he even entered, he heard the heated discussion inside.

"Lucifer must know now, hahaha! Even if he hasn't reacted yet, he'll definitely feel something is wrong later..."

"That's right, instinctual reactions can't be faked. Lucifer will definitely wonder why Anatoly wanted to protect me!"

"And did you hear what Stephen said? He even said the two have old grudges. If Charles hadn't hit Lucifer, he would definitely have discovered it on the spot!"

"What a pity, we shouldn't have called Charles over. Otherwise, they might have fought in the Gao Ta!"

"Did you see that hit, Lucifer directly pinned Anatoly there! Hahahahaha!"

Charles stood at the door with his arms crossed, speechless. He stood there for a long time before Greed noticed he had come.

"Oh, Professor, you're here. I can't entertain you now, come sit by yourself," Greed said, lying on the bed. The other traits were also lying on beds or sofas, looking a bit dizzy, but their enthusiasm hadn't diminished in the slightest.

"I don't understand," Charles said, "what kind of relationship you have to be able to do this just to watch the show."

"So you don't know?" Greed was a bit surprised, "Haven't you been to my memory bank?"

"I don't rummage around," Charles said, "what's the difference between rummaging through your memory bank and ordinary people rummaging through Outer God scriptures?"

"Ah, but you should know that I had an attending physician before, who was the First Lantern."

Hearing this huge gossip that others hadn't heard, Charles raised an eyebrow and said: "Him? That doctor I've always admired?"

"That's right, it's him. Can you imagine him and Lucifer..."

"No wonder," Charles sighed, "I was just saying, how could an ordinary superhero dare to deceive Lucifer. If he can treat you like this, it wouldn't be strange if he deceived God."

"But his good days are coming to an end," Greed said excitedly, "I bet Lucifer will find out soon, and then the two of them will definitely fight. No, I can't sleep if I don't see this show. Hurry, let's find another one who can go up..."

"Don't even think about it," Charles refused flatly, "Your spirits have been impacted and now need rest. No one is allowed to go up."

"That's not up to you..."

"I just asked the Super-Ego," Charles said, "I have temporarily taken over the management permissions of the elevator. None of you are allowed to go up."

"OH! MY GOD! CHARLIE!!" Greed wailed, "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!"

Charles was very firm: "No way. Until you get better, I will stay here."

"No, you have to go out and see," Greed emphasized, "Do you want to miss such a good show?"

"He's not my attending physician, what is there for me to see." Charles shook his head and said, "After this incident, you should also understand a truth—watch less gossip!"

"Besides, not only do I not hope they fight, I hope they can talk properly," Charles said, "The little conflicts they have are nothing. As long as they talk openly and honestly, they can make up soon. There's no need to lose such an important friend over these little things. Erik and I have also experienced these; I will help them."

Greed opened his mouth, not knowing how to comment for a moment, and finally could only say: "If you can really make them make up, that can be considered preventing a War of the Fallen Angels. God should award you a Multiverse Peace Ambassador award. But how do you plan to do it?"

"Of course, it's to find their mutual friend—I don't mean you, but Reed Richards."

Greed looked at him with some surprise: "I know Reed knows Anatoly. He and Lucifer..."

"He punched a hole in Battleworld a while ago. To be precise, it was a shot that hit Lucifer's office. The two of them can be considered to have become friends through fighting."

Greed couldn't help but cover his eyes. No matter how arrogant Lucifer is, for a human who can punch through the Battleworld barrier with a mortal body, or even shatter his office and almost slap him on the wall, he probably has to look at him differently.

Why else would people always repeat stepping into the same river? Lucifer just appreciates people like Anatoly and Reed, and enjoys the feeling of standing with them against the entire universe. Perhaps this is also a manifestation of a rebellious spirit. Although it's not very wonderful for God, it's all spoiled by God, which can be considered his own fault.

Then soon Reed came too. He looked at the messy Gao Ta and clicked his tongue in wonder, but not because of the seriousness of the situation, but because it wasn't serious enough.

"Charles described things so seriously, I thought I could see the Leaning Tower of Pisa today," Reed laughed twice and said, "Actually, I wanted to push it secretly for a long time, but I was afraid you'd be angry, so I didn't."

Greed couldn't help but roll his eyes and said: "Thank you for still knowing I would be angry."

"Come on, why do you like living in a collective dormitory so much? The mental realm doesn't charge property tax. Why don't I take this opportunity to push the tower down and you change to a detached villa?"

"CHARLES! GET HIM OUT!"

Charles helplessly got Reed out. With Reed here for comparison, Schiller even looked like he had a human shape. I don't know if his mediation plan can succeed.

After returning to the real world, it was truly a mess. Everyone was arguing. Basically, everyone was fighting two people at once. Strange accused Lucifer and Batman at the same time; Lucifer accused Anatoly and Batman at the same time; Anatoly accused Strange and Lucifer at the same time.

"STOP!" Charles's voice sounded, "Schiller is fine and should recover soon. Let's finish the business first, and then distinguish right from wrong, okay?"

Main Universe Batman cast an approving look at Charles. I didn't expect the most mature person among this group to be Charles. But then again, don't look at his appearance returning to youth; he is probably truly the oldest in psychological age here. The tempers of this group of young people are truly too big.

But this kind of appeasement didn't have any use; they obviously didn't intend to stop just like that. But Charles wasn't just a simple nice guy; he just said very calmly: "I have obtained permissions from Schiller and blocked the Gao Ta. Who can go in to visit is up to me. Now—stop arguing, go do the business!"

Several parties immediately calmed down, because they realized Charles was a true expert, and subsequent treatment of Schiller might still require his help. Arguing in front of him had no benefits and would only lead to being rated as a dangerous person and not being able to enter the Gao Ta.

Lucifer sighed deeply, turned around, and stared angrily at the Source Wall. If it weren't for that damn Barbatos crashing into it, Schiller wouldn't have been injured. Thinking of this, he didn't analyze the program or look at the code; he rolled up his sleeves and planned to pull this string of "tanghulu" down directly.

Anatoly didn't stop him either, just looked at his actions with a gloomy face. Obviously, at this point, he didn't have the patience to dismantle the Earth precisely; it was better to pluck everything down directly.

Before this happened, Darkseid, Nekron, and Barbatos were all dangerous people. After this happened, where else could they find three such good punching bags?

The Batmen wanted to stop them. They weren't people who acted on impulse; obviously, it was better to hang the dangerous people on the wall. But thinking about plucking the Earth out, Bruce would also be free, and the other three didn't seem to be enough to look at. Pluck it then.

Lucifer spread his wings, and almost instantly, the Source Wall lit up. The things hanging on the wall began to tremble slightly, and then gradually broke free from the shackles of the Source Wall.

Just as they had just broken free and hadn't fully regained consciousness, Lucifer waved his hand and pushed the Earth away. Then, Lucifer's fist, the size of a sandbag, appeared in front of Barbatos. Although Lucifer couldn't erase the Source of Darkness, he could still beat him up.

But he didn't notice that bright white light was gradually lighting up in Anatoly's eyes, swallowing his entire pupils. And in the sun of the universe where Arrogance was located, the muzzle of that reinforced fusion cannon was condensing the shining light of a million stars.

Lucifer seemed to feel something suddenly. He turned his head in disbelief; as that bright cannonball, which seemed to swallow everything, swept past his eyes with biting power, he met Anatoly's eyes, which had been illuminated into light blue by the light.

At this moment, Lucifer finally captured that fleeting inspiration. He had once thought about what it would be like if his friend had blue eyes; not the clear sea, not the blue sky, but it should be like a snowfield, like a frozen lake, like the starry sky of the universe, like the ultimate truth of all things—just like these eyes in front of him.

"BOOM!!!!!!!!"

Just for a moment, the extremely bright light slammed directly onto the Source Wall. Everything that hadn't had time to get too far away, Nekron, Darkseid, and Barbatos, were all blasted off the Source Wall and fell into the boundless Heavenly Blood—leaving only a big black hole on the Source Wall.

?? Watching the show finally became the show. ===== CHAPTER 4616 =====