Chapter 4621: Prelude (Part 3)

"... I brought the souls of some Soviet soldiers to Hell," Lucifer looked up slightly and said in a low voice: "I swear I didn't torture them. I just... I just wanted to let Anatoly..."

Greed stared straight at him, then pushed him against the wall and said without looking back: "Hopeless, get lost."

"Wait!" Lucifer hurriedly held him back, "You know me, he always said the Soviet Union collapsed, so I..."

Greed looked back at him and said: "Do you know how those soldiers died? Leningrad? Kursk, or Stalingrad?"

"Of course, it's just that I didn't understand at the time. You have to know, I am God's son, but I don't even believe in God; do you expect me to understand human faith?"

Greed was speechless for a while, because he found it seemed to be the case. The reason Lucifer's arrogance is the heaviest among the original sins is because this arrogance refers to "not believing in God."

He is God's own son, and the first light he created; God treated him really well, except for wanting to control his destiny. Even like this, he doesn't believe in God, so indeed you can't expect him to understand what people believe in.

"Then you understood later?"

"I didn't intend to understand at first," Lucifer touched his face, "But those Soviets were too good at fighting."

Greed couldn't help but laugh out loud, because he suddenly thought that Lucifer couldn't have just grabbed one or two soldiers' souls; he must have grabbed them by the formation. And Anatoly happened to be an officer, originally angry about the collapse of the Soviet Union, and was probably annoyed by Lucifer. Then what happened later can basically be imagined.

This is not impossible. Because in a place like Hell, faith can give people power. Everyone is a mystical existence, naturally, the firmer one is stronger. Back then, Bruce could make such a big movement in Hell for this reason.

In other words, that Hell war of the High Tower Defense Battle was already the World War II of Hell. Anatoly had already led Soviet soldiers to fight World War I long ago. No wonder mobilizing the masses was so easy.

It's just that the situation later developed to the point of being uncontrollable, and Lucifer could only use "deus ex machina" to empty Hell. It was through this battle that he deeply realized that the things Anatoly talked about all day were not just the weak fantasies of humans as he imagined. There was a group of people who were practicing it personally and had changed the world like this.

"And I apologized to him later," Lucifer emphasized, "I not only sent that group of people back to the human world but also built bodies for them; otherwise, where do you think the Eleventh Bureau came from?"

Greed was a bit surprised and said: "So those soldiers were..."

Lucifer nodded and said: "It's not that just anyone can engage in mysticism. These people have been to Hell, and the bodies were built by me, so naturally, they have mystical talent. And as long as I still exist, they are immortal."

Greed understood. He just said, it's not that easy to engage in mysticism in the Soviet Union. That place is a place that emphasizes empirical evidence and data; the KGB was like wolves and tigers; without two brushes, how could they stand firm?

"But you are still in the wrong," Greed said, "Because he beat you into submission at the time, rather than you realizing your mistake and apologizing. Logically speaking, he shouldn't pay attention to you anymore."

"Indeed, we were in a cold war for a period of time," Lucifer sighed and said, "But later he discovered that my destiny was actually arranged by God. He was very dissatisfied with this. He encouraged me to be brave and resist."

Greed couldn't say anything more. In some situations, Anatoly and Batman are a bit alike. Even if he doesn't like you, if you are treated unfairly, he will still help you, stand with you, and strive to resist injustice.

So although he might have hated Lucifer at that time, when he learned of God's predetermined arrangement for Lucifer's destiny, he still chose to stand with Lucifer.

"Then you are even more in the wrong," Greed stared at Lucifer, "You two are still in a cold war, and he still helped you..."

"So, when he went to bomb Gotham, I didn't stop him," Lucifer said somewhat listlessly, "Do you think I couldn't stop him?"

Greed knew. Seemingly Lucifer didn't stop him in the end, but in fact, he didn't want to stop him; otherwise, if he shook God over, Anatoly would have no way either.

"Then you two are barely even, since he deceived you once," Greed said, "Don't hold a grudge against him anymore."

"I'm not holding a grudge against him!" Lucifer raised his volume, "He insisted on bringing up Constantine, but didn't he go to Reed to borrow wine to drown his sorrows himself?"

"Although I don't know why, he seems to be deliberately angering you."

"I naturally saw it, I just don't understand why," Lucifer turned in circles in place, "Clearly he deceived me, but I have to coax him. If he was angry because of old grudges, then he should say so. Why use Constantine to be sarcastic?"

Greed thought about it, anyway, the two of them couldn't figure out those things. He said directly: "Anatoly doing this must have his reasons, it's absolutely impossible just to hurt your heart. I want to figure out what he wants to do."

Lucifer also stopped. He took a few deep breaths, calmed himself down, and then said: "Actually, I also find it strange. You and he have also been together for a long time; you know he isn't the kind of person who is very calculating. Wine glass fragments, shell casings, come on, how could he use such things to talk about?"

"That's why I said, him being abnormal proves that he has another big plan," Greed leaned close to Lucifer and said, "You don't know, I'm mostly inherited from him. If you don't keep a close eye on him, and one day he blows up somewhere and runs away, it will be troublesome."

Lucifer agreed deeply and said: "Don't worry, this kind of trick can't fool me. I guarantee to keep a close eye on him."

Greed breathed a sigh of relief. The most important thing now is to let Lucifer turn this corner. The more Anatoly wants to anger him away, the less he can run. Otherwise, Anatoly will definitely do something big.

However, Greed considered himself relatively fair. He said: "I'm not asking you to endure it all the time either. If he brings up the past, you can too. Didn't you go to drink with Constantine because you were sad?"

"Where was I sad, I..."

Greed stared at him. Lucifer blinked, seemingly realizing something, nodded and said: "That's right. It's all his fault for exposing himself, otherwise how could I be so sad that I had to borrow wine to drown my sorrows?"

"That's right. If you mention it a few more times, I'm afraid Anatoly won't be able to hold on himself. You know he never likes to make friends sad."

Lucifer nodded, seemingly gathering his courage. He walked over and shouted, and Anatoly, who was discussing enthusiastically with Bruce, turned to look at him.

But the moment he saw those blue eyes, Lucifer completely lost his courage and started explaining again: "The Constantine I drank with isn't one of those bad people..."

Greed and Bruce slapped their foreheads at the same time. Lucifer Morningstar is truly hopeless.

The two of them didn't want to participate in the love-hate drama between them, so they left the room and found another empty office, intending to study Perpetua properly. But at this time, Reed came in again.

"How is it? Was my comfort effective?" Reed said with a smile, "They should have made up, right?"

Greed resisted the urge to punch him and said: "How could you go and tell Lucifer that you and Anatoly at that time..."

Reed was stunned, and then said: "What about me and him? When he came to me for a drink and mentioned Lucifer, didn't it also prove he was sad? I just followed the method you taught me to infer, it's impossible to understand it wrong."

"It seems he really understood it correctly," Bruce looked at Greed and said in a low voice.

Greed naturally understood too. If it was really said like this, there was no problem, but the problem was that the person who said this was Reed; his way of expression was probably more like showing off than comfort.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this," Greed also couldn't stand these family ethics dramas, he said, "We still have to study Perpetua."

"Creator Goddess?" Reed raised an eyebrow and said, "You've already met her?"

"No, how do you know about the Creator Goddess?" Bruce couldn't help but ask.

"Look at what this is?" Reed suddenly took something out of his pocket. It was a polyhedral small pendant with a black skeleton and semi-transparent blue glass; Bruce looked at it and didn't recognize it. Greed was completely frozen on the spot.

"Orrery of Worlds?!!!" Greed was almost roaring, "Where did you get this?!!!"

"I know you are very anxious, but you don't be anxious first," Reed said very calmly, "There is no multiverse in here, it's empty."

"But... but..."

"I remember I told you. As early as when you first came here, I could already observe the whole process, and naturally I would study where you came from. My research on the neighboring universe is much deeper than you imagine. Otherwise, how could I start research on Battleworld?"

Greed immediately thought of the big hole on the office wall that was clearly just patched up. "So your method of research is to punch a hole?"

"Of course not, that was an experimental accident," Reed shook his head and said, "The specific experimental content can't be told to you, but such a situation won't happen again in the future. Let's talk about the Creator Goddess, how do you plan to deal with her?"

Greed and Bruce looked at each other; those plans that were rolling in their brains just now seemed a bit conservative. After all, Reed asked, so they couldn't lose face.

"Actually, I have an idea," Reed said, "But we need a deeper understanding of the Creator Goddess. Where she comes from, what kind of existence she is, and what kind of person she is."

Greed narrowed his eyes lightly: "This doesn't look like you. I thought you would be more inclined to treat these mysterious existences as neutral resources of the universe."

"I can tell you very clearly, the Creator Goddess is different," Reed said, "No matter what understanding you have of her outside of facts, that might not be the complete fact. You'd better treat her with caution."

Bruce fell into deep thought and said: "Actually, I originally just wanted to cheat some power first, and then see what happens. If you say so, I might need to communicate more with her. Fortunately, I left a good impression on her."

"How did you do it?" Reed asked.

"Just loved my mom very much," Bruce said, "In this way, she is indeed different from those mysterious existences. She seems to be able to understand maternal love."

"Alright, I think the problem we need to solve urgently now is not this," Greed sighed and looked at the next office, "We have to give them a chance to communicate—it can't be physical communication."

"This is too difficult, you don't know Lucifer..."

"Where is the difficulty?" Reed said, "According to my research, Battleworld is very sturdy. As long as they stay in Battleworld, they won't be able to fight. If we can arrange a dungeon that restricts abilities for them, that's even better; they won't be able to do anything except communicate."

"Genius!" Greed praised, "I'll go fool them."

?? Next dungeon: multi-person two-person escape room. ===== CHAPTER 4622 =====