Hero, you have crossed [Comprehensive Yingmei]

A week later

Lucas curled up on the sofa in the only box in "LUX".He frowned and flipped through the thick newsletter in front of him.The more he flipped, the bigger the movement, obviously quite impatient.

"Oh, poor little one."

The owner of the nightclub woke up "early morning", and Lucifer looked at the young man in front of him with great interest.He was not afraid of death and let out a sticky murmur:

"Who would have thought that sitting before me was the only seed left by the most evil bloodline in the universe? Oh my poor little Lucas...you never fail to amaze me."

Lucas's forehead quietly popped a few veins.

But he still chose to turn a deaf ear.

After all, Alberto was completely stunned by his feat in Gotham. In a state of rage, he also learned that two witnesses were Stark's secretary; the other was the only son of the Wayne family.Lucas' elder brother almost collapsed... He couldn't bear Alberto's sighs, so he had to silently surrender to this stupid devil in front of him.

But his silence is undoubtedly a form of encouragement.The word 'retreat' never existed in Lucifer's divine life.He's a pretty funny friend, but he doesn't really know people's faces at all - or rather, he doesn't care about other people's faces at all.

"Look at you, look at what you look like now, sweetheart. I guess you are more dedicated than that Superman Hernan. This is a black joke!"

"Who would have thought that when you first appeared in Los Angeles, my 'father' would send my brother to remind me to pay attention to you. This is so funny! They still think you are a dangerous element."

... Lucas frowned, and finally raised his head and straightened his body.From time to time, Lucifer would lightly reveal some extremely terrifying 'insider information'.But this time this...

"Is that why you pay attention to me?"

He closed the booklet impatiently—thanks to his concentration far beyond ordinary people, he did read all the cases involving 'mutants' in this month in just one morning—Lucas was a little ironic He winked at Lucifer.And this made the Lord of Hell laugh out loud.

"OhYES, that's how I 'follow' you...Look, I lured you into having sex with me; and you resisted my temptation."

"Listen, my dear little one, it's not that common, you understand? If you take this seriously, you're probably good enough to be called 'Saint Lucas'."

Lucas laughed at the religious joke with its many self-deprecating undertones.He leaned back on the sofa again, rolled his eyes and smoothed his hair.

Seeing that he had successfully made this indifferent kid laugh, Lucifer finally had some real pride.He also leaned against the backrest, opened his shining eyes that didn't look like demons, and questioned:

"So, I still don't understand you."

"...Isn't this Superman's work? Don't you also hate Hernan's thankless, hard work and dirty work?... Sweetheart, you are really incomprehensible."

"Always say one thing and do another, always act like you don't care but care."

Lucifer's tone was careful and gentle, and his determined attitude seemed to fully understand Lucas' thoughts.Although Lucas was already familiar with the opponent's routine, this time he still didn't react immediately:

"What you said is disgusting, and I'm not really a saint...I've told you many times, Mr. Satan. I'm different from you and Hernan."

Lucas glanced at the thick newspaper in disgust again.Then he glared at Lucifer, who looked like he was listening.Lucas recalled... This damn devil always likes to sneak in like this.

"...I told you. I don't have so-called lofty ideals; I don't have any expectations for the future. In essence, I'm just an ordinary person who wants to live an ordinary life. And you who think you are arrogant Not the same as Hernan. I don't like taking on too much responsibility."

Lucifer smiled playfully, and the Lord of Hell nodded in understanding.

But what he said was inexplicably harsh.

"Yeah, yeah, you're right. That's pretty much what you've been doing all these years too...you suppress your desires and control your emotions for that...poor our young Lucas, who doesn't even have social media Dare to use it."

Lucifer paused when he said this.Because he really wanted to say that sentence—but he really didn't want the person mentioned in the sentence to 'hear'... So the devil moved his fingers, letting the cocktail in the glass in front of Lucas Floating out of the cup, it became a paragraph:

[But since Hernan has to face all this, you can only be on his side. ]

"........."

Lucas stared at the words floating in the air.At the same time, he stared at the demon behind him.Lucas's eyes were not so unkind, he didn't even show any discomfort... This made the black-haired Lord of Hell frowned helplessly, shaking his head while making the words burn.

"Poor Lucas."

Lucifer's tone was a little 'sigh'.

"...you're such a weird kid. You're still fighting—I really get jealous sometimes that you love him so much and try so hard to defend him. And you're not ashamed at all of this preference — poor me."

The lament made Lucas sneer.

He deliberately pretended not to notice Lucifer's behavior of deliberately changing the subject after mentioning 'preference', and only held up the newsletter, making these pieces of paper recording crimes burn together with that line of writing.

"You poor ass. You never gave me a chance to defend you - if your father finally wants to liquidate you as a traitor one day, I will try to hit a stone with a pebble."

This very blasphemous sentence instantly made the Lord of Hell happy again.So the black flame engulfed the book very quickly... Lucas felt the heat in the air—his instinct made him suspect that Lucifer would woo him again in the next second.So I quickly changed the subject:

"Speaking of which, I'm the one who feels strange—Why on earth do you not care about this matter? This kind of time travel... This kind of interaction between worlds and other worlds shouldn't make you people who have supreme power Are 'gods' and 'demons' uneasy?"

"...I would like to imagine that there are two Hernans in the sky, but I definitely don't want to have two you standing on the ground."

Lucas didn't expect an answer when he asked.Lucifer's boredom of managing hell and his rebellious feelings towards God made him instinctively avoid all 'business'.

But this time, Xifa only hesitated for a moment, as if it was difficult to decide whether to tell him so easily - after all, Lucas just coaxed him today - but after hesitating for a while, the Lord of Hell still With a rare soft-hearted sigh:

"I have received an oracle,"

"Well, I thought you'd figure it out... Poor silly Luke, I don't care because it's none of my business of course."

"...To briefly describe it to you, the current interaction is like a hole in a fishing net. Maybe small fish and big fish can pass through this hole... But sweetheart, don't talk about me, it's just Hernan who wants to get in To pass through this hole, there must be a lot of prerequisites."

"So take it easy, why always-"

Before finishing speaking, Lucifer stopped talking and blinked.He turned his head slightly in astonishment, causing Lucas to stand up subconsciously, and he froze in embarrassment after realizing that the person in front of him was Lucifer.

"?what happens?"

This made Lucas a little upset and a little shy—fortunately, Lucifer didn't realize that this was actually an overprotective and overreacted action, and just 'stared' straight at the door.

"Wow."

The Demon King said with a strange look.

"...someone entered the main entrance with a god-killing gun."

The author has something to say: Lucifer: You love Hernan more!You love humans more!

Lucas: (The scumbag is silent.jpg)

Lucifer: I'm not happy.But that's okay, let's talk about something else-

Lucas: (quickly stroking the dog's head) Crying children have milk, you see you are bigger than Superman, and shouldn't you come to help me?

Lucifer: Huh?What you said seems to be right...

next chapter!How will Lucas, who claims to be only worried about Superman, deal with it--what about Lucifer, the son of God, and Bruce, who is holding a gun!

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