[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

The main church of the Mystery Church.

The Pope opened his slightly closed eyes, and looked at the church door that was suddenly pushed open.

He was no stranger to such things, at least, every time the singer came, he would push the door straight in unceremoniously.

He saw Tony Stark without any surprise.

Well, that's good, it really isn't that the whole family doesn't come in.

"Where's Alice?" he asked straight to the point.

The Pope didn't speak, his fingers hidden under his robe lightly hooked, and the space between him and Tony was instantly shortened infinitely, making the latter appear in front of him in a flash.

"Sit down," he said briefly.

"Listen, I'm not in the mood to take it easy right now—either you tell me where Alice is now, or I'll go out and tear down the church you guys built in Gotham," Tony said.

The big deal is to pay the Penguin and the Gotham City Government some money. To him, it's just a sprinkle of water, but it's hard to say a blow to the prestige of the Mystic Church.

The Pope smiled indifferently.

"He's fine," said the pope.

"Really?" Tony said skeptically.

He remembered that before he fell into a deep sleep, he heard Alice's voice, and he heard Alice saying to him - "Good night."

He had heard Alice say good night many, many times.

In countless sleepless nights.

That voice is always as soft as velvet, as if it can wrap all sharp and sharp pains into a safe, firm and gentle cocoon.

But this time, he was extremely keenly aware of the unusual omen contained in that voice.It was not a simple good night, but a farewell.

"He left you something, didn't he?" said the Pope. "Can I see it?"

"Why should I show you?" Tony said.

The Pope smiled: "I once told you why the singer's race was enslaved."

"..." Tony frowned slightly.

That's not pleasant knowledge.

"But do you know why they were massacred after being deprived of the whale spirit?" the Pope said slowly.

"...why?" Tony asked.

He always wanted to know everything about Alice.

"Because the spirits that were taken away from them are incomplete. A complete whale spirit contains everything of the original owner, and it is a 'cocoon' that continues spirituality and life." The Pope said, he watched Tony's chest gradually emerge. The white light group narrowed his eyes, "A spirit that has been robbed and enslaved, their 'cocoon' must be full of anger and hatred, so in order to avoid this situation, they are often plundered after the spirit of the whale is taken away." will be put to death, and that hatred will be buried with the rest of their spirituality, never to be cocooned again."

Tony: "..."

He took a deep breath.

I'm afraid that the cruelest slave owner is nothing more than that, his anger and irritability almost made him a little out of breath.

"However, you are very lucky." The Pope said, "There is no hatred in the singer's cocoon. You are also the first person to get a complete and pure whale cocoon in such a long time." The Pope said.

"I don't care about that right now," Tony said. "Where's Alice?"

"He can't meet with you for the time being." The Pope said calmly.

"Why?" Tony's tone became urgent, "Where is he now?"

There was a deadly silence in the cathedral.

The Pope didn't seem to want to explain this issue, but he didn't seem to want to go to the opposite position with Tony Stark, so he lowered his eyes and said: "There is a price for using any power, I miss you This couldn't be more clear. Singer is paying what he needs to pay, and when he pays, he will naturally come back."

Tony felt that something in his chest was about to explode, and he could hardly control his emotions. When he realized it, he had already yelled: "So you still let him choose to die?! I don't believe it That sea anemone can only be defeated and eliminated by sacrificing your own people—or is this the efficient method you advocate?"

The Pope didn't speak, just looked at Tony calmly.

"He's only 16, he's just a kid!" Tony said in pain, his voice hoarse.

"Tony," said the Pope, his tone of voice could barely discern any emotion, "he's not dead."

This is the difference between the singer and the messenger.

The Messenger is an ordinary human being, but the Singer is not.

The singer is a unique existence among his ethnic group, the only one who broke free from the shackles of the race and stepped onto the stage. Their race itself has supernatural attributes, and the resistance of the body to pollution and mutation is of course not the same. And language.

What's more, there is a crystal with a purity as high as EX level. This crystal not only saved the whole New York, but also saved the singer and the samurai.

Even so, they need time to repair themselves.

The singer didn't "die", he just returned out of time and dimension.

Tony was slightly taken aback, his eye circles were a little red, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "...where is he?"

The pope's eyes fell on the small white light group: "You can think that he is there, in his spirituality."

As if confirming his words, the small white ball of light suddenly became brighter, a small crack appeared on the surface of the light ball, and a familiar and gentle singing voice sounded in Tony's ears.

It's just that his pollution level was locked at 0% by the cocoon, so he never understood the lyrics again.

However, the familiar, soft, calm melody of the singing voice could still relax him.

He felt that the emotion in his chest that was about to explode was easily soothed, and all unnecessary negative emotions seemed to be washed away.

The manic heartbeat calmed down, and the pain that pierced his soul like a thin needle disappeared.

The whale cocoon was quietly suspended in front of him, and he seemed to see the endless and familiar vitality contained in this small white light group.

Even if Alice never came back to this planet, he still left him the most precious legacy, the most valuable and perhaps the most helpful thing he could give.

"Alice..." he subconsciously called out.

However he got no response.

He slumped and then took two steps back, sitting on the pew in the main cathedral of the Mystic Star, looking at the imprint of the Mystic Star floating in the air behind the Pope with a dazed expression.

"Will I still see him?" he asked.

The Pope gave him a deep look, almost pity in his eyes, and the words were cold and realistic: "If you think of Cocoon as him, you can see him every day—until you enter The day of the grave."

In such a sentence, the hidden meaning behind it couldn't be more obvious.

—I can’t see you anymore.

All he left in this world was a "cocoon".

……

In fact, such an ending, Tony does not think there is anything unexpected.

Rather, he knew that he was already prepared for this ending.

Everyone who is a hero is like this, isn't it?Not to mention a child like Alice who has serious character flaws and psychological trauma, leading to serious distortions in behavior and worldview.

He must be prepared for the people around him to leave, and he must be prepared to leave at any time.

However, it is one thing to be mentally prepared, but it is another thing to be able to calmly accept this day when it does come.

The singer's life stays at the age of 16, but he has gone through an unimaginably long time.The short time on earth may have seemed like a fleeting moment to him, but a fleeting journey.

At this moment, he has fallen into a long sleep again, until one day in the future, he can wake up and face a completely new and completely different world with a mutated appearance beyond recognition.

Die for what you believe in, die for what others believe in, die for victory.

"What's his name?" Tony asked suddenly.

He was surprised by the calmness of his voice.

The Pope looked at him with some surprise.

"Alice—that's not his real name," Tony said firmly.

Alice Millia - No male would ever be called that, apparently just a pseudonym he used while alive as a woman.

The two names he left in this world, Alice and Singer, are not his real name.

After a moment of silence, the Pope said calmly, "No one knows."

No one knows what the singer's real name is.

Or maybe he doesn't have a name at all.

A person who has been living with a false identity all his life may not need his real identity long ago.

"So you're telling me that he saved the world without leaving his name behind?" Tony asked word by word.

"...he has got his wish," said the pope. "Tony Stark, Singer has got everything he wanted."

You know, there are countless people in this world who don't know what they want.

Or, they know what they want, they work hard to get what they want, and they never get it.

"He's been lucky enough."

……

When Tony left the Mystic Cathedral, he still had a sense of unreality.

He opened Alice's wardrobe from the inside, returned to the room, and looked at the daily bits and pieces left by Alice.

This child broke into his life so abruptly, and then left abruptly.

He stood quietly in Alice's room.

Before Alice arrived, the Avengers headquarters was always very quiet, so quiet that it could be described as dead silence.The modernist decoration and countless high-tech facilities make this place look like a machine made of steel, where everyone and every piece of equipment is doing what they should do on the assembly line.

He built many rooms and facilities for entertainment here, but most of the time, no one cares about it.

Until Alice came here, her existence was like splashing colorful paints on this huge, icy machine, and the whole world suddenly came alive.

Her singing, her piano, her laughter, and her murmuring complaints because she was unwilling to learn, were like pebbles thrown into calm water, causing a series of splashes.

Unfortunately, the small stone finally sank to the bottom of the pool.

The banquet was over, leaving only a deserted place.

Tony picked up the record that Alice had placed there from the table, and conveniently placed it on the vinyl record player aside, and the melodious music soon sounded slowly in the spacious room.

Listening to the familiar music, a smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth.

Yeah, what's there to be sad about?

He should be happy for Alice.

She has always been on the road of pursuing her dreams, and has been running on this road at all costs. Even at the last moment, she sang the last song at the cost of pollution without hesitation.

He should be happy—proud, even—for her, if all personal grievances are aside.

Proud of her bravery, her determination, her kindness and firmness.Proud that she did what he couldn't and saved countless people.

He just regrets not being able to fight for more time from fate.

—Maybe he was too calm.

When he realized this, he remembered Whale Cocoon.

Because of the existence of this little thing, his emotions have been soothed, so that at this moment, he doesn't even have the strength to go crazy because of Alice's departure.

Even if his emotions will collapse and he will fall into madness, who can the output of this emotion be directed at?

Facing the Secret Star Church?

He should be full of anger and madness, but, but, but—why is he so calm?

It was as if all the extreme negative emotions were wrapped in an airtight cocoon. At this moment, he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

At this moment, his communicator rang, and after connecting, he saw the face of Steve Rogers.

"Tony, how's the situation?" He asked worriedly.

"..." Tony rubbed his face and sorted out his emotions. He was not surprised to find that sorting out his emotions and calming down became so easy, "It's nothing, Alice and the samurai... went on vacation."

"Are they okay?" Steve asked, "Are you... okay?"

Tony doesn't feel good about himself.

But he still said indifferently: "That's why you called? You make me feel like a patient lying in the emergency room."

Hearing his relaxed tone, Steve was obviously relieved. He probably guessed that there should be no major problems on the Star Nest side, so he said: "It's fine, we plan to hold a small celebration party after the war. I think you'd be the last of us to want to be absent, right? Can Alice come?"

"..." Tony fell silent.

"Oh, sorry," Steve said, "Since they're on vacation, shouldn't they be able to come?"

"...It's okay." Tony said, with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth again, "I'll bring her with me."