What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 397 The Goddess's Judgment

"What? You want me to be Spawn again?" Spawn Al Simmons froze in his tracks, all the bad memories flooding back to his mind. "How the hell can I refuse?"

"Do you think you have the capital to refuse now?" Lucifer stared at Spawn's face, without any sympathy. "Although you are miserable as Spawn, this is your fate... But it is different from before. After being blessed by the devils in hell, the little power you get can't compare with being blessed by me... How about this, I can promise you one thing."

"What is it?" Spawn frowned. "Can you still promise me that you will avenge me?"

"If what you want is revenge on those demons who gave you power and played with your soul, then I can make a promise."

Lucifer heard this and nodded with a smile.

He has long wanted to deal with those demon kings in hell.

Ever since he came to the human world for vacation, these bastards have been making trouble, thinking that they can do whatever they want after he left.

He even wanted to kidnap his brother's child to replace him as the "Lord of Hell".

If he hadn't been forced to work overtime after returning to hell, he would definitely go back and kill those bitches.

But now, it’s great to have someone who can do it for me... and without any complaints.

"I can guarantee that the power of Regeneration that I bestow upon you is definitely much better than the effects of those demon kings..."

Lucifer said, extending his hand to the people around him.

"Um, who has any gun with bullets left? Can you lend it to me?"

"What are you going to do?" Chris asked, handing his pistol to Lucifer. "Aren't you going to turn him back to his previous weird look? Do you need a gun for that?"

"Of course you have to use a gun."

Lucifer said as he shot Al Simmons in the head.

This sudden scene made Teddy tremble all over.

"Fuck! Didn't you want to give him power? Bullets are meant to be powerful, right? Ugh... His brains seem to have splattered all over me..."

"You know shit." Lucifer looked at the people around him, especially Chloe, with a puzzled expression, "No, why are you looking at me like that? Spawn is, in a sense, an evil spirit with a physical body and great power... so he must die once before I can grant him the power of the Son of Hell... that is, Spawn."

Lucifer's explanation made everyone's eyes return to normal.

Li Chengfeng laughed secretly.

Lucifer hadn't taken action for too long, and he was so excited that he forgot his current identity and personality.

“Okay, stop explaining and get started… Since Talloran has abandoned everything here, it means that the threat from the outside world is not ordinary.” Li Chengfeng showed a gentle smile, “As a helpful FBI agent, no matter whether it is Hela outside or not, we have to help.”

Lucifer nodded, cut his finger, and a drop of blood dripped onto Al Simmons' half-turned head.

The next moment, the blood plasma seemed to come alive...

Spawn, reappearance.

……

In the void, orange light, like sunlight, illuminates and fills all observable corners.

Although it seems that this place can be extended infinitely, there is no concept of space.

But the orange light remains... unshakable.

"Divinity, divine power, and divine personality... Most of the divinities in this multiverse have a concrete entity. I really don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."

Talloran's body was suspended in a grayish-white dimension of another world. Although it had been completely destroyed, there was still a shell left, storing all the fragments of time and space.

And in this dimension that existed in name only, Talloran felt the pressure for the first time in a long time.

He is not a very upright person now.

When the divinity called "Hela" just appeared, Talloran was already prepared for a sneak attack.

After all, crossing the thick barrier of time and space caused SCP-3999 to suffer serious damage, otherwise the reverse absorption of 3999's power would not have been so smooth.

Talloran realizes the true nature of his relationship with SCP-3999.

He is a human cradle, a human womb, and a human eggshell!

SCP-3999 wants to break free from His bondage, but due to the dangerous environment outside, it has to rely on Him to exist.

Especially as a supreme deity that is about to be born, once it is truly hatched, it will no longer face these opponents with actual physical forms.

SCP-3999…he's scared.

That's why Talloran had the opportunity to reverse the situation and, as a human-shaped womb, control the power of the embryo.

After all...

They are One.

As one thing grows, another declines; this is a universal truth.

But the woman before him... to be more precise, the goddess before him completely overturned his common sense.

His ability, which was always successful, even made a certain degree of reality modification to Li Chengfeng, who possessed the power of life. However, it did not have the slightest effect on the goddess in front of him.

She is like an unchanging rock, anchored to the Earth of this multiverse.

Cannot be changed, cannot be influenced, cannot be touched...

"You seem a little different." There was a look of doubt on Talloran's brow. Although he had obtained the power of 3999, he did not get 3999's nearly omniscient knowledge.

"Long-winded."

Hela shook her head and raised her hand slightly.

The orange light roared and instantly turned into an overwhelming storm, symbolizing the power of death sweeping over.

And those fragments of time and space suspended here were given the meaning of "death" the moment they were contaminated.

Under the possession of Jörmungandr, the combination of the greedy orange light and the power of death produced an indescribable chemical reaction. It was also the first time that Hela reached this state...

Time, space, reality... everything seemed to flow through her fingertips.

And she only needs to raise her finger to grant them...

death.

Desire is power, death is direction.

Only now did Hela realize that her current state had completely entered a new level.

Even if it was the "God Group" that Li Chengfeng had once told her about, it was probably just like this, right?

"You deserve to die."

The corners of Hela’s sharp lips curled up into a sneer.

The goddess of desire and death handed down the final judgment to the man in front of her.