Seeing the strange looks from those around, Anatoli raised his voice, "Don't fight here!"
"You still know not to fight here!" Strange shouted as he flew in, "Who cares about your damn old grudges! Just get out quickly!!!"
Primary Universe Batman looked at Lucifer. Lucifer, unprepared, was hit by Charles and was currently holding his head in pain, lying on the ground, probably didn't hear what Strange was saying.
Taking advantage of Lucifer's stiff state, Main Universe Superman directly grabbed him and flew out of the tower. The Batmen followed closely behind. Before leaving, Primary Universe Batman stared at Anatoli, who had no choice but to follow them out.
Only Charles was left in the tower. Everyone knew he was an expert in this field and leaving him here would take good care of Shiller. Charles indeed did so, he began to awaken each attribute and then sent them back to their rooms.
Actually, Shiller wasn't in much trouble, it was similar to being thrown into a washing machine and spun around, slightly disoriented, but no serious damage. Once awakened, he quickly regained his mobility and then went back to the room to rest.
The agent was the worst off because he was in the conscious state at the time and using his body. Physically, he suffered a concussion, and his brain waves were a bit disordered, and Charles came mainly to heal him.
"I told you not to watch the commotion!" The agent said through gritted teeth, lying pale on the hospital bed, "Look what happened now?"
Charles helped him tidy his hair in front of his forehead, smiled helplessly and said, "Really didn't expect all of you to watch, otherwise it wouldn't have been this bad."
"You don't know how engrossed they were watching, if they weren't so focused, they could have run away." The agent couldn't help but complain.
Charles knew he was right because he also knew about the existence of the abyss. Generally, ordinary people couldn't enter there, and once the tower had problems, all the Shillers could jump in. Although this would cause Shiller to lose consciousness, it could guarantee his spirit wouldn't be damaged.
The structure of the tower wasn't that important, even if it was bombed down, it could be rebuilt. In the worst case, several Ye Meng Jia De could be brought in to construct it.
"By the way, where is Ye Meng Jia De?" Charles asked.
"He found it noisy and went to sleep in the abyss."
"Oh my god! God! Odin! What happened?!" A pathetic scream came from outside the door. No need to think, it must be Ye Meng Jia De, "Why is this cracked??!"
The agent waved his hand and said, "You go tell him to stop yelling, go see Greed instead, don't come to me."
After Charles left the room, he saw Ye Meng Jia De making a fuss over that crack. Soon, a huge snake head was stretched out in front of him, "Did you do this???"
"How could I?" Charles said, "There was an accident, but it's no big deal. You go back to sleep first."
Saying that, Charles went to Greed's room. Before he even went in, he heard heated discussions inside.
"Now Lucifer definitely knows, hahaha! Even if he doesn't react now, he will definitely think something's wrong afterward..."
"That's right, instinctual reactions are deceiving no one. Lucifer will definitely wonder why Anatoli wants to protect me!"
"And did you hear what Steven said? He mentioned the two have old grudges. If Charles hadn't hit Lucifer, he definitely would've discovered it on the spot!"
"It's a pity, Charles shouldn't have been called over. Otherwise, they might have fought in the tower!"
"Did you see that moment, Lucifer directly pinned Anatoli down there! Hahahahaha!"
Charles stood in the doorway with his arms crossed, looking speechless. He stood there for a long time before Greed noticed he had arrived.
"Oh, Professor, you're here. I can't host you now, come in and sit by yourself." Greed said, lying on the bed. The other attributes were also lying on the beds or sofas, looking somewhat dizzy but their enthusiasm hadn't waned at all.
"I don't understand," Charles said, "What is your relationship that you can go so far just to watch the commotion."
"You didn't know?" Greed was a bit surprised, "Didn't you enter my memory vault before?"
"I don't poke around," Charles said, "Rummaging through your memory vault is no different from an ordinary person rummaging through the Outer God Scripture."
"Ah, but you should know, I had a primary care doctor before, which was The First Lantern."
Upon hearing this juicy gossip that no one else had heard, Charles raised an eyebrow and said, "Was it him? The doctor I always admired?"
"That's right, it's him. You can imagine him and Lucifer..."
"No wonder," Charles sighed, "Just saying, how could an ordinary superhero dare to deceive Lucifer. He can heal you to this extent, deceiving God wouldn't be strange."
"But his good days are coming to an end," Greed said excitedly, "I bet Lucifer will soon discover, and the two will definitely fight. I can't sleep without watching this commotion. Hurry up, let's find another way to get up..."
"You can forget about it." Charles rejected flatly, "Your spirits have been impacted, and you need to rest. No one's getting up."
"You saying it doesn't count..."
"I just asked the superego," Charles said, "I've temporarily taken over the elevator management rights. None of you think about going up."
"Oh! My God! Charlie!!" Greed wailed, "You can't do this to me!!"
Charles was firm: "No way. I'll stay here until you get along."
"No, you need to go out and see," Greed emphasized, "Do you want to miss such a good show?"
"He's not my primary doctor; what do I have to see?" Charles shook his head, "After this incident, you should also understand one thing—watch less drama!"
"Moreover, not only do I not want them to fight, but I also hope they can talk it out," Charles said, "Their small conflicts are nothing. As long as they talk openly and honestly, they'll soon reconcile. It's not necessary to lose such important friends over these trivial matters. Erik and I have been through this, and I'll help them."
Greed opened his mouth, not knowing how to comment for a moment, and finally could only say: "If you can really reconcile them, that would be akin to stopping a war of fallen angels. God should give you a Multiverse Peace Ambassador award. But how are you planning to do it?"
"Of course, I'm going to find their mutual friend—I'm not talking about you, but Reed Richards."
Greed looked at him in surprise: "I know Reed knows Anatoli. And he and Lucifer..."
"He made a hole in Battleworld some time ago. To be precise, he blasted into Lucifer's office with one shot. The two of them didn't know each other until after a fight."
Greed couldn't help but cover his eyes. Even with Lucifer's arrogance, for someone who could, as a mere mortal, blast through Battleworld's barriers, even shatter his office, and almost plaster him to the wall, he would certainly have to regard them differently.
It's said that people always step into the same river twice. Lucifer will appreciate folks like Anatoli and Reed and enjoy standing with them against the entire universe. Maybe this also reflects a spirit of rebellion. While it may not be pleasant for God, it was God's indulgence that led to this, so he deserves it.
Then Reed came quickly. He clicked his tongue in wonder at the mess of the tower, not because of the severity but because it wasn't severe enough.
"Charles described things so seriously; I thought I'd see the Leaning Tower of Pisa today." Reed laughed twice, "I've always wanted to give it a little push, but I was afraid you'd be angry, so I didn't."
Greed couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Thanks for knowing I'd be angry."
"Come on, why do you all love living in a dormitory? The mental realm doesn't charge property tax. Or should I use this opportunity to topple the tower, and you all switch to single-family houses?"
"Charles! Get him out!"
Charles helplessly got Reed out. Compared with Reed, even Shiller seemed somewhat humane. Who knew if his mediation plan would succeed?
Returning to the real world, it was indeed a chaotic mess. Everyone was arguing. Almost everyone was fighting two at once. Strange accused both Lucifer and Batman; Lucifer accused both Anatoli and Batman; Anatoli accused both Strange and Lucifer.
"Stop!" Charles' voice rang out, "Shiller is fine and should recover soon. Let's finish our business first, then sort out who's right or wrong, okay?"
Primary Universe Batman gave Charles a look of approval. He didn't expect the most mature among this group to be Charles. But then again, though his appearance had regained youth, his mental age was probably indeed the oldest among them. The rest of these young people were too hot-headed.
But such appeasement had no effect, they clearly weren't going to stop just like that. But Charles wasn't just a simple good guy; he only said calmly, "I obtained the rights from Shiller, and I've locked down the tower. I decide who can go in to visit him. Now—stop arguing and get to business!"
Immediately they ceased hostilities because they realized Charles was indeed the expert, and he might need to assist with Shiller's subsequent treatment. Arguing in front of him had no benefit and would only lead to being deemed dangerous elements and barred from the tower.
Lucifer let out a long sigh, turned his head angrily towards the Origin Wall. If it weren't for that damned Barbados crashing into it, Shiller wouldn't be injured. Thinking of this, well, neither procedures nor codes were analyzed; he was ready to roll up his sleeves and tear this string of candied fruit down.
Anatoli didn't stop him, only looked on with a gloomy expression. Clearly, at this point, he didn't have the patience to precisely disassemble Earth; it would be better to just yank everything down.
Before this incident, Darkseid, Black Death Emperor, and Barbados were all dangerous elements. After this incident, where else to find such good punching bags as them?
The Batmans wanted to stop, but they weren't impulsive people. Hanging the dangerous elements on the wall was evidently better. But thinking of taking Earth out, if Bruce were free, the other three might not be enough. Take it out then.
Lucifer spread his wings, and almost in an instant, the Origin Wall lit up. Things hung on the wall began to tremble slightly and then gradually break free from the Origin Wall's shackles.
Just as they were breaking free, yet not fully regaining consciousness, Lucifer waved his hand, pushing Earth far away. Then, right in front of Barbados' eyes appeared Lucifer's fist, the size of a sandbag. Although Lucifer couldn't erase the Dark Source, he could still beat him up.
But he didn't realize that bright white light was gradually illuminating Anatoli's eyes, engulfing his entire pupils. And far away, in the sun of the universe of Arrogance, the muzzle of that enhanced fusion cannon, was gathering the brilliant light of a million stars.
Lucifer seemed to sense something suddenly. He incredulously turned his head, just as that bright-like-consuming-everything cannonball, carrying a fierce might, passed before his eyes, he matched Anatoli's eyes, illuminated to a pale blue by the light.
In this moment, Lucifer finally captured that fleeting inspiration. He had wondered what it would be like if his friends had blue eyes, not the clarity of the sea, not the azure sky, but a snowy field, a frozen lake, the cosmic sky, the ultimate principle of all things—just like these eyes before him.
"Boom!!!!!!!!!!"
In just that moment, the brilliantly bright light blasted directly into the Origin Wall. Everything that hadn't managed to get too far, Black Death Emperor, Darkseid, and Barbados, were all blown out of the Origin Wall, falling into the endless heavenly blood—leaving only a charred hole on the Origin Wall.