FBI: Chapter 209/210

Chapter 209: Bright Orange Light, Greed Revealed

"Dante, do you mean… Teddy and I are in the clear?"

"In the clear? What are you two thinking?" Dante looked at John, who was full of hope, rolling his eyes so hard they almost went to the back of his head. "At most, it means you two won't go to prison, but a period of house arrest and cooperation with the Federal Bureau of Investigation for research are still required."

Dante wasn't some demon, this matter wasn't really that big.

It was just that Tony Stark lost an old reactor, and ultimately, that old reactor was used to save people… or rather, save Transformers.

Even if Tony Stark himself knew, he would probably do the same.

But to say it was small, it really wasn't.

The two of them stole this thing from the Federal Bureau of Investigation Academy, not only illegally invading Federal Bureau of Investigation facilities but also playing cat and mouse with an FBI agent.

Honestly, it wouldn't be unfair to drag the two brothers out and shoot them.

But fortunately, Dante was a good person.

Tony Stark probably wouldn't pursue it either.

So he simply turned a blind eye.

"Dante might let you off, but I won't!"

Lucifer, who had been watching the show from the side, finally found an opportunity to interject.

After speaking, he lunged forward and picked Teddy up in his hand.

"Hey! Don't you have any manners! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're handsome! Do you think everyone who sees you has to be a sycophant… Of course, if you can buy me a Porsche, I can be one too!"

Teddy hung in mid-air, slightly flushed.

Lucifer showed no reaction to Teddy's words.

Instead, a wicked smile appeared on his lips, and he stared intently into Teddy's eyes with his deep gaze.

"Tell me, what do you desire most in this life?"

"…What kind of pretentious question is that? Are you sure your brain hasn't been kicked by a donkey? No one can know what they desire most in this life, because human desires are f***ing endless. Today you want an ice cream, tomorrow you want to date Angelina Jolie."

Lucifer slapped himself in the face:

"Bloody hell! It's just as I thought!"

After speaking, he turned to Chloe.

"Chloe, my dear Detective, tell me, what do you desire most in this life?"

"Lucifer, are you going to play like this? Huh?" Chloe rolled her eyes. "It's not the first time you've known that your strange ability doesn't work on me."

Lucifer turned his head to Dante again.

Before he could speak, Dante raised a hand to interrupt him.

"Stop! Don't try them one by one!"

"Who was talking to you?" Lucifer rolled a familiar, huge white eye at Dante, then looked at Harley beside Dante. "Tell me, what do you desire most in this life?"

Harley tilted her head, a hint of confusion in her eyes as she looked at Lucifer.

"What I desire most in this life…"

"Is to first XX Pudding, then OO him, and finally %&&*%&#￥%…"

"Hey! Harley! Language!"

The other woman present, Lois Lane, who was also Harley's close friend, immediately spoke up to remind her.

Aside from the address, not a single word in that sentence was broadcastable.

"Wow, that answer… I really didn't expect that."

Even Lucifer was a little dumbfounded by Harley's answer.

"What's wrong? Do you think this kind of desire isn't presentable? Or that I'm not presentable?"

Dante pursed his lips.

He understood Harley's little thoughts too well.

Even he, a well-traveled transmigrator, couldn't help but shiver at this kind of play.

He would absolutely not compromise.

Then he reached out and pinched Harley's cheek.

"I told you, stop watching those movies on the internet that only need one or two people to act out!"

"Pudding, you have to try it to know how much fun it is, right?"

"Delete these thoughts from your brain, Harley! Don't think I don't know you're deliberately trying to torment me!"

Dante turned his head away, not looking at Harley's deliberately put-on "about to cry" face.

In the past, he would always lose to that expression.

But not this time.

Dante looked at Lucifer somewhat fiercely:

"It's all your fing fault! Harley was almost over this! You induced her, and now she remembers it again! Lucifer, you truly live up to your reputation as the head of all demons in hell, you're too fing evil!"

"Dante, believe me, this really wasn't my intention. I just wanted to let you know how special this bear is."

Lucifer's tone was calm, then he gestured toward Teddy, who was still dangling in his hand.

"Through the test just now, combined with Amanadiel's sensing, we can completely confirm that this is a creation of my dead father."

"Doing good deeds in the guise of evil, that is indeed his preferred style."

"However, the ultimate purpose for which my dead father created him is still unknown."

"To actually hide one in a billion of his true spirit within him…"

The more Lucifer spoke, the more confusion and doubt filled his eyes.

He couldn't understand what kind of trick God, the omnipotent, was playing.

Teddy wasn't well-behaved at first when Lucifer held him, but later he gave up when he realized he couldn't break free.

And most importantly, upon contact, a strange sense of closeness arose in his heart toward Lucifer.

This was somewhat beyond the comprehension of Teddy Bear, who spent his days either smoking weed or dating pretty cashiers.

"Why is this idiot staring blankly at me while holding me? He's not going to be unable to resist after seeing my sexy fur, is he? Let me tell you now, even though I'm a Teddy Bear, I haven't slept with anyone for thirty years!"

Dante wasn't convinced by anything else, but he was convinced by Teddy's foul mouth.

Its destructive power was almost on par with his.

However, Dante specialized in hitting where it hurt, while Teddy focused on explicit content.

"Let go of Teddy, or I'll really start to suspect that you're also one of those special people who react to plush toys!"

Upon hearing this, Lucifer quickly threw Teddy to the ground with a disgusted expression.

"Uh, guys, are you done messing around?" The Kansas Big Guy, who had remained silent all this time, spoke up. "If you're done, would you mind looking up?"

Dante looked up into the sky upon hearing this.

In the distance, there was a faint hint of… orange light.

And that orange light was getting closer.

Getting bigger.

Getting brighter.

The brilliant orange light appeared high in the sky, radiating greed.

"Superman, you're mine!"

"I must have you!"

"Have everything that belongs to you!"

(To be continued.)

Chapter 210: An Acquaintance!

"Mr. Simmons, we have injected the newly developed C Virus into Lex Luthor's body and informed him of Superman's coordinates."

"Hmm, well done. Keep monitoring the entire process. I need to see just how powerful Superman can be…"

After Derek C. Simmons dismissed his subordinates, he looked alone at the various documents in his hand.

A strange fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

"If Superman is truly that powerful… then the best way is to hold his parents in my hands."

"Oh, right, and his two brothers, those two comical Jokers."

"Under the glory of God, America, this promised land, will be great again!"

"What World Federation? The world should fall at My Lord's feet!"

Half of the documents in his hand belonged to Superman.

The other half belonged to…

Ada.

Simmons looked at Ada's recent photo, caressing the person in the picture with infatuation.

"To meet you, I secretly funded those bio-terrorist organizations, letting them experiment on those commoners."

"To meet you, I put down the dignity of the 'family' leader and contacted the Federal Bureau of Investigation."

"Ada, Ada."

"When can I truly possess you?"

At this point, Simmons slammed his hand heavily on the table.

"Damn Dante!"

"Why can you get so close to Ada! Why did she unhesitatingly stand by your side as soon as you arrived!?"

"Isn't he just a super-powered individual with strange abilities?"

"Once I control Superman, the first ones I'll deal with are you, Dante, and the Federal Bureau of Investigation!"

Thinking of this, Simmons trembled with excitement.

The smile at the corner of his mouth grew increasingly cruel and insane.

The old man whom Simmons called "God" was sitting beside him at this moment.

However, Simmons seemed not to see him at all, only indulging in his own madness.

Of course, the old man didn't care about his actions, merely elegantly cutting his steak.

After finishing, he put down his knife and fork.

He reached out and picked up the scattered documents on the table, flipping through them.

"Hmm, Superman? A marvelous species, probably unique to this Universe, right?"

"As for this woman, is her charm that great? She's almost making this madman sick with longing."

"Alas, this new Universe is good in every way, except that the Universe barrier is too thick, and its composition is too complex."

"Before my power is fully restored, I guess I'll just stay by this madman's side."

"At least their family's red wine is truly high-grade."

"Tsk, truly corrupt."

After speaking, he and the steak vanished from the spot.

Only Simmons remained, laughing hysterically.

…

"No way, Big Guy, is there something wrong with my eyes?" Dante rubbed his big, bright eyes. "Is that guy flying over there Lex Luthor?"

"Unfortunately, it is indeed Lex Luthor." Clark confirmed the other party's identity. "And he's coming for me."

After speaking, he stood in front of the barn door, blocking everyone.

Dante, meanwhile, stood beside Clark, arms crossed.

No, he didn't quite understand.

Wasn't Lex Luthor locked up?

When was he released?

Why did no one notify him?

However, these matters could be discussed later.

Because Lex Luthor's condition… didn't look quite right.

"No way, Big Guy, that guy in the sky looks like he's been injected with dozens of doses of adrenaline!" Teddy pointed his chubby little hand at mid-air. "I've definitely seen this state before, the last little punk who wanted to sell me strong stuff looked exactly like this! He eventually died of an overdose… F*ck! Didn't even think of it until now! He owed me two pounds of weed before he died!"

Everyone automatically filtered out Teddy's complaints.

"But Teddy is right about one thing."

"Lex Luthor… definitely took drugs."

Dante shook his head. Lex Luthor's skin was tending toward grayish white, and his blood vessels wriggled under his skin like earthworms.

And in the orange light, the edges of his irises had turned blood-red.

Rather than saying he took drugs…

It was more like he was infected with a bio-virus.

"Superman, you are mine."

"Lois Lane, you are also mine."

"Everything about you belongs to me!"

Lex Luthor repeated in mid-air, over and over again.

Teddy was annoyed by his chanting and immediately retorted:

"You're like a virgin waiting for a call girl in a hotel, mumbling a bunch of ethereal words to ease your tension!"

"So stop dreaming! Clark and Lois are doing great! They won't be acting in 'The Winter' with you!"

Under Teddy's sarcastic remarks, the absurdly strong orange light on Lex Luthor's body grew even more dazzling.

With a roar from Lex Luthor.

He directly split open.

Yes.

Lex Luthor f*cking split open.

He split open in the physical sense.

The more than a dozen pieces of Lex Luthor were connected by a dark, strange substance in the middle, and then…

They expanded wildly like a compressed towel dropped in water.

"F*ck!"

Dante finally couldn't help but curse out loud.

It was Resident Evil's unique disregard for energy conservation, unlimited expansion and transformation.

Lex Luthor at most weighed around 170 to 180 pounds, but ever since he split open, the gushing black flesh had piled up into a giant humanoid creature over twenty meters tall.

And its appearance also became more refined.

On its enlarged body, layers of thick feathers quickly grew.

Then with a pop, one head split into two.

And the head that originally still showed Lex Luthor's facial features turned into two white-headed eagle heads with pointed beaks.

The orange glow spoke of his greed.

His blood-red eyes revealed his sin.

Finally, his back churned, and a pair of huge gray wings burst forth.

Dante could now confirm that, judging by the speed and form of this transformation, it was the C Virus.

However, C Virus transformations were supposed to be very distorted and abstract, right?

But Lex Luthor's transformed appearance before them… was a bit too regular.

"No way? Why does this Big Guy look so familiar to me?"

Dante heard the voice and turned his head sharply.

It was Lucifer speaking.

"What? Is this someone you know?"

"Mammon, one of the Seven Deadly Sins demons."

Lucifer shrugged and smiled.

"When I was an angel in Heaven, I was a greedy one who accepted bribes."

"After being investigated by Heaven, I became a fallen angel and joined Hell."

"I became the demon representing greed."

Dante said, embarrassed:

"Investigated?"

"When you use that word, it immediately goes from a war between gods and demons to an anti-corruption storm."

(To be continued.)