Chapter 510 Becoming Superman The surrounding scenes began to become of Anti's memories were tangled together, making the scene chaotic. The bodies of the two men gradually returned to normal adult bodies, but their moves became more intense and fierce, and there was absolutely no mercy. The stranger really wanted to crush Antio in this dream. It roared, venting everything that Anti had endured so far. All the frustration and dissatisfaction that Anti had never expressed were shouted out by it. That was an emotion that Anti had never experienced before. Or... He had it before, but he had forgotten it all, left it to it... boom! Anti punched the stranger continuously and knocked him down. The stranger supported himself on the ground with his hands, put his legs around Anti's neck from both sides, swung him up and threw him out. Anti flipped over in mid-air and steadied himself, and the scene around him turned into the familiar Gross Mine. Subconsciously looking around, the scream of a stranger suddenly rang out, and it suddenly appeared in front of Anti, piercing his chest without any reaction.
"Did you cherish the first kindness you received in this strange world? Are you satisfied just by watching him die?!" Anti: “…” He twisted the stranger's hand and threw him away, but the stranger threw his broken hand back, causing Anti to stagger. "How many 'good people' have you met that you are willing to accept? Have you, the 'all-powerful' one, saved them? If not, then why aren't you angry about it? Why don't you cry? Why do you just accept it silently and move on to the next stop? Do you really care about these things!" Anti turned around: "..." In the deep sea, Lin Jinghong was forced to be contaminated by the abyss and became a wandering god. Flame, Shang Liyu absorbed the fire again and went on the old path. Blood and energy, Nie Hong became Tai Sui beyond recognition and guarded Xuanshang. Anti pushed away the stranger's hand and beat him back with a series of heavy punches. He lowered his body and kicked him down, then turned around and followed up with a knee strike. The stranger blocked the blow but was still kicked and slid sideways on the ground. Anti took advantage of the situation to pursue the opponent. The stranger stood up and suddenly pushed his head forward to stop Anti's momentum. Then he quickly attacked with both hands, hitting Anti's chest, legs and feet. After blocking Anti's hands that were trying to counterattack, he hit his head again. The final blow was delivered by a single punch, knocking Anti so weak that he fell to his knees in front of him. Just as Anti was about to collapse, the stranger grabbed him by the hair and lifted him up, looking him in the eye at close range. "These three children are connected with you. They have all embarked on paths that are contrary to the norm. They may not complain, but have you ever felt sad for them? They have become what they are now. It will be difficult for them to reunite with their families in the future, and it will be difficult for them to have a peaceful ending. Do you really not want to say a word?" Anti: “…” His body recovered in the blink of an eye, and he threw a straight punch, but was restrained by the stranger. The stranger picked up Anti and turned around to hit him. boom! The picture shattered, and the two of them pushed open the door and fell into the ward together. The person lying on the hospital bed was naturally Anti's grandfather.
This old man thought a lot about Anti's future, but perhaps never considered what Anti himself thought. He hoped to make up for his regret for his daughter through Anti, but the result seemed to have created another regret. Anti took a look and then turned his attention back to the stranger. He kicked the stranger into the ceiling, and when he fell, he got up and punched him. The stranger flew out and hit the wall of the corridor. "Ah——!" Before the familiar scream could be heard for long, Anti quickly followed and stepped on its forehead. boom! The stranger's body was shaken and he collapsed. Anti took a breath and seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. It’s mom… His expression was exactly the same as mine. He stood outside the door with his arms folded across his chest, but he was unwilling to go in. It turns out that she was not late, but had arrived long ago... If there is any similarity between me and this woman, it is probably that we are both ruthless and cold-hearted. The stranger suddenly stood up, hugged Anti around the waist and lifted him up and overturned him: "Is that enough?" Anti fell to the ground and then supported himself to get up. "Like a god, you suppress all fluctuations and act only for the so-called goal! Not even for your own goal, but for the goal of others! For the so-called saving of other people who have nothing to do with you, you gradually neglect and abandon the things you really value!" The stranger pointed his slender left index finger at Anti. "It's time for the clown to put an end to his act of using divinity to cover up his indifference! Anti!" The stranger's voice became Anti's own real voice. However, Anti had never heard his voice convey his emotions so movingly. "I! Have! Enough!!" the stranger - Anti himself shouted loudly. boom! Anti knocked the stranger down with one punch, then kicked him back against the wall. After he bounced back, he was grabbed and thrown over his shoulder to the ground. The stranger suddenly got up. There is no technical content involved, the two are simply tearing, venting, and fighting each other. "Are you angry out of shame? Have you finally seen your true self? Are you ashamed of yourself? Are you wailing about your own incompetence? Do you regret it? Have you made your voice heard? Have you resisted? Have you refused? This is an unequal deal! How long are you going to keep it to yourself!?" The noises became a confusion as the two fought back into the ward from the corridor. The stranger's screams and words echoed in his ears and mind, making Anti feel dizzy. "Don't throw everything at me! I remember everything you forget! You are not noble! You are as ugly as I am! A caged bird dancing clumsily!" The stranger pressed forward step by step, gained the upper hand, and pinned Anti to the corner of the room. His sharp claws tore at Anti's flesh, and blood splattered all around. Anti opened his eyes and silently watched the roaring stranger. His body gradually relaxed and he lost resistance. The stranger grabbed Anti's head and slammed it against the wall. One, two, three times... the hammering continued uncontrollably, and blood formed beautiful and deep bloodstains on the wall. boom! Finally stopping, Anti's one eye was still staring at the stranger through his fingers.
Facing the empty gaze of strangers. "Speak up!" the stranger shouted. "Have you really said what you want? Not what others expect of you, but what comes from your heart! Your true desire! Your true longing! Say it out loud!" Anti's pupils trembled violently. A hand suddenly rose up and hit the stranger in the face, knocking it back. Anti supported himself with his hands, and even though his body was covered in blood, he acted as if nothing had happened. The stranger clawed back and tore at him, but Anti grabbed hold of it with one hand, and pushed up with his knee to break the stranger's elbow, then pulled it off, grabbed the stranger's hand and smashed it in the face. He raised his foot and kicked the stranger's knee, breaking it instantly. The stranger stabbed with his hand knife while swaying his body. The tip of his left index finger passed Anti's arm and scratched Anti's chest, but Anti dodged it by turning sideways. The continuous fists and palms were intertwined, and the stranger was unable to resist at this time. He took all the blows from Anti like a sandbag. After being completely stunned, Anti picked it up above his head, went to another bed next to Grandpa, and smashed it hard. boom! A loud bang echoed, and the stranger with a broken body was embedded in the bed. Then it was quiet. In the ward, the only sound was Anti's heavy breathing. "Anti, you must..." Suddenly, the grandfather on the hospital bed next to him moved his dry lips slightly and spoke in an unclear voice. Anti turned his head and looked at it in a daze. “…No.” The old man wanted to say something, but suddenly denied what he had just said. There was another silence before he continued, speaking his last words. "You don't have to continue... If you don't want to do it, you don't have to do it... You don't have to limit yourself to one place... It's my fault for not teaching you well." "You are a child born with light, but we have covered you with dust..." "...I have been dreaming these days...I dreamed that one day, Antin will be glamorous and omnipotent, just like...'Superman'..." "That dream seems to be right in front of me." "You will become 'Superman', Anti..." It sounded like the nonsense of a seriously ill patient on his deathbed. The words that Anti himself had forgotten echoed in the ward. "..." After a long silence, he turned around and looked at the stranger again. Anti said softly but firmly: "I want to be an omnipotent God." Become a "superman". That cold expression remains the same as always.
The tears that flowed from my eyes and rolled down my cheeks were warm and real. (End of this chapter)