Superman's End Manual

As for the other figure captured by the voyeur's lens, it was located directly above the Huanjing Tower.

That was Black Wukong, the divine being who stood atop a cloud of pitch-black chaos.

She gazed at the mole, its scarlet eyes behind the monkey mask gleaming eerily in the moonlight, its silver and black hood fluttering in the wind along with its long metal robe.

"Come on... am I really that popular?"

When Ke Mingye saw the two sisters together again after a week, he knew they were there to settle scores with him, so he silently shut down the dark web.

He focused intently on manipulating the con artist, traversing the city at an even faster pace while gradually reducing his reliance on the spiderwebs for movement. This was to prevent the webs from dissolving before being detected by others. With his current physical attributes, the puppet could easily leap ten meters on its own, making it effortless to navigate between skyscrapers.

Before long, the trickster jumped from the glass curtain wall of a skyscraper and came very close to the deserted No. 7 viaduct.

He shot a spider web down the bridge, then held onto the web with one hand, hanging upside down below the bridge, quietly gazing at the brightly lit city in the distance.

Time ticked by, and the giant mole summoned by the Calamity Dice was locked in a fierce battle with the ink-black Eastern dragon. The roars of the two behemoths echoed across the heavens, drowning out the cacophony of news reports and advertisements. The gushing ink briefly engulfed the city's neon lights, their vibrant colors dimmed beneath the inky mass.

Realizing it was outmatched, the giant mole tried to burrow into a hole in the street, but Magical Girl Ash immediately unleashed her ultimate attack upon arrival.

Perhaps because the other party was not human, she directly pointed the tip of Cinderella's umbrella at the mole that was trying to burrow underground to escape.

In an instant, a magnificent beam of light burst forth from the tip of the umbrella, like thousands of gray roses blooming at once, or like a gray beast stretching out its claws that blot out the sky. At that moment, the world seemed to be dyed gray, and all the neon colors were shrouded in a dark magic.

Countless electronic signs lost signal, and along with the giant screens on the high-rise buildings, they went black, as if a dark cloud had enveloped the world and taken away all other colors.

In a mere instant, it pierced through the mole's back, and blood gushed out like a waterfall. The nearby skyscrapers were stained a ghastly red, standing side by side like blood-red giants.

Where is Black Wukong?

The trickster puppet wasn't surprised by the strange sight before it; instead, it was more curious about where the other guest had gone. So it wiped its mouth with its hand and carefully observed the sky above the city.

Just as the thoughts settled in his mind, the number one extremely dangerous figure descended from the clouds in a pitch-black cloud storm and stopped below the No. 7 elevated highway around Beijing.

The trickster puppet turned to look at her, one hand gripping the spider silk, the other waving at her, a grin spreading across its face.

"Isn't this our Sun Wukong classmate...? It's been so long, I've missed him terribly."

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 86 Black Wukong X Dice Monster X Magical Girl Ashes (Part Two)

In the night sky, the trickster puppet hangs upside down from the overpass, clinging to a spider's web, while Black Wukong rides his somersault cloud, both on the same horizontal line above.

The doll pouted: "You didn't even say hello to me? How cold."

Black Wukong remained silent for a long time, then took out his phone from the pocket of his metal coat, typed in the memo, and then turned the screen to the trickster doll.

"What the hell are you doing again?"

“Nothing much,” the doll said. “I just had a gambling urge and wanted to throw any die, but it seems I threw the wrong one.”

Black Wukong continued typing: "Is that dice monster on the official website you?"

"it's me."

"Why did you blow up the traffic light sign back then, and... summon ten naked men?" Black Monkey asked in a text message.

"Uh, are you having a gambling spree?" The trickster scratched his cheek.

Black Wukong remained silent for a while, then slowly typed on the memo with his fingers wrapped under the metal wristband.

I really don't understand what you're thinking.

"I'm just very lonely. Believe me, a lonely person is capable of anything." The trickster puppet rambled on. "Aren't you lonely? Or... there's always a monkey talking to you in your head, so you don't feel lonely."

"How did you know?"

"I saw this online. They all say that the emblems of those who have attained divine power contain a part of the divinity of the gods, and the higher your level, the more you are influenced by that part of the divinity, and then you will lose control." The doll turned to look at her. "Is that so?"

Black Wukong crossed his arms, remaining silent, his eyes lowered beneath his hood.

After a while, she raised her eyes from behind the monkey mask and looked at the brightly lit city in the distance.

Seeing that she was unwilling to respond, the doll shrugged indifferently and turned to look at the upside-down, prosperous city.

A chilling evening breeze caressed their faces. One was hanging upside down, the other standing on a cloud, their conductor's hats and silver-black hoods swaying gently in the still wind.

After a long while, Black Wukong reached out and typed on the memo, then turned to him: "You said you know almost everything in this world."

“Uh, that’s just an exaggeration, but I do know a lot.” The doll lowered the brim of its hat.

"Then do you know what I have to do?"

"You mean, the problem of things getting out of control?" The puppet raised a non-existent eyebrow.

"Correct."

"Are you seeking a way to save yourself from a criminal?"

Black Wukong typed: "No one can answer me, and no one will come to save me. The people around me don't know who I am either, so I can only ask you."

She paused for a moment, continued typing, and then turned the phone screen towards the doll: "Besides, you haven't hurt anyone. Otherwise, why did you tell the citizens to leave before throwing that die? Strictly speaking... you're not that bad."

The doll stared at the text on the screen for a moment, then said, "You're so kind. Everyone else thinks I'm a bad guy and they chase after me to kill me all the time."

"So can you answer me?" Black Wukong typed, "the question from before."

The puppet hesitated for a moment, then shook its head: "I'm sorry, I don't know how to save you... Perhaps those who possess divine abilities are destined to go out of control, which is why every one of those who possess divine abilities in history eventually disappears without a trace."

Black Wukong lowered his eyes, his pupils reflecting the brightly lit Huanjing Tower.

"Is that so... I understand."

She put away her phone, and a cold voice came from behind her mask.

The doll hanging upside down in the moonlight turned to look at her: "It seems you are also very lonely. There is no one around to listen to your feelings. You always pretend to be strong and keep all your pain and anxiety in your heart. It must be really not easy."

She said, "Loneliness is just the price to pay when I try to use my own strength to protect others... If I can't stand loneliness, I will only bring danger to the people around me."

The doll slowly said, "But before this, you were just a girl, a girl who was just as vulnerable as others, who would feel lost and question herself, a person who was afraid of death."

"Although you are neurotic, you can always see through my thoughts."

"I am good at understanding people's hearts."

"Then who exactly are you? Do you even understand yourself?"

The doll lowered its empty eyes and said, "I don't understand. Every day, there are two people talking in my head. One says, 'You killed me, you must compensate me and protect them for me,' and the other says, 'I have no choice. I want to live. I just want to live.' Listening to them argue, sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy, but I can only pretend to live calmly... It's so complicated, isn't it?"

"It sounds like you really are a complete lunatic," Black Wukong muttered to himself.

The doll laughed self-deprecatingly: "Right, I think so too."

The evening breeze swept down from the night sky, and the spider silk it held in its hand swayed precariously.

"I should go now. I'll let you off the hook for today."

As he spoke, the somersault cloud beneath Black Wukong's feet began to surge restlessly, like a shimmering, dark lake.

"Uh, should I thank you for your leniency?" the doll asked.

"if not?"

The doll shrugged, about to respond, when a clear, icy female voice came from behind them, interrupting his thoughts.

"What a coincidence... So both of my enemies are here."

The puppet raised a non-existent eyebrow, grasped the spider silk in its right hand, turned its head to look at the source of the sound, and hung upside down, looking at the uninvited guest.

“Isn’t this Miss Ash?” he said. “You were truly outstanding tonight.”

Magical Girl Ash stared at it coldly, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "Strange, East, West, I've finally caught you..."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Black Goku paused for two seconds before slowly turning his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on the gothic magical girl.

Magical Girl Ashes shifted her gaze from the doll to Black Goku, and said with a sneer, "So you guys were all in cahoots after all. Saying 'Black Goku is right next to you' was just a bluff..."

Upon hearing this, Black Wukong typed rapidly on his memo, then pointed the screen at the trickster doll, "You told her my identity?"

The doll first said to the magical girl Ash, "There's a big misunderstanding, Miss Ash. We're really not on the same side." After saying that, it turned to Black Wukong and waved its hand, carefully considering its words, "Uh, I only gave her a slight hint, but I didn't say anything. You can ask her if you don't believe me."

Black Wukong typed on his phone, then coldly raised the screen: "You're a real bastard."

Magical Girl Ash raised her small face, glanced at the two of them, her eyes as cold as knives, "Still acting, huh? Do you really think I don't know you're in cahoots?"

The upside-down puppet sighed, reached out and patted Black Wukong on the shoulder, and said to Ash, "Yes, we're in cahoots. If you have any grudges against me, take them out on the guy next to me."

Black Wukong shifted his face, glared coldly at it through the mask, and casually swung the golden cudgel behind his shoulder, instantly snapping the spider silk the puppet was holding.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?!"

The doll immediately lost its footing and fell upside down into the bustling city, its body instantly swallowed by the colorful neon lights projected from below.

Beneath the overpass, Black Goku and Magical Girl Ash exchanged a glance across the night sky, remaining silent.

The moonlight was mostly obscured by the overpass, leaving half of Ash's face shrouded in shadow and the other half bathed in the cool moonlight.

After a long while, Ash sighed, looked away from her, and lowered his eyes to look at the doll falling towards the city.

"Forget it, I'll settle the score with it first, and I'll come after you, you stinky monkey, next time."

As she finished speaking, the Cinderella figure she held emitted a ripple of magic, propelling her body like a dark gray comet as it plummeted towards the city.

At the same time, just as the puppet was about to crash into a high-altitude work platform, it lowered its right hand and shot a spider web at the glass curtain wall of a tall building. It grabbed the spider web, shouted, and swung away.