Why is his holy light red?

The appearance of the Holy Angel is almost like dropping a nuclear bomb in a crowd.

Even though the nuclear bomb was only flashing and hadn't exploded yet, the terrifying sense of oppression it exuded had already sent chills down the spines of all the superpowered individuals with ulterior motives.

One by one, superpowered individuals instantly activated combat mode, transforming into beastmen, enhancing their bodies, becoming elemental... or simply pointing their guns at the Holy Angels.

Various transformations occurred, and the flashing lights inside the bar overshadowed the psychedelic lighting. The constant shifts in temperature generated by superpowers caused a turbulent current within the bar.

Mercury looked at the chaotic scene and thought to himself that this was the pressure of the Holy Light Angel. Just by standing there, he scared all the superpowered people with ulterior motives half to death.

Surrounded by hundreds of superhumans, the world's strongest simply said, "Don't be nervous, everyone. You all go about your business. I don't have time to take you to the police station today."

"Don't be afraid, there are so many of us. No matter how powerful his holy light is, it can't kill us all!"

"Attack together! Once his holy light runs out, he's doomed!"

……

Some oblivious superpowered individuals were still shouting, but the next second, golden holy light fell equally on everyone's head.

No matter what type of superpower you have, this golden holy light treats everyone equally, completely sealing you within it, like an insect trapped in amber.

Bran was the same; the golden holy light rendered her immobile, leaving her only able to stare at Mercury with angry eyes, as if she believed that Mercury had deliberately attracted the angel of holy light to devise a plan to double-cross her.

It's no wonder she misunderstood, because none of those countless beams of holy light landed on Mercury.

Mercury looked at the angel of light's slightly smug smile and suspected that his own father was doing this on purpose, intending to kill him so he could not return.

This superhero with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the embodiment of justice, is actually quite wicked!

Mercury was furious and said to the superhero, "Angel of Light, you should return this box to this lady. Even a superhero shouldn't just take other people's things without permission!"

Mercury wasn't really concerned about what Bran was doing with the box; he just wanted to get it to her to complete the transaction and save himself tens of thousands of dollars in debt.

The angel of holy light stared at Mercury and said very seriously, "What you are doing is illegally trading prohibited drugs. This stuff is too dangerous; you shouldn't have touched it, Mercury. For your father's sake, I won't pursue the matter, but there will absolutely be no next time."

All that talk of double-crossing and robbing the rich to help the poor has led to this descent into trading contraband. If things continue like this, his own son will become a criminal.

The Holy Light Angel was prepared. No matter how Mercury resisted, even if he directly attacked him, he would not back down an inch. This was a taboo that could not be touched.

He is no longer El; he can use his identity as the Holy Angel to educate Mercury, this lost youth, after all, he is the idol of all teenagers.

However, the expected fierce resistance did not materialize.

Mercury simply sighed and said in a tone full of helplessness, "I have brought shame upon my father. The best war correspondent, Al, risked his life to record your heroic deeds in battle, risking his life without hesitation. Even others say that this ordinary man is a true hero."

These gentle words even moved the Holy Angel. It turned out that in her son's heart, her own weak identity was still that of a hero. This child, indeed, had only temporarily gone astray.

Now it's time for a real hero to persuade him to turn back.

The angel of light comforted him, saying, "My child, you have not shamed him; you will always be your father's pride."

Mercury replied, "But I still have a mother, and I still have a sister. My father is a hero, but you are all too busy with your work to take care of your families. Oh, Angel of Light, you are single, aren't you? You are unmarried and have no children, so you don't understand these things."

Holy Light Angel: ...

The superpowered individuals sealed away in the bar all heard Mercury's words and only then learned of his identity.

So he's the son of that famous journalist, El? No wonder he gets special treatment from the Holy Light Angels.

El's name is more famous than many ordinary heroes; he can be considered the Holy Angel's personal promoter.

Mercury continued with great emotion, "My father, a mere mortal, had to put in so much effort to keep up with you. He came home exhausted almost every day."

"But people who live in the Roots area know that stress won't give way just because you're tired."

"There have been five shootings in our neighborhood this month, and my sister is woken up every time. When she goes to school, I have to blindfold her so she doesn't see the bodies of homeless people lying dead on the side of the road."

"My mother has to work all day and even take part-time jobs on weekends, but we are still heavily in debt. If she gets sick, our family savings won't last a week."

"I want my family to have a stable life, so they don't have to work so hard and live in fear. But what can a minor like me do? In the Tree Root District, besides doing things that skirt the edge of crime, how else can I make money?"

Perhaps it was because Mercury's acting was so good, or perhaps it was because everyone could empathize with him.

Who among those living in the tree-root area hasn't experienced these things?

One wrong move and you could lose the house you depend on for survival, and then you'd either join a gang or become a homeless person who could die at any moment.

Everything from clothing, food, housing, and transportation is monopolized by the three major companies of Ya Liu Tree City. They meticulously calculate all prices and relentlessly exploit everyone, threatening to plunge people into the abyss if they are not careful.

Even with superpowers, one may not be able to change their fate.

Just as everyone was feeling empathy, Mercury continued, "Forget it, what's the point of telling you all this? Our family's suffering wasn't caused by you; it was my father's choice."

The Holy Light Angel's face stiffened, and he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Finally, Mercury looked into the eyes of the Archangel of Light and said in a pitiful tone, "Now, I have only one request, great hero. Can you let me complete this transaction before confiscating this little box? At least, don't let this box be lost from me, otherwise my sister will go hungry. She's only six years old."

After saying this, even Bran felt a pang of guilt and said through the golden light, "God, please stop. I'll tell the camera that I lost this."

Although she had many grievances against Mercury before, now that she thought about it carefully, he was just a child. At such a young age, he had to shoulder the burden of the entire family. Bran couldn't help but think of herself. When she was Mercury's age, at least she could rely on her parents.

Even the superpowered individuals watching the spectacle in the bar couldn't help but speak up for Mercury.

"Holy Angel, if you're so capable, why don't you help him? Isn't he your friend's child?"

"Yeah, they were forced to hang out with us at such a young age, whose fault is it?"

"Damn it, it's all because of monopoly capitalism!"

"Damn that immortality technology!"

"What superheroes? They're all just lackeys of capital. Yong Sheng Technology offered him 50 million! It's even on the news."

……

The insults and abuse were incessant, but they meant nothing to the angels of holy light.

He's been a superhero for so many years and has been criticized so much, but it doesn't affect him at all, like a gentle breeze.

But Mercury's words were different.

The Holy Angel felt that none of the injuries he had suffered in his entire life were as severe as this one. Mercury's words were like a drill, each one piercing his heart.

Finally, the angel of light sighed and said to Mercury with utmost solemnity, "I will advise your father on his matter. Rest assured, you will no longer need to bear the burden of your family."

Mercury looked at the angel of light in surprise. This time, had he really figured it out?

However, the angel of holy light carefully put the small box away, then changed the subject: "But I must take this with me, as well as you and this lady."

what?

Mercury was completely bewildered. Taking the items wasn't enough; they also wanted to take the people away?

Before Mercury could react, a golden holy light enveloped him, and the next second Mercury and Bran disappeared.

By the time Mercury could see everything clearly again, he was already flying in mid-air, carried forward by the angel of holy light.

"Where are you taking me?" Mercury asked in surprise.

The angel of light said, "I'll take you to find a friend who's very good at making money. Child, I want you to know that you have other options."