American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 365: The incident ends, Eren returns.

The song has come to an end.

The people watching the live stream were exhausted and out of breath.

Allen's dance moves were so abstract and the movements were so exaggerated that some of the older dancers fainted on the spot, while the younger and stronger dancers seemed to have taken some blue pills and stayed up all night in bed.

The main symptoms were dizziness and vertigo, and uncontrollable trembling in both legs.

Bruce looked utterly despondent; he was numb and allowed his body to assume shameful positions.

While Barry was dancing, he accidentally triggered the Speed ​​Force, turning his entire body into a mosaic, making it impossible to see his true face.

The singing stopped.

Countless demons breathed a sigh of relief, finally ending their unbearable and damned dance.

"Despicable knowledge entered my head."

Allen stuck out his tongue, shook his head, and sang, "Shake your head, fling out this vile knowledge."

Again!

Simply because their bodies swayed and their tongues stuck out.

"A student who's a complete slacker is putting on a show, and I'm giving it my all."

"Study whichever subject you know, and aim for the highest score. Calcium hydride and calcium oxide, and also carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, and neon... If you don't know a subject, study that one. If you still fail, I'll call your grandma..."

The musical style changed.

Instead of the previous surge of sadness, my mind was filled with a constant stream of knowledge.

From math olympiad problems to geometric figures, all the way to the vastness of the universe and stars.

These are all world-class problems that would make any ordinary person's scalp tingle, yet they appeared without any warning.

It's like a loving grandmother who, regardless of whether you're already full, keeps feeding you.

There's a kind of love where your grandma thinks you haven't eaten enough.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, my head hurts so much."

"I can't do it, I really can't do it, this problem is too hard."

"I don't want to go to school, I don't want to study, I don't want to..."

This piece of music, for humans, evokes a reliving of the torment of going to school, a sense of resistance that permeates the entire being, like a persistent nightmare.

One by one, questions that looked like gibberish popped into my head.

Frankly, they would rather face the devil than solve the problem.

"Triangles are stable, haha... the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, haha... the algorithm for a square is..."

He was a simple-minded devil, drooling as he tried to learn what was in his head.

However, the CPU started smoking.

The time is ripe.

The gods set out on a campaign.

Three hundred and sixty-six banners shone brightly, from which emerged the gods of the Heavenly Court.

"Brothers, this vote is over, and our Heavenly Court is truly established."

With a shout from the Heavenly Emperor of the Nervous, 365 righteous gods charged towards the demon like wolves and tigers.

The cleansing of evil spirits and vengeful ghosts in the spirit realm merely allows righteous gods to incubate; as for an increase in strength, it only manifests as a physical form in reality.

Looking at the sheer number of demons scattered throughout Los Angeles, the spiritual response is enough to achieve the ultimate sublimation and transformation.

No one could see this scene, because the people watching the live broadcast were immersed in a sea of ​​knowledge.

On the contrary, the demon dies without realizing it while pondering difficult problems.

All Allen needs to do is keep singing and dancing to maintain control, which will give the gods enough time to kill the demon.

As they ascended and transformed, the righteous gods comprehended various supernatural powers, accelerating the process of purging demons.

Waiting for humanity to awaken.

The demon is no longer visible in Los Angeles.

The sky has returned to its bright sunshine, and all the passages to hell have been closed, with only ruins remaining to indicate the events that once threatened humanity.

"Master, where are you?"

When Bruce woke up, he looked at the rooftop and found that the flags were no longer fluttering, and he couldn't find Allen anywhere. All he could see was Barry, the Flash, who had fainted from hunger.

Maintaining the Speed ​​Force for an extended period without obtaining energy from food caused Barry to go into shock.

On the ground, the soldiers who had just woken up looked at the desolate city and couldn't help but feel grateful that they had survived.

Meanwhile, the government launched a search for Allen in an attempt to control him and intimidate countries around the world.

Every human being has weaknesses, and once a person has weaknesses, they can be controlled.

Money, beauty, and power—all can be offered up.

Unfortunately, Allen is no longer in this universe, having quietly returned to his own main universe.

……

Arkham Fortress.

"Left pocket, right pocket, have you missed me?"

Allen held a red bat in each hand, lathering his body with shower gel.

The first thing to do upon returning home is to take a shower; after all, even mental patients need to be hygienic.

I was really surprised not to see the comedy trio.

The clown, the penguin, and the riddle man often discuss important matters in the fortress.

However, Nanawi's absence from home was quite puzzling.

He's a married man, so it's very improper for him to go out so often.

Of course, Allen didn't take it to heart, thinking that the happiest thing in life was taking a bath.

At this moment, in the vampire's new lair.

As Lilith was planning for the future of her people, a shy touch suddenly came over her, and her pale cheeks immediately turned crimson.

"Damn it, why does it take so long to wash there?"

The real-time, synchronous tactile feedback allows Lilith to clearly perceive its shape.

But she had no choice but to go and ask for the missing parts back, fearing that it would lead to the true extermination of the vampire clan.

However, I'm used to it, and it's not like I'm a newbie experiencing it for the first time.

Lilith leaned back calmly in her chair, quietly waiting for the torment to end.

It's possible that they've already accepted their fate and learned to enjoy it.

Allen rinsed off the foam and exclaimed, "Wow... I'm clean and silky smooth again!"

At this moment, raise your right hand.

Allen muttered to himself, "Little Right, you mean...?"

After saying that, Allen became shy, her eyes darting away as she glanced at her right hand, and said coquettishly, "Only once, it's too much trouble for me to wash it all over again."

"Xiao Zuo, stop! We've broken up. We can't do anything so intimate anymore."

"Xiao You, you mean using a little shower gel will make it smoother? You're so thoughtful."

Allen squeezed shower gel into his right palm with a wicked grin, his eyes brimming with anticipation.

"Commander."

"ah…"

A sudden holographic projection of Unita appeared in the shower room, startling Allen so much that he quickly pressed his hands to his chest.

As they approach, with only two hands, they can't cover their three points; a slight sacrifice isn't out of the question.

"Unita Sensen, it's not what you think. I just wanted to wash my armpits."

Allen made up his own reasons, saying with a confident look, "Yes, I was washing my armpits. It's easy for bacteria to grow if you leave something there all the time."

"I trust you unconditionally, Commander." Unita glanced at him indifferently, then said seriously, "I have something to report."

"Could you wait a moment? Let me get dressed. It's so embarrassing to be ambushed while showering." Allen lowered her head shyly, avoiding eye contact.

"I'll be waiting for you in the lobby."

Before turning off the holographic projection, Yunita reminded him, "Commander, I suggest you turn it over and clean it. Long-term accumulation of dirt can easily lead to bacterial infection and inflammation. If you have time, you can consider circumcision."

"..."

(End of this chapter)