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The two turned their heads and saw Yang Le walking into the spotlight from the endless darkness.

"This is impossible."

Compared to Wally, Kent beside him was obviously even more shocked.

"This is the domain of the God Nabu. Normally, without his permission, ordinary people shouldn't be able to enter."

"Obviously, I can't be regarded as ordinary." Yang Le shook his finger. Entering an independent space was something many alien heroes in the Omnitrix could do, but the simplest method was definitely using Stasis.

In terms of space, the Null Guardians, the race of Stasis, are absolute experts. There probably isn't a space in this world that they can't open.

"But why did you come here?" Wally was obviously much more energetic than before, even his back straightened up.

Perhaps it was because Yang Le had once been the guardian of the Young Justice League. When he saw the other party, Wally always had a feeling similar to seeing the Flash, Barry Allen.

Under normal circumstances, whether a naughty child who has made a mistake has a parent around makes a world of difference. Wally was pretty much in that state. Although Kent had been with him, he was ultimately a stranger he had only met once.

But Yang Le had actually spent some time with them, so naturally, he was closer to Yang Le. Moreover, Yang Le's ever-changing abilities did give Wally some confidence.

"It's a long story. It's not too late to talk about these things after I help you solve the trouble."

As Yang Le spoke, he turned to the God Nabu on the side. At this time, even in his own space, the other party didn't show his true face, but instead used the Helmet of Fate to represent his image.

"I'll get straight to the point, Nabu," Yang Le said, putting a hand on Wally's shoulder. "Get out of this child's body."

Just to be clear, Yang Le wasn't playing the little boy and priest trope.

"Watch your attitude, human," the God Nabu said with no change in his tone. "Your uninvited arrival is already a blasphemy against the God of Fate. You are the one who should get out."

To reiterate, Yang Le really wasn't playing the little boy and priest trope, and he didn't expect Nabu's reply to connect with the trope.

Yang Le narrowed his eyes. Through his palm, he could clearly feel the tension and fear of the child beside him. Although he had spoken so frankly before, it was only to comfort Kent. Wally's true thoughts were obviously different from what he said.

This was normal. It was unlikely to ask even an adult to dedicate their entire life, let alone a child?

"Arbitrarily seizing a child's life, this doesn't seem like something a righteous god should do."

"It's all Kent's fault," the God Nabu refused to budge, even though he knew he was acting unreasonably.

"He was the first to violate the agreement with the Gods of Order, allowing chaos to run rampant on Earth for decades. I am only trying to make up for the mistakes he committed."

"You're talking nonsense," Yang Le scoffed. "In the days without you, the Justice League guarded the Earth very well. Where are you telling me the chaos is?"

Before the God Nabu could reply, Yang Le's words shot out like a string of firecrackers.

"Besides, grievances have their source, debts have their debtor. Whose fault is it, you go find them. Dragging in a child who has nothing to do with this matter is really something you can do. If you two want to fight, you two fight it out. Hurry up and let Wally go."

The God Nabu felt that what Yang Le said made sense, so he decided to give up.

"Say what you want, I won't give up this body anyway."

After saying that, the God Nabu decided to leave this space. He decided to act according to the conditions he had just discussed with Kent. Next, he would no longer communicate with these humans on any topic related to the successor.

Wally also noticed that the negotiations were about to break down, which made his back, which he had finally straightened, tend to bend again, but Yang Le, who had been paying attention to his state, pulled him back.

"Have some confidence in me, Kid Flash," Yang Le said, meeting Wally's tearful gaze.

"I have a good relationship with Barry. Don't worry, I won't let his successor be hijacked by an inhumane guy. You should think about what kind of feast you'll treat me to later."

Saying this, Yang Le took a step forward and shouted at the God Nabu who was about to disappear.

"Hey! God Nabu, your days of kidnapping successors are over. Look at this!"

As he spoke, Yang Le took out a golden card from his pocket. This was the proof of identity he had just retrieved his memory a few months ago, after beating up Doctor Manhattan and taking it from the God who came to watch the show.

God Nabu originally didn't intend to pay attention to Yang Le, this disrespectful and rude person, but the power coming from behind him forced him to pay attention. He was afraid he would be too slow to turn his head.

"This is that Lord's..." Nabu lost his high and mighty attitude. "How did you gain that one's favor?"

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Although God Nabu didn't understand how Yang Le got involved with the Supreme God, he now understood why the other party was disrespectful to the gods.

This was not surprising. With the Supreme God backing him, it was indeed normal for the other party to look down on him.

"Why do you care so much?" Yang Le rolled his eyes. "I'm too lazy to tell you. You're not worthy to listen. Hurry up and return my body to me."

"This..." God Nabu hesitated for a while, and finally could only helplessly say.

"Okay, but I hope that what Kent said before still counts. The Justice League must find me an orthodox successor."

Yang Le clicked his tongue and slapped the helmet with his proof of identity, shocking Kent, who had been too shocked to speak, back to his senses.

This was the first time Kent had seen such an arrogant guy. It was one thing to blaspheme the gods verbally, but he actually dared to do it directly.

But what Kent didn't know was that as long as he held this proof, God Nabu wouldn't dare to fight back no matter how angry he was.

Compared to the Supreme God, he could only be considered a chess piece on the sandbox. The two couldn't be compared at all.

"You're still making conditions," Yang Le said while slapping Nabu's helmet with the proof. "It depends on our mood. If we're in a good mood, we can still wear you for a while. If we're in a bad mood, we'll use you as a flower pot and you have to endure it for me."

"Do you understand? Huh? You were so arrogant, why aren't you arrogant anymore? Weren't you very arrogant just now? If you're arrogant again, I'll take off your helmet! I have to slap your face!"

Wally didn't dare to speak. He actually wanted to remind Yang Le that the face under the Helmet of Fate was his.

Nabu felt wronged, but he didn't dare to say anything. After all, he couldn't be sure of Yang Le's position with the Supreme God. Since that was the case, he couldn't afford to offend him, so he'd better hide.

Now that things had come to this, he should run away first. If this continued, his dignity as a god would be lost, and it would be in front of two humans.