19. Cyber's Theory of Freedom

To be fair, Cyber didn't actually have much grudge against the Ancient One, as they were in different positions.

Cyber loves freedom, and the ancient one loves order.

It's normal for her to want to maintain order in her own line, because she's thinking from the perspective of the leader, and the leaders, in general, hate uncertainty and like to keep everything in their hands.

Considering the responsibility that Gu Yi carried, it was understandable that she was tough on Cyber, but again, as the object of restraint itself, Cyber didn't like this kind of treatment, and no one liked to be locked in a cage.

Strange walked in a hurry, but after he left, Cyber had been sitting next to the pool chair, the stone engraved with the intricate red runes was placed on the table, in the center of the table, Cyber didn't touch it, he didn't even pay attention to it, he closed his eyes slightly, leaned back in the chair, until dusk, he got up, walked into the room, and just happened to see Mei coming out of the bathroom.

The two of them looked at each other a little embarrassed, and the iceberg beauty swung her fist and smashed it towards Cyber, but it didn't hurt or itch, with his current body strength, Mei didn't have much of a threat, he let the fist smash on his body.

"Bang Bang Bang"

May punched a dozen times in a row, and finally was held in his arms by Cyber's outstretched hands, his chin resting on the hair of the struggling agent, and he whispered,

"The paranormal events in Texas are all done by a guy named Johnny Blazer, but I suggest you don't trouble him because he doesn't have a good temper... And he's doing a very troublesome thing right now, but I can guarantee that he's killed the evil spirits who deserve it. ”

"That's what you want to tell me?"

May's fingers pinched Cyber's back fiercely, "That's all you want to tell me?"

"Hey, girl..."

Cyber let go of Mei and looked into her eyes very seriously, "Don't be emotional... Don't forget who you are, unless you want to break away from that damn organization, and I'm personally more than welcome to do so. ”

Hearing this, Mei almost immediately calmed down, she took a step back, clasped her hands over her shoulders, and looked at Cyber with a mocking face,

"So keep being so unclear, you're such a scumbag!"

“emmm”

Cyber touched his chin and shrugged, "I think it's good for you and me, and you seem to be enjoying it..."

"Shut up!"

"Smack"

The cold May left, taking the beaten and swollen agents, there was a slap mark on Cyber's face, of course, this was just to make Mei angry, after her car left, Cyber's face returned to normal in an instant, he took a cigar in his mouth, turned his head to the strange two-faced man and said,

"Harvey, I'm going back to Gotham, are you coming?"

We know that in the face of choice, someone will always be..."ding".

"It's the opposite again... Forget it, fate obviously doesn't want me to return there at this time. ”

Harvey yawned, turned around and walked into the room, "The planes are all arranged, you take the others back, I'll go back to Mexico in a few days, you're right, there are too many "rats" in New York, it's very uncomfortable to stay." ”

Cyber returned to Villa Cyber 3 hours later, Catherine and Emma had not yet returned, so there was almost no one else in the entire villa except for Catherine's "pet", and the curtains were drawn, so that the light outside the window could not shine into the room at all, and it looked like night.

The plaice kept in the aquarium still looked at Cyber who pushed the door in with that hateful gaze, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Cyber always felt that this mermaid seemed to have gained weight during this period of time, and there was also a touch of sadness in her hateful eyes.

It seems that Catherine's plan to train this pet is going well.

"I said, why did you come back?"

A deep shadow emerged from the darkness behind Cyber, a playful voice, Cyber turned his head to look at him, the Joker was still the same bad dress as before, crazy temperament, after becoming the "King of Hell" in Gotham, he did not change as much as Cyber imagined.

Cyber took out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator, twisted it, and lay lazily on the sofa, he looked at the clown and asked in a low voice,

"What do you mean by that?"

The clown sat opposite Cyber, playing with cards in his hand, and said with a sneaky face,

"Did you know that it's a mess out there now... By the way, I'm not talking about Gotham, it's the real "outside", the news of the ancient one's serious injury made everyone excited, it turned out to be just Dormammu, an evil god, and now as long as the guy can still move, he has joined the army of the dark evil god... This disgusting world is in trouble. ”

"Gollum"

Cyber took a sip of his wine and looked at the clown calmly, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Huh?"

The Joker's eyes became puzzled, this was not like the answer that Cyber should have, "Once Dormammu's Dark Coalition breaks through the defenses, it will all be destroyed, along with the ones you care about, along with the ones you protect, isn't this the persistence that you have been fighting against me in the first place? What the hell is wrong with you? Are you sick? man... It's not like you!"

Cyber closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa with his hands outstretched,

"Well... I'm tired, I now know that I'm just an insignificant little person, I can only hide at home and shiver or be kept in captivity, and occasionally let out to bully ordinary people, does that surprise you? Clown, I'm just a slightly more powerful ordinary person, don't I even have the power to be tired?"

"So... This was a surprising answer. ”

The clown tilted his head and looked at the lazy Cyber exuding from the inside out in front of him, "You are not like this in my memory, you are... Well, aren't you supposed to scream and pounce on them and fight them? Shouldn't you tear their ugly faces with your teeth and claws?"

"Come on, I'm dying, clown, and no one can ask a dying man to be stronger. ”

Cyber waved the wine bottle in his hand, "I also had a fight with the Ancient One, giving up my last hope... But speaking of which, do you have mana in your body?"

The clown's eyes changed, and he shook his head a little uneasily,

"No, I'm a ghost, we don't use mana... Only the existence of the magic side of the devil, the devil, the monster, the magic side has such a thing as mana... But seriously, but seriously, don't you think that you are now not worthy of your strength, nor worthy of your suffering?"

"I don't know when you're going to be a counselor or something. ”

Cyber grew silent in the dark, "You don't want to say these things as a villain. ”

"No!"

The clown's figure became thinner and thinner in the dark, "I was looking forward to seeing you like this, because you won't cause me trouble, and you won't interfere with my beautiful game with the little bat, but to be honest, I suddenly feel bored when I see you like this." ”

"It turns out that Cyber Hawke will bow his head in the face of reality, and Cyber Hawke will also retreat, your body is not rotten, but your soul has festered... The stench makes a cold-blooded person like me feel sick, you shouldn't be like this..."

In the dark, the clown spreads his hands,

"You should bloom in the killing, like a flower in the dawn. ”

"You should live like a knife, just like you did before, cut all dissatisfaction, all anger, all despair, all hatred cleanly, every day of your life, you should live like a battle, if someone tells you that the world should be running in an order defined by others, all you have to do is live according to the order, you can't go beyond all this, otherwise you will be punished... That's what the ancient one told you, right?"

"Do you know what I think you should do?"

A mocking smile spread across the clown's face, "You should jump up, slap her hard, and tell her it's all shit! You should live the life you want and be who you want to be... You know? Ancient One is a self-righteous fool! She thinks she can control everything, she can't control anything!"

"The world shouldn't live in this way, fighting, plundering, war, it should be the main theme of this world, she said she gave the world freedom, but look at it, this backwater world, where it looks like freedom? She is just captive the world in another way! Do you know why the era of chaos is coming so quietly?"

"Let me tell you... It's the choice of this world... It's just like you, it doesn't want to be so tied down. ”

He put his hands together and parted again,

"Tell me, then, Seiber, that you are a frightened coward, that you are a wretched creature who hesitates to choose, that you are a dying patient who cannot even hold a knife, that all your strength will come to an abrupt end after compromise, that it is your own choice, that you are away from the battlefield, that you die in a hospital bed, that you have chosen all this for the man you are protecting... Tell me, your blood is cold, you've gone from Cyber Hawk to a dispensable little sheep, to what everyone wants you to be, and they call it growth... Tell me, bastard!"

"Bang"

The wine bottle smashed to the ground, the mellow wine and broken glass scattered everywhere, and the dark red eyes in the darkness opened, like a sleeping beast awakening,

"No... Of course I'm not!"

"And... Who are you! Not a clown!"

"Huh"

The figure disappeared completely, and Cyber's eyes could not see any trace of his existence, only the voice that remained in his ears,

"You are taught to remember the lessons of war, but you always ignore the heroes who are glorified in war, because the hero may fail, he may be stabbed, he will be killed, and eventually forgotten, but war has been changing the world for 10,000 years. ”

"I've seen it countless times, it's the power of war, I've seen people kill in its name, or give their lives to defend it, but remember... You can't kiss war, you can't touch it or hold it, the concept of war itself doesn't bleed, it doesn't feel pain, it doesn't have love, it doesn't hate. ”

"Who am I?"

"I am the source of the most warlike will in your body, I am the essence that exists in the beastly nature of every life, I am the horn of killing, I am the blood-stained dust of the battlefield, I am... Go on, Seber Hawke, if you're in a bad mood, you and I know what you're going to do, and you and I know what you're going to do..."

"If you really want to say goodbye to this world, please leave with the last dignity..."

"Bang"

The marble table in front of Cyber's eyes was smashed with a punch, and he looked angrily at the empty darkness, as if that guy had never appeared, but the beating instinct told him that someone had come, it was not illusory, he strode up to the plaice that was domesticated in the aquarium, he suppressed some of his own throbbing emotions, he asked in a hoarse voice,

"What do you see?"

Looking at the blazing eyes, the plaice shrank in fear, and she said hesitantly,

"I see... What are you... Speak to yourself and yourself... It's like, it's like crazy!"

"Huh"

Cyber's expression froze for a few seconds, his fingers sliding over the heavy glass, finally clenched into a fist,

"Not reconciled, right?"

The plaice shuddered and looked at Cyber, whose eyes were closed and his whole body was trembling, as if he was suppressing the erupting volcano in his body,

"I ask you, you don't want to be kept in captivity, right? You want to be free, you want to live freely in the sun one day, right?"

Plaice didn't answer, but the sparkle in her eyes spoke for itself, and Cyber took a deep breath.

"Bang"

The glass of the aquarium shattered, the heavy water flooded Cyber in an instant, and the luxurious carpet was soaked in the current, and he stood there like a reef in the water, his left hand holding the chain around the flounder's neck.

"Click"

The chains snapped, and Cyber's fingers ran lightly across the plaice's face,

"After all, how can a life with self-will live in such a humiliating posture, and what a cruel thing it must be to not be able to pursue everything you want... You were not born as a prisoner, nor should you be anyone's prisoner, go ahead and be brave enough to pursue whatever you want. ”

He turned around and lifted the wooden box that lay beside the couch,

"Bang"

The stone in his hand was crushed, the crimson powder spun rapidly in the air, and quickly turned into a diffuse portal, he took a deep breath, turned his head and took a cigar in his mouth, in the smoke, the figure in front of the plaice seemed to be infinitely expanded,

"You're free..."

"I... I'm free!"

He spread out his arms and faced the portal that was rapidly expanding to the largest, chanting softly like a poet,

"I have seen what you cannot believe - the last life burns on the shoulders of despair, I have watched the light shine in the darkness of the gates of heaven, all those moments, if I have not seen them, they will pass away in time, I have witnessed them, and now, let them bear witness to me..."

"It's time for war, death is screaming, knives are buzzing, blood can't wait, to hell with everything else... Welcome to the battlefield and welcome back, Seber Hawke!"