Chapter 2208: Battle of Two Cities! (Part 72)

The Joker recited a prayer.

The next second he found that this thing actually led to Bruce in front of him.

The Joker instantly stopped believing in God again, and now he really wanted to strangle God's neck and ask him "Are you blind!".

In addition to all the misfortunes that the Joker had encountered, he derived another completely different kind of despair today - the unidentified object in front of him turned out to be an angel.

"Then do you want to know what this is all about?" Bruce asked quite proudly.

The Joker stared at him gloomily. At least he now realized that Bruce had fully exploited his curiosity - about the Court of Owls, about Superman, about mysterious powers, and especially about the ins and outs of all this.

If the Joker is only regarded as a synonym for chaos, then his madness is a bit flattened.

He is actually a very curious and even fanatical explorer. He has been indulging in all kinds of weird thinking for a long time. If he finds an opportunity to verify or practice them, he will never let it go. He does not even advocate getting something for nothing in this regard, but is more willing to exchange for equal value to gain more satisfaction through the process of acquiring knowledge.

Or the process is the most important. When paying time, energy or other costs, the imagination of a certain answer can bring a sense of security. This is why most excellent scholars are more focused than ordinary people.

Bruce's question is equivalent to telling the Joker, yes, there is a definite answer that you must not know. If you spend the price to explore it, you will definitely gain something.

Who can refuse this?

Not to mention the Joker, Batman can't either. This is even his favorite thing to do. The so-called reasoning is the same as this.

The Joker rubbed his hands excitedly. He didn't feel sad for a moment because the comedy master was photographed by the audience with a dark history. The one who rushed to the scene immediately was still the Joker!

Bruce sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the picture he had drawn before and said: "I think you already know that this lake is the source of darkness, the creator of all the misfortunes about Gotham. We usually call it the source of darkness."

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"There lives a giant dragon named Barbatos in the source of darkness. He has a big appetite and wants to swallow all the universes with darkness in one breath."

Peter immediately said in shock: "Oh my God, what should we do? Who will stop him?"

"We don't need to stop him. The dragon in the lake intends to use this water to erode every universe. Even if we block the flood this time and the water returns to the lake, the dragon can always set off another flood. It is said that it is better to drain than to block. That's it."

Clark touched his chin and said: "That makes sense, so you plan to drain the water in the lake before the flood occurs."

"In fact, the flood has already happened, but the scale is relatively small, but sooner or later there will be a big disaster. All we have to do is to keep draining water and keep postponing the date of the disaster until everyone is ready."

Peter's eyes were on the river that Bruce had drawn before, and he said: "So how did this happen?"

"You have to ask me."

"Me?"

Peter thought of the mysterious black sun. Just now, Peter had understood that all the dark energy was given to them by the black sun, that is, the so-called river is actually the black sun.

How did Bruce know that?

Peter secretly glanced at Bruce and thought, is he also a believer of the Black Sun?

This makes sense. Perhaps it was the Black Sun who didn't want the dark flood to submerge the universe. He instructed one believer to find another believer to complete this great feat.

The Joker squinted and stared at the picture drawn by Bruce. He just got power from Peter and didn't see anything, but he thought that in the mysterious source of darkness, there must be an unknown power of the dark dragon that is constantly digging a river channel and letting the dark energy flow out continuously.

The Joker guessed it right.

Barbatos has been a little puzzled recently.

He encountered the same thing as Xithorn before. When he woke up, half of the brick wall in his house was missing.

Of course, it's not that exaggerated. If you have to compare it, it's like a piece of firewood is missing from a whole pile of firewood used for winter.

However, because the firewood pile is stacked in a more regular posture, the owner knows best how to place the firewood, so even though only one piece of firewood is missing, Barbatos also keenly discovered it.

He searched for the lost firewood in the source of darkness for a long time, but he couldn't find it. He thought that he might have forgotten which believer he had given it to before, so he simply stopped looking.

A day later, another firewood was lost...

A day later, another firewood was lost...

A day later, another firewood was lost...

Barbatos did nothing these days, just squatted in his house to see where this damn firewood thief came from, but he didn't squat, so he stopped looking.

Of course, it's not that he is generous. Now Barbatos is the source of darkness in the entire universe, which means that he is the one that produces oil, not some middleman.

Stealing part of Barbatos to the light universe is equivalent to speeding up his plan to invade the light universe. After all, the main part of his plan is to use the dark power to secretly erode the light universe, and then finalize it. Even if he steals to the dark universe, he will eventually return to the source of darkness, which is meaningless.

So apart from the fact that he took it without telling anyone, Barbatos didn't even think about pursuing him. Just move it if you like. No matter how far you move, it's still a part of me. As for the three unlucky things in the sky, Barbatos did not list them as suspects at all. The hometown of these alien gods is not in this world at all. The dark energy cannot leave the Origin Wall, so naturally it cannot go to other worlds and steal them. It's no use either.

Moreover, the painting style of these three people does not seem to require energy. To say the least, the sun is always hanging in the sky, and it is impossible to steal the heat from your fireplace because of the decline in heat. The size is not at all Not on the same level.

Bruce explained this to the other three.

"So this thing is corrosive and cannot be used directly?" Peter said with some doubts: "Then the drained water can only be thrown away. Isn't it too wasteful?"

"Of course it's not dumped." Bruce propped up his chin with one hand and said, "Although it can't be used directly, it can be used for investment. Have you ever heard of money laundering?"

The three of them all looked up at him. Bruce pointed to the ground and said, "This is equivalent to black money earned from illegal business. It cannot legally exist in any financial system in the world, and if you use it directly, you will face arrest." danger."

"But the usual way to deal with it is to use this black money to invest in legal industries. The continued output of legal industries is equivalent to laundering the black money. This is by far the safest method."

"If it's money, that's fine, but I don't understand. Can energy also be used for investment? What to invest in?" Peter asked again.

Bruce showed a mysterious smile.

Among the dilapidated cabins on the coast, a slovenly man in a windbreaker was half leaning on the sofa, muttering and mumbling, and the wine bottle in his hand slid along the sofa to the ground.

With a cry, he saw a rune light up in front of him, and he was so frightened that he scrambled to his feet.

"Who? Who's there?! Come out! I see you!"

He saw another version of himself coming in from the door.

Constantine looked blankly at this younger self, who didn't even look like himself. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and took a sip of saliva.

"You are not dreaming, nor have you taken too much or been drunk. I am yourself from another universe, and I am here to find you."

Constantine slumped back on the sofa and said, "People say that you will see another version of yourself before you die. It seems that I am about to die?"

"If you don't listen to my advice, you will die soon." Young Constantine walked to his side, sat on the sofa and looked at himself and said: "Soon you will encounter some troubles and need to Borrowing money again will solve it, and then you will find that both heaven and hell are closed to you, and only one door is open for you."

"Behind the door is a black sun. He is extremely generous and kind, lending you huge energy that you have never had or even dared to imagine. Then you will die in this accident, and your soul will come to the mysterious fog. middle."

"Is it very foggy in heaven?"

"You don't belong in heaven, nor in hell." Constantine sighed and said, "You belong to the person you owe the most, and your body, mind, and soul will belong to him."

Young Constantine seemed to realize something. He turned his head and looked out the window. On the coastline where the sun was bright and the heat lines in the air were clearly visible, a man wearing a long black trench coat was walking towards this side. .

Constantine's Adam's apple moved.

The black figure quickly walked to the porch. He knocked on the door and walked in. He just glanced at the young Constantine and then focused on the Constantine who was slumped on the sofa.

"How are you? John Constantine, hello from All Souls College, Oxford. Have you heard about the recent case in Wales?"

Constantine coughed heavily, barely supported his body on his elbows and sat up from the sofa. He sighed and said, "It seems I'm more popular than I thought. What's going on with you two? Tell me. "

"I have little talent and little knowledge." Suohip lowered his eyes and said, "But we are usually taught in school that angels and devils will use all methods to shake you, and the most common method is to become the person you care about."

"Exactly, doctor." Constantine lit a cigarette, and the next second the light on the cigarette tip turned into a ball of flame and flew towards the young Constantine.

The young Constantine dodged in a hurry. He wanted to open his mouth anxiously. The next second, an expression of extreme pain appeared on his face. He tremblingly knelt down, holding his heart.

Sohip took the cigarette handed by Constantine and said: "In common contracts, devils always make clauses to prevent their believers from speaking their names. If the believers try to do so, they will Be severely punished."

"A guy who hides his head but shows his tail." Constantine commented.

The young Constantine stood up with his mouth pursed, and clenched his fists hard. He stared at Sohipu's side face for a long time, and before the figure disappeared from the magic flames, he said, "Thanks for the reminder."

"You're welcome."

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