Chapter 2230: 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 even 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.

"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 completely taken advantage of 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 person, even a fanatical explorer. He has been indulging in all kinds of weird thoughts 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 that 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."

"Inside the source of darkness lives a dragon named Barbatos. 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 set off another flood at any time. It is better to drain than to block. This is exactly the case."

K Lark touched his chin and said, "That makes sense, so you plan to drain the water from the lake before the flood."

"In fact, the flood has already happened, but it's on a smaller scale, but sooner or later a big disaster will come. All we have to do is 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 you do this?"

"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 was 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 his eyes and stared at the picture drawn by Bruce. He just got the 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 the 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 Xisong 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 a long time in the source of darkness, but couldn't find the lost firewood. He thought that he might have forgotten which believer he gave it to before, so he simply stopped looking for it.

A day later, another piece of firewood was lost...

A day later, another piece of firewood was lost...

A day later, another piece of 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 find him, 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 a 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 secretly erode the light universe with dark power, and then make a final decision. Even if he steals 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 asking for permission, Barbatos didn't even think about chasing it. Just move it if you want, no matter how far it moves, it's still a part of me.

As for the three unlucky things in the sky, Barbatos didn't list them as suspects at all. The hometown of these outer gods is not in this world at all. Dark energy cannot leave the origin wall, so it can't go to other worlds. It's useless to steal it.

And the style of these three people doesn't look like they need energy. Even if you take a step back, the sun is always hanging in the sky, and it is impossible to steal the heat from your fireplace because of the heat decay. The volume is not at the same level at all.

Bruce explained this to the other three.

"So this thing is corrosive and can't be used directly?" Peter said with some doubt: "Then the water discharged can only be poured out, isn't it too wasteful?"

"Of course not poured out." Bruce supported his cheek with one hand and said: "Although it can't be used directly, it can be used for investment. Have you heard of money laundering?"

The three of them looked up at him, and Bruce pointed to the ground and said: "This is equivalent to the black money earned from illegal business. It cannot legally exist in any financial system in the world. If it is used directly, it will face the risk of being arrested."

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

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

Bruce showed a mysterious smile.

In a dilapidated cabin on the coast, a sloppy man in a windbreaker was half leaning on the sofa, mumbling and mumbling, and the bottle in his hand slid down the sofa to the ground.

With a whoosh, he saw a rune light up in front of him, and he got up in a panic.

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

He saw another self walking in from the door.

Constantine looked at this younger self blankly, who didn't even look like himself. He rubbed his eyes hard and sucked his saliva.

"You are not dreaming, nor are you drunk or taking too much. I am yourself in another universe, and I am here to find you."

Constantine collapsed back on the sofa and said, "People say that before they die, they will see another self. It seems that I am dying soon?"

"If you don't listen to my advice, you will die soon." The young Constantine walked to his dimension, sat on the sofa and looked at himself and said, "Soon you will encounter some troubles and need to borrow money again to solve them. Then you will find that both heaven and hell have closed their doors 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 a huge amount of energy that you have never had or even dared to imagine, and then you will die in this accident, and your soul will come to the mysterious fog. "

"Is the fog in heaven very big?"

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

The young Constantine seemed to realize something, he turned his head and looked out the window, on the coastline where the sun was dazzling and the heat patterns in the air were clearly visible, a man in a long black windbreaker 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, just glanced at the young Constantine, and then set his eyes on the Constantine who was lying on the sofa.

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

Constantine coughed heavily a few times, barely supported his body with his elbows and sat up from the sofa, sighed and said, "It seems that I am more popular than I thought. What's the matter with you two? Tell me."

"I am not very knowledgeable." Sosip lowered his eyes and said, "But schools usually teach us that angels and demons will use all means to shake you, and the most common way is to become someone you care about."

"That's right, doctor." Constantine lit a cigarette, and the next second the fire on the cigarette butt turned into a ball of flame, flying towards the young Constantine.

The young Constantine dodged quickly, he wanted to open his mouth anxiously, and the next second, an expression of extreme pain appeared on his face, he trembled and covered his heart and half-knelt down.

Sosip took the cigarette from Constantine and said, "In common contracts, the devils always make clauses to prevent their believers from revealing their names. If the believers try to do so, they will be severely punished."

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

The young Constantine stood up with his lips pursed, clenching his fists tightly. He stared at Sosip's profile for a long time, and said before his figure disappeared from the magic flame: "Thanks for the reminder."

"You're welcome."

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