"None? What do you mean by no? ”

In the depths of the ice and snow of the North Pole, in the lonely fortress, the laughing bat threw the head of a Kryptonian machine steward up and down in his hand, and asked Supergirl beside him with a strange expression.

He also made a gesture of picking out the ear at the pointed ear of his helmet, as if he hadn't heard it just now.

Superman's cousin naturally has access to the Fortress of Solitude, but this time she didn't come to visit her brother, but the madman bats of the Dark Multiverse that she brought here, and they came here to find something.

Cosmic tuning forks, toys are sometimes still old and fun.

Kara, whose face was painted like a ghost in black ink, scratched her head, and although the laughing virus made her happy, it did not increase her intelligence, she replied:

"It's literally, the cosmic tuning fork isn't here."

"Hmm......" The laughing bat let out a snort, rubbing his chin with a smile: "Sure enough, it's the same as I see, it's the death knell that preempts me, it's really naughty." ”

The blue-beetle, who had just recovered from his injuries, seemed to limp a little, and there were the remains of various security machines and robots on the ground, and he struggled to get around the buildings, handing the laughing bat a tablet.

"The Flash and a big rabbit have been here, and it was they who borrowed the cosmic tuning fork, not only the route, but also the loan record."

"It was Death Knell! Not a big bunny! The laughing bat pulled down his face, and the corners of his mouth bent down as much as he could, but in the end he turned up from the heart: "Haha, I already knew that this time I came here just to verify some of my judgments, which is good." ”

"What's good?" Donna leaned over, she hadn't been lightly wounded in the battle with Luther, but now she seemed to be all right.

The laughing bat turned and walked away into the darkness, the broken lamp in the corridor pulled by a wire, swaying in the air, and sometimes dim:

"You can't understand what I told you, shut up and keep up, ha! Let's go play with Luthor first. ”

..............................

At the same time, somewhere in the universe, the 'Divine Trumpet'.

It is a means of transportation created by Perpetua, a cosmic ship with a diameter the size of the sun and the shape of a crown. Lex Luthor is not here, but is updating the Goddess on their progress through communication.

"Yes, my goddesses, they are leaving the Celestial Blood Layer from the edge of Earth 0 and are about to enter the predetermined coordinates."

Perpetua sat on a tall throne, her pale skin not human, reflecting the light of the universe, a string of miniature planets hovering around her neck, the necklace she had made to play with.

There is no specific value for her height, which can be arbitrarily converted from two meters to positive infinity, at this point she is about ten meters tall, and those small planets are about the size of a human head, like a suspended pearl necklace.

These planets are home to tens of billions of miniature intelligent lifeforms, which she has also shaped with her own hands to kill each other, so that the great goddess can hear the screams of the world in her ears all the time.

Very comfortable.

"I can feel him, Lex, my poor son anti-watcher, so much pain, so much anger in his heart...... He needs his mother, he needs to see what we can make the universe look like. ”

Luthor's bald head nodded up and down, and his holographic projection was vivid:

"We'll show him, and then he'll support our ideas, just like the people on Earth do right now. Faith in you is spreading as violence and death progress, and when it reaches its peak, the seal of destruction will rise into the sky, and the multiverse, and all the characters within it, will be reshaped according to your will......"

Perpetua didn't look down at Luther's projection, her gaze coldly staring through the walls of the ship into the universe, perhaps she was looking at Earth, at the mark of destruction in the sky.

"Heh......"

Her laughter abruptly interrupted Luthor's words, her sharp nails scraping against the armrest of the throne.

Luther's projection paused for a moment, then frowned, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"There are omissions in a lot of places, like magic, like that death knell, you said he would leave after a ransack, but at the moment it seems that he is not only gone, but has put down roots."

Perpetua's mouth spoke of her suspicions, and her gaze turned to Luthor with infinite pressure, and even though the bald head trembled a little from an unknown distance, he quickly calmed down:

"Don't worry, even if he wants to go against us, the zeantry of the Justice League will hold him back."

"Worried? No, just boredom. Pepetuah shook his head: "Send him away as soon as possible, that's it, I'm going to rest, I haven't recovered to my peak yet." ”

Luthor bowed and voluntarily cut off the communication.

"Looks like the goddess has a little opinion about your plans."

Hidden in a fortress of destruction somewhere on Earth, Luthor was pinching his chin and thinking, Brainiac came up behind him and said so.

Unimpressed, Luthor turned and stepped off the projection device and put on his hooded cloak again.

"She knew I was right, Cersei and we were never of the same mind, and it would be better to let Death Knell deal with her. Only when Cersie tastes defeat will she be obedient next. ”

Brainiac's green face was expressionless, but his purple eyes lit up to show that he had recalculated, and then said, "Then aren't you worried that Death Knell will kill her?" ”

"Kill her? That's the best, sorcery protects Cersie, and even the goddess can't help her evolve. But as soon as she dies and the goddess reshapes her, the weapon is truly ours. ”

"Sounds good." Brainiac clasped his hands behind his back: "But have you considered variables?" This death knell's past behavior is something that even I can't understand. ”

"That's because you don't understand human nature yet." Luthor smiled, he raised his hand and patted Brainiac's arm: "There is a saying on the earth, called 'A person who opens a restaurant is never afraid of a big stomach', and if he eats it himself, he will bring new friends, hehe...... Our greatest enemy is not in diversity, but beyond diversity, take a long-term view. ”

As soon as these words were finished, even with Brainiac's wisdom, he still thought for a while, and would only follow Luthor as he walked around the winding hall of destruction.

"Do you mean the courts and the judges? I don't think the death knell will help us deal with them. ”

Luthor smiled mysteriously, his bald head reflecting a gleam, and he suddenly looked back: "Then we'll see." ”