Harry told Mammon about recruiting mercenaries and asking it to help him in his fists.
“No problem, just call me when the time comes.” Swamp Monster said cheerfully.
It is so simple, which makes Harley very happy.
After chatting for a while about Abby's pregnancy, she asked: "Do you know that Constantine is being hunted by Nergal? Why don't you and Dr. Fate help him?"
Swamp Monster was silent for a long time and said: "Personally, I don't like him and I can't help him."
“You have worked together many times, and I thought you liked him very much.” Harley said strangely.
"There is no doubt that Constantine is a human hero, but" Swamp Thing struggled: "Some of his actions are very disgusting to me."
"for example?"
“For example, he betrayed his lover who trusted him and brought her the greatest humiliation and pain in the world with his own hands.” Swamp Monster sighed softly: “That guy John is so scary sometimes, I don’t even know how to face him.”
Harry said speechlessly: “Isn’t it because of your instigation that he desecrated the Holy Mother?
Although I despise his behavior very much, you are also very ruthless.”
"Harry, don't slander people out of thin air!" Swamp Thing said hurriedly: "How could I come up with such a harmful idea?
I just asked him to elope with Zed and miss December 25th. I can also provide some help if necessary.
Furthermore, when I found Constantine, he had no demon blood in his body at all, and when Nergal injected the blood into him, he didn't tell me.
So, I can’t think of any vicious way to defile the Virgin.”
“Okay, it’s not your idea, but since he is doing things under your orders, shouldn’t you help him deal with the sequelae?” Harley said.
"There is nothing I can do! Constantine is marked by both blood and magic. Unless the supreme being takes action, no one can help him." Swamp Monster shouted.
“What about Dr. Fate? He is the real mastermind behind disrupting the coming of the Son. He can at least take care of Nergal.” Harry said.
“Kent must not take action,” Swamp Thing thought carefully about his words, “During the advent of the Son of God, there were three forces, human beings, heaven and hell.
Human beings are the weakest and survive in the cracks.
What we do is not to compete for hegemony, but to prevent ourselves from becoming a prey.
Now, heaven has failed, hell is being played with, humans have benefited, and both heaven and hell are holding back their anger to vent.
If Dr. Fate comes forward, it means that mankind will be in conflict with hell and heaven.
If only Constantine was alone, he could regard his destruction of the coming of the Son as his personal act
Now that we have won, the conflict is limited to Nergal and Constantine, which is most beneficial to the overall situation of mankind.
Even if Constantine is dragged into hell, he will only be sacrificed. Although it is shameless to say this, once Dr. Fate ends, the devil on the other side of hell will definitely take the opportunity to go crazy, and more than one or two will die in the end.
You may understand if I say this?"
“This is no different from the Gotham Black State merger. In order to avoid the escalation of the conflict and to keep the benefits obtained, the boss asked the younger brother who has made great achievements to top the cylinder. Is there anything you don’t understand?
At the beginning, Penguin was working as Falcone's undercover agent, causing Fish and Maroni to have a bloody face.
Once his identity was exposed, Maroni only vented his anger on Copot, while Falcone maintained a tacit understanding and did not engage in an all-out war with him.
It's just that Maroni originally gave Fish an Arkham Island to compensate for Bokoport.
Later, Falcone also sent a justice to Cobot to appease Maroni's anger.
You group of 'great' gods seem to be inferior to Maroni and Falcone." Harley sneered lightly.
Swamp Thing said bitterly: "What you said is too harsh. Maroni and Falcone at least have Arkham Island and a judge to send them to, but how can humans satisfy heaven and hell?
Do you want Dr. Fate’s millions of living souls to quell the fury of hell?”
“But if you do this, who will be willing to cooperate with you in the future?” Harley sighed.
"This kind of thing cannot be forced. It only depends on the consciousness and willingness of the person involved. For example, Constantine, I did not force him. He voluntarily sacrificed for mankind." Swamp Monster said.
“Hehe, this is different from what I heard. Constantine said to me that heaven, hell, and you are all forcing him.
It’s no wonder that his status is too special: he is Mary’s husband and the nominal father of the Son.
How is it possible to be comfortable?" Harley said.
"Harry, do you still want me to sacrifice my life for you?" Swamp Monster became a little angry, "Since you refused to participate in the first place, you naturally have no right to comment on the behavior of all of us now."
"Hey, don't be angry, I'm a bitch, you're right, Constantine deserves it for splashing. Recharge your batteries and wait for my call." Harley said quickly.
Hung up the phone with Swamp Thing and started contacting the Stranger again.
Stranger originally did not have a mobile phone, but in recent years, he changed his name to "Stark" and settled down on Long Island.
Not only his wife, but also his son and daughter Harley felt that it was not his child, but the people around him, including the child and the child's mother, all believed that the stranger was Stark and the biological father of the children.
So, a stranger not only has a mobile phone, but also a normal person’s work and social circle.
However, the stranger did not allow her to call his home, let alone any extraordinary person to visit his home.
“I understand, I will go when the time comes.”
The stranger is also very cheerful.
In the blink of an eye, eight days have passed.
On the wall where "Kakaka" originated, a stone statue struggled to hold itself up and quickly shrunk, becoming half a body without any lower body.
“Sure enough, the power of connection in the origin wall is repairing my injuries.”
Looking at the red lower half exposed under her chest and her beating heart, Harley had a strange expression.
There was no bleeding, no pain, no discomfort except being cooler, and even weakness was far away from her.
“Here come the legs!” She hooked her hands towards the rock statue at the other end, dozens of kilometers away. Half of her legs also shrunk, turning from stone to flesh and blood, and she ran towards this side quickly.
Like a barrel full of organs, flying fast.
It’s not scary or creepy, but very funny.
There is no bleeding in the lower body, nor is there any weakness.
After the upper and lower bodies collided, they were attracted to each other like magnets, without the need for Harry to summon the healing spell of the voice from the sky.
The severed organs were squirmingly connected together, and the blood stains on the chest, waist and abdomen also disappeared visibly to the naked eye.
Harley jumped, feeling that her body was stronger and more energetic than before the waist was cut off.
“This wall of origin is still a holy place for healing! If you hang it on the wall to recover after being hit twice every other time, I don’t know if your body will be able to evolve.”
She decided that from now on, no matter whether she was injured or not, she would hang it on the wall often.
Without any further delay, she immediately took the small airship and quickly returned to Acharas after leaving the Origin Wall.
In front of the statue of Asal, Bruce, who was doing a one-finger handstand with his upper body bare-chested, caught a glimpse of Harley and immediately stood up and asked anxiously: "Where have you been? Why did you take so long? My waist injury has recovered and I have to leave.
."
He has no magic power, nor does he have the "Raven Seal" to lock this alien space. He has to rely on Harley to enter and leave.
“You’ve only been practicing in seclusion for less than half a month, why are you so anxious?”
“It’s not that I’m in a hurry, it’s that the citizens of Gotham are in urgent need of Bateman. After all, Robin Cat failed to fulfill my request and even injured himself.” Bruce took out his mobile phone and opened the latest news in Gotham to show her.
Harry just glanced at it casually and said, "What am I doing that Teacher Asal didn't tell you?"
“I’m also curious about what you experienced after that.”
Asal immediately felt a mental wave coming from the statue.
“The Green Lantern Corps is arrogant and domineering and plans to execute me for threatening the security of the multiverse.”
Hallie told the story about the trouble Green Light caused to her.
“I didn’t expect that there are police officers in the universe.” Bruce frowned: “But, who gave them the power to enforce the law? Who is the law and according to what standards?
Different nations and countries have different laws.
Planet and civilization are different, can they really use the same set of laws?”
Harley said: "Why does the United States consider itself the police of the world? Because the United States is strong, and only the strong can exert their will. It's that simple."
“Then did you commit a crime?” Bruce asked.
“In order to save the teacher trapped in the origin wall, I conducted in-depth, scientific and standardized research on the wall.
If rescuing my mentor is also a sin, then my sin is astronomical." Harry held his head high and sighed with emotion.
The corners of Bruce's mouth twitched.
"Harry" Asal was extremely moved.
Harley did tell her that day that she didn’t know how to save her now and needed to look for a place without the god’s stone carvings to study the Origin Wall.
Then the green light came over
In the final analysis, my disciple was too filial and went too far in his research, which caused some damage to the wall.
One of the ways to save her is to destroy the origin wall!
“You didn’t explain it to the space police?” Bruce asked.
“When the United States took washing powder and wanted to attack Iraq, didn’t others explain it?
If explanation is useful, what else do you need power for?" Harley sneered.
Bruce sighed and said, "How can I help?"
“Which aspect are you referring to?”
“Well, the trial of the Green Lantern Corps and the raid of the demon mercenaries are all fine.”
"Everything is fine." Harry looked him up and down, "That's not a small tone. What have you learned during this period?"
Bruce shook his head, "No matter what you learn, you can't rely on it to help you.
However, wasn't your heavenly armor damaged by the green light and fell to the wall?
If necessary, I can give you a set of bat armor.
Originally prepared for the "Superman Defense Plan", it has not yet been completed. It is not even the first model. The style is very simple, but the defense is really strong."
Harry's eyes widened, "You didn't wake up, or were you hypnotized by someone? You actually took the initiative to give me the armor?"
Bruce frowned and said: "You were almost beaten to death, so what does it mean if it's just a piece of armor?"
“Well, I was wrong, you are still a normal person and have not been completely corrupted by Bateman.”
Bruce pursed his lips and said, "Baitman is the highest manifestation of my self-requirements. Is it still a mistake to be strict with myself?"
"I'm not wrong, but if the requirements are too high, you will no longer be a normal person."
Bruce sighed, "The devil is coming soon, what are your plans?"
Harry chuckled and said: "I am not in a daze these days when I am hanging on the wall. Under my remote control command, an ambush formation from all directions has been formed, and I am just waiting for them to enter the network."