The fact that the eagles turned into ashes was just the beginning. The entire planet began to shake violently. From the entrance, you can see that the buildings outside have all returned to reality. This is a planet in ruins after the war.
All the buildings are dilapidated, and there is no beautiful scenery anymore, only destruction and silence surround it.
The building where these people were located was no exception. The structure of the inverted pyramid was inherently unstable, and it began to slowly fall to one side.
The few people who originally planned to escape from the entrance were suddenly attracted by the seats behind the custodian.
The back of the chair revealed its true appearance, and the illusion was peeled off like a soft peel. It was actually a huge stone tablet with a majestic-looking woman on it, holding a disk in her hand. On it was transcendence and destruction.
The symbol of unity.
It seems to have magic power, and everyone's attention is forcefully attracted to it, even if they don't want to, they can't do it.
The woman's relief looked directly at several people, and they could see endless chaos in her eyes. Everything would be displayed in the dazzling flames, and everything that was false would be burned away.
Then, the lifted disk suddenly emitted a strong light, and the few people who were staring at the stone tablet all let out a scream and fell from the air.
It seemed like ten thousand years had passed at this glance. When a few people came back to their senses and climbed up from the dust, they found that they and others had been locked in this room.
The stone tablet is missing.
"The keeper's secret room has defensive measures. Violent vibrations will trigger the mechanism. We are trapped inside now." Siara flew to the entrance, but at this time, the original prototype entrance had been blocked by a huge metal tens of meters thick.
The block was completely blocked, and she shook her head in despair: "According to the setting, the next time it will open will be a hundred years later."
Ron tried his phasing ability, but everything around him was n-metal. This metal became increasingly powerful and was now able to block his phase transfer.
In other words, his wall penetration technique is also ineffective.
Kendra moved her wings. She was hit on the head by Siara before, and she is still a little dizzy, but she knows the current situation of several people.
"There is no food or water here. Although there is still air, I think we will all be dead in less than a hundred years and about a week."
Ron shook his head and said seriously: "I have the ability to heal myself. You can eat my flesh and drink my blood, and you can last at least two weeks. Not to mention, Zhenglian will notice it before then."
When Senagon changes, Batman will definitely come to save us."
Kendra looked at Ron with some emotion. This spirit of sacrifice has always been with him: "Ron..."
Ron just smiled and gave Hawkgirl a look of affirmation, which was encouraging and an unexplainable emotion. The atmosphere between the two seemed to be gradually becoming ambiguous.
If everyone is going to die, why not cherish the present moment?
It's a pity that the strange atmosphere was quickly ruined by a string of rap. The black lantern John's mouth spit out words like a machine gun: "Hey, don't say such strange things, I will never eat my comrades! Instead of trying to
If you want to make yourself a bbq, why not try to give me some hypnosis or something and let me charge the light ring, I bet we can blast out from here."
Siara is not optimistic about this suggestion: "There are n metals all around here. As Papetua gets closer, they will become more powerful. The light ring itself is an energy creation, and it is anti-energy."
Ron En heard something. Could it be that the last real universe was actually made of n metal? Is it like the current universe is forged of x metal?
Just as a few people were silently thinking about a solution, a faint purple light suddenly lit up in the room, a five-pointed star-shaped portal opened, and Batman arrived with his people.
Ron stood up: "Batman, how did you find us?"
Batman tilted his head to signal to Star Man next to him, and replied calmly: "He saw you, and then used the energy in his brain to open the portal."
John tried to shine the light ring on Star Man, and the mechanical voice sounded: "The energy level cannot be calculated."
He stuck out his tongue: "God, what the hell..."
Star Man didn't pay attention to his behavior, but walked straight to Siara, with a smile on his withered face: "Siara, Kendra, it's really strange to see you like this."
"Sorry, do we know you?" the two women asked in unison.
"But I still know you. The total body destroyed the chain of rebirth and divided you into two parts at the same time."
Star Man stretched out his hand to Shia and grabbed a ball of green energy from her chest out of thin air. It was as misty as light smoke and kept twisting:
"Papetua doesn't want you to be whole, she's afraid of what might happen if you confront her."
"What are you doing?!" Siara looked down at what was being pulled out of her body, feeling as if she had lost her soul.
Star Man pressed his hand to Kendra, and the green smoke rushed straight to Kendra's chest: "I am doing what I was sent to do, to get everything back on track..."
Kendra was hit by the impact and retreated continuously. The green energy smoke emitted a strong light and enveloped her and her wings.
"Are you...wait, wow, the soul I lost when I died as Siara is back in my body, and I feel...complete."
She was originally full of doubts, but after accepting the gift, she realized that Star Man didn't seem to have any ill intentions, and instead repaired her.
Especially her wings, charged by this energy, spread out high, showing many mysterious lines on them, like a star map.
She moved her new n-metal wings, stretched them out in front of her eyes and looked at them: "How do you know that this energy can be used like this?"
Star Man shook his head. He actually didn't know. He only had a feeling that he could do this.
But he wouldn't say that, people like hope and confidence: "There are a lot of broken things in this universe, and it's time to fix them."
Siara touched her chest and raised her head blankly: "What about me? You just tore off my soul and stuffed it into her. What should I do?"
Star Man opened a short-distance teleportation gate and teleported several people to the ruins outside. The wind mixed with dust blew, and everywhere he looked was desolate.
"It's not like that. You are still you, your story is still your story, and I will give it back to you."
"...."
"There are still thousands of people surviving in Senagan. They still need leaders. You can rebuild this place without relying on the absorption device. Others will come to help you. In the future, this place will play an important role."
What else can Siara do? She has nothing to lose: "I know...Thank you...Thank you."
Kendra has always regarded Senagan as her home. Seeing the tragic situation in front of her and her former compatriots turned into ashes, she felt the same pain. She held Siara's hand: "Siara...
....”
The Eagle Queen held the gauntlet back: "Needless to say, you were right before. The map on your wings leads to a higher level, a high-level mythical dimension. Don't walk onto it easily, it is very dangerous."
Batman had been listening quietly, and unlike Barry who was tilting his head and being confused, he seemed to understand a lot.
He looked at Deathstroke, who just held the chin of his visor and thought.
Bat was silent for a while, then he looked away and looked at Ron: "How's it going? Did you get the knowledge you wanted?"
Ron paused and hesitated for a second before slowly nodding: "Yes, I know some things. When I was a child, I was captured by humans. I remember... some things, but
Still needs research.”
"Very good, let's return to the Hall of Justice first...and then make plans."
After bidding farewell to Siara, several people still left from the five-pointed star portal. The Justice League finally completed its lineup from a certain perspective.
And when they returned with heavy steps, Batman found Barbara, covering one shoulder, anxiously waiting for him.
He took the blood-stained letter from her hand and silently took out the thin letter paper.
"Miss me?"
There were weird blood-red traces on the letter, as if it were written with fingernails, and it looked like cracks on the paper. And in Batman's memory, there was only one person who could write such a ghost thing.
Deathstroke saw the content of the letter not far behind him. After all, there were only these few big words on the piece of paper.
Batman first checked the marks on the letter, then opened the envelope and looked at it, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then took out some instrument to shine on it.
Then everyone else could feel that although his expression did not change, the feeling became thicker and darker. It was as if he suddenly hid into the abyss in front of everyone.
Barry gently poked Deathstroke's waist with his elbow and whispered: "Joker?"
Deathstroke just nodded slightly, walked aside to find a place to sit down as if he was bored, took off the Night Sword on his back, and tapped the silver light spots with his fingers.
Clark walked up to Bruce and asked with a worried look: "Do you need our help? Is this Luther's trap?"
Batman shook his head and crumpled the letter into a ball in his hand: "The Joker has left Luthor. He has returned to Gotham. He is waiting for me."
Barry covered his face and sat next to Deathstroke: "We can help you catch him. Don't play any games with that madman."
"You are no match for him. He will keep irritating you with all kinds of perverted behaviors and ask you to kill him. And if he dies, the clown virus will turn everyone into clowns." Batman refused help.
As always.
Ron and Megan first communicated through thoughts for a while, and then joined the conversation: "So far, we are still not sure whether the clown virus really exists. Maybe it is just a hoax..."
Batman shook his head at him and walked out of the room. The black cloak disappeared from the door, and only a deep voice remained in the room: "That's not a psychological game trick. The Joker doesn't bother to lie on this matter. And we
There is already a patient with the clown virus, and that is the Laughing Bat."
After hearing this name, everyone except Deathstroke seemed to not know what to say for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became stiff.