The darkness of human nature, Batman has seen plenty in Gotham City. Although it's not entirely devoid of good people, the external environment has an enormous impact on people, and being too kind only harms oneself.
"Are you sure you understand the importance of this choice?" Batman asked for confirmation one last time.
"When Kendra needed to sacrifice herself for the universe, she managed to throw herself into the Origin Wall, even though the mission failed, I haven't given up. Everything can be redeemed; we're the Justice League, and during times like this, we should further implement justice."
Ron nodded with a smile; he knew Batman had essentially agreed to this strategic adventure.
He looked at everyone again, changed his phase to invisibility, and left: "I might be back soon."
"....." Batman remained silent, merely watching the spot where he disappeared.
Meanwhile, Joker continued applauding and occasionally wiped away tears, "He's a goner, really, he's a goner, young Mars person who can't even approach the sun due to his fear of fire. Just like you, Bat, is the sunlight too glaring, or do you only prefer darkness? Judging by the fact that you sent him off to die, I think it's the latter, don't you agree? Hahahaha..."
Batman pressed his face hard, pulling both corners of his mouth downward. His facial muscles twitched continuously, shaking as if in convulsions, causing streams of sweat to flow down from beneath the mask.
After another injection of laughing gas antidote, the laughter turned eerie. Batman took a few deep breaths; he had to finish the task at hand first.
Now is not the time to rest; Ron was right. In times like this, justice needs to be further implemented.
While waiting for Alfred to send the Wayne Group's engineering team to fill these underground facilities with concrete, he first had to contact the Seven Invincible Warriors.
Deathstroke's approach was indeed correct; accustomed to looking up, people truly forget about what's beneath their feet. Currently, Earth indeed has alien allies.
Those are the Alien Sea Race who previously invaded Earth, leading to an apocalyptic flood, later discovered to be a misunderstanding.
Two of the Three Sea Gods perished, but Admiral Nu Tao is still alive. She feels indebted to Earth, and this can be leveraged.
Also, the groundhogs of the Celestial Eye Association should be useful now. Regarding the Origin Wall, no matter what, communication must be established with Amanda Waller, so that the government and nation can prepare in advance.
The Justice League's power is limited, and Deathstroke's advice to maintain contact with the masses seems to hint at these strategies. He's truly a mercenary filled with schemes...
"Alfred, can you hear me?"
"Of course, Young Master Bruce, your current location is directly under the Gotham City Council Hall, where we have the most listening devices and the strongest signal power. You might try shouting directly instead of speaking into my ear."
Ah Fu mercilessly teased him.
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"So what you're saying is you should actually be dead. He dragged you out from another timeline; won't that involve a time paradox?"
Cindy was still casually chatting with Thomas, whom Su Ming didn't call upon when he brought people along. Thomas had a somewhat problematic identity, and it was uncertain if he would suddenly vanish when traveling to other dimensions.
Moreover, Cindy had to stay behind as bait. If Laughing Bat hadn't left the city, he would undoubtedly find them.
The two had been chatting for so long without even seeing Laughing's shadow, and their conversation had shifted to some past events of the Flashpoint World and peculiar customs of Earth -11.
Thomas turned the bottle in his hand, "I asked another Deathstroke about this problem; he said if the Flashpoint World is indeed a timeline that shouldn't exist, then even if a butterfly effect occurs on such a timeline, what does it matter? Mistake upon mistake? And in fact, my world has already collapsed, even if there were mistakes, we couldn't see them."
Cindy leaned back on the chair, smoking a cigar, enjoying herself with a cigarette in one hand and wine in the other. Although remaining vigilant, at this moment, she could already hear pedestrians talking below the high-rise and noticed the commotion of fire trucks near Wayne Tower.
It seemed everything had returned to normal.
"I am Cindy; his real name is Su. This way, you can easily distinguish the three of us from this Earth's Slade. We are entirely different people, even if sometimes our style of action is similar... He learned magic from somewhere, truly makes me feel left behind."
"His real name, isn't this supposed to be kept confidential?" Thomas clinks glasses with Cindy, chuckling. Supposedly, there was also a Deathstroke in the Flashpoint World, but rumors say he was a pirate captain; never seen him."
Cindy swigged her drink, wiping her mouth in a big-hearted manner: "Fearing identity exposure is cautious assassin behavior, the world's best mercenaries aren't among them. We might lurk, but won't lurk forever."
As the two were about to say something else, suddenly a Half-Beastman wearing a blue uniform, whose head looked a bit like a white tadpole, dropped through the window.
"Deathstroke, you're here... wait, why have you become a human female?"
The newcomer seemed a bit hurried, appearing to have flown in from the cosmos, judging by the fragments of space debris—a specialty near Earth's Cosmic Domain—on his uniform.
"Mistaken identity, we're cosplay enthusiasts. You superheroes' matters don't concern us ordinary people."
Cindy didn't recognize this individual; he was an alien, and she had no reason to know him.
She came to the Main World partly to assist Su Ming and partly to grab some gold and return home to enjoy life. The white-skinned lizard with a strong Holy Mother vibe wearing a blue ring offered no real advantage in dealing with such people.
Thus, Cindy fabricated a lie to send the other party away.
Arriving in Gotham was none other than Holy Walker, leader of the Blue Lantern Corps. Regarding the Origin Wall explosion, he showed no particular concern; after all, what's done is done, assigning blame is not important.
Although the Justice League acted with good intentions, making an error, he felt forgiveness was possible. The Justice League held hope, and this was merely an attempt that failed.
John's claim that all alien allies had fallen out with Earth wasn't accurate, as he forgot about the Blue Lantern Corps. Holy Walker never relinquishes hope, although now only he remains, hardly a corps.
"Cosprey... It seems I once overheard Hal mention this English term on Earth?"
Holy Walker wore a reminiscent look; apparently, this was during their shared sight of Guy Garnad dressed in Red Lantern gear.