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Alfred shrugged. "Everyone dreams."

“This time it’s different. This time it feels very real,” Bruce said.

Alfred shook his head: "Many people find dreams very real. There's nothing strange about that."

“But this is different.” Bruce frowned. He instinctively felt something was off, but couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

"You wouldn't be suggesting that it was 'Bat Dream,' would you, young master?"

"what?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I just thought you liked to put 'bat' before everything?" Alfred started counting on his fingers, "Batmobile, Batplane, Bat-claw, and I even saw a piece of equipment in the cave called... Bat Shark Repellent?"

Does Batman have plans for a water vacation?

Bruce: "."

Batman has been busy for several days organizing meet-and-greets with his future fan club, and Arkham's business is booming. Shen You hasn't been idle either, dragging Kara downstairs to help him with development.

Kara wasn't actually opposed to scientific research, after all, she had a scientist father. After Shen You's guidance, she started by slowly working through the technology of her own Kryptonian homeworld. As a native Kryptonian with a super brain, she should theoretically learn very quickly.

After his first encounter with the Blood Cult of Sannomiya's fans, Shen You scanned the scene and brought back a small stone that caught his attention.

Carried by the leader of that small group was a small, dark stone that seemed unremarkable at first glance. However, a deep scan revealed that it contained some kind of magical energy, but it required the right method to activate it.

Shen You took it to the old wizard, who was currently dissatisfied with his failure in finding a successor that day.

"The world is going to the dogs! Each generation is worse than the last!" the old wizard muttered. "And that bat, it's quite the oddball too."

Shen You casually asked, "Did you meet this person? His name is Billy Batson?"

"That little brat from the orphanage? He even stole a patrol officer's sandwich?"

"Uh, so it seems we've run into one?"

"Of course, why ask that? You don't actually think I'd entrust my divine power to some immature, delusional kid, do you? What if he uses my power to make videos and upload them to YouTube to attract attention?"

The old wizard kept blowing on his beard.

"Even if I die out of my life and take my divine power with me to the grave, I will never choose a brat who hasn't even grown up yet to take my divine power with me!"

Shen You: "."

For some reason, I suddenly felt like I smelled a wonderful aroma.

Okay, whatever makes you happy.

After finally calming the old wizard down, Shen You handed him the newly acquired stone. The old wizard studied it for a moment and quickly said, "Demon magic, designed specifically to win over followers. It allows the demon's followers to cross spatial barriers and communicate with each other using special spatial methods."

Only the corresponding demonic power can activate its operation; any other incorrect activation will only lead to self-destruction.

After the description, Shen You understood. It's a magical communicator used exclusively by believers, right?

It can only be activated with magic bestowed by the demon they worship, which is equivalent to encryption. It's an encrypted channel that only their own people can access.

However, it is well known that the Blood Cult's faith is in the Three Palaces Demon, and the Three Palaces Demon's magic...

It seems there really are some.

The next day, when Raven came to learn from the old wizard as usual, Shen You immediately took out a stone for her to try. And it actually worked! Raven poured her magic into it, and the purplish-black magic spread along the patterns on the surface of the magic stone, like water being poured into an empty groove. The stone immediately entered an activated state.

Shen You took the stone back to the lab and studied it. He recorded the stone's condition and the effects of Raven's magic. After making adjustments, he ensured that stimulating the stone with a specific frequency of light would achieve the same effect, so that Raven wouldn't need to activate it every time in the future.

Halfway through the research, the Philosopher's Stone began to glow that very night, releasing a specific kind of energy.

Could it be an incoming call?

With a thought, Shen You activated the stone using the method he had just discovered. His consciousness entered the stone, and after a moment of dizziness, he seemed to fall into a dark space.

It was pitch black all around, making it impossible to see the specific scene. However, several men in black robes surrounded them, dressed similarly to the leader that Shen You had previously killed.

It is not a physical entity, but rather a kind of mental space that allows consciousness to communicate remotely.

Looking down again, I saw that I was dressed exactly the same way. I was also wearing a black robe, which seemed to be the default image for this space.

"You're late."

The speaker was a black-robed figure in the very center, who appeared to be in a leadership position, and he spoke calmly.

"Was something held you up?"

Several men in black robes turned their gazes toward them from the darkness.

Shen You's mind raced.

They seemed unaware that their followers had been wiped out. And considering this is Gotham...

“It’s Batman,” he said. “He’s been targeting me lately, and it took a little effort to shake him off.”

"Hmm, not bad. But we should still be careful to keep a low profile. We don't want to attract unnecessary attention before the Lord's arrival."

The men in black robes responded in unison.

"receive."

"receive."

"."

Seeing this, Shen You replied, "Received."

He then fell silent and observed from the shadows.

These all look like high-ranking members of the Blood Cult?

If one were to infiltrate among them, one might be able to extract information about the organization, glean insights into the divine pronouncements and movements of Lord Sangu, and even have the opportunity to secretly interfere with the deployments that Sangu is attempting to make in this dimension.

Even more so, if he develops well enough, by the time Sangu wants to open the door in the future, he might have already become a high-ranking member of the organization.

Chapter 111 is too fast, isn't it?

Four o'clock in the afternoon, at a mythology museum.

"What we are seeing now is pottery made by the ancient Greeks."

The guide stood beside the group, pointing to a small ceramic jar in a glass case. The jar, about a foot tall, was cylindrical and made of fine clay, covered with a pale yellow glaze.

Even more striking is the unsettling figure at the center of the jar. It is a female figure with inhuman features, high cheekbones and a slightly protruding nose, long hair entwined with snakes, and snake eyes staring straight ahead, as if they can penetrate the barriers of time and space.

"This is Medusa, the terrifying serpent-headed Gorgon in Greek mythology. Anyone who is looked directly at by her eyes will be turned to stone. But the legend is not entirely true. Medusa was once a stunningly beautiful young woman, but she was extremely arrogant and boasted that she was more beautiful than the goddess Athena."

But when these words reached Athena's ears, the goddess flew into a rage and cursed her, stealing her beauty and transforming her into a hideous serpent-headed monster.

"Uh, sorry to interrupt."

A voice rang out from the crowd. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was a strikingly beautiful woman among the tourists. She was tall and slender, with long hair like a waterfall in the night, and delicate, elegant facial features.

She is the kind of rare woman who, no matter when or where, automatically becomes the focus of attention for all the men in the room just by standing there.

“Actually, I didn’t want to say this, but what you just introduced is just one version of the myth.” The woman stepped out of the crowd and said with a smile, “But the Amazons believe that it is a dramatic embellishment of the Medusa story. In the original records, Medusa was a natural-born siren.”

She is extremely dangerous, a formidable opponent even the gods fear. Therefore, if you encounter her, please do not show her any mercy.

Oh, right. And you also mentioned something about Hades earlier. You guys seem to think Hades is some kind of demon, that he controls Hell, but that's not accurate. Hades' realm is actually the Underworld.

The underworld is the destination of all the souls of the dead, not a place of punishment for sinners. Heroes and mortals alike go to the underworld after death.

The woman seemed to realize she had forgotten something as she spoke: "Oh, I'm not saying this to say anything good about Hades. He's a god, not a demon, but he's not exactly a good god either."

In fact, he once tried to force me to marry him, but luckily I escaped. By the way, he's also my uncle. He's pretty crazy, but you know how it is, they're all like that.”

Everyone was stunned as they listened to her speak, their brains seemingly struggling to process the information they had just received.

The tour guide hesitated for a moment before asking, "Miss, may I ask who you are?"

“Diana Prince, just call me Diana.”

Diana gave a gentle smile.

However, the same expression gives off a sunny and infectious feeling on Superman's face, but on her it gives off a queen-like and approachable feeling.

The conversation might have continued if it hadn't been for a commotion outside that drew everyone's attention.

Diana joined the crowd on the sidewalk outside the venue, where a large number of passersby had already gathered. People pointed and whispered among themselves, while others held up their phones to take pictures and videos of the sky.

Diana followed their gaze and saw that darkness had silently enveloped the sky. The sun was obscured, as if being slowly devoured by some unknown creature.

Until the sunlight was completely swallowed up, the dark sun hung in the deep sky, and the remaining halo on its surface formed a dazzling ring, like a huge diamond hanging on the horizon.

"eclipse!"

"But there was no prior notice?"

"."

Diana's expression turned serious, as if she sensed that something was about to happen.

Sure enough, just a dozen seconds later, screams pierced the street.

The crowd heading northwest along the street suddenly began to flee, accompanied by panicked screams. Diana quickly pushed her way through the crowd and immediately saw the source of the riot.

A group of chilling skeletons. They wore silver chainmail, helmets adorned with soaring wings, and exquisite bronze shoulder armor. In their right hands were steel blades, etched with the marks of time. In their left hands were shields as hard as rock, covered with thick bronze panels.

"Hera."

Diana frowned slightly. With a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, she spun around, throwing off all her clothes and attire. When she came to a stop, she was dressed in light Amazonian armor and boots, silver bracers, and a golden crown.

Wonder Woman.

She drew her sword with a whoosh. Just as she was about to charge, she suddenly heard a booming sound coming from the side. Turning her head, she saw a red and silver armored vehicle slowly landing.

"Diana Prince?"

Shen You, who had fallen following the unusual magical reaction, was somewhat surprised to see this person.

"You know me?" Diana was taken aback.

“I’ve met your mother, and she’s mentioned you to me. But let’s deal with this trouble first before we talk in detail.”

Diana was puzzled, but with the enemy at hand, it was not the time to talk, so she nodded and drew her sword.

The number of skeleton soldiers on the street was increasing, surging in from four directions. Diana locked onto the path ahead, pushed off with her boots, and with a shout, she was already off the bowstring, instantly charging into the horde of monsters.

Wonder Woman's stats are basically well-rounded, with no major weaknesses, including super speed. While she might not be as fast as Superman or the Flash in a league full of superhumans, she's still easily faster than a bullet even in her normal state.

A blur of motion, too fast to see clearly, followed by a silver, gleaming blade as it sliced ​​through the horde of skeletons. Diana moved in and out seven times in a matter of seconds, and by the time she brought herself to a stop with her final slide, the skeletons behind her had already crumbled and scattered across the ground.