The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Chapter 139 Dimensional Overlap

On the other side, the yellow fear energy was manipulated and materialized into a physical form for the first time. An arm resembling an insect's limb emerged from under the emperor's ribs and swept across, tearing Flashpoint Superman apart.

All of this happened in less than half a second.

Li Zhen stared in slight horror at the enormous maw of sharp teeth that grew out of Zhen Te's neck and bit her hand, and her lips twitched.

"So that's how it is. You've become a monster!"

Jent revealed a ferocious smile; his eyes were no longer clear, but filled with a murky, dark yellow color.

A sound like a monster's roar and the buzzing of insects came from inside Jeanne's body.

The emperor spread his arms, clearly still ready to fight, and was about to take advantage of the opportunity to bite and control Li Zhen's arm to launch a fierce counterattack.

But Reverse Lightning, which had clearly run away, suddenly turned back from afar and even paused slightly below the two of them.

This blatant provocation nearly made Janet explode with anger.

With a swift motion, she flung Li Zhen to the ground, then turned and chased after Reverse Lightning, who was running back.

Li Zhen stopped just before reaching the ground, her gaze complex as she looked at the insect head trying to burst out from Zhen Te's neck.

This time, he didn't chase after them.

In the ruins of the city center, as the Batwing lifted the massive Kryptonite, Superman's fingers finally began to twitch slightly.

However, the kryptonite was so enormous that it reflected on Superman's face, which remained bluish-black, and his eyes were tightly closed.

On the other side, Shazam, eager to prove himself, also grabbed Firestorm after flipping over a large section of the floor.

But as soon as Firestorm opened his mouth, Shazam's heart sank.

"Shazam? How did I get here?!"

Despite having sensed something amiss in Firestorm's gaze, Shazam still tentatively raised his fist.

"You've done something so big, and now you're telling me you don't remember?"

Firestorm panicked.

He immediately raised his hands and waved them wildly.

"Wait! Let me remember."

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Batman helped the weakened Superman jump down from the ruins, glanced at the rubble, and then answered Shazam's question in a deep voice.

"It wasn't him; there were traces of another person nearby."

Firestorm nodded frantically.

"My last memory was of opening a magic door in the basement, and then I seemed to see—"

Firestorm's face suddenly contorted, and he frantically pointed behind everyone.

"It's him! That's the person!"

Upon hearing this, Shazam immediately looked up, and Batman also turned around sharply. They then saw a pale old man wearing a purple suit and a purple top hat standing on the ruins, looking at them.

Batman's pupils contracted.

He was not surprised by the other person's striking resemblance to Alfred.

Instead, they immediately realized something.

"He has another plan!"

The outsider smiled and removed his hat towards the crowd, making an elegant gesture as if taking a bow.

He then stepped aside, revealing the object behind him.

That was one of the many magical doors Shazam hid in the basement.

The thick wooden planks were half black and half white, with a stone chain of completely opposite colors extending from each side of the door frame.

The ends of the two stone chains were shaped into hooks, piercing someone's wrist and hanging them on the door frame like Jesus on the crucifixion.

Constantine lowered his head, his eyes weakly open, blood gushing from the pierced wounds on his wrists, constantly staining the magic door.

"Constantine?!"

Shazam immediately realized which bastard had infiltrated the Council of Eternity, since Constantine had already learned the teleportation magic to the Council of Eternity last time.

Seeing the other person's miserable appearance, Shazam was at a loss for words.

Constantine struggled to lift his head and gave a weak, awkward laugh.

Clearly, he had lost so much blood that he no longer had the strength to even open his mouth and speak.

If you look closely, you'll see that the magic door is engraved with a very complex pattern, and the blood that has seeped into the door is quickly congealing into blood lines, clearly depicting the pattern.

Batman, with a serious expression, turned his head and asked Shazam.

"What's that door for?"

Shazam stared at it for a long time, then shook his head with great difficulty.

Among the legacy left to him by the old wizard of the Eternal Council were a large number of magical portals leading to other dimensions. Although Shazam had opened many of these portals when he first took office, he was in a playful mood and opened only this one.

"I have never opened this door."

The outsider seemed to have victory in his grasp, his mustache twitching with a slightly manic laugh.

"The Stone of Hell and the Stone of Heaven, split from the Rock of Eternity, and the Blood of Sinners, depict the eternal war between evil and justice on this gate that connects two absolutely repulsive dimensions."

The bloodline had covered almost the entire route, and everyone was finally able to see that it was a scene of a battle between Heaven and Hell.

Among them, demons roared and raised their tridents, while angels swung down sharp blades from above.

Batman raised his remaining arm and swung it, sending two batarangs, each embedded with high explosives, flying toward the magic door.

Constantine instinctively shuddered.

But two thorns that shot up from behind the door easily knocked the batarang away.

Then another figure gracefully walked out from behind the door.

Compared to the appearance Lee Jung had seen last time, Eris had changed her clothes this time, and had chestnut-colored curly hair on her head.

However, Batman recognized him at a glance.

"Goddess of Conflict?"

"I'm sorry, Batman."

Eris covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her slender fingers toying with a strange coin.

"I am also a member of the Villainous Secret Society."

The Outsider raised a hand, which Eris gracefully grasped. Then, thick green thorns sprouted from his arm, tearing at the Outsider's skin.

A few drops of blood from the natives of this land where good and evil are reversed fell onto Constantine's forehead.

Thorns grew wildly, spreading along with the dripping blood onto the black and white door panels.

At this moment, the Batfighters had not yet dragged the massive kryptonite out of Fawcett City's territory.

A strange feeling instantly enveloped everyone's hearts.

"Heaven and hell don't always represent just specific dimensions. The true purpose of this door is to blur the distinction between positive and negative—from this moment on, there is no longer a barrier between my world and yours."

The outsider laughed hysterically and maniacally while wiping away the tears welling up in his eyes with his other hand.

Since arriving in this world, he has been hiding in the shadows for countless years, gathering relevant information and learning any knowledge that might be useful in the future.

From astronomy to geography, from technology to magic, from the use of nuclear energy to dimensional reversal.

Pandora's box is simply the quickest and safest solution.

So many years of painstaking effort, such a wealth of knowledge and skills.

If Option 1 doesn't work, try Option 2; if Option 2 doesn't work, try Option 3.

How could an outsider possibly have only one way to initiate dimensional travel?

Eris had vanished without a trace, but the thorns still firmly bound the outsider's hand to the gates of Heaven and Hell.

The lush green thorns seemed to be alive, greedily drawing blood from the outsiders, even staining the veins of the thorns crimson.

How could her already frail body withstand such a massive loss of blood? Her already pale face was now so pale that it was hard to see even a trace of life.

But the outsider just endured it, his eyes wide open to the limit, the tears that were originally meant to express his excitement dried up due to the effects of the magic drawing blood.