The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Chapter 243 Dual Adaptation

The second question finally became clear.

As for why Darkseid attacked him, Li Zhen wasn't so confused.

Because he really remembered that part of the plot.

Darkseid was reborn through the womb of the anti-Earth Super Queen, thus initiating the famous Darkseid Wars.

The Queen of Darkseids, who should have met her end during the Darkseid War, had already been punched through the abdomen by the Emperor.

This means that one of the fundamental conditions for the Darkseid War was directly destroyed by Emperor Jeanne d'Arc.

Although it's unclear whether Darkseid's true form is petty and narrow-minded, for this dark monarch who has always acted without restraint, there is no difference between the Emperor and Lee Jung.

It was originally borrowed power. Once it fell into the three dimensions itself, even if the death effect of the anti-life equation was downgraded at the same time, it was not so easy to revive when combined with the catastrophe-like virus in Li Zhen's corpse.

"So right now I'm soaking in the pool of Lhasa Road, going through a life-and-death struggle."

Li Zhen covered her face, unsure how to express her feelings.

Because he found that his death seemed somewhat coincidental.

To recap the sequence of events, a mysterious organization introduced the Armadzo virus, which shouldn't exist in this universe, and released it in Gotham. Afterwards...

Batman, infected with the virus, developed a catastrophe-like virus with an extremely high probability of killing him.

After the infectious natural disaster, he had no choice but to use his trump card. As a result, Hercules and the other two brought him too much power at once, which caused Lee Jung, whose perspective and power were enhanced at the same time, to notice the Dark Lord who still hadn't given up on creating a projection in this universe.

Li Zhen threw a punch, and the opponent countered, hitting him with the Anti-Life Equation.

Whether Darkseid intentionally retaliated against the Super Queen incident is hard to say; that guy even likes to shoot out two omega rays when swatting mosquitoes.

Do you resent Darkseid?

Should we blame Hercules and his companions for allowing him to have a glimpse of Darkseid?

To say that Hercules and his group acted intentionally would be a stretch.

Because Li Zhen acted out of arrogance, possessing a weapon and harboring murderous intent, he subconsciously felt that the blurry black shadow was the only thing that could withstand his punch after reaching his limit, so he attacked without thinking.

You can't blame yourself for that, can you?

To take it a step further, according to Lilith, it was the imagery of death that haunted him. No matter where Li Zhen hid, countless coincidences would follow, causing death to arrive as scheduled.

If we were to settle this score, wouldn't we have to look at death itself?

Of course, you can hate anyone.

Expressing one's emotions is everyone's freedom.

But to reach a level where one can contend with DC's Death Source, that would take forever.

If you get impatient with death during this time, and then keep hitting him like you're swatting fleas, you might just permanently kill him in one wave. What can you do then?

Now, if I think about it this way, I won't be able to feel death, right?

"Of course she can sense it; she noticed you the moment you became aware of her presence."

The newcomer suddenly spoke up in a somewhat mischievous way, almost giving Li Zhen a heart attack.

"It's just that she has never cared. She respects the process of life passing by and never actively interferes with the birth and death of the universe, let alone you who are just an individual."

There's no need to lie at this level.

Li Zhen's confusion was dispelled once again by the kind advice of the first person to fall into depravity.

Since it's not death itself, it means that he still has a real target for revenge.

There's no need to rack one's brains about how to type out an abstract concept; for Li Zhen's mind, there's no question about it.

There's no need to ponder whether it's the realm of the Olympians or Darkseid, or anything like that.

They'll come knocking, clean the floor, and once the blood's all over the place, they'll slowly find someone to answer their questions.

From this point on, everything falls back into simple logic.

Even if Olympus, the realm of the gods, and Apokolips themselves are temporarily beyond our reach, it is still much better than a completely abstract conceptual entity.

The first victim stopped looking at Li Zhen, put her hands on her knees, and stood up straight.

He gently hooked his hand and took Constantine, who was embedded in the lava boulder, down and tossed it at Li Zhen's feet. Then he turned around, his back to the two of them.

Li Zhen stood up, and then, seeing Constantine struggling to get up while swearing, she gently stepped on his back.

Constantine was stunned. He first changed the target of his profanity to Li Zhen, and continued to curse for twenty or thirty seconds before he couldn't help but ask a formal question.

"Why are you constantly putting me down? Seriously, I've never really offended you, have I? Where did you get such a big problem with me?!"

Li Zhen ignored him and instead carefully watched the newly fallen individuals who had their backs to them.

"Excuse me, may I leave now?"

The first victim did not respond.

"Sure, sure! You could have left a long time ago, you damn bastard. Just let go, and I'll take you up there right away!"

Li Zhen moved her toes slightly and pressed Constantine's head, along with his mouth spewing excrement, to the ground.

The first victim remained in that back-facing position, showing no intention of making a sound or turning around.

Left with no other choice, Li Zhen had to retract her foot, since Constantine seemed to be more familiar with the other party.

Having seemingly suffered several losses in a row, Constantine did not choose to spew feces again. Instead, he hurriedly stood up and then spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm viciously.

"Stop shouting. That's just how he is. Every now and then he goes silent like an autistic orphan, and he won't talk to anyone during that time."

Li Zhen frowned as she watched Constantine walk directly behind the fallen one. He chuckled and gathered his strength for a moment, but it seemed he couldn't spit any more phlegm. In the end, he simply spat some saliva onto the fallen one's head.

"You see, he won't pay attention to anyone at times like this, no matter what you do to him, it won't matter."

Why is this happening?

"How would I know? Maybe he's reminiscing about the time before the Lord of Hell was taken away from us millions of years ago, or maybe he's reviewing the bet we made eleven years ago."

Constantine walked back to Li Zhen's side and spread out a golden magic circle with his hands.

He maintained a highly disrespectful attitude towards a former lord of hell.

"Who knows? A guy whose life is always full of failures, who likes to dwell on his miserable past, and then isolates himself from the world with sadness that should have been discarded long ago, as if that would punish someone. In reality, other people will only look at him more pathetic!"

This time, Constantine didn't use a single dirty word, but his insults were even more incisive.

The first victim finally reacted; his head visibly trembled slightly, as if he might turn his head at any moment.

However, Li Zhen and Constantine had already disappeared from this place known as the underworld.

—The leader of the Assassin's Guild watched as the pool of water was stained, eventually losing its mysterious luster that had been maintained for hundreds of years.

And that pale arm finally broke through the water's surface after a long absence.

Because of the dark red murky liquid, even Lei Xiaogu didn't know how many times Li Zhen had died and come back to life in this pool.

But one thing is certain.

As time accelerated, Li Zhen's apparent age increased by about three years.

Li Zhen casually crushed the hourglass activator on his chest, which represented multiple abilities to control space and time, and floated directly out of the Lhasa Road Pool, landing in front of Lei Xiaogu.

"I've adapted to the virus, and even more so to the death effect that the Dark Lord is so proud of."

Li Zhen spoke, his eyes lowered, his gaze sweeping over Lei Xiaogu, then glancing out of the corner of his eye at the pool water that he had completely polluted.

It must have been through hundreds or even thousands of life-and-death experiences, and the blood gushing from his body had clearly altered the original state of the Lhasa Road Pool.

Originally, Li Zhen only intended to borrow it for a short while and then leave, but now, he was determined to forcibly occupy this magical pool of water for a period of time until he could confirm that no biological materials belonging to the Vitrum people could be extracted from it.

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