The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

"Wilson Morgan, this man can serve as the vessel for the Dark Lord's descent."

As Viman slowly revealed the truth behind his scheme, both the man in black robes and Li Zhen from the Shadow Dimension were startled.

"What?!"

The man in black robes even cried out in his excitement.

It was clear that Wiman was quite unhappy with this overreaction, but fortunately he was in a good mood, so he only gave a slightly harsh reprimand and didn't pursue the matter further.

Rachel's soul magic was still in effect, and the black-robed man was repeatedly agitated by deliberately amplified emotions, his rationality was low, and he actually began to question Wiman.

"He's just a mere Earthling!"

"So what? You want to ask how that man named Wilson can bear the consciousness of the Dark Lord?"

Viman snorted coldly.

"Of course he cannot bear it. Even if it is only one ten-thousandth of that person's strength, it would be difficult to find a container on this planet that can accommodate it."

Of course, Wyman mentally added that he had also ruled out Superman and "Emperor".

For Wyman, Superman wasn't particularly difficult to deal with, since the Kryptonians' weaknesses were too obvious, practically laid bare. However, in countless universes throughout the past, various multiverse versions of Superman had been the main force in resisting Darkseid's invasion, and there was even a Superman from one universe (the old world's main universe, Darkseid) who had defeated Darkseid in a direct confrontation.

Even though it was just a clone, Wiman still felt a strong aversion to Superman's existence due to personal feelings.

The Dark Lord might not care, but Viman could not accept that the great lord in his heart used the body of that hateful 'nemesis' as a vessel.

As for the emperor's past incarnation, after observing him for some time, the boy's body is indeed perfect enough.

It's more than enough to accommodate the Dark Lord's fragmented consciousness in this universe.

Unfortunately, Wiemann didn't think he could handle it.

He lacked the strength to defeat the emperor head-on, nor did he have a way to capture him alive. Even the magic of the new god could not find a loophole in the emperor's past.

They are the kind of people who are a major threat because they cannot be used by me.

"The potential for modification of human genes is indeed limited. Moreover, offering a body riddled with crude genetic modifications to a great dark lord is an absolute taboo."

"Weiman said calmly."

"But I am not that short-sighted guy like Desad. He was too cautious in using the various potential abilities contained in Apokolips. He needed to design a usable body for the Dark Lord across multiple universes."

"If any link in the chain goes wrong, we can only watch helplessly as the mission fails and await the wrath of the Dark Lord." "But I'm different."

"Back when I was on Apokolips, I delved into the powers that the various new gods were born with, powers that they were naturally able to learn and wield."

"If technology offers no solution and fate is unkind, then let's start with the more mysterious ancient magic."

"I drew inspiration from the ancient Olympian gods and combined earthly magic and sorcery to refine a dark ritual."

Standing in the darkness, Wyman raised a crystal ball, which reflected Wilson's profile as he leaned on his cane.

"Everyone has darkness deep within them, especially in a filthy city like Gotham."

"In such a corrupt environment, beings like Wilson, who can remain pure and kind even after being forcibly connected to the dark side of their hearts, are precisely the precious treasures that dark rituals need."

Viman paused, a look of utter rapture appearing on his face.

"He possesses an extraordinary resilience, and his tolerance for darkness is unmatched by a thousand ordinary people who could be easily corrupted."

"Once such a person is guided to accept the most defiled part of his heart, the ritual will take effect the moment he falls into darkness."

"No prayers, no divine revelation needed, the Dark Lord will naturally descend upon this world at that moment, and I will ultimately gain the Lord's favor and reclaim everything that rightfully belongs to me on Apokolips!"

Before the man in black could react, the words had barely left his lips when Viman snapped out of his reverie. His expression quickly transformed into one of astonishment and terrified rage.

Because, given his personality, he shouldn't have been talking so much to a subordinate he didn't even respect.

"Who goes there!"

Viman's loud outburst startled Li Zhen, because this guy was communicating with the man in black robes from a great distance. Rachel's soul magic didn't have the ability to control Viman's consciousness from a distance.

As for this former strategist of the Dark Elite Group, he displayed a far more cautious reaction and awareness than even the rats on Apokolips who would hide underground.

While he appeared to be furious, the crystal ball in his hand had already been turned into a mother box in a flip, and he activated the sonic boom button without hesitation, preparing to run away.

"Oh no!"

Li Zhen couldn't accept this, so she reminded Rachel to send Jason a signal to close the net early, and she was about to emerge from the shadows behind the man in black robes.

"Don't be impatient."

A different voice suddenly came from the black-robed man who had been lying on the ground, having had too much blood drawn from the badge given to him by Viman.

Immediately following, a scepter that Li Zhen found quite familiar flew out from the black-robed man's wide sleeves, and the black gemstone at its top lightly touched the badge embedded in the skin of the black-robed man's wrist.

The next second, the sonic tunnel on Viman's side successfully opened, but the end of this spacetime tunnel abruptly opened right in front of the man in black robes. Li Zhen, emerging from the shadows, looked towards the entrance of the tunnel, which was bursting with light, and saw a slick-haired man with monocle glasses, dressed in a uniform similar to that of a Nazi officer on Earth, holding the Mother Box and staring at them in astonishment.

The man in black robes remained lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious, while the scepter stuck in his wrist moved nimbly, pointing slightly towards the sonic boom tunnel.

A voice, so cold it barely rose or fell, began to play.

"He is Viman Vandeba."

Li Zhen glanced at the scepter, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.

He recognized who the scepter belonged to, and also realized that the guy's exaggerated attitude in front of him earlier was probably just a way of hiding his true abilities.

However, compared to Hermes' sudden intervention, Li Zhen was relatively more unhappy with Wiman.

Boom!

Li Zhen's figure vanished in an instant, her entire being carrying an extremely violent aura as she crashed into the sonic tunnel.

By the time Wyman frantically shut down the motherbox that had randomly opened the coordinates, Li Zhen herself was already floating in mid-air less than five meters away from him.

Viman looked Li Zhen up and down, then forcibly suppressed the panic in his eyes.

This former strategist of Apocalypse Star, who had always been secretive and elusive, and who had orchestrated the assassination plot against Li Zhen, slowly and deliberately forced out the question through gritted teeth: "You're not dead?!"

Viman immediately reacted and analyzed the truth.

"Hermes of Olympus intervened on your behalf. It seems you had already gained the favor of the Old Gods before I investigated you, so it was the Old Gods who protected you this time?"

He seemed to know what fate awaited him. Now that all was lost, he suppressed his fear, and all that remained in his eyes was regret and resentment at the failure of his plan.

"These things are really unpredictable. From the information I can find, you've only been on Earth for one Earth year, yet you've already received so many 'unexpected' events."

Li Zhen, who had already arrived in front of Wei Man, finally stopped rushing.

At a distance of about five meters, at his current speed, it's no different than having five fingers already pinching the other person's heart.

After glancing around at the dimly lit environment, Li Zhen landed lightly and slapped the mother box that the other person was holding away.

"You can say one more sentence. I'm giving you that chance. You can complain or insult me ​​if you want."

Viman slowly raised his empty hands, lowered his head, and lightly wiped his greasy hair. Behind his monocle, his expression was one of deep resentment and gloom.

"If I had gathered more information, you would have fallen into a trap where you wouldn't even know who betrayed you until the very end. Next time!"

Li Zhen raised an eyebrow, her hand already resting on Viman's head. "Finished?"