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Superman landed slowly.

Billy looked at this somewhat different Superman in surprise, because he wore a red and blue tight-fitting suit, but no cape. Under the special mask, Superman's skin was actually translucent dark blue, and his eyes were Transmitting pure white electric light.

Superman seems to have been completely changed. He now thinks that the energy in the bottle is not an entity at all.

"Thank you, Billy, and you, Justina," Superman said with a smile.

"I come from another universe, why do you recognize me? Does this universe also have a me?" Billy asked in surprise.

"You can't know me, Your Excellency. I come from the past, a history that has long been forgotten." Justina was also very confused, "But I do seem to have some kind of... feeling, just like when I woke up, and through That weird energy found your existence and found it here."

"This originated from an energy gathering in 1979." The Phantom Stranger came over at this time, his shadowed eyes shimmering, "I brought the final connection power from another destroyed universe. I gave it to Constantine, who planned all of this out of desperation. It was he who delayed the destruction of this universe and provided a glimmer of hope for today."

"Swamp Thing sacrificed himself." Superman walked to the tree with a human face and stood there. He raised his head and looked at the beautiful red and blue leaves falling on the leafy branches. "I remembered everything. That's what I chose to forget. Constantine used an extremely powerful curse to deprive us of our memory, and then sealed it in that bottle of energy. There was also a seed of the green of all things in it, which was also a key, Justin Na. Everything converges there when King Arthur leads the army of Camelot towards the end of the world where the Tartars are.”

Justina's eyes widened immediately, "That's... that strange face! Was it him, the swamp monster you said, who gave me the energy? In the spiral castle where the final battle was fought?"

"Yes, Justina." Phantom Stranger said, "You are the last knight of Camelot and the last hope. You are the anchor point that connects the Spiral Castle with the one that is destined to collapse over time and with the multiverse. The history of the world is anchored here. When the Spiral Castle is discovered, that’s when you wake up, and when Poison Ivy plants the remains of Swamp Thing in the Spiral Castle, that’s when everything turns again.”

"We can save this world, save more worlds, Justina." Superman turned around, the "S" mark on his chest glowing with golden light, "You even saved me, thank you, but we still have There is an important task. This area is now outside all time and space. Through my death, my soul has a subtle connection with the underworld, and when I resurrect, this area is temporarily connected with the phantom. Districts are connected.”

"What is that?" Justina asked curiously.

"A void, an infinite void, which is almost the same size as the multiverse, and is a barrier that isolates darkness." Superman explained, "An artificial intelligence Blacknia thought he took the opportunity to kill me, but in fact, it was Kang The curse of Constantine killed me. Batman has long known about Blacknia's lurking on the earth. He has been secretly monitoring every move of this alien visitor. And through Constantine's plan, we led to Him, and used a lie about the coordinates of the Kryptonian wreckage to make him appear. Under the mental shock released at the moment before death, I found what I wanted in Blacknia's mind. There are also some of my My compatriots...they...are still alive."

Superman's voice was trembling.

"You want to travel through the Phantom Zone to save your compatriots?" Billy asked in surprise.

"Yes, Billy." Superman gently placed his hand on the human-faced tree with its eyes open, "Those lives, the souls of those Kryptonians will guide me to the coordinates. I want to save them, save these lives, Save my people."

"This will be the most powerful help." Phantom Stranger said, "Blacknia also wants to control the Kryptonians in his hands. In his hands, there is a Kryptonian city."

"How can we cross the Phantom Zone?" Justina asked curiously.

"We are waiting for a new intersection of energy." Phantom Stranger said, "When the multiverse vibrates simultaneously again, it will be the beginning of the Spiral Castle being pulled into reality. Through this, the collective unconscious will open a short door for us. There is an eternal infinite path, a path back in the mind of Source, and imagination will be our fuel, and we will bring back time, bring back life, and new hope.”

"But what can I do? Why am I involved?" Billy asked, still very confused, "I was called by the old wizard Shazam to track down an ancient monster Jinenmok. She caught one The black boy, Shazam said, that boy is very important. And I messed up, I had to follow them to the Spiral Castle, and then I saw Superman's blue mark, why?"

"Magic, Billy." Phantom Stranger said, "The Rock of Eternity is also connected to this place. To be precise, it is the power of the source that connects you to this place. And now, you are closely connected with Superman and Justina. Connected, you can protect the stability of the Rock of Eternity and wait for the new owner of the Rock of Eternity to appear, and I think... the master of magic has arrived."

……

"Tim, get ready!" Constantine stood up. Now, the floor and some walls of the Batcave are covered with densely packed weird patterns, symbols and words.

"What can I do?" Tim stood at the central intersection of the triple five-pointed star array designated by Constantine. He still held the pen in his hand, and the magic guard Yoyo was uneasy on Tim's shoulder. Flapping its wings.

"I need a drop of your blood." Constantine lit a cigarette and she took a deep puff, as if to soothe her tense nerves. "The following process does not require you to say any spells, because you are a demon. Source, you are enough to transcend any spell. But you must be careful to face the vast torrent of magic that is about to appear! Remember, this will be a complex and exciting art creation! Because the paint is in your hands! Those paints That's magic! Now, take this!"

Constantine took out a small bottle from his pocket, stood outside the circle and threw it to Tim.

"What is this?" Tim looked at the disgusting green viscous liquid in the bottle curiously.

"Something that will help you focus and expand your mind! Just think of it as some kind of energy drink!" Constantine was obviously lying. It was a seance passed down by the ancient Aztec shamans of Mexico. Magic potion is actually some kind of poison. Ordinary people will die if they drink it. But as long as it is used in the right place, the coat of the whole world will be torn off in front of you, and the essence of all madness will be revealed.

Of course, if ordinary people are still unable to carry the unimaginable flow of information, they will spontaneously combust and die when their brains shut down.

But Tim is not an ordinary person. His brain has even been trained by Blacknia, which also proves that Tim can even preserve the power of multiple parallel realities in his mind at the same time. In other words, Tim has the power to create reality or The power to destroy all things.

"Oh my gosh! I'm getting nervous, ma'am!" Tim held the bottle and pushed his round glasses.

"Relax kid!" Constantine grinned, "You're going to experience an exciting roller coaster game! That's all!"

"When will the signal come?" Tim did not relax.

Magic guard Youyou suddenly called out.

"Now!" Constantine said immediately. At this time, she flicked off half of the cigarette in her hand. She took out the lighter and half of the white candle.

Constantine brought the candle to his eyes, and the lighter made a crisp "click" sound.

As the flames burst into flames, Tim closed his eyes and poured the disgusting slime in the bottle into his mouth.

"The beginning of all things, the end of all things." Constantine's eyes reflected the faint light of the fire, "Follow the sound up, follow the sound back... remain unmoved, all things return to their roots."

Constantine knelt on the ground as he spoke. All the magic formations lit up with a faint light, and a strange mist began to steam up from the magic formations. Then, there was a breeze.

Under the fluttering coat, the candle in Constantine's hand pointed vertically upwards, and she looked at the flame without blinking, "It's begun."