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Constantine began his layout.

In the Quantum Archives, Chen Yu could feel that the rhythm of life on earth was converging towards Tim's coordinates in the tiniest subatomic state.

From a macro perspective, it is the process of rearrangement and condensation of the elements that make up all things in the most basic state, but from a micro perspective, it is the beginning of countless universes showing all their possibilities in the most detailed state.

Even if the multiverse has suffered major damage, the universe is still infinite because thought and consciousness determine its existence, and life is the foundation that gives it existence. Countless thoughts created countless universes at the moment they burst out. They exist in a subatomic state, and in those miniature universes, there are countless lives and thoughts.

Observation is relative, and each subatom is like a box. When it is not opened, they store all possibilities, and they are infinite.

Chen Yu has never opened these boxes, nor has he touched these stored thoughts and consciousness.

Now, it's time.

The dead man carefully grabbed the needle. He was very surprised because he was in a state of neither life nor death. Under normal circumstances, he could not touch reality.

However, this needle is not reality, it is just a tool to connect the threads of thought in the spine of the book.

"What should I do?" the dead man asked, looking at the seemingly unsurprising needle in his hand.

"Enter the light." Chen Yu opened his arms, and the atomic marks lit up with dazzling white light on the quantum skin on his chest. He opened the permissions of the entire quantum archive, causing all realities to float like postcards, and they were connected in series with each other. , gradually formed a DNA-like spiral sequence chain, and then Chen Yu clenched his fists and broke them all apart.

The chaotic colors blended together like cream, and they kept rotating until countless tiny white threads emitted pure white light and extended in all directions.

The dead man reached out and grabbed the light thread that jumped in front of him. He instantly knew what he was going to do. The dead man flew out extremely quickly. He connected the light thread to the needle, and then continued forward. Countless light blue fluorescent lights began to gather towards him. There are countless memories, thoughts and imaginations inside.

Chen Yu stayed where he was. He was floating in a void that was beyond the comprehension of mortals. The flow of particles and chaotic colors reconstructed the quantum space into an extremely crazy place. All the basic elements have been dismantled, and Chen Yu is the anchor that stabilizes the center.

A green beam of light surged upward from the unfolding vortex of light, followed by another green beam of light.

Chen Yu was a little surprised, but he soon knew the reason.

There is another person who is pooling the energy.

Chen Yu stretched out his arm, and the moment he touched the Quantum Magic Box, it continued to unfold. The Father Box Croton came out, and this dice-like creation of the New God began to spin non-stop.

But this is just one, there is another one in the hands of the guy who aggregates the energy. The two dice are attracted to each other, and they are ready to become one.

"John Constantine..." Chen Yu smiled. He knew who the guy who did this was, and he also knew what Constantine wanted now.

Could this be a coincidence? An unobserved coincidence?

A ray of light suddenly appeared from the green light pillar. It chased the dead man who was already surrounded and entangled by countless light rays, and then sank into it like a meteor.

All things green.

Chen Yu could see the essence of that subtle energy, which entered the depths of thought and consciousness through this grand energy collection.

But they cannot yet enter reality.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu condensed a small ball of red electric light in the palm of his right hand. It was part of the origin of the Speed ​​Force. It was a special power obtained by Wally West. Barry Allen originally created it. And its essence is time.

Speed ​​runners can use the Speed ​​Force to touch time, while Chen Yu can use the Speed ​​Force to connect to time. Then, give time to the infinite universe.

Hypertime flow.

The moment Chen Yu handed over the red electric light, he felt the incomparably vast, chorus-like vibration.

The real integration begins.

……

Tim felt that the world in front of him exploded into pieces, and his eyes did not stay in his sockets. Those complicated colors melted and flowed down every corner of the world like paint, and what Tim saw The scene has also become a chaotic state that is even more difficult to recognize than a Cubist abstract painting.

"Oh, my God..." Tim was scared. His vision was constantly splitting, just like his body and the limbs that had been opened like petals. He felt that his eyes might also split like the compound eyes of a fly. Countless times, the dizzy world is like the sticky cheese on pizza stretching out countless threads the moment it is broken open.

Is this magic?

Tim had never thought about this. He thought that as long as he completed the magic circle and spells, or just shook the pen a few times, he would summon fireballs or something like before, or he would get into that place. Find a strange new path like a strange mirror.

But the current situation is so bizarre that Tim has never experienced such a bizarre adventure in his dreams.

Suddenly, a clear chirp sounded from Tim's numerous divided ears. The sound was very stable, and there was no echo like a symphony.

Immediately afterwards, Tim saw the magic guard Yoyo he created unconsciously.

The gray owl spread its wings and flew in front of Tim, and it was the only one!

Tim was ecstatic. He knew that Yoyo was the best person to focus his attention.

"Lead the way, Yoyo!" Tim's countless broken mouths spoke simultaneously from all directions.

Youyou screamed happily, then turned around and flew towards the depths of the void composed of countless spectacular nebula-like whirlpools.

Tim followed, or in other words, he now began to find some doorways, and he gradually discovered that the only thing that exists here now is his thought, a complete thought.

……

Constantine took a last puff of cigarette, spit out the butt, and then took out a dagger from his pocket with trembling hands.

At this moment, the outer wall of Poison Ivy's garden collapsed, and a group of people wearing strange black armor rushed in. They gradually separated on both sides to make way for a passage. Then, the former king of the Xitar people, the treacherous The incomparable immortal Melmoth walked up gracefully and proudly, holding the civilization stick in his hand.

Constantine noticed that the sharp end of the blue-headed monster's cane was stained with blood.

This shows that the rogue gang has failed.

"Ah... Mr. Constantine." Melmoth grinned, revealing his dark sharp teeth, "I knew you would not be willing to make some... troubles."

Constantine grinned, "You damn well know me, Tatar scum!"

"Well... maybe, my compatriots have ruthlessly abandoned me, but I don't care anymore." Melmoth said hypocritically, "I have been fighting for the welfare of all mankind for many years! I prefer the identity of a philanthropist now! So...I can do you a favor!"

"Really? That's great!" Constantine laughed, "Do me a favor and shoot yourself in the head!"

"I like your humor. We have a lot in common." Melmoth took a step forward, not caring about Constantine's ridicule. "We can accomplish great things together! Saving the world is no problem! And... …I know what you are going to do! Lex is using you, he already knew you would do this! And this is the result he wants!"

Constantine frowned.

"The Monitor, the Temple of Nayin, Superman, the Spiral Castle...we are all just Lex's pawns!" Melmoth smiled sinisterly, "We can also use him, you know, the new god Orion is dead ! Do you know what this means? The death of the New Gods will tear apart the multiverse, and will also let the gods see the blasphemy of mortals against them. This is a declaration of war! Lex is ready to put all lives as a bet! He has gone crazy! "

Constantine thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you have a way to stop him?"

"Of course." Melmoth stepped forward. He seemed to see through that Constantine did not dare to act rashly, and he himself was immortal. "We can plan again..."

A loud bang.

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning outside the wall.

Melmoth's men immediately dispersed, and two of them fell down while smoking.

"Don't fucking believe him, Constantine!" The weather wizard stood on the edge of the collapsed wall covered in blood.

Melmoth turned his head and looked at the survivors of the rogue gang with contempt, "They don't understand anything."

"Yes, Mr. Melmoth." Constantine's playful and arrogant voice appeared in Melmoth's ear.

When Melmoth turned around, he found that he had been stabbed several times by Constantine, and blue blood spattered out.

"I'm waiting for you. I need more sacrifice objects. You know, magic is always so stupid!" Constantine smiled sinisterly. "You are the only one who is proficient in magic and knows how to stop me, and so is Lex. I will definitely send you! And you have an immortal body! You have the infinite blood of the rebirth furnace! That is the last thing I need!"

"You're just... a clown!" Melmoth's left hand suddenly raised, and the Tatar's magic sigil immediately flashed with pure white light, and Melmoth inserted it into Constantine without mercy. Ding's neck, "I am immortal! You just said it! Do you think a dagger can kill me? You..."

Constantine grabbed Melmoth's wrist with a ferocious smile. His body was exuding a dark energy as it was broken. The map's magic worked, but the Tatar's magic was extremely powerful, and the magic armor only blocked part of it. Hurt, and Constantine already felt the rapid passage of life.

"Of course you won't die, Mr. Melmoth! But I want to know, when you are reduced to pieces...will you miss death?" Constantine pulled Melmoth and rushed towards him behind him. Magic Circle, "I hope you can enjoy eternal solitude!"

"No..." Melmoth struggled.

Suddenly, a ray of ice shot out from the damaged wall and directly hit Melmoth's legs. The dying Captain Ice completed his final mission. Constantine saw the right moment and kicked Melmoth's frozen leg to pieces, and then took him to the ground.

"Now!" Constantine grabbed Melmoth's neck and turned to shout at the hypnotized Poison Ivy, "Fulfill your dream, Poison Ivy! Kill me!"

"No...you madman!" Melmoth roared hoarsely, "I can't...can't be here..."

The garden boiled, and all the plants broke out of the ground. They grew wildly, swallowing Melmoth's soldiers, and then turned into the sharpest poisonous thorns to penetrate Constantine and Melmoth.

The human-faced tree in the center of the garden suddenly opened its eyes, and the green halo spread in all directions as if life was returning.

"I really want to take another drag..." Constantine smiled sadly before being swallowed by the green sea, "I'm sorry, Zed... This may be my last lie... but... I love you... …forever……"