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The "Wanderer" saw the Flash's legion rushing through the golden light wave. They were riding with this speeding train. The energy of the Speed ​​Force penetrated into the time stream, and also merged with the "Wanderer" who merged into time. connected.

"I saw...Barry Allen! I saw Wally West!" "Wanderer" suddenly widened his eyes and opened his arms, as if holding up a pair of colorful wings of time. His left hand held the red lightning, and his right hand generated a piece of dark dust.

That's entropy, that's the energy that annihilates everything at the end of time.

The map of time is also becoming complete at this moment. The "Wanderer" has gained partial access to the overall situation, but he is still not the driver of this train. The Flash is, but they have now become one and become one. time itself.

"Run, Flash! Create a whiplash effect! Form your own vortex in that rift! You need to be faster! Beyond the ultimate speed of today's treadmills! Go through the future! Then turn back! Cut off that rift, and The force that annihilates everything is leading back to the destination we are about to reach!" "Wanderer" shouted in the torrent of time, "The bomb is already in my hands! Now light it! We still have... twenty-four Hour!"

The hyperspace computer in front of Matthew Ryder cracked in the constant vibrations. Even God's creation could not withstand the increasingly faster speed and the tremors of the external multiverse that was folding and shattering. His face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were staring at the countdown on the screen without blinking.

This is a time war, and their enemy is themselves.

Outside the golden light waves, the Flash Legion rushed toward the rift with "Water Treader" and Matthew. They did not choose to go around. They heard the voice of "Treader" and they began a battle that accelerated again. Run back and forth.

……

In a restaurant in Los Angeles at night.

Constantine took out the golden pocket watch in his pocket. The pocket watch was engraved with dark blue stars and cloud-like gilt carvings. Its lower end was curled up with tentacles. There was only one "" in the center of the gray dial. A strange pointer like a T" letter, but it never moved. On the periphery where the seven scales point, those twisted numbers are marked with strange symbols that do not belong to any world.

This pocket watch looks valuable or unique, but no one will buy it because in everyone's eyes, it is a waste. Even though Constantine tried to trick some idiots with added jealousy, no one was fooled. They couldn't see the value of this thing, or in other words, they all turned a blind eye.

Because mortals can't see the passage of time and don't care. By the time they really notice, it's always too late.

At that moment, the value of this pocket watch was a huge amount of money that they could not afford.

This thing was given to Constantine by Sandman Morpheus in the cocoon room.

Constantine grinned.

Looking back now, Morpheus must have seen something. He gave me time. He asked me to wait for Chen Yu's return.

Without this pocket watch, I'm afraid Chen Yu wouldn't be able to save him. He might age rapidly in the cocoon and eventually become scattered dust.

"What are you looking at, sir?" The ugly murloc wearing a black jacket and a spiky head brought a plate of grilled fish. He and the equally ugly woman didn't order anything. They were even willing to look at it. Dish.

Constantine put away the pocket watch. At the last moment when his sight was deflected, he felt that the pocket watch was a little distorted and the hands seemed to vibrate.

Just like the evil feeling just now made him take out his pocket watch to check.

This thing is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. It belongs to time. There is no doubt about this. Everyone knows it with his butt. But how does it work and what can it do? Constantine has no idea. He seems to have no choice but to wait.

When Constantine picked up the wine glass, he subconsciously glanced at the wall clock on the wall. The pendulum of the old wall clock was swinging, and the two huge eyes of the owl statue were staring at him, as if glaring at a guy who hated him extremely.

19 points.

For some reason, Constantine felt that the ordinary time scale suddenly had a special meaning. The "ticking" sound drowned out the din of the restaurant, and it seemed to become the only constant existence.

"Sir?" The fish man asked again patiently.

Constantine took a sip of wine and then looked at the two idiots who wanted to enter Lucifer's Castle.

"Where have we been, friends?" Constantine poked at the grilled fish on the plate with his fork. The smell of spices aroused his long-lost appetite. He felt as if he hadn't eaten for centuries.

"Castle, sir, you said you would teach us how to see that castle, but in our eyes, it was just an ordinary nightclub." The woman spoke for the first time, her voice was very distinctive, like scratching glass. It was sharp and had a bit of a dull echo, "What kind of secrets do you have, we want to know, sir."

Constantine took a bite of fish, then deliberately smashed it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. This action is stupid, because this is just an ordinary fucking restaurant, and the food is ordinary stuff, but that's what Constantine wants to do, he wants to piss off two idiots.

But he was wrong. These two guys just lowered their eyebrows and shrank their necks, and their flamboyant outfits were all in vain.

They seemed really scared, like something was chasing them.

"Seriously, don't you want to try it?" Constantine raised his eyelids while cutting the fish with a knife.

Under the dark red light, the two of them did not shake their heads, but suddenly stared at the shining knife in Constantine's hand.

"Do you know sirens, sir?" The man suddenly asked in a trembling voice as he held the woman's hand.

Constantine was stunned and took a puff of cigarette with a sideways glance. "The daughter of the Olympus god Ecroeus had her wings cut off because she lost the singing competition with the Muses and became a sea monster. .”

"That's not the truth, sir. The Siren has never competed. She just sings freely. She has no wings. She has a pair of eyes that can see through people's hearts, even the hearts of gods. The Siren cannot lie, she She is innocent and innocent. She likes stories and songs. She likes to chat with sailors and tell them the good or bad luck of their journey." The man said quietly, "Sailors love sirens, and poets love sirens, because she can point out their inner feelings. True thoughts, no matter ugly or noble, sad or happy, the sirens will soothe their souls with their songs, move them to tears, and purify their hearts. Even the most vicious people will repent in the songs of the sirens."

"What a saint." Constantine snorted, "Maybe she should be made president. With just one song, people all over the world will hold hands."

"That power really makes the gods jealous, because faith is their strength." The man stared directly at the mutilated fish, "Think about it, sir, if people all believe in the Siren, what will she become?"

Constantine raised his eyebrows.

The answer is obvious.

"They gouged out the Siren's eyes, they cut off the Siren's tongue, and they lied that it was the punishment for losing the match with the Muse." The man hugged the trembling woman, "They turned the Siren into a She became a human woman and was thrown on a dock. They watched the woman cry for help in pain, but what was waiting for her was only invisible people to ravage her..."

damn it!

Constantine cursed in his mind and put down his knife and fork. He was starting to feel like vomiting now, even though he was still very hungry.

"What does this have to do with you?" Constantine put the cigarette into his mouth, "What does this have to do with that castle?"

"The bloodline is not cut off." The man said abruptly, "Those eyes... those destroyed eyes will be born again."

The woman shrank and held her stomach.

"Shit!" Constantine understood. "The gods...know?"

The man nodded and instinctively glanced upward, "Odin, God King Odin is chasing us."

That's why these two guys are eager to escape from this universe, and they want to be protected by Lucifer.

"Please, sir." The man leaned forward, "Tell us the doorway to that castle you saw!"

"Sorry, you can't see." Constantine said while biting his cigarette butt, "Because only those who have given up everything can enter, including hope and faith."

The man blinked, "But we don't believe in gods..."

"But what you want is the protection of a powerful force, which is faith." Constantine said calmly.

The two men looked at each other, seemingly frustrated.

"But... I seem to have a way to let you in." Constantine put his left hand into his pocket and touched the cold shell of the pocket watch. The corners of his mouth slowly raised, "I am very good at taking advantage of loopholes, but you must also help. Just a favor."

Their eyes were filled with hope again.