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Wally followed Barry around the first black energy column. When he approached the crack where the energy column emerged, he saw the fragmented afterimage of time wrapped in a recurring spiral time and space, which was the trap that trapped the Xitar people. The prison is only temporary, because the black mist on those Xitars can disintegrate time.

Now, the Xitar people are preparing to break through the shackles of time and the chaotic time and space cage, and break into this hyperspace along the black energy column.

There are still twenty-two hours.

Wally ran non-stop towards the next energy column. On the map of time, there were seven cracks in total. They seemed to correspond to the nature of time and the meaning given by God when he created the entire creation.

The thread connecting the red electric light and the golden light wave entangled it as it passed through the energy column. The Flash Legion was also divided into two teams at this time. They ran past each other from both sides, and then reunited along the arc. .

The afterimages of time and the history of countless time nodes kept flashing before Wally's eyes like replay fragments. He was a little overwhelmed, and everything he saw was recorded in his mind. This would have caused his brain to shut down or even burn out, but the Speed ​​Force now protects him, and without the Speed ​​Force, Wally would disappear in an instant.

"We are almost reaching the limit, Barry!" Jay Garrick shouted in pain, "You can't continue to charge us! Otherwise, you will disappear forever in the out-of-control Speed ​​Force!"

"We can't stop! And I can't complete the current task myself!" Barry looked ahead firmly and continued to run. His face began to show some strange changes, sometimes he looked young, sometimes he looked old. The appearance sometimes even resembles that of a skeleton.

As Jay said, even though Barry and the Speed ​​Force have become one, he still cannot further surpass himself.

After all, the Speed ​​Force cannot be compared with time, it is only a part of the appearance of time.

But Wally knew that Barry was right, they could not stop, nor could they sacrifice anyone, because the black runner following closely behind him would never be stopped by the Flash, and everyone who touched death would only be stopped by the Flash. Devour.

"Battery! We need batteries!" Wally blurted out suddenly, "Hold on, guys! I think we're going to get help! We still have time!"

Barry turned his head. He didn't understand what Wally was saying, but he still smiled. He believed in Wally because he seemed to see the changes happening in Wally.

Flashpoint, all the answers are in Flashpoint!

And that flashpoint is still functioning. It is a weapon that deceives the gods and all powerful beings. It is John Constantine's greatest masterpiece.

A trap that could even pull God into the water.

……

21 points.

Constantine took the two fishmen to a small hotel on the east side of Lucifer's castle. He opened a room there, and then led the way under the squinting gaze of the fat old lady in the window. The two guys made their way to the filthy basement.

The world is full of surprises.

Constantine now feels that even if he is not following that lunatic Chen Yu around, he can still come into contact with all kinds of dark secrets hidden in it that he dare not enter.

So, this world is a fucking garbage dump!

Constantine used the key to open the broken wooden door. When he first stepped into the door, he felt something strange under his feet. As he lowered his head, Constantine curled his lips. Under the dim light, he saw a few small balloons thrown on the ground.

Have fun, and don't get the fucking disease! Don't tell me, it's quite ironic to have a unique ceremony in this place!

Like that woman, was her mother defiled in a place like this by the sailor she once admired? Did her descendants also experience what the sirens experienced? In this dirty dung heap, fate played a blind trick on her.

The price is always a damn price! But the Siren had no choice, or maybe she should stay silent like her fate, like most people. Good intentions have never been able to change the world. It is the biggest lie, just to make those idiots hand over what belongs to them, including their lives. And when they are willing to sacrifice, they will only get false tears and condolences, while those superior guys will take away the things of those fools with peace of mind.

Morality has always been the standard for humans to distinguish themselves from animals, but I don't know that this is actually just a layer of human skin to hide the nature of the beast.

"Come on, you two! We still have a lot of work to do!" Constantine kicked away two small balloons, then walked to the bed with a cigarette in his mouth. He motioned to the spiky-headed fishman to close the door, and He lifted up the dirty sheets and threw them on the floor. He lifted up the bed board and took out a "Vatican Black Book" from underneath.

"Who are you, sir?" The man hugged the woman and was a little scared.

This fish-man is considered a descendant of the Atlanteans, but his genetics are not good and he does not have much human appearance. But at least he has some magical blood, even if it is very thin. It is precisely because of this that he can rely on his neck to A magical shell disguised as a human.

The woman was a bit simpler. She was a descendant of Siren, a hybrid siren. She had no magical talent. She had been working in a tavern at the port. According to her, her mother fell ill and died, and her The husband, the fish-man in front of him, fell in love with an ugly woman during a transaction with humans.

The two had a tryst at night until the woman became pregnant.

From that day on, the woman would have the same dream. She would always dream about the Siren. In the dream, the Siren would tell her that she was the descendant of the Siren, and she would give birth to an heir, and that heir would be The end of the gods.

After experiencing this terrifying and strange nightmare for the sixth time, the woman found that the tavern had been burned down the next day, and the owner of the tavern was nailed to the flagpole of the port, with his internal organs flowing out of his open belly. Swallowed greedily by seagulls.

The man ran away with the woman that night. They went to the town of Greenwich on the border of New York. There, the man found a fortune teller and got a prophecy. He knew that the gods would chase them and take the woman away. Go, they need women's children.

The diviner gave the man a place to go - Lucifer's castle.

This is the most interesting part, because Constantine knows who the soothsayer is, Lady Xanadu.

Even if the universe was changed, that woman would still remain the same as if she was a constant.

But Madam Xanadu actually asked the two of them to find Lucifer? She must know that a woman's children are very important. Now that she has the power of the Siren, she will be a savior-like existence. Odin must use this child to enslave mankind and use him to gain faith from another way.

Or maybe Odin was thinking of something to use this child's power against.

It's like... the Anti-Life Equation mastered by Lex Luthor.

Did the result of Madam Xanadu's divination really lead the two of them to come find Lucifer?

No, that woman wouldn't gamble her luck.

"A kind-hearted person who is destined to help you, friends!" Constantine grinned with the brightest smile.

Madam Xanadu asked these two people to come to me.