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Constantine got up from the ground, and then looked at the endless bubbles floating on the boundless green land. Each bubble seemed to contain a colorful world.

"Mommy, look! I saw a fairy tale world!" Constantine's eyes widened, looking at the vast dream world in disbelief.

Every time you blink, those mountains, rivers, and rivers will change colors and shapes, and so will the sky, even though it now has countless cracks like a smashed lollipop, and creamy clouds flow out of the pink vortex. Above that was a strange thunder.

Constantine looked at his right hand at this moment. He was very glad that he was still holding the "Moonlight Dagger". It was this thing that Jack wanted to snatch away on Halloween. Obviously, this thing originally belonged to him, and he took it away. It was given to the Joker and Batman stole it.

But now this artifact is useless, because Constantine is just a mortal, he has no motivation to use it again, and neither will Willoughby, their blood is worthless.

"You know? If I fucking die, I will never be buried in the church cemetery. I will definitely choose to be buried here!" Willoughby grinned as he looked at the colorful and beautiful scene in the dreamland, "And Drinking endless whiskey and eating endless donuts together? This is fucking heaven!"

"I really doubt how you joined the Knights Templar." Constantine started walking. Even though he didn't know where he was going, this was a dream. They had their own goals. Anyway, they just had to leave. "Have they relaxed their review standards so much? Are they still short of people? I've always wanted to find a place to retire!"

"Please, even if the Knights Templar are crazy enough to accept you, you won't agree." Willoughby took a cigarette from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. He smiled evilly, "You fucking You will never give up your days of fooling around! This is your fate, just like I can’t live without diabetes and whiskey!”

"You are really a roundworm in my belly, dear brother Willoughby." Constantine curled his lips, and he suddenly stopped, because under the slope in front, a group of weirdos in strange clothes were walking along the sparkling winding road. The river was moving fast, and they pushed the cart as if they were fleeing.

Then, a bubble floating in the sky burst.

Those who fled disappeared like dust.

"Have you seen it, Willoughby?" Constantine looked at the incredible tragedy in front of him in shock.

"Of course, the dreamland is not normal." Willoughby raised his head again. He looked at the cracks above with a solemn face. For the first time, he discovered that there were dense black spots inside the creamy liquid. After the black spots broke away, Disappeared.

Constantine also noticed some unspeakable terrifying shadows, which were like nightmares that penetrated into sweet dreams. They were gnawing and disintegrating dreams one by one. "We have to hurry up, we have to find..."

A black shadow flew over Constantine's head. After a few black feathers fell, a big crow came back unceremoniously. It flapped its wings and landed on Constantine's shoulder. His claws dug into the flesh of Constantine's shoulder, causing him to scream in annoyance in pain.

"I saw you! You are contacting the owner of the Kingdom of Dreams! Unfortunately, he is not here! He saw a major crisis! It's time for him to go find his father!" The crow actually spoke and said Pretty neat.

"What?" Willoughby narrowed his eyes, "Are you the messenger from the master of the dreamland? What crisis? What is he going to do?"

"Can you get off my shoulders first, Brother Bird?" Constantine grinned in pain, "I'm not a fucking cage!"

"I'm not a bird either! I'm Matthew! A servant of the Lord of Dreams! I used to be a human too!" The crow spread its wings and patted Constantine's head, "Be careful with your tone, John Constantine! I have done this countless times I saw you in my dream! Be respectful! Otherwise I will scare you in my dream!"

"Ha! Being able to see Constantine being threatened by a bird is worth the price of admission!" Willoughby sneered.

"Be nervous, gentlemen! I know it's not peaceful outside! I'm here to take you to the 'Cocoon'!" Matthew the Crow flew up, flapping his wings in front of Constantine, "That will be a brand new Dream! Of course, if you can bring that girl back to reality, this 'cocoon' will have no meaning of existence! But... the Lord of Dreams doesn't think you will do that! What else did he say... ...Oh, by the way! Sacrifice! He mentioned sacrifice! He said that the death of that girl is the best ending!"

Constantine and Willoughby both lost their smiles because they knew what this meant and who the girl who might be about to be sacrificed was.

"Follow me, two magicians!" Matthew flew forward, "Be careful of the dreams in the sky! They are disintegrating! Oh my god! Maybe I will disappear too! But at least we still have time! I hope so!"

……

Heavenly Father stood on the bridge of the super giant city, overlooking the green New Creation Star. Below the suspended city, this half of the planet was so beautiful. The New Gods protected the entire ecosystem, including those insect-men. They treat each other as equals with the new gods ruled by Heavenly Father, and there is no war here.

When Heavenly Father looked at the countless energy wells erected on the shattered ruins of the second world, his face became solemn. Because in the darkness, he could see the hellish fire burning on Apokolips.

The painful memories of the past came to mind, and Heavenly Father thought of himself before he became the leader of the New Genesis Star, that young self.

The Heavenly Father's name is Izaya, and he is a warrior of New Creation. When his wife was killed by Steppenwolf of Apokolips, he was blinded by rage. Izaya led the New Gods of New Creation Star towards Apokolips, and it was he who caused the war among the New Gods to break out. Stars were used as energy sources and weapons, planets were destroyed, and several universes were annihilated as a result.

Izaya killed Steppenwolf, but revenge did not make him feel relieved. When he saw the endless havoc caused by his anger, he was in pain. Izaya left the battlefield and wandered aimlessly on the edge of New Creation Star until God appeared. The hand of God guided Izaya back to New Creation Star. He ended the war and brought peace. To the new creation star, he became the Heavenly Father and taught the wisdom given by God to the new gods.

But...has anything really changed?

Heavenly Father frowned.

Apokolips is still as dark as purgatory. Darkseid rose to power through previous wars. He is even more evil and cruel than his father Yuga Khan. Peace never seems to come, and the scale of the war still spreads across the multiverse.

Now, a crisis is approaching that could overturn the new Protoss.

Where should we go from here?

The Heavenly Father's face, with his beard and hair all connected together, had an unprecedented serious expression. He had sought God's guidance, but this time, there was nothing on the wall of origin.

"Heavenly Father! My mother box received the contact signal from Apokolips!" Orion flew behind Heavenly Father and said. He is the son of Darkseid and part of the previous war and peace agreement. Scott Free, the son of Heavenly Father, was sent to Apokolips, while Orion, Darkseid's son, was sent to New Creation. Under the guidance of Heavenly Father, Orion restrained his innate Violent and arrogant, he is a great warrior and a respected new god.

Beside Orion, his friend "Light" Thoris flew over wearing a white armor. Thoris is also a new god. He lost his brother in childhood, and Orion was always by his side to comfort him, and the two became inseparable friends. Thoris gained the power to manipulate light and light energy in an accident, and he could even create a small sun.

"Darkseid took the initiative to contact us?" Heavenly Father turned around.

"This should be a trap." Thoris said respectfully as he landed in front of Heavenly Father.

"No...if Darkseid has any conspiracy, it's too obvious." The half of Orion's face under the helmet was very gloomy, but he was very calm. He was even thinking rationally, because he had been working on Overthrowing Darkseid's oppression of Apokolips, "This is an obvious sign of negotiation, right at the center of New Creation and Apokolips, the remains of the Second World."

"He should also feel the crisis." Heavenly Father said in a deep voice, "We all have to make a choice. What surprises me is...Darkseid did not surrender to the upcoming threats."

"Although he is a bastard! But he has his own dignity!" Orion said coldly, "He will never stoop to any existence! He must be conceiving a plan, an evil plan! He needs our power to Defeat the enemy, that's all! Or maybe... he will make both us and the enemy suffer losses in the next war!"

Heavenly Father looked at Orion with approval and nodded, "But I will accept this negotiation, but... we have to be prepared, Orion, inform Scott Free, we have to know what Darkseid is thinking. .”

Orion and Thoris followed the order and left.

The Father turned again, and he looked down upon the dark silhouette of Apokolips.

This is not a game, Darkseid...what the hell are you thinking?