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Corlarion and Flash Wally stopped at the edge of the bridge. They carefully looked inside. In the darkness, Wally couldn't see much, but Corlarion could, because Limbo Town was originally He has long been accustomed to being in the dark underground, not to mention that he and the spirit beast Titi now share night vision that is even more outstanding than that of a cat. Enhanced by magic, Corlarion can even see through Titi's eyes. Farther and clearer.

In the center of the bridge, the godmother of the "Church of Blood" stopped. She took out a metal box, and after a while of fiddling with it, a dark blue cyclonic portal appeared in front of her and Hercules.

Wally frowned next to Corlarion. He was extremely surprised because he had seen a similar device.

That's the mother box.

Cyborg itself has reshaped almost the entire mechanical body based on the Mother Box molecules. He also has the function of changing the conduction signal to open the "sound channel". Of course, that was the upgrade that Ms. Miracle and Big Bad helped him complete after they came to Earth. Functions added after transformation, and Ms. Miracle and Big Bard are the New Gods from Apokolips. They also have the product of this New God technology of Apokolips, and can even be teleported to Apokolips through the mother box.

Nowadays, the godmothers of the "Church of Blood" actually own a mother box of Apokolips, but they are obviously not friends of Ms. Miracle.

Wally was slightly worried because Ms. Miracle had told how she and her lover Big Bard escaped from Apokolips to Earth, which was related to Darkseid, the extremely evil and tyrannical King of the New Gods.

Could it be that the "Church of Blood" has become the lackey of Darkseid, the tyrant of Apokolips?

At this time, Coraline suddenly summoned the strange witch seal that exuded pure white light. The boy pressed it on his chest with a wicked smile. At this moment, Wally discovered that Coraline Eun disappeared.

Wally adjusted the scanning function of his helmet depressingly, and he found Corlarion who was tiptoeing towards Hercules. This kid had become invisible with magic. He obviously wanted to follow the two of them into that place. Portal.

This is too dangerous!

At this moment, the godmother of the "Church of Blood" and Hercules had already entered the teleportation gate. Coralion's blurry thermal imaging form ran, then jumped lightly and disappeared into the teleportation gate. inside the door.

Wally gritted his teeth. He kept shaking his head, and finally connected the contact signal with Cyborg. "We found a god who attacked the Justice Society. He colluded with the 'Church of Blood'! Now I want to communicate with Cyborg." The kid named Coraline who I just met enters the portal! Remember, man, the 'Church of Blood' may have something to do with Apokolips. Tell Ms. Miracle and Big Bard, they should know this! By the way, track My signal, but... maybe it's useless! There may be shielding on the other end! I have to go, the portal is closing!"

"This is too reckless, Wally, you should bring that child back." Cyborg said seriously on the other end.

"Yeah... go talk to that damn little brat! Don't say another word, brother! Otherwise I will go crazy! And I can't be distracted now!" Wally exhaled nervously, and then rubbed his hands Rubbing his hands, "The call is over, wish me good luck!"

Wally ended the call, then ran, and the portal closed instantly. The process was not affected by the Speed ​​Force at all, but Wally still caught up. He twisted his body like a pole under a burst of red and gold lightning. He jumped into the portal.

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"Get up, stupid human being!" A lizard demon covered in green sores slammed the wall with a mace. As the gravel and dust fell, Solomon slowly raised his head.

The dungeon was as dark as ever, and the dirty muddy black water mixed with the remains of countless dead people emitted an almost suffocating stench on the pitted ground.

Solomon's body was now covered in scars, some horrific wounds had scabbed over his skin, and blood covered his devastated body like a layer of strange dark red armor.

Trespassing into hell is the behavior of idiots and lunatics. It is equivalent to a pig actively breaking into the slaughterhouse.

"Take me to see the First Fallen!" Solomon looked up as if he was completely unaware of his tragic experience, and there wasn't even a trace of fear or hesitation in his hoarse voice.

The demon grabbed Solomon's hair, and then forcefully pulled his head back. Solomon gritted his teeth, and his ever-gloomy eyes stared directly at the demon's hateful, deformed face.

"Are you fucking sick!" the demon grinned and sneered, "You will never see the King of Hell, idiot! You will die here! In fact, I will eat your legs right now! Then! Take out your heart and fry it in a frying pan!"

"There's really nothing new. It seems that with Lucifer's departure, Hell's imagination has also regressed!" Solomon was unmoved. He aimed at the mace in the devil's hand, "Can we make a bet? I bet you can't eat me. If I win, you take me to see the First Fallen. If I lose, ah... I can only hope that your throat won't be stuck by my bones!"

The devil grinned widely and laughed.

"Laugh, but before that you have to tell me your name! This is the rule of hell, isn't it? I don't bet with unknown people!" There was no smile on Solomon's stern face.

The demon narrowed his eyes and looked down at this strangely calm human being. Finally, the demon contemptuously agreed to the bet, "Very good, silly X. I am Gareb! The torture officer of the Third Legion of Hell!"

"Then... let's get started, bastard!" Solomon showed a sneer for the first time.

The demon raised the mace, and he quickly smashed it down without any scruples.

Solomon's two hands, which were tightly locked with thorns and nails, suddenly began to tremble with blood and flesh, and then, all the bones in his body made a crunching sound.

Just as the mace was approaching Solomon's face, the two torn hands of the Son of David had broken free. Without hesitation, he turned sideways and struck the devil with his broken right hand. The bones of his head and wrist smashed into Solomon's own tattered palm, and then penetrated into the demon's green snake eyes.

The demon immediately screamed.

Solomon's other hand took the opportunity to wrap around the demon's big head. As the demon leaned forward due to inertia, Solomon pulled the demon into his arms. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the demon. In the other three eyes, he began to pray coldly and devoutly, "Lord, please have mercy! Christ, please have mercy! Saint Michael, Saint Gabriel and Saint Raphael! All the saints of God! Holy Angel…”

The exorcism prayers penetrated into the devil's ears at close range.

The demon's cry became even more ferocious, green pus and bubbles emerged from his four eyes as if boiling, and green smoke gradually rose with the stench of sulfur.

Solomon's blood is holy water.

“…from all evil, from all sin, from the temptations of the devil, from eternal death, because of the Son’s Christmas, because of the Son’s fasting, because of the Son’s passion, because of the Son’s resurrection and ascension… …”

The prayers continued, and the devil kept struggling, but he could not break free from Solomon's iron-like arms. It seemed that the prayers brought great power, and Solomon's eyes became more determined.

"...In the name of Solomon, son of David, and by the absolute authority and judgment of the Holy Lord, Gareb, you will endure the burning of fire for eternity! Your sins will not be forgiven! You will rot in the pits of hell. I suffer so much pain inside! This is your sin!" Solomon let go of his hand, and he watched the demon's whole body burn with blazing flames. His body began to turn into ashes, and the muscles and bones under the flesh and blood also fell apart.

"Please... don't do this..." The demon wailed and knelt on the ground.

Solomon dropped his broken arms. He stared at the devil and said, "Take me to see the First Fallen! Remember, you will always be in my cage. Maybe I will reduce your sentence, maybe not! Remember! Stay, Gareb, I will always be your judge!”