Little Annie controlled her magic hand to grab the head of Superman who had fallen into darkness and lifted him into the air. She stared closely at his face covered in blood and bruises and scolded him word by word.
It was obvious that she was very annoyed by the heat vision attack that had just happened without even a greeting.
Even though she was the one who attacked first, for someone in the chaos camp, it never mattered who was right or wrong, or who started it first.
The important thing is that what you did made me feel very unhappy, so I will punish you severely.
In other words, people in the chaos camp never use reason or logic, and their emotions always outweigh their rationality. They are the type who do whatever they want.
“Ahem… who are you?”
Superman, who had fallen into darkness, had obviously injured his lungs. Blood foam kept spurting out of his mouth and nose while he endured the pain and asked.
He simply couldn't believe that he, who represented strength and invincibility, was easily defeated by such a young girl.
Especially the mysterious energy that could directly penetrate the Body of Steel, which made him feel for the first time that he was not a "God", but a Kryptonian who was only slightly stronger than those earthlings.
"Annie, this is the name my father gave me.
Also, don't think your genes and the Kryptonian Life Code are anything special.
Don’t be fooled by those so-called gods praised by mortals and lose your sense of who you are.
Because with your ridiculous magic resistance, you have no chance of winning against a true god, even a demigod with weak divine power."
After that, little Annie controlled the magic hand again, lifted up the fallen Superman and smashed him to the ground, then slapped him several more times, knocking him down and making him die and fall into a deep coma.
Not only that!
She also deliberately used a magical darkness to block the sunlight, preventing the opponent from recovering from his injuries by absorbing the wavelengths of yellow sunlight. At the same time, she also continuously cast a series of control spells such as immobilization, shock, paralysis, hypnosis, and charm.
In the blink of an eye, the poor Superman was completely turned into a motionless prisoner, and he even lost consciousness.
Since she had lived with Kara for a period of time, the girl knew the abilities and weaknesses of Kryptonians very well.
Coupled with the huge restraint brought by magic, such a result is not worth making a fuss about.
At least that's what Zuo Si saw.
But in the eyes of outsiders, a little girl who came out of nowhere effortlessly crushed the powerful existence that left the entire earth helpless and could not even lose to the New Gods of Apocalypse. It was like dropping a nuclear bomb on the originally calm sea surface.
In particular, the US government, which had been hiding in underground doomsday shelters and had no choice but to act like a turtle, was in ecstasy just like their European colonist ancestors when they discovered the New World.
The nominal commander-in-chief of the three armed forces and the country's top leader, the president, waved his fist like a madman and shouted at others in the office: "Find out everything about this girl at all costs! Including the country where she was born, her parents, her family, the education she received since childhood, and her living environment. Now! Immediately!"
"I'm sorry, sir. There is no record of her in our population database. This means she is most likely not a U.S. citizen."
An intelligence officer quickly gave the answer after searching through facial recognition and other technologies.
"What? You mean...she might be an illegal immigrant or a foreigner?"
The president's expression suddenly turned grim.
Because anyone can see that little Annie has the power to crush Superman, and Superman has the power to crush the entire earth.
Even using the simple thinking method of Beast Chess, we can come to a conclusion that this girl is now the strongest person on Earth, and is also the only hope to resist the invaders from Apocalypse.
This means that whichever country she feels a stronger sense of belonging to, that country will instantly become the country with the most powerful military force on Earth, even if it was originally just an insignificant small island country.
If the invasion of Apocalypse is successfully repelled, the United States' position as the world hegemon will most likely be lost.
Yes, even when facing a disaster that could destroy humanity and the earth, this president still hasn't forgotten about the infighting.
After all, he represents an extremely large capital group.
And these guys, who exude filth and sin from every pore, will never give up their interests willingly.
Nor will it give up its power to suck blood from the world through military, technological and financial means.
Because if capital wants to grow and become stronger, it must plunder.
During the Age of Exploration, this plunder was carried out in a physical sense, by burning, killing and looting the relatively backward indigenous tribes to seize their land and resources.
Later, with the Industrial Revolution and the rise of the modern financial system, this plunder turned into dumping, monopoly and currency bonds.
Although the means seem to have become more gentle, their essence has not changed at all. Moreover, with the development and progress of technology, plundering has become more efficient.
The intelligence officer obviously understood what the president meant and responded cautiously: "No, I mean she may not be from modern society, but from some secret societies that possess supernatural powers, such as witches, wizards, and shamans."
"Then can she be used by us? Or will she accept our invitation and solicitation?"
The president narrowed his eyes and asked in a very nervous and serious tone.
"I... I don't know. But we can bring a gift that's precious enough to try. Of course, this requires your authorization."
After thinking for a moment, the intelligence officer gave advice from his professional perspective.
"What do you mean by a gift that is precious enough?"
The president asked in a not very sure tone.
He was not stupid enough to think that a girl with such powerful magical powers would be interested in ordinary property or money.
"I think that thing Amanda Waller got a while ago would be perfect."
The intelligence officer gave the answer almost without thinking.
Needless to say, he also placed several undercover agents in the other party's organization to conduct surveillance.
The president obviously knew what "that thing" was. He hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Okay! I'll give you the authorization now, take action immediately."
A black general not far away listened to the conversation between the two from beginning to end. It was unclear whether he felt disappointed or sad. He couldn't help but sigh slightly, turned around and left the meeting room without saying a word.
As soon as they entered the corridor, two fully armed soldiers followed them, and one of the female soldiers reported in a hurried tone: "General Calvin Swanwick.
According to the latest statistics from the front, the number of soldiers we lost in the previous war has reached a staggering 143,752.
Almost more than one-third of the army and about half of the air force were completely destroyed, and the navy also lost a large number of ships.
The amount of death compensation, pensions and insurance that need to be paid right now alone is as high as one hundred trillion.
The Department of Defense wants you to convene an emergency meeting immediately to discuss how to obtain sufficient financial appropriations from Congress.
After all, the current situation is special. If sufficient compensation is not given to the soldiers who died in battle, the remaining soldiers will probably not risk their lives to fight again after seeing this.
There is also a meeting on equipment procurement at 3 pm that you need to attend."
"Humph! Even at this point, those stupid politicians are still trying to use tricks to deduct compensation for casualties."
The black man called General Calvin Swanwick couldn't help but sneer ironically.
Before his men could say anything, he bluntly ordered, "Turn them all off for me.
Because there is no point in attending these meetings right now.
It was no longer possible to save the situation by relying on those politicians and the frightened and demoralized army.
From now on, I have to act differently.”
After saying this, the black general, regardless of the shocked and stunned reactions of his men, removed his disguise and transformed himself into an alien with green skin and flashing red eyes. His entire body then vanished through the reinforced concrete structure above his head that was strong enough to withstand a nuclear explosion and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Obviously, he is none other than the famous Martian Manhunter.
This is also the reason why when interrogating Superman, all other government and military personnel were terrified by the power displayed by Clark, but he remained calm.
After all, not only does Martian Manhunter possess Kryptonian-like super strength, speed, endurance, and regeneration abilities, he's also one of the strongest telepaths.
With his strength, he naturally had no need to be afraid of Superman at that time.
What's more, he can read other people's memories and thoughts, and knows what kind of person Clark is.
But now, as the crisis facing the entire earth becomes more and more serious, he finally stops pretending and decides to stand up and do something.
With the addition of Martian Manhunter, the founding members of the Justice League are finally together, except for Green Lantern whose whereabouts are still unknown.
…
At the same time, far above the ruins of Metropolis, little Annie, after dealing with Superman who had fallen into darkness, once again turned her attention to another.
After all, she had promised Bruce Wayne that she would bring both Supermen back alive.
Since you have promised, you must not go back on your word.
Perhaps he noticed the unfriendly look in the girl's eyes, or perhaps he had recovered from the anger and madness that had just caused him to lose his mind.
In short, Clark's eyes began to gradually become clear, and he no longer showed any aggression. Instead, he lowered his head and surveyed the devastated ground and the mutilated corpses around him.
After two or three minutes, he suddenly started laughing without any warning, and his laughter became louder and crazier. In the end, he was so out of breath that he held his forehead, looking like he was possessed by a clown.
"What are you laughing at?"
Little Annie tilted her head and asked curiously.
“No, nothing.
I just laugh at myself for persisting for so many years for so many meaningless things.
He even put shackles on himself.
You know what? My adoptive father taught me to follow the rules and never do anything illegal.
Because it is fair, just, and has a certain sacredness that protects everyone, including me.
I believed this for a long time.
But now I suddenly realize that these things have no sacredness and never represent fairness and justice.
It is just a tool, a tool that can be manipulated and used at will by those in power and in high positions.
When these people need to, they can delete or abolish certain rules that are not in their favor, or re-add some rules that are in their favor.
Professionals who enjoy playing with words can also redefine and interpret these terms according to their own needs.
So in the final analysis, the so-called rules are like a cage, trapping those who believe that they will protect themselves.
The reason why capitalists and politicians who treat rules as tools desperately promote their sanctity is just to make people believe in their hearts that this cage is indestructible, and thus dare not touch or break it.
And this is the truth about this country, and it is also a microcosm of the entire human society on Earth.
Another one I was right about!
This world is not worthy of my kindness and nobility!
From now on, I will not be used by anyone and will live only for myself.
My name is no longer Clark Kent, but Kal-El."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Superman's temperament from head to toe changed instantly, and his originally sunny and cheerful face revealed a hint of coldness and majesty.
"So you're also planning to join Darkseid?"
Little Annie obviously didn't take the other party's change of mentality and camp to heart, and her tone was obviously nonchalant.
Because she didn't care at all whether the Kryptonian in front of her was good or evil, she just wanted to finish the job quickly so she could go back and continue enjoying her favorite dessert.
Superman shook his head slightly. "No! Compared to Darkseid, I am more interested in you and your father. If you don't mind, can you introduce him to me? I have a deal I want to discuss with him."
"Oh? You want to make a deal with my father? Are you sure?"
Little Annie looked at the "warrior" with a look full of sympathy and compassion.
Maybe others didn't know Zuo Si's true identity, but how could her daughter not know? He was the lord of the ninth level of Baator, the great devil second only to Asmodeus, and he also established a new abyss in the universe where the planet Azeroth was located.
Now, it has condensed into the Heart of Evil, a terrifying thing that represents all the broad evil in the entire multiverse.
Doing business with such an existence is simply like seeking death because you are tired of living.
You have to know that the last two people who made deals with Zuo Si, Batman and the Joker, no longer even have their own souls.
"Yes, I am sure of it,"
Superman answered in the affirmative without hesitation.
It is not difficult to see from that firm attitude that he will never join the Justice League led by Bruce Wayne, and he intends to go it alone.
Just as little Annie was hesitating whether to agree, a deafening air explosion suddenly came from the sky, and then the Kryptonian girl Kara in a black tights fell from the sky and landed steadily between the two of them.
She ignored the superman beside her, and stared at the girl with a slightly doting look, pursed her lips and smiled and asked: "Long time no see, did you miss me?"
"Sister Kara?!"
Little Annie's eyes immediately lit up, and she threw herself on him with open arms, burying her face in his soft chest and rubbing it, just like a spoiled child.
Because for her, apart from her biological mother, her closest relationship is with Kara.
"It's incredible. You were still a little kid when we last met, but in just a short time you've grown so big." Kara couldn't help but sigh as she stroked the girl's hair.
Compared to the Superman in this timeline, little Annie is the one who replaced her dead brother in her mind.
"Hehe! Sorry, I didn't tell you in advance when I ran away from home last time. Did your father blame or punish you for it?"
Little Annie stuck out her tongue playfully, and suddenly returned to her mischievous childhood self.
Kara smiled and replied, "Don't worry, no. And even if he wants to punish me, he will use a different method that I don't hate and even like a little bit."
"ah?!"
Little Annie was stunned at first, but soon understood the subtext and spat in annoyance.
Since she was already a grown-up girl, she was no longer completely ignorant of such matters between men and women.
What's more, in the palace of Calin Port, she once peeped at the intimate interactions between her mother and father.
"By the way, why are you getting involved in this kind of thing?"
Seeing that the girl was a little shy, Kara immediately began to change the subject.
"Bruce Wayne asked me to help. He told me to capture both Superman alive."
Little Annie controlled her magic hand and shook the other superman who was still in a coma.
"I see. You take one back first, and I'll leave the rest to you."
As she spoke, Kara turned around and glanced at her brother in this timeline, whose temperament had changed drastically.
"Eh? Is it father who wants to see him?"
Little Annie guessed the truth almost instantly with her powerful divine-like perception.
After all, she smelled a lot of residual magic from her father on the Kryptonian girl.
"That's right. You should know that Soth has always been very interested in trading."
Kara didn't try to hide anything and admitted it openly.
"Okay, I get it. Hopefully the Warrior gets what he wants from the trade."
Little Annie cast a pitying look at Superman again, then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared with another Superman.
After watching the girl leave, Kara just said, "Follow me," and instantly broke through the sound barrier and flew towards the distant sky.
Superman also accelerated and followed closely behind.
It took the two of them only a very short time to fly across the sky above the city, and finally they arrived at the top floor of the building where Zuo Si was staying.
The moment they walked into the room through the open French window, an indescribable atmosphere made Superman, who always had a very keen sense, feel nervous involuntarily.
Through the sunlight coming in from the window, Superman vaguely saw a young man with black hair and black eyes sitting on a sofa, his hands crossed on his chest, his pupils like a bottomless abyss, as if sucking in the entire world and even the universe.
"I brought him to you, dear."
Kara walked straight to Zuo Si with light and graceful steps, then sat on his lap without any hesitation, and fell into his arms.
"Hello, Clark Kent. Oh, no, I think I should call you Kal-El now. Tell me, what deal do you want to make with me?"
Zuo Si separated his hands that were crossed in front of his chest, picked up the wine glass on the table with one hand and took a sip, while the other hand rested naturally on the Kryptonian girl's shoulder.
Even though Superman had seen a lot of things, he was still shocked by his behavior.
Especially with Kara's attitude of being dependent on him and allowing him to manipulate her at will, it is hard to believe that she is a Kryptonian with great power. Instead, she looks more like the mistress of a rich and powerful boss or mafia godfather.
"Are you the master that Davian mentioned and the father that Annie mentioned?" Superman asked directly.
"Yes, that's me. I am a demon from outside this universe, and they are all brought by me from outside the universe."
Zuo Si gave a very straightforward and concise self-introduction.
In order to save everyone's time, I decided to be frank and reveal some key information first.
After all, when doing something like a transaction, you first need to have a general understanding of each other.
“如此说来，上次是你帮忙解决了那个几乎杀不死的克星怪物？也是你让天启星和达克赛德暂时不敢轻举妄动？”
超人显然是有备而来，已经收集到了相当多自己死后这段时间的信息。
“是的。
相信你已经看到了另外一个时间线上的自己了吧？
事实上我已经跟达克赛德在那个地球交过手了。
他眼下没有轻举妄动就是因为吃了一个大亏。
所以如果你要交易的内容是成为地球的独裁统治者，完全不必有什么后顾之忧。
因为就算达克赛德把这颗星球吸干、炸碎，我也能将其恢复如初。”
左思无疑看透了面前这个超人的内心和脑海中的想法。
毕竟在领悟到权力的本质和社会运行的基本规则之后，所谓的“人间之神”实际上只有三个选择。
一个是装作什么都不知道，然后继续心甘情愿被各方势力利用充当地球和人类的保护伞。
另一个则是离开地球，在无尽的宇宙中寻找另外一个没有人认得自己的地方定居。
最后一个就是使用压倒性的暴力来迫使各国政府和既得利益团体放弃权力，按照自己的意志来打破国家、种族、民族、意识形态和宗教信仰的隔阂。
换而言之就是成为说一不二的独裁者来迫使地球上的人类做出改变。
而眼前这个超人显然选择了最后一条路。
“你不反对我以独裁的方式统治地球？”
超人脸上浮现出了无比惊讶之色。
因为他从小生活的美国一直都把集权与独裁这种权力结构渲染成极度邪恶、残忍且毫无人性。
殊不知，独裁、集权、专制实际上都仅仅只是一种组织架构。
它并没有所谓的正义与邪恶之分，有的仅仅只是是否适合当前的时代、背景和社会形态。
比如说一个之前从来没有建立过国家的殖民地突然要独立，其国民压根没有国家和民族的概念，只认同以血缘关系为纽带的部族。
那这样的国家就只能搞集权、独裁和专制，由一个政治强人来压制部族主义和分裂主义，强行给年轻人灌输国家、民族的意识。
否则要是玩议会制或选票制度，那只会因为利益分配不均而相互内斗，甚至是频繁爆发军事政变与战争。
如果再把境外不怀好意的势力算进去，别说是治理国家发展经济了，能不能建立起一套完善的行政体系都是个问题。
而这就是许多非洲国家贫穷、混乱，充满苦难看不到一丁点希望的根源之一。
看着超人脸上的表情，左思不由得笑着反问：“为什么不呢？ 你该不会以为我会被这个国家统治阶级鼓吹的所谓民主和自由欺骗吧？ 在我看来，这里的民主不过是资本与资本之间妥协的产物，而自由则是推卸责任的借口。
在同等的物质条件下，你觉得是生活在这样的民主和自由政府统治下普通民众过得更好，还是愿意承担无限责任的专制独裁政府过得更好？ 我可以非常明确的告诉你，答案必然是后者。
所以不要被这个国家表面上的繁荣与富裕蒙蔽了。
这并不是它的法律、政治制度和社会构架有多好，纯粹是从全球汲取财富堆砌起来的。
当有一天它没有办法再继续汲取的时候，届时你会看到什么是真正富人的天堂、穷人的地狱。”
“听起来您在这方面似乎很有研究？”
超人明显对这个话题非常感兴趣。
左思意味深长的回答：“我在无数个世界成千上万的文明中做过各种各样的社会实验，而这就是我观察到的结果。也许会有一两个例外，但那往往都是有特殊环境因素的影响。”
“那布鲁斯怎么办？我想他肯定不会同意我的做法。”
超人在短暂沉默了几秒钟之后说出了自己的担忧。
“你何必在意他呢？
要知道布鲁斯·韦恩可是个拥有严重心理疾病和精神疾病的疯子。
先不提作为一个亿万富翁本身就是既得利益团体的一员，他压根不能算是一个正常人。
你完全可以说服其他人支持自己。
当蝙蝠没有了爪牙，你觉得他还能造成什么威胁？”
在说这番话的时候，左思语气中明显带着一丝不怀好意的挑唆。
但超人却并不在意这一点，反倒是露出若有所思的神情：“好吧，我得承认你说的有道理。现在让我们来谈谈条件吧。我需要付出什么？”
“很简单！你死后的灵魂。只要签了这份契约，我们的交易就算是成立了。”
左思直截了当将事先准备好的羊皮纸卷轴丢了过去。
超人打开来大概扫了两眼，确认条款没问题之后就立刻在下边签署了自己的名字。
转瞬之间！
卷轴便开始自燃并随风飘散。
感受着自己的灵魂似乎与某种无形的力量建立起连接，超人立马问了一句：“我现在可以开始行动起来了，对吗？”
左思笑着点了点头：“是的。我个人建议你可以先去找戴安娜谈谈，然后再拉上他和维克多一起去营救戴维安。如此一来，你阵营中的成员实力就会超过布鲁斯。”
“谢谢，我会考虑的。”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，超人便化作一道残影直接从大厦飞了出去。
等他彻底消失在天空的尽头，卡拉立刻忍不住问道：“你打算什么时候收割他的灵魂？”
“不着急。
因为他现在的邪恶还远远不够。
我要的可不是区区一个不义超人，而是一个彻头彻尾的暴君。
现在的他距离达到这个要求还差得远呢。
不过没关系。
巴荻会帮我搞定一切的。
用不了多久，那些愚蠢的民众、政客和军方就会开始怀念原本善良的超人。”
在说这番话的时候，左思嘴角微微上扬露出了令人毛骨悚然的微笑。
很显然，他对吸血鬼女王的安排非常满意。
尤其是对路易斯·莱恩腐化，简直堪称教科书级别的操作。
无论是先摧毁其人格、自尊和骄傲的过程，还是一点一点粉碎其对于公平、正义、法律的信心，以及沉迷于药物、酒精跟性，都是一环扣一环没有丝毫衔接上的空隙。
最后安排的那场牛头人式的精彩动作大戏更是神来之笔。
来自另外一条时间线上的黑化超人更是送出了一记完美助攻。
“呵呵，你可真是坏透了。不过我喜欢！”
卡拉的兴致瞬间空前高涨，目光中更是毫不掩饰自己内心之中沸腾的欲望。
但这一次，左思却没有选择予以满足，而是竖起一根手指轻轻按在氪星少女红润诱人的嘴唇上，笑着说道：“别那么饥渴，我可爱的小野猫，现在可不是做这种事情的时候。替我去一趟布鲁斯·韦恩的家盯着点最后一个母盒。不出意外的话，达克赛德那边应该快要动手了。”
“需要我夺取母盒吗？”
卡拉用不是很确定的语气问。
“不，不需要，只要盯着就好。”
说完这句话，左思便将怀中的氪星少女推开，并在对方的屁股上用力拍了一巴掌，惹得后者先是发出一声尖叫，随后开心的大笑起来。
毫无疑问，对于这种有点露骨的亲密举动，卡拉非但不排斥反而非常的喜欢。
因为这能让她感受到左思并未对自己失去兴趣。
……
另外一边，远在韦恩宅邸地下的蝙蝠洞内，正义联盟的创始成员们正把小安妮刚刚带回来的超人团团围住。
海王亚瑟更是用手里的三叉戟戳了戳这个俘虏的胸口，然后才头也不回的问：“我们要拿他怎么办？”
“不知道。毕竟我们又没有足够的氪石来打造一个能关押超人的监狱。普通的牢房对他而言根本就是形同虚设。”
戴安娜颇为无奈的叹了口气。
尽管她的真言套索可以稍微限制一下超人，令其不那么容易挣脱束缚。
但也仅仅只是稍微拖延一点时间罢了。
“安妮小姐，能帮我们唤醒他吗？”
布鲁斯·韦恩没有理会其他人充满紧张和畏惧的反应，直接向坐在一旁品尝甜点的女孩提出了要求。
“没问题！”
美滋滋吃了一口冰激凌之后，小安妮挥舞了一下手中那根法杖。
随后堕入黑暗的超人就迅速睁开眼睛醒了过来。
当他看到蝙蝠侠的瞬间，整个人的情绪都变得异常激动，眼睛更是闪烁着骇人的红光。
“如果我是你，现在就不会乱动。”
布鲁斯·韦恩指了指小安妮直截了当的发出警告。
瞬间！
原本摆出一副要暴起杀人姿态的超人迅速冷静下来。
不光眼睛里的红光消失了，就连攥着的拳头也松开了，唯有瞳孔内那深深的仇恨没有半点衰减。
"Tell me who you are and where you are from."
Seeing that he had shocked the other party, Bruce Wayne immediately started interrogation mode.
"Do I need to answer even such a boring question? Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
Superman sneered disdainfully.
"So you're from another timeline? Tell me what happened in your timeline?"
Bruce Wayne continued to ask.
He now desperately wanted to know whether the terrible dream he had before was just a dream or some kind of possible future.
"You failed! Darkseid captured the Earth and drained its energy to turn it into a death star. And this is the future you are about to face! How about this answer, does it satisfy you?"
The smile on Superman's face became even more twisted and crazy.
But Batman, who had already been hardened to death, was not moved at all and asked again: "What about you? What's wrong with you?"
"Because you failed to protect Lois Lane!
So in my grief and anger, I chose to join Darkseid! And I killed all of you one by one without leaving any alive.
Just wait and see, the me in this timeline will also go down this path.
Because no one is a match for the Dark Lord! All your struggles are in vain.
Despair! Suffer! No one can escape this doomsday judgment! "
Superman began to scream hysterically like a madman.
"Damn it! This guy is completely crazy! He is definitely mentally ill!"
Aquaman Arthur subconsciously took two steps back, fearing that this madness would spread to himself.
After all, he wasn't very smart to begin with, and it would be tragic if he went crazy again.
"Is this some kind of magic or mind control?"
Bruce Wayne asked little Annie.
The latter shook his head: "No, probably not.
Because I have removed all the magical effects on him.
If nothing unexpected happens, it can only fall into the category of brainwashing or tampering of cognition and consciousness.
In short, it is not magic but closer to science and technology."
"Is there no way to recover?"
The Flash couldn't bear to see Superman in this state and wanted to help.
“Anyway, I can’t help it.
My father is the real expert in this field.
Why don't you go directly to him for help?
I just met Sister Kara. If nothing unexpected happens, my father should still be on this planet."
Little Annie gave the advice with a nonchalant look on her face.
"What about the other Superman?"
After exchanging glances with Batman, Diana asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.
The girl responded without hesitation: "He was taken away by Sister Kara to see my father. She said she wanted to make a deal with my father."
Deal?! Bruce Wayne's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word.
Because he knew very well that Zuo Si only accepted one thing in a transaction, and that was a soul of extremely high value.
So what did Superman want in exchange for selling his soul?
Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.
"I'm going to talk to Clark."
Diana took the initiative to propose to find the Superman in her own timeline.
Bruce Wayne was obviously a little worried, and raised his head to ask, "Are you sure there will be no danger?"
"I don't think so. After all, he has regained consciousness, and there is no conflict or grudge between him and me."
After saying this, Diana got on the plane and started the engine without waiting for Batman to nod.
In the blink of an eye, the bat fighter took off into the air and flew out of the Batcave.
Seeing that the only main force of the team had left, Aquaman Arthur immediately pointed at Superman who had no restrictions at all and asked: "How do we deal with this?"
"Miss Anne, could you please help keep an eye on him for a while?"
Bruce Wayne once again turned to the girl for help.
Because he always felt a strong sense of guilt for Clark's death, he couldn't bear to kill him even when facing the Superman from another time, but hoped to find a way to restore him to normal.
But what he didn't know was that little Annie had more than one such method. He just thought the current situation was very interesting, so he wanted to wait and see more good shows.
"Sorry, I'm not obligated to help you keep an eye on the prisoners all day. And I've already helped you once."
Little Annie rejected the other party's request without hesitation.
Just as Bruce Wayne was racking his brains to find a way to get the girl to agree, a loud noise from a helicopter propeller suddenly appeared over the manor.
Following closely, several armed helicopters escorted a transport helicopter, which landed directly on the lawn outside the house without the owner's permission.
After a few seconds, a man wearing glasses and carrying a large explosion-proof briefcase came out.
Following behind him were several fully armed American soldiers.
(End of this chapter)