Chapter 3977

In the end, Constantine still succeeded. Wanda very generously lent him a large amount of Scarlet Witch energy, which can be said to make Chthon drool if he saw it. But of course, he also guaranteed that he would create a perfect body for Anya.

"You know I'm a supervisor, right?" Schiller leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed and looked at Constantine, "Corruption doesn't work here. You'd better not be thinking of pocketing some yourself."

"Of course not," Constantine shook his head and said, "Who do you take me for? I still understand the principle of using funds for their intended purpose. However, this kind of energy is very special. Even if I give it to Batman, I'm afraid I'll need to use it in the end. But I will report it truthfully."

Seeing Constantine being so cooperative, Schiller didn't relax at all, but instead narrowed his eyes and said, "This means you intend to pocket some other energy, right?"

"Can you stop treating me like a criminal suspect all the time?"

Schiller seemed to have heard a huge joke, and he said, "The crimes you have committed could write a universe crime guide."

"But those are all past tense. You cannot judge the current me with past crimes."

"Go to hell." Schiller gave him the answer very simply.

Constantine started getting busy again, and this busyness lasted all night. Near dawn, the main universe Batman called Schiller to ask about the current situation.

"You guys over there are already prepared?" Schiller asked with some surprise. He really didn't expect Batman to mobilize so quickly, but thinking about it, Batman is a true grand strategist, naturally understanding that in many cases, so-called full preparation is not as important as decisive action.

"You ask about the situation on my side? How to say..." Schiller put his other hand on his waist, turned around to look at Constantine, and asked, "Do you know 'Zuma'?"

"Yes, that game where the toad spits balls... no, I'm not saying you are a gem. I mean, you are that toad obsessed with spitting Constantine between two balls."

"'Two balls'—what does that mean? You have to go ask Magneto and Professor X, Thor and Loki, Jarvis and Wanda. I'll be honest, if you let Constantine continue to wreak havoc on the world, this won't just be an exercise."

After hanging up the phone, Schiller rolled his eyes speechlessly. It can only be said that the main universe Batman has some understanding of Constantine's combat power, but he doesn't understand it enough.

Or rather, everyone is like this. They think they already know how evil Constantine is, but the evil they recognize is only the tip of the iceberg of Constantine.

By noon that day, the two of them drove to the Sanctum Sanctorum to receive the agreed-upon energy. The mutants' speed was quite fast. To be precise, those Demon Gods who would be scammed were not big figures and were not a match for the mutants at all. They were taken down quickly, and the collected energy was also sent to the Sanctum Sanctorum.

Don't look at the individual Demon God's energy level not being high, but after all, there were many of them, and the energy obtained was also considerable. Even after splitting, Constantine could still get a lot.

This time, it was Strange who received Constantine. He stood in the office, crossed his arms, and looked at Constantine, saying, "Thanks to you, the respected Prince went back to be grounded, so I can only receive you."

"I like your white sideburns," Constantine smiled at him and said, "The red cloak is also very dashing. Promise me, this will be the last piece of clothing on you under any circumstances, okay?"

Strange couldn't help but punch him again. Constantine coughed twice, touched his face, shook his head, and said, "I heard you are called the Hand of God—my honor."

Strange packed Constantine and the energy he deserved together and threw them out. Don't misunderstand, not out of the Sanctum Sanctorum; it wasn't that close. Constantine was thrown directly out of Earth.

When Schiller found him, he was embedded directly on Mars. Fortunately, he wasn't photographed by the Mars rover, but he happened to run into Eddie, who was practicing space photography techniques nearby.

"Let's go quickly, Eddie." Schiller said to him.

When Eddie turned his head and saw Schiller, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "You ate a golden apple too? You were more... uh, more serious when you were young than I imagined."

"Are you listening to me?" Schiller said somewhat helplessly, "Never mind that person lying on the ground, hurry up and leave here."

"Who is he?"

"The famous Constantine."

"God. Venom!"

Venom instantly covered Eddie's entire body.

Schiller's dissuading words didn't have time to be spoken at all, and Venom had already jumped onto the surface of Mars. What Schiller actually wanted to say was that if you didn't call for mask support, he might not have been that interested in you; if you called Venom out, Constantine would be into this.

Sure enough, Schiller looked back and saw Constantine jump up with a carp-like flip. He didn't know what he said to Venom, which made Venom howl and chase him to hammer him. Eddie also had no intention of pulling him at all, and Constantine almost had his head bitten off.

Fortunately, he used a clone technique again to dodge the fatal blow. By the time Venom left, Schiller looked back and saw Constantine standing on Mars's moon shrugging his shoulders: "God, this Venom is also exceptionally hot. I just said they should go shoot magazine covers."

"What did you say to him?"

"I asked him if he could eat me, and then the two of us could have some cell-to-cell communication. He refused, but judging from his later actions, he was probably just playing hard to get."

Schiller still couldn't help but send a message to the main universe Batman—"Start fighting immediately!!!"

Constantine handed the energy he got to Schiller and said, "Now the task is completed, it's my free time. You have no opinion, right? If you have no opinion, I'm leaving."

"Wait," Schiller hurriedly called him and said, "No, you can't have free time in this universe." —Joke, if Constantine really took those two balls and eliminated them, wouldn't Greed fight him to the death?

"I'll just wander around," Constantine said, "I'm not a child anymore; are you still afraid I'll get lost? I'll just have free time for a little while, and I'll be back soon to build a body for Anya."

"No way," Schiller said, "Who knows if you want to set traps in the universe or something. Batman specifically told me not to let you leave my sight; you'd better not think about doing anything crooked."

Constantine sighed, but soon turned into a cluster of flames and disappeared. Schiller snorted coldly. Constantine is probably still unaware that now the whole universe has human eyes and ears, and he can't run anywhere.

Schiller returned to Earth, and at this time, the main universe Magneto finally finished reliving old dreams and began formal negotiations with the Avengers. And Greed, as a second-line hero in charge of transportation, was not qualified to participate in the negotiations, so he had to return to the Elder Hospital to help Strange fill in medical records.

The two of them met in the office. Greed looked up and saw the agent push the door in and put a cup of coffee in front of him. Greed picked up the cup, smelled it, blew on it gently, and let out a satisfied sigh after drinking it.

"Constantine disgusted you quite a bit, right?" Greed asked.

"It's okay, I believe someone is more disgusted than me." The agent found a chair and sat down, then said, "He helped Batman get a lot of energy. What do you think?"

"What do I think? I sit and watch. If I didn't want him to get energy, he wouldn't get a single point." Greed drank his coffee unhurriedly and said, "And, you think Constantine will obediently work for Batman?"

"But Batman should know him better than us. Actually, I also have some doubts. Such an important matter as preparing energy, why was it handed to Constantine? Isn't Batman afraid he'll drop the chain?"

"Batman must have a backup plan, or rather, he brought Constantine over just to confuse our sight. The war had already begun long before it started."

The agent frowned and said, "But energy is indeed a big problem. If Batman doesn't rely on Constantine, he should think of other ways, but it seems no abnormalities have been found."

"He doesn't necessarily have to get energy in our universe," Greed shook his head and said, "As long as it's the same world, then going to other universes on our side to get it and bringing it back is the same, right?"

"So, Constantine is a smokescreen to confuse us? He is trying to find a way in other universes?"

"Can't be sure." Greed continued, "Logically speaking, no matter how much energy is obtained here, it is unreliable, because after all, the essence of energy is borrowing. Although you don't have to pay it back, those Demon Gods can play tricks. If some key energy has problems, I'm afraid their front line will collapse across the board soon. Batman won't take this risk."

"But they need energy. Superheroes like Wonder Woman need continuous combat, and the base also needs enough energy for defense. If they don't count on the energy here, what else can they do?"

"Although Batman sometimes acts like that kind of Q&A artificial intelligence, he is much more flexible than artificial intelligence. Believe me, he will have an unexpected appearance."

"How is it on the main universe side?"

Greed smiled and said, "Batman's best move is to throw Bruce and the others over. The main universe will be in chaos soon."

In the meeting hall, the Avengers members were discussing fiercely, mainly bargaining with the main universe, finalizing various transaction terms and details such as post-war compensation, and also determining the power the main universe currently possesses. These are all trivial and troublesome things, but they always have to be discussed.

Magneto is actually also a good negotiator. Don't look at his few words, but he is exceptionally stubborn. Basically, no one can persuade him to change what he has decided, no matter how tempting the conditions are, he won't loosen his mouth. He may not be able to win much benefit, but he can definitely protect the bottom line. The Avengers also have a headache about this.

But just when they tried to persuade Magneto to make concessions again, Magneto's face suddenly changed. He stood up from his seat with a 'whoosh', and the magnetic field around him was almost solidified.

"What did you say? The Mechanical Overlord Iron Man invaded our universe? Why would he do this?!"