Chapter 4004: MU: The Super-Body Event (95)

The two flew all the way along the surface of the shield. There were no restrictions outside, so their speed was very fast. During this period, Strange even opened a portal, so they soon arrived at the other side of the Apokolips domain.

"Where is this?" Strange asked.

"It can be counted as an entrance and exit," Schiller said, "Before, the Green Lantern fleet came out from here. I guess they should also send some spaceships to patrol around later."

"Because of Asgard?"

"That's right, after losing the battle, Batman will only be more cautious. Asgard's sudden attack was really fatal; the Apokolips shield might not be able to withstand the full-power Rainbow Bridge. The best method is still to send troops to patrol; even if it can only hold back Asgard for a while, it can make the power of blitzkrieg greatly reduced."

Strange nodded. Fighting on the away field is already disadvantageous, and the first battle was not successful; Batman must adjust his strategy and cannot be reckless anymore. The top priority is not to let the opponent take advantage of the victory and pursue, but Asgard is very good at expanding its advantage. In order to prevent being constantly rolled like a snowball, he can only choose to shrink the defense line.

"Looks like the opponent's winning odds are not high." Strange said.

"Not necessarily, Batman is a person who is very good at seizing opportunities. And, our side looks very fierce, but rarely has experience in failure. Once caught by the opponent and a wave of losses is dealt, the speed of adjustment is still unknown."

Strange actually had a hidden worry in his heart. Don't let the fact that they seem to be cooperating well here fool you; that's only because they are benefiting from Asgard's presence. Asgard itself is a complete combat system, so it naturally has an advantage when fighting the mixed forces on the other side.

But what if the opponent's system troops fight their mixed troops? Looking at Doctor Strange's appearance, wouldn't it be defeated like a mountain?

"I hope Batman doesn't seize the opportunity." Strange let out a long sigh.

The two arrived there, and then found a planet's backside to hide. Schiller said: "Our side held a review meeting, Batman must also hold one. It's just that there are more injuries on their side, they need to rest first. Now it should be about time, Batman should also summon everyone for a meeting. Constantine must also be in the scope of the summons. If you want to go to the main star, without teleportation, then there is only one method—hitch a ride."

"You mean Constantine is going to hitch a ride on the patrol fleet? Wouldn't that be a huge waste of time?" Strange raised his eyebrows in surprise. "By the time those fleets finish their patrol and return, wouldn't the meeting be long over?"

"If it weren't for this, Constantine might not even come," Schiller hummed, "Do you think he would want to attend Batman's meeting?"

"Oh, that's true. This matter has nothing to do with him in the first place. If he went and was assigned some combat missions, he would have to use magic again; I guess he wouldn't want to take this mess."

"He will take action, but he will definitely only do things according to his own methods. Batman also knows this point, and this time the troop training is not training him. So even if he knows that hitching a ride is to deliberately delay time, he won't do anything to him."

"Speaking of which, if the goal is troop training, they actually made a profit this time. Because it exposed the problems in the team, and they lost the battle, everyone has a breath in their hearts, definitely pulling together."

Strange didn't finish, but Schiller also knew what he was referring to. People who lost the battle only want to think about how to win, while people who won the battle have to think about grabbing credit.

Although Asgard contributed the most this time, they had no interest in the Human Alliance. The person most interested, Doctor Strange, felt guilty due to his heavy losses and couldn't jump out openly, but the undercurrents beneath the surface had never ceased.

Schiller and Strange didn't wait too long, probably about half a day, and they saw a slightly familiar spaceship approaching Apokolips. It was a small silver spaceship, coming from the opposite direction of Schiller and the others.

"Wait, isn't that the Guardians of the Galaxy?" Strange said with some shock, "So that's where the lost Guardians of the Galaxy are. Which universe are they from? How are they so bold?"

"If they weren't bold, they wouldn't be them," Schiller still hid in the shadow of the planet, looking over there and saying, "I guess, they are planning a decapitation strike."

"Decapitation strike?!" Strange's tone was almost broken, "Decapitate whose head? Apokolips's? Or Darkseid's?"

"Of course it's Batman's," Schiller said somewhat helplessly, "With Star-Lord's brain, he would only think that Batman is an ordinary person, and he would die with one shot. So of course he would want to rush directly into Batman's pile and kill."

Strange slapped his forehead: "Even without talking about Darkseid, there are so many Supermen and Wonder Women, they will surround Batman tightly, how would they give a killer a chance?"

"You forgot, there are also good hands among Batmen," Schiller sneered, "Anyone who can think of this idea must have never been beaten by the President's iron fist."

"What now?" Strange said with some worry, "Looks like they are determined to go in, won't they be caught on the spot?"

"Don't worry, although Star-Lord's brain is not very good, the Guardians of the Galaxy have been wandering in the universe for so many years, and their basic vision is still there. They won't not know how powerful this behemoth in front of them is; if there were no way to mix in, they wouldn't come here."

"They can solve the Apokolips shield?!" Strange didn't believe it.

"As the saying goes, cats have cat ways, and mice have mouse ways. To have been on the run in the universe for so many years without being caught, and still managing to save up a certain amount of wealth, isn't done by just flapping one's lips. Just watch how they do it."

The two continued to wait, and the spaceship didn't rush to approach, but kept waiting there. Until another figure appeared on the front of the planet where Schiller and the others were hiding.

The other party had black hair and black eyes, wore a black windbreaker, carried a leather suitcase, was slender, had a cold face, and had a cigarette in his mouth that hadn't been lit, looking left and right, as if waiting for a bus.

The bus didn't wait, with a "buzz," several figures appeared behind him instantly. As soon as the other party turned his head, a laser gun was pointed at his forehead.

"It's actually a big fish," the leader wearing a cosmic combat suit said happily, "John Constantine, right? I've seen you in the combat data, the famous Hellblazer."

The other party lifted his hands with the suitcase, took two steps back and said: "Speak nicely, don't dance with knives and guns. Who are you?"

On the backside of the planet, Schiller, who had already heard the movement, brought Strange to not far away. Strange nudged Schiller with his elbow and asked: "Why isn't this Constantine blonde?"

"Things are getting interesting," Schiller smiled and said, "This happens to be a relatively serious Constantine."

Schiller had already recognized that the Constantine blocked by the Guardians of the Galaxy was the movie Constantine, that is, the Constantine played by Keanu Reeves. Famous scenes include but are not limited to the Gatling gun with fire, and giving Satan the middle finger.

Although the peak appearance of Keanu Reeves is very handsome, and the various special effects of the film are full, it is actually not very faithful to the comics. Movie Constantine is not that scummy; some of his inappropriate behaviors stem from resentment for late-stage lung cancer, and then for the sake of going to heaven, with a relatively strong purpose, not as disdainful and playful as in the comics.

Relatively speaking, the exorcism part is better displayed. Movie Constantine is an exorcist who is very good at using exorcism, has strong inspiration and magic power, and has a very tough attitude, hard-hitting various demons without mercy.

"Guardians of the Galaxy, have you heard of them?" Rocket walked up with a gun.

Constantine didn't speak, just slightly raised his eyelids, and took the cigarette out of his mouth. Seeing this action, Schiller hurriedly pulled Strange away—this is the rhythm of starting a fight.

Sure enough, the next second, a flaming whip slapped Rocket Raccoon away with a "pop." Immediately followed by a sweep, except for Gamora who landed steadily with a flip in the air, everyone else was knocked flying and fell heavily to the ground.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, he stomped his foot fiercely, the surrounding ground turned into a pitch-black swamp, and countless ghost hands stretched out from under the ground, firmly grabbing the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Constantine walked forward, tilted his head, waved his hand, threw the cigarette butt on Star-Lord's chest, and with a "whoosh," ignited a raging fire, burning Star-Lord until he screamed.

He took out another cigarette, lit it, took a puff, exhaled smoke, and then smacked his lips and said:

"I haven't heard of any Guardians of the Galaxy, but you have quite a lot of people; if I take you back to Batman, I might not have to go to that damn meeting."

"Wait!" Rocket, who was tied tightly by ghost hands and couldn't move his limbs, shouted, "You just want to sell your life to Batman like this?!"

"Where did you see me selling my life, little cat?" Constantine hummed lightly, exhaling smoke with the cigarette between his fingers, "Those who don't know would think we had a life-and-death battle."

"You damn bastard..."

Before Star-Lord finished speaking, the ghost hands pulled his limbs to the four sides, hurting him until he let out a scream. Gamora couldn't help turning her head and scolding him angrily: "Didn't you say Constantine was easy to bully?!"

"The ones we met before were indeed..."

"Hey, buddy," Strange lifted the invisibility spell and walked out—he still maintained Constantine's appearance, looked at Constantine and said, "I don't want to go to the meeting either, share the spoils."

The response to him was a flaming whip.

"Hey, wait!" Strange was almost hit, he had to retreat quickly, "We are on the same side, why are you hitting me?!"

Constantine didn't speak, just kept whipping at Strange. Only then did he remember that he was still wearing Constantine's appearance, and blonde Constantine is generally hated by people. It is very normal to be beaten by this relatively serious counterpart.

"Stop!" Strange shouted at him, "I'll warn you one last time! Stop hitting!"

Constantine acted as if he couldn't hear at all; finding the whip wasn't good, he grabbed into the void, and a flaming shotgun appeared in his hand.

Bang! A bullet with raging fire shot toward Strange.

"Stop!" Strange shouted at him. "This is my last warning! Stop fighting!"

Constantine acted as if he couldn't hear him at all. Finding the whip ineffective, he grabbed into the void, and a flaming shotgun appeared in his hands.

Bang! A bullet wreathed in roaring flames shot toward Strange.

The bullet left ripples on the golden magic circle. Strange drew smooth arcs in the air with both hands. "Light and darkness guard the heart, the soul remains eternal!"