Chapter 4597

Until walking into the Justice League's office, Anatoly's face was not very good. He went in, but locked Schiller and Deathstroke outside, saying he wanted to talk to the Justice League alone.

"They won't fight, will they?" Deathstroke asked.

"Hard to say before, but shouldn't now." Schiller said, "After all, they have to save some strength to fish people from the Source Wall."

"So what exactly is going on?" Deathstroke asked.

Schiller gave a brief overview. Actually, he didn't look at the memory carefully, just knew a result. Anyway, it was Bruce's operation that pushed everyone onto the Source Wall. And once hung on it, no matter how great the ability, there is no way to come down by himself.

"God." Deathstroke said, "So what's going on with that wall?"

"That's not a wall, it can be called the universe's protective cover, which can prevent the real universe from being threatened by external forces. Precisely because of this, things hung on it can't come down."

"Then can that Russian guy get them down?"

"Maybe." Schiller said, "He should have a way, it just depends on the size of the movement."

"Still need to consider the size of the movement?" Deathstroke said, "You found a Russian, you only need to consider whether the movement is big or extra big."

"That's not necessarily true. He has a completely quiet and efficient plan, but unfortunately, he doesn't want to use it."

"What plan?"

"Find Lucifer." Schiller smiled again and said, "Unfortunately, the two of them are in a Cold War."

"What's going on with this?"

This time Schiller didn't explain in detail, just said: "The two of them had a small conflict and have been in a Cold War for more than ten years."

"More than ten years?! You can just say they broke up..."

Schiller shook his head and said: "Lucifer is a long-lived species, living from before Genesis to now. Ten years for him counts at most as two and a half days. For a Cold War, this time is not long enough."

"Yeah, Soviets are best at this, right?"

The two of them laughed together. But soon, Schiller said: "Actually, it's not difficult to get these people down, the difficulty lies in having to be completely harmless and not damage any one of them. This requires very delicate operational skills."

"Doesn't sound like something humans can complete." Deathstroke commented, "That Russian guy doesn't look special either, can he do it?"

"You know, in order not to bow his head in the Cold War, Soviets can do anything."

Speaking of this, Anatoly pushed the door and came out. Wonder Woman chased after him. Hal also followed him. Only Arthur at the back said: "Why is this first Lantern so strange, why do I feel he has a Russian accent in his English?"

"Do you speak Russian?"

"I've chatted with fish over there." Arthur said, "But I didn't dare to chat much, you know, I'm afraid there are KGB among them."

"Where did he go?" Schiller looked at the direction where that group of people disappeared.

"Over at the main Lantern furnace." Arthur said, "Not to mention, this first Lantern is quite righteous. As soon as we said let him help find Batman, he agreed immediately. And the matter of using the power of the seven lights, he didn't shirk either. I really don't know why the little blue men wanted to lock him up at the beginning."

"Maybe it's because at that time, he hadn't been in a Cold War with Lucifer yet." Schiller laughed again.

Then the two of them also went to the Lantern furnace, just in time to hear Anatoly saying: "The United States sacrificed the wisdom of everyone for more than two hundred years in exchange for one Batman. I think this is worth it. The design of this Lantern furnace is very ingenious, even more brilliant than the Guardians of the Universe. This can't be said to be just a late-mover advantage, he indeed has some attainments in mechanical engineering."

"Alright, let's study the power of the seven lights here first." Anatoly said, "Now I'm going to the multiverse to inquire, it should be news soon. Wait for me to come back."

"I feel a bit tired, I'm going back to sleep for a while." Schiller suddenly said. Deathstroke looked at him with full question marks. It's just dawn and you want to sleep?

However, they hadn't slept much for the past few days to complete the mission. He is a cyborg, it doesn't matter if he sleeps or not, but this killer whale disguised as a normal person still needs to sleep.

Deathstroke felt that there would probably be a fierce battle later, so he also went back to rest. Little did he know, he was really sleeping, while Schiller went back to the high tower.

"He is ten thousand percent going to inquire about Lucifer's news." Greed leaned on the railing of the patio and said, "But we can't let Lucifer know, because if he does, he loses."

"That's right, he will secretly go to inquire." Another voice came from below, "If Lucifer didn't intend to reconcile with him actively, he would definitely not go to beg him to get them down from the Source Wall."

"Long-lived species are really troublesome." Another voice came from high up, "Otherwise, after more than ten years of Cold War, there should be a winner."

"I feel something is wrong." Arrogance opened his mouth and said, "Does Lucifer know Anatoly is the first Lantern?"

"How could he not know, he is an administrator, he can see backend data."

"Oh, that's right. Bruce is also an administrator, and he didn't hang everyone on the wall together. The degree of unprofessionalism of these angels is shocking."

"My God, so Lucifer doesn't know yet?"

"He might know he is alive, but doesn't know he has returned." Another voice came, "God probably doesn't want his eldest son to have too much contact with Anatoly. Once fooled, isn't that enough?"

"You mean, God is also helping Anatoly hide it?"

"My God, then if Lucifer finds out, won't he go crazy?"

"No, I think if Anatoly hides it from Lucifer, he must have his reasons. It's definitely not to make him sad."

"What could be the reason? Could it be that he's afraid God will target him?"

"If he were afraid of God, he wouldn't do those things."

The discussion in the high tower became more and more heated. Greed suggested: "We should really send someone to watch the fun."

"Forget it, you can't follow him without being discovered." A voice came from the bottom of the high tower, "I tried to follow him to the cafeteria before, and was discovered before I left the corridor of that floor."

"This guy's KGB isn't for nothing, his anti-reconnaissance awareness is too strong. If he knows we are following him to watch the fun, I won't have a good end."

"Then what to do? I really want to know if he went to find Lucifer. It's a pity to miss such a rare fun."

"If it were us, he would definitely know we want to watch the fun. But there is one trait that won't."

"Ah, I know, Agent." Greed looked at the agent downstairs and said, "He knows you are just for the mission."

"I'm not going."

"Why?"

"What kind of bullshit mission is watching the fun?"

"Then I'll rephrase it." Greed cleared his throat, "Supervise the Source Wall rescue plan."

"Then I can just squat by the Source Wall, why follow him?"

"Uh, or just protect him closely?"

"Does he still need my protection?"

"Generally speaking, no. But if he goes to find Lucifer and is discovered by Lucifer that he returned long ago, they will inevitably have a fight."

"So what? Can I beat him, or can I beat Lucifer?"

"But if you stand between the two of them, they definitely won't dare to do anything. Because Lucifer knows you have a close relationship with Anatoly, and Anatoly knows you anchored Lucifer. For the sake of the other party, they won't dare to do anything to you."

The agent looked speechless. Greed continued to make persistent efforts: "And you can completely reverse his stereotype of American agents."

"What stereotype?"

"Uh, stupid and incompetent, right?"

"Then he's not stereotypical enough. Stupid, incompetent, and reckless, completely unprofessional, vigilance comparable to an adult banana, and the efficiency of killing his own people is ten times that of killing enemies. How could I not know?"

Now it was Greed's turn to be speechless. He said: "But you are not like this, you can completely leave him with a shrewd and capable good impression."

"Haven't you noticed?" The agent pointed out, "It's the pathological characteristics remaining on you that make you want to seek his approval. But I don't need to."

"It's not about seeking approval now, we just want to watch the fun!" Another voice came from the bottom of the high tower, "If you know him well enough, you will know what a rare opportunity this is. I think you have already discovered that he is a more difficult person than Batman. It's not easy to see such a person eat shriveled."

"I also want to say," the agent said, "You are closest to him, and you just think about watching his fun every day?"

"For a long time, this has been our driving force. Anyway, if you don't go, we will go ourselves..."

The agent sighed long and said: "I'd better go. But he probably wants to do a lot of occult research, I don't understand this aspect."

"Find a teammate." Greed said, "I'll help you contact. Remember not to stay too far, especially when he is preparing to go to Heaven."

When Schiller opened his eyes, he sighed first. Recently he really sighed often. However, considering the trouble the multiverse is facing now, this sigh frequency is actually not high.

Soon he saw the news of the Battleworld, and then came to the landing point of the Battleworld transmission in the main universe, which was also in the Justice League base. However, because Batman was not there, the person who approved it became Superman. Schiller clearly greeted him in advance. The light of the transmission array flashed, and a figure in a long trench coat walked out of it.

Schiller walked up to shake hands with Constantine. Because considering that this time it might be related to Heaven, so the Constantine from the movie universe was found. In the multiverse, only his power comes more from religion.

"You look much better." Schiller looked at Constantine and said, "Did you quit smoking?"

"No." Constantine took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth. However, he had a good habit, which was that he only poisoned himself. He rarely smoked when there were people around.

Constantine looked much healthier indeed. Although he was still thin and pale, he was much stronger than the half-dead look before. He walked to the reception area and sat down, and Schiller sat opposite him.

"So, the mission this time is..."

Schiller opened his mouth, and for a moment didn't know how to say it. He felt that if he told Constantine directly that he was going to watch Lucifer and someone fight, Constantine would definitely put a flaming Gatling gun to his head and let him wake up.

So he changed to a tactful way of saying it: "We invited an expert to solve the case of Batman's disappearance in the multiverse. During the process, we might encounter some friends from Heaven and Hell. We need to protect him throughout to ensure that Batman can be saved."

"I see. It seems those archangels and Satans are restless again." Constantine shook his head and said, "But I didn't expect them to dare to move Batman. This is not a good choice, simply muddled."

"Who says it isn't." Schiller also took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, sneered and said, "I really don't know which reckless guy caused the trouble, and which unlucky guy came to clean up the mess for him."

?? Busy until after eleven, sorry for being late