Dante and Bruce Wayne's expressions changed drastically.
Dante knew that Chthon, that old geezer, was the source of Wanda's Chaos Magic, and one of the most powerful demons on Earth.
Although Bruce Wayne didn't know Chthon's specific abilities, he had seen traces of Chthon in the ancient texts of old forces like the League of Assassins.
Such an existence, which could only be found in fragments within ancient texts, now appeared before them.
The most obvious change was in the Devil Dinosaur. His beastly intuition told him that the girl at this moment was not his old buddy, but another existence.
"Roar~"
This time, Dante didn't hear a translation. It was truly just the Devil Dinosaur's subconscious sound.
The moment a top-tier big shot like Chthon appeared, he immediately dominated the entire scene, and the Devil Dinosaur didn't even dare to breathe.
But as everyone knows, in such an urgent situation...
There's always some clueless idiot who breaks the tension.
"Huh? Where did this kid come from?"
Hal Jordan, that simpleton, walked straight over and gestured at the girl's height...
"Only up to my belly! Kid, whose family are you from in town? Are you from Snow White and the Prince's family? Or the gardener and the mistress's family... No, Snow White's family shouldn't be able to have a Black child, otherwise the Prince would definitely be cuckolded..."
While muttering, he even patted Chthon on the head.
Dante's heart also went up and down with Hal Jordan's hand, incredibly nervous.
Normally, Hal Jordan absolutely couldn't be this foolish.
After all, he was the best pilot, so he certainly wasn't lacking in intelligence.
It seemed that staying in this reality-distorting space for too long, even with peak willpower to protect himself from assimilation, the severance and stimulation of two worldviews and realities had somewhat caused psychological problems for Hal Jordan.
After getting out, he probably wouldn't be able to fly a plane for a while. He'd definitely fail the psychological test.
Dante couldn't see Chthon, who was blocked by Hal Jordan. After all, the body he possessed was indeed a shorty.
But he knew that Chthon would absolutely not let Hal Jordan off the hook.
So Dante had already raised his hand, and the Will Green Light instantly transformed into a spherical barrier, pulling Hal Jordan back.
The moment Dante took Hal Jordan away, the spot where Hal Jordan had just been standing was immediately attacked by several streams of black energy.
Old Gods like Chthon on Earth would strike without hesitation, completely unlike that lazy, shut-in Cyttorak.
They'd take revenge on the spot.
Hal Jordan looked at the scene before him, and his heart immediately pounded...
"How can you, a kid, start hitting people! I just said you were short, didn't I? Whose kid isn't short when they're little! Is it really necessary to go this far!"
"You shut up!"
After removing the barrier, Dante immediately gave Hal Jordan a refreshing slap!
Dante felt a slight regret in his heart.
With Hal Jordan's interruption, the best opportunity to trick Chthon with words was missed just like that.
"Mortal, disrespect me, and there is only death."
Chthon said with a gloomy expression, but since he was currently using Moon Girl's body, there was no sense of oppression from a visual standpoint.
Moreover, this guy completely lacked the gravitas of an ancient Earthly deity. He directly ambushed Hal Jordan, an ordinary person without any abilities, without saying a word.
Truly vicious...
"Respected Chthon, I wonder why you chose to possess this poor girl? And why did you create this reality-distorting space?"
"Your power is very peculiar and very strong. I've never seen it before..." Chthon finally began to carefully observe Dante, frowning involuntarily. "And you actually possess complete divinity... but your body is indeed that of a mortal."
Chthon didn't answer Dante's words. Instead, he spoke evasively.
But the amount of information... was considerable.
So, in the eyes of these ancient great gods, did he actually possess complete divinity?
Dante pondered slightly, and it seemed there were some clues.
Either he had once transformed into Ion Man. After all, Jack Bright had also said that a god for a minute is still a god, so it was normal for the concept of divinity to be born within him.
And there was also... the Dionysus Factor.
After all, the Dionysus Factor was a famous cheat in the DC Universe, clearly thrown in by editors to easily retcon or change the plot later.
After possessing the pure Dionysus Factor, no matter how he was killed, he would respawn somewhere after his resurrection bar was full.
Dimensional Devil Gods didn't care much for divinity, for example, Cyttorak.
But as a native Old God, Chthon couldn't ignore it.
In the eyes of these Old Gods, divinity was like a deity's ID card.
With this thing, even if you were weak, Chthon would at least treat you as a weak peer.
And not like Hal Jordan, where he intended to directly kill him.
Mortals were nothing but ants in Chthon's eyes.
Gods didn't care about the lives of humans.
Just as humans never cared about the lives of ants.
"Respected Chthon, you still haven't answered my question."
"It's not that I don't want to answer you, but I don't know how to answer." A hint of helplessness was revealed in Chthon's voice. "When I woke from my slumber, I was already inside this girl... And this reality-distorting space already existed before I woke up."
Dante frowned.
Chthon shouldn't be lying...
These deities, with the exception of that big demon Mephisto, generally disdained lying to people.
And Dante now had a bold guess...
That was, the Chthon before him was Chthon, but not the true Underworld God Chthon!
After all, Chthon was the source of Wanda's Chaos Magic. If his true body had possessed her, Dante wouldn't have had time to rescue Hal Jordan at all.
Moreover, as the so-called source of Chaos Magic, twisting and rewriting reality was his specialty, so how could he show a "helpless" expression towards this reality-distorting space?
Thinking of this, Dante pondered everything related to Chthon...
Then, he revealed a hint of a smile.
"You're not Chthon, are you?" Dante's expression suddenly changed, his previous humility instantly thrown ten thousand miles away. "What should I call you? Should I continue to call you Chthon, or darkhold?"
"Holy crap! How did you know!"
"Moon Girl" looked at Dante in disbelief. This strange god before her... how did he discover her?
"If you were truly Chthon, then you would have already broken through this reality-distorting space and left." Dante said, spreading his hands. "As for darkhold... I was bluffing you."
"Damn it!" the darkhold suddenly lost a bit of control.
Although Dante was threatening him verbally, he was already prepared to act at any moment.
Even if it was the darkhold's own consciousness, he couldn't let his guard down.
After all, it was written by Chthon, and although it was called a book, it was essentially a divine artifact of the same origin as Chthon.
It could borrow some power from Chthon.
Thinking of this, Dante's expression became even more resolute...
The Red Lantern Ring also suddenly lit up, and the Rage Red Light, mixed with the strange energy of the Crimson Cosmos, shot up into the sky.
It pierced straight through the roof of the Storybrooke Town library.
In this reality-distorting space, the Red Lantern energy was clearly a bit restless.
Then, the power of the Red and Green Lanterns combined again, and the Will Green Light and Rage Red Light simultaneously shone on the darkhold's face not far away.
"What do you mean by this? Are you going to fight this book?"
The darkhold, whose identity had been tricked out, no longer bothered to disguise herself. Looking at the two terrifying Emotional Spectrum energies around Dante, she showed a slight smile of disdain.
Then she spread her hands, leaped high, and pounced towards Dante...
Then she landed ten steps away in the most standard dogeza posture, and then, using the momentum of her forward rush, she slid on her knees all the way to Dante's front.
"Spare my life, I submit."
At this display, everyone present who was conscious was stunned.
No, buddy...
The fight hasn't even started yet! Why did you just slide on your knees and surrender!?
The darkhold, lying on the ground, slightly raised her head.
Seeing that Dante was a bit stunned, a dangerous smile appeared on her lips.
The girl suddenly stood up, gathered the power of Black Magic, and launched a sneak attack towards Dante's abdomen!
And Dante could only instinctively counterattack based on muscle memory...
Then the darkhold was embedded in the ground.
"You... what kind of move is this?"
The darkhold struggled to raise her head.
Dante lowered his head, rolled the power of Black Magic in his hand, and played with it.
Lowering his head, he smiled:
"Want to learn? I'll teach you."
...
Outside Storybrooke Town, Hela, Jack Bright, Thor, Loki, Wanda, and Harley Quinn had already arrived at the fastest speed.
Thor put down Jack Bright, who was already showing signs of motion sickness.
"Can you slow down when you turn... Ugh!"
Jack Bright vomited by the grass for a long time before he could finally stand up.
"Are you done throwing up? If you're done, let's go." Harley Quinn pointed in the direction where the Red Lantern energy had just shot up into the sky. "Only he can use the Rage Red Light here, so he must have already encountered a battle!"
"You're right, we should indeed go there..." Loki swallowed, then pointed to the sky. "But plans can't keep up with changes... Look at that thing in the sky, isn't it the Aether Particle recorded in Asgard's ancient texts?"
Loki, after all, was the smartest being in this current group, tied with Jack Bright. He was the first to notice something was off.
That so-called Aether Particle seemed to be... being artificially split apart!
"The Aether Particle, when complete, can rewrite reality, and it can also distort the reality of a part of space, then cut it off from the outside, forming an 'unexistent hidden place.' And after it's split apart..." Hela frowned, continuing, "It can be used to create Kursed Warrior..."
And the targets of those split Aether were...
All the residents of Storybrooke Town.
"Kursed Warrior? What's that?"
Thor was a bit dismissive.
This "Kursed Warrior" thing clearly looked like mass production, and as everyone knows, mass-produced things are always inferior.
However, the fairytale characters who were just greeting each other immediately stopped in place after the Aether fragments entered their bodies.
As if someone had pressed the pause button.
Like those movies where only a few people can act it out.
Except that kind of movie only makes people excited, and the scene in front of them was as bizarre as it gets...
"Click."
With a slight bone-cracking sound, all the fairytale characters in the entire town moved simultaneously.
They turned their heads uniformly towards the Star Team members.
Their eyes were vacant, like a group of expressionless, eerie puppets.
Then, their bodies gradually began to move, walking towards the Star Team members.
Their movements were stiff, but surprisingly consistent.
Thor, without a word, rapidly spun Mjolnir and rushed into the crowd of residents who had already become Kursed Warriors...
"Bang!"
A series of fierce actions, but the result was zero kills for five deaths.
Thor rushed in and just swung Mjolnir twice with great force, but found that the feel and the result were not quite right.
Then he was caught in a group beating by the Storybrooke Town residents.
After a round of kicking, a familiar face to Dante flew out a kick, sending Thor flying in front of the team.
It was Little Red Riding Hood.
Only now, she had taken off her red hood...
Wolf ears, canine teeth, and a pair of eerie green wolf eyes.
"To be honest, I miss those eyes, they remind me of Fenris... We haven't seen each other for a thousand years." Hela picked up her foolish younger brother. "Disorganized and undisciplined! On the battlefield, a warrior like you is the first to die! If you can't even restrain yourself, how can you become the God King who restrains all of Asgard in the future?"
Thor blushed a little.
He was genuinely not interested in the throne of Asgard.
But he always believed he was a great warrior.
It's just that... he seemed to have been a bit overconfident.
He wasn't afraid of Hela, but rather, he had been completely won over by this seemingly ruthless elder sister during their recent time together.
"I will learn from this lesson."
She was the true warrior, and he still had much to learn.
"Very good, now listen to my command..."
"Wanda and Harley protect Jack."
"Thor, Loki, and I will form a trinity formation and break through!"
"Star Team, attack!"
(To be continued.)
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