Chapter 295: Super-Universe Deities, Chaos and Order
Aaron picked up the ruby and handed it to Raven, who examined it carefully, realizing more and more how familiar it felt.
Just like… the gem on her forehead!
"I've fulfilled your request, you know. It's time for you to fulfill mine."
Aaron chuckled.
Raven suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.
She tried to change the subject.
"What kind of power does this ruby have? It's somewhat similar to a magic seal, why does it look so…"
"Familiar? It should be familiar; this is the magic you know. I understood the general principle just by looking at it. What do you think of my move?"
"Very good, I mean, even more skilled and powerful than me."
Raven did not hold back her praise; she was speaking truthfully. Although she inherited many abilities from Trigon, she was not proficient in them at the moment.
The power she had currently unearthed was not even half of its full potential.
If she could unearth all of it, even if she couldn't defeat Trigon, it would be enough to resist his invasion of Earth.
Adding to that, they shared the same origin; if handled correctly, she might even be able to permanently seal Trigon.
Raven breathed a sigh of relief; Aaron had finally been distracted.
However, just as she thought this,
She saw Aaron take out his phone and start operating it.
Raven had a bad premonition, "What are you doing?"
"Looking for a hotel, of course!"
Aaron said matter-of-factly, "While the woods are nice, it's even better if we can find a suitable hotel."
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Raven fell silent.
Seeing Aaron's determined expression, she was a bit dumbfounded.
Although if the object was Aaron, there would be no loss.
But… Raven emphasized, "Let's be clear, we're just…"
Aaron quickly replied, "I know, I'll just rub; I definitely won't go in."
Raven opened her mouth, wasn't it agreed that it was limited to touching? How did it escalate to rubbing?
"I say… who exactly are you two?!"
Hawk Henry stumbled out of the shattered ruins, his face clouded as he looked at Aaron and Raven.
These two guys are too much!
They're looking down on me!
Aaron still didn't spare him a glance, while Raven's eyes glowed a faint red, shimmering with an eerie light.
Henry immediately became alert.
Raven, as if scanning their auras, shook her head coldly and said, "They have nothing to do with Him. It seems it was just a coincidence."
"However, they contain another kind of external power. Perhaps it's a special entity?"
Aaron didn't even lift his head. "They are the two great magical entities, God of Order and God of Chaos. Dorneis the spokesperson for Order, representing Order, and is a member of the friendly faction. Henry is the spokesperson for Chaos and needs a little attention, because Chaos, you know."
Raven nodded upon hearing this. "I'll keep an eye on him."
"Damn it!"
Henry was shaking with anger at their words and actions. Ignoring Dorne's attempts to stop him, he strode over to stand in front of them.
"You two guys... I am me, not some damn Chaos!"
"Don't think that just because you dealt with a tiny demon that you're all that. This city belongs to us, and you're not welcome here!"
"Hall, they are not enemies!"
Dorne tried to stop him, but Henry flung her arm away. "Enough, you rookie! Whose side are you on, speaking up for them?!"
"Don't forget, you're still in your probationary period. Don't lecture me, you're not qualified, understand?"
"If it happens again, go back home to your mommy. Don't drag me down!"
Henry was already very displeased with Dorne Granger. The Dove in his mind was still his younger brother, Donald.
Even though Dorne had gained the same power as his brother and received divine recognition.
But that didn't mean he was willing to acknowledge her.
He had always been reckless and irritable. Previously, his brother could restrain him, but now that his brother was dead, he not only didn't improve but became even worse.
The Power of the God of Chaos is not so easy to control.
Dorne's face alternated between green and pale. She just wanted to fight crime, why did it turn out like this?
Aaron paused slightly, looked up and glanced at the two, then let out a scoff.
"You, are you mocking me?"
Henry's sharp gaze came over.
"What kind of look is that? Are you looking at trash?"
Aaron nodded, "Congratulations, you guessed correctly."
"Shit, you f*cking..."
Henry reached out to give the other party a piece of his mind.
However, Aaron made no other movement. Clusters of black shadowy tentacles suddenly surged from behind him, forming a gaping dark abyss. Before Henry could react, it swallowed him whole!
Henry's last conscious moment was utter darkness, and then... 0 for fresh flowers
[Chaos Magic Remnant: You have acquired some power characteristics of the God of Chaos.]
[Chaos Magic (Wanda Chaos Magic + Entropy Power + Chthon God Power + Entity Power + Emperor Zeus Power + Chaos Magic...): You have mastered Chaos Magic, the concept of Chaos. You can destroy everything, including the Multiverse itself.]
Excellent, Chaos Magic has grown stronger again!
It's just a pity that the DC God of Chaos was merely a representative of Chaos who had acquired some power from the Goddess of Magic and the Hanged Man.
His status was not particularly high.
However, Aaron also successfully broke through the Multiverse barrier in one fell swoop, becoming a Super-Cosmic level deity.
His Chaos Magic was elevated to Super-Cosmic level first, but his actual combat strength far exceeded the limits of this level!
Aaron could sense the vast, destructive power of Chaos within him.
The entropy of the entire world was celebrating the birth of the new king, manifesting in reality as countless bizarre earthquakes and volcanic eruptions.
And in the distant starry sky, many stars in a state of extinction died, or transformed into black holes, devouring everything around them.
Supernova explosions were prematurely triggered one by one.
The probability of star collisions greatly increased.
It seemed as if the entire universe was moving from Order towards destruction.
Even the rules of this universe had been broken by Chaos, showing signs of heading towards a doomsday fate.
After the initial surge in Chaos Magic, Aaron realized that this power was too vast, and even the power balance within his body was subtly disrupted.
However, he could still control this power. His physique was strong enough, and his other powers were not insignificant, still able to contend with the suddenly increasing Chaos Magic.
"What's wrong with you?"
Raven snapped back to reality. She felt no aversion to Aaron killing Henry, but rather sensed the terrifying dark aura that instantly surged from within Aaron.
That was an ultimate terror, surpassing Trigon, surpassing everything!
"It's nothing, I just need a little help from Miss Dorne."
Aaron looked at the still dazed White Dove Dorne Granger, then suddenly appeared beside her, taking a strand of her hair and melting it down.
[Order Magic Remnant: You have acquired some power characteristics of the God of Order.]
[Order Power (Order Magic + Power of the Primordial Lord of Heaven + Anti-Entropy Power + Entity Power + God of Magic + Others): You have mastered the concept of Order, the cornerstone of cosmic stability. The more stable the world, the greater its quantity. Earth].
Chapter 296: Power of Balance, Holly Granger
As the Power of Order strengthened,
the Chaos and Order within Aaron's body barely regained balance.
In fact, the Power of Order Aaron wielded was not as strong as Chaos Magic, because Chaos Magic had integrated a top-tier Marvel power—Chaos Magic.
This power created a huge chasm between the two.
However, Aaron's other powers could now easily support the Power of Order, allowing the two to achieve balance. Er 1 (shirt wu qiujiu lu shan er yue [-]) yi
The most significant contributor among them was the inconspicuous Star-Eater Power!
The incomplete version of Star-Eater Power Aaronobtained from Gamora, though not in its complete form, represented the cosmic rule of balance and was a type of Balance Power.
If Order was strong, then Star-Eater Power would automatically shift to Devouring to maintain balance.
If Chaos was strong, Star-Eater Power would, in turn, transform into Order to maintain justice and peace.
This is also why Planet Devourer always dies in various major events, a crucial reason for the "three-seven-seven" rule.
Balance Power always made him appear at the necessary moment, attempting to turn the tide.
But as for the outcome... those who know, know. While Planet Devourer always appears when needed, many times he's just a sacrificial lamb.
Although Aaron's Star-Eater Power was incomplete, combined with Devouring Power and God Power, it could easily make Chaos Magic behave.
As balance was restored again,
Anti-Entropy Power began to subtly act upon the entire universe.
The world, which was originally heading towards its end, was once again twisted back onto its normal path.
The active entropy quickly settled down, and even showed signs of decreasing.
The rapidly expanding, scorching universe was as if doused with cold water, and also calmed down.
The light of the stars became even more dazzling,
and the complex, chaotic stars returned to their original orbits, each performing its own function.
The various natural disasters that had suddenly become active on Earth also quickly subsided, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
Even the crime rates in various countries and major cities decreased.
Especially in crime-ridden cities like Gotham, the crime rate first surged, and various villains temporarily decided to cause a big commotion.
But soon, as soon as they stepped out, they saw Batmansweep by, and they quickly calmed down again, deciding to sleep on it first.
The surging crime rate plummeted again, as if everyone had entered sage mode tonight.
The fluctuations of Chaos Magic and Order Power even affected Trigon, the extra-dimensional demon lord located outside the Reality Universe.
"What?! Ten sacrificial rituals failed almost simultaneously? What happened? Weren't they just saying things were going well and the situation was flourishing?"
Trigon angrily picked up a small demon, his four large red eyes spewing scorching flames.
Just a moment ago, his pawns, left on Earth long ago, had all simultaneously begun sacrificial rituals.
And the feedback was very smooth; his demon subordinates were already on the verge of stepping into the real world through the portal opened by the ritual.
He was close to having them bring Raven back to him, and then conquer Earth.
However, this situation lasted for less than a minute,
the previously smooth rituals were almost simultaneously interrupted by various problems.
Either they were crushed by divine retribution from above, or distracted by beautiful women leading to power supply interruptions and failure, or heart palpitations or sudden cardiac arrest caused the ritual leader to faint.
Even those demons of his who had one foot in the portal lost their legs or half their bodies due to the ritual's interruption.
All of this seemed like the Goddess of Fate was playing a little joke on him.
First giving him hope, and then cruelly trampling that hope underfoot!
"My Lord, I don't know!"
The bull-headed "little demon" being held trembled.
However, before he could finish speaking, Trigon easily crushed his head like a watermelon.
"Goddesses of Fate, it must be you bitches!"
"Once I dominate the far reaches of reality, I will definitely do you a hundred times, a hundred times!"
Meanwhile, on Earth in the Reality Universe.
Raven stared blankly as Aaron's terrifying dark power was pulled back by another surge of Order and light.
Aaron once again returned to his previous calm and stable state.
But that fleeting, terrifying power fluctuation still made Raven look on with great interest.
She now somewhat believed that Aaron could help her deal with Trigon.
The intensity of this power fluctuation... she had never felt it, not even from Trigon himself!
At the very least, Aaron was an existence on par with Trigon.
However,
Raven said with a hint of worry, "Your power seems to be beyond your control? We should find a way, if it's really impossible... then abandon this power."
Raven looked at Aaron and thought of herself. In fact, she also possessed a greater power within her. Once she truly used the power of her flowing bloodline, she would enter a black mode.
However, while that mode could bring her immense power, it would also affect her mind, causing her to act in crazy and aggressive ways... 0
It was as if she had become a different person, something that even she found terrifying.
Unless absolutely necessary, she would never use that power.
Aaron smiled faintly, "Don't worry about me. I'm different from you. This is my power, absolutely under my control."
"Of course, Miss Dorne Granger, are you willing to contribute to the balance and peace of the world?"
White Dove Dorne looked up, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Me? Can I?"
"But... Hawk is dead, and with my current strength..."
Dorne was not confident. Just as Henry had said, she was a rookie, a Superhero intern. Without Henry leading the team, she was simply not competent enough to fulfill the duties of a Superhero.
Moreover, Dove needs to train with Hawk to unleash her true power.
Aaron smiled mysteriously and said, "That's not a problem. I hear you also have a younger sister?"
"H-Huh?"
Dorne was a little surprised, "You mean... Holly?"
Dorne had a younger sister named Holly Granger, but she was just an ordinary person.
Aaron nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he teleported Holly over.
"Eh, where am I?"
Holly Granger was a beautiful woman with long, wavy red hair. Although she was younger, she was already fully developed; her peaks were quite graceful and prominent.
She was not at all inferior to her older sister, Dorne.
Before Holly could react, Aaron injected Chaos Magic into her body, transforming her into the new generation's Hawk.
At the same time, Aaron also used Order Power to strengthen Dorne, allowing her to exert even greater power.
In the original story, after Henry's Death, Holly was chosen by the God of Chaos to become the new Hawk.
Aaron merely accelerated this process.
"Explain clearly to your sister. After you both adapt to your abilities, I will take you to another world to uphold justice."
"Compared to this world, that place needs you more."
Without giving Dorne time to refuse, Aaron directly pulled Raven to the chosen hotel.
Leaving behind a complicated-faced Dorne and a completely bewildered Holly.
Just then,
A dark magical entity manifested from the void.
"Holly Granger, are you willing to become my spokesperson and maintain this world's... Huh? What the f*ck!"
Chapter 297: Chaos Gone Mad, Order Rolled Away
"How is this possible? Why did you bypass me and become the new Hawk?!"
"I don't recall ever looking for you as a spokesperson!"
The dark entity transformed into a blurry figure, its face indiscernible.
But its agitated tone revealed its inner confusion and anger.
"Who are you?"
Holly was utterly bewildered; she still hadn't fully processed what was happening.
One moment she was watching TV at home, the next she was brought by a super handsome guy and imbued with Chaos Magic.
And her sister, Dorne, was actually the legendary Superhero, Dove.
The handsome guy just left, and then another black sphere appeared.
This black sphere could even speak!
Compared to the bewildered Holly, Dorne reacted, realizing that this situation... she had experienced it too!
However, what she encountered back then was a little sun that made one feel warm, full of hope and love.
This one, however, was extreme darkness, making one feel cold.
"You are... the God of Chaos?"
Dorne thought of a possibility: her sister was chosen to replace Henry as the new generation's Hawk?
"Spokesperson of Order... tell me about her situation. Who stole my power!"
The God of Chaos's tone was filled with anger.
He had noticed Holly a long time ago. Just as Chaos and Order are opposing yet 30 "brothers," the successors of Hawk and Dove are best chosen from those with a close relationship.
Either siblings or lovers.
When Dorne was chosen to become the new generation's Dove, Holly had already entered his sight as a backup plan.
So, the moment Henry suddenly died, the God of Chaostracked him down and, according to plan, chose Holly.
But instead, he saw this scene.
Besides him, there was actually another God of Chaos?
That shouldn't be!
Logically, there should only be one Chaos Lord.
There were a few Lords of Order, though.
Could it be that without his knowledge, Chaos had a new controller?
But why wasn't his power divided?
The God of Chaos thought a lot.
Dorne frowned, not knowing what to say. Holly spoke bluntly, "I'm sorry, I've already become Aaron's Chaos spokesperson. You should look for someone else."
Although Holly didn't know what was happening, serving under a super handsome guy was clearly more pleasant than being the spokesperson for an ugly black sphere.
This was the power of good looks.
Who told the God of Chaos that his looks were so bad, and his stats seemed to be poor too?
"Aaron? Who is that?"
The God of Chaos murmured, instinctively gazing at the Chaos River.
Although the DC Universe does not have a rule like some fantasy or Xianxia worlds where only one deity is allowed per authority.
But as the Chaos Lord, he needed to understand his other "colleagues."
Dorne's expression was tense, even viewing the God of Chaos as a potential opponent.
She vaguely sensed something was wrong, fearing that the other party would attack her sister.
However, at this moment,
As the God of Chaos followed the Chaos thread to search for Aaron,
In the boundless darkness, a terrifying gaze, cold as an ancient taboo, opened its eyes from the darkness.
Apparently displeased by the God of Chaos disturbing his slumber, those eyes made no secret of their malice. Infinite rules, like a tangible substance, eerily intertwined, accompanied by vast and boundless infinite divine power. Just one glance made the God of Chaos feel inner terror and shock.
Heavens, what terrifying eyes those were!
At that instant,
The God of Chaos perceived Chaos Magic far beyond his own, as well as ultimate darkness, suffocating Death, and incomprehensible, anomalous extradimensional grotesqueness!
The God of Chaos swore he had never seen such a terrifying existence—an unspeakable deity, a demon god not tolerated by the world, a monster that shouldn't exist beyond the Reality Universe!
Fear, strife, arrogance, greed, incomprehensible crimson... and of course, a black hole seemingly devouring everything, positioned right in the center of those eyes!
Without him realizing it, he had undergone a will judgment, and without exception, he lost terribly.
If this were a game, he would have at least dozens of negative buffs above his head.
Fortunately, he was a god, the Chaos Lord.
Unfortunately, gods also feel fear, and moreover, before he became a god, he was not a mage.
"Ah ah ah ah!"
The God of Chaos could no longer endure that prickling sensation, like a thorn in his back, as if encountering a natural enemy and about to die the next second.
In front of Holly and Dorne, this formless and insubstantial Chaos Lord screamed in horror, like a madman, plunging back into the void and disappearing.
Holly and Dorne looked at each other, both bewildered.
After a while,
Holly broke the silence, uncertainly saying, "Sister, Chaos seemed to have... gone mad just now?"
Dorne nodded, then shook her head, "An illusion, it must be an illusion. How could Chaos go mad? He himself represents madness and chaos!"
Even a Hell joke wouldn't be this outrageous!
Just then, another golden orb of light appeared from the void.
It was none other than the God of Order!
He had sensed the appearance of Chaos and wanted to observe the new Hawk candidate.
Hawk and Dove were their jointly chosen spokespersons, also a form of cooperation between Order and Chaos.
It was also a symbol of balance.
However, he personally witnessed Chaos fleeing like a madman.
While the God of Order was puzzled, he manifested, wanting to understand the situation.
"Dorne Granger, what just happened?"
Dorne looked at the God of Order with much more respect, whispering, "I don't know either. The God of Chaos saw something just now, and then he became like that."
"How is that possible? What could he not bear to see?"
The God of Order expressed doubt, instinctively wanting to follow the traces of Chaos.
Dorne noticed his intention and tactfully said, "I don't recommend you do that. Although I don't know what he saw, it must be absolutely extraordinary."
The God of Order hesitated for a moment, but he didn't listen because he needed to clarify this matter.
Chaos's condition just now seemed mentally unstable, with the possibility of going completely mad.
If the situation wasn't clarified, Chaos might cause great turmoil again due to madness.
As Order, his friend and nemesis, he would naturally be the first to bear the brunt.
However, just as the God of Order had this thought,
A snort came from the void.
"Annoying fellow, get lost!"
The God of Order's mind felt as if it had been struck by a sledgehammer, and the light cluster became subtly unstable.
And in the next second, his gaze, hidden within the light, changed, "Okay, I'll get lost right now!"
Then,
The orb of light, in front of Holly and Dorne, truly rolled like a ball into the void.
The two were even more bewildered.
What the hell?
Are you guys here to be funny?
Dorne then guessed a possibility, "Hiss, could it be... Aaron? He... He scared away both the God of Chaos and the God of Order?!"
"Heavens, who exactly is he? Is he the omnipotent God?"
Chapter 298: Plastic Girl, I've Become a Vengeful Daughter
Pictured: Plastic Girl (Elasti-Woman), Rita Farr.
Inside a nearby hotel,
Raven bit her silver teeth and said, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just two guys who didn't know their place. I've already driven them away. Let's continue!"
Aaron finished speaking, not even looking at the Chaos and Order Power he had casually refined, and directly buried himself in his work.
The Gods of Order and Chaos in the DC Universe did not have high statuses.
They were even weaker than his own Chaos and Order.
After all, they were just mass-produced goods.
For every additional Chaos Lord or Order Lord, a portion of their strength and authority would be siphoned away.
Therefore, even though they were pioneers, for now, Aaron was their superior deity!
After refining the divine power of the two, there was no improvement.
So, seizing the present was the real deal.
One must always remember one core and two basic points; both hands must grasp firmly, and both hands must be strong!
Aaron, at this moment, had a sudden idea and suggested to Raven, who was clearly very constrained and reserved:
"Rachel, activate your black form first."
"No, that feeling is very bad."
Raven shook her head without thinking, "I might lose control if I activate my black form."
"It's okay, I'll keep you rational, don't worry."
Aaron said softly. Raven only hesitated for a moment. Though her mouth said no, her body unconsciously activated her black form.
In her black form, Raven's magic power increased a hundredfold. Her beautiful complexion was as pale as if she had lost blood, and even her lips were slightly white.
But there were some tiny black lines on her face, and her eyes were a deep, inky black.
However, the ruby on her head glowed brightly, adding a touch of vitality to Raven.
It must be said that Raven in her black form was truly magnificent, possessing a unique sense of allure, especially her untamed posture, like a proud wild horse, stirring a desire for conquest.
Aaron even felt a slight increase; it was not an illusion. Raven's control over power was astonishing.
At this moment,
Raven, who had been quite reserved, now showed a scornful smile, "Man, is that all you've got?"
Aaron raised an eyebrow. "That's it, that's the spirit!"
Originally, Raven was too weak. He needed to fight to his heart's content, to fight against strong opponents!
The black-formed Raven was barely adequate.
Raven noticed the change, scoffed, and her demeanor became even more contemptuous. The divine power inherited from Trigon surged wildly throughout her body.
"Standing before you is Trigon's daughter, who is even better than him!"
"If my father knew of your actions, you would die a very miserable Death!"
"But before my father makes his move, you must defeat me first!"
"Come on, let me see what you've got!"
Hmm hmm, that's it!
Maintain this defiant posture. The more untamed she is, the greater the sense of accomplishment after defeating her!
"Hmph, you audacious demon! Watch me deploy Optimus Prime!"
Aaron attacked decisively. He wanted to teach the demoness a lesson, then kill the demon, and save the world.
While attacking, he also casually applied The Green (DC Universe Life Force) and Super Resilience buffs to Raven.
And he, on the other hand, used abilities such as Size Manipulation and Vibration.
Of course, for a fairer fight, he did not choose to use the Speed Force.
Otherwise, a thousand or ten thousand strikes per second would be nothing.
Moreover, due to the Speed Force's protection, there would absolutely be no injuries; friction causing fire would be impossible.
Aaron could actually control it a bit, maintaining an optimal frequency to keep the other party always at a special point.
But there's no need to know that, right.
So far, no one has been able to make Aaron go all out.
A master is destined to be lonely.
The next day,
As soon as Aaron left his room, he saw the sisters Hollyand Dorne already waiting outside the door.
Their eyes still held a lingering awe; the encounter of the two gods of Order and Chaos, upon closer reflection, was nothing short of astonishing.
"Boss, your breakfast."
Holly took out a bottle of milk and slices of bread.
Aaron casually accepted them, not refusing her kindness.
However, as an upright person, Aaron had known since childhood about giving and receiving, so he decided that in the future, he would also give Holly milk.
Aaron ate as he spoke, "Have you understood everything clearly?"
Holly nodded, "Dorne has told me everything. I am willing to be your spokesperson, so what do I need to do next?"
"Are we going to that world now?"
Holly looked eager, full of anticipation for the upcoming adventure.
She wanted to become a Superhero, to protect the world like her sister.
Even if it was another Multiverse, Aaron said that world needed them more, didn't he?
Aaron thought for a moment, "For now, no. This is the situation of that Multiverse. You two should understand it first. Next..."
"Before going to another world, I have a task to give you."
Aaron split two light clusters and poured them into Dorneand Holly's bodies. The two quickly digested the information about the Dark Multiverse, while listening patiently.
"You need more helpers. In the coming time, you will do what you want to do to familiarize yourselves with your abilities, and at the same time, look for some 'suitable' helpers."
"I have only one requirement: they must be female!"
Dorne and Holly found this request strange. It felt like he was choosing concubines.
However, after learning about Paradise Island, which was entirely female, they suddenly understood.
No wonder this request was necessary.
But this was also good.
They, as women, could also become the absolute main force in protecting the world!
Thinking of this, a person popped into Dorne's mind.
"I have a target. Her name is Rita Farr, codenamed Plastic Girl or Elasti-Girl. She can expand and contract her body at will, like rubber."
"I think she can become our new member!"
Aaron heard this and nodded indifferently.
He had vaguely heard of Plastic Girl. She appeared in the American dramas Titans Universe and Doom Patrol. Her abilities were average, her fame was not prominent, and she was almost untraceable. The only impression she gave was being large and white.
"Alright, you two go find her first. I'll personally go see her if I get a chance."
Aaron casually sent them away.
He actually didn't have high hopes for the new recruitment efforts.
The more, the merrier.
But for now,
He should first foster affection with Miss Raven.
And deal with Trigon first.
Thinking of this, Aaron's mouth twitched.
"Damn it, I've become a father-avenger too!"
"First step on shore, cut down the cheap father-in-law."
Chapter 299: The Legends Team and Mad Dog Trigon
Pictured: Sara Lance, the White Canary.
For several days,
Aaron and Raven spent a sweet week in the western city.
Raven, who once only wanted to fight Trigon, found what she had always dreamed of with Aaron—a sense of security.
Yes, this young girl, who had just come of age, seemed cold and unfeeling, but in reality, she was the most insecure.
Ever since she awakened Trigon's power and her mother died tragically, Raven had not experienced true peace for a long time.
No matter where she was, she always had the illusion of being watched, as if some danger in fate was forcing her to constantly move forward.
Raven had originally thought of seeking help from others, forming a team, just like the Justice League, working together to overcome difficulties.
But now, she had met Aaron. Although Trigon had not yet been dealt with, she had already experienced that long-lost peace.
Aaron's embrace, his arms, were like the safest harbor, driving away all prying eyes.
How to put it, it was like the mountain-like father other girls talked about.
The word 'father' in Raven's memory was synonymous with danger and Death.
She had always thought she would never truly understand the father other girls spoke of.
But now, she vaguely understood the meaning of 'father'.
Although Aaron was not her father.
The care and warmth he gave her, however, were so reassuring.
For a moment, Raven even wanted to live like this forever.
She feared Trigon would find them and destroy this tranquility.
"For Aaron, for this modern life, Trigon, my father, please truly die!"
Raven looked at Aaron, who was smiling beside her, and made a decision in her heart.
"What's wrong?"
Aaron seemed to sense something and asked with concern.
Raven smiled sweetly and shook her head, "Nothing, I was just wondering why Trigon hasn't made any moves recently."
She smiled very happily and optimistically, which was absolutely unimaginable before she met Aaron.
Aaron laughed heartily upon hearing this, "Trigon's contingencies left on Earth have all been wiped out. At least for this period, he has no chance of entering the Reality Universe."
Although the Order Power was a fleeting moment that reversed the balance of the entire Multiverse, it made Trigon pay a heavy price.
Aaron estimated that Trigon should still be trying to re-establish his presence in this world.
But it was also strange that he had not detected any power fluctuations related to Trigon, as if the other party was not paying attention to this Multiverse.
Raven naturally didn't know this. She nodded distractedly, but in her heart, she wished Trigon would come quickly. As long as she could solve him once and for all, she could live with Aaron forever.
It was at this moment, not far from the two,
With a subtle temporal fluctuation,
A huge spaceship just stopped above the city.
However, the surrounding ordinary people could not see this scene. Only Aaron and Raven, seeing through the disguise, saw it.
"What is this?"
Raven frowned, subconsciously wondering if this thing was related to Trigon.
"The Legends Team? Why are they here?"
Aaron spoke a term unfamiliar to Raven.
Aaron was also quite surprised. Although The Legends Team's world and the Titans Universe both belonged to the DC Universe, in reality, these two belonged to different Earths.
The Legends Team belonged to the Arrowverse, while the Titans Universe was a standalone system.
Apart from some characters having the same names, the story developments of the two were vastly different.
How could The Legends Team, who should be busy saving their own world, end up here?
"The Legends Team? Are they legends?"
Raven was quite curious.
Aaron shook his head, "They're just a bunch of third-rate Superheroes and villains who huddle together for warmth. Besides having a time-traveling spaceship, there's nothing special about them."
Raven nodded, "Then what 'rate' am I?"
Aaron was silent for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Third-rate?"
Well, although Raven's father was Trigon, a famous magical villain, due to certain reasons, Raven and the Titan members' presence was almost nonexistent.
If it weren't for some special reasons, Raven would be somewhat outstanding in certain fields, otherwise, she might not even be as good as The Legends Team.
Raven wasn't discouraged by this. She just asked casually and wasn't concerned about her own positioning.
"They're here!"
"They're actually coming for us."
Aaron was a little surprised. Although he was curious, he didn't try to understand the situation.
Even though he had thousands of ways to find out their purpose, maintaining a bit of mystery occasionally was a pleasant surprise.
Soon, a group of people walked out of the spaceship.
"The man in the lead is Rip Hunter, the Time Master. The woman in the white leather jacket next to him, subtly taking the center position, is Sara Lance, the White Canary. The person holding a tech gun and wearing a blue uniform is Captain Cold, Leonard Snart. The bald man is Heat Wave, Mick Rory. The two on the right, one old and one young, are Jefferson Jackson and Martin Stein, respectively; they can merge to form Firestorm. The young man in blue next to them, wearing a helmet, is Atom, Ray Palmer. And the last bird-man is Carter Hall."
Aaron briefly introduced them to Raven. Raven secretly memorized their names, and then the ruby on her forehead began to flash slightly.
"They're coming for me?"
Raven could sense that most of the gazes were on her, except for one person, the only woman.
The man in the trench coat in the lead approached Aaronand Raven, "Are you Raven? Trigon's daughter?"
Captain Cold, Leonard, clearly didn't have as much patience, "Raven, your father has gone mad. He's come to our universe, causing mass slaughter, and now he's preparing to gather a demon army to destroy our world. You must stop that madman!"
"Hmm? Trigon is in your world?"
Raven's brows twitched, and Aaron spoke first.
At this moment, Sara Lance, who had been staring at Aaron, spoke up:
"We don't know the exact situation, but his subordinates have been searching the world for something called 'fate,' causing havoc in multiple areas of Earth and even at different time points."
"Based on our speculation, perhaps he is looking for the God of Fate, Nabu?"
Aaron asked in surprise, "Are you sure? The God of Fate, Nabu, went crazy to provoke Trigon? Besides, what did he do to make Trigon abandon this world and cause trouble on your Earth?"
In Aaron's memory, no major war had broken out between Trigon and Nabu.
Could it be that Doctor Fate provoked Trigon?
But what kind of feat did he accomplish to enrage Trigon?
No, the Arrowverse doesn't seem to have Doctor Fate!
Fate
Besides Doctor Fate and the God of Fate,
There were only Destiny, the eldest of the Endless, and the Three Fates.
However, Trigon wouldn't dare to provoke the Endless even with a hundred guts.
So there's only one answer, the Three Fates!
Then the question arises,
What did the Three Fates do to make Trigon turn into a mad dog?
Aaron thought for a moment, then his expression suddenly became very strange.
Could it be... me?
Chapter 300: Debating the Heroes, White Canary's Father
Aaron's Super Brain operated rapidly, and he quickly completed the puzzle based on fragmented information.
Because when the powers of Order and Chaos Magicincreased, it triggered a series of chain reactions.
Among them, Trigon lost all his pawns in this incident.
Did Trigon think this incident was the Three Fates' fault, so as soon as he heard news of the Three Fates, he went all the way to cause trouble?
Sitting at home, trouble comes from the sky.
The Three Fates are probably cursing themselves right now.
Aaron didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, so the Three Fates might be able to deduce the whole story from some clues.
However, Aaron wasn't worried that the Three Fates would have problems.
DC's Three Fates are among the top tier of ancient gods.
They don't even flinch when facing Dream, and even dare to show him attitude.
Although Trigon is strong, the most powerful interdimensional demon, a mighty dragon cannot suppress a local snake.
The Three Fates might be a bit disheveled at most, but they would definitely be fine.
However, when the city gates catch fire, the fish in the pond suffer. The Three Fates are fine, but the universe where The Legends Team resides became a casualty.
Having said that, Aaron had no sense of shame.
After all, he didn't deliberately guide this matter. Who told Trigon to be so stupid?
"You seem to know something?"
Sara, who had been staring at Aaron, noticed his thoughtful gaze and tried to ask.
Raven also looked over. Aaron nodded, "You're mistaken. Trigon isn't looking for the God of Fate, Nabu. Nabu wouldn't provoke that madman."
"He's looking for the Three Fates because of a small misunderstanding, and your world is just the unlucky victim in the process of that misunderstanding."
The God of Fate, Nabu, might not even be able to defeat Trigon himself, so there's no reason for him to actively provoke him.
Moreover, Nabu always chooses spokespersons or possesses mortals to achieve his goals, such as Dove and Doctor Fate.
The Legends Team, however, was clearly unaware of this.
Although they could travel through time and knew many secrets that others didn't, they certainly didn't understand the complex relationships among the higher-level deities.
"Misunderstanding? You're saying our world is on the brink of destruction because of a small misunderstanding?"
Rip Hunter, the former Time Master and current captain of the Waverider and leader of the team, twitched his mouth. Even he, a former Time Investigator, found this statement hard to accept.
Let alone the rest of The Legends Team.
Jefferson, one of the Firestorm, even exclaimed, "Oh my brother, you must be joking. Trigon is a demon lord. Would he be so stupid as to find the wrong person?"
Raven frowned, "He's always been quite stupid."
Aaron added, "Also, you, the one who took over as the third party, get lost. I don't have that 'brother.'"
"Took over as the third party? How could I... Well, I guess I really am?"
Jefferson initially wanted to vehemently object, but after thinking about it, he was speechless.
Aaron and Raven simultaneously ignored this clearly undeveloped individual.
At this moment, Atom, Ray Palmer, spoke up, "Then, Mister and Miss Raven, can you help us stop Trigon?"
Aaron raised an eyebrow, "Why don't you try using your Super Powers and Super Brain? I suggest you wear your underwear on the outside to deal with Trigon, instead of just being Atom and begging everyone."
"Huh? Underwear on the outside?"
Ray Palmer was stunned, "Are you saying... Superman?"
"Me? Superman? Take down Trigon?!"
Rip Hunter thought for a moment, "Could it be you from another parallel universe?"
Ray Palmer's mouth was slightly agape. So he could transform into Superman? What a loss, what a loss!
Heat Wave, Mick, interjected, "Miss Raven, you don't know how cruel that demon is. He madly slaughters every living creature he sees. Wherever he goes, Hellfireburns endlessly, leaving nothing alive. I think you've definitely never seen that terrifying scene. We should kill him."
Raven said expressionlessly, "He is my father."
Mick's expression was a bit annoyed. Then his tone changed, "Ah... well, perhaps you could also try to persuade him, clear up the misunderstanding, and leave our universe?"
"I think any father, even a demon, should accept his daughter's suggestion, right?"
"He killed my mother, and he tried to kill me."
Raven showed no further emotion, speaking words that would drive others mad in the calmest tone.
Mick was stunned. He was carefully choosing his words, pondering the true relationship between Raven and Trigon.
After thinking, he realized this issue was too complex, so he looked at Aaron, "Sir, I think you should go and see the world burning in flames. Believe me, you will be filled with rage."
0 for fresh flowers
"Oh, so in that case, the first thing I should do is kill you?"
Aaron chuckled, "As an arsonist, do you have the right to call others arsonists?"
Mick's smile froze, and he immediately fell silent.
Seeing this, Captain Cold, Leonard, immediately realized that his current teammates were useless, and he still needed to step forward.
As he took a step forward, Aaron glanced at him, "You, who became a criminal because of abuse from your father, are essentially no different from Trigon."
Leonard was directly silenced.
Rip Hunter looked left and right. It seemed only he, as the captain, could step in.
Just as he was about to speak, Aaron waved his hand and said casually, "Are you sure you want me to reveal the true purpose of you forming this team?"
"..."
Rip Hunter's expression kept changing. Who exactly was this guy? Why did he know their experiences so thoroughly?
He had never seen this guy. Was he also a Time Watcher? But he had never heard any information about him. This is not scientific.
Sara Lance had also intended to speak, but seeing Aaronsilence many of her teammates with just a few words, Sara hesitated for a moment.
Fortunately, there were still normal people present.
Martin Stein, one of the Firestorm, stepped forward, "Handsome sir, if I'm not mistaken, Trigon's misunderstanding should be related to you?"
"And you and Trigon probably don't get along that well either. In this regard, I think our positions are consistent."
Aaron glanced at him, not refuting.
"You're absolutely right."
Martin and the others' faces lit up with joy, but Aaron's next sentence brought them back to reality.
"But why should I save your world? I'm not your daddy."
"Ah, this..."
Everyone was dumbfounded. They didn't understand. The atmosphere had been built up to this point, shouldn't they be hot-headed and join them to fight the great demon king to save the world?
Whether Superheroes or villains, there was no need to refuse.
Heat Wave and Captain Cold had the most to say.
But they never expected Aaron to be so "rational" and so "cold and heartless." That was an innocent world!
At this moment, Sara suddenly said out of the blue, "Daddy."
"Ah?!"
Chapter 301: In the Name of the Father, Hexagonal Stats Monster
"Daddy! Daddy! My dear daddy!"
Sara's string of "daddy"s silenced everyone, including Aaron.
The scene was utterly silent.
Raven looked at Sara, her golden hair particularly striking, and her heterochromatic eyes were a stark contrast to Aaron's black hair and dark eyes.
Then there was the skin tone typical of Caucasians.
Raven looked at Aaron, her gaze seeming to ask, 'Where did you get such a grown-up daughter?'
For a moment, Aaron wondered if he had traveled to Sara's past, cuckolded her father, and given birth to Sara.
Otherwise, why would Sara so naturally utter those two words?
"Who is Quentin Lance?"
Aaron suddenly asked.
Sara replied without an ounce of guilt, "My dad."
"Who am I?"
"Dad!"
"..."
Rip Hunter and the others looked bewildered. Two dads? Does your mother know? Does Quentin Lance know?
If they "913" knew, would they really not sacrifice family for righteousness?
Compared to Rip Hunter and the others, Aaron could understand the difference between the two dads.
One biological dad, one intimate dad... *hiss*, you really know how to play; it's our first time seeing this. Could my charm have increased with my physical evolution?
Sometimes, being excessively beautiful is also a bother.
Even a daughter can automatically appear.
"Time, coordinates, number of people, and, well, room number."
Aaron's words were concise and clear this time.
Sara breathed a sigh of relief, "If you don't mind, we can just stay around here, like that hotel?"
Aaron didn't say anything and walked ahead.
He was going to exercise his paternal authority, in the name of a father, to make Sara understand what respect meant.
Of course, before that, Aaron had perused the River of Time and knew that Sara had not had relations with the Green Hat Man, otherwise, even if Sara called him grandpa, it would be useless.
Raven hesitated to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she recalled the terror of being dominated last night.
Her body still hadn't recovered.
Forget it, let it be. Who told her she was weak?
As a woman, it was embarrassing to admit that she couldn't satisfy her man even after trying her best.
So Raven followed Aaron, hoping to find an opportunity to strike him hard and completely conquer him.
"No, why did we come here? To cross mountains and rivers just to deliver a daughter?"
Firestorm Jefferson's expression was comically exaggerated.
He didn't understand. Even with his racial talent, he couldn't make such an outstanding woman submit at first sight.
"Did you guys notice, Raven didn't object! How did that man do it? Is there no justice left!"
Heatwave Mick slapped his thigh and yelled, feeling like he'd lived his past thirty years in vain.
"Who can tell me how he did it? If I had even half his ability, I wouldn't be soloing until now!"
Ray Palmer, who had been muttering about becoming Superman, heard this and said faintly, "Haven't you figured it out yet? It's a difference in modeling, my brother. Your modeling is more than half off? Compared to him, it's like an ape that hasn't fully evolved."
He subtly glanced at Jefferson, then lowered his head and continued to chant about how to become Superman.
Mick was stunned, somewhat unwilling to accept this reality. He said unhappily, "Modeling is hopeless, are there any other better methods that don't require modeling?"
"There are, brother."
Rip Hunter looked at the retreating figures of Aaron and the two women and said, "If you don't have modeling, you can earn money. With enough money, you'll be fine."
"Money?" Mick looked troubled. If he had money, he wouldn't have resorted to arson.
"Neither money nor modeling, are there any other ways?"
Captain Cold Leonard's expression was normal, "Of course, then you can face legal charges. The judge and lawyers would be very happy to help you."
Mick's face became even more conflicted. He had just managed to go straight; he didn't want to greet his old friends again.
"Why is the gap between people so wide?"
Firestorm Martin shook his head, "Don't think about it. He's purely a stats monster. Don't compare yourself to him; that's just asking for humiliation."
In his decades of life, the most handsome celebrities or models he had seen, even purely in terms of physical appearance, were far inferior to Aaron.
Moreover, Aaron possessed a unique, enviable aura, as dazzling as the sun, even in darkness, so intensely hot.
Hawkman Carter Hall vigilantly looked at Hawkgirl Kendra, finding her gazing dreamily into the distance. The half of her face visible beneath her mask seemed to show regret and shame, as if she was sad that Aaron wasn't paying attention to her.
Seeing this, Carter gritted his teeth and said, "Are you very envious? Raven is Trigon's daughter. For the daughter of a demon lord to share the same man with another woman, if Trigon found out, his wrath would surely incinerate this universe."
These words were more effective than ice water, directly extinguishing the flames burning in Mick's heart.
That's right, the daughter of a dimensional demon lord was treated this way by Aaron. No matter how displeased Trigon was with Raven, he would absolutely not accept this humiliation.
Putting himself in Trigon's shoes, he would definitely go mad.
"I advise you all not to act rashly. He's very unusual, and he's already agreed to help us... Sara, to deal with Trigontogether."
Martin warned.
"Heh, he doesn't know the pros and cons; he just knows he's about to die, which is why he agreed to our request."
"Even if we didn't come, Trigon wouldn't spare him."
Hawkman said indignantly, "Sara was taken advantage of for free; Aaron can only unite with us!"
Rip Hunter frowned. Was it really like that?
He vaguely felt something was wrong; Aaron wasn't that simple.
He reviewed the past, scanning through time, and suddenly felt that some past memories were blurry, and some things had been silently replaced.
What's going on?
Rip Hunter's face darkened, but soon, his expression returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
"Alright, brothers, after Sara returns, we'll talk properly."
Everyone went to the bar directly opposite the hotel to wait. They waited for a day and a night.
Sara walked out, dragging her weary body, her steps faltering, clearly having suffered quite a bit.
This was the grace of a father.
"Sara, how are you?"
Rip Hunter walked up, looking at Sara in surprise.
Sara groaned hoarsely, "Nothing, just played for a day and a night without rest."
Hiss, that's nothing? Her voice was hoarse, and her body was like mud.
That man, if it's not his own woman, he really goes all out!
But a day and a night? 4.1 seriously? There's no way such an amazing person exists in this world!
Sara didn't want to talk, just gulped down drinks to quench her thirst.
Even though Aaron had restored her state earlier, the last wave didn't have that, and her body was severely dehydrated.
And because of the deep father-daughter affection, she had cried out "father" and "dad" many times in emotion, which made her voice hoarse.
However, even in this state, she put down her drink and couldn't help but smile, "Get ready, we'll leave after they finish."
"They? You mean... they're still going?!"
Jefferson's eyes widened. Is that even human?
Sara nodded, a satisfied smile on her face, and reminisced, "Don't be so surprised, it's only the second round. Otherwise, how do you think I came down?"
No way, is there really such a fierce general in the world?
Truly a six-sided super stats monster!
We're all human, so why are you the only one so outstanding?
Chapter 302: Magic Nemesis, I Exceed Your Imagination's Limit
Amidst their astonishment,
Heatwave Mick asked the question everyone wanted to ask.
"Sara, what exactly are you thinking? Do you know him?"
Mick gestured for a long time but still didn't say those two words.
But everyone understood the unspoken meaning.
Sara said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal?"
She drank heartily, glanced at them, and scoffed, "Don't tell me you guys haven't played before."
"This is America. Everyone knows everyone here. What's there to be surprised about?"
"Are you still virgins?"
Sara's eyes widened slightly, sweeping over everyone with a scrutinizing gaze.
Whether others were or not, she certainly wasn't today.
Her biological father, the police officer, couldn't come to a western city in another universe to be a gatekeeper.
Meanwhile, in Star City of another universe,
Sara Lance's biological father, Quentin Lance, who was troubled by his other rebellious daughter, Laurel, sneezed heavily.
"Quentin, who's thinking of you?" his partner teased. 08
Quentin Lance shook his head helplessly, "Oh please, who would think of an old man like me?"
"Maybe it's your daughter?" His old buddy patted his shoulder.
Quentin's mouth twitched at the words, and he sighed, "I know Laurel; she wishes she were as far away from me as possible right now. Who would miss a constantly nagging old father?"
Quentin Lance didn't know that the one thinking of him was another daughter, Sara Lance, who should have died, and who had recently been bombarded with "heavy artillery" in various ways.
Titans Universe Bar.
The others, stung by Sara's scrutinizing gaze, unconsciously turned their heads, looking rather unnatural.
It must be said, calling out "dad" was common.
But calling it out on the first time, that was truly a first.
But thinking about it, who could refuse a pure stats monster?
If Sara hadn't called it out quickly, Hawkgirl would probably have jumped in first.
"Don't overthink it. At least now I'm his daughter, and it's only natural for a father to help his daughter."
Sara Lance said these words calmly and naturally.
The others hesitated, wanting to speak. Although this was indeed the best method, but... Rip Hunter said tactfully, "Sara, there's no one else here. You don't have to put yourself through such hardship; just be normal. We appreciate your contributions."
Sara smiled indifferently.
Hardship? Who was suffering? It was only today that she truly understood a woman's pleasure.
She had truly lived her past days in vain.
Rich? Handsome? What a joke. Big is the truth, and long-lasting is king!
Moreover, Aaron is handsome and strong. If he were to upload just one selfie online, countless people would be clamoring for his attention, yet unable to attain it.
Suffer a loss? Ha, not a single loss, but a full stomach, stuffed to death. It's a huge gain, isn't it?!
"We expect to wait another night; the battle should be over by then."
Sara estimated. Hearing this, the others exchanged glances and no longer dwelled on Sara's address for Aaron.
This woman... she's practically poisoned by Aaron, too deep in character to be saved.
But then again...
Ray Palmer, the Atom, muttered, "How powerful is Aaronexactly? How is he stronger than us? Is there a difference in being one or two inches stronger??!"
"No matter how strong, he can't be stronger than a motor, right?"
Sara pursed her lips and chuckled, saying nothing, but her disdainful sidelong glance clearly showed Ray's ignorance.
A group of pathetic mortals, your barren minds will never be able to comprehend things beyond your understanding.
Just as you will never comprehend Aaron's terrifying power.
If there is a heaven on earth, then being by Aaron's side is being in heaven.
The bar fell silent once more.
Kendra, Hawkgirl, felt an itch in her heart.
She wondered if, had she called him "Daddy" first, she would be the one by Aaron's side now? She was stronger than Sara; surely she would enjoy it longer?
She didn't know she was thinking wishful thoughts; Aaron was picky and wouldn't be so hungry as to eat anything.
Hawkgirl had reincarnated through many lives, sleeping with countless people, and it was even possible she had awakened past memories.
In this life, she was still a black woman... milk was out of the question, and if she dared to shout it out, she would hit the jackpot, happily receiving a reincarnation package.
One night passed.
The Legends Team, enduring their exhausted bodies, their bloodshot eyes stared numbly at the door.
Finally, they waited for that man.
Behind a refreshed Aaron, Raven followed, her steps somewhat unsteady.
Everyone was greatly alarmed.
No way, he took down another one? How hard are you exactly? You're truly a hard man, as the name suggests!
"Oh, everyone's here!"
Aaron, as if unaware that everyone had been waiting there, said with a smile.
Rip Hunter, with his "Sharingan" eyes, said gloomily, "We've been here all along, we haven't left."
"Ah? Is that so!"
Aaron oh'd, then continued, "Then why aren't you sleeping? Don't you want to?"
"..."
"Fuck!"
Is it that we don't want to? Our world is about to be screwed, and our teammate has been screwed by you. And we're supposed to sleep? Who could sleep?!
Jefferson, Firestorm, grumbled, "It's only a day and two nights. We're young, we don't need to sleep."
Martin, Firestorm, raised his hand to indicate he had something to say. You being young is true, but I, an old man, truly can't take it anymore.
If he hadn't had some foundation from his research days, he feared he would have completely fallen asleep with his head buried.
Aaron looked over. "Speaking of which, you're a scientist, already seventy or eighty years old. Why are you still running around with them? Aren't you afraid you'll fall one day and die?"
Martin choked on his words and coughed repeatedly.
Rip Hunter quickly took over, fearing that his hard-won teammates, whom he had managed to sway with a sense of greater good, would regain their will and leave the team. "Now our world is being ravaged by Trigon. Where is there truly a safe place?"
"We should set off first. As far as I know, Savage and his people are also plotting something in the future. He seems to have gathered a group of subordinates, preparing to reverse the past, which is now."
"If we don't hurry, we will face an even more troublesome mess."
Aaron nodded, "For Sara and Raven's sake, I'll help you all."
"You, come here."
Aaron pointed at the Atom, who walked over in a daze.
Aaron touched his shoulder with a finger, and the latter instantly felt something surge into his body.
"This is..."
"I have bestowed upon you fire resistance and dark aura resistance. At least you won't have to worry about being burned to ashes by the flames on Trigon's body from getting too close."
As he spoke, a ball of fire appeared in Aaron's hand. Ray Palmer had no time to react and watched the flames burn his hand, yet he felt no discomfort.
Ray Palmer tried to approach the flames with an iron rod, but in a single breath, it was burned away by the flames!
"Hiss, terrifying!"
Everyone was greatly astonished, their expressions becoming eager.
"What are you looking at? Come one by one."
Aaron gestured for them to step forward. Ostensibly, he was giving them buffs, but in reality, he was casually refining their abilities.
Hawkgirl still tried to flirt, but Aaron ignored her, quickly moving away with a look of disdain.
Hawkgirl, deep in her infatuation, did not notice that Aaron had tampered with her N-metal.
[Magic Bane (N-Metal): Your power now possesses a formidable magic-breaking attribute, granting a powerful special attack against almost any magic or energy entity, and special life forms!]
Chapter 303: Indestructible Soul, Constantine is my teammate?!
PS: The picture is of Raven. Chapter 302 is still in the small dark room. I'll post it in related works for now. Those who haven't read it can go take a look.
[Indestructible Soul (N-Metal, Hyper-dimensional Memory, Soul Power, Repair Power, Call of Cthulhu, Aesir Body, Telekinesis...): Your soul possesses powerful immortality, immune to most methods (magic, special attacks), and synchronized with the Indestructible Body, possessing extremely powerful soul strength. Even if the body is destroyed, the soul can exist forever and can carry memories and power into reincarnation at any time.]
Oh, wow, it was a huge success!
Aaron carefully felt the changes in his soul.
Originally, after refining the Soul Stone, his soul had already ascended to cosmic-level strength, and his soul could easily traverse dimensional universes even when out of his body.
He could even easily transform into a Dimensional Demon God.
And now, after merging the characteristics of N-metal,
His soul completed its final link, truly gaining soul immortality after integrating the many soul-related abilities he had acquired in the past!
This immortality includes the mythical immortality of the Aesir Body, the Outer God immortality from the Call of Cthulhu, the reincarnation setting of N-metal, as well as Hyper-dimensional Memory, and the unique immortality gained after synchronizing with the Indestructible Soul.
The fusion of these many forms of immortality transformed into a soul version of the "Indestructible Body."
As strong as the physical body is, the soul can also become equally strong.
Including many temporary physical body amplification multipliers, all are simultaneously applied to the soul.
Body and soul are perfectly integrated, evolving synchronously, without flaws, virtually unresolvable.
As he continues to evolve infinitely, his soul will continue to strengthen.
Just thinking about it feels great!
In any case, Aaron himself had no way to destroy his own soul.
This soul immortality is much stronger than the description provided!
And the Magic Bane ability,
Although he hadn't tested how strong the scope of this magic special attack was, Aaron, through mental deduction, discovered that this ability could destroy white magic, black magic, the Phoenix Force, chaos magic, souls, demons, and even other dark or orderly powers.
In other words,
The special attack range of this ability covers all energy except physical defense!
Although it originated from N-metal, its upper limit far exceeded N-metal.
All energy that N-metal could destroy, it could also destroy.
All energy that N-metal could not destroy, it could also destroy.
In short, Magic Bane is an Inhibition Field specialized in energy attacks, a super-enhanced version of the Soul Blade.
Aaron thought about whether he could combine Magic Bane and the Inhibition Field into a sure-kill technique that could break everything.
This might still require some catalyst.
"The best way to resist Magic Bane is absolute physical defense. This might be unsolvable for Hawkgirl and Hawkman, but it's not a weakness for me~"
Aaron pondered. If there was the hardest substance... it would be his own body!
With various special metals and Kryptonian enhancements, his physical body was the hardest, most terrifying weapon in the world.
For energy or rule-based attacks, he would use the Inhibition Field and Magic Bane.
For physical attacks, he would break them with a single punch!
"Speaking of which, just an inconspicuous N-metal can trigger such a great qualitative change. I remember that besides N-metal, there are many other special metals in the DC Universe?"
Aaron secretly pondered.
N-metal is the Ninth Metal, a dark metal filled with dark energy. Its applicability is wide, and its characteristic is to subvert all physical and magical rules.
Things like nullifying gravity for flight, reducing energy (magic) damage, accelerating healing, and enhancing strength are all very basic powers.
It can even make Hawkman, Hawkgirl, and Vandal Savage constantly reincarnate, living forever.
Since it is the Ninth Metal, there are naturally other Eighth and Tenth Metals.
For example, the basic component of Diana's sword of vulcan is a divine metal called the Eighth Metal.
Aaron did not get any extra boost after refining it.
The Eighth Metal is more like a combination of the DC version of uru metal and Vibranium, with its main characteristic being enchantment and a strong affinity for magic.
Ancient gods loved to use it to forge artifacts; almost all ancient god equipment was made of the Eighth Metal.
And the Tenth Metal is called X-Metal, said to possess infinite possibilities, and was once used to create universes, miracle wish-granting machines, and the like.
If the Tenth Metal exists in this world, then Aaron will definitely get his hands on it.
In addition,
There are also other metals such as the Dionysium, Promethium, and Bat-metal.
It's worth mentioning that the genuine Dionysium is only possessed by certain special Jokers, and its main characteristic is regenerative ability.
"If I get the chance, I must find a way to get all these metals and refine them."
"Perhaps there will be an unexpected surprise?"
"At the very least, I can fuse all metals to form my unique, strongest X-Metal!"
"If I use this X-Metal to build transformers, then even Primus and Unicron could be easily defeated!"
While Aaron's thoughts drifted, he had already applied buffs to the entire Legends Team.
Unfortunately, except for the inconspicuous Hawkman who gave him an extra surprise,
Everyone else, without exception, was a "blank slate."
They provided no boost to Aaron.
It made sense, though.
The Legends Team was a group of third-tier nobodies, a fringe team formed by utilizing discarded individuals.
They either played with fire, or played with ice, then grew larger, or boxed.
Thinking of this,
Aaron couldn't help but shake his head. "What a bunch of misfits. Relying on this group of cannon fodder, and they still want to save the world?"
Aaron estimated that even Rip Hunter, the one who recruited The Legends Team, probably wasn't confident in whether this team could help him achieve his goal.
He himself likely held these guys in considerable disdain.
In the DC Universe, The Legends Team probably sits at the same table as the Suicide Squad. Saving the world still relies on the Justice League, or at the very least, the Justice Society."
As a proper team, it didn't even have a true strategist.
The Justice League, however, has Batman as its strategist, Superman as the main damage dealer, Dianaand Aquaman as secondary damage dealers and utility, Cyborg as the IT expert, and The Flash as the clutch MVP and ultimate fallback... Now, that's a complete and healthy team.
As for a hastily assembled loser alliance like The Legends Team... Forget it, I shouldn't have had high expectations in the first place.
Thinking this, Aaron composed himself.
"Alright, is everyone ready? No one's speaking? Then let's go!"
Without waiting for them to speak, Aaron opened a spacetime portal to The Legends Team's universe.
He stepped through with Raven and Sara.
Rip Hunter belatedly exclaimed, "Wait, we still have the spaceship!"
He received no reply, but the spacetime portal suddenly expanded a thousandfold, easily large enough to accommodate the Waverider spacetime ship.
Rip Hunter and the others exchanged glances, then piloted the Waverider to follow.
"Wait, before we go after Trigon, perhaps we should consult a professional."
Rip Hunter, panting, approached Aaron.
"A professional?"
Aaron frowned slightly, glancing at Raven. Speaking of professionals, who could be more professional than Trigon's daughter, Raven?
"Yes, a professional!"
Rip Hunter emphasized, snapping his fingers. "I've already contacted a new friend we found earlier. He's been monitoring Trigon's movements while we were away, and he's on his way here now."
"He is the most authoritative master of dark magic—"
Aaron had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Rip Hunter spoke his name.
—John Constantine!"
Hiss! It's him, it's him!
The legendary scum Constantine, who sells heaven, earth, and teammates, the true god of deception!
Wait, you said he's our ally? Are you serious?!
Chapter 304: A Lone Star, and the First Meeting with Constantine
"John Constantine?"
Raven was clearly puzzled by the name, and Aaron's eyebrow twitched involuntarily.
Although he was quite confident in his own power,
Even if the enemy was Trigon, one of the most powerful demons in DC, an interdimensional demon lord, he had a 100% chance of winning.
But that John Constantine fellow was simply too uncanny, a notorious cesspool.
He originally had a 100% chance, but after Constantineappeared, it might drop by 0.01, leaving only a 99.99% chance.
If it's not 100%, how can you say it's a sure win?
Isn't that a certain death?
What? You think this is an exaggeration?
That's scum Constantine!
Let's put it this way, scum Constantine is a scoundrel, proficient in smoking, drinking, whoring, and gambling—truly embodying all five poisons.
Moreover, he's bisexual, goes both ways, and has no taboos.
Constantine is a lone star, a "family man" in the worst sense; anyone who is good to him meets a bad end.
His mother died in childbirth, his father became crippled and was then killed by the serial killer Constantine was tracking, his stronger twin brother was stillborn, his brother-in-law, obsessed with religion, was seduced by a demon, killed his sister, and then committed suicide, his niece was raped by the demon Constantine released, and his nephew, influenced by him, became addicted to magic, losing his wife and children.
Scum Constantine is the modern-day Song Jiang, fond of making friends and often helping others.
Ordinary people, mages, priests, angels, demons... as long as they can move, they can be friends.
Some people have friends for eating, some have friends for giving away; Constantine is the latter.
It's well-known that Constantine's friends are soluble in water, always mysteriously dying in various disasters.
And they basically all have one thing in common: the disaster is related to Constantine.
Either they die tragically helping Constantine, or they are collateral damage, brutally killed by demons because of Constantine, or they take a hit for Constantine, or they are sold by Constantine as a sacrifice.
Constantine always survives to the end, but his friends are either already dead or on their way to dying.
The only one who lived the longest was Constantine's driver—Charles.
But he also had dozens of lives to spare.
So he became Constantine's best friend and assistant.
He had sold friends, sold angels, sold demons, and even sold his own soul.
He was more adept at deception than Loki, the God of Lies; even Loki would exclaim in disbelief upon seeing him and admit defeat.
In short,
Being Constantine's enemy might be tough, but being his friend means you're likely already halfway to the gates of hell.
Of course, there are benefits to being Constantine's friend, because you're guaranteed to win.
Although victory is always achieved after countless hardships, the price of victory is often unacceptable.
Because that so-called price is you—my friend.
Such a fellow, even dogs would shake their heads and walk away in disdain.
Rip Hunter is so brave, to actually invite such a person?!
Aaron said seriously, "Are you sure it's John Constantine? With an assistant named Charles?"
"I'm sure!"
Rip Hunter nodded emphatically, quite pleased with himself. "Constantine is a family with a long tradition of sacred magic, and John is an outstanding individual among them, a master of dark magic with rich practical experience, who has defeated many demons."
"In the field of demons, he is absolutely the most professional and can provide us with the best advice. Believe me, he is definitely a reliable magic consultant."
"And he and Trigon seem to have some conflict? He's definitely our natural comrade-in-arms!"
Conflict? That's not surprising; it would be truly strange if there were no conflict!
Which named demon doesn't have conflict with Constantine? Uh, perhaps besides Lucifer?
Without a doubt, Trigon is another "victim."
Aaron had reason to suspect that if Trigon wasn't here because of the Three Fates, he was definitely here because of Constantine.
"Are you sure he's monitoring Trigon now, and not trying to summon other Hell Lords?"
Aaron was very suspicious of Constantine's motives.
Rip Hunter was clearly somewhat bewildered, and Sararealized something was amiss. "Are you saying he's also one of the masterminds behind the world's destruction?"
"No, what I mean is, he might be preparing to fight fire with fire, using one demon lord to restrain another."
Aaron shook his head. Constantine had a record; once, three demon lords simultaneously came to him to demand he fulfill his promises.
However, they discovered that Constantine had sold his soul three times, which meant none of the three demon lords could exclusively possess Constantine's soul. They even had to worry about heaven taking advantage of a potential war over soul ownership.
Reluctantly, they could only choose to heal Constantine, allowing him to continue living, rather than have his soul cause chaos in Hell after his death.
Clearly, these three demon lords didn't know that Constantine's audacity went far beyond that; three times? A hundred times that wouldn't be surprising!
And Constantine even tricked Lucifer, almost making it to heaven, forcing Lucifer to personally act as the attending physician to perform surgery on Constantine and cure his lung cancer.
Besides Constantine, who else could have the privilege of having Lucifer as their attending physician to treat their illness?
I ask, who else!
Beyond that, Constantine had even deceived Batman and swindled Superman.
Being with such a person, it's hard to guarantee you won't be conned.
What's even more speechless is that Constantine is the man Lucifer has his eyes on.
Undoubtedly true love.
Aaron's words scared Rip Hunter and the others, making their faces turn pale.
No way, would Constantine really do that?
Wouldn't that just make an already rotten situation even worse?
Rip Hunter quickly contacted Constantine.
Soon after,
A man in a beige trench coat, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, walked from a distance with his hands in his pockets.
"Oh, new help has arrived?"
Constantine's scrutinizing gaze swept over everyone, immediately drawn to Raven and Aaron.
So beautiful, so handsome, and so charismatic!
Constantine, feeling suave, exhaled a smoke ring and extended his right hand to Aaron. "Hello, handsome. I'm John Constantine, known as Timely Rain. Pleased to make your acquaintance and be your friend."
Here it comes, here it comes, starting with "friend" immediately; it's almost on par with "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Constantine's smile was friendly, just a bit life-threatening... Aaron glanced at his right hand and did not respond.
Constantine felt a little awkward, but his expression remained unfazed. With a flick of his right hand, a business card appeared.
He smiled, "This is my business card, a plain black magic expert who knows a billion little tricks."
In any other setting, this move of his would definitely pique curiosity and even investigation.
But for Aaron... Constantine only felt his right hand lighten, and he saw that the card had already fallen into Aaron's hand at some unknown point.
His expression changed. This card was no ordinary business card; it was a psychic card, and he only had one!
Damn it, why does this situation feel wrong, a billion times over!
Chapter 305: Psychic Card and Demon Passport, Constantine's Defense Breaks
Constantine subconsciously looked at Rip Hunter and the others, who showed no surprise, seemingly finding this scene quite normal.
Who exactly is this guy, more handsome than a succubus? I misjudged him!
Aaron took the psychic card. This item was Constantine's "master key"; as long as he showed it to someone, it would automatically transform into the corresponding identification according to his thoughts, enough to pass for real.
Through this card, Constantine had successively impersonated FBI, CIA, police, and so on.
It could be said to be unfailingly effective.
Aaron casually melted the psychic card.
The result was nothing.
He glanced at it and found that the psychic card was essentially "merely" a suggestive magic.
To Aaron, this magic was not worth mentioning at all.
"Where's my psychic card?"
Constantine looked left and right, but couldn't see his card in Aaron's hand.
"Handsome, this time I misjudged you. Turns out you're a super big shot. I apologize, please give me back my card. I'm sure for you, this thing is completely insignificant."
Constantine finally dropped his flippant demeanor, his expression becoming uncharacteristically serious.
The psychic card 08 was quite important to him because, due to his profession, he had to deal with many people.
Nothing was easier to gain the trust of police or passersby than an all-purpose identification card.
Oh, the guy in front of him was an exception; he could probably just flash his face, right?
"Don't be nervous, I have no interest in this trash."
Aaron made no effort to hide his disdain; it was a waste of emotion.
"Thank you, my friend."
Constantine smiled as he took the card, subtly checking if the psychic card had any issues.
"Friend? No need for that. I wouldn't want to die a mysterious Death one day."
Aaron wiped his hands in disgust, as if contact with Constantine would bring bad luck, even though there had been no physical contact between them.
The others were confused by this, but Constantine knew his own situation. At least so far, no one who had been overly close to him had come to a good end.
However, he wouldn't admit it and retorted, "Buddy, I think you must have misunderstood something. I'm always very willing to help, even a stranger; I'm willing to lend a hand."
"In fact, in my thirty-odd years of life, I've helped countless people and banished countless demons. Believe me, when it comes to exorcism, I'm a professional."
Aaron scoffed twice, looking as if to say, "You can say what you want, but if I believe you, I lose."
Being Constantine's friend was probably the most dangerous profession in the DC Universe.
Even though Aaron was confident in his own strength, to be honest, he wasn't confident enough to defeat all demons.
The waters of this world ran deep.
"No need to check. I don't value this thing, nor am I interested in tampering with the card."
Aaron noticed Constantine's caution and casually pulled out another card.
Constantine curiously leaned his head over to look at the card and softly read out the name: "Demon Pass?"
"What is this thing?"
As soon as he spoke, Constantine felt an inexplicable fear rise within him. Just by looking at this card, he felt as if he was staring into the abyss.
What a terrifying existence it was! He had walked in hell and had stared directly at powerful Hell Lords and Archdemons.
But in front of this small card, he could only tremble all over. That feeling of fear was indescribable.
He had a premonition that if Aaron made any request now, he wouldn't refuse.
"Slap yourself."
"Slap!"
Constantine did so without hesitation.
"Give me the most precious thing on you."
Constantine pulled out a pack of cigarettes.
Clearly, to him, the most precious thing on him was this.
Aaron's mouth twitched, but he wasn't surprised at all.
Otherwise, how did Constantine get lung cancer? It was from smoking all day, every day.
From the moment Constantine appeared until now, he had always had a cigarette in his hand.
"Say 'John Constantine is a scumbag' three times out loud."
"John Constantine is a scumbag!"
"John…"
Constantine hated this feeling of having his soul and consciousness dominated.
No, that description wasn't quite right, because he was clearly aware of everything, and could even feel aversion and opposition.
But because of fear, and some indescribable power, he subconsciously obeyed Aaron's will.
That feeling… it was like being tied up by another man and watching him screw your wife, oh no, that's not right, it should be, screw himself!
Wait, that description isn't right either, at least for him, it's no big deal.
If it were Aaron… that would definitely be enjoyment.
Wait, what the hell am I thinking? Am I an M? F*ck! Impossible!
Constantine's eyes revealed unwillingness and repulsion, but his body was very obedient to his inner self.
This feeling lasted until Aaron retrieved the Demon Pass, then it disappeared.
Constantine regained control of his body, stumbled back two steps, and shielded Rip Hunter in front of him.
"Buddy, what did you just do? Listen to me, that joke isn't funny at all!"
"Oh really? The others don't think so."
Aaron hinted at something, and Constantine turned his head, only to see The Legends Team members, despite their horror, struggling to suppress the corners of their mouths from turning up.
Raven even laughed, disregarding Constantinecompletely, a rare sight.
Constantine's face darkened, and he changed the subject: "What was that thing you had? Was it really a demon's shield?"
As he spoke, he watched Aaron's movements warily, fearing he would pull out that thing again.
"No, the Demon Pass has nothing to do with demons at all."
Aaron shook his head and said casually, "You can think of the Demon Pass as an upgraded version of the psychic card. As long as you take it out, you can control everything about others except their thoughts and logic, allowing the user to do whatever they want unconditionally."
Hiss~
Upon hearing this description, everyone gasped, contributing to global warming.
To be honest, the power of the Demon Pass was simply too tempting.
With this, they could completely become dictators, masters of the world.
No one could resist them holding the card.
Heatwave thought of The Flash. If he had this thing, he would definitely make The Flash run around the Earth a thousand times on his hands, all while self-flagellating!
Sara thought of Aaron. If she had the Demon Pass, she could explore more positions!
And Rip Hunter thought he might be able to use the Demon Pass to fight Savage, and even against Trigon.
Hold the shield and tell Trigon to go back!
Rip Hunter couldn't help but voice his thoughts.
However, Aaron mercilessly dismissed his wild fantasy, "Don't even think about it. This thing was something I made casually. It's fine for commanding ordinary demons or even angels, but it's not enough to deal with Trigon."
"At least, not this one."
Not this one? Does that mean there is one that works!
Rip Hunter was disappointed but then realized the implication.
Constantine also reacted, "My friend…"
Under Aaron's Death glare, Constantine quickly changed his address, "Ahem, buddy, are you serious?!"
"What do you think?"
Aaron didn't answer directly. He could indeed do that, but it would be difficult.
It would only temporarily drive Trigon away.
But merely driving him away wasn't enough; he preferred a permanent solution.
"I think… we can make a deal? Buddy."
Constantine's eyes darted around, and he approached with a fawning smile.
Aaron recoiled in disgust.
Constantine was utterly defeated. No, am I really that unlucky?
You're a super god who can casually create a Demon Pass; do you really need to be afraid of a tiny exorcist like me?!
Do you know how much psychological trauma that small gesture caused a thirty-year-old man? F*ck!.