Doctor Strange brought the corpse of Zan, which he was controlling, and went with Schiller to the second floor of the Abandoned Factory.
Constantine watched them leave, his eyes shifting as he said, "I'm a mage too. I think I can..."
The moment he turned around, a sniper rifle was pressed to his forehead. Then the stock came down with a crack, and Constantine collapsed unconscious onto the floor.
Without even lifting his eyelids, Arkham Knight said, "A world-famous genius mage getting pinned to the ground by a newly turned young vampire and unable to get up? Who are you trying to fool?"
"You mean he was pulling something?" Dick asked.
"He never stopped pulling something. We only spared his life because we really needed a mage's help. Otherwise, I'd have turned him into a sieve already."
Dick shrank back a little. He felt that Jason from this universe was especially violent, but he was also curious, so he said, "Can you take off your mask? I kind of want to see what you look like."
Arkham Knight glanced at him and said, "I'm Jason Todd. What do you think I look like?"
"I know. Doctor Schiller told me. But I just want to know whether you look the same as Jason in my universe."
Arkham Knight ignored him. After giving a cold snort, he left. Moonlight Schiller and Khonshu went upstairs right afterward. If Schiller's soul entered Zan's body, then his own body would be soulless and needed protection, especially with Constantine lying downstairs.
Arkham Knight and Dick had nothing to do, so they chatted for a while about the Apocalypse Corps Constantine had mentioned. Finding it uninteresting, Dick still couldn't resist asking out of curiosity.
"Why are you dressed like that? I don't think this is Jason's style.