Back inside the Origin Wall, Lucifer let out a sigh of relief. The danger he had just encountered could be called the greatest he had faced in all these years. It proved that no matter how powerful you were at home, it was all an illusion; once you went out into the world, sooner or later, you would crash and burn.
Having escaped disaster, he immediately turned to Schiller and said furiously, "Are you insane? You were actually trying to get me killed?!"
But Schiller ignored him completely. Instead, he looked down at the blue cube floating in the dark void of space, rubbed his hands excitedly, and said, "There's an old saying: fortune favors the bold, while the timid starve. Do you know what this is?"
Lucifer studied his expression, then followed Schiller's gaze toward the blue cube.
The cube was not particularly large. When Lucifer had seen it before, it had been the size of a planet, but after arriving here, it had shrunk considerably. It was now only about the size of a shipping container.
Yet inside that cube was an entire universe—the car Lucifer had driven in, and the universe where Schiller resided.
Lucifer had driven that car straight into the Cosmic Cube. Although, at the last moment, he had used the ancient art of calling Dad and summoned God to pull both him and Schiller out, the car had become stuck inside the cube and could not be retrieved.
Now, this strange object had become a sphere nested within a cube. That sphere was the DC Universe where Schiller resided.
Against the pitch-black void of space, the blue cube stood out conspicuously. Lucifer could sense the immense power attached to it, so he asked, "What exactly is this? Why was it worth risking your life