Beneath the bitter, freezing sky.
The cold wind whipped crystalline snow against Clark's cheeks.
It was the same glacial wasteland.
But unlike before, the endless expanse of white was now dotted with patches of scarlet.
Bodies slain by searing Heat Vision had been cut in two.
After being severed at the waist by Heat Vision, these people had quickly frozen into translucent blocks of ice in the extreme cold.
From afar, they looked like lifelike human-shaped ice sculptures, but even more horrifying were their expressions and the cross-sectional wounds, which appeared brutally grotesque.
"What happened here?"
Clark stared in shock at the people who had died such miserable deaths.
Even the once-flat ice field seemed to have been split in two by something, leaving behind deep, lengthy trenches.
"It's simple, Clark."
Jino stared at the wounds on the corpses.
"If you've ever tried killing someone with Heat Vision, you'd know these people died from Heat Vision."
Hearing the boy's words, Clark shrugged, his expression as unpleasant as if he had swallowed a fly.
"Jino is right."
Batman, who had returned from the distant ice field, expressionlessly waved the device in his hand. "According to the readings, the cracks in the ice field were melted through by temperatures reaching several thousand degrees."
"Then perhaps the answer is obvious."
Jino turned his head and stared at one of the corpses.
After obtaining Dream God's power over dreams, he could see things ordinary people could not.
He walked toward one of the bodies. The others did not understand why, but they still chose to follow Jino.
The boy stopped beside the corpse.
In his vision, a black-haired girl stood not far away, wearing a Gothic black dress and holding a small black parasol. Her skin was deathly pale.
Her milky-white eyes gazed quietly