Just as Doctor Fate was about to leave, an eerie green light enveloping three figures rushed up to him, destroying swathes of resentment monsters along the way.
Then the green light turned into a steel-colored mask, while Constantine and the others appeared before Doctor Fate and Aslan.
"Doctor Fate, looks like you could use some help?"
With a cigarette between his lips, Constantine said, "No problem. I'll give you fifty percent off."
"Your smoking addiction is beyond saving. You even manifested a cigarette in here."
Doctor Fate laughed, then looked at the Evil God Mask and asked, "You subdued him? Huh, why did he change color?"
"Old man, which of your eyes saw them subdue me?"
The Evil God Mask said indignantly, "I sensed the greatness of Miss Raven and Mistress Zatanna and willingly pledged my allegiance."
"...As expected of an evil god. Your skin is thick enough to stop a missile."
Doctor Fate was speechless. Just then, Aslan shouted, "The resentment monsters are coming again. Deal with them first."
"All right."
Zatanna, Raven, and Constantine nodded and cast spells against the resentment monsters.
The Evil God Mask frantically absorbed resentment energy. As an evil god, it was perfectly natural for him to be able to absorb it.
Of course, under normal circumstances, the Evil God Mask would not absorb resentment energy. He lacked the relevant godhood, and absorbing too much could plunge him into chaos and enslave him to it.
But he could not worry about that now. Besides, the Evil God Mask declared that he had connections upstairs—no, downstairs. Resentment energy was a trivial matter.
Through everyone's efforts, the resentment energy rapidly dwindled, and the island kept expanding. Aslan was overjoyed. At last, he saw a glimmer of hope.
Just then, the Evil God Mask sidled up to