After understanding the whole story, Heisenberg no longer paid much attention to the matter.
The Joker was dead, so be it. As long as Batman did not start laughing maniacally, there was nothing worth his concern.
Right now, he wanted more to take Mogo back to the Divine Kingdom, then slowly help his white-haired daughter calm down.
Thinking of this, Heisenberg rubbed the Little Broken Ball in his arms.
For some reason, ever since he had discovered that this daughter of his could turn white-haired...
He could not help caring about her even more...!
Anyway.
Heisenberg nodded at the two Kryptonian warriors before him.
"I understand."
He said, then pointed at the corpses in the distance.
"But there's no need to do that. They aren't important figures, and they have no value as a public display.
Go throw them into the sun."
"Yes!"
Having received Heisenberg's order, the Kryptonians immediately acted. In the blink of an eye, they carried the bodies of the villains toward the sun.
Watching the backs of the two warriors, Heisenberg suddenly could not help but smile.
Back then, he had hung Captain Marvel and Thanos from the moon, while Fiona had hung The Joker and Penguin in Gotham.
Was that his hobby, or the Kryptonians' hobby?
Could it be that as long as someone carried Kryptonian genes, even if their soul was from Earth, they would inexplicably develop a fondness for hanging corpses?
At that thought, Heisenberg hurriedly shook his head. He could stop being human, but he absolutely could not become a pervert!
Ahem, he had to change that. Change it...
After coughing lightly twice, Heisenberg held Mogo and flew into the sky once more.
In the blink of an eye, the two had returned to Metropolis.
In the park where the Kryptonian Spaceship