Monarch provides the blood, Constantine reverses the gate of heaven and Hell Magic.
A long string of chirping mantras that even Rachel couldn't understand were chanted quickly, and the Hell and heaven patterns painted on the door of Magic changed their up and down positions silently.
Although Copperhead didn't understand what happened, it didn't stop him from figuring out that it was Constantine who tricked him, so he was cursing Constantine dirty.
Ultraman in the sky ripped off the mask on Superman's face, and restrained Superman, who was weak again, and noticed this scene.
He shouted nervously at the night owl.
"Quick! Stop them!"
But Ye Xiao, who had been working hard, suddenly put down the instrument he was playing with, and stopped moving in place.
Constantine stopped chanting.
Mazahs, who transformed from the reverse homologue of Lex Luthor, could not show off his power, and his body disappeared together with the unknown thunderclouds surrounding it.
Immediately afterwards, the arrogant thugs and weird buildings on the earth also quietly became transparent.
Deathstorm frantically wanted to get rid of Firestorm who was facing him, constantly twisting the surrounding inorganic objects to act as a cover to block the opponent's pursuit.
Sea Overlord waved the steel-colored trident in his hand unwillingly, with a hint of shock on his rough face.
"No! I don't want to go back! I don't want to,"
Power Ring yelled even louder, the pressure and fear coming from nowhere made him slurred.
Although he was the only one who was almost ignored, he was still releasing green energy cannons in vain around him, as if there was something terrible chasing him behind him.
Those energy bombs different from those of Will Green Light began to become translucent after flying a certain distance, and disappeared into the surrounding buildings like bubbles dissolving in sunlight.
Ultraman is using his arms to cover the neck of Superman who has lost his mask. The two are fighting in chlorite dust. The outcome should be this way.
But he didn't have time to break Superman's neck bone.
Looking at his fist that had also begun to become transparent, Ultraman did not show fear like his other two teammates, but just stared at the suddenly smashed Night Owl.
Ultraman's eyes began to glow with a dangerous red light.
"You promised me, there's never been anything you couldn't do—how dare you play me!"
Night Owl stood up and stood with his hands down. Half of his face under the owl mask suddenly revealed an intriguing smile.
The members of Crime Syndicate were sent back together with the matter of their world, almost strictly following the order in which they had just arrived.
Except the Night Owl.
He seemed to have resisted the influence of Reversed Magic in some way.
Superman covered his neck and coughed as he fell from the sky. Shazam recovered most of his injuries with the blessing of Achilles's Divine Power, and managed to support his body.
Wonder Woman and Green Arrow lost their opponents and raised their weapons together toward----
Wonder Woman suddenly coughed as a reminder, and Green Arrow, who was holding the bow and aiming the arrow at Emperor Zhent, was stunned. He turned slightly sideways and followed Wonder Woman's sword to lock the target in the direction of the Night Owl.
Batman leaned over and took out Batarang. When this kind of victory should have been close at hand, the feeling that an inconspicuous guy in the Boss team was still standing made him very wary.
Joker has played this trick on him several times.
"Relax, Bruce."
Night Owl easily said the words that made the eyes of Batman and other Superhero present shake.
Then the owl-armored warrior flicked the cloak behind him, and his body finally began to gradually become transparent.
"We will meet again."
"Don't go! Who the hell are you?!"
Batman held Batarang tightly, and threw the electronic restraint lock towards the night owl with the other hand, but it was still a step too late.
The electronic restraint lock with blue light flashed through the air and rolled down to Shane's feet.
Shane ignored it and kicked it away casually, looking at Monarch and Constantine in confusion.
"Why do you two look like you've known each other for a long time?"
The cooperation was so close, it was as if the two parties could communicate with each other through thoughts. From the moment he returned to reality until the moment Constantine suddenly broke free from the restraints, Monarch took the initiative to provide blood as if he knew the Magic door.
Constantine did not delay, and with a gesture in the air with both hands, Magic circle began to reverse the function of the door.
With lightning speed, Crime Syndicate who almost came to this world were sent back.
The speed of cooperation here, and the extent to which both parties understand the Magic door, are so confusing to everyone in this world, and Crime Syndicate can't even hope to react and stop it.
It's not surprising that Constantine knows how to use the Magic door. Last time Shazam let Constantine into Council of Eternity for a while, and then Outsider used Constantine to activate the Magic door.
As a genius on the Magic side, Constantine's accomplishments on Magic are just like Batman's accomplishments on the endless array of wonderful gadgets.
In a blink of an eye, you can come up with a solution that is sufficient to solve the current problem, as long as the problem is related to Magic.
Constantine stopped casting the spell and first spit out the cigarette butts in his mouth, then tremblingly dug into the inner pocket of his windbreaker with his hand that still had the bleeding hole penetrated by the stone hook.
After refilling the cigarette in his mouth, he started puffing away slowly.
The face was obviously as pale as Deadman due to massive blood loss, but the trembling muscles returned to calm after two or three long puffs of smoke.
"Speed Force is not the only one in the world who can break through the time limit, Magic can do the same.
Constantine explained in a hoarse voice, speciously.
Monarch also released his bleeding hand from Magic's door, and before retracting his arm, he knocked out Copperhead who was still cursing.
"I once had a lost history. I met him at that time, but I can't answer your questions well because I didn't remember a small part of it until just now."
Then Monarch seemed to want to change the topic intentionally.
"You haven't answered me yet?"
Shane frowned a little. He knew that Monarch meant to ask him if he would go with Crime Syndicate to mix up the world.
But neither of them are good birds, are they?
Crime Syndicate's world is on the verge of destruction, otherwise that group of people wouldn't be so eager to come here to seek refuge.
It's easy to just let it go, but it's hard to come back.
"So, this is considered resolved?"
Shazam's rather weak voice suddenly sounded in Shane's ears.
The latter was startled, and when he turned around, he saw that Justice League people had sneaked behind him at some point, forming a circle and listening attentively.
Constantine moved a few steps to the side, as if he was afraid that Shazam would think of Council of Eternity's incident again.
But in fact, everyone's main attention is still focused on Emperor Zhent.
There was also a bit of defensiveness in his doubtful eyes.
Crime Syndicate has withdrawn, and now the biggest problem on earth is this mentally unstable Monarch.
But firstly, they are not very sure that they can deal with it, and secondly, Monarch seems to have a vague tendency to clear his name after recovering his mental state.
Monarch seemed to see what they were thinking and chuckled twice.
"I know you want to take me to jail, but I've already found my final destination. I'm not good at apologizing either. You can regard the problems I'm going to solve next as compensation."
Monarch glanced pointedly at the small cube-shaped instrument held tightly in Batman's hand that Night Owl had casually put down just now, and then extended an invitation to Shane again.
"With the help of that thing, you don't have to worry about not being able to come back."
Monarch finally gave Shane a reason that was hard to refuse.
"We haven't really had a good competition yet. A world on the verge of extinction is the best arena."