Netherworld Opens Its Gates (II)

"First of all, my name isn't Valmont, and I don't know Jackie Chan or Jade Chan. I'm a musician," Fiddler explained, but Deadpool hadn't been listening at all.

"Okay, you do look a little paler than Valmont," Deadpool said with a shrug.

Just as Deadpool's foul mouth was about to offend everyone present, Demon Nero appeared.

"Everyone, let's discuss business first," Demon Nero said. "I've brought you an invitation you can't refuse. First, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Nero."

When his name was mentioned, Fiddler turned even paler.

"666..." Fiddler murmured. "The number of the Beast, the mark of the Antichrist..."

"What are you trying to say?" Demon Nero asked with a smile.

"In Hebrew, translating 666 gives 'Neron Kesar,' the Hebrew spelling of 'Nero Caesar.'" Fiddler swallowed and recited the words from the Bible. "Here is wisdom. Let anyone who has understanding calculate the number of the Beast, for it is the number of a man, and his number is six hundred and sixty-six..."

"That's right—the Beast of 666. What a nostalgic title." Demon Nero nodded. "That's me."

"Why did you summon us here?" Captain Cold asked.

"I have a grand plan, and I need you to participate."

Demon Nero said with a smile, "Earth."

A satellite launched by Batman had detected five explosion sites. Connecting them formed a pentagram. He knew that something had been released.

"What the hell did Roland get himself into?" Batman frowned. He tapped away at the keyboard and began putting his own plan into motion.

Avalon.

"Something is about to descend," Merlin said, his eyelid twitching.

"Merlin, what did you do!" a shrill female voice rang out. "Damn it, do you know what happened?"

"Morgan, let me explain—" Merlin's expression stiffened, and then a noblewoman grabbed him by his grizzled