The Upside-Down Man finally lost patience. Deathstroke seemed not to take him seriously at all, only chatting idly with Deadpool.
And whenever he showed himself, that long-haired Superman would pounce on him like a mad dog. The key was that this Superman was fast enough to reverse time slightly, which was truly unpleasant.
"How interesting. Why hadn't I noticed before that the people around you were so interesting?"
This time, The Upside-Down Man split into over a thousand duplicates at once. Dense spatial openings opened across the sky, and an Upside-Down Man slid backward out of every one. In the same tone and rhythm, they spoke the same words.
It sounded as though heaven and earth themselves were harmonizing with them.
"Maybe because you used to be on my side?" Su Ming chuckled and jerked his chin at Little Superman. "What? Didn't expect that? You seem more human than I imagined, because humans often overlook those around them. The more familiar someone is, the more lightly they are regarded. That's one aspect of human nature."
"Pathetic human nature—selfish and self-serving, just as you have shown me." The Upside-Down Man smiled as well. Although Superman kept shattering these duplicates at tremendous speed, new ones continued appearing without end.
Looking up from the ground, the scene resembled an upside-down game of whack-a-mole. Whenever one White-Scaled Monster at an opening turned into a puff of smoke, another white head would emerge from the pitch-black writhing tunnel just seconds after a flash of red and blue light.
"Everything has a price, The Upside-Down Man. You only see what I gained, not what I paid." Su Ming leaned on the greatsword in his hand and sighed softly, while directing Deadpool beside him to deal with the four It-Things surging up from the ground. "If I