"What did you have Little Dai tell him?"
Bobo sniffed, climbed back into Deathstroke's arms, and clung to the gap in his shoulder armor against his chest.
"I had Little Dai tell him to wait for me to return, and I also mentioned one of my theories about Hypertime." Su Ming rolled his neck and stepped out of the holding room into the corridor. "The point was to have him negotiate with Lucifer for me, but he chose the hard road instead."
"Which one?" Detective Chimp sighed.
Deathstroke smiled as his black-and-yellow mask surfaced over his face. "The road to death."
Detective Chimp froze for a moment, then realized it was a dark joke.
Deathstroke would not kill Constantine. That bastard clearly still had some irreplaceable use.
The Mercenary meant it on another level: whatever Constantine was doing with that Enchantress now, Deathstroke considered it suicidal. Well, Enchantress Lynn was the one courting death. That bastard could not die.
"Don't say it like you're planning to take him out!" Bobo quipped. He climbed onto Deathstroke's shoulder again and put his pipe in his mouth. "So, since the Enchantress and John we wanted have run off together, what do we do next? Go find them and bring them back?"
"We don't have time to play hide-and-seek. First, we'll find a replacement spellcaster for the team, then head straight to Earth-12. A lot of clues have an expiration date."
Su Ming had no intention of looking for Zha Kang. The last time, the scumbag had been cornered by Deathstroke in the House of Mystery. If he wanted to hide this time, he definitely would not be there.
No one knew what deal he had made with the Enchantress, but it was probably related to Valve's former multiverse.
Eternia had tales from Valve's