When Deathstroke and the cat returned from the ruins to the group, Luthor had already mapped out the route ahead.
While the zombie guided Deathstroke, the bald man had kept watching that side and listening closely.
Deathstroke had asked the Yuan-ti where the largest temple was, a wise choice. Otherwise, asking passersby whether they knew the way to seek an audience with a god would most likely have yielded no answer. Even in the past, that was probably a secret known only to a handful of Yuan-ti.
But everyone in the city knew where the largest temple was.
This city had once been a holy site of Yuan-ti religion, so naturally it had a divine seat belonging to Cybertronian. Its representative at the time, the Yuan-ti High Priest, surely possessed a sacred place where they could communicate with the god.
So the secret passage was most likely there, in a place directly connected to the goddess Cybers.
"Get me a coffee." Deathstroke gave Cyborg a new order. As he headed toward the direction indicated by the Yuan-ti, he waited for the Wilson espresso machine with limbs to finish brewing. "Every time I use the Black Lantern Ring, I feel freezing cold, like I jumped into an icy lake in winter."
"Be grateful, Deathstroke. Originally, the Black Lantern Ring could only be used by the dead." Uncle Sai clasped his hands behind his back and walked beside the machine, clearly wanting a coffee himself. "Back when Hal and I were trapped in the Realm of the Dead, we nearly died. I understand that cold sensation you mean."
He was talking about Blackest Night. Sinestro had first promised to cooperate with Hal and escape, then turned around and stole Hal's Green Lantern Ring. After that, he used it to flee on his