"Sit on the well for a bit. I'm going out to find some brains. In three minutes, everything will be fine."
Su Ming did not chat much with Arthur's ghost, nor did he intend to release him. He simply turned and left, preparing to gather more intelligence on Darkseid's creations and compare them with the Living Corpse Supermen from before.
That was the plan. Every time Batwoman tampered with the Timeline, Darkseid would come up with corresponding tricks to counter it.
What Su Ming wanted to find was the common thread among those tricks, aside from Omega Energy and the Anti-Life Equation.
The first two were known to be Uncle Darkseid's foundations. Any commonality discovered afterward should be a newly acquired ability, perhaps even the confidence that let him play such a big game.
If they neutralized that new ability and knocked him back to his original state, he would not even be able to beat Superman.
For now, this new ability seemed very likely to revolve around concepts of time and space. Or perhaps he had comprehended something else from "the End." But there was too little intelligence. Batwoman's side would need to run a few more rounds so Su Ming could collect more samples.
"Hey, let me out first! Or at least give me something to eat! I'm starving!" Black Cloud Arthur cried from atop the well, clutching his stomach.
"Drink more water to hold yourself over." Bobo, squatting on Damian's shoulder, tossed back a remark and flashed a broad, toothy grin. "Everyone knows you're a hungry ghost. Why would we let you out? What if you bite someone?"
"I wouldn't bite an ape even if I wanted to bite someone." Arthur was helpless, but he remained trapped within the magic circle, unable to escape.
"See, kid? He