The red Anti-Mother Boxes floated in the air like a cluster of stars, linked by dark red beams of light. Their energy came from the nearby Fire Pits, while the familiar Totality hovered above them. Two faint figures seemed to be hammering at its golden outer shell.
Since no one had much of an appetite, the Adjutant merely sent over some tea by drone. Its faint fragrance drifted through the dim, high-tech space, but no one was in the mood to appreciate it.
"I feel like I've heard the name Kell Mossa before." Wally frowned as he thought, but he could not remember where. He scratched the back of his head hard. "Slade, can you give me a hint?"
"My intelligence came from Old Six's mind. It isn't complete, and it might not even be accurate. It was a story the Remnant once told the other members of 'My Lord.'"
Su Ming made it clear from the start that he could not guarantee the intelligence was accurate, then briefly told everyone about the Remnant.
Kell Mossa was not from Multiverse 1. He had lived in another unknown multiverse, in an utterly ordinary Single Universe.
There, he had once been a Superhero and a respected scientist, until one day, his world was destroyed.
"That's it?"
Wally had been waiting for more, but after Deathstroke said the Remnant's homeworld was gone, he merely lit a cigarette and looked back with his one eye.
Stare.
Stare.
After they looked at each other for a while, the Second Generation Flash suddenly understood. So this was the intelligence Deathstroke had read from another Deathstroke's mind!
Good thing he was not running right now, or he would definitely have tripped and fallen flat on his face.
"Cut me some slack. Symbiote memory-reading isn't omnipotent. The people