Su Ming knew exactly what Batwoman's three-person team was doing. The Adjutant's surveillance over 40K Earth was on an entirely different level from Earth-0's. What was more, Cinnibus of the Seven Days had contacted them just moments ago, reporting that something foreign had appeared beneath the sun.
This intelligence converged on the Adjutant through various channels, then the Adjutant sent it to Strangle through the totem. Since Strangle and its host were one, its reports were completely silent, but all the relevant information and images were now in Deathstroke's mind.
In truth, 40K's standing forces were more than sufficient. With a single order, the Adjutant could teleport hundreds of thousands of people down to besiege that "Mother" in an instant. But since killing her would only result in her revival, it was better to let Barry keep her occupied for now.
"Another Mother has found Batwoman's group. The Flash is holding her off, but we need to speed things up here."
He briefly explained the situation, then raised the jar in his hand and looked at it again.
"Tell me, Prophet, how much farther?"
Everyone was currently drifting through the void. Cloak was moving at incredible speed, and one multiversal system after another swept past their vision, colorful spheres turning into shadows and streaks of light.
"Uh... forward."
The smoking Cockroach seemed somewhat lacking in confidence. Its beady black eyes avoided Deathstroke's one-eyed stare. It was nervous too, because it had never left its own multiverse before. No, it should be said that it had never even left the Single Universe of Earth-0.
Who knew whether its abilities would still work out here? All it could do now was hope that God was omnipotent and had granted it powers great enough. Amen.
Otherwise, Deathstroke might really squeeze it into cockroach