All right, the ape thought Deathstroke was right. He was not a member of the Justice League, but a mercenary.
Mercenaries had to be paid for their work. That was the rule of the trade. Even if it was just one dollar, they would not work for free.
Although Deathstroke suspected this was his hometown, a place where he had once lived, and even seemed nostalgic over a few worn-out clothes, when it came time to act, he immediately unleashed the destructive Anti-Life Equation.
Many people did not understand the power of the Anti-Life Equation and assumed its destructive capability was limited. After all, back on Earth-0, the equation had rarely accomplished anything major. During the Darkseid Invasion, it had done little more than provide him with cannon fodder and spies.
But the equation had not caused enough destruction not because it was insufficiently terrifying, but because the Justice League existed on Earth.
Batwoman had a whole host of contingency plans specifically designed to counter the Anti-Life Equation, while the other Justice League members, and even the New Gods of Genesis, would spare no effort in helping people resist Anti-Life's effects.
Because everyone was a living being, and as its name implied, the Anti-Life Equation was the natural enemy of all life.
And the moment Bobo saw Deathstroke directly activate the Anti-Life Equation, choosing the Internet's written text—the fastest and easiest method to interfere with—for its spread, he knew this Earth had no Justice League, nor would it have any organization resembling one.
In such an environment, no one could stop the Anti-Life Equation from spreading. It was neither science nor magic, but a cheat and a virus aimed at every living thing in the universe.
Blank had expected Deathstroke to fall into the trap she had prepared, but he