Only Kara understood the conversation between the two skeletons outside the door. Harley and Diana did not, but they were deeply shaken.
If what the skull said was true, then it was actually this Timeline's savior of Earth. Blank might have controlled people's bodies, but the skull had extracted their souls. That counted as standing toe-to-toe with her, didn't it?
It just looked a little pathetic at the moment, with nothing left but a head.
"Who do you think the skull is?"
In the dark corridor, the light leaking through the crack in the door faintly illuminated Diana's face. She silently mouthed the question to the clever Harley.
The little madwoman's eyes rolled, then she extended a finger painted with rhinestone-studded nail polish and wrote a name in Diana's palm:
"Lex Luthor."
Yes, other than the smartest scientist on this Earth, Harley could not think of anyone else who could have survived the crisis of this miserable Timeline—and even bitten off a piece of the quantum concept controlled by Manhattan and Blank.
Though she had once run with Gotham's underworld, because of Batwoman, she knew a little about Manhattan. That blue freak was basically a technological version of a god.
So besides Luthor, who else was qualified to use technology to contend with a god?
Harley was not particularly fond of Luthor. Seeing that bald head always made her want to laugh. But she could still objectively recognize his technology and intellect. The gap between a genius scientist and an ordinary scientist was greater than the difference between a human and an ant.
The bald man had personality flaws too, but in the field of technology, he possessed absolute authority.
Feeling Harley's long nails write across her palm, Wonder Woman pulled back her hand with a slight ticklish sensation. Then