Even at night, New York, filled with future technology, was bustling with neon lights and deafening music everywhere. Yet the people here lived like The Walking Dead, making it all seem strangely lifeless.
Walking through a city like this, it felt as though everything had nothing to do with you. Being surrounded by crowds yet utterly alone—this was probably what that meant.
On this Timeline, Gotham had already been destroyed, so the "dirty things" had nowhere left to go and instead seeped everywhere. That meant encountering anything in New York City was perfectly normal.
Although Harley was only peeking from a corner, she had already more or less figured out Translucent's methods.
A plan was forming in the Thought Bubble above his head. He intended to open fire first to distract Tuxedo Skeleton, then turn invisible and take Superman and the black cloth sack before offering both to Blank.
Harley could see two things from that plan. First, he used firearms and was good at shooting people in the back. Second, he could use magic. After all, only real sorcerers and insane Satan worshippers would perform Immolation.
That was right. Although Gotham was on the East Coast and far from Los Angeles, where demons gathered in droves, it still had Satan worshippers. Harley had even had several among her former patients.
They would abduct beautiful Maidens, take them to secret altars they had built themselves, then murder and dismember them, claiming they were offerings to the great Satan and praying for the Lord of Hell to grant them power, wealth, authority, and the like.
But according to Harley's understanding, none of them had succeeded.
Once afterward, she had asked Little Dai about all this supernatural stuff and finally understood the trick behind it.
Leaving aside the fact that people without