But they celebrated too soon. There were far more living corpses than they had imagined. After Power Girl froze the batch in front of them, more figures staggered out of the darkness in the distance.
Those figures moved with stiff steps, stretching out both hands as they lurched toward the group. Their agonized "urgh, urgh, urgh" groans echoed through the deserted town once more.
"Something's wrong, old man. It's still the same batch of living corpses. I clearly trapped them already." Karen had Super Vision and immediately reported what she had found to The Flash. The ones emerging from the darkness this time were still the town residents missing the tops of their skulls.
Three steps in front of her stood the Black man wearing a fake gold chain, sealed within ice crystals. The agonized expression on his face was still clearly visible.
Yet three hundred meters away in the darkness, an identical one had appeared, even with the same bloodstains on its neck and clothes. It was still moving.
It was not just that corpse. The others seemed to have split into identical clones as well. Frost sealed one away, while another appeared again and continued attacking the group.
It was like something that could only be seen in a Nightmare.
"Keep freezing them. Let's see whether a third wave appears." Jay frowned. The old man felt as though his brain was no longer enough for this. "I don't have much experience dealing with the Mystic Side. Whether this is divine power or magic, I can't say for now, but we can't let them leave this town."
"The Flash is right. Stargirl, can you contact the Justice League?" The fourth Dream spoke up as well, his voice muffled somewhat by his gas mask. "This information needs to be shared,