Multiverse 3 sounded a little unfamiliar. At least to many Superheroes, Multiverse 2, which had been occupied by the Hand of the Void, was probably more well-known.
But when it came to the Omega Universe, many people probably knew what Zha Kang meant.
After that Cosmic Tyrant had been killed by Deathstroke, the new darkness and Luthor had completed the cleanup of that Multiversal System together, giving it the name Multiverse 3. Its Main World was currently an Earth someone had named "Soybean."
Since it was a system Uncle Darkseid had created using the Omega concept, and it had only been taken over recently, the place could be described as barren wasteland. However, Constantine felt that having nothing there was instead a good thing.
If the House of Mystery was Noah's Ark, then naturally they had to flee to the Promised Land. Perhaps this was God's arrangement as well?
"Multiverse 3 is Deathstroke and Luthor's territory." Little Zatanna bit her lip and looked worriedly at her ex-boyfriend. "If I'm not mistaken, neither of them likes you very much."
"Huh? Who said that?"
Constantine didn't see it that way. He pulled a bottle from the inner pocket of his trench coat, tilted his head back for a huge gulp, and let out a sour, rotten-smelling belch.
"Actually, Deathstroke loves me very much. You just don't understand it; as for Luthor, he's simply indifferent to me. Even if that bald bastard ran into me, he'd treat me like a Cockroach. But that's enough."
Everyone knew that Luthor wasn't targeting anyone in particular. As long as someone was beneath his notice, they were all Cockroaches in his eyes. And as a wealthy big shot of great status, he wouldn't swat Cockroaches himself.
The proud bald man had only one arch-nemesis: Superman. Constantine had