"The enemy's individual combat strength has declined, but their numbers are still growing. This can't go on."
Inside the control room of the Command Center at the Hall of Justice on Earth-0, Arthur, covered in chunks of flesh and broken bones, spoke as he looked anxiously at J'onn. "Order an evacuation. The Hall's energy shield can't hold forever. Everyone can go to Atlantis. We'll head underwater, and if those Headless Living Corpses dare follow us, I'll have the fish eat them."
Yes, things were gradually spiraling into the Abyss. After The Trinity and Deathstroke had all left the Main Dimension, the situation on Earth was now extremely unfavorable for humanity.
The headless corpses that could die and come back to life endlessly were growing in number, and they had now spread across the entire world. The plaza outside the Hall alone was packed with them. Fortunately, their targets were Superheroes, and they had not yet designated civilians as their primary targets. Otherwise, things would only be harder to handle.
The group who had returned from 40K after The Hangover had also returned to the organization. Aquaman, who had just covered the Justice Society's retreat back to the Hall, was the least able to stay calm.
The green-skinned Martian did not answer immediately. His two red eyes in his skeletal face remained fixed on the wall of screens. It was connected to the global surveillance network, and every place visible on it was overrun by Living Corpses.
Those Living Corpses targeted Superheroes and their family, friends, and homes. Ordinary people were not in immediate danger unless they got in the way.
But that was troublesome enough. The Justice League Collective had over five hundred registered Heroes. Some had died or been injured in the series of incidents over the past half