With a loud crash, the spare sledgehammer that Harley Quinn was carrying on her shoulder slammed to the ground.
She was completely stunned. For the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared in her crazed eyes as she stared intently at the expressionless brat.
Resurrection... Poison Ivy?
The next second, Harley, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, lunged at Damian, grabbing his cloak collar with both hands, spitting as she shouted, "Are you serious, kid?! Are you kidding me?!"
Damian felt dizzy from being shaken, and his face showed undisguised disgust. He reached out and slapped away the hands that were grabbing him.
"Why don't you just ask yourself?" he said coldly, straightening his wrinkled collar.
This sentence completely shattered Harley Quinn's psychological defenses.
She didn't go crazy or scream anymore; she just suddenly turned her head, and two black tear tracks, mixed with her eye makeup, snaked down her messy face.
Like a wounded little animal, she stumbled and rushed towards Thor, her voice trembling with uncontrollable sobs.
"Is what that bat brat said true?! You... you can really resurrect Red?!"
Thor looked down at the woman who was completely emotionally broken down, and the cynical expression on his face softened slightly.
He scrutinized her for a moment before slowly saying, "Resurrecting your Puddin' isn't out of the question."
Upon hearing this, Harley's crying stopped abruptly.
She shook her head violently, as if she were about to snap her neck.
"No! I don't want him!" she screamed, shouting with all her might, "I want Red! I only want Red! Just give me Red, and I'll do anything! Anything!"
There was not a trace of falsehood in her words; they were the kind of resolute determination that would sell Soul Stone.
Thor looked at her and finally stopped teasing her.
He said nothing, and didn't even move a finger.
It was just a thought.
In an instant, countless emerald green vines broke through the hard alloy floor in the open space in the center of the room and grew wildly.
Delicate flower buds bloom at the tips of the vines, pollen fills the air, and the air is instantly filled with an intoxicating fragrance.
The vines and flowers intertwined, coiled, and shaped rapidly in a way that defied the laws of nature, until finally, a lifelike human figure made of plants appeared before everyone.
A green glow flowed, the vines disappeared, the petals withered, revealing a naked woman with dazzling red hair beneath.
Pamela Aisley, Poison Ivy, slowly opened her eyes.
She was still a little confused, looking down at her hands, seemingly not understanding where she was or why she was there.
" Red--!"
A heart-wrenching scream shattered her thoughts. Harley Quinn, like a cannonball, rushed forward and hugged her tightly, kissing and calling out to her face.
" Red! Red! I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime! Waaaaaah--!"
Constantine stood to the side, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and slowly exhaled a perfect smoke ring. Amidst the swirling smoke, he said in an aria-like tone, "What a touching love story."
Thor glanced at the Hellblazer and smirked, "It's better than your love affair with the King Shark, isn't it?"
"Puff--!"
Captain Boomerang spat out the mouthful of liquor he had just taken a sip of.
Everyone in the room froze in their tracks.
The next second, dozens of gazes suddenly focused on Constantine.
Those gazes were a mixture of shock, astonishment, and a Shocker: "You actually play this kind of perverted game?!"
Gay men are one thing, but they're not even the same species!
Even Zatanna, who was standing next to him, subconsciously took a big step to the side to create a safe distance.
Constantine felt his heart breaking. He opened his mouth, wanting to curse, but seeing Thor's ambiguous smile, he swallowed the words back.
He had no doubt that if he dared to utter a single extra word, that blond bastard would send his Xiao Zha back to Hell and take him away the next second.
Damn it, I can't afford to mess with them.
While Harley and Poison Ivy were still embracing and weeping, pouring out their hearts to each other, a capable woman stepped forward.
It was Lois Lane, who had just negotiated with Harley Quinn. She walked up to Thor and extended a hand.
"Hello, my name is Lois Lane. May I ask how I should address you?"
Thor extended his hand and gently shook hers. " Thor Odinson."
Odinson.
Upon hearing this surname, the expressions of most people present became subtle.
They only knew the man as Thor before, but now that his full name was revealed, almost everyone immediately thought of the same person—the Thor from Northern Europe mythology.
The surviving heroes unanimously turned their questioning gazes to the Flash.
Here, he was the only one who had the most contact with this man.
Barry Allen shrugged, giving him a "what's the big deal?" look. "Okay, he is Thor, but not the one from our universe. But what's so strange about that? You guys have seen those guys on Mount Olympus before."
Lois took a deep breath, just about to speak and reveal the entire battle plan she and Batman had devised, when Thor raised his hand to interrupt her.
"I know."
Thor glanced around at everyone present and said slowly, "Send a portion of our forces to attack those three Apokolips machines that are terraforming Earth, to draw the attention of the Parademons and Doomsday. Then the main force will go directly to Apokolips through the Boom Tube to rescue the Justice League, right?"
He curled his lip and bluntly commented, "To be honest, I don't have high hopes for your plan. Because among your group, only Barry has any real fighting ability..."
He glanced at the Flash, then at the boy beside him, "... and Billy."
Shazam Billy Batson, whose name was called, paused for a moment, then straightened his back.
"However, I can enchant you," Thor added.
"I can help too," a cool female voice rang out.
Raven, Rachel Thaddeus Ross, emerges from the shadows.
Thor's gaze fell on her, especially the red Crystal on her forehead, and he suddenly slapped his forehead. "Oh, right, I just remembered, there's still that annoying guy we haven't dealt with."
As he spoke, he casually extended his right hand, and before anyone could react, his index finger gently touched the Crystal on the Raven's forehead.
"Buzz--!"
The red Crystal burst forth with a blinding light, and an evil, chaotic will, powerful enough to drive mortals mad, surged forth from it, attempting to resist.
However, Thor only pinched it lightly.
"Come out now."
That immense evil will seemed to be forcibly pulled from the Crystal by an invisible hand, condensing in mid-air into a hideous, enormous demonic phantom burning with Hellfire.
Before the Trigon's clone could even let out a roar, Thor grabbed it and held it in his hand.
A crystal Crystal appeared in his hand, while the enormous clone of the Trigon was trapped inside the small ball, frantically ramming and roaring, but to no avail.
Thor toyed with the Crystal in his hand, then looked at the dazed Raven and said in a negotiating tone, "My lab needs a demon research subject, so I'll take this clone of your father. You don't mind, do you?"
"..."
The entire room fell into a deathly silence once again.
If resurrecting Poison Ivy was a miracle, then casually putting Trigon's clone into a glass ball was a complete divine punishment.
Especially for those on the magical side, such as Constantine, Raven, and Zatanna, they felt their worldview being repeatedly rubbed into the ground.
They even began to wonder if they were still asleep, and if it was all just a bizarre nightmare.
Thor casually put the Crystal sealing the Trigon into his own space, then clapped his hands.
"To be honest, it's been a long time since I've seriously used my divine power." He cracked his neck, his knuckles making a series of crisp sounds. "I'll enchant you all once, let you experience what it's like to Thor."
He straightened up, and the lazy air about him vanished instantly, replaced by an ancient and majestic divinity.
He chanted a solemn prayer in Asgard, a voice that seemed to transcend eternity, resonating deep within the Soul Stone of everyone present.
"By Odin above, and with the glory of Asgard as witness!"
"Those who hold this heart, vowing to overthrow the Lord of Apocalypse, and fearlessly protect the free beings of the world, shall, for this expedition, temporarily borrow the might of Thor's thunderous power!"
The moment the words left his mouth, a burst of seven-colored lightning power erupted from Thor's body!
The immense divine power transformed into streams of light, precisely flowing into the bodies of everyone present.
From the Flash to Captain Boomerang, from Lois Lane to Harley Quinn, without exception.
Even Shazam, who already possessed magical lightning, felt a purer and more powerful lightning force surge into his body, further purifying and strengthening his original divine power!
Constantine felt the unprecedented, almost explosive, terrifying power within him. He clenched his fist, feeling the electricity crackling at his fingertips, and a wildly joyful smile appeared on his face.
"Cool!" he yelled, "Now I'm definitely going to beat Clark up!"