After taking back her heart and regaining her power, the Enchantress raised her hands and carefully examined herself.
Then her figure vanished from the restroom in an instant. When she appeared again, she was already inside a room.
Her goal was clear. She walked to a wall cabinet and fixed her gaze on a ceramic doll placed on it.
The Enchantress picked up the doll. Her figure flickered again, and she appeared out on the street.
Her sudden appearance startled the passersby. Seeing her strange outfit, they all kept their distance.
The Enchantress casually chose a passerby, flashed in front of him, and then twisted open the ceramic doll.
Immediately, a cloud of black smoke flew out from the doll. The smoke, dotted with sparks, drifted into the passerby's nose and mouth.
The passerby covered his nose and mouth, not knowing what had just happened.
A faint glow gradually lit up in his eyes. His expression turned blank, as if he no longer knew where he was.
At that moment, the Enchantress spoke in an ancient language, "Brother, can you hear my voice?"
"I've set you free."
"Where are we?", The passerby spoke, his voice ancient and distant.
"The same world as before, just many years later than our time." The Enchantress stroked the passerby's face.
"What happened here?", The passerby looked around, as if something inside him was observing this world.
"Humans have turned against us," The Enchantress pressed a hand to her chest.
"But they once worshiped us."
"We were once the gods they worshiped," the passerby said softly.
"Now they worship machines. I will build a machine to destroy them."
"Brother, come help me," The Enchantress stepped back.
The passerby suddenly collapsed, as if he had stopped breathing.
After witnessing the Enchantress release the black smoke, none of the nearby pedestrians dared to approach.
At that moment, something like tentacles suddenly extended out from the passerby's body. These tendrils, glowing with an orange light, grabbed a pedestrian, pulled him over, and pressed him together with the passerby's body.
"My God, what is that?"
"Run, get out of here!"
"Mom, I'm scared!"
"Call the police, dial 911!"
All kinds of voices rang out across the street. At this moment, more tendrils stretched out in all directions.
They randomly seized passersby and dragged them in.
In the blink of an eye, several people had been caught. They clung together, rolling, merging, as if a new kind of creature was forming.
Soon, a pitch-black arm covered in orange patterns stretched out from the mass of flesh.
Then the mass wriggled and shifted, turning into a small giant over two meters tall.
This small giant had a black body with orange patterns across it, wearing clothing similar to the Enchantress.
He stood up, looked around, then raised his hand toward a nearby building.
From his palm, a cluster of glowing yellow tendrils shot out. They seemed capable of altering matter.
As soon as these tendrils pierced into the building, everything they touched was broken down. The edges transformed into a strange crystalline substance.
The Enchantress's brother, also a powerful sorcerer from ancient times, casually released strands of black tendrils.
Those things swept across the surroundings. Anything they touched, whether cars, streetlights, buildings, or humans, all were instantly broken down and erased.
The street fell into complete chaos.
Alex stood in the night sky, watching the entire process, with no intention of stopping it.
If anything, if someone tried to stop the siblings, Alex might even help them.
After experiencing two multiverse events, he knew that the more drastically the original events of a universe were altered, the greater the rewards.
In the movie, the siblings built some inexplicable machine, but it barely got to show any power.
The Enchantress's brother, that male sorcerer, ended up dying together with the fire demon, blown up by a bomb.
The Enchantress died even more casually, tricked by Harley into surrendering, only to have her chest cut open and her heart dug out.
After watching the whole movie, Alex never really understood how that so-called "machine," or the Enchantress's black magic, was supposed to destroy humanity.
In the film, it was just lightning falling from the sky, destroying things like satellites, launch towers, and aircraft carriers.
But before anything more could happen, the Enchantress was already dead.
And now, the squad of desperate criminals that Harley belonged to had already disbanded.
After killing Amanda, those villains had gone their separate ways. There was no way they would stand up to stop the Enchantress and her brother again.
What remained were probably Batman, Wonder Woman, and an entirely unknown variable, Clark.
Alex guessed the first two would most likely show up. As for Superman, it was hard to say.
But even if Superman came, it didn't matter. Alex had fought him before. No matter how powerful Superman might become in the future, at least for now, Alex wasn't helpless against Clark.
At this moment, the Enchantress had already released her magical energy. A beam of light shot into the sky, creating some unknown gravitational pull.
Various objects began to float upward, drawn into the beam, gradually forming the outline of a world-ending machine.
Meanwhile, the male sorcerer began throwing cars from the street into the air. As soon as they rose, they became raw materials, flying toward the beam on their own.
People inside the cars screamed as they jumped out. The lucky ones just fell and got back up. The unlucky ones broke bones on impact.
People screamed and ran.
At that moment, police cars arrived on the street. Their sirens caught the male sorcerer's attention.
The black giant walked toward them, raised his hand, and aimed his palm at the police cars.
A circular magic array appeared in his palm. Then the tendrils shot out, wrapping around the police cars, dismantling them, and tossing them into the sky to become part of the world-ending machine.
While maintaining the black magic construct, the Enchantress used another form of magic.
She released tendrils of black energy streaked with blue light, spreading them outward. These tendrils locked onto pedestrians.
They grabbed people, lifted them into the air.
Then the tendrils began to glow section by section, rings of blue light spreading toward the humans. The people began to tremble.
They transformed into monsters covered in black bubbles.
These were the Enchantress's soldiers. And the way she created them was far more "efficient" than in the movie.
In the film, she had to kiss humans to transform them.
At the time, Alex had been complaining while watching.
That movie had too many flaws. Aside from Harley being easy on the eyes, everything else had been turned into a mess by the director.
Just seeing the Joker, who once gave Batman so much trouble, turned into a childish guy who only raced cars and chased girls, made Alex want to drag the director out and beat him.
Fortunately, in this multiverse, these characters weren't so absurd.
———
While Midway City was undergoing drastic changes—
Far away in Metropolis, Bruce Wayne and Diana Prince arrived beneath an apartment building.
From a window above, a flash of red light flickered.
Both of them saw a figure step back and leave the window.
They exchanged a glance.
Bruce Wayne said, "This is the home of Mr. Silas Stone. He's a biotechnology scientist, specializing in research on turning damaged cells into healthy tissue instantly."
"His wife, Elinor Betty, worked in the same field. But not long ago, his wife and son were in a car accident."
"His wife died on the spot. As for his son, he should have been dead, theoretically."
"But it seems Dr. Silas used the Mother Box to keep his son alive."
Diana nodded, "In that case, the Mother Box really might be able to bring Lois back."
At that moment, they heard passersby talking.
"Didn't you see the news? There are monsters in Midway City, and some kind of bizarre machine."
"I heard the military has started evacuating the city. Wonder what it's like over there now."
Hearing this, Bruce immediately took out his phone. Moments later, a report from Midway City appeared on the screen.
["As you can see, monsters have suddenly appeared in Midway City."]
["And there's a strange machine. Oh God, I have a bad feeling about this."]
On the screen, the military had already entered the city. Two tanks were firing at a distant building.
Above that building, a beam of light rose into the sky, forming a massive vortex. Countless objects were being pulled into it, merging into a huge, unknown machine.
At that moment, a black giant appeared. His body glowed with yellow patterns, dressed in strange, wizard-like clothing.
He released tentacle-like appendages, piercing through the two tanks, then lifting them into the air and throwing them toward the vortex.
Bruce looked at the woman beside him, "I think meeting Mr. Silas doesn't require both of us."
Diana nodded, "Understood. I'll head to Midway City immediately."
The two parted ways.
———
[In Midway City]
A large portion of the citizens had already been evacuated. At least in the affected districts, there were no civilians left.
The military moved into the streets with confidence.
As they approached the enemy-controlled zone, the commander ordered a bombardment.
Tank after tank shelled the area for several minutes. Hundreds of shells rained down densely, creating waves of explosions.
After the bombardment, large numbers of transformed "fallen warriors" rushed out.
These creatures included elderly men and women in their seventies or eighties, some without teeth, as well as men in their prime, and even soldiers from the first wave that had attacked the zone.
After being transformed by the Enchantress, they had no emotions, no fear.
They charged rapidly toward the human army.
Behind these "fallen warriors" stood the Enchantress's brother, the black giant marked with glowing patterns.
He continuously released those tendrils that seemed to come from another dimension, sweeping across the battlefield, destroying soldiers and vehicles alike.
In the fierce battle, the entire street burned with flames. Surrounding buildings were nearly destroyed, leaving only scattered ruins.
Vehicles lay overturned across the street, and soon they began to float into the air, drawn into the vortex, becoming part of the "world-ending machine."
Seeing that the enemy was difficult to stop, the ground commander roared into his communicator, "Where are the jets?"
"Where are the jets?"
Almost the next second, two fighter jets entered the city, strafing the ground with 105mm cannon fire.
Ratatatat!
Under the intense firepower, plumes of smoke erupted across the street. The "fallen warriors" and the male sorcerer were all exposed to the attack.
Just as the jets passed overhead, several tendrils shot up from the smoke below, striking one of the jets and hurling it toward the "world-ending machine."
Then the male sorcerer targeted the other jet with black tendrils.
At that moment, a figure rushed in under the night sky.
The dark figure brushed past the tendrils, severing them instantly.
The figure landed on the street, sliding hundreds of meters before stopping.
Wonder Woman, Diana, had finally arrived.
Clad in armor, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other.
She locked her eyes on the distant sorcerer, shouted, and pushed off the ground. The pavement sank as she shot forward like a cannonball.
The scenery blurred past as the sorcerer rapidly grew larger in her vision.
As she passed by him, she struck with her shield—
Bang!
A shockwave burst out, knocking the sorcerer flat on his back.
He scrambled up and thrust both hands toward her.
Light flared in his palms, forming magic arrays. Black tendrils burst forth, racing toward Wonder Woman.
Diana turned and charged without hesitation. As she ran, the Godkiller sword flashed repeatedly, slicing apart every tendril.
When she closed the distance, she swung her sword upward, launching the small giant into the air.
He crashed to the ground and struggled to get up.
Seizing the opportunity, Diana raised both arms, about to clash her bracelets to release a shockwave.
But at that moment, several glowing bands of deep red light, marked with strange symbols, wrapped around her right arm.
The bands yanked backward, pulling her off balance.
As she turned, a strong arm wrapped around her, pulling her into an embrace.
She was pressed against Alex.
Alex smiled, "Good evening, Miss Prince."
Diana raised the arm bound by the glowing bands, "Mr. John, what does this mean?"
"And don't you think we're a little too close?"
Alex's lips curved upward, "If you're willing, we can get even closer."
As he spoke, he flew up into the night sky, landing on a nearby rooftop before setting her down.
Diana looked toward the ancient sorcerer on the distant street, "Why did you stop me?"
Alex smiled, "Don't you think this is a good opportunity?"
Diana's hair fluttered in the night wind. She turned back, brushing strands from her face.
"What opportunity?"
Alex admired her striking beauty and said casually, "An opportunity to awaken Superman's fighting spirit."
"An ancient enemy, a world-ending threat. All that's missing is a hero's entrance."
"If you solve this, we'll miss the chance to awaken him."
Diana shook her head, "I've seen him. In his current state, I don't think this method will work."
Alex didn't care, "You won't know unless you try."
"Doesn't he still have an adoptive mother?"
"If those two sorcerers destroy the world, his mother won't survive either."
"So at least for her sake, I bet he'll step forward."
Diana insisted, "This isn't a good approach."
"Besides, we've already found the Mother Box user, Dr. Silas Stone."
"Bruce has gone to find him."
'The Mother Box?'
Alex narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled, "Now that's different."
His figure vanished into the air.
At full speed, he shot toward Metropolis.
As for the Enchantress and her "world-ending machine," Alex had already lost interest.
Compared to the Mother Box, they were nothing.
Diana shook her head, then leapt off the building. She hooked a streetlight with her Lasso of Truth, swung forward, and sped toward the area where the two ancient sorcerers were.
———
[Metropolis]
Bruce Wayne stepped out of his car. A tall black young man stepped out as well. Victor Stone.
Silas's son. After the accident, only part of his body remained, but thanks to the Mother Box, he now had a body of steel.
He wore a tracksuit, but a red glow from his chest shone through the fabric.
"Thank you, Victor."
"Thank you for trusting me."
Bruce looked toward the laboratory ahead.
He hadn't found Silas at the apartment earlier, but had met Victor instead.
After revealing his identity and explaining his purpose, Victor chose to trust him and brought him to his father's lab.
"He spends all his time studying that strange cube now. He says he'll do everything he can to restore me to what I was before."
The young man pulled his hood lower to cover most of his head, "But both of us know that's impossible."
Bruce glanced at him but didn't try to comfort him.
At a moment like this, words were meaningless.
Only by accepting that he was no longer the same and moving forward could Victor continue, instead of staying trapped in the past.
"I'll go in and speak with Dr. Silas."
Just as Bruce was about to enter the lab, there was a soft 'bang', followed by a familiar voice.
"Silas and the Mother Box are here?"
Bruce and Victor instinctively stepped back.
Because beside them, someone had suddenly appeared. Alex.
After arriving in Metropolis, Alex had located Bruce through his psychic field, then used his mind as an anchor to teleport here.
Victor said in a low voice, "Who is he?"
"This is John. Mr. John is our—"
Bruce had intended to say "friend," but thinking back on Alex's actions, the word didn't quite fit.
"We know each other," Alex said, smoothing things over before walking toward the lab.
"Wait, we agreed only you would go in," Victor said, blocking his path.
Before Bruce could respond, Alex chuckled, "Don't block the way, kid."
With a casual push, Victor was sent flying, crashing into a car by the roadside and setting off its alarm.
Alex scanned the interior of the lab and, sure enough, found Silas.
Victor jumped back down and tore off his tracksuit, "You're scanning the lab. What are you trying to do?"
Alex ignored him completely and walked straight toward the lab entrance.
Bruce called out behind him, "Please wait, Mr. John."
"I promised Victor that I would be the one to meet Dr. Silas."
"What do your promises have to do with me?", Alex smiled, suddenly accelerating and smashing straight into the lab.
Bruce's expression turned serious.
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