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Have I seen this stone statue and this person’s face somewhere before?

Thinking of this, Floyd felt a little creepy as he froze in place.

Seen it?How is this possible?If it was true that according to Constantine, these were all figures from the ancient mythological era, and they had great backgrounds, how could he, Freud, have seen them.

After all, this may be separated by dozens, even dozens of centuries, thousands of years of long time. For a 'mortal' like him, this is simply an unimaginable long time. If there can be a relationship between the two of them, It would be a bit too far-fetched to have an intersection.

'Maybe I'm just having some random thoughts in this hellish place'

After not seeing any movement from the stone statue for a long time, Floyd let go of Harley Quinn's hand, which looked strange, and slowly lowered his other arm that was ready to shoot at any time. He took a deep breath secretly.

Even though Floyd is the "Death Shooter" that everyone in the outside world fears, and is the world's top assassin and mercenary killer, he still feels inadequate every time he performs these supernatural tasks. .Because in the end, he is just an ordinary human being.

However, he had to be more ruthless and stronger than anyone else, and after experiencing so many things, he just wanted to be able to escape from Amanda Waller's clutches and go home as soon as possible, and return to his only daughter.

This is also the only motivation and expectation that he still struggles in this damn 'Suicide Squad'.

"what happened?"

A sudden voice from behind brought Floyd back from his thoughts.

He turned his head and looked around. It was Bruce. Batman was looking at him. It seemed hard to see his expression on the face wearing a bat mask, but at such a close distance, Floyd could still see two people who were not. It is obvious that the protruding double chin is very eye-catching.

"Nothing, we should continue to find ways to find the exit here and the whereabouts of the magic lamp."

Freud said casually, but suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Bruce saw the other person staring at his cheek with a strange look for some reason.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

Batman is obviously indifferent, and he won't show any other expression or demeanor just because of Freud's eyes that almost make people have goosebumps. At most, he will only feel a little strange in his heart.

"you"

Freud withdrew his gaze and turned his gaze to the face of the giant stone statue. He looked back and forth between the two, and his expression gradually became very subtle.

""

Bruce was obviously aware of Freud's abnormality. He followed the other person's gaze and looked at the face of the giant stone statue in front of him, and his pupils suddenly shrank inaudibly.

"Who exactly are you?"

Floyd suddenly loomed over him.He almost grabbed Bruce by his cape and tie.

He looked closely into the other person's eyes and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Why does this stone statue look exactly like you, Bruce Wayne!?"

That's right, no one here will notice, even he didn't notice during his search just now. In this ancient palace that has been buried for thousands of years, sixteen giant stone statues stand quietly here. Long years.

What is strange and shocking is that one of the stone statues actually has a striking resemblance to the look and demeanor of Bruce Wayne, a billionaire in Gotham City. And the only person who knows that Batman is Bruce Wayne is Bruce Wayne. Lloyd alone.

Is this just some kind of coincidence?Impossible, Freud never believed in coincidences or accidents, because he was the master of 'coincidences' and 'accidents'. In his hands, I don't know how many people have created what are believed to be coincidences and accidents. incident, he could not understand it more clearly.

In a special space where one doesn't even know if it is still on the earth, such a huge palace contains more than a dozen stone statues created in the mythical era. It actually has some incomprehensible relationship with Batman's true appearance. There was an unknown connection, and Batman himself was standing here at this moment. Freud couldn't believe that this was just an accident.

"I don't know."

Even Bruce was distracted for a moment. He didn't expect to suddenly discover such a bizarre thing.

The stone statue in front of him is indeed too similar to his real appearance.Perhaps the only difference is that the original appearance of this stone statue will be more domineering and unruly. The eyebrows are slightly higher, like a sword, and the cheeks are thinner. This sharp demeanor is consistent with his usual low profile. It doesn't match, but even so, it is still difficult to explain such a bizarre event in a place like this ancient ruins with just the word 'coincidence'.

In just this short period of time, a lot of thoughts and assumptions flashed through his mind, and he suddenly frowned tightly.

"Don't tell me, is this just a coincidence?"

Freud obviously didn't intend to simply let him go.

"I really don't know what's going on. Do you still suspect that Waller and I colluded to come here to murder you? If Waller or I need to do this, we will have countless such opportunities in the outside world. , why should I drag myself into the water and come to such a ghost place together?"

Bruce shouted.

"Like you, I know nothing about this place."

""

Seeing that Floyd didn't seem to be planning to let him go, Bruce couldn't help but shook his head.

"Calm down, Floyd. Could this be some kind of magic? Don't forget, Caitlin suddenly disappeared. We still don't know where she is, and Mark suddenly disappeared just now. This Could it be related?"

After hearing Bruce's question, Freud relaxed his vigilance slightly, and seemed to think it made sense, but he was not completely relieved.

"Batman, I'll give you a chance to prove it. Go and find out if there's anything special about this stone statue. Don't play any tricks. I'll just keep an eye on you."

When they inspected the entire hall just now, they didn't touch anything because they were afraid of any unexpected danger, but at this moment, Freud knew that something had to be done.

"Otherwise I will make your identity public. Let everyone think about what is going on."

"Okay. Okay."

Bruce was a little helpless.

"as you wish."

He glanced at Harley Quinn who was standing not far away, staring at them. He turned around and took out the [Slaughter Angel] that was stored on the side of his thigh. His hand was wrapped with the Holy Relic of Moses. Bu walked to the feet of the huge stone statue.

Stretching out his hand, he frowned, intending to explore if there was anything weird about the stone statue in front of him.

A slightly rough stone texture comes from the skin.

Bruce felt a strange throbbing in his heart for no reason.

"Just an ordinary stone statue?"

He subconsciously wanted to take his hand back, but suddenly he felt the ground beneath his feet shaking.

"what happened?!"

Everyone in the hall became nervous.

"Who woke me up?"

Bruce suddenly felt a disembodied and honest male voice coming from deep inside his heart.

"I feel a long-lost intimacy, a throbbing from my soul, that's right."

"You are back after all. I have always believed that one day, you will come back and get what belongs to you.'

Who is speaking?

As soon as Bruce had this idea, he heard Constantine's urgent shouting in his ears.

"Oops! We have to get out of here as soon as possible"

But on the other side, before Constantine could finish his shout, he suddenly felt a strong whistling sound coming from his ears.

"Space Warp"

Constantine's expression suddenly changed, and his whole person suddenly disappeared without a trace.

As he disappeared, other members of Task Force

He wanted to take away the palm he placed on the stone statue, but found that it was as if he was glued to it and couldn't get away no matter what.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Without hesitation, Bruce waved the Blood Angel that he had already held in his other hand and slashed it head-on at the stone statue in front of him.

But the moment the blade touched the stone statue, his strength failed.

With a stagger, the stone statue in front of him disappeared, and the main hall also disappeared. Instead, there was a void of space floating up, down, left, and right around him, as if he had reached the boundary of some kind of universe.

"We can finally be together again. Thousands of years have passed, spanning time and space. Are you ready?"

The voice in my heart was amplified, as if it was everywhere.

"What are you ready for? Who are you?"

Bruce lowered his head and glanced warily. His hand was still wrapped in the holy cloth and holding the Blood Angel. Could this be another illusion test?

"Of course you are one with me. We are one."

The voice said, but suddenly stopped.

Then, Bruce heard a slightly questioning sound.

"Why can't I see your memory?"

"This is impossible. Even if 1 years pass, it is impossible for 'I' to forget where I came from. Wait, in your memory, how is this possible for Gotham Bruce Wayne? How did you become Batman? "

"what are you talking about"

"This world turns out to belong to the DC universe dimension."

A male voice whispers to himself.

"But why have all the memories that 'I' should have disappeared? It's impossible for this to happen. Could there be some special change that happened in the past thousands of years?"

"Is there something else that I don't know about that is secretly causing trouble?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about. Is this strange space a trick of yours?"

Bruce touched his side ear, which was where the miniature headset was hidden. He tried his communication link, but found that all communication signals had lost their link, leaving only noise.

This made his heart sink slightly.

Oops, if communication is completely interrupted, wouldn't the nanobomb start a countdown to self-activation?

"Nano bomb, what a crude little trick."

But the honest male voice seemed to be able to sense what he was thinking and pondering in his mind. He just heard a cold snort. Bruce suddenly felt a slight sting on the back of his head, and something foreign seemed to stick to his skin. Then, before he could reach out, When he touched it, he was sucked away by a force of void.

Turning back, Bruce happened to see an explosion of gorgeous fireworks.

The nano bomb that was originally buried deep in the back of his head was taken out so easily with unknown power, and then it was as if it was easily crushed by an invisible hand in the void.

"Who the hell are you?"

The Sword of Damocles hanging above his head was taken off simply and crudely, but Bruce became more and more vigilant.

The unknown existence he faced undoubtedly came from ancient times. It must be extremely terrifying to exist even today and has not been eliminated. Could it be the Cain that Constantine mentioned?Dracula?Or even Earth Consciousness Gaia?

"Haha, you really look like Batman. If you don't say you are Batman, there is nothing wrong with you. But your guess is wrong. I am neither Cain, nor Dracula, nor Gaia. You These existences that I knew were nothing but insignificant ant dust when I was at my peak."

The honest male voice didn't answer the question, but the final words suddenly carried an indescribable domineering air.

But before Bruce could think about whether what the male voice said was true or false, he suddenly found that the other party had nothing to say.

The male voice seemed to fall into silence for a while, and Bruce didn't speak. After a while, the voice that sounded like it was everywhere came out again.

"Do you want to hear a story?"

"Story? Sorry, it seems that the current situation does not allow me to listen to stories here."

Bruce frowned.Although this voice did not show any obvious hostility towards him, it still made him somewhat unpredictable.

"I know what you want to say. Where have your 'teammates' gone? You are worried that they will find the magic lamp first. But I think your worries are unnecessary. They should have entered the Sunwell Seal The place. That is where the consciousness of Gaia is suppressed. In the entire dimensional sealed space, anyone who enters this place, as long as they touch the forbidden mechanism of the sealed place, will be forcibly sent to the Sunwell Seal without distinction. , unless you have the twelve artifacts made and left behind by the expeditioners who first came to this planet as a pass, you will be trapped in it forever."

"Expeditioner?"

"It's the so-called gods as you understand them."

"I don't think your magician friend knows this."

In front of Bruce, a floating picture like a whole series of images suddenly appeared. It was a large cave that looked extremely hot, and an irregular round well protruded upwards from the ground. Even if he didn't stand in front of it in person, , and seemed to be able to feel the astonishing temperature that it conveyed that distorted everything. Looking down into the well, there seemed to be countless bright orange lava rolling and surging inside.

In mid-air, hundreds of huge chains running across the cave are interspersed in the stone walls of the cave. It seems that you can faintly see that the center point of the iron chains interspersed seems to be tied to a naked humanoid creature. It is right there. Directly above the well-shaped terrain and near the edge of the cave were a group of men and women dressed in different clothes.

The camera of the picture quickly moved forward, and Bruce could clearly see that they were all the members of Team A safe area was formed inside, with everyone protecting her, and everyone's expressions looked very solemn.

"The temperature inside the Sunwell Seal is extremely high. If there hadn't been such a person with superpowers who could control ice, I think even your magician friend would have had a headache."

The voice returned to a calm tone and said calmly.

"But this can only save them for a while. They are dead."

"Is there any way you can save them?"

"You want to save them? These stupid guys dare to break into the sealed land of Gaia and covet the magic lamp. Since they are seeking death themselves, wouldn't it be better to let them fend for themselves in the sunwell?"

""

"Oh? You have already secretly informed the Justice League. Haha, but believe me, even your Superman friends and even the Speedster will never be able to break through the Sunwell seal. It is easy to get in and difficult to get out. If you have to break through forcefully, the outcome will be only One is to cause the backlash of the sealing formation. And once Gaia and Cain are awakened, the consequences will only be worse than you imagine."

"I feel very strongly that you don't quite believe what I say."

Seeing that Bruce remained silent, the voice became a little playful.

"Well, how about we make a deal. I can help you solve these troubles and save these people. I can even tell you what the magic lamp [Isodar Shah Nun] you know is like. Where. But correspondingly, you have to listen to me tell a story."

"What story do you want to tell me?"

Bruce stared at the gray void in front of him, still with the same low and hoarse voice.

"A story about your destiny."

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