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Chapter 710 Fuck, he's a god!
"He got away with it again."

The person who appeared was none other than the father of the DC universe, the infamous Batman Bruce Wayne.

It had only been a short time since I last saw them, but they had actually completed some kind of upgrade, and now they seemed to have completely transformed into a hell lord.

The dull thud sent Satan flying backward, the first time he had ever been so badly injured in the entire battle.

When he saw Batman suddenly appear, he scrambled to his feet, gently wiping the still-crackling laser residue from the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his white suit.

A flick of the wrist sends an electric arc flashing.

“You are more suited to be the Lord of Hell than I am.” Satan looked at Batman and laughed heartily.

Before this, Constantine was a very interesting soul in his eyes, more than just a delicious food, but when he saw Batman, he immediately forgot about Constantine.

Perfectly suited to the environment of Hell, there is absolutely no one in the world more suited to rule Hell than the Bat-Man before you.

"How confident are you that you can take him down?" Batman ignored Satan and looked at Tan Wenjie instead.

Tan Wenjie answered decisively, "I have absolutely no confidence."

He is Satan, the lord of hell. Even if you kill Satan, he will still be resurrected in hell.

What hell? That's Satan's spring home.

Batman said in his usual low, somber voice, "Then send him back to hell."

After roughly confirming Satan's identity, Batman immediately determined that the situation was urgent and only Tan Wenjie could deal with him.

His human technology is currently useless.

Only through mutual cooperation.

"Much simpler." Tan Wenjie's expression immediately relaxed. "Tell him not to use time stop."

As a man, his biggest fear was someone using the evil time stop on him; it always gave him a chilling feeling.

"Maybe I can."

The hellfire burning on Batman grew ever stronger.

A few hours earlier, Tan Wenjie and his group left the Devil's Bar, but the succubus Ellie, who had been nearly drained dry by Tan Wenjie, became Batman's prisoner.

The process was somewhat thrilling and even unexpected, but when Batman came into contact with the power of hell, due to the near-perfect compatibility, he instantly absorbed the power of hell and became a lord of hell.

He growled in a low voice, the bright red Batman symbol on his chest seemingly spewing hellfire.

Looking up, I found that Tan Wenjie was still standing there, not moving.

Batman shouted, "How long are you going to wait?!"

"coming."

Tan Wenjie sighed. This was a battle destined to be a laborious one with no good outcome. However, if he didn't send Satan back to hell, he would have to run away and leave this world first.

His eyes shone with divine light once more, and he charged toward Satan, wielding his divine weapon.

Without the time-stopping effect on Tan Wenjie, and being extremely wary of the sharpness of the Divine Demon Sword in Tan Wenjie's hand, Satan could only dodge.

In the darkness, space was cleaved open by the sharp ancient sword, like eyes suddenly opening wide and then quickly closing again, leaving no gap in the air.

Just as Satan was about to breathe a sigh of relief after dodging Tan Wenjie's sword once again, a sword fell from the sky and pierced his head.

Wonder Woman crouches on Satan's shoulder, her hands gripping the sword behind her back as she thrusts it downwards.

It was a divine weapon after all. It had missed before, but this time it finally hit its mark, and the sword penetrated deeper and deeper into Satan's head.

Satan reached for his own legs on his shoulders, but they were quickly dodged.

Satan, with a sword stuck in his head, swayed unsteadily.

"Sa! ZAM!"

Hermione rushed up and struck the hilt with Zeus's thunderbolt, helping the sword penetrate even further.

"Hahaha!" Satan remained calm and composed, simply laughing.

Then Tan Wenjie rushed up with a hammer, smashing it onto the sword and helping it penetrate even deeper.

"You are well-suited for hell."

He raised his hand and grabbed at Tan Wenjie, showing no sign of injury or dishevelment.

But rings of hellfire spread, enveloping Satan, binding his hands and feet, and opening a demonic gate behind him.

Batman, the Lord of Hell, was panting heavily from exhaustion.

A powerful suction force pulled Satan, dragging him toward hell.

“Perfect indeed. Come with me.” Even with half his body submerged in hell, Satan still reached out to Batman, extending an olive branch. “You will be the most perfect demon.”

Batman simply clasped his hands together in a sudden strike.

"Snapped!"

The slap was crisp, and as Satan was dragged completely into hell, the gates of evil slammed shut.

Gazing at the dark, calm night sky, Batman said, "I am Batman."

"That's Iron Man's line," Tan Wenjie couldn't help but complain.

Looking at Batman again, the hellish power within him is rapidly being withdrawn, clearly indicating that he has relinquished some powerful force in order to counter Satan's time stop.

Noticing the gazes of Tan Wenjie and the others, Batman said, "That force almost drove me away and defeated me, but it failed."

Not to brag, but Batman is just a mortal among a group of superheroes, and he's even willing to give up his immense power, so he deserves some praise.

The situation on the ground was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

Wonder Woman twirled her hands, and all sorts of magical weapons disappeared behind her.

She walked up to Tan Wenjie and said, "I've heard that there are many rules in the divine realm where you live."

Tan Wenjie quickly recalled the events in his mind.

A marshal was demoted for harassing a dancer, a general was demoted for breaking a cup, and even Buddha's last disciple was punished by being reincarnated for being distracted. The daughters and granddaughters of leaders also longed for mortal life…

Then, somewhat hesitantly, he said, "This is pure slander."

Meeting Wonder Woman's gaze, he took a deep breath:

"A god should act like a god. How can he mess around with women? I don't know if you're familiar with him, but he's Zeus from Greek mythology..."

Wonder Woman: Stop!

Why is she bringing up her cheapskate father again? Even other gods aren't necessarily virtuous. She wanted to give examples to refute this, but then she shut up and remained silent.

I've never found a god who became famous for playing fancy tricks.

Batman: "..."

Did nobody really see me? I just saved the world in such a cool way.

The Dark Knight of Gotham, local knives, guns, and cannons.

"He's really powerful," Hermione's voice came, and Batman's chin lifted up.

When he tried to give Hermione a look of approval, he found her staring at the Sun Bull who had completely overpowered Gabriel.

Batman: "..."

The corners of his mouth were pressed down.

I'm not becoming a superhero for fame, so there's no need to care, no need, really no need...

The Minotaur, initially demonstrating the combined power of Kryptonians and zombie soldiers, has few rivals on a physical level.

However, Gabriel's holy power had a considerable suppressive effect on it.

This is still the power of Jiang Chen and the drought demon's bloodline. If it were an ordinary zombie king, it would have been evaporated by the angel's power long ago.

“He…” Batman looked at the Bull's familiar violent methods and immediately thought of a possibility.

The Kryptonian corpse... as well as the discoveries he made while tracking Tan Wenjie, and the evil aura, magic, etc.

Perhaps this freely moving Minotaur is the answer to the disappearance of the Kryptonian corpses.

Tan Wenjie had already arrived in front of Gabriel.

He was nothing more than God's number one henchman. Tan Wenjie also held a firm position as the top official in Heaven, serving as a guardian general among the first three generations of disciples of the Jade Void Palace.

He crouched down, waved for the bull's head to step back, and asked Gabriel, "Will you go back to see God yourself, or should I send you to see God?" Gabriel: "..."

He struggled to his feet, his wings violently torn off, but that didn't stop him from taking off. The wings were just decorations, and no one had ever seen Wonder Woman, Superman, or anyone else with wings on their backs.

Its main function is similar to that of a superhero's bodysuit or cape, used to signify their identity.

Gabriel took off and departed.

Satan was defeated, and he didn't believe he could still be of any use if he stayed. Moreover, judging from Tan Wenjie's expression, he didn't seem to intend to send him back to heaven, but rather to open a door and throw him into hell.

"Angels are so perceptive," Tan Wenjie exclaimed, feeling that Gabriel must have understood his thoughts.

He really wanted to give Gabriel to Satan just now.

We're all just trying to make a living underground. The titles of Emperor of Fengdu and Lord of Hell are pretty much the same. It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. Maybe we'll have business dealings in the future.

It's a pity that the local specialties of Paradise couldn't be preserved.

Tan Wenjie put the bull's head away, and at the same time he discovered that a second bull's head was about to be born.

"As a ghostly zombie, I worship the moon at night and possess the power of Krypton to bask in the sun during the day."

One is magic, the other is physics; they can both improve simultaneously.

But he also knew very well that the superposition of the two forces might not really result in 1+1=2; achieving a 1.3 times effect would be considered good luck.

"The matter is resolved." Tan Wenjie clapped his hands, then said to Batman, "Excuse me, could you please move aside?"

Batman: "..."

He took two steps in silence.

Tan Wenjie took out his camera and called Diana and Hermione to his side.

"Let's take a group photo to celebrate the Justice League's first successful operation!" He looked at Batman, "Could you please take a picture for me?"

Batman paused for a moment before nodding: "Okay."

"Yay!" Hermione flashed a peace sign.

Diana was somewhat aloof, but she still leaned slightly closer to Tan Wenjie's face.

Click! Another photo that can transcend multiple dimensions has been taken.

Batman, who silently returned the photos and camera, felt that something was amiss.

But he sincerely admitted that Tan Wenjie's "Justice League" plan was excellent, completely in line with his imagination, and the role played in this battle also proved that superhero teaming up was the right path.

However, Tan Wenjie had already begun to gather superheroes, and Tan Wenjie was a step too late.

Moreover, he knew very well that the sinister Batman was far less appealing than the superhero Jay who saved the earth, so when it came time to form a team, Tan Wenjie was the only option.

Tan Wenjie said, "It's time to go back and rest. But after this experience, I realized that Earth is in a very dangerous situation. We must invite more people to join us as soon as possible."

"You're right."

"But I definitely need to get a good rest tonight."

"By the way, Batman, remember to compensate the civilians affected by our battle."

Batman: "..."

Why would you say that? Does he already know your identity?
The somewhat unsociable Batman quietly hides in the shadows.

Having encountered aliens before, and now seeing Hell and Satan, even the mighty Batman felt his worldview had been greatly shaken. Compared to all of this, he even found the lunatics in Gotham City rather endearing.

Walking side by side down the street, Tan Wenjie suddenly said, "Hey, don't you guys feel like you've forgotten something?"

"Yawn, I don't feel any danger." Hermione rubbed her eyes. "Uncle Jay, I'm a little sleepy."

Diana also shook her head: "I don't feel anything."

Tan Wenjie nodded in realization: "Then it really is alright."

……

Right next door, Constantine, who was throwing rapid punches at the demon with brass knuckles, had no choice but to stop, panting heavily.

He was just an ordinary mortal who knew a little magic, nothing more.

His opponent, however, is the son of Satan. Although the other party has only used Angela's body to invade the human world and many of his powers are sealed, the power he can exert still far exceeds that of a mortal like him.

Throughout the battle, Constantine has consistently thrown two punches and then retreated, using a kiting tactic to keep the situation relatively stable.

"He failed," the Son of Satan laughed triumphantly.

He nearly wet his pants in fright when he learned that Satan had come to Earth in person.

Afterwards, the Son of Satan kept observing the battle. When he saw that Tan Wenjie and the others had truly beaten Satan back to hell, he believed that no one could stop him now.

As for whether Tan Wenjie and the others would come to stop him? The Son of Satan never thinks that far ahead; he hasn't even sorted out the things at hand yet.

Constantine staggered back half a step and exhaled, "I should hang up now."

Exhausted, his body leaned back weakly, and he finally collapsed to the ground.

I wonder how things are going with Tan Wenjie. Since Gabriel and Satan have both come, I'm sure they're in a bad situation. They might have already been dragged into hell.

He wasn't embarrassed at all; he was already used to it.

The only thing I'm not used to is that when I'm about to die, I can't even light a cigarette for myself in a cool way.

The Son of Satan laughed and pounced on him. Just as he pressed himself against Constantine in an extremely intimate position, a bright and dazzling light burst forth with a "boom".

Lightning, dragon roars, chanting, true fire... a complex and powerful array of forces enveloped the body of the Son of Satan.

Constantine watched as the son of Satan, who was lying on top of him, suddenly convulsed violently, then was dragged out of Angela's body by divine power and exploded into fireworks in the air, disappearing back into hell. Constantine simply opened his mouth slightly.

"Ugh~" Angela groaned as she lay back against Constantine's chest.

She opened her eyes blankly, looking at the human-shaped cushion of flesh beneath her: "Constantine."

“I’m glad you’re back, but could you please get up from me? I think I have a few broken ribs,” Constantine hissed in pain.

"Sorry," she said quickly as she got up, then hersed in pain.

Seeing her suddenly touch her face, Constantine quietly took off his brass knuckles and placed them under his buttocks.

“You were possessed by the Son of Satan just now. I had to hit you a few times to save you, but thankfully it really woke you up.” Constantine made a gesture of relief. Ignoring his own pain, he raised his hand to cup Angela’s face and said earnestly with deep eyes, “Angela, your will is very strong. You drove away the demon with your own will and survived.”

“Really?” Angela asked, puzzled. “But when I was in a daze, I remember someone hitting my face with brass knuckles.”

“Hahahaha.” Constantine chuckled dryly. “How could that be? That must be an illusion created by the devil.”

Then he quickly shifted his attention to his chest and took out a yellow talisman.

The yellow talisman turned to ash upon contact with the wind, then flew away as ashes with a gust of wind.

“Tan Wenjie’s Divine Protection Talisman,” Constantine said.

"What?" Angela asked instinctively, ignoring the pain on her face.

Constantine: "Fuck, he's a god!"

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Tan Wenjie was holding Hermione, who had closed her eyes because it was time for bed, and walking side by side with Wonder Woman on the street.

Sure enough, after the incident was resolved, the whole street seemed to return from another dimension, and it became lively just a few blocks away.

Diana, somewhat bothered by the stares from passersby, asked, "Are you just going to hold her like this?"

“The child’s sleep has always been very regular.” Tan Wenjie nodded matter-of-factly. “You need to be more patient with the child, Diana.”

“That’s true,” Diana said, her forehead throbbing. “But Hermione hasn’t deactivated her transformation. Are you sure you want to keep holding her like this?”

Tan Wenjie was holding Hermione, who was in a "Shazam-like" pose but was sleeping soundly on his shoulder like a kitten.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong?" Diana asked.

Tan Wenjie shook his head: "It's nothing. We've just gained another unreliable believer. He might have to call my name next time."

The three walked deeper into the crowd.

(End of this chapter)