Chapter 177 The Adventers
At this moment, Ares was actually in hesitation.
Strictly speaking, he had expected Diana to be in trouble now.
It was even his own arrangement.
But who would have thought that Bruce's thinking process was different from others?
As soon as he encountered a little difficulty, he actually found his way to his door, as if it was his duty to help.
Do we know each other well?
However, Ares felt that it was unnecessary to drive them away.
He was curious about what Diana would say to him next.
"You guys come in first."
Ares finally made a decision that he thought he would not make and allowed Bruce and others to enter his Morgan Manor.
Bruce and Katoom looked at each other.
This trick is more useful than I thought.
……
In the reception room.
Sir Morgan's butler brought tea and snacks. Diana and Bruce sat side by side, feeling as relaxed as if they were back home.
Ares sat across from them, leaning on a cane.
His face looks very bad now.
"Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"
Ares said in a deep voice, "Don't you even know the basic rules?"
"What are the ground rules?"
Bruce shook his head and said weakly, "Are there any rules for a sister to visit her brother?"
"you……"
Ares was speechless for a moment.
"Don't pretend." He changed the subject and said, "I can see that you are not injured at all."
“Because our wounds are in our hearts.”
Bruce shook his head and said, "You forced your powers on Diana yesterday and caused quite a bit of trouble. You have to help us."
"I won't help."
Ares said, "This was my plan."
He was also responsible for Diana's dream.
Why would he slap himself in the face the next day?
But Bruce already knew Ares would say that.
So he pulled Diana over directly, turned her face around, and said to Ares: "Look at Diana's face and say it again!"
"I do not……"
Ares was about to say this when he saw Diana's expression.
What to say.
He could tell that Diana still hated him, and the murderous intent in her eyes was almost solidified.
But on the other hand, she had indeed gotten into trouble, and was instigated by Bruce, so she had to grit her teeth and look for him.
That kind of hatred mixed with a bit of grievance and a bit of humiliation made Ares' heart suddenly twitch.
"I……"
Ares hesitated and finally failed to repeat his previous determination.
He cursed Bruce a thousand times in his heart. Where did this kid learn this trick? It was so insidious.
Seeing that Ares's defense line had been breached, Bruce said at the right time -
"Actually, if Ares doesn't want to help, we won't force him."
Bruce changed the subject, "What we need now is actually the strength of Sir Patrick Morgan. As a gentleman who is willing to help others, this little favor should be no problem, right?
“Besides, we just came out of Paradise Island and know nothing about this world. How can you be happy even if you beat us?
"Why not just give in and help? If we still fail in the end, wouldn't that make you seem right?"
Ares was silent for a long time.
"This will never happen again!"
He finally compromised and said, "Just tell me, what do you want?"
"We need intelligence."
Bruce finally stated his purpose, "Which countries made wishes? What supernatural powers did they gain? How can we take back our wishes?
"I hope you can tell us these."
Ares understood what Bruce meant.
It seems that Batboy wants to work with Diana to eliminate all those who came to this era because of Citrine.
is it possible?
Even if Ares does it himself, it might be a bit difficult!
"You are truly ignorant and fearless."
Ares had no worries at this time. He saw that what Bruce wanted to do was completely impossible.
"I do know who came into this world."
He said, "But some of them are even stronger than me. It's simply unrealistic for you to defeat all of them!"
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Bruce said, "Everything depends on human effort. If we fail despite all our efforts, we will accept it."
This kind of confidence made Ares stunned.
"Then you guys try it."
He said, "I just want to see how far you can go.
“As for the information you want, I don’t mind telling you now.
"There are six countries that made wishes to Diana in their dreams..."
……
Buckingham Palace, UK.
The then King George V angrily threw a stack of documents into the sky.
"What a bunch of idiots!" he yelled.
Just now, he concluded a meeting with representatives from Ireland and Northern Ireland, which ended in a quarrel.
The news of France's alliance with Atlantis put enormous pressure on those regions.
Although Britain and France are allies today, the century-old feud makes it hard for the representatives to believe that France has no other intentions towards them.
The representatives asked the king to show courage and at least show military force equal to that of Atlantis.
"I'm almost ready to pour out my heart to them!"
George V complained to his guards, "How come those fools can't understand the hidden meaning of my words at all?"
As a British person, you can't be so blunt.
King George V of England had repeatedly stressed that there was nothing to be afraid of in Atlantis, but the representatives simply did not understand.
"What about the Ocean Kingdom?"
George V thought to himself that the allies they now had were much stronger than a country!
He turned his gaze to the window of Buckingham Palace, where countless plants were growing rapidly at an accelerated state.
The original garden has now almost grown into a dense forest.
"After all, the people of Atlantis are still human!"
George V thought, "And my allies are the endless plants on this earth!"
Green of all things!
and its spokesperson, Swamp Thing.
This is the confidence of Britain today. What is there to be afraid of, just Atlantis?
……
Italy.
King Vittorio Emanuele III was squatting on the ground, regardless of his image, watching the ants crawling around.
He didn't have any weird fetishes, he just wanted to get closer to the other guy.
Crouching next to him at this moment was a strange humanoid creature.
It is tall, nearly three meters, with strong muscles and infinite power.
The giant's entire body was covered with grey skin, and his eyes were extremely clear, without any worldly knowledge.
This is a giant zombie!
His name is Solomon Grundy, and he is the spokesperson for the Ashes of Withering.
"The ants have crawled over there," the King of Italy said to Solomon.
"I saw it." Solomon hugged his legs and smiled foolishly.
Vittorio III felt that his relationship with Solomon had become almost close.
So he asked tentatively: "The war is about to begin, do you think we will win?"
"Yes!" Solomon said smoothly.
Vittorio III was happy at first, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
So he changed the question: "Will the enemy win?"
"Yes!" Solomon nodded.
At this point, Vittorio III was completely speechless. After all, this man was the goddess's messenger, so why did he look more and more like a fool?
"So who will win in the end?" he asked impatiently.
"at last?"
Solomon pretended he was thinking, then said, "Italy will win."
……
Berlin Palace, Germany.
Kaiser Wilhelm II looked at the telegram in his hand and sneered, not knowing how to answer. Not long ago, the Russian Tsar sent a telegram, first condemning the Austro-Hungarian Empire for launching an ignominious war against a weak country.
Then he asked the German Emperor whether he could stop his ally Austria-Hungary from going too far down the wrong path.
"Nicholas II was more naive than I thought."
He said, "The bowstring is already stretched to its full length, how can it be stopped?"
The German Emperor threw down the telegram in his hand and ordered his attendant: "Send a telegram to Franz on my behalf, saying that I fully support Austria-Hungary's tough attitude towards Serbia!"
After saying this, he was satisfied.
Germany is becoming stronger, but the ceiling has been blocked. It needs a war to break the old system.
"Germany must be strong," he thought, "and will be strong!"
Germany today has nothing to fear.
A powerful imperial teacher has arrived at his court.
The German Emperor dressed up and headed for the mansion he had prepared for the imperial teacher with a refreshing aura.
After being informed of the entry, a bald man wearing a black battle suit with a lightning symbol on his chest was performing some secret practice.
The Kaiser did not interrupt and waited quietly.
Only after the bald man finished his secret practice did he smile and walk over.
"Mr. Black Adam!"
The Kaiser opened his arms and hugged Black Adam.
"Have you completed your ritual?"
"finished."
There was lightning flashing in Black Adam's eyes.
"I will help you achieve the tough measures you want!"
……
Austro-Hungarian Empire.
The 84-year-old old Emperor Franz Joseph I opened his eyes in a daze.
"Did I just fall asleep again?"
With a hint of weariness, he asked the person standing next to him.
“You’re just thinking.”
The man's voice had a hint of flattery and fawning, a tone Franz had heard countless times in his life.
"You don't need to please me."
Franz shook his head and said, "I will not agree with your suggestions."
His old eyes turned to the man beside him.
Wearing a pig head mask and dressed like a professor.
But the suggestions put forward are so chilling.
"I just need some unruly people to participate in this experiment!"
Professor Pig Face patted his chest and promised, "I will make them an army, the strongest army, and I will never let you down!"
The Austro-Hungarian Empire did not obtain any powerful extraordinary beings.
When the old emperor made a wish, he said that he hoped to resolve the ethnic conflicts in the country.
What appeared before him was a madman who was conducting human experiments.
It is indeed stitching.
It is nothing more than a physical suture, sewing human beings together and making them intimate.
"I have no interest in your limb-replacement experiments."
The old emperor said, "Just pretend that I didn't make that wish. I can win this war with the power of the empire alone!
"You go down!"
Professor Pig-face had no choice but to leave the old emperor's court.
But he was not depressed at all.
Just as he walked out of the palace gate, a young man in luxurious clothes came up to him.
"Mr. Professor!"
"Crown Prince Karl!" The pig-faced professor bowed his head.
The young man in front of you is Karl, who was designated as the Crown Prince of Austria-Hungary after the assassination of Archduke Ferdinand.
The full name is very long, so I won’t read it here.
"The Imperial Uncle rejected your suggestion, right?" Carl asked.
"Yes," said the Pig-faced Professor. "His Majesty the Emperor is wise and powerful, and he has a vision for the future."
Carl shook his head at this.
"What's important to us now is not the distant future, but winning this war."
He said, "For this, any means are permissible!"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise!" complimented the Pig-faced Professor.
……
Russia, Kremlin.
Tsar Nicholas II was pacing in the reception room, looking extremely uneasy.
His thick beard trembled, just like his restless heart.
On the other side, standing in front of him was his uncle, Grand Duke Nikolai Nikolayevich, now the Supreme Commander-in-Chief of the Russian Army.
“Is war really unavoidable?”
The Tsar confirmed again and again, “Send another telegram to the German Emperor, saying that we are mobilizing troops only to deal with the Austro-Hungarian Empire and will not start a war against Germany!”
“They won’t listen.”
Archduke Nicholas said, "The outbreak of war is inevitable, Germany just wants an excuse."
"But……"
Nicholas II seemed to be hesitant to speak, and after a while, he asked his uncle Grand Duke Nicholas to leave.
He was originally a mediocre king. Now Russia was facing internal and external troubles. Compared with the foreign powers, the revolutionaries at home gave him more headaches.
"If I mobilize all the troops..."
Nicholas II muttered to himself, shuddering at the thought of the possible future.
"We can only make a quick decision!"
Then he returned to his bedroom and walked into a small room.
There, a man in full armor was sitting upright on a cushion with his eyes closed in meditation.
"You came?"
The man sensed someone entering, opened his eyes, and saw Tsar Nicholas II.
"I came here to ask you," Nicholas II said carefully, "If I let you join the war, how long will it take to end?"
"soon."
The man in armor stood up.
“War only makes me stronger,” he said. “When I join, the balance of war will be irreversibly tilted.”
No one can defeat him.
He is Batman.
He is the god of war.
He is merciless and iron-fisted!
……
Ares has shared what intelligence he knows.
He did not hide any information about the six adventers.
The Sea Queen, Swamp Thing, Solomon Grundy, Black Adam, Professor Pigface, and Merciless.
"Wow--"
Bruce suddenly sighed, "This level of strength is really..."
It's really uneven!
There are all kinds of people, some as strong as the Merciless Iron Fist and some as weak as the Pig-faced Professor.
"I've already told you what you want to know."
Ares shook his head, "So, please leave here now."
Don't bother him anymore.
But at this moment, Diana suddenly asked back: "Are you sure there are only these six?"
“Six countries indeed.”
Ares said, "I only pay attention to the heads of state. If you have promised any wishes to ordinary people, I don't know."
"But……"
The more Diana thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.
In that dream, there were clearly seven people who wished to her for power.
But now Ares said that only six of the seven were heads of state.
Who is the remaining person?
"What's wrong Diana?" Bruce asked with concern.
"I don't know how to explain..."
Diana's clever little head thought of a possibility.
Maybe the remaining person is indeed an ordinary person now.
But before long, he might found a nation, or even an era.
In that case, it is not so strange that he stands with the other leaders.
(End of this chapter)
