Professor X emitted a sharp burst. It was clear that Robert Reynolds had sohow erged from the controller and had been out of contact for quite so ti, possibly not even knowing where he exploded.
You should know that the nothingness within his body possesses the power of millions of stars and is extrely unstable. If it explodes, wouldn’t half the cosmos be blown up? Professor X quickly mobilized the mutants to find him.
However, Shiller did not go to Marvel to search because he knew that if Anatoli was after the Constant Star Power, it was also for making cannonballs. But just having the cannonballs is useless; he needs the cannon to fire them. And that cannon is at Apollo’s ho.
So, he directly took Constantine with him to Mount Olympus to find Apollo and once again saw the Fusion Cannon in the Sun Domain.
It was Constantine’s first ti seeing the contraption, and he showed great curiosity, circling around to examine it before asking, "What’s this thing supposed to shoot?"
"That’s none of your concern," Shiller replied, "I reckon he’ll want to fire it again and blast those stuck to the Origin Wall down."
"That can’t be done, can it?" Constantine expressed in surprise, "Not to ntion whether that wall can withstand it, people surely can’t."
"That’s not quite clear," Shiller thought for a mont and said, "If he thinks it’s possible, then after ticulous calculations, maybe it can indeed shake people down without causing damage."
"Wouldn’t that be great?"
"Of course, it would be great," Shiller thought, "If it works out, it would be a win-win situation. But the problem is, there are still a bunch of onlookers in the High Tower who won’t be content until Anatoli goes to find Lucifer."
The agent shouldn’t be in the dark; this task is said to be watching the fun, but isn’t it really about creating a spectacle? In essence, it’s about disrupting the Doctor, making it so that when all other paths are blocked, Anatoli must resort to finding Lucifer.
However, Shiller doing this isn’t purely about amusent. The key lies in why Anatoli isn’t telling Lucifer he’s back. He must have his reasons for doing so. It’s crucial to understand why Lucifer mustn’t know and what would happen if he does. Otherwise, there could be severe consequences.
To put it bluntly, Lucifer, Anatoli, Shiller, Bruce, and the likes are birds of a feather. Peel back the layers, and stubborn ones only et stubborn ones. Not a single one is sympathetic, letting the tug-of-war last for years. And it’s precisely because they’ve been at odds for so many years that they understand just how stubborn the other is. If you don’t hold them back early in their efforts, even nine oxen can’t pull them back later.
"This plan is too risky," Shiller said, "If we’re not careful, it could annihilate the Multiverse Batman. Do you think the Justice League would agree?"
Constantine shook his head, thoughtfully saying, "It indeed doesn’t sound reliable. So are you going to take this thing away?"
"We can’t do that; we can’t go against him because we simply can’t beat him. Even if we take this thing away, he can snatch it back anyti."
"Then what should we do? Break it?"
"No, that’s out of the question. This thing is made by him, he can fix it anyti." Shiller shook his head and said, "We have to do the opposite. Not only not break it but make it even better."
"Make it better?"
About ten minutes later, the Fire God looked at his Furnace’s cannon, then glanced at Shiller, and once more at the cannon.
"You an to say you want to make this cannon even stronger? May I ask what you plan to shoot with it?"
"Definitely not Zeus," Shiller said.
He paused, took out his revolver, and said, "I know you have the skills. You can forge an ordinary Colt Python to rival a tank’s main gun. You’re undoubtedly very skilled at enhancing weapons..."
"That’s indeed my specialty," the Fire God admitted without hesitation, "but this cannon is already strong enough. It’s no exaggeration to say that with the right cannonball, not even Zeus could withstand a shot."
"But I need it to be stronger." Shiller looked at him and said.
"You’re not its owner," the Fire God said.
"I’m not; its owner has died, but I am the legal heir of his estate. If you don’t believe , go ask Diana and Apollo..."
Seeing Shiller’s certainty, the Fire God hesitated a bit. He said, "In Diana’s honor, I can help you. But if you break anything with it..."
"I’m enhancing it so that certain people can’t use it. I assure you, it won’t break anything."
Ultimately, the Fire God agreed. But it was clearly not out of Shiller’s guarantee. Instead, it was because the cannon was indeed extraordinary, arguably the best he had seen. No craftsman could refuse the opportunity to study and enhance it.
Actually, it was the Fire God’s proximity that made it convenient for him to handle it. If not him, Stark or Reed would have been just as excited to work on it.
The Fire God’s skills are indeed impressive, and he is more adept at enhancing with magic, and this cannon itself possesses so Magic Attributes. After his enhancents, it seems that if the stars were to return, they’d suffer greatly.
After returning the cannon, Shiller dared not linger there. The two returned to Gotham in the Pri Universe. It wasn’t long before the door was knocked. Outside ca Anatoli’s roar:
"Shiller! What did you do to my Fusion Cannon?!"
Shiller opened the door, Anatoli shouted at him, "How many tis have I told you, don’t ss with my stuff! You’ve ssed everything up, how am I supposed to use it now!"
Shiller scratched his ear, "If you don’t want to touch sothing, you should keep it in a safe place, not just leave it lying around. If you don’t secure it, you can’t bla for handling it."
Anatoli instantly deflated. Shiller subtly sized him up and realized that Anatoli entered the Sun Domain without Apollo’s permission. He likely sneaked in. Otherwise, he would have learned from Apollo that he had just enhanced the cannon.
But listening to his words, he thought Shiller had broken the cannon long ago and didn’t realize it was done intentionally to disrupt him. This proves that he didn’t actually see Apollo or any of the gods on Mount Olympus.
To say it’s a cold war with Lucifer, I don’t want to bow to him, so it’s inconvenient to et. Then what about Apollo?
If Apollo can help him keep such a weapon, their relationship can’t be bad. Last ti in the Sun Domain, Apollo’s attitude was also quite good. They are very likely friends, and there hasn’t been any conflict. Then why doesn’t Anatoli show up?
It’s getting more and more suspicious. Shiller is now even sowhat agreeing to the disruption plan with other traits. He suspects the Doctor is going to pull sothing big again.
"What do you plan to do with that cannon?" Shiller asked.
"I want to knock off that pile of stuff on the Origin Wall," Anatoli said honestly, "According to my calculations, as long as the Origin Wall shakes a little, it should knock off the things on it..."
"You’re really crazy," Shiller said, "That’s the Origin Wall. If you smash it, how many things will co pouring in?"
"I told you to study more math, but you insisted on reading comics." Anatoli snorted coldly, "Cosmic Construction Science is a rigorous science. The results of the calculations cannot be wrong."
"Then let ask you, who taught you your Cosmic Construction Science?"
Anatoli didn’t speak.
Shiller turned back to look at Constantine, then pushed Anatoli out the door, closed the door, and took the necklace out of his pocket.
Anatoli was stunned for a mont, then grabbed the necklace with so shock, "How did it break?"
Shiller was also taken aback, as if he understood sothing. He said, "It’s yours now."
Then, without caring what expression Anatoli had, he walked directly into the room and closed the door. For a long ti, no one knocked on the door, and by the ti it was opened again, Anatoli was gone.
Shiller turned back to ask Constantine, "Where did that necklace co from?"
"Do you really need to know?" Constantine hesitated slightly, "I’m not sure Satan would want to tell."
"At worst I’ll just get you a new lung, what’s there to be afraid of?"
"True enough." Constantine sat down on the sofa, put a cigarette in his mouth, rested his hand on the armrest, and said, "That day he ca to find for a drink..."
"Wait, why would he co to you for a drink?"
"Probably because I’m the only Constantine who wouldn’t try to get him into bed while he’s drunk." Constantine shrugged.
Shiller was speechless. That reason was not unexpected. However, he still asked, "Then why would he look for Constantine for a drink?"
"It might surprise you, but Satan doesn’t have many friends," Constantine shook his head and said, "You could even say, he’s quite a solitary person, with very few acquaintances."
"Why?"
"Even if you don’t read religious texts, you should have heard that Lucifer represents arrogance. He wouldn’t interact with people he doesn’t respect. Coincidentally, Constantine is soone he quite appreciates."
Shiller didn’t know how to evaluate Lucifer’s taste. But he could roughly understand. Constantine had tricked almost all the angels and demons, including Satan. In a sense, he had defeated Lucifer. No matter how he won, he won. It’s normal for Lucifer to appreciate him.
But also because most of the Constantines are sowhat indescribable, Lucifer could only choose one that’s slightly more normal, which is the Movie Universe’s Constantine.
"And then?" Shiller continued to ask.
"That day we both drank a lot," Constantine fell into his mories and said, "I felt like I drank a whole bottle, he almost did too. Then we were both drunk."
If other Constantines said this, Shiller would absolutely not listen further. However, this Constantine was relatively normal and could still be listened to.
"He used his own cup when drinking," Constantine said, "That cup was quite beautiful, it was a short crystal goblet about this tall, with a circle of gold pattern on the rim. I asked him where the cup ca from, but he didn’t tell ."
"And then..."
"He accidentally dropped it and it shattered, then suddenly he beca very manic, even spread his wings, scaring away all the half-angels and half-demons in the bar. All of a sudden he just disappeared. I wanted to pick up the fragnts of the cup, but they disappeared too. However, a small piece of fragnt fell into the crevice of the bar and I picked it up."
"For so reason, this fragnt seed to be imbued with Satan’s rage. Ordinary angels would detour after feeling it. So I made it into a necklace to repel annoying angels."
"What did that goblet look like? Can you draw it?"
Constantine nodded. He conjured a piece of paper from who knows where, took a charcoal stick, and casually sketched a few strokes, mainly outlining the golden pattern on the rim of the goblet.
Shiller glanced at it, then covered his forehead.
"Quite unique, isn’t it?" Constantine said, "It doesn’t look like sothing from Hell."
"It’s worse than that." Shiller sighed and said, "It’s clearly sothing taken from the Kremlin’s tea room."
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