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## Chapter 109: Love Equals Explosion
2022-10-19 By Great Demon Spirit
When Tony walked out of the dilapidated house, Talon's mind seemed to have completely collapsed. He let out intermittent screams, his entire body twitching slightly as his neck strained.
The Fear Gas Crane had given him was incredibly effective, turning a highly trained professional assassin into such a wretched state.
Tony had originally acquired this small gas canister to use against Batman, worried that Batman might interfere at a critical moment. However, using it on Talon was certainly not a loss.
Harbor Tower in southern Gotham City was the Court of Owls' stronghold.
It was hard to say whether the Court of Owls, which had been lurking in Gotham City for hundreds of years, had a true "headquarters." Establishing a fixed base of operations held little meaning for these indigenous families.
No matter how vast Gotham City was, it was still just a city.
Tony tossed Talon into the room, took out his phone to send Crane a message with instructions, and then paid no further attention. Crane and Anderson had been secretly deployed by Tony for other missions.
Comparatively, Anderson was still quite reliable because he hadn't encountered anyone more influential than Tony. But Crane? That was hard to say. A cowardly, weak individual, a dog trained by the League of Shadows.
Before the League of Shadows moved again, Crane was barely trustworthy. If the League of Shadows appeared, then everything would become uncertain. Tony himself was very interested in Crane's choices. In the future, when that moment truly arrived, what would Crane choose to do?
Tony got into his car, leading a motorcade on a detour directly to Harbor Tower.
Harbor Tower, located in the south, was a famous large villa, its architectural style closer to European Gothic. Unlike the bustling New City District, this was a completely different secluded world, a wealthy private domain.
"The Dionysium manufacturing technology, and the raw materials for Dionysium..."
Tony lay comfortably in the car, toying with a metal tooth. Both the Court of Owls' Dionysium and the League of Shadows' "Lazarus Pit" essentially originated from one thing—the Fountain of Resurrection.
The Fountain of Resurrection was the true source of numerous miracles. The mysterious spring's effect, as its name suggested, possessed the miraculous ability to bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bones, and could even grant those who immersed themselves in it a long lifespan. A single drop of the spring water was enough to drive anyone mad.
But similarly, the reason this spring water had not become widespread was not only because major organizations like the Court of Owls and the League of Shadows fiercely guarded its secret, but also because the Fountain of Resurrection itself had significant drawbacks.
There was a certain probability that people who immersed themselves in the spring water would experience corruption. It seemed there was a certain matter in the water that could influence human minds, leading them to madness, cruelty, and extremism. Simply put, the more severely injured a person was when immersing themselves, the less they would be affected. The lighter the injuries, or even no injuries at all, the higher the chance and deeper the degree of corruption.
The origin of this Fountain of Resurrection was worth pondering. This mysterious and peculiar matter appeared on Earth almost overnight, without any prior warning. It was then successively discovered by a few lucky individuals, who, through countless experiments, found methods to use it.
There were rumors that the spring water originated from Hell, the world where the legendary Hell Monarch Mephisto resided.
"Capable of influencing human minds or souls, and producing different effects based on the severity of injuries—I wouldn't believe it if someone told me there was nothing wrong with this thing. It might just be something a demon tossed onto Earth for some scheme."
Tony unconsciously frowned. In addition to seizing the manufacturing technology, he intended to pack up and take away all the spring water when he attacked the Court of Owls. He just didn't know if this would provoke some powerful figure in Hell to cross dimensions and try to kill him.
Hell, as a transcendent world spanning numerous dimensions, was different from the conventional three-dimensional world that people knew, which was the primary three-dimensional world of this universe. Hell did not exist in the regular three-dimensional world; it was more like a unique space that came into being by clinging to the three-dimensional world. Within it, all kinds of wicked demons were constantly being born, living only for slaughter. If a passage between Hell and Earth were opened, it would be a huge disaster for Earth.
"Many demons in Hell covet Earth. Mephisto even sneaks onto Earth from time to time, deceiving desperate humans into signing soul contracts, ultimately tricking them out of their souls..."
Earth was very special, so special that countless extraordinary life forms gathered there. On the larger scale, the Sorcerer Supreme suppressed countless other dimensions, and lesser entities dared not wage war against the Sorcerer Supreme. Even the Native Pantheon of Yggdrasil (World Tree) were driven to flee in disarray by the Sorcerer Supreme. How many dared to claim they could contend with the Sorcerer Supreme?
But there were still some who slipped through. A Hell Monarch like Mephisto didn't hesitate to lose face, furtively making his way to Earth in a ridiculously undignified manner—what kind of powerful figure in charge of a region would stoop so low? It was truly pathetic.
Earth definitely had something unique about it; in fact, among the billions of life planets in the entire universe, planets like Earth were exceedingly rare. But what exactly made it special, Tony had not yet figured out. Perhaps he would get an answer when he visited the Sorcerer Supreme in the future.
Even to unravel the mystery of the soul, Tony would have to make a trip to Kamar-Taj and speak with the Sorcerer Supreme. He just wondered what attitude the Sorcerer Supreme would take towards him. He shouldn't be hostile or even aggressive, otherwise the Son of Krypton from Metropolis next door would have been slaughtered by the Sorcerer Supreme the moment his spaceship landed on Earth.
Kryptonians' magic resistance was truly unbearable to witness; saying their resistance was zero would be a gross overestimation. The Sorcerer Supreme, at their god-level tier, could kill a Kryptonian life form in an instant.
Not to mention the spaceship that brought Superman, and Jor-El, the infamous betrayer of Kryptonian civilization, who still existed as a consciousness body. If a consciousness body could defeat the Sorcerer Supreme, Tony would rather slit his own throat on the spot.
As Tony pondered his future actions, he had already arrived at Harbor Tower, a luxurious private estate. The ancient architecture, exuding an air of nobility, immediately captivated onlookers, its gently emanating ancient aura subtly narrating its history.
The building seemed to possess a peculiar magic power, compelling people to abandon their arrogance and maintain humility.
Tony was no exception. He was moved by the ancient history, deeply touched. To demonstrate his respect and his affection for the place, he blasted open the main gate with a single shot.
Tony's first action was to blow up the gate.
(end of chapter)
2022-10-19 By Great Demon Spirit
When Tony walked out of the dilapidated house, Talon's mind seemed to have completely collapsed. He let out intermittent screams, his entire body twitching slightly as his neck strained.
The Fear Gas Crane had given him was incredibly effective, turning a highly trained professional assassin into such a wretched state.
Tony had originally acquired this small gas canister to use against Batman, worried that Batman might interfere at a critical moment. However, using it on Talon was certainly not a loss.
Harbor Tower in southern Gotham City was the Court of Owls' stronghold.
It was hard to say whether the Court of Owls, which had been lurking in Gotham City for hundreds of years, had a true "headquarters." Establishing a fixed base of operations held little meaning for these indigenous families.
No matter how vast Gotham City was, it was still just a city.
Tony tossed Talon into the room, took out his phone to send Crane a message with instructions, and then paid no further attention. Crane and Anderson had been secretly deployed by Tony for other missions.
Comparatively, Anderson was still quite reliable because he hadn't encountered anyone more influential than Tony. But Crane? That was hard to say. A cowardly, weak individual, a dog trained by the League of Shadows.
Before the League of Shadows moved again, Crane was barely trustworthy. If the League of Shadows appeared, then everything would become uncertain. Tony himself was very interested in Crane's choices. In the future, when that moment truly arrived, what would Crane choose to do?
Tony got into his car, leading a motorcade on a detour directly to Harbor Tower.
Harbor Tower, located in the south, was a famous large villa, its architectural style closer to European Gothic. Unlike the bustling New City District, this was a completely different secluded world, a wealthy private domain.
"The Dionysium manufacturing technology, and the raw materials for Dionysium..."
Tony lay comfortably in the car, toying with a metal tooth. Both the Court of Owls' Dionysium and the League of Shadows' "Lazarus Pit" essentially originated from one thing—the Fountain of Resurrection.
The Fountain of Resurrection was the true source of numerous miracles. The mysterious spring's effect, as its name suggested, possessed the miraculous ability to bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bones, and could even grant those who immersed themselves in it a long lifespan. A single drop of the spring water was enough to drive anyone mad.
But similarly, the reason this spring water had not become widespread was not only because major organizations like the Court of Owls and the League of Shadows fiercely guarded its secret, but also because the Fountain of Resurrection itself had significant drawbacks.
There was a certain probability that people who immersed themselves in the spring water would experience corruption. It seemed there was a certain matter in the water that could influence human minds, leading them to madness, cruelty, and extremism. Simply put, the more severely injured a person was when immersing themselves, the less they would be affected. The lighter the injuries, or even no injuries at all, the higher the chance and deeper the degree of corruption.
The origin of this Fountain of Resurrection was worth pondering. This mysterious and peculiar matter appeared on Earth almost overnight, without any prior warning. It was then successively discovered by a few lucky individuals, who, through countless experiments, found methods to use it.
There were rumors that the spring water originated from Hell, the world where the legendary Hell Monarch Mephisto resided.
"Capable of influencing human minds or souls, and producing different effects based on the severity of injuries—I wouldn't believe it if someone told me there was nothing wrong with this thing. It might just be something a demon tossed onto Earth for some scheme."
Tony unconsciously frowned. In addition to seizing the manufacturing technology, he intended to pack up and take away all the spring water when he attacked the Court of Owls. He just didn't know if this would provoke some powerful figure in Hell to cross dimensions and try to kill him.
Hell, as a transcendent world spanning numerous dimensions, was different from the conventional three-dimensional world that people knew, which was the primary three-dimensional world of this universe. Hell did not exist in the regular three-dimensional world; it was more like a unique space that came into being by clinging to the three-dimensional world. Within it, all kinds of wicked demons were constantly being born, living only for slaughter. If a passage between Hell and Earth were opened, it would be a huge disaster for Earth.
"Many demons in Hell covet Earth. Mephisto even sneaks onto Earth from time to time, deceiving desperate humans into signing soul contracts, ultimately tricking them out of their souls..."
Earth was very special, so special that countless extraordinary life forms gathered there. On the larger scale, the Sorcerer Supreme suppressed countless other dimensions, and lesser entities dared not wage war against the Sorcerer Supreme. Even the Native Pantheon of Yggdrasil (World Tree) were driven to flee in disarray by the Sorcerer Supreme. How many dared to claim they could contend with the Sorcerer Supreme?
But there were still some who slipped through. A Hell Monarch like Mephisto didn't hesitate to lose face, furtively making his way to Earth in a ridiculously undignified manner—what kind of powerful figure in charge of a region would stoop so low? It was truly pathetic.
Earth definitely had something unique about it; in fact, among the billions of life planets in the entire universe, planets like Earth were exceedingly rare. But what exactly made it special, Tony had not yet figured out. Perhaps he would get an answer when he visited the Sorcerer Supreme in the future.
Even to unravel the mystery of the soul, Tony would have to make a trip to Kamar-Taj and speak with the Sorcerer Supreme. He just wondered what attitude the Sorcerer Supreme would take towards him. He shouldn't be hostile or even aggressive, otherwise the Son of Krypton from Metropolis next door would have been slaughtered by the Sorcerer Supreme the moment his spaceship landed on Earth.
Kryptonians' magic resistance was truly unbearable to witness; saying their resistance was zero would be a gross overestimation. The Sorcerer Supreme, at their god-level tier, could kill a Kryptonian life form in an instant.
Not to mention the spaceship that brought Superman, and Jor-El, the infamous betrayer of Kryptonian civilization, who still existed as a consciousness body. If a consciousness body could defeat the Sorcerer Supreme, Tony would rather slit his own throat on the spot.
As Tony pondered his future actions, he had already arrived at Harbor Tower, a luxurious private estate. The ancient architecture, exuding an air of nobility, immediately captivated onlookers, its gently emanating ancient aura subtly narrating its history.
The building seemed to possess a peculiar magic power, compelling people to abandon their arrogance and maintain humility.
Tony was no exception. He was moved by the ancient history, deeply touched. To demonstrate his respect and his affection for the place, he blasted open the main gate with a single shot.
Tony's first action was to blow up the gate.
(end of chapter)
