308. The Wasteland Federation.
The candidates Alex chose to divide the forces this ti were not selected at random. He had gathered all the most powerful individuals he could, and those heading to the Wasteland universe were heroes who, in the original storyline, had bravely died in battle.
When Clark and his group went to Apokolips, the heroes who stayed behind on Earth to attack the three engines were Barbara and the others.
The two Batgirls didn't last long before they were brutally devoured by Doomsday-like creatures. Shazam also t a tragic end, surrounded by countless Doomsday parademons. After uttering his final incantation, he perished along with a horde of the creatures.
As for the demon Etrigan, he didn't die on Earth. He had accompanied Constantine to Apokolips, where he was tragically killed by a brainwashed Wonder Woman, who pierced his heart with her sword.
In short, if they had stayed here, their fate wouldn't have been much better. Moreover, Alex couldn't protect so many people at once. It was better to send them to the Wasteland world to fight. Given their combat abilities, they would be able to better utilize their strengths in the Wasteland universe.
The portal Alex opened this ti led directly to the Blood Nest headquarters. As they passed through the purple portal, Constantine was quickly hit by a stench that made him wrinkle his nose.
The sll wasn't filth, though. The Blood Nest was now fully controlled by Baron Blood and old Barton. Under their leadership, the once barren factory had been revitalized, and many refugees had co to seek shelter there.
With the support of the Wasteland Avengers and Bishop's Sanctuary, the Blood Nest's developnt had only gotten better and better.
Old Barton never forgot the plan Alex had proposed earlier. Even though wars raged everywhere, he chose not to participate. Instead, he seized the opportunity to profit by selling weapons and supplies, using the money to build cities and establish connections between them.
The area once managed by Red Skull had now fractured into pieces, with different factions rising to carve out their own territories. The Blood Nest had been affected by this as well, but it couldn't be helped; the gang mbers in these factions were all war-hungry lunatics.
Fortunately, Barton's forces were strong enough. With the help of Baron Blood's newly transford vampire minions, they had never lost a battle, keeping all opposing forces at bay on the western side of the desert.
At present, the Blood Nest had two leaders: Baron Blood and Clint Barton, aka Hawkeye. One ruled the night, the other the day, turning the Blood Nest into a constantly running powerhouse, amassing strength.
The stench Constantine slled ca from the vampire minions. It was a distinct, tallic odor that ordinary people couldn't detect, but it was particularly pungent to soone like Constantine, a scholar of the occult.
He raised a hand slightly to cover his nose, staying alert as he observed his surroundings.
Everyone was visiting this alternate world for the first ti, so they were all filled with curiosity. Constantine was no different, but instead of focusing on the scenery, he began sensing the magical energies of this world.
Rubbing his fingers lightly against his lighter, Constantine raised his hand to light a cigarette, his eyes filled with curiosity.
"There's no Green of All Life, no Red of the Living, no Black of Decay, and no borders between Heaven and Hell. Interesting... the magic energy of this world is so barren. No, wait… soone has planted the seeds of magic here."
Constantine raised an eyebrow, his gaze filled with both confusion and surprise. He was puzzled because this erging magic energy felt oddly familiar, and surprised because planting the seeds of magic in such a barren world was as difficult as planting trees in the middle of a desert.
"Reverse magic, is this Alex's doing?"
While Constantine was lost in thought, a group of people suddenly rushed out from the Blood Nest, ard with various weapons, surrounding Constantine and the others who had just crossed over.
"Who are you? How did you get here?" The young woman leading the group pulled her bow, her face tense as she directed her question toward Pietro, who was at the front.
"Relax, ma'am. My na is Pietro, and I'm a friend of the leaders here. We fought together before, rember? In New Babylon, against Red Skull." Pietro raised his hands, trying to convey goodwill as much as possible.
He knew full well what kind of dangerous individuals were with him. If a misunderstanding occurred, things could get really dangerous. Well, dangerous for these ordinary folks, that is.
"Friends of the leaders?" The woman was montarily stunned and then looked suspiciously at Etrigan, who stood at the back. She clearly didn't believe it.
It couldn't be helped—demons had always been synonymous with evil. People everywhere avoided them, especially in the wasteland, a world already filled with extre danger.
Noticing her gaze, Pietro gave an awkward smile but didn't explain further. When they arrived, he had already used his Raven Tattoo to contact Baron Blood. He was confident that the right person would show up soon.
Sure enough, just as the situation was about to reach a stalemate, the communicator on the woman's waist suddenly rang.
Frowning, the woman cautiously took two steps back, lowered her bow, and answered the communicator.
"This is Fura."
"Captain Fura, let them through," ca the voice of old man Barton from the communicator. "They're friends, here to help us."
"But..." Fura wanted to say more.
"Relax, I've vouched for them," said another voice through the communicator.
Hearing this, the woman imdiately stood at attention and replied, "Yes, Mayor Bishop."
After hanging up the communicator, Fura turned her gaze back to Pietro and the group. She gestured to the soldiers around them to lower their weapons and then spoke, "Since Mayor Bishop has vouched for you, follow ."
The group made their way into the Blood Nest. The morials to the heroes that once stood on the outer periter had been cleared on Barton's orders, and the remains of the heroes who had died here had been given proper burials.
The area had now been paved with stone bricks, though so sections were still unfinished. Pietro could see large machines in the distance, continuing construction.
"Baron Blood and Barton decided to turn this area into a plaza. In the future, it can serve as a marketplace for the outer city where trading will take place. But that will have to wait until after the war,"
Noticing their curiosity, Fura explained, "At the center of the plaza, they plan to build a monunt to the fallen heroes, inscribing the nas of those who fought bravely, so future generations will rember them."
"I heard from Alex that you're from Bishop's Sanctuary, right? Have you moved to the Blood Nest now?" Pietro asked, intrigued.
Fura thought for a mont before replying.
"No, we're just here helping out with Mayor Bishop. We've established a connection between Bishop's Sanctuary and the Blood Nest, forming a federal alliance. The next goal is to establish contact with the Avengers."
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