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Roger needed to figure out which version of the DC Universe he had landed in to decide his next move.
To his surprise, within just a few minutes of flying, he had already deduced the tiline.
After leaving the ocean, Roger ca across a barren wasteland. There were no trees or signs of human activity, only endless yellow sand, abandoned buildings, and Parademons flying through the sky as if searching for sothing.
Yes, Parademons. Roger rembered them from the Justice League (Snyder Cut) movie. They were the minions of Darkseid and Steppenwolf.
If Parademons had overrun the world, it could only an one thing—this was the tiline where Darkseid had conquered Earth.
The thought made Roger quickly descend from the sky, strip off his armor, and disguise himself as an ordinary person. Before the Parademons could spot him, he swiftly escaped the area.
Since leaving the Marvel Universe, Roger’s six Infinity Stones had beco mostly unusable. Only the seemingly modified Space Stone was still slowly absorbing energy, while the other stones provided minimal enhancents.
This ant Roger no longer had the multiverse-shattering power he once wielded.
Until the Space Stone fully charged, he couldn’t take anyone out of this world either. Considering the threat of Darkseid and the mind-controlled Superman under the Anti-Life Equation, Roger decided it was best to keep a low profile.
He had never fought Superman before and wasn’t sure if he could win.
Even if he could, fighting Superman wasn’t an appealing option, especially when Superman had Darkseid and the Apokolips army backing him.
Roger wasn’t crazy enough to take them on.
“This is a nightmare...”
Hiding underground, Roger grumbled to himself.
He had expected to land in a dangerous world due to his imnse power. By the principle of “the stronger you are, the more dangerous the world,” it made sense he’d find himself in a perilous situation.
But he hadn’t imagined landing in a DC Universe tiline where Darkseid had conquered Earth.
With humanity on the brink of extinction, many of DC’s iconic heroes were dead or severely injured. Based on the movies, only a handful of heroes and villains remained to resist Darkseid—Batman, Flash, Cyborg, ra, and even villains like Joker and Deathstroke had joined the fight.
For heroes and villains to team up, the crisis humanity faced had to be unimaginably dire.
Roger didn’t even know whom to approach.
Logically, Batman would be the best option, but walking openly on the surface was out of the question. Who knew how many Parademons were hunting the remaining heroes?
If Roger tried strolling through the streets, he’d just invite a swarm of Parademons and an encounter with the corrupted Superman.
“Speaking of which, this place looks like soone has been here.”
Staying underground, Roger examined his surroundings in the sewer system.
After confirming this was the tiline of Darkseid’s conquest, he had dived into the sewers of a nearby city. With Parademons swarming the surface, the sewers seed relatively safe.
However, upon reaching the sewers, he noticed signs that soone had passed through—footprints on the damp, sticky ground.
Thinking he might have stumbled upon a survivor’s hideout, Roger activated his super hearing to listen for any sounds.
He soon heard faint footsteps behind him. Before he could turn around, an arrow whistled through the air toward him!
Roger didn’t dodge. With lightning reflexes, he caught the arrow mid-flight and examined it.
“…An electric arrow?”
The arrowhead wasn’t a sharp blade but an electrified, adhesive tip. Clearly, whoever shot it intended to capture Roger alive rather than harm him.
Roger’s voice echoed in the sewer. Before it faded, a second and third arrow flew from the darkness, aid at his arm and knee.
This ti, Roger slightly shifted his body, effortlessly dodging the arrows. He then spoke to the unseen archer in the shadows:
“Green Arrow, Oliver Queen? Stop shooting; I’m not your enemy.”
“…”
The figure in the shadows didn’t respond but stopped shooting.
Soon, a man wearing a green hood and sporting a small beard erged from the darkness. He held a bow and had a quiver full of arrows on his back.
This was Green Arrow, Oliver Queen—DC’s equivalent of Hawkeye, or vice versa.
A master archer and skilled in various combat techniques, Oliver was DC’s unparalleled marksman. Roger sotis wondered if an otherworldly “always-hit” rule governed Green Arrow.
Oliver was also a known playboy, having had romantic entanglents with many female heroes in the DC Universe. Although his official partner was Black Canary, Oliver didn’t seem to know her in this tiline.
Erging from the shadows, Oliver warily observed Roger and asked, “Who are you, and how do you know ?”
“I’m Roger, a... traveler.”
“A traveler?” Oliver scoffed. “In tis like these, there are no travelers. You’re either an alien’s lackey or a rat hiding in the sewers. No such thing as a traveler.”
“To be precise, I’m soone who travels between worlds—parallel worlds, to be exact.”
“Parallel worlds?”
“…I knew you wouldn’t believe , which is why I just said I’m a traveler.”
Roger shrugged.
Oliver scrutinized Roger for a long ti before lowering his bow and saying, “Fine. You don’t seem like an enemy.”
“If I were, you wouldn’t be standing here.”
“Confident, aren’t you?”
Oliver’s skeptical gaze t Roger’s.
In response, Roger’s eyes briefly emitted a flash of heat vision, slicing through the air next to Oliver, just as his arrows had grazed past Roger monts earlier.
Then Roger added, “Yes, very confident.”
Oliver’s expression sharpened. He stared at Roger’s body and eyes, asking, “Are you Kryptonian?”
“No, just soone with similar abilities. Besides Superman, there shouldn’t be any Kryptonians left in this world, right?”
While the DC Universe did have other Kryptonians, like Supergirl Kara Zor-El, this was the movie universe, where a standalone Supergirl film hadn’t been introduced yet. Roger couldn’t be certain she existed here.
“Then you’re human?”
“A hundred percent.”
Roger shrugged again.
Oliver was silent for a mont before saying, “Fine, whatever you are, co with .”
With that, Oliver turned and disappeared into the darkness.
Roger quickly caught up, walking through the sewers alongside Oliver and listening as he explained the situation.
“I don’t know who you are, but it’s clear you don’t know much about this world.”
“Of course not. I’m new here. But if I had to guess… sothing happened to Aquaman, right?”
The Trenchers, loyal to Aquaman once he beca the King of Atlantis, served as the backbone of the Atlantean forces.
If Roger encountered Trenchers attacking creatures underwater, it ant Atlantis had fallen apart and Aquaman was likely dead.
“Yes, he was killed by Darkseid himself,” Oliver said grimly. “Not just him. Wonder Woman is gone too. Batman and Flash are missing. The so-called Justice League no longer exists.”
“Expected, given that it’s Darkseid.”
Darkseid, positioned as DC’s equivalent to Thanos, was significantly more powerful, commanding an army of formidable followers far superior to Thanos’ Black Order.
His subordinates aside, Darkseid himself was a cosmic-level threat, wielding the Anti-Life Equation as a weapon against all worlds.
ntioning Darkseid dampened Oliver’s spirits. He stopped speaking and instead gestured to a concealed door, saying, “We’re here.”
“What is this place?”
“My temporary hideout. You can call it... the Arrow Cave.”
“Pfft.”
Roger couldn’t help but laugh.
It was clear Oliver modeled this hideout after Batman’s Batcave. But the na? It sounded... off. Roger thought a different na might suit it better.
“…”
Seeing Roger struggle to suppress his laughter, Oliver rolled his eyes discreetly.
Without saying anything, he opened the door and led Roger inside.
The so-called Arrow Cave was rely a modified section of the sewer system with a platform filled with various arrows.
There were explosive arrows, electric arrows, incendiary arrows, poison arrows, and binding arrows—attributes that sounded like enchantnts but were actually the result of Oliver’s ingenuity and materials.
In addition to the arsenal, Roger noticed several maps with certain locations circled, accompanied by arrows pointing to them. Their significance was unclear.
After observing for a while, Roger asked, “What are these circles?”
Oliver, busy organizing his arrows, replied, “Places where Batman might be. There have been reports of Kryptonite sightings in these areas.”
“So you think Batman is there?”
“…Or it’s a trap,” Oliver said somberly.
To combat Darkseid, the first obstacle was Superman, who had been controlled by the Anti-Life Equation.
And to counter Superman, Kryptonite was essential.
When the Kryptonians first arrived in tropolis, the World Engine altered Earth’s density, creating a significant amount of Kryptonite.
So of it fell into governnt hands, while Batman acquired the rest, crafting gas bullets and a staff.
But the gas bullets had been used, and the staff was presumably lost. With Superman now under Darkseid’s control, the only remaining Kryptonite was what circulated externally.
If Batman wanted to fight Superman, he would undoubtedly go to great lengths to obtain the Kryptonite.
However, Superman would also know the importance of Kryptonite and might use it as bait to capture Batman and his allies.
Oliver Queen understood this risk. Yet, since kryptonite was humanity's only hope against Superman, he was prepared to walk into potential traps for even the slightest chance of obtaining it.
After all… what if it wasn’t a trap?
If it wasn’t, humanity would gain a crucial weapon against Superman.
“It looks like you were planning to leave today,” Roger remarked after listening to Oliver, glancing around the room.
Oliver’s gear was already packed. His quiver was neatly organized, and all his arrows were categorized and stored. If Roger hadn’t shown up, Oliver likely would’ve already left.
“It doesn’t matter. I can leave anyti,” Oliver replied nonchalantly.
Roger picked up an arrow, twirling it between his fingers. “If you’re not in a rush, you could make more arrows.”
“Hm?” Oliver turned to Roger. “Making extra arrows is pointless. I can only carry so many.”
“I can carry them.”
Roger smiled at Oliver. “As it happens, I have so space storage technology that can hold quite a lot. So, you can make as many as you want before we leave.”
“Really?”
Oliver’s eyes lit up with interest.
Roger didn’t say a word. He casually demonstrated his spatial storage bracelet, storing an item and retrieving it seamlessly.
Seeing this, Oliver’s skepticism disappeared. He imdiately abandoned his plans to leave and sat back down, resuming the process of crafting arrows.
While working, Oliver said to Roger, “I’m going to use up all the materials here. Are you sure your storage has enough space?”
“Don’t worry, it could hold an entire skyscraper if needed,” Roger replied confidently.
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