What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 867 The First Heretical Demon King, the Emperor Clown, Returns! Returns!

The anti-surveillance agent's mind paused for half a second.

At first, he wasn't even aware of what he was facing; everything was moving in the direction he was guiding him...

For the anti-monitors, the most important factor in victory is not the current struggle with the world's creators, but rather releasing more of their power from the upstream of the hypertime stream.

The more power he has, the more he can influence the battlefield and shape the future of the trans-timeline in the direction he desires. It's a snowball effect, and the Batman: Dragon Changes Earth 15 event is the first small snowball he can roll.

In fact, the Anti-Monitor wasn't stupid... He wasn't unaware that Batman Dragon seemed to have seen through the fact that his Anti-Monitor's purpose was different from that of a superhero. But the Anti-Monitor, putting himself in the shoes of the Anti-Monitor, had already realized that even he himself, facing this level of suppression and the backstabbing from his behind-the-scenes supporters, would never have any chance of turning the tide.

For Batman Dragon, the path pointed out to him by the Anti-Monitor is the most advantageous one of all; he only needs to abandon his hometown to change the mess he created.

Especially now that he's committing murder, it's not as easy as before to accept the Manifest Destiny of the DC multiverse. Batman Dragon should make the choice that's most advantageous to himself, but even more advantageous to the Anti-Monitor.

He was then able to create the Anti-Monitor Bat and then turn his previously failed attempt to create a hyper-timeline future into reality.

But it has failed.

Everything failed. Just as Batman's dragon was about to finish his performance, he suddenly escaped his control. He vanished completely before his very eyes. Who was it? Where did it go?
Where did he go? How did he do it?
all of these……

"how dare you?!"

In the realm of dreams, the roars of the anti-surveillance agents shook the earth. But no matter how immense their power, it could not shake the dream world.

The Endless Family is a concept god. How would you harm an abstract concept?

Even if the Big Bang destroys everything, the concept of dreams will still exist—although no living being can grasp or understand this concept anymore, it does not mean that the concept has disappeared.

The Anti-Monitor could only rage at thin air, but he soon realized that this was not the work of the dream god, the Sleep Demon, and that he was pushing back the history of the hyperchronic flow.

Perhaps the God of Dreams could deceive him, but for an event like Batman's Dragon Escape, which has a huge causal connection to the Anti-Monitor himself, and for the Anti-Monitor to conduct such a meticulous investigation, it is impossible for even the Infinity Family to do so unless the Anti-Monitor's own astral brain falls into the hands of the God of Dreams.

Who else could it be but the God of Dreams?
Everything is starting to fall apart. The reason the Anti-Monitors dared to give up so many moves to the World Forgers in the previous game was that they were holding back the Great Dragon of Earth 15.

In Go, there is a saying about strangling a large group of stones. Once this large group of stones is formed, the power of the anti-monitor should have expanded to the point that it could swallow back everything that was previously spat out. But now, the Earth 15 Reboot that he had nurtured for half a day has disappeared into thin air. All his previous investments have been lost!

In a normal game, he wouldn't have lost so badly, but he was willing to invest heavily in the early stages in order to win big. Now that he has lost everything, how could the anti-surveillance agent not be furious?

The roar of the Anti-Monitor swept across the outer layers of the Infant Multiverse, echoing layer upon layer within the Palace of the World Builder.

Even in his rage, the Anti-Monitor still had the rationality to know that if he were to overestimate himself and rush into the World Makers' lair, he would only be throwing his life away. Therefore, he only dared to vent his anger on the periphery.

At most, this noise made the World Founder's head buzz, but it couldn't cause him any real harm. Nevertheless, it was enough to make the World Founder suspicious.

He knew what he had done. As a sixth-dimensional god, he didn't need to keep the secret of his plan by distorting his own memories.

Therefore, he didn't do anything to Batman Dragon at all, and he didn't even fully anticipate the Anti-Monitor's idea of ​​restarting Earth-15.

In boxing, you know that one punch to the face from your opponent can knock you out, but you can't always come up with a plan to stop them from throwing punches, and you will always defend yourself, right?

The World Founders were prepared to withstand the heavy blow from the Anti-Monitor, but they didn't expect the other side to pull a huge stunt at the last minute.

But the question remains: whose work was this?
The World Maker remained silent, only glancing repeatedly at his brother, the Watcher.

Tsk, when it comes to reputation.

"I'm not, I didn't."

To be honest, even the monitors didn't understand.

Batman and Dragon's actions are shrouded in mystery. Their communication is mostly just me hinting that you should do something for me, at most whispering a few words. Whether you understand it or not, and whether you understand it correctly, is all up to luck.

The world's forgers are still watching their own brothers, the watchers.

"I really didn't do this."

The world's forgers looked at him.

Then he controlled himself to turn his head away.

"Yep."

"I could have sworn it!"

"I believe in you, my brother."

"..."

"It's pretty awesome."

"..."

The monitor realized that nothing he said mattered; prejudice in people's hearts was a Batman dragon!

But having taken the blame for this, the monitor was indeed filled with doubts.

Where the damn Batman Dragon went?
……

……

……

The world trembled blurrily, that magnificent scene...

The mist was like a tide.

As the Milky Way fell, it stirred up countless rays of light, gently lifting Chen Tao's body.

Damn it, I'm not that familiar with time travel...

My shoulders and back are so sore right now, it feels like I've been forced to squeeze through a gap that I shouldn't have been able to cross.

But I have no other choice.

I am Batman, and I am getting closer and closer to my end...

But I have another option.

From the moment I completed the Earth-15 event, I realized that the Hypertime Flow was completing a massive historical loop.

Having the status of a servant god and possessing the power of a fifth-dimensional being allows me to stand higher, enabling me to look down from the position of the entire timeline.

The past and present of the timeline are like the two ends of a road to me, but I can only guess what the road looked like before and after it was paved.

The history of the trans-timeline is the construction log of the road, but this construction log may be altered by a sixth-dimensional deity...

Many untold stories, those trans-timeline futures that were erased by the sixth-dimensional gods and that they did not want to appear, are very likely to be covered up by them in my perspective.

But whether they are the World Forgers or the Anti-Monitors, the stupidest thing they did was to put the first Genie, a time traveler, right under my nose.

If you use Genie Ichiban as a weapon to easily destroy the hyper-timeline future you don't want, you should understand what the consequences will be once I learn about the existence of these hyper-timeline futures. Also...

Deities of the sixth dimension, let me teach you a lesson.

If you erase a trans-temporal future, and defeat the original ruler of that future, rendering them nothing but dust, then you'd better...

Don't let this loser fall into my hands!
Boom!
Chen Tao opened his eyes.

When his gaze fell upon something, it was like sunlight illuminating the originally gray sky.

Countless bizarre and fantastical creations...

A bouncing circus, a chaotic crowd, a twisted giant snake, a collapsing Ferris wheel...

Chen Tao saw a cow stand upright, its milk turning into tentacles, which then grew into human-like forms...

The pollution of curiosity and pushing the boundaries of morality...

This is an unknown story, remnants of a time warp. A road once stood here, but it has been uprooted, and even the key figure behind that road has been severely injured. And then…

"It fell into my hands."

When the Joker, having lost his fifth-dimensional powers, opened his eyes, he saw himself slumped in the palm of the infinitely large Batman Dragon.

He laughed maniacally, then stared blankly at the chaotic scene around him.

What's going on? How did Batman Dragon release it? What's the situation now? He had no idea.

His memory was still stuck at the moment he was suppressed by Batman Dragon, and he was unaware of the changes that had occurred in the outside world. Batman Dragon had bound him up like a dumpling, freezing even his memories and thoughts.

But for the Emperor Joker, being alive is all that matters; life is a huge coin in his game, and whether it's fifth-dimensional divine power or any other power, it's just a part of the game.

Losing these things is like someone spending game currency; it doesn't cause him the slightest sadness.

He only gets angry when game coins don't bring him enough happiness, but he's not stingy when it comes to spending coins.

"Look, isn't this happiness? And it's free." The Emperor Clown surveyed his surroundings.

A triangular sun, other people crawling in a distorted manner like Picasso's self-portrait, slaves with heads of all sorts of strange animals, and a grand procession, blowing trumpets and beating drums...

All of this suited the Emperor Joker's aesthetic, bringing him immense pleasure. The bizarre and distorted scene before him was so perfectly harmonious, as if it were something he himself had created. It was simply wonderful.

but not.

Emperor Clown knew very well that he had not created any of this. He had no memory of creating it, even though he had lost his fifth-dimensional divine power. His memory was always excellent.

This feeling made him feel a little strange. Although he was still looking at the beautiful scenery that suited his taste, a sense of unease was rising in his heart.

Then the Emperor Joker turned around and saw Martha Wayne from the main timeline, wearing exaggerated clown makeup, standing next to Batman Dragon.

vomit!
What disgusting makeup are you wearing? I'm about to throw up!

The clown really vomited. He glanced at Martha the clown and started vomiting violently, then yelled:

"Oh, damn it, please, little bat, don't bring this disgusting thing to my face, I'm really going to throw up!"

He kept cursing as he tried to get up from the ground...

Alas……

How does standing move? The Emperor Joker stood up and found himself standing on the wall in an anti-gravity posture.

"Oh, damn it, this place makes absolutely no sense, but I love it."

He strolled leisurely along the wall, looking just like a Maguire Spider-Man possessed by Venom.

But his Batman Dragon remained silent.

"What do you want to do?"

The Emperor Clown finally realized this, seeing the solemn expression on the other's face.

He ignored the Emperor Joker's actions and instead bowed deeply to Martha Wayne with utmost piety and respect.

“I know I’m not your son, but everything that follows… the future beyond time, the lives of countless people, the outcome, it all depends on you, Martha.”

The Emperor Joker has a bad feeling.

He initially thought that Batman Dragon had come to ask him for help.

But things seem a little different from what he expected.

Then he saw Martha Wayne nod slightly and turn to look at him.

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

He saw the other person pressing him relentlessly—

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

He turned to Batman beside him: "What are you going to do?"

He could see that familiar smile on Martha the Clown's face, and nothing could be more disgusting.

"Don't come over here!!!"

He tried to escape, but he was now just an ordinary person who had lost his fifth-dimensional divine power. How could he possibly compare to Martha the Clown, an enemy with fifth-dimensional divine power, when it came to running away?

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the other person, and then he saw Martha the Clown reach out her arms and hug him tightly!
"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The world is trembling.

White light shot from all seven of the Emperor Joker's orifices, yet his thoughts and mind remained remarkably clear, like a mirage...

At that moment, the crescent moon was in the center of the sky, shining alongside the sun and moon!
The Emperor Joker heard Batman's Dragon whisper:
"Welcome back, my friend..."

"The Emperor Joker, who defeated three sixth-dimensional gods in a future timeline that transcends time, and became the eternal ruler of the DC multiverse..."

"You are a misplaced part of the timeline of the super-time flow, an independent demon king from another path, separate from the main timeline of the DC universe."

"Your existence has stolen the authority and power of the sixth-dimensional gods; you are a demon king of the wrong path, a shadow of heretics..."

"You should have been strangled by the combined forces of the sixth-dimensional gods, your name disappearing from the history of the trans-timeline, but now, I have made you..."

"Return!"

"Return!!!"

(End of this chapter)