What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 871 Parallax Demon Hal rebels, sounding the horn of counterattack! Barbatos: The big dog chews and chews...

Okay, so when Batman: Dragon and the World Makers, along with a whole host of others including the Anti-Monitors and the Monitors, got into a huge mess over the issue of multiverse integration...

What on earth is our dear and great Lord Barbatos doing?
Uh……

Well, Lord Barbatos is currently holed up in the World Forge, taking it easy and slacking off.

Although he and Batman reached an agreement to join forces and defeat the World Forgers, Barbatos' fear of the World Forgers was becoming deeply ingrained.

The years he spent consuming the corpses of the world's forges, and the extent of his benefits derived from them, ultimately became the source of his even greater fear.

Barbatos himself knew perfectly well that, as a servant god of the sixth dimension, he was a tiger that looked like a dog, and if he were willing to do anything, he could do far more than just cower in the world's furnace...

Although he wasn't trembling.

But if someone tells you that what you consider your success... I mean, all the success you've been proud of in the first half of your life was just a calculated result of someone else's plan, something someone deliberately orchestrated...

It's hard not to feel the same fear as Barbatos.

More importantly, unlike Batman and Dragon, upon closer examination, Barbatos does seem to have a backup plan.

At worst, he could simply escape the DC multiverse and become an Outer God in another multiverse, just like Doctor Manhattan. Although Barbatos isn't as strong as Doctor Manhattan, when facing some weaker universes, his status might be equivalent to Doctor Manhattan in that universe.

For the three brothers from the sixth dimension, becoming an Outer God in another multiverse was almost unacceptable, but for Barbatos...

It does seem unacceptable, but it's not so unacceptable that it's absolutely unacceptable.

In short, this contradictory psychology of knowing he was doing nothing, yet not wanting to act or daring to act, had been haunting Barbatos, preventing him from taking any action in a practical sense. But at this moment, this situation that Barbatos had created for himself, or rather, the prison he used to confine himself, was broken by an external force.

Boom boom boom!
Who is trying to forcefully knock on the door of the world's melting pot?

Boom boom boom!
The sound grew louder and louder, each strike seeming to hit Barbatos's heart, giving him the feeling that his master... his former master, the World Forger, had reappeared before him, seeking him out to demand an explanation.

Barbatos often had such terrible nightmares after he had just killed his former master, the World Maker.

He sat up from the boulder he had been lying on. He wasn't so easily frightened as to be startled by the mere sound of a bowstring, but he still didn't know who the person who had come to visit him was.

Batman claims he'll find out about his mission when he should. Is now that specific time?
Boom!
"Drink!"

Barbatos heard the unknown being break open the gates of the World Forge under his whim and enter. He felt his tail and hind toes stretch and curl.

Then he realized who the person in front of him was.

"Damn it, the Watchers?"

"Yes, my friend, and now I need your help, a big one."

Barbatos had a bad feeling.

"what?"

"You have a mission now, what's next..."

Barbatos said, "No, I still can't face the World Forgers. Stop talking."

He interrupted the monitor, his long-standing worries and fears reaching their peak at this moment, and he backed down, a fact that even surprised himself.

"Batman Dragon should have a way. Didn't he get the Anti-Monitor's favor? Then the three brothers of the Sixth Dimension can just fight amongst themselves. I don't need to be the main attacker."

Moreover, if it's true that I killed him and caused him to be successfully reincarnated, gaining the ability to create the Baby Universe, how can you guarantee that I wasn't still influenced by him at that time?
Even for safety's sake, I don't think I should keep jumping around in front of him. For hundreds and thousands of years, all my achievements have basically been lying on his corpse, chewing and chewing. I can't do anything but chew, damn it!

Barbatos was, of course, being modest, simplifying all his achievements, but he heard the Watcher say:
"Chew? That's right, your next job is to chew."

Barbatos: “?”

"Your chewing ability allowed you to extract energy from the corpse of the World Forger, refine it into an essence, and swallow it, completely transforming the World Forger's energy into your own. Now I want you to do the same thing—"

"Help me gnaw on my body, Mandrakla, and then extract the energy from it..."

"..."

"Next, give all this energy back to me!"

"Quick, chew it!"

With a deafening roar, Barbatos saw a massive body thrown in front of him by the Watcher. The body still bore the Watcher's appearance, but it appeared that 80% of it had been corrupted by Mandrak's influence.

What appeared before him was a tiny, inexplicably small, watcher. However, this tiny watcher seemed to have completely broken free from Mandrak's influence, with no trace of Mandrak's characteristics on her body.

Barbatos's eyes widened instantly.

This huge lump looks like a giant corpse without any self-awareness. Why let it chew on this? Why give its energy to the monitor? Can't it just gnaw on itself?

After losing the body of the World Forger, will he gain the body of the Watcher?
How could the monitors be so stupid?

He almost burst out laughing:

"You mean you're offering me this huge treasure and then asking me to do your work, and then giving the energy back to you after I've finished?"

"Can you say that again?"

Barbatos grinned, revealing an evil smile. "Do you think I, Barbatos, am some kind of benevolent person?"

joke!

"Can you say that again?"

Barbatos couldn't laugh anymore.

He saw Mandrak, whom he considered fish on the chopping block, sit up expressionlessly from the ground, staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes and his mouth full of fangs slightly open.

"My opinion is the same as the monitor's: you can only do the work."

"..."

Damn it, Mandrak's and the Watcher are maintaining their wills at the same time!

Barbatos suddenly realized that he was helping Mandrake rid his body of all the power belonging to the Watcher...

He is completely separating Mandraklak from the Watchers.

……

……

……

When the Emperor Joker and Batman Dragon broke through space and arrived at the so-called "Universe of Superman Supreme and Parallax Morhal" mentioned by Batman Dragon, he saw the "World Maker" sitting high on a cloud.

Upon seeing the World Maker, the Emperor Joker's eyes widened instantly.

“What the…” The next second, he was grabbed by the corpse of the World Forger, manipulated by Hero Day.

So when the Emperor Joker turned around, he had a relieved smile on his face.

"You've never fucking trusted me, Batman."

This sentence sounds like a statement, but it also sounds like a complaint.

But what exactly are the emotions he harbors? Only the Emperor Joker himself probably knows.

"It's all over, isn't it?" he asked, still somewhat unwilling to give up. He was immediately met with confirmation from Batman Dragon, which lit up like a bright light bulb, trying to break free, but he soon felt his personality being erased.

Then he calmed down.

"I'm going to die." He showed a sorrowful expression.

He stretched out his hand to Chen Tao: "Oh, Bat, my Bat, even as I die, you still won't open your eyes to look at me. I'm not the protagonist of the story, am I? Poor Joker, always on the edge of the stage. And even though he plans to step onto the stage this time, the cold-blooded Batman won't even let him stand up a little bit."

He said in a voice filled with extreme sorrow and a mixture of love and hate, "But even so, you are still my everything."

"Stop acting, you won't be sad, Joker, you don't have any emotions."

Chen Tao looked at him.

Whether it's happiness, joy, or sadness, these are all just outward expressions put on by the clown in an attempt to manipulate other people's emotions.

Just like when he was in Arkham Asylum with Harley Quinn, he was a rebellious hero, a witty gentleman, and a charming man with a pitiful past, who only showed his soft side to our Harley Quinn…

If you genuinely believe the Joker has deep feelings for Batman, or even have any fantasies about shipping them...

This means you are being manipulated by the Joker. He is making you forget how terrible and evil he is, dressing you in various settings similar to "unrequited love," thereby distorting your view of him until you completely turn against him and see him as a persecuted good person.

He's a twisted madman, always has been.

Even in the face of death, the Emperor Joker is fearless. He will disappear, vanishing like a drop of water in the rain, but he will still exist in a new world. The death of the Emperor Joker does not mean the extinction of the concept of the Joker.

As long as the DC multiverse continues to exist...

The story of Batman and the Joker will never end; this scene is at most a pause button in a never-ending drama.

Perhaps this is exactly what the Joker wants.

But I will still despise you.

Goodbye, twisted madman, filthy troublemaker.

"We'll meet again, Batman. I'll live in darkness and discontent, and become..."

With a sudden pull, the Emperor Joker, aided by the remaining sixth-dimensional divine power on the corpse, could no longer withstand Martha Wayne's attack. His entire personality was materialized into a lump of flesh and blood, and then violently ripped out.

puff!
With a gentle clench of his hand, Hero Day crushed the Emperor Joker's personality with a soft crack, and it vanished into thin air.

So much nonsense.

Even though it was Chen Tao's order, he still felt somewhat lost at this moment.

"The Emperor Joker's personality has been utterly defeated. You have successfully dealt him a heavy blow. Now I have imprisoned him in the cage of personality, from which he can no longer escape, at least not until I give up on him."

Martha Wayne said.

The Emperor Joker, stripped of his personality, had his head drooping, while Martha Wayne's head emerged from the Emperor Joker's chest, then moved up his neck to his face, gradually replacing his original face.

"That's not the point. The point is, can you feel the location of the ultrasound now?"

"I need Heroes' Day's help."

Chen Tao nodded, then gave a wink, and Hero Day stretched out his hand. Martha Wayne manipulated the Emperor Joker, and then his body began to expand in sync.

Its body grew larger and larger until it was completely level with the blue body of the World Forger, and it had a huge smiling face.

"Well then, it's time, my friends."

Chen Tao said.

"Let's cause some trouble for the world's forgers, and then we'll go find our friend Superman."

Then he stretched out his hand and sang in an aria-like voice:

"Sixth-dimensional divine power!"

As he sang, a great deal of energy began to emanate from Heroes Day and Emperor Martha the Clown.

The existence of the Demon King of the Crossroads means that, from the perspective of the trans-timeline history, the current Emperor Joker should possess the power of the sixth dimension. He should now be roughly equivalent to Barbatos, who has devoured a portion of the power of the World Forger, and possess some of the power of a sixth-dimensional god.

But this future was destroyed by the gods of the sixth dimension, which resulted in the Emperor Joker not possessing much of the energy he should have had.

But now, the corpse of the true World Forger has reappeared before the Emperor Joker, and a portion of the true sixth-dimensional divine power has appeared on the Emperor Joker's body, which makes the trans-time flow feel...

You should have possessed sixth-dimensional divine power, right?
You now have divine powers, no problem, then my records (history beyond time) should be perfectly accurate.

Wait, something's not right?

Why do you have so little sixth-dimensional divine power?
I don't know.

Then I'll restore your divine power!

But divine power cannot be created out of thin air.

So from whom will they take it? It's so hard to guess!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The world's forgers were instantly enraged.

In that instant, much of his energy was drained by the historical correction void. He had to concentrate and expel it to absorb some of it back, but a portion was still stolen, and it will take him a long time to collect it back.

If he really has that time.

Damn monitors, why aren't they responding yet?

But the World Founder didn't have time to say anything more to the Watcher; he felt his whole body begin to boil.

Strands of colored light began to emanate from its body.

"What……"

Parallax Morhal has started a rebellion!
(End of this chapter)