What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 880 No matter how unwilling or trembling, one should raise the sword.

Fog...

Dark fog.

After William Hand passed through a thick fog, he found himself in a realm as dark as night, with tombstones standing all around him.

This is the domain of the Black Death Emperor. In the world of death, the Black Death Emperor is undoubtedly the most powerful lord, and the world he occupies is the most vast.

Generally speaking, the Black Death Emperor is not that idle. He basically adopts a laissez-faire attitude towards the souls that enter his domain. The Black Death Emperor will periodically scatter the Black Night in different parallel universes and then harvest the souls into his world. These scattered souls that wander into his world generally do not receive much attention from him.

But today's visitor is a bit unusual.

It is worthy of the Black Death Emperor's humbly request to come and receive him.

“William Hand? How dare you show your face in front of me.”

With a single reach, the Black Death Emperor seized all of William Hand's limbs with the claws of the Black Lantern Corpse, lifting him up in a spread-eagle position, making him look like Jesus being executed.

The Black Death Emperor didn't waste any words. As the Lord of the Dead, his behavior was far more rigid than that of the living creatures.

What can you expect from a man who creates the darkest nights of all, a champion of death with a hard-hitting, straightforward approach, when you talk to William?

The moment he captured William, the Black Death Emperor decisively planned to drag him deep into his realm of death, and then transform him into a powerful and completely loyal representative of his.

But he heard William's voice:
"Wait a moment."

The Black Death Emperor turned a deaf ear.

He was about to drag William Hand completely into the depths, but then he felt some other force invading his territory...

madness.

Within the Black Death Emperor's domain, the Black Death Emperor is invincible. Even if the World Forger himself were to arrive, the Black Death Emperor could repel him from his domain. Surely no one would be foolish enough to plan a final battle with the Black Death Emperor within his domain?
Then the Black Death Emperor suddenly paused for a moment.

Some kind of illusory, unreal, sixth-dimensional energy that wasn't embedded in real history suddenly and abruptly bestowed its blessing upon him.

But no matter how illusory and unreal it may be, it's still that damn sixth-dimensional energy!!!
A tremendous force surged into the Black Death Emperor's body, causing him to almost groan uncontrollably. In an instant, his body began to grow larger, expanding from a small giant to a colossal skeletal giant that blotted out the sky.

"This is……"

Beside William Hand, Barbatos's energy projection slowly emerged, and hidden within this energy projection was the projection of the Watcher.

"We need your help, Black Death Emperor. You've sensed these powers too, haven't you? It's the future you reached on a certain hypertimeline that was erased... dominating the entire DC multiverse."

The Black Death Emperor heard Barbatos and the Watcher's enticements:

"And you should want to know from us..."

How can I permanently retain the six-dimensional energy that is currently temporarily present within me? And also…

"The World Forgers used your power to manipulate Parallax Morhal, only to kick you out of the game. We're here to ask you some questions..."

"Are you planning to settle all scores, old and new?"

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You... Chen Tao, you...

You rarely make choices like this, putting all your eggs in someone else's basket.

You're used to controlling everything.

Over time, you have developed your own way of solving problems. You have followed this approach to overcome one crisis after another. Even when you claim to trust others the most, you always have a backup plan to prevent them from making a mistake.

The feeling of being unable to control something brings you fear, like a piece of duckweed swaying in a storm.

Sometimes, once you design your own set of rules of conduct, you become the most loyal believer in those rules, even if you came up with them yourself.

Over time, and with repeated occurrences, it's easy to become trapped in one's own limitations, like a frog at the bottom of a well, unable to see the changes happening outside.

So you... listen.

Everyone was once a tiger; everyone's youth is filled with high spirits, ambition, and an incurable belief that they are the only hero in the world.

He will never understand that human strength has its limits, nor will he ever truly trust others.

But today, you will do it.

You've really run out of ideas.

puff!
Superman's fist pierced through Chen Tao's body. He slightly turned his body, swaying like a dolphin, easily dodging Martha the Clown's attack.

"Sixth-dimensional energy is indeed troublesome, but you seem to have misunderstood something."

He grabbed Martha's hand with his bare hands: "Your history of seizing sixth-dimensional energy is utterly fictitious, nothing more than a false illusion created by the forced enhancement of the Hypertime Stream."

Supreme Superman said, "Similar to... a time afterimage."

He grabbed Martha's arm and tore her in two, after which she gasped for breath and reassembled herself.

The Supreme Little Superman's red-glowing eyes moved slightly.

He dodged Chen Tao's counterattack, then his body flashed like lightning, appearing in front of Darkseid as if teleporting. He grabbed the other's neck and lifted him up, then stretched out a hand. Martha Wayne's movement, as she lunged at him from behind, looked as if she were offering her own neck to the other's hand.

"Damn it!" Darkseid struggled as Darkseid's neck was gripped. "This familiar feeling..."

Every time he encounters Batman Dragon, nothing good comes of it. In the past, when his clones encountered Batman Dragon, they were beaten by Superman Supreme. Now, he is trying to gather power and create his original body, but he is being beaten by Superman Supreme again.

He's come full circle, back to square one. He's just stuck with Batman: Dragon and Superman the Primal, isn't he?

Supreme Superman turned his head and asked Chen Tao:
"Where is your little disciple? William Hand? He should be one of the few on your side who is qualified to participate in this kind of battle. Are you not planning to bring him out to besiege me?"

And what about Barbatos? He's an enemy of the World Forger. You couldn't possibly not be allied with him, could you? Why didn't you release it to attack me? It's impossible to send it to attack the World Forger. That dragon that once devoured its master, after discovering that it was all just part of its master's plan, is probably terrified of the World Forger now.”

His words had a sarcastic tone.

Then he continued, "It won't be another one of those clichéd sneak attacks. You know, I'm getting tired of that kind of game."

He broke Batman Dragon's arm with his bare hands, then took the bite with his head, his red eyes suddenly watching as Batman Dragon lost a mouthful of teeth.

"Aren't you worried at all about Hero Day?" he heard Batman Dragon say, as his broken teeth rapidly healed.

The Supreme Superman's expression finally changed slightly, but only slightly:

“The World Forgers will not harm him.”

"Do you really believe that?"

"You know nothing about the power of the sixth-dimensional gods."

Despite saying this, Supreme Superman still didn't immediately kill Chen Tao.

He's waiting for the World Forgers to resolve Heroes' Day, and then he'll deal with Batman Dragon. For no other reason than...

We await the world's forgers to first abide by the treaty.

Even if the world's forgers don't abide by the treaty, I won't do anything about it; at least I won't antagonize them.

The Supreme Little Superman thought to himself silently.

Yes.

He made a mental calculation: even if the World Forger killed Hero Sun, he might be sad and in pain, but he wouldn't betray the World Forger for that reason.

For a long time. Ever since Crisis on Infinite Earths, and the Final Crisis, right up to now...

During this long period of time, Superman the Youngster had tried many times to restore the Golden Age in the main universe, but the result was always failure.

He even knew that in one timeline he had collaborated with Parallax Morhal, but ultimately failed.

After experiencing so much, Superman Supreme realized that under the current framework of the DC multiverse, his idea of ​​restoring the Golden Age was almost impossible to achieve, and the only person who could help him realize this idea was the World Forger.

Break free from the framework of the DC multiverse and create a brand new multiverse... redefine the rules.

This is very likely the closest Clark Kent, the Superman Supreme, has ever come to restoring the Golden Age.

It is far more reliable than the first collaboration with Alexander Luthor Jr. (Infinite Crisis), the second collaboration with Sinestro (Sinestro Legion War), and the third collaboration against the superhero legion's attempt (Final Crisis: Legion of the Three Realms).

The World Founders presented him with a practical plan, rather than leaving him to achieve it through brute force.

Only the World Forger can fulfill his promise to Superman Supreme. Superman Supreme has sought to complete the Golden Age for too long and failed too many times. Even his friendship with Heroes Day cannot change his goal—

Many people don't seem to realize that Superman Supreme is older than Parallax Morhal. He was born before the Crisis on Infinite Earths and during the Golden Age, while Parallax Morhal was born in the New Earth era after the Crisis on Infinite Earths.

If the mad and stubborn Superman Supreme were so easily changed, he wouldn't have been able to wreak havoc across the DC multiverse for so many years.

So, Batman: Dragon.

No matter what expectations you have for Heroes' Day, it's all in vain.

Superman analyzed his inner thoughts and at this moment he was certain that he would not be angry about Heroes' Day.

Humans generally have a certain ability to anticipate their own emotions, but how accurate that prediction is...

Even Superman himself cannot guarantee 100% certainty.

But at least at this moment, that's what he truly believed.

puff!
But none of this helped Chen Tao's current situation. The Supreme Little Superman's punches were too heavy and terrifying, making him feel like he was about to explode.

Now he can only struggle to keep going.

At this moment, Chen Tao knew very well.

No matter how much he does, it's all just icing on the cake.

The distribution of World Founders was quite reasonable. After being deliberately targeted by Chen Tao, the World Founders immediately retaliated.

When he destroyed Heroes' Day and then joined forces with Superman, even if Chen Tao performed a series of fierce maneuvers and showed off his skills, it was all in vain under the absolute crushing power. In the end, he became the singing and dancing Batman Dragon.

Therefore, he has entrusted everything to Genie A.R., the mission to save Superman in the DC multiverse...

The entire burden is now on your shoulders!

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"How dare you..."

The hands of the first Lantern Knight were trembling.

Those are just histories, haphazardly pieced together by the world's creators and forcibly attached to his new creation.

The difference is like he created a tumor, then connected the body's blood vessels, and then told you that the tumor was actually an organ.

The fact that these human blood vessels were reconnected inevitably caused the original organ, the real Earth 15, to lose its past history.

But the real Earth 15...

The real Earth-15 has already been destroyed.

A profound sense of powerlessness enveloped the first Lantern Man, giving him a feeling of...

An urge to weep.

But he shouldn't have acted so weakly, so the first Lantern just gave a bitter laugh.

Even if the world's creators attach history to this false creation, there are still ways to decipher it:

At this moment, hanging at the waist of the first Lantern is a sword constructed from countless metals, forged by the World Forger himself.

Except for the fact that the tenth metal contains relatively little, all the other metals are abundant, which is enough to make this sword a super artifact capable of easily breaking through space, history, and time. Its effect is enough to annihilate artifacts like Hawkman's hammer, which are made of only one metal, to dust.

His goal is to revive the destroyed organ, but even if the organ is revived, it will still need blood vessels.

But now the blood vessels have been transplanted to the tumor by the world's builders.

so he……

He must...

He must destroy the tumor.

He must destroy this fake Earth-15 with his own hands, and then those "blood vessels" that were forcibly taken over, which represent the past history of Earth-15, will return to their original positions and be reconnected to their original locations after the real Earth-15 returns.

At that moment, the words that Batman Dragon had once spoken resounded in his ears like a great bell.

Oh, the calamity of the Rong!

Calamity befalls the enemy.

The dead cannot be brought back to life, and you did not personally resurrect any of your loved ones by reversing the flow of time...

It must be a monster.

It is absolutely unacceptable to accept deception while burying one's head in the sand.

Therefore, therefore.

No matter how unwilling or trembling you are, you should raise your sword.

This... is the correct answer.

(End of this chapter)