What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 932 Fate whispers to the warrior, the mind-control superman arrives.
fate
Deep within the Garden of Destiny, Destiny itself, carrying enormous pages, is gently turning the pages of the Book of Destiny. Yet, no matter how light his movements, the enormous pages still produce a deafening sound.

Fate whispered to the warrior: A storm is coming.

Warriors... any response?
Fate turned the page to the next volume, and all was silent.

Then fate heard someone answer in that silent echo:
—I am the storm!
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In an instant, the nameless old dragon's hair stood on end.

He felt as if he were witnessing a storm, a tempest taking shape before him, without having been aware of it beforehand.

The problem is simple: the power of the Mother of the Multiverse is simply too immense! How is this possible? They haven't even found the composite entity. If the Anti-Monitor at its peak could confront it head-on, then why can't the current nameless old dragon?
"Give me the power of the Infant Multiverse!!!"

The nameless old dragon turned its head and roared at the World Forger.

He successfully took over the heavy burden from the anti-surveillance activists, only to find himself in an even more dangerous situation.

But that's alright, he has other plans. The reason he can't help the Anti-Monitor completely defeat the Mother of the Multiverse is that once the Anti-Monitor wins, he will become the... you think I'm going to say slave owner? No, the entire multiverse will be on his plate, destroyed by him, so that he can increase his own power.

Those universes would vanish into nothingness within the massive white wall of light, becoming mere food for the Anti-Monitors. The nameless old dragon would not accept this, but if he could become the one controlling this DC multiverse, he would be able to accept it.

A surge of energy rushed into the nameless old dragon's body.

It feels wonderful, like rushing into a storm and letting the raindrops soak you. The stinging, cold, yet exhilarating sensation makes you feel one with the storm, making you feel that the storm won't capsize your ship or drown you in the deep sea.

With the help of these energies, the nameless old dragon was able to temporarily stand on equal footing with the Mother of the Multiverse, but that was all.

He needs more strength.

“World Forger, I need your energy.” He gave the order to the World Forger.

This sixth-dimensional deity exists in every timeline of the DC multiverse.

“How can I help you? I need a monitor to complete the fusion of the three. Even if you don’t have a physical body, you should at least have some hair. Otherwise, I can’t change anything.”

“I don’t need the Ultimate Monitor or World Forger after the fusion. All I need now is for you to provide me with some power so I can overwhelm the opponent.”

The nameless old dragon said that he had not yet reached his limit. The power of the Mother of the Multiverse had temporarily increased slightly, but it was still within its expected range, which was reasonable.

As the creator god who created the sixth-dimensional beings, if the Mother of the Multiverse weren't so difficult to deal with, he wouldn't have needed to steal the Anti-Monitor's energy; the Anti-Monitor alone could have sent his mother back to the wall. His familiarity with the sixth-dimensional beings was insufficient; even with the Anti-Monitor's energy, it was normal that he couldn't defeat his mother. The nameless dragon comforted himself with this thought, and with the World Forger's assistance, he did feel much better. According to his calculations, as long as he helped the Anti-Monitor, the latter would definitely be able to push the Mother of the Multiverse back to the Origin Wall, and now the facts confirmed his prediction.

But something even stranger happened. The power of the Mother of the Multiverse increased once again, and upon realizing this, the nameless old dragon almost began to doubt himself.

If the Mother of the Multiverse could increase her energy so infinitely from the beginning, then what... does the nameless old dragon mean? What does Perpetua mean? What makes her entangled with the Anti-Monitor for so long? Shouldn't she have used that energy to quickly suppress the Anti-Monitor and then solidify her history of complete victory?

In his opinion, it was precisely because the other party could not do it that things had turned out this way, giving him a chance. But all of this happened after he successfully seized the energy of the Anti-Monitor. This made him almost start to wonder if it was because the Mother of the Multiverse became aware of his existence and prepared a backup plan to defend against it.

"Damn it, World Forger..."

"I have to give you some fucking energy, I know!"

But the nameless old dragon's urging to the World Forger only earned him a louder roar: "I've given you all the energy I can, damn it, did you think I could offer that many resources? It's all your fault, you fool, that you've completely disqualified me from participating..."

The nameless old dragon fell silent, still fighting with all his might. He was currently at the center of the main universe of the Infant Multiverse. Here, he could receive energy from the Infant Multiverse at any time, and he soon discovered that the Infant Multiverse could not only simply provide energy, but also help him create a sufficient number of soldiers.

He needs the Infant Multiverse, something the World Forgers painstakingly created. It's incredibly useful; mastering the Infant Multiverse not only allows for the nurturing of humanity but also enables the direct extraction of results. And now…

He felt the power of the Mother of the Multiverse rising up once again, almost to the point of numbness. This rise was completely irrational, like a storm pouring down on his head for no reason.

On one side is the World Forger, who can no longer squeeze out a drop of resources; on the other side is an infant multiverse that has just been acquired and cannot be damaged too much. Thus, the nameless old dragon decisively made an action that many of Chen Tao would have taken.

He freed one hand and then tore open the space of the DC multiverse.

He had drained the energy from Golden Vanguard and Time Master; the two characters had barely let out a scream before falling silent.

The World Forger let out a muffled groan, and the nameless old dragon also plundered his energy, but fortunately it was still within the limits that the other party could accept.

Next to emerge from behind the door was a man in blue clothes and a red cloak, with a square face that looked like it had been sculpted in ancient Greece, and a pair of heterochromatic eyes that shone brightly.

Everyone has begun to realize who the other person is and what era they come from.

There was only one crisis in the DC multiverse that almost caused it to collapse and had to rely on itself to save itself.

And the way to save yourself is the person in front of you.

He is a thinking superman, or we should call him a thinking robot.

(End of this chapter)