dhibooks Chapter 629 The World Forger Makes His First Appearance, Barbatos's Fate
Chapter 629 The World Forger Makes His First Appearance, Barbatos's Fate
Chapter 629 The World Forger Makes His First Appearance, Barbatos's Fate
"The plan failed, but it was part of my plan," said the Bat Who Laughs.
He seemed to have no problem with what he said, since only the Emperor Joker was unlucky, while the Bat of Laughter was standing comfortably on the dry bank.
Clang—Crack—Boom!
No sooner had he finished speaking than the machine in front of him could no longer withstand the immense force brought by Parallax Mohal upstream, and with a loud bang, it completely transformed from a "damaged but barely usable machine" into a large lump of scrap metal.
The Laughing Bat tilted its head to dodge the flying gear, which flew out like a shotgun pellet.
Although it was already at its last gasp and couldn't completely penetrate the spaceship where the Bat of Laughter was, it was still deeply embedded in the wall behind him.
The Bat Who Laughs stared at the broken machine for a second, then without hesitation lifted his foot, turned it 180 degrees like a compass, and walked to a chair next to him.
"What's that saying again? Never be afraid to walk away after things get worse."
He plopped down in the chair, resting his chin on his hand, and actually exuded a mix of leisurely air, nonchalant attitude, and cunning shrewdness.
And a deeply hidden hint of embarrassment and anger.
"You failed."
The Laughing Bat heard the Black Death Emperor say.
"I have not failed," said the Bat Who Laughs. "It is just another possibility, a smaller possibility... but it is not without warning."
Now that things have come to this point, normally the Black Death Emperor should ask, "So what are your plans now?"
That's just the kind of person he is. As a dead man, he doesn't have that many emotions; he only cares about success or failure.
But inexplicably, the Black Death Emperor said:
"You've failed again. What about your promise to me?"
This statement is brilliant, and its brilliance lies in the fact that if the Black Emperor simply repeated that you have failed, it would definitely alert the Batman Who Laughs, because it doesn't sound like something the Black Emperor would say.
However, if he were to say what he was supposed to say directly, it would force the Bat of Laughter to readjust his mindset.
But by saying both sentences at the same time, he disguised the first sentence as a concern about whether he could get a promise, thus maintaining the illusion that "the Black Death Emperor is fine" while subtly poking at the Batman Who Laughs's lungs.
Just like putting bird droppings on a cake, people will definitely suspect you did it on purpose, but if you leave pig droppings inside a pig's intestines for someone to eat, people might suspect you did it accidentally.
But actually you did it on purpose, it was an accident.
Although the outcomes are different, your goal of disgusting people is the same.
The Bat of Laughter's emotions were slightly affected by this—a rare occurrence indeed.
Instead of dwelling on whether the Black Death had failed, he turned to another issue.
He failed, the Emperor Joker is finished, what's next?
No, he didn't fail. The Emperor Joker's failure was also part of his plan, wasn't it?
"I really didn't want it to come to this..." The Laughing Bat's eyes were gloomy.
From beginning to end, he was trying his best to weaken everyone.
The Emperor Joker's power comes directly from the Mischief, but he insists on summoning the Bat Mite to prevent the Mischief from actually swallowing him whole and growing to an uncontrollable size.
But now it seems that if we continue to cling to the troublemaker and refuse to let go...
Just as the laughing bat had thought of this, it suddenly stopped.
no need.
What he meant was, wasn't killing the Emperor Joker also part of his plan? This unexpected event merely allowed his plan to be completed ahead of schedule. If he made an irrational decision because things didn't go exactly as he expected, he might very well have let things slip completely out of his control.
Rather than letting the troublemaker inflate the Emperor Joker's power to a point where the Batman Who Laughs can't control him, it's better to let him die here.
After all, in this game, he, the Laughing Bat, was the one who hadn't invested anything; he could walk away at any time, and he could afford to lose.
If you can't take down Batman this time, but you do take down the Emperor and the Joker, then you can say whether the plan succeeded or not.
Moreover, as far as he knew, if Batman Dragon did not intend to live as a fifth-dimensional being in the world of the fifth-dimensional imagination, only able to come to the material universe once every three months, he would not be able to retain the fifth-dimensional power of the Bat Mite for a long time, just like the former Emperor Joker.
The very nature of beings in the material universe causes them to lose their fifth-dimensional power for various reasons, because they are materialistic from birth, and only freaks like the Joker, whose imaginations run wild, can control their ever-expanding imaginations.
As time goes by, beings in the material universe will become more and more proficient in mastering the power of the fifth dimension, and the danger of their imagination running wild will also increase.
Even bat mites can have their imaginations run wild, conjuring up a powerful enemy that beats them to a pulp. This kind of unbridled imagination would be even more terrifying in Batman Dragon, because fifth-dimensional beings have no concept of death. Even if a bat mite is smashed into a biscuit, it wouldn't think it's dead. But what about Batman Dragon?
As a being of the material universe, the idea that a person dies when killed is deeply ingrained in his subconscious. This applies not only to the other person but also to the Bat of Laughter.
They will eventually be defeated by their own imagination, ultimately reaching the point where they defeat themselves.
The Emperor Joker was an exception, but not entirely. His imagination didn't go so far as to make him believe he was dead, but it did go just as far... He was defeated by his own imagined Batman; even a freak like the Joker couldn't control his imagination.
It's only a matter of time before Batman Dragon loses his fifth-dimensional powers. If he refuses to let go, he might even kill himself. Therefore, The Batman Who Laughs is not worried at all that Batman Dragon's powers will be amplified too much.
As for this mess here, and even the Black Death Emperor beside him?
While operating the machine, the Batman Who Laughs realized what Batman Dragon had done. He followed the connection with the Emperor Joker and saw Parallax Morhal and the fifth-dimensional power contained within him.
He knew what Batman had done, he knew the terrifying changes Parallax Morhal had undergone, but what harm did it do to him?
Even if Hal becomes stronger, he hasn't come down from the timeline yet, and Batman Dragon isn't dead either. Compared to the Batman Who Laughs, Batman Dragon doesn't want Hal Jordan to come down from the timeline and reshape the entire universe according to his own will.
So ultimately, Batman: Dragon will clean up the mess left by The Batman Who Laughs. Now, The Batman Who Laughs only needs to shake off the Black Death Emperor, and he's in a situation where he wins big, small, and medium wins.
Thinking this, the Laughing Bat began preparing to deal with the Black Death Emperor, who was oblivious and had no idea that his ally had just turned into an enemy.
But just before the Batman Who Laughs was about to make his move, his body suddenly froze completely.
This wasn't because the Black Death Emperor had done anything, but because Barbatos's voice rang in the Batman Who Laughs's ear:
"The Bat Who Laughs, what on earth are you doing?"
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On the outskirts of the endless hypertime stream, a hooded figure stands amidst the chaotic spatial turbulence. He raises his head, gazing up at the endless void, and sees the hypertime stream trembling and wailing.
The clash between Parallax Demon Hal Jordan and Emperor Joker spans the entire hypertimeline, moving from upstream to downstream, causing the collapse of the entire timeline.
Numerous erroneous timelines, like a mountain of shit bugs, piled up throughout the hypertime stream. These timelines, which would be erased after a short time, occupied a large amount of space in the hypertime stream, causing a severe load on it.
All sorts of bizarre monsters were mass-produced and then instantly vanished, while Hal and the Emperor Joker, who were ahead in the timeline, were still fighting, completely ignoring the wailing of their time-traveling mother.
The violent, reverberating sound reverberated in the man's ears, so deafening, so... soul-stirring.
The hooded man heard a whisper...
A terrifying low groan, almost imperceptible, yet it rang in his ears, stirring the wicked thoughts that were stirring within him.
"It's no use, Mother."
The hooded man shook his head slightly, and the murmur vanished the next second.
"I am neither a short-sighted brother nor one of those four-dimensional gods like Darkseid who are manipulated by you."
His gaze traversed the timeline, passing through layers of super-time flow, and lingered on Parallax Morhal, who was battling the Emperor and the Joker during the Zero Hour period.
The Emperor Joker changed the world with a snap of his fingers; those superheroes were no match for him.
In just four seconds, the Emperor Joker transformed Howl's world into a giant, bouncing amusement park. A carousel larger than the entire galaxy was preemptively smashed into Howl's head by the Emperor Joker. Mass and energy beyond human imagination exploded in Howl's body in an instant, but then a hand passed through it all and grabbed the Emperor Joker by the neck.
The Emperor Joker was grabbed by the neck by Hal and then lifted up and hammered, the blows resounding like a drumbeat.
The hooded man looked away and removed his hood. If Barbatos were here, he would be utterly horrified, for the man before him was none other than his former master, whom he had killed countless years ago—
The eldest son of Papetua, the mother of the multiverse, and the elder brother of the Watcher and the Counter-Watcher. He is the one who creates concepts from shapes and forges all things into form.
How did he get here? And what gives him the right to be here? If he is here, then what about the corpse that Barbatos devoured earlier?
The World Forger turned his gaze to another place. Inside the World Forge, Barbatos was munching on his master's corpse. He had just eaten enough flesh and blood and was now lying there lazily sleeping. The flames in the forge were still burning and flickering.
The world's foundries whispered.
The voice was like the whisper of his mother, the Mother of the Multiverse, Papetua, who for years had been trying to use such whispers to influence all life in the material universe to create more crises in order to provide the crisis power to help her come down from the wall, and the World Builders had also learned this trick.
Barbatos was jolted awake by the voice of the World Founders.
Then, the first thing he did after waking up was to start showing off his owner like crazy.
Smack smack smack smack...
After busy gnawing on the corpse for a while, Barbatos suddenly, for some inexplicable reason, wanted to see what the Bat of Laughter was doing, so he did... and what followed was chaos and pandemonium.
"Well done, Barbatos." The World Forger withdrew his gaze, thinking silently.
Once Barbatos has completely devoured his world, the responsibility of the world-builder will shift entirely to Barbatos, and he will perish. But before he dies, he has already arranged everything; when Barbatos fails, it will be his time to create a brand new hyper-time stream.
But before that, he needs to weaken the entire hypertime stream as much as possible, and in this respect, he and his mother share the same goal. However, he cannot release his mother, so the World Forger must strike a balance.
Fortunately, his mother was hanging on the wall, and the World Builder was the only sixth-dimensional deity in the multiverse who was still alive or half-dead.
Since his death in the Crisis on Infinite Earths, the younger brother Antimonitor has not recovered. His antimatter energy was consumed by Super-Prime and Parallax Morhal. After being killed again during the Sinestro War, Antimonitor was reduced to serving as a central energy battery.
During the New 52 era, the Anti-Monitor was even downgraded to a mortal, fighting Darkseid back and forth, leading some to mistakenly believe that Darkseid and the Anti-Monitor were gods of the same level.
The World Maker's other brother, the Monitor, fared even worse. After being killed by the Anti-Monitor during Crisis on Infinite Earths, he was quickly resurrected, but his power was subsequently dispersed, turning him from an individual into a race. In the end, he even spawned a freak like the Dark Monitor Mandraklak, who was much weaker than the World Maker.
No one can stop him... Now no one can stop the World Maker.
The world's forgers then turned their attention once again to the outside of the trans-temporal flow.
There, in a parallel universe, Brainiac is breathing.
His body was enormous, and the three pink spots on his head emitted a dim, eerie glow that illuminated his grotesque, skull-like face.
Brainiac, who escaped from the normal timeline, a madman who aspires to become a sixth-dimensional god, a powerful monster...
A useful chess piece.
She is best suited to be the one to unveil a diverse and integrated event.
Whispers rang out once more from the mouths of the world's foundries.
(End of this chapter)