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Chapter 1128 The Bat Who Laughs: Long Live Batman!
Chapter 1128 The Bat Who Laughs: Long Live Batman!
"So, this is the plan."
"Luther said."
At that moment, he was thinking, "Come on, man, I thought I was the villain—never mind."
Luther sighed.
"Listen, we can't possibly handle so many Dark Multiverses. We must lay an ambush in the World Forge. Even though Barbatos isn't on our side, I still have ways to prevent him from even getting into the World Forge. We'll keep letting those Dark Multiverses in, weakening them with the flames of the Forge. This is also fulfilling the World Forge's duty to destroy those erroneous universes, and it will help us—"
"Wait a moment."
"What's wrong?"
"What did you just say?"
"The flames of the furnace."
"The previous sentence."
"Can't break through?"
"No! I mean, Barbatos is on our side now."
"bar----"
Batman waved his hand, and Cyborg transformed into a giant display screen.
And behind the screen, what appeared was—
Barbatos himself!?
"Help! I'm about to be beaten to death by Batman!"
Luther suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if his thoughts and ideas were all part of someone else's plan. He could be sure that his idea of getting Barbatos was a spur-of-the-moment thing, but strangely, he was given what he needed at just the right moment.
"We'll have the Möbius Chair fly over to pick you up, and once you sit in it, you'll be able to easily escape Batman Dragon's control."
The Bat Who Laughs told Barbatos, "Don't worry, everything will be alright."
Barbatos looked at the Laughing Bat with some horror.
What the hell do you mean by "everything will be alright"? Is that something you should be saying?
But the main universe Batman had already cut off the conversation, turning to Luthor: "We have Barbatos now, you continue."
"With Barbatos, we won't need to use those flames anymore."
"Luther said."
"We'll manipulate the flames directly and burn all the invaders to death!"
"The recorder from the Omnipotent Universe and the observer from the DC Multiverse, Metron, are now traveling together. During this long period of time, while Batman: Dragon and Doctor Manhattan are locked in battle, and Justice League's Lex Luthor and the World Maker are taking turns on the stage, they are both diligently searching for historical remnants within the DC Multiverse."
They walked through the alternate timelines that Batman Dragon casually conjured up while fighting Perpetua. These timelines, temporarily created by Batman Dragon for the purpose of fighting, existed in a Schrödinger state between existence and non-existence, and frankly, they could record very little content.
But that's precisely the meaning of recording. If everything could be simply copied down, then the recorder would lose their purpose, wouldn't they? It is precisely because of the ambiguity of existence that someone needs to record everything, at least as evidence that they once existed.
But as they walked, Metron suddenly shuddered.
"What's wrong?"
-
"The recorder asked."
"The Möbius Chair—" Metron replied, "I have sensed the Möbius Chair again."
The recorder also fell silent for a moment. The Mobius Chair was an essential artifact for the new god Metron to become an observer of the DC multiverse. Only when sitting in that chair was Metron a complete observer.
Throughout the history of the DC multiverse, Metron has lost his chair many times, but he has ultimately returned to it, becoming the observer of the DC multiverse once again.
Now, if the recorder from the Omnipotent Universal Judgment wants to return the position of DC Multiverse Judgment Observer to Metron, he must help him regain his integrity.
He is now beginning to regret his earlier rash intervention in the history of the DC multiverse, which led to the resurrection of Metron, forcing him, as a visitor from the omnipotent universe, to take full responsibility.
But now the situation is resolved, and his mission is complete once he gets Metron back in his chair—if DC…
If the multiverse returns to normal, Metron will definitely be able to sit in the chair. But if the DC multiverse is destroyed, then Metron won't need to sit in the chair anymore. Hmm, very good, no problem at all.
The Laughing Bat took a deep breath.
He quietly released Black Manta from the main universe and Grodd the gorilla from a parallel universe. These two innocent, unfortunate creatures were finally no longer threatened by Luthor.
This reassured the Laughing Bat somewhat.
At this moment, they were in the crucible of the world, in the sky of rolling flames, facing a dark legion that was spreading towards them like a vast expanse of mountains and plains.
A swamp monster formed by the fusion of decaying blackness and the green of all things.
A Superman who got lost on his way to Earth on a rocket was corrupted by a million suns.
A soulless, young version of Bruce, a sinister bird's cry.
Robin's maniacal laughter filled the mountains and fields.
The Laughing Bat began to pity these children, who had been corrupted into slaves to the dark matter cosmic energy at the youngest age, unable to die or live a good life.
This is the most painful.
A skull version of Shazam the Thunder.
A muddy face like a stone man.
The Bat of Laughter took a deep breath.
Batman never prays — no, not entirely, he does pray sometimes, damn it, he admits, in those seemingly desperate moments.
The laughing bat thought to itself.
What am I praying for? I think it's something everyone prays for deep down: I pray that this battle will have some meaning, even if everyone loses, even if the whole world loses, even if no one has the chance to see it.
The laughing bat muttered to itself.
I pray that all the pain and suffering, all the sacrifices, will eventually become part of a climb, of course, with some twists and turns, but ultimately it is a climb.
The Laughing Bat muttered to himself, and when he spoke of sacrifice, the image that flashed through his mind was that of him laughing maniacally as he wiped out his entire family with an Uzi submachine gun right after his conversion.
The Laughing Bat felt a slight, unprecedented pang in his heart. He knew he had no time to think about these things. Most importantly, he prayed that through the baptism of war, they would eventually change and become better than before.
I pray that the story will always have a happy ending, and that Batman will return to his Gotham, to his peaceful home, just as everyone returns to eternal sleep.
I pray for all of this, for everything we have done, for everything we have saved, for everything we have striven for, for everything we have repeated countless times.
Both will have meaning.
Amen—No.
Long live Batman!
Long live I!