stonecrandall Chapter 410 Copper-Armored Corpse Mongo, the Spirit of Metal
Chapter 410 Copper-Armored Corpse Mongo, the Spirit of Metal
Chapter 410 Copper-Armored Corpse Mongo, the Spirit of Metal
"How are you?"
Chen Tao dared not reach out and touch the Black Compassion plant; it would be terrible if he were to be touched by it too.
In a panic, he used nanobots to create two metal tentacles to remotely support Senesto, accidentally strangling him with one of the tentacles and nearly killing him.
Oh, no, Sinestro is already dead, so it's alright.
Chen Tao took a deep breath. His panic lasted only a few seconds before he immediately accepted the fact that Sinestro was dead.
A certain DNA instinct within his body was activated in an instant. Chen Tao, who was "very happy to see Sinestro so awesome and therefore wished to become an idiot," died instantly. Batman was resurrected on the spot. Chen Tao's eyes deepened. While contemplating the eulogy for Sinestro's funeral, he began to think about how to deal with Mongo. His previous preparations still included...
We deeply mourn the passing of Comrade Seneca, he…
and many more.
He's not dead yet.
Chen Tao realized that Sinestro was still alive. Despite being pierced through the body, Sinestro's yellow light ring was still rapidly repairing the damaged body structure.
Like industrious worker ants, yellow light energy carries broken body tissues back to where they belong, and then uses yellow light energy at the cellular level to act as connecting ropes for those cells that have failed to connect.
But Seneca was still unconscious. He floated there with his eyes closed. Chen Tao rolled his eyes, but his pupils did not react at all, and he had completely lost the ability to fight back.
Chen Tao raised his hand, aimed it at Seneca's eye socket, and punched him hard.
His reason told him that such behavior wouldn't wake Seneca up, but it didn't matter; Chen Tao just wanted to beat him up.
For a fleeting moment, Chen Tao truly believed he could do it. He truly believed Sinestro could handle everything without his involvement. He truly believed it...
Chen Tao immediately saw what state he was in:
Black Mercy swept him into a beautiful dream.
"Let me formally introduce myself again, Batman. I am Mongo."
Chen Tao turned his head and hugged Seneca, who was as soft as a lump of mud, in a princess carry.
"I've known you for a long time, a coward who has turned to death, a disgusting person like a pile of excrement."
Chen Tao said.
"That's a biased statement," Mongo said.
His posture was proud and dignified, and it would be more convincing if we omitted his face, which was covered with maggots and had protruding fangs due to the power of decay and blackness.
He paused, then continued, "You animals can basically be considered intelligent beings. How about this, maybe if I change my posture when I speak to you, it will help you understand what... humility is."
Chen Tao had already guessed what Meng Ge had done.
Not far away, a spatial rift opened, and another person who looked exactly like Mengo appeared there, one hand gripping someone's neck, and...
It was Bain.
"Batman..." Killer Croc's voice came through Chen Tao's ear: "That Rotten Black invaded the island entirely for us. All those Totem Council warriors from that alien planet have been wiped out..."
"Fortunately, we had an emergency plan in place in case the Red of All Beings was invaded. I detonated a nuclear bomb in the Red of All Beings. Although the power of the nuclear bomb could not destroy those immortal monsters, it was enough to stop them."
We haven't lost anything major yet. We're currently being chased by many rotten black monsters, and Mudface is intercepting them. Our retreat is relatively orderly... except that Bain was ambushed by Achiro, who was trapped in the metal cocoon..."
"No, not Achille."
Chen Tao interrupted him.
His gaze lingered on the face of "Mongo," who had emerged from the crimson of all beings, before shifting to the "Mongo" who had been fighting Seneca for quite some time.
At that moment, large chunks of rotting flesh began to fall from the face of the original Mongo. Soon, Achilo's appearance appeared where the original Mongo had stood.
Chen Tao's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.
and many more.
If the one outside is Achiro, then the one he picked up from the corpse before, and then habitually and secretly kept stuffing the metal spirit power into the other person's body, and finally wrapped in a metal cocoon and put into the Crimson of All Beings...
"That's right, it's me."
"..."
This is truly...surprising.
Chen Tao never imagined that his habit of frantically mixing metal spirit power into everything he could catch would suddenly give him such a big surprise.
"You've long wanted to control Achilo," Chen Tao said. "You've made arrangements for Achilo all along."
"That's right, it was using Achilo to impersonate me while I secretly infiltrated your headquarters... the Crimson of All Beings."
Chen Tao confirmed that Meng Ge's body contained some metal spirit power, which was usually carried by nanobots.
But Chen Tao was still somewhat unsure.
Mongo had mastered so much corrupting black power, how could he not have noticed that there was something extra inside his body?
Is it possible that Mongo had actually discovered that he had mixed the metal spirit into his body, but pretended not to know and set some kind of trap?
Sometimes the more you know, the more you think, like the Empty City Stratagem.
"You bunch of little insects circling around Sinestro." Mongo lifted the muscular man Bane, who had already passed out, his eyes rolled back, and was limp like a worm hanging on Mongo's arm, above his head.
"He was knocked unconscious before he even saw me."
He said this. Then, Achilo raised his Divine Power Gloves, and a suit of armor made of Green Lantern energy covered his entire body. Mongo opened the portal for him; Chen Tao knew Achilo would enter the Black Corruption, and then, through the Black Corruption's invasion of the Island of Corruption, directly reach the Red of All Beings.
He will begin hunting down Killer Croc, who, in terms of pure fighting ability, is no match for him:
If it were just Achille wearing the Yellow Lantern Ring, Killer Croc might still be able to put up a fight thanks to the home-field advantage of the Red of All Beings, but now his opponent is wielding the Power Gloves.
Made by Carona, it's good, powerful, and even has the ability to kill. For an opponent like Killer Croc, it's a game-changer.
Chen Tao thought to himself.
"I just need to hold you off... Soon, Achiro will bring that beast to me, along with the Green Light Central Energy Battery and the Death Storm that seals the Parallax Monster."
"Mongo said."
"And from now on, everything will be mine..."
Bain, whom he was holding aloft, suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, a large number of green branches burst forth from his arm, coalescing into a fist made of green plants, which violently struck Mongo, causing him to stagger backward:
"It's not as easy as you think, and..." Bane leaped down with a graceful movement, his gaze meeting Batman's in mid-air, just as it had always been.
He knew what Batman needed him to do, just as he knew that tonight's dinner and midnight snack were very likely to be a secret bat sandwich.
He knew that Batman didn't rush to his rescue; Batman didn't see him as someone who needed saving, but as a reliable comrade who wouldn't easily fall.
This is what pleased Bain the most.
He said, "We little insects usually call this behavior 'playing dead,' and the purpose is to... pierce the enemy's heart at the crucial moment!"
He got into a fighting stance, ready to fight Mongo again, but then he heard Batman's voice:
"No."
He heard Batman's order: "Go and find a way to wake Sinestro up. This is for me."
Chen Tao quickly spoke, telling Bain about the information regarding Black Mercy: "...This telepathic plant...it can read your deepest desires and give you a completely convincing simulation. Therefore, Sinestro is currently dreaming, dreaming about what he most wants to obtain, or rather, it's much deeper than just dreaming."
“That’s right. Sometimes, I’m truly amazed by your intelligence network, Batman,” Mongo said. “I originally wanted to keep something from you, but now I think you must already know the only way to break Black Mercy…”
"Yes, that's right," Chen Tao said. "The only way to break through Black Mercy is to personally and wholeheartedly sever and abandon the life you once wanted. That's no less cruel than losing an arm for anyone."
"That's the correct answer," Mongo said.
Mongo's gaze lingered on Sinestro: "I'd love to see his dream. Sitting on a throne, ruling the entire universe, with you, his enemies or followers like me, groveling and fawning at his feet? That's far more honest than his hypocritical pretense of being a hero who wants to bring order to the universe but is misunderstood. Don't you think so?"
Mongo touched his chin.
Chen Tao knew that Mengo was stalling for time, waiting for Achilo to catch up with Killer Croc and his crew, and then retrieve Death Storm and the Green Light Central Energy Battery for him.
But Chen Tao knew that this would not happen... From the moment he began stuffing all sorts of things into the Crimson of All Beings, he was already anticipating the day when an enemy would invade the Crimson of All Beings.
Moreover, the Crimson Realm has been invaded before, so Chen Tao is even less likely to be foolish enough to be completely unprepared.
So... he's waiting too.
As Chen Tao felt the power of the metal spirit growing stronger within Meng Ge's body, he still couldn't quite believe his own perception.
That's unlikely. Doesn't Mongo understand the power of the Metal Spirit?
Meanwhile, Mongo was carefully observing the expression on Batman's face.
The other party seemed to freeze for some reason, not launching an attack immediately, which surprised Mongo. He was relieved that Batman hesitated; the longer he delayed, the faster Archie could bring back the two items.
Once they get their hands on the item, who's going to be fighting Batman here?
Just as Seneca had planned, he needed a place to properly organize his gains, absorb them all into his own power, and then settle accounts with everyone.
Therefore, Mongo was happy to waste time with Batman, or rather, the more time he wasted, the better.
Mongo never placed his hopes entirely on the power of the Decaying Black. He knew very well that this power was borrowed by the Black Death Emperor from Anton A. Cain, the master of the Decaying Black, and then transferred to him. It was equivalent to a power that had passed through at least three hands. To really use this power as the foundation for his survival would be a joke.
For Mongo, he must forever pursue the Parallax, and then try to become the Parallax, a host capable of maintaining self-awareness. Only when he fully masters the Parallax will he have the strength to fight against the Black Death Emperor and Anton-Akai, and only then will he have the ability to sever these death forces that have already wrapped around him, which he cannot shake off or break free from.
He ultimately knew far too little about these powers. He could indeed use the Black Rot, but that was about it. Before encountering the Death Storm, Mongo had no idea what the Black Rot actually was, let alone understand it or be able to manipulate it with any finesse.
Mongo frowned. He felt incredibly strong, as if his body was filled with countless steels, making his flesh even tougher. It was as if someone had mixed iron powder into his muscles, turning him into a real iron man.
Is this the effect of the Rotten Black? Mongo wasn't entirely sure. He wasn't known for manipulating these magical natural forces. If he hadn't been driven to the brink by his own ambition, he would never have touched something he didn't understand at all.
However, as things stand, Mongo can clearly feel the improvement in his physical fitness.
That's enough for him.
boom!
But before he could buy any more time, he was punched in the face by Bane.
"Wait, Bane, I'll handle Mongo..."
"And then leave me powerless against Black Mercy? Do you think I don't understand? If only those who are parasitized by Black Mercy can escape on their own, then what's the point of my mission—?"
"The only purpose is to get rid of me, to keep me away from the most dangerous Mongo, simply because you don't trust me to team up with you and take down the enemy."
He heard Bain say, "You always want to delegate the unimportant things to others and take on the most serious problems yourself."
"But not this time, Batman. I won't allow you to do that."
Bain said, "This time it's my turn to deal with the serious problems."
"..."
No, it is not.
Chen Tao thought to himself.
He sought out Bane because he wanted to dispel Black Mercy, and there was another way...
(End of this chapter)