stonecrandall Chapter 452 The Anti-Monitor Arrives, Listen, the Doomsday Bells Are Tolling
Chapter 452 The Anti-Monitor Arrives, Listen, the Doomsday Bells Are Tolling
Chapter 452 The Anti-Monitor Arrives, Listen, the Doomsday Bells Are Tolling!
Deep in the universe.
Inside the Night Owl's owl-shaped spaceship.
Night Owl, or Thomas Wayne Jr., sat in his seat, chin in hand, deep in thought.
He mentally reviewed his actions and felt there was nothing left to prepare, but one thing still left him with some doubts.
呲......
Not far away, the spaceship's mechanical door opened, and Alfred "The Outsider," belonging to Night Owl, walked in carrying a plate of snacks. He walked to Night Owl's side, placed the snacks on the table next to him, and then said, "Nightwing Dick Grayson couldn't wait to leak your conversation with him to Batman again just 10 minutes after you left."
The outsider paused, then continued, "He has absolutely no loyalty to you."
Then he shut up.
"I know." Night Owl tapped the table lightly with his fingers. "What's Batman's reaction?"
"There was no reaction. He told Nightwing he knew, just like Nightwing had done many times before when he passed on information to him."
"Didn't he say anything superfluous? Or hint at his plans to Nightwing in various ways?"
No, absolutely not.
"That's interesting," said Night Owl. "You see, at first, I let Dick do whatever he wanted—"
Outsiders frowned when they heard Night Owl affectionately call Nightwing by his real name, "Dick," but Night Owl, deep in thought, didn't notice at all.
"I allowed Dick to steal the Anti-Monitor's attack data from my computer, including the power analysis model and numerous conjectures he developed. You see, after getting this data, Batman should know what kind of opponent he's facing."
"But what happened? There was no response."
"So later, in my conversation with Nightwing, I guided him to analyze the existence of the Möbius Chair, then let him try to get information out of Grell, and finally guided him to ask me directly."
As Night Owl spoke, he recalled how Nightwing, under his guidance, had earnestly questioned him about the truth, just like...
Just like his claws, Dick Grayson. It felt like reliving an old dream, after many years, crossing mountains and rivers, traversing the distance of time and space, to see that bright-eyed, white-toothed boy again.
"I told him about the prophecy about 3000 people besieging the anti-monitors—I'll call it a prophecy for now."
"And if Nightwing knew, he would immediately tell his most loyal Batman this information."
The outsider deliberately emphasized Nightwing's loyalty, then continued, "But even though we fed Batman all the intelligence, he still didn't make any decisions, at least we didn't find anything."
“Yes,” Night Owl said. “I thought Batman had figured out the situation, so I offered him a solution: if Blood Lord and Starro’s plan to transform all life on Earth actually worked, regardless of success or failure, he could at least provide me with reliable data. But Batman rejected me.”
Night Owl frowned. "I'm getting really curious... Let's sort out the situation. He denied my plan, but he can't come up with another one? Interesting. Batman used to not know what I wanted, so he sent Nightwing to me, but now it's my turn to not know what Batman wants."
In short, the owl can't deduce anything at this point. This has gone beyond the scope of normal logical analysis.
The Batman with that chilling smile is such a creature, illogical, imaginative, and cannot be deduced by common sense.
"There's one more thing," the outsider said. "Nightwing and Greer are getting a little too close."
"What exactly do you mean?"
"They went to bed together."
"..."
"Ignore him," Night Owl said. "I know what you're worried about, but Greer will never give up her goal of murdering her father, Darkseid, who is now Batman's most important fighting force and ally."
"No matter how good Nightwing and Greer's relationship is, Greer will never work for Batman."
"That doesn't make sense."
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Shadow Cabinet.
This is the cage where the first Genie is imprisoned.
The first Lantern was having another dream. He dreamt that his mother was speaking to him gently, a dream that happened many years ago, and even the memory itself seemed like a dream.
He could no longer remember his mother's face.
He hated Batman, whose reasons for refusing to release him were absurd and ridiculous. This anger grew little by little over time.
But he still has hope.
The ring of power he forged is still worn on the ventriloquist's hand, which means that the Calamity still retains control over the outside world.
Despite the fact that this control was now sealed off, Huo Rong could only make the ventriloquist's hand swell even larger and more painful, no matter how hard he tried...
But everything in this world is contained in two words:
Waiting and hope.
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Inside the secret base of the crime syndicate.
At this moment, there was another man also waiting for hope.
He was thin and emaciated, chained up and gagged, like a dog tied up.
His red hair hung down, obscuring his eyes, but it couldn't hide the gleam in them.
On his face, which was exactly the same as Lex Luthor's, a sinister smile appeared that even Lex Luthor couldn't show.
He is Alexander Luther, Thunder Zamza.
He is the real father of the child in the Super Girl's arms, and he will eventually break through the predicament.
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Chen Tao sat atop the tallest gargoyle on Wayne Tower in Gotham City.
He was praying silently.
But he neither sought divine intervention nor worshipped Buddha; instead, he prayed to himself.
"I've made a decision now: if I win, and if I win this time, I will travel through time to help my past self." Chen Tao closed his eyes and prayed.
"So that means that when I open my eyes, I will see a future version of myself traveling through time to help the present me. He's awesome, cool, and incredibly powerful, capable of crushing the anti-surveillance agents."
Then he opened his eyes and saw that there was nothing there, not even a single bat hair.
Chen Tao almost laughed at himself. He was surprised that he could still laugh at a time like this.
"Okay," Chen Tao thought, "I guess this is a sign of weakness."
Then he suppressed his laughter and spoke in a low voice, "I promise... I promise it will only happen once."
And so, you see, Chen Tao has turned back into Batman.
This has always been the case.
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At first, there was an ominous cloud, but no one paid any attention.
Batman stands on the United Nations stage and tells humanity that this time, just as they faced Darkseid, Brainiac, and General Zod before, the Justice League will save the Earth and protect everyone.
Flowers, applause, and the world's adoration are all focused on the heroes.
This is the DC Universe. Unlike Marvel, in the DC Universe, people rarely oppose superheroes. Even when they do, it's limited to protests, rather than escalating to the level of persecution like in Marvel.
Everyone was overjoyed, believing it to be just another resounding victory for the Justice League.
In South America, Deathstroke was carrying out his mission, feeling no difference in what was happening this time, nor any connection between himself and the world.
In Egypt, Red Hood is traveling. He contemplates philosophy and the meaning of life, and he has never doubted that the Justice League can save the world.
In Gotham City, the third Robin, Tim Drake, is at school. He has a girlfriend and his seemingly perfect life is on track. In the cosplay restaurant next to him, two Gotham police officers who consider themselves NPCs and have no names are eating donuts for breakfast and discussing when they will see dinosaurs with wheels on their feet on the street again.
Everything seemed so peaceful, serene, and perfectly natural.
Before all of that happened, no one had ever imagined it...
They will face the end of the world.
Then... in an instant.
Everyone felt it.
Earth trembled, shook, and screamed as it was pulled from its safe orbital home, picked up like a toy by a giant, held in his palm, and examined with curious eyes.
It was taken away from its familiar home and dragged into a burning hell... this land of death.
The air seemed to come alive; it was filled with fire and electricity, the stench of sulfur, and the wails of long-dead vengeful spirits.
In that instant, the sky transformed into a world of interwoven red and black spots, and in the center of this sky lay the enormous shadow of the Anti-Monitor, more majestic than the sun.
Earth is separated from the rest of the universe by an impenetrable barrier, not to keep the anti-surveillance agents out... but to keep Earth's heroes out.
"Welcome! Welcome to my world. Welcome to your doomsday."
The voice of the anti-monitor rang in Chen Tao's ears, and it was the whisper of the apocalypse.
"You have made great preparations for my arrival, and I congratulate you. Your perseverance and your will to survive are truly astonishing, just like the world I have seen before. But this will not change the outcome; your world will eventually die."
"Your warriors will stain your world with blood!"
"Do you hear that death knell? Humans, it will be the last sound you ever hear!"
Then, in an instant, the sky turned completely black.
Humans were bewildered, asking each other questions. A series of traffic accidents occurred on the streets, but before darkness spread, a gloomy, funeral-like silence descended.
Metropolis. Superman Clark Kent breathed deeply and rapidly, struggling to suppress the unexpected panic that gripped him, even as fear seemed to explode in every city, on every piece of land, in the entire world.
Then... there was light.
A sharp, blinding light, piercing through the spiderweb-like cracks, pierced the black glass. The darkness seemed to come alive and began to spread, and those who had been frozen in fear were about to realize...
That darkness is alive!
I can't finish writing anymore, sob sob QwQ But there will definitely be extra chapters, I won't skip it.
(End of this chapter)