fictionpage Chapter 823 William Hand: I'll fight the Supreme Superman, is it true or false?
Chapter 823 William Hand: I'll fight the Supreme Superman, is it true or false?
Chapter 823 William Hand: I'll beat Superman the Supreme, really?
Oh, darling, of course, of course.
The World Maker read the ironclad rule of no killing that Batman in the main universe had secretly declared in his heart.
When the World Maker asked the main universe's Batman to help him kill Batman Dragon, that thought kept echoing in Batman's mind, and he thought he had concealed it well.
He was reciting the Quran backwards in Spanish in his mind, trying to interfere with the World Founders' reading of his emotions, which almost made the World Founders laugh out loud.
When mortals ponder, the gods laugh; the world's creators don't point it out, letting Batman do his best.
It's just a futile struggle.
When the main universe's Batman chose to put on the sixth-dimensional armor, the other side was already beyond his control, and the outcome was no longer something Batman could control.
The main universe's Batman himself believed he was controlling the armor, but in reality, the armor was controlling him.
The World Forger simply needed Batman's body inside that suit of armor to prevent the DC multiverse's bewildered, self-punishing reaction to the time-traveling events.
"Also, you have to help me get that sword back." The World Forger could have snapped his fingers and stuffed all the information into Batman's head.
But he ultimately didn't do that, as it might alert the old bat and cause further complications, so he simply spoke honestly:
"A sword that I helped Batman forge using a large amount of metal. That thing is a key item in building history and culture, but it cannot be given to Batman Dragon, otherwise it would be aiding the enemy."
He said, "You must help me get that weapon back."
The main universe's Batman simply nodded: "Okay, I'll do that."
Foundries worldwide are very satisfied.
He could have manipulated the armor to achieve these goals himself, but he still demanded that Batman agree.
This involves the underlying logic of the relationship between a superhero who is an immune cell and the multiverse. The Worldmaker is always very careful, and doing these things is always more beneficial to him than doing nothing.
"Don't mention my existence to Barbatos... You should know how to win over your allies for a more glorious mission, right?"
"Sure, but I have a condition," the main universe Batman said. "You must ensure that my goal is achieved. If I cannot defeat Batman Dragon, you must intervene. You cannot run away. Don't even think about manipulating everything from behind the scenes. If the multiverse cannot survive, my life and my sacrifice will lose their value."
"Of course, of course, great hero."
As the World Founder spoke, he was unaware of the implications of his promise.
In short, he disappeared, leaving only his voice in Batman's ears; everything before him was collapsing, inch by inch.
The main universe's Batman opens his eyes and sees himself still standing in Pharaoh Khufu's tomb.
"So, what should we do next?"
Barbatos asked in a low voice.
Baby Darkseid flew onto the shoulder of the main universe's Batman.
The main universe's Batman touched his chest, where a rib was throbbing and slightly burning.
"Let's go find Batman Dragon."
He said.
"Wait a minute." But at that moment, Darkseid's expression suddenly changed.
The tiny baby made a soft squelching sound, and then suddenly fell from the sky, curling up and collapsing to the ground in pain like a real baby.
"Damn it, it's Batman Dragon's doing... It's absorbing my very essence from afar. I'll soon be unable to control my own body anymore; they'll forcibly pull it out and infuse it into another version of me!"
"We must..." His chubby little hands suddenly grabbed the main universe Batman's shoulder, "I must maintain my existence before I can complete the deal between you and me! We must stop that enemy that remotely absorbs the essence of my being..."
He said, "All of this is crucial!"
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Shortly after the main universe's Batman communicated with the World Forger, Chen Tao suddenly also felt the World Forger guiding him.
Unlike the main universe's Batman, Chen Tao did not allow himself to be drawn into the mind control space of the World Forger. Instead, he decisively broke free and refused the request for communication.
It's like a hedgehog covered in quills, raising its spikes at hostile enemies. But even so, the World Forger still tries to persuade Batman Dragon.
"Stop, bat." Not far from Hero Day, a monster suddenly stopped its attack on him. The monster stopped in place, then opened and closed its mouth, which was almost like a broken gong, and the voice of the World Forger came from its hoarse throat:
"We both have a common goal now, to stop Superman the Primal from restarting the universe, don't we? Letting him do that would not benefit either of us."
There are no friends who last forever, only allies who become allies based on shifting interests. (Bat)
The evil and malice in his eyes were sealed behind his corneas, making him appear harmless.
But before he could finish speaking, he saw Batman Dragon staring at him.
"You're bad."
Then the World Maker saw Batman extend a hand and show it to him.
Then, out of the blue, a slap sent the monster's head exploding like a watermelon.
"And I never listen to anything bad people say." Chen Tao looked coldly at the monster in front of him.
The fact that this thing could appear here means that the World Founders have been keeping track of Batman Dragon's movements through Heroes' Day, and now that Chen Tao has confirmed this, he can finally do something important.
Soon, unnoticed by Heroes Day, Chen Tao left behind a dummy disguised as a mud-faced figure and disappeared from the timeline.
He tore open one spatial portal after another, flying towards the anti-monitor dragon he could sense.
He knew that the closer he got to the Anti-Monitor Dragon, the higher the probability that he would be discovered by the Anti-Monitor.
And finally...
He found his target.
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"Continue, continue absorbing."
Lex Luthor is getting busier and busier.
William Hand stood poised beside Luther, watching the bald man spin like a top, letting a multitude of experimental parameters influence his decisions to ensure neither of them would have any problems.
I'm tired.
Luther told William this, and William hurriedly and attentively used fifth-dimensional magic to help him relieve his fatigue.
William could not replace Luther's work.
While fifth-dimensional magic is very useful, fifth-dimensional divine power relies on imagination, and humans cannot imagine things they have never heard of or know anything about.
William is now facing this situation. He can only understand that Luthor built a tower, but how exactly was it built? What is its internal structure? And why were those scientific devices able to absorb Darkseid from the two Green Lanterns?
He was completely clueless. If he were to use fifth-dimensional magic to construct it, he would only end up with an old, crooked-necked building that would only be able to survive with the help of magical power.
"Darkseid had a good setup on the two Green Lanterns, but he was outmaneuvered by our plan."
Luther said, "Note that in 20 minutes we will be able to pull Darkseid's main consciousness over, and Darkseid's clones on the other side, both physical and spiritual, will be completely exhausted."
He shouted, "Darkseid will definitely retaliate after he arrives, and then he will harm us. Your job is to stop him, understand? Use this building, which was built specifically for Darkseid, to trap Darkseid and prevent him from participating in the upcoming war."
"Understood." William Hand nodded. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face the next second.
It was a kind of... how to put it, like an expression that suddenly froze.
Lex Luthor didn't notice at first, as he was busy manipulating the entire tower, but he finally realized what was happening half a second later.
"What's wrong?" he asked, turning around.
Then he saw William Hand's face contort into a mixture of wanting to cry and wanting to laugh.
"Superman Supreme," he said. "Superman Supreme has come knocking on our door."
Luther was taken aback.
Then, in the next second, his expression changed drastically, just like William Hand's.
The two of them jumped up like cats with springs in their feet. Luther pounced on the control panel, frantically operating it while broadcasting to everyone, "Attention! Superman Supreme has appeared! Superman Supreme...!"
There was no sign of Superman the Primal on the monitor next to him yet, but Luther knew William wouldn't joke about something like this.
And indeed, the terrifying face of Superman the Youngster appeared on the monitor in an instant, but that was also the last image the monitor saw. As the monitor exploded, Luther suddenly sounded the alarm.
He knew this was not a problem he could solve on his own, so he hurriedly contacted Batman Dragon while simultaneously starting to implement his backup plan.
He wanted to transfer the main key figures and the core part of the tower that suppressed Darkseid from this space-time, to escape far away, to a place that Superman Supreme could not even touch.
But Luther needs time before that.
Then, while maneuvering the tower, he turned his gaze toward William Hand.
William wasn't stupid; he knew exactly what Luther meant.
but……
"I'll beat Superman the Ultimate, really?"
"Most of us here would be beaten to death by Superman the Supreme after we meet him, but you are different. You possess the power of the fifth dimension, and you are also a dead man. A dead man cannot be killed a second time."
Luther spoke quickly, rapidly analyzing the situation for William Hand.
"You possess fifth-dimensional divine power, which allows you to temporarily suppress the opponent; only you can do that."
"You can create illusions for him, but don't confront him directly; a direct confrontation would be suicide. You need to figure out what Superman Supreme wants to do—"
At first, Luther could speak calmly, but as one surveillance camera after another was destroyed by Superman Supreme, he could no longer maintain that seemingly rational and composed voice.
He was almost screaming: "Stop talking nonsense! Get out there and stop him, or we're all doomed! I don't know how Superman the Young Master found this place, Batman didn't anticipate this!!!!"
Superman the Supreme is a killer, and Luthor knows he won't hold back when he starts killing everyone here.
With a loud, muffled boom, William knew he could no longer escape.
He flew out of the spire like a comet, and then was immediately grabbed by the neck by Superman Supreme:
"It's you!"
Superman the Younger roared, "Damn it, get Batman to see me!"
William Hand glanced down and knew that Luther was desperately activating the backup plan, teleporting the entire tower and the rest of the Alliance away. He had to buy everyone time.
A bead of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
He knew he had to take on Superman Supreme head-on.
So he snapped his own neck, and in the posture of a dead man, he temporarily broke free from the Supreme Superman's restraints before he could react. Then he opened his palms towards the Supreme Superman.
Fifth-dimensional divine power brewed in his hands. Although he wasn't very familiar with fifth-dimensional magic, he had no choice but to try anything. He planned to create something to bind the Supreme Superman. Let me think…
A circus rope? A bouncing clown? Or a joyful carousel?
It doesn't matter; he can even use fifth-dimensional divine power to distort the Supreme Superman himself...
William quickly came up with a plan in his mind.
The power of the fifth dimension is just a facade; in secret, he can still use the black light energy to corrupt the Supreme Superman.
Although Superman Supreme has never died like Parallax Morhal, so he can be pulled into the realm of death, it's a last resort.
Even Superman, who has only ever failed and never died, would never be able to escape unscathed when corrupted by these two forces.
As long as enough time is spent...
He can...
boom!!!
For a moment, William almost thought the entire universe was about to explode.
All the mess he created was utterly insignificant compared to Superman the Supreme.
The black light couldn't even touch the body of the Supreme Superman.
"Fifth-dimensional divine power? What a joke."
His neck was gripped by the terrifying demon once more: "I've even captured troublemakers alive. Do you think you can stop me with this laughable power?"
The next second, William immediately and decisively knelt down.
"Please...please don't do it!!!"
(End of this chapter)