What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 542 Batman is dead (not the end of the scattered flowers!!!)

"Look...why are you doing this?"

You are thinking silently, even though the word "thinking" sounds a little ridiculous to you now.

You are not like Superman, a Kryptonian boy born with extraordinary powers, who was educated by an Earth parent to become a moral role model for mankind.

What you're saying is that Superman has every qualification and reason to be a superhero, okay?
What a sparkling and legendary life!

Well, you don't know why you think of this at this moment, maybe Barbatos's dark energy has some effect on your mind. But no matter what, you still can't control your brain and think divergently.

You don't look like Wonder Woman. A demigod Amazon warrior who has been taught to punish evil since childhood, she is almost the perfect embodiment of female power, heroic, beautiful and powerful.

You’re not like Shazam, recognized by a dying old wizard as the heir to his great power. You’re not like the Flash, destined to be the one to create the Speed ​​Force. You’re not like Green Lantern, or Martian Manhunter, or Aquaman.

There is always something in their past lives that can support them to become heroes, and they can always draw strength from it.

All the training Diana had received was enough to make him a hero.

Clark's parents taught him love.

Oh, of course.

You don’t look like...

batman.

You have nothing in common except that you are both orphans like Batman.

You don't have a past as etched in stone as Batman does.

Your past is bland and empty.

You have never had any unforgettable past, you just simply studied and then worked in the industry, you did well in the industry, you achieved a lot, but these skills you know have nothing to do with becoming a superhero.

Batman's past shapes Batman, Bane's past shapes Bane - but what about you?

Your past doesn't seem to have done anything to reshape you.

You don’t have much intense love or intense hate. You are just muddle-headed, busy like a hurried ant, day after day, doing a job that you neither like nor hate.

You do your best to do your job, and you do it well, but you don't know why you do it.

Sometimes you feel like you shouldn't be here, but you don't know where to go.

So you think:

I'll be fine when I retire.

But you know that from childhood to adulthood you have always comforted yourself with sentences like "Wait until I xxx, everything will be fine!"

Oh, yes, you are very good at comforting yourself.

Because no one ever comforts you. Everyone seems to be busy.

Chen Tao suddenly felt a little confused. He wanted to get away from this chaotic situation. This was not his responsibility, and it was not his business.

Chen Tao suddenly felt a sharp pain, followed by a bone-chilling chill, like the chill you feel when a doctor draws your blood with a syringe, magnified hundreds of millions of times.

I... I am Batman, my name is Chen Tao.

My plan worked. Some of Barbatos' power was extracted, and part of its power was used to drive the entire universe.

This gave me a chance to breathe.

Chen Tao lowered his head and saw that he had turned into a huge monster out of control.

He still generally retains the image of a Western dragon, but his head has been covered with the Anti-Monitor's most classic blue bullet head.

The power of Barbatos was seeping into the body, trying to dye him like the members of the Dark Knights, but now the speed of this was slowed down, just like the time when the Batman Who Laughs fought against the Joker virus before being completely transformed.

Chen Tao didn't know how long he could stay awake. Maybe in a few hours, or in the next second, he would be like the Laughing Bat, completely transformed by such a small action as pouring himself a glass of water, and completely give up everything he had fought for. But the only thing he knew was that through his previous preparations, this process could be stretched out until he had time to finish something.

The Anti-Monitor watched as his eyes changed from confusion to determination, and then to complete madness.

When the Anti-Monitor was stared at by those red, cannibalistic eyes, he already knew what he was going to experience.

Batman's plans come one after another, as Batman's plans always do. The Anti-Monitor has had enough.

In his long life, he had never seen an opponent as annoying as the Batman in front of him. Not strong, not scary, just annoying.

But it was none of his business, he had completed the deal with Barbatos, and now he could...

Then he found himself reconnected to Barbatos.

"Barbatos."

He called out Barbatos' name, and even though he only said a name, he knew the Anti-Monitor's questions and doubts without needing to speak them out loud.

The deal between us is over, what else do you want to do?
"Batman used some method to divert my power, so I couldn't infect him quickly."

"I can see that without you telling me," the Anti-Monitor said. "But now that Batman has swallowed the heart, it's only a matter of time before he becomes your man. And I've already taken control of my puppet, so our deal is done. I'm leaving now. You don't want to stop me, do you?"

"No, I need you to destroy the propulsion system that Batman left behind in the universe you are standing in now." Barbatos said, "I made extra contributions to this deal, so I deserve to be compensated."

"Your extra efforts are only necessary due to objective factors."

"If you don't want to fight against the Black Death Emperor."

"..."

"Can't you just stop supplying Batman with energy?"

"That energy didn't come from me directly, but from the heart that Batman swallowed. When I made this heart, I was going to transform it into the [Dragon of Barbatos] all at once."

Barbatos said.

If transforming Batman is a project, Barbatos paid all the dark energy like money into the account of the "Anti-Monitor's Heart" before the project started.

The purpose is to provide enough dark energy "funds" to support the bat transformation project once it starts, so as to complete it in an instant.

Who would have thought that Batman took the "money" but did not do the bat transformation project, but instead spent it directly on promoting the universe, thus slowing down what should have happened.

For Barbatos, the "money" has been paid out, so he naturally cannot remotely control the "flow of funds".

But that doesn't mean he can't let the Anti-Monitor destroy Batman's "Universe Project," forcing him to use the "funds" back.

"……All right."

So finally the Anti-Monitor said, "I'll destroy those thrust towers."

He warned: "This is our last exchange..."

Rumble, rumble, rumble!
But a deafening noise interrupted their conversation.

"What happened?" Barbatos asked directly.

"What the hell."

The Anti-Monitor said.

Barbatos also discovered what was happening.

From the perspective of the macroscopic dark multiverse that cannot be described in words, the four propulsion towers that Barbatos originally thought were only used to distribute the energy he input began to vibrate, driving the entire universe to move reluctantly like a car with a severely underpowered engine.

But Nite Owl, Barbatos, and the Anti-Monitor all got one thing wrong:

From the very beginning, Chen Tao didn't think he could drive the entire universe forward with just four propulsion towers.

He replaced most of the main propulsion tower systems into his own universe, and then used them as a power source, allowing Lex Luthor to drive his own universe like a car.

As for the remaining four, no matter how big they are or how much energy they provide, they cannot drive the entire universe forward in an orderly and slow manner like a complete propulsion tower system, but they can still do one thing: lift the universe up.

Let's imagine.

In front of you... there is a heavy hammer called the universe.

You couldn't lift him originally, no matter what you did, even if you injected a potion called "Barbatos Dark Energy". But unless you completely absorbed the potion and turned yourself into another person, the injection of the potion would only increase your strength a little bit, which would still not be enough to lift him.

But if at this moment, four holes at the bottom of the hammer suddenly began to spit fire, creating an invisible upward lifting force...

Are you able to follow this kind of lifting power, reluctantly, laboriously, and forcefully, at a certain price...

Lift that mighty hammer high up!
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
In the depths of the universe, the world seemed to be endowed with will. Invisible movements were weaving, and the huge mass was shaking the edge of time and space.

The heavy hammer transformed by the universe has condensed the starlight and dark matter over billions of years, and the twinkling of every star resonates with it.

Gotham City, Metropolis, various alien planets...

In the Night Owl's universe, every intelligent creature was horrified by this change. They screamed, they cried, they were afraid, they were at a loss.

Their lives, achievements, history, future, all of these are as insignificant as the dust in the universe in this huge and macro roar.

Amid the reverberating gravitational waves, the Anti-Monitor said:
"Barbatos, Batman won't stop."

The Dark Multiverse Dragon had a gloomy face and curled up his claws, like a mountain lion seeing a porcupine.

"He only has this chance now. It's not about whether I let him go, but whether he lets me go." The Anti-Monitor said: "I'm afraid I have to admit that offense and defense have changed. Our confrontation is irreconcilable. Batman is well aware of this."

"Even if I left just now, it is still possible that I would harm him because of the deal with you. Batman is now like a person bitten by a poisonous snake. Instead of waiting for the poison to take effect and die, it is better to fight to the death."

"As long as he can destroy this puppet body of mine that is under my control with one hammer, he will be able to regain the room for mediation. And solve all the dangers I bring once and for all..."

The Anti-Monitor said: "And this action, whether it succeeds or fails, will lead to his immediate death..."

"It's a heroic decision. Not everyone is willing to die bravely when there seems to be a chance of survival. So, Barbatos."

The Anti-Monitor said to Barbatos: "First, I ask you to find a way to limit his ability to swing the cosmic hammer outside the universe. Second, I ask you to do your best to strengthen the puppet under my control so that I can project more power from upstream. I need this puppet to be strong enough to withstand the hammer of a universe as a hammer."

"Third, his hammer hasn't started swinging yet, and the power is still not enough. I will take this opportunity to find a way to destroy his propulsion tower." The Anti-Monitor said:
"We are now invincible. No matter what choice we make, we will not lose. If I destroy him, then Batman will have no way to share your energy and will be controlled by you immediately."

"And if the destruction fails, it doesn't matter, just run away." The Anti-Monitor said: "Batman has not restricted my ability at all. As long as time is long enough, he will be corrupted by you sooner or later after absorbing your energy, right? There is no need to rush."

"All plans, whatever," the Anti-Monitor concluded. "This is an attempt."

He left a shadow demon clone there as an illusion. He didn't ask how long he could deceive Batman, but just wanted to delay him temporarily.

The Justice League was unable to hold him back for even a second, proving once again that he had not been using his full strength in the previous confrontations.

The Anti-Monitor searched quickly in the universe, and soon he confirmed the locations of the four propulsion towers. Soon he would be able to... As he thought about this, he was wondering whether Barbatos could provide him with help as agreed, and was about to take action.

But the rumbling suddenly stopped.

The twists and turns of events were somewhat surprising even for the Anti-Monitor's experience.

"What happened? Barbatos?"

the Anti-Monitor asked.

"I don't know how to put it. This is most likely a conspiracy of the Batman of this universe. But no matter how you look at it..."

The Anti-Monitor stopped moving in front of the propulsion tower. He opened the portal, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and soon appeared in front of Batman.

Batman just floated quietly in the universe, like a real corpse.

The Anti-Monitor withstood the attacks of the Justice League and got in front of Batman.

"he died."

"what?"

"I mean he's dead."

"What do you mean? Speak clearly Anti-Monitor."

"Batman never thought about how difficult it would be for a living being to be the power source that carries the entire universe."

"It's like a circuit can't pass more current than it can handle, once it does that."

“It would burn the wires.”

"So, Batman is dead..."

"Died from a small fate in the dark multiverse that didn't work out for me. I once wove these destinies, and they worked when I least expected it."

Barbatos said: "Quick, capture the body. It doesn't matter if it has been dead for a while. It has already accepted my power. I think I can transform it into..."

……

……

……

Endless power filled Chen Tao's body. He felt unprecedented pain and unprecedented strength.

He knew that what he was doing was dangerous, and he was well aware that he would be facing death.

But he never doubted that he would fail.

He felt himself able to swing the hammer, and bring it down upon the Anti-Monitor, and then...

Then Chen Tao heard a familiar sound, although he had never heard it before.

The sound was like the wind blowing through the pages of a huge book.

He sat up suddenly and found himself in a jungle full of birdsong and flowers. He stood up in astonishment.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"

He didn't know how he got here. He staggered to his feet, and all his superpowers seemed to disappear suddenly.

He walked around in confusion, then turned around the boulder—

"Oh!"

Under the warm sunshine, Chen Tao saw a young girl holding a black umbrella, sitting among the flowers with a beautiful smile.

Between her arms she held a bouquet of withered flowers.

"Feel sorry."

Chen Tao heard her say this in a playful tone.

"You scared me for a moment."

Chen Tao stared at her face.

Under the Gothic makeup, there was a small black hook mark under the girl's right eye.

It looks like the effect of makeup.

Chen Tao realized who he had met.

He felt a little shaky.

——Because he saw death.

In the most unexpected and unpredictable way.

(End of this chapter)