r18novel Chapter 631 The Black Death Emperor's Obsessive Entanglement with William Hand, The World
Chapter 631 The Black Death Emperor's Obsessive Entanglement with William Hand, The World
Chapter 631 The Black Death Emperor's Obsessive Entanglement with William Hand, The World Forger's Move
Barbatos, of course, could not follow the other party's rhythm; he would not be represented, nor could the Black Death Emperor.
The matter at hand was essentially irrelevant to him and could not possibly help Barbatos's plans. Therefore, he did not need to get entangled with the Black Death Emperor; he only needed to demonstrate his stance through his actions.
But as Barbatos grabbed the Laughing Bat and prepared to leave, he saw a wisp of black light energy materialize into a barrier in front of him, blocking his way.
It's astonishing that Barbatos never knew that the energy of the black light could also manifest in a concrete way, just like the green light or other colored lights.
In the past, the Black Death Emperor would only use this black light to revive corpses, at most liquefying them into liquid to contaminate others.
But today, the Lord of Death displayed the same methods as an ordinary Lantern Spirit in front of Barbatos.
Just as surprised as Barbatos was the Black Death Emperor himself.
To be honest, the Black Death Emperor never imagined his art style would become so...like the Lantern, but he gladly accepted it. Although he was an old-fashioned man, he wasn't inflexible. He knew that he was now possessing the Black Death, William Hand, and their relationship wasn't simply that of controller and controlled, but rather a fusion.
He will inevitably be influenced by William and change his ways of doing things, but that's not important. The point is that this body will act according to the Black Death Emperor's wishes.
As long as the goal is achieved, the process doesn't matter. Even if William Hand's influence was excessive, the Black Death Emperor always did things in a straightforward and forceful manner. What difference does it make how much willpower William Hand has?
Can we break free from its control?
The Black Death Emperor used his power to oppress others. William Hand, a mere mortal, had no power to resist. If the other party had the ability to resist, the Black Death Emperor would gladly accept it as long as it brought death, just as he had when he entered the Land of Death and controlled himself to kill Hal Jordan, the first Lantern.
Simply put, if the Black Death Emperor is in control, then he will definitely create death; if someone can control the Black Death Emperor, then they must also create death, because creating death is the Black Death Emperor's nature; if they are unwilling to create it, then they cannot control the Black Death Emperor; regardless of whether the Black Death Emperor is controlled or not, death will definitely be created, and that is a situation that the Black Death Emperor can accept.
To be honest, the Black Death Emperor knows that what he is doing now may be a little crazy, but it is his nature that is at play, and it is not something he can control.
He had a vague feeling that things weren't entirely under his control, but rather influenced by William Hand, whom he controlled. But the Black Death Emperor didn't care. Nothing could truly harm him, and his understanding of things differed from that of normal beings.
Although William Hand wasn't present, the Black Death Emperor simply let his subconscious mind guide his actions.
Like a girl in love who knows perfectly well what will happen after she's taken into the woods, yet lets her lover hold her hand, because he's connected to William Hand... He knows the other's actions are only meant to bring more death... Good boy.
This made him crave it, this made him happy.
"The Bat Who Laughs promised me many things."
The Black Death Emperor heard himself say, "He promised me the death of Batman Dragon, and the annihilation of all life in several universes."
The Laughing Bat, who was being held by Barbatos, wanted to curse. When did he ever promise to run into several universes?
The Bat Who Laughs never considers whether he can fulfill his promises.
He had originally planned to turn on Black Death Emperor after the matter was over, since there would be no more cooperation like this in the future.
Kuangxiao knew he was making empty promises, but even he had never promised to give away several universes. Black Death Emperor was simply asking for an exorbitant amount.
Barbatos's gaze darkened. This was a provocation, not just a matter of the Bat of Laughter. No one could provoke Barbatos and remain unscathed.
The dragon intended to teach the Black Death Emperor a lesson—not by attacking his true form in the world of the dead, but merely by dispelling the avatar before him.
Barbatos was about to do it; he had almost raised his claws.
As he moved, a massive rift suddenly opened at the edge of the universe, from which dark matter energy flowed out like a tidal wave. Behind the rift, the World Forge lit up with its last flame, illuminating Barbatos's dark purple eyes and tattered bat wings in the darkness.
Barbatos, whose original form was not much larger than the Bat of Laughter, suddenly swelled up and became larger, ready to attack.
This is both a show of intimidation and a need to consolidate power.
The Black Death Emperor's skeletal face showed no fear, and another crack also tore open in the void of this universe, allowing people to barely catch a glimpse of the whole picture.
The wails of the dead echoed like a ballad from behind the crevice, from which thick black mist surged forth. If not for the physical body of William Hand, the Black Death, the Black Emperor could never have channeled such immense power into the material universe, but now he could, and this was one of his sources of confidence.
Nevertheless, in the current material universe, openly confronting Barbatos is definitely not a rational decision, but the Black Death Emperor still did it.
This was not only due to the nature of the Lord of Death, but also because of his trust in William Hand, the other half of his subconscious.
No one had ever given him this feeling before; he felt he could gain more death, and he only intended to trust the other person this once.
If the anticipated "more deaths" don't materialize, then next time, there won't be such trust, and that's fair.
For the Black Death Emperor, there is always a next time, so wasting an opportunity in reality doesn't seem like such an unacceptable thing.
Just as tensions were rising, Brainiac, who had been standing by as if he were invisible, suddenly raised his hand.
"That's enough," he said, but neither Barbatos nor the Black Death Emperor took Brainiac's warning seriously.
Who the hell are you, Brainiac? Who knows you? Do you even have the right to speak here?
The Black Death Emperor could be considered to be on the same level as Barbatos. Even if Brainiac is greatly enhanced, he is still just an ordinary villain in the material universe.
Neither the Black Death nor Barbatos initially took Brainiac seriously.
Brainiac's pink eyes flickered twice, but he ultimately did not make any rash moves. He silently retreated, not intending to participate in the battle, nor to continue interfering.
Beyond the Time Stream, the World Forgers were also silently observing all of this.
"That won't do."
The world's builders were quietly contemplating.
To be honest, he didn't really want to unleash such power in front of Barbatos, but circumstances didn't allow him to avoid any risks. So, after a soft sigh, the lips beneath the World Forger's blue face began to move slightly.
He orchestrated Brainiac's awakening. Throughout Brainiac's rise to power, miracles abound, but what the other side perceives as "miracles" are merely the result of the World Forger's influence behind the scenes.
At this moment, with the imminent temporary and formal death of the World Founder, the stage he orchestrated was about to begin. At this critical juncture, it was impossible for him to accept Brainiac's use of a conservative strategy.
The more aggressive the opponent is, the better. The more powerful individuals they can attract, the more they die, and the greater the damage to the Time Flow.
Brainiac mistakenly believed that he was merely recycling "waste" that was destined to be destroyed. He thought that since those universes were destroyed in the hypertime flow, he could use them to strengthen himself without any risks, and even attempted to extract power from them to become a six-dimensional god like the Anti-Monitor and the Monitor.
But power cannot be obtained out of thin air; the energy extracted from these universes originally belonged to the trans-temporal flow.
The Antimonitor's failure in the Crisis on Infinite Earths caused the immense power he had gained from devouring the positive matter universe to dissipate and be returned to the entire multiverse. His own antimatter energy was shared by Super-Prime and Parallax Morhal.
Every destroyed universe returns to the World Forge as energy, only to be reshaped into a new universe by the World Forgers. This process is a cyclical reuse, but if Brainiac were to abduct this energy out of thin air, it would inevitably weaken the Hypertime Flow, much like drawing blood from a critically ill patient.
As a parasite, I grow stronger by sucking the blood of the multiverse, but what's the point of sucking so much blood if the multiverse is destroyed?
This is completely like drinking poison to quench thirst.
But the World Forger's goal is to kill this patient; he doesn't care about Brainiac or the future of the multiverse.
Then, Brainiac heard the whisper in his ear, shook his head slightly, and changed his mind.
He raised his hand, drawing the attention of Barbatos and the Black Death.
A ball of pure antimatter energy swirled and danced in his palm. This powerful force, once possessed by the Antimonitor, caused both the Black Death Emperor and Barbatos to cease their actions.
Barbatos remained silent. The next second, an invisible force condensed in the air, and a tiny avatar of the Anti-Monitor Dragon appeared under Barbatos's control.
"Anti-surveillance agents, is this the power you once possessed?"
Barbatos asked.
"No, my power! Mine! Mine! This is mine, you damned lot..."
The anti-monitor dragon was kicked back after snapping his fingers halfway through his rant.
Barbatos touched his chin.
"How did you do that? I mean, there's no way you could have extracted all that."
Brainiac couldn't, but the World Forger could. Only a sixth-dimensional god could wield the power of another sixth-dimensional god.
The World Forger can extract his brother's power from those destroyed worlds, but that doesn't mean that Barbatos, who has taken over his position, can do the same.
It was just a domestic dog after all.
The world's foundry knew Barbatos had become suspicious, but he could dispel it.
In his whisper, Brainiac extracted a wisp of antimatter energy from a mass of post-cosmic energy in front of Barbatos.
Barbatos immediately became friendly, and his gaze towards Brainiac changed from that of an ant to that of an excellent cook. Barbatos almost drooled with envy.
The dragon's greed was so undisguised, even bordering on lewd, that it rubbed its massive claws together and then said:
"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation do you want?"
"More worlds," Brainiac said. "Through the destruction of these worlds, the Black Death Emperor—"
Brainiac bowed slightly to the Black Death Emperor with his hideous face: "You will receive the death of all life in this world. They will be reduced to ashes and vanish into nothingness, while their souls will travel to your realm."
Then he turned to Barbatos.
"And you, Barbatos, will share with me the power of the sixth-dimensional gods extracted after the destruction of the world. As long as you are willing to help me find more universes, I am willing to share the spoils of victory with you equally. Not only the Anti-Monitors, but also the Monitors."
As Brainiac said this, he believed that every word he said came from the bottom of his heart.
But in a hidden corner of the trans-time flow, the tone and manner of the World Maker gradually overlapped with Brainiac's, and the meaning of each sentence became more and more similar, eventually even resonating at the same frequency.
Barbatos scoffed; he wouldn't share the power equally with Brainiac—he wanted it all. He knew Brainiac probably thought the same, but until the final results were in, they could maintain a facade of harmony.
They can cooperate while cooking, but once the meal is finished, it's a race to see who can eat it.
"And how about we use this world as a down payment for this alliance?" Barbatos said.
Despite thinking this, Barbatos still interrupted the other person. For some reason, he had a chilling feeling, as if he were facing his former master, the World Builder.
He was eager to regain control of the conversation. He felt strangely excited, a mixture of greed and fear creating a thrill.
But clearly, greed ultimately prevailed.
"Alright, but besides obtaining this world, I have one more request," World Forger and Brainiac said together.
"I need the full power of the Bat Mite, and the death of Batman Dragon."
Brainiac turned to the Black Death Emperor: "And this alliance will be led by the Black Death Emperor. Deal?"
Barbatos watched him quietly for a while.
"make a deal."
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The upstream of the super-time stream.
The Emperor Clown lay on the ground like a dead dog.
But a pleased smile appeared on his lips.
(End of this chapter)