pertwk Chapter 1108 The God Who Controls the DC Multiverse, Chen Tao
Chapter 1108 The God Who Controls the DC Multiverse, Chen Tao
Chapter 1108 The God Who Controls the DC Multiverse, Chen Tao
Chen Tao really wanted to laugh.
He was overjoyed.
He has now taken over the body of the Batman Who Laughs, and his appearance has transformed into a black shadow. He has a pair of black...
Bat-like sharp horns, spread out behind it like a frozen shadow, like tattered bat wings.
"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"
Power, immense power!
But not enough.
Chen Tao suddenly realized that with this power alone, it seemed he was still lacking something if he wanted to defeat Dr. Manhattan. He needed more power, and the plans that Lex Luthor had prepared for harvesting crisis energy in the history and reality of the DC multiverse seemed to be usable.
It also has the energy to fight crises.
Didn't he save some people in the reality of the DC multiverse's timeline before? That's good, and it can continue. He needs to create more crises, let the people in those crises suffer, and then save them himself.
He will simultaneously play the roles of arsonist and firefighter, after which the DC multiverse will become a perpetual motion machine, continuously generating crisis energy and anti-crisis energy for him. This is precisely what Perpetual Pepetua intended for the DC multiverse when he created it.
The most fundamental code etched in the multiverse: a true war machine.
After acquiring a large amount of crisis energy and anti-crisis energy, he can not only strengthen himself, but also transform some of the creatures in the main universe into Prometheusian giants. He can then use these two types of energy to strengthen these giants, so that he can fully accept everything that Perpetua has prepared for him and obtain an army that can participate in the battle of the transcendents.
After killing Dr. Manhattan and absorbing all of his energy, Chen Tao could also use the DC multiverse as a trap to ambush the Origin Hands who were trying to restore order.
The Origin Hands, being of the same race as Perpetua, originally wanted to destroy the pathetic creatures Perpetua had created. However, they saw that the DC Multiverse was not entirely filled with Perpetua's unconscious soldiers as they had imagined. They saw the possibility that the DC Multiverse could break free from Perpetua's influence through self-evolution, thus leaving an opportunity for the DC Multiverse.
Chen Tao can utilize these ways of thinking.
After absorbing Doctor Manhattan, his power will exceed the expectations of the Origin Hands. Coupled with the geographical advantage of the DC multiverse, he only needs a small scheme to lure and kill one of the Origin Hands, and then the snowball will start rolling.
He will not only become the god who controls the DC multiverse, but also the most terrifying, the most terrifying nightmare in the omnipotent universe.
It's like a cruel joke, mocking the absurdity of the Creators.
Luther was not happy.
Because from the moment he was standing there until now, the gorilla Grud next to him has been singing.
"We shouldn't run away, we shouldn't run away, we should save this DC multiverse, yay! ♫"
"Grud, use your telekinesis to blow up the heads of those guys behind you! They're too close!"
Luther gave the order, and they stole a car and sped through the city streets, with hordes of zombies trailing behind them.
The superpowers of these zombies interfered with each other, which created some opportunities for Luther and his group.
"I am Batman Dragon, I am Batman Dragon, you are all part of my plan!♪ I'm in my subconscious, I'm in my subconscious, I can't even say a word right now!♫"
The gorilla Grodd was still performing "Gorilla Hip Hop." As he sang, the heads of the zombies that approached their car exploded like fireworks, creating a rhythmic effect. The whole scene was like a stage play like "The Sound of Music," with the sound of the zombie heads exploding serving as the drumbeats.
After listening to his songs for so long, even the most foolish person like Luther would know that something was wrong with the other party's situation.
"What exactly do you want me to do?"
He shouted loudly, then jerked the steering wheel. Black Manta, in perfect coordination, used its helmet to find the right angle and fired a thick red laser from its fly-like "Black Manta big eyes," cleanly melting the head of a giant zombie blocking its path like hot butter.
"Yay!" said the gorilla Grodd.
Then he stopped singing in that strange style and turned to Luther, asking, "What did you just say?"
"I'm talking about the songs you sing—"
"Oh, those were just some tunes I made up, it's just a song. Don't worry about it."
"...
""
"Fine, just pretend I didn't ask you a question. Now start singing again," Luther said.
He was talking while driving, and with a sharp turn he dodged the oncoming horde of zombies, accidentally flinging the upper body of a super-powered zombie off the hood—the lower body remained on the hood. This zombie's superpowers were similar to those of a rubber man.
"The World's Crucible, in that World's Crucible, Luther, who created the Miracle Machine, my dearest friend."
"Stop singing! Those zombies are coming!"
Luther wanted to listen more carefully to what the gorilla Grud was singing, but in their current state, they had no chance to ask in detail. The number of zombies was increasing, and they had been caught in an endless hunt ever since they came into this world.
"Black manta ray!"
Grodd was out of luck; he was in a very strange state, slow to react to Luthor's commands. When it came to precise execution, Black Manta was the better choice. But Luthor quickly received Black Manta's reply: "Wait—my helmet's running low on power."
"Damn it!"
Luther took a deep breath.
He stepped on the brakes.
Because at the end of the road, a large horde of zombies slowly surrounded them. With pursuers behind and an ambush ahead, Luther slowly said, "Gruud, I need your telekinetic assistance. Black Manta, use your javelin to hit the spire of that building at 8:00 behind us, taking the three of us with you—"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw two giant, winged zombies fly out from behind the spire he had originally planned to escape from in his rearview mirror, completely blocking their escape route.
Luther was speechless for a moment.
At this moment, he exclaimed, "I really regret adding so many genes and making so many fancy designs when I created these zombies."
It's a bit too late.
Black Manta pushed open the car door and was the first to get out.
He shook his arms and then slowly drew the two swords from his back.
As the sun sets and dusk falls, the setting sun glows like blood.
The sharp blade reflected a gleam.
A knife can dull, and a person can become exhausted; the black manta ray knows this.
He heard Luther saying something to him, but he didn't really want to run anymore.
His heart was now filled with raging anger, as if his life was forever consumed by hatred.
He was exhausted, but he didn't want to think; he just wanted to fight.
That's it.
"I have a plan, Gerud."
"Enter the world's crucible, create the miracle machine, the tenth metal, the tenth metal —♪"
"Shut up, Gerud, stop singing. If we don't control it properly, we're going to die right now."
Luther was frantic, beads of sweat forming on his forehead: "Give me some time, and I should be able to synthesize a solution from a zombie corpse that will allow us to fool the other zombies—"
Boom!
Luther took a deep breath, turned his head, and saw a gigantic zombie, over nine meters tall, stomping on and killing countless ordinary zombies, appearing at the street corner.
"It's too late—"
Luther pulled a pistol from the car seat.
"Black Manta, you don't want to die here, let's fight our way out."
"Enter the Star Labs, traverse outer space, arrive at the World Forge, the way to enter the World Forge is to find Barbatos! Find the Justice League! Find the Main Universe Bat! Oh yeah! ♪"
The gorilla Grodd is still singing.
"That's enough, we're doomed," Luther said. "No matter what we're going to do, there's no time left."
""
He saw the first zombie's nose twitch twice in the air, and it made a gurgling sound from its throat.
He raised his gun.
In fact, the moment he arrived on this planet, he tried to use his biological privileges to contact the armor he had left behind in the parallel universe of this world, but it would take time for those mechanical armors to fly over.
Now that we're stuck here, all we can do is fight for our lives.
Could we possibly rely on the gorilla Groud?
This gorilla can only sing now, and soon he'll probably be singing again—
But Luther did not hear the gorilla Grodd's voice.
He turned his head and saw the gorilla Grodd looking at him with an expression completely different from his normal state.
"You should remember the songs I sang by now."
Luther heard the gorilla Grodd say.
"you----"
"Don't forget," said the gorilla Grodd.
"roar!!!!"
A massive horde of zombies roared deafeningly. Countless zombies, breaking free from the brief pause caused by the loss of scent, surged towards Luther and his group in a dense, overwhelming display. Black Manta brandished his knife, Luther raised his gun, and most terrifying of all was the eight- or nine-meter-long giant zombie, which, amidst the violent tremors—
Then immediately afterward—
The gorilla Grud turned his head and glared at the super-powered zombies. In an instant, countless green vines sprouted from their bodies. The giant zombie, still in its forward-charging posture, was then covered with countless trees. It collapsed to its knees with a thud, its body still propelled forward by inertia, knocking away countless other zombies before finally collapsing at the feet of the gorilla Grud.
In an instant, all the superpowered zombies transformed into maple trees, and as the sun set, a magnificent sea of red maple leaves appeared.
—The crimson hue, irrigated by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, is so breathtaking.
"The green of all things—" Luther murmured. He and Black Manta laid down their weapons; there were no more enemies.
"Remember what I said," said Groud the gorilla. "Remember what I said—"
Before the gorilla Grud could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground and passed out.
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