What bad intentions could Batman have?

The black of decay.

Like the red of all living things, the black of decay is also a specific place. The stench of decay is everywhere here. The limbs of various insects are as huge as mountains, forming bridges. Rotten meat grows on the ground like weeds. Flies, maggots and other scavengers replace birds and beasts.

Anton Arcane sat high on his throne. His hideous face, which looked like a skinned frog, showed a thoughtful expression like a philosopher at this moment.

He grinded his teeth that were interlaced like dog teeth and raised one of his hands. He saw that on his smallest thumb, a small knuckle was missing, as if it was corroded alive by being inserted into some strong corrosive substance like sulfuric acid.

Then, a weak, old voice came to Arcane's ears: "This is... someone took away part of your power? Who can do it? Bane?"

Another voice rejected the previous one: "No, that... that is much more powerful and evil than Bane."

"It's the Black Death Emperor." Anton Arcane said.

It's hard to tell whether his tone is envy or hatred, but it can be regarded as disgust.

He turned his head, as if talking to something invisible:

"Yes, as you can see, I did fail. You can sit there and laugh at what I, a pioneer, did. But anyway-"

"The Black Death Emperor once again confirmed my opinion, you old guys of the Decayed Council."

The Decayed Council of the Decayed Black, like the Totem Council of the Red of All Living Things and the Tree Council of the Green of All Things, are creatures that once mastered the power of death. When they died, their souls returned to the Decayed Black and became the guardians of death.

They should have been committed to maintaining the balance of the three major natural magic forces, just as the Totem Council did. But at this time, Anton Arcane had already seized most of the power of the Black of Decay, and the Corrupted Parliament had not yet perished... but it was only temporary.

"Too powerful death will break the balance of the three natural forces. Without life, how can there be death? Turning the Earth into a planet full of death will only cause the Black of Decay itself to gradually die, and finally..."

"Shut up, idiot. You corrupt old thing."

Arkan's voice roared low, and then there was a sound of beasts chewing in the darkness. The member of the Corrupted Parliament who had previously refuted Arkan screamed and soon fell silent.

"Do you really think that the Black of Decay is unique to the Earth?"

Anton Arcane stood up from his throne.

"The red of all living things and the green of all things on Earth are destroyed, but so what? Earth is just the most insignificant one among millions of stars. There are still many planets with life and living things to conquer. Even if the entire universe falls into silence, so what?" He said halfway, and then stopped: "You don't understand what I'm saying, right?" He sat back on his throne, and then used his little finger with a missing finger to knock on the armrest of the seat again and again. The appearance of the Black Death Emperor appeared in his mind again, although he fled too fast and didn't even get a glimpse of the whole leopard. But this did not prevent the flame in his heart from gushing and burning. A kind of "replacement" ambition ignited his soul and illuminated his way forward. "Do you know... "Arkan's words were full of emotions that those corrupt parliament members could not understand. But he didn't need those people to understand. He sat there, and he actually looked a little pious. "Do you know. ”

He said:

“In this world, the saddest thing is not the endless future, not the repeated failures after trying hard, not the hesitation to move forward because of understanding one’s own inability.

The saddest thing is that on the first day you set foot on this road, you have deeply and powerlessly realized that the road ahead is broken. The other side of the highest realm is the end of victory, but also the grave of the rest of your life. ”

“And what’s worse is: we are part of death. Therefore, this torture will never end. ”

“So can you understand my joy? It’s like a blind man suddenly seeing the world of light. ”

“I suddenly saw a goal to pursue in the dark road ahead. You don’t understand how happy this is for me. I can finally have--"

Then Anton Akan realized that the lingering members of the Decayed Parliament in front of him could not understand what he was saying. He suddenly lost interest and completely lost interest in continuing to say anything.

"Therefore..." he said.

Soon the members of the Decayed Parliament realized that Anton Akan was going to do something again. They wailed, but as fish, they could not stop the knife from doing anything.

Then the chewing sound rang again. Anton Akan was grabbing the power of the Decayed Black Guardians bit by bit in this way, but this time the process was not as long-lasting as usual.

Akan raised his head and looked at the small part of his thumb that was missing with a little surprise.

"Borrow... my power?"

Just now, when he was about to continue today's traditional project of "absorbing the power of the members of the Corrupted Parliament" to slightly make up for the loss of power contained in the small section of his thumb that was taken away by the Black Death Emperor, he suddenly felt that some existence was trying to draw more power from him through the small section of his thumb that was taken away.

A Kane was a little stunned at first, then frowned, and then a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

"It's you..."

He saw the true face of the person who asked him for power on the other side:

"Black Death Emperor... You can't project enough of your power into the main universe, so you plan to use my power to strengthen your spokesperson?"

Then his face became gloomy:

"Don't even think about it!"

He just tried to forcibly cut off the connection that was asking for power from him, but then he felt a large group of death power from the Black Death Emperor being thrown over by the other party through this channel.

Anton A Kane was immediately stunned. He quietly felt this ball of power from death. Compared with the death power of decaying black mixed with the smell of corruption, this ball of death power from the Black Death Emperor came from the same source as the decaying black, but the taste was completely different.

"Do you think that after you just took away part of my power, throwing out this little bit of your power will make me forgive you?"

Then another large ball was thrown over there.

"What benefit will I get from helping you? We both have the power of death, but your successful entry into the material universe will only harm me, not benefit me."

Then a new ball was thrown over again.

This time was a little different from the previous two times. This time, the power thrown over by the Black Death Emperor was not ordinary pure energy like before, but a kind of death power that he seemed to have slightly deconstructed in some way.

If you have to say it, it's like you see a nerd with better grades than you, not only throwing the test answers to you, but also throwing a notebook of his study behind you, which clearly explains the solution ideas, giving the poor students the illusion that as long as they learn by looking at the notebook, they can also become nerds.

Akan took a deep breath, holding the power of the Black Death Emperor, and then he said:

"How can I help you?"

The Black Death Emperor's answer was very concise:

"Mungo."

A few minutes later, Akan ended the connection with the Black Death Emperor, and then the somewhat flattering expression on his face also disappeared.

He maintained the action of continuously transmitting power to a certain place, and then played with the three pieces of power thrown to him by the Black Death Emperor in his hands, with a playful smile on his face.

From the beginning, when facing the Black Death Emperor, he took the initiative to cut off his little finger, and then gave the small piece of flesh and blood and the corrupt black power attached to it to the Black Death Emperor. This was the decision Anton Akan made the first moment he saw the other party.

Akan was not afraid of the Black Death Emperor, nor did he lack the confidence and courage to fight with him.

The Black Death Emperor who completely descended into the material universe might be very scary, but now this Black Death Emperor who can't even open a gap to transmit more power is definitely not an opponent worth fearing for Akan.

But he still chose to flee, and the current situation was exactly what Akan wanted.

"Yes, that's right... don't pay attention to me.

Batman is your enemy. I'm a [Lizard] who cuts off my tail to survive when I see you, what kind of threat can I pose?"

Akan thought so.

A flame called "I can replace you" burned more vigorously in his eyes.

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"Hey, Amon Su, how did you get in?"

When Amon Su walked into the prison of the Yellow Lantern City Lanxes, he saw three Yellow Lanterns standing at the door of the cell of Sinestro's wife Arlene Su, protecting his wife for their loyal Yellow Lantern Lord Sinestro.

Amon Su knew the leader.

This guy had reverse joint legs and blue skin, and had the characteristics of some marine animals, like a human-shaped blue-skinned long-armed dinosaur.

Amon Su recognized him, his name was Polyarosolos, from Sector 3001.

He is probably the oldest member of the Sinestro Corps. His ancient race was once a carnivorous marine animal on the planet Maltus billions of years ago. His compatriots were exterminated by the Guardians because they attacked and killed the Guardians.

In the Yellow Lantern Corps, which is full of murderers and villains, this is one of the few members who cannot be called "scum".

Next to him stood a creature that looked like a moose on Earth, with huge curved horns. It came from a giant tribe of Trog mammoths.

The reason why Sinestro chose him to protect his wife was the same as that of the blue-skinned dinosaur Yellow Lantern.

The third Yellow Lantern was the Melter Maul, who was once a smart scientist, but an accident turned him into a fool and gave him the superpower to melt everything he encountered.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question, Amon Su."

The blue-skinned dinosaur Yellow Lantern asked Amon Su: "Are you listening to me? I ask you, weren't you assigned by Lord Senito to guard the outermost gate? How did you get inside?"

He asked: "Where's your partner?"

"Huh?" Molten Man Mor tilted his head beside him, and drops of yellow corrosive solution dripped from his forehead, then fell to the ground, corroding a small pit.

Amon Su did not answer the questions of the Yellow Lanterns. He carefully checked the cell again.

Arlin Su's cell was different from that of other ordinary criminals. In order to protect her safety, Sinestro moved her out of the ordinary cell and placed her in a fully enclosed cage. Only the outside could see the inside, but the inside could not see the outside, and could not hear any sound.

Therefore, after confirming that Arlin Su could not hear what was happening outside, Amon Su sighed.

Then suddenly, he spoke very quickly:

"The most dangerous thing about Polyarosolos (the blue-skinned dinosaur alien) is his bite ability, be careful not to get bitten."

"When the moose charges, no one can stop him, but as long as he is killed before that, there will be no threat."

"What are you talking about?" The blue-skinned dinosaur Yellow Lantern has realized that something is wrong: "Shut up!"

"Melting Man Mor is the most dangerous of the three. The solution on his body will corrode everything as long as it comes into contact with his body, but if you turn on the yellow lantern ring and personal position, you can effectively isolate this corrosive ability, but be careful not to let him use the lantern ring to break your position and then hug you, otherwise no matter who it is, he will die..."

The blue-skinned dinosaur Yellow Lantern has realized that something is wrong, and he rushed towards Amon Su: "What on earth are you..."

Puff!

Then the next moment a lot of blood burst out of his chest, he barely turned his slender neck, and saw the eyes of the mechanical superman flashing red, looking down at him indifferently.

So he immediately opened his mouth with the last bit of strength, and then he was beheaded by the Cyborg's hand knife like a slap in the face.

Yellow Lantern Moose tried to attack, but he had no time to speed up, and the Cyborg's thermal vision penetrated his body.

"We have to be fast."

Amon Su said quickly:

"We must kill everyone and take Alin Su away before the living city of Lanxes, the Yellow Lantern City, reacts, otherwise we will face countless living steel sieges in the city controlled by the other party."

Before the Melting Man Moore realized what was happening, the Cyborg pierced his body with his palm, allowing the corrosive liquid to corrode his metal hand.

As the Melting Man Moore fell to the ground, the Cyborg tore off his hand full of corrosive solution with an expressionless face, and then countless metal tentacles stretched out from the broken end, and finally condensed a brand new hand for him.

"The killing is over."

Cyborg said.

"Open the prison, and we will take Arlin Su and retreat immediately. I have a question - has the giant bomb in the core of the yellow light city Lanx been set up?"

"I have done it." Amon Su said.

Then he took a deep breath and stood in front of his aunt Arlin Su's cage.

As long as he opened the cage, his aunt would soon become a weapon to threaten Sinestro.

"You can't bear it?" asked the mechanical superman.

"No." Amon Su said.

Then, he opened the cage and hid beside it. What exactly did he do, he couldn't let his aunt Arlin Su see.

In short, with the sound of the mechanical door opening, the mechanical superman walked in and saw Arlin Su lying on the bed with her back to them, like a piece of boneless mud.

And in a place that the two of them didn't see, "Arlin Su" on the bed showed a classic Batman-style laugh.

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On the other side, Chen Tao, who was still talking to Sinestro, suddenly frowned:

Mud Face reported the new situation to him.

He looked at Sinestro thoughtfully, then turned his gaze to Mongo, who was still lying there.

Not finished yet, sit-ups, right?