What bad intentions could Batman have?

"Who... who are you?" Metron grabbed the lasso around his neck. The lasso had painful thorns and emitted a golden light with a little red. "What is this... what is this?" Soon, Metron found the answer he wanted through the Mobius Chair. "The Lasso of Submission, a weapon from the Super Queen, corresponds to Wonder Woman's Lasso of Truth. Borrowed from the Super Queen? Unlike the Lasso of Proverbs that can make people speak the truth, the Lasso of Submission can make any creature caught in it obey the user's orders, including..." "Get off the Mobius Chair and give it to us." "... No!" A severe dizziness was eroding Metron's head, causing blood to spurt out of his mouth and nose. He turned his head and looked at the two people who attacked him, and then got information from the Mobius Chair again: "Night Owl... and this..." His eyes stayed beside the woman holding the Lasso of Submission next to Night Owl. She was wearing a cape and had the graceful and powerful figure of an Amazon, but the most eye-catching thing was her deep red eyes and her skin color, which was lighter than Darkseid's obsidian skin.

"Your name is Grayer...Darkseid's daughter. You want to kill your father Darkseid to eradicate the evil will he passed on to you through his blood...You won't succeed, you are born evil, born..."

"I say it again: obey me, Metron, hand over your chair!"

More blood spurted out of Metron's mouth and nose, but he grabbed the lasso around his neck, and his butt was like 502 glue, sticking to the Mobius Chair, and he refused to get down:

"It's no use..."

The Mobius Chair under his butt began to flash blue light, and Night Owl knew that it was a precursor to the Mobius Chair starting to shuttle. If Metron was not now lassoed around his neck, like a dog dragged by a rope and not allowed to run around, such a time and space shuttle should have been completed in an instant.

"Hurry up, Greer." He finally couldn't help but urge his collaborator beside him: "Metron may escape. You should know that we only have one chance. If he runs away this time..." "We will never catch him. I know, Night Owl." Greer beside Night Owl answered him: "But I am only half Amazon. The dark bloodline from Darkseid makes this artifact resist me. I am doing my best." She turned around suddenly and tightened the lasso hard. At this time, the Mobius Chair also flew into the air, carrying Metron to try to escape, but was tied to the ground by Greer, like a kite, shaking in the air. Metron's butt was stuck to the chair, and his head was almost stuck to his chest by the huge force, but at this point, he still did not choose to leave the chair, but continued to support it. A broken neck may be a fatal injury to ordinary creatures, but for creatures sitting on the Mobius Chair, it is just a minor injury that can be recovered in an instant. "I can't pull him." Beads of sweat appeared on Greer's head. She said, "Night Owl, if you are willing to let Super Queen control the lasso instead of me, then this won't be the case."

She groaned, and then continued:

"He struggled too hard... You'd better have a backup solution."

"I don't have any backup solutions."

Night Owl stood behind Greer. He said in a deep voice: "We need to count on you, Greer, you can do it. You know very well that deep down, you are partly Amazon."

He put one hand behind his back, and the thumb of his left hand, which was attached to the whole body heavy armor, slowly rubbed a syringe of amber medicine.

This is the drug he developed specifically for Greer. Simply put, this thing is a stimulant specifically for Amazons, but if used in excess, it will cause almost permanent damage to the body, and the side effects are much greater than traditional stimulants.

This drug can temporarily amplify Greer's Amazon side and temporarily block her bloodline from Darkseid. It is Plan B that Night Owl prepared for this incident.

But he will not use it easily for the time being...for the time being.

"So why don't you just let Super Queen come?"

"Super Queen is not on the same page with us, Greer. She has her own plan. We let her go because her plan will not hinder us, as long as she can be used by us in the end."

"Super Queen is a beautiful and dangerous woman, and she is also very smart, at least smarter than Superman. Once she knows too much, it is likely to provide too many variables for our plan."

"If we can get the Lasso of Submission in exchange for Wonder Woman's blood, then we shouldn't let her participate in our actions."

Then Night Owl saw Greer turn her head to look at him, and he read what the other party didn't say: "Don't think about killing Super Queen to silence her. Her plan can provide a powerful force for our plan, Zansha. Stopping her is to stop ourselves."

"So what should we do now?" Greer took two steps back again and tightened the rope.

Just as Night Owl tried to insert the needle into Greer's back, he heard the other party's words: "You don't want to give me a shot of stimulant or something? If I were you, I wouldn't do that."

Greer said seriously: "Don't treat me as a fool, and don't treat me as a pawn that you can use and abandon at any time. If you dare to do this to me, we will break up." She said: "Don't think I can't do it." This threat was very real, and Night Owl's eyes flickered. He rubbed his fingers holding the potion behind his back slightly, and the next second the potion was taken back into his arm armor. He put his hand from behind to the front and showed his empty palm to the other party: "I haven't thought about these, but the problem still needs to be solved." He said: "Sometimes I don't want to have no choice, but the fact is that they will force us to make unsatisfactory choices." Greer looked at him for a few seconds. Metron was still struggling desperately. He had pulled the lasso long enough and far enough. Soon he would be able to break free and escape to the infinite multiverse. Night Owl would never see him again in this life. "You must have a third plan to capture Metron. Why don't you use it?" Greer asked Night Owl: "You are not honest enough."

"Plan C has many problems." Night Owl said: "If it is used, Metron can indeed be captured, but it will have a great impact on our plan.

I must ensure that my plan is foolproof. 10 Metrons and the Mobius Chair are not as important as our plan.

If the search for the Mobius Chair will hinder the plan, we will of course prioritize maintaining the plan, so don't worry about who finishes the work, Greer, use your real ability."

Hearing what Night Owl said, Greer breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay." She said.

She turned her head and looked at Metron again. When her completely crimson eyes met Metron, Metron's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He checked the Mobius Chair again, and half a second later, he got a dangerous fact:

"As the daughter of Darkseid, Greer, you also have the power to manipulate..."

"Control the Omega ray..." Greer's eyes began to glow red, she loosened the lasso of submission with one hand, and covered her eye sockets with the other hand in some pain:

"I don't like to use the evil power from my father. It makes me feel that I am not an ordinary person, nor a good person. But you know, when I have to..."

"...Fuck it." Metron said.

In an instant, a curved Omega ray penetrated Metron's chest from left to right. The majestic Omega energy exploded with Metron's chest as the center in an instant, blowing him to pieces, and countless flesh and blood were like rain.

Although Metron is not an ordinary person and a member of the New Gods, this is not enough for him to directly withstand the attack of Omega rays.

When Metron turned into a human-shaped firework, the Mobius Chair also began to tremble. His previous host Metron's body had now turned into a bloody skeleton, and was pulled down from the seat effortlessly by the obedience lasso.

Therefore, the Mobius Chair is now free. Without a host, he will directly start the time-space shuttle and jump to the multiverse in an instant, and he doesn't know where to go, but soon the chair that hasn't jumped yet was trapped in a sea-blue cubic cage.

Greer looked back and saw Night Owl standing behind her, with a box rotating in the palms of his hands. Greer knew that it was the Father Box, a technological product from Night Owl Planet, and the opposite of the Mother Box of Apocalypse Star.

Night Owl seemed to be using this device to try to trap the Mobius Chair.

This is none of Greer's business. Her alliance with Night Owl only said that she needed to help each other, but did not say that she needed to ensure that Night Owl's plan was completely successful.

She only needed to do what she promised, and she would have made an invaluable contribution.

Therefore, Greer didn't plan to do anything at all, but stood quietly by the side, picking up any bargains she could get.

She looked at the chair and thought silently in her heart. This chair looks good. After Night Owl uses it, she will find a way to get it, so that she can...

While Greer was thinking this, she suddenly saw the chair began to tremble wildly, and Night Owl began to bleed from his mouth and nose.

The Father Box in his hand shook with the vibration frequency of the chair, and then spun at high speed like a gyroscope.

"What's wrong?" Greer asked.

"The chair's ability to break free is greater than we thought, and the Father Box's binding force on the chair is weaker than we thought. I may not be able to control him, let alone capture him..."

"Damn it!"

Greer was forced to join the battle of the sawing chair. They came here from afar and took great pains to find Metron. If they failed, all their efforts would be in vain. This is too much of a loss.

Greer lassoed the chair and pulled it down, but the force was even greater than when Metron sat on it.

Even Greer's use of Omega Rays to shoot the chair did not change the final result.

The tug-of-war between Night Owl and the chair lasted for about three minutes, during which Greer also tried his best to force the chair to stay, but in the end...

The chair flew away.

"We failed." Greer heard Night Owl say: "The previous preparations were in vain. Fortunately, this matter is not particularly important to our plan. If we can get it, it would be the best. If we can't get it, it won't be a problem." Greer frowned. She was not sure. Night Owl is such a cunning guy, did his plan really fail? She tried to test him for a while, but Night Owl didn't talk to him much. He was already preparing to set off to return to his secret base. After being beaten around the bush by Night Owl, Greer finally had to accept that this might be the truth. After Night Owl left first, Greer explored the place for a while, and finally he opened the portal and left the place where he had been busy for half a day. More than half an hour later. "Really not back?" A portal opened in the void and Greer walked out, her blood-red eyes full of confusion. "What the hell is Night Owl doing? Is it really just a simple plan that failed this time?" Then she turned her head and left here again. More than an hour later. The portal in the void opened again.

Greyer still didn't catch Night Owl here.

More than two hours later.

"Okay... I really thought too much." Greyer thought. She flew into the air, opened the portal, and really left here this time.

And not long after Greyer left...

A blue light flashed.

Night Owl appeared in the same place.

He observed the surroundings vigilantly, then opened his palm and saw the Mobius Chair flying out of the subspace he created with the Father Box.

He immediately sat on it impatiently. However, at this moment, the Mobius Chair released an abnormal huge pressure.

Metron was a new god after all, and the other person sitting on the chair was Batman, the god of knowledge. At that time, he could sit on it safely when Darkseid's death godhood was broken and Batman obtained the godhood.

And Night Owl was neither a mortal who had obtained the godhood nor a god, so it was quite difficult for him to control the Mobius Chair.

But even so, despite the huge pressure, Night Owl still asked the first question of the Mobius Chair.

Question: "How to defeat the Anti-Monitor?"

Answer: A superhero army of more than 3,000 people, defeat him by siege.