What bad intentions could Batman have?

Deep in the universe.

In Night Owl's owl spaceship.

Night Owl, Thomas Wayne Jr., sat in his main seat, resting his chin in his hand, lost in thought.

He reviewed what he had done in his mind, and felt that there was nothing to prepare, but there was one thing that always made him feel a little doubtful.

Squeak...

Not far away, the mechanical door of the spaceship opened, and Alfred "The Outsider" belonging to Night Owl came in with a plate of snacks. He walked to Night Owl's side, put the snacks on the table next to him, and then said: "Nightwing Dick Grayson was impatient to leak the conversation between you and him to Batman 10 minutes after you left."

The Outsider paused, and then continued: "He has no loyalty to you."

Then he kept silent.

"I know." Night Owl tapped the table with his fingers: "What was Batman's reaction?"

"No reaction, he told Nightwing he knew, just like Nightwing had passed on information to him so many times before."

"Didn't say anything extra? Or hinted his plan to Nightwing in various forms?"

"No, not at all."

"It's really interesting." Night Owl said: "Look, at the beginning, I let Dick--"

The outsider frowned when he heard Night Owl affectionately call Nightwing's real name "Dick", but Night Owl, who was in a state of thinking, didn't notice it at all.

"I let Dick steal the Anti-Monitor's attack data on my computer, the power analysis model and many conjectures I built for him. You see, after getting this data, Batman should know what kind of opponent he is facing."

"But? No response."

"So later, in the conversation with Nightwing, I guided him to analyze the existence of the Mobius Chair, and then let him ask Grayer, and finally led him to choose to ask me directly."

While talking, Nightwing recalled that under his guidance, he questioned himself seriously about the truth, just like...

Just like his claws, Dick Grayson. This feeling is like reliving an old dream. Many years later, across thousands of mountains and rivers, across the distance of time and space, I met the boy with bright eyes and white teeth again.

"I told him the prophecy about 3,000 people besieging the Anti-Monitor - I'll call it a prophecy."

"And if Nightwing knew, he would immediately tell this information to his most loyal Batman."

The outsider deliberately emphasized the object of Nightwing's loyalty, and then continued: "But even if we fed all the information to Batman, he still didn't make any decision, at least we didn't find out."

"Yes." Night Owl said: "I thought Batman had figured out the situation, so I proposed a solution to Batman. If the Blood Lord and Starro's plan to transform all creatures on the earth can really work, whether it succeeds or fails, it can at least provide me with reliable data, but Batman rejected me."

Night Owl frowned: "I'm really curious... Let's sort out the current situation. He denied my plan, but he can't come up with another new one? It's really interesting. Batman didn't know what I wanted to do, so he sent Nightwing to me, but now it's my turn to figure out what Batman wants to do."

In short, Night Owl can't guess anything now. This has gone beyond the scope of normal logic.

The Batman with the creepy smile is such a creature, illogical, unrestrained, and cannot be inferred by common sense.

"There is one more thing." The outsider said: "Nightwing and Greer are a little too close."

"What do you mean specifically?"

"They went to bed."

"..."

"Don't worry about him." Night Owl said: "I know what you are worried about, but Greer will never give up the goal of murdering her father Darkseid, and Darkseid is now Batman's most important fighting force and ally."

"No matter how good the relationship between Nightwing and Greer is, Greer will never work for Batman."

"This is illogical."

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The Shadow Cabinet.

This is the cage where the First Lantern is imprisoned.

The First Lantern is dreaming again. He dreams that his mother talks to him gently, and this has been unknown for many years. Even such a memory itself is like a dream.

He has long forgotten his mother's face.

He hates Batman. The reason why the other party refuses to release him is absurd and ridiculous. This anger grows little by little with time.

But he still has hope.

The power ring he forged is still worn on the palm of the ventriloquist, which means that Huo Rong still has control over the outside world.

Although such control is now sealed, Huo Rong can only make the ventriloquist's palm swell bigger and more painful with all his strength... But everything in this world is contained in two words:

Waiting and hope.

… … … … … In the secret base of the crime syndicate.

At this time, there is another man who is also waiting for hope.

He is thin and looks emaciated. He is tied with an iron chain and his mouth is sealed. He is tied there like a dog.

His red hair droops, covering his eyes, but it can't cover the brilliance in his eyes.

On his face, which was exactly the same as Lex Luthor's, he showed a hideous smile that even Lex Luthor couldn't show.

He was Alexander Luthor, Thunder Zansha.

He was the real father of the child in Super Queen's arms, and he would eventually break through the dilemma.

… … … … … Chen Tao sat on the top of the tallest gargoyle in Wayne Tower in Gotham City.

He was praying silently.

But he didn't pray to God or worship Buddha, but prayed to himself.

"I have made a decision now. If I can win. If I can win this time, I will definitely travel through the timeline to help my past self." Chen Tao closed his eyes and prayed:

"Then this means that when I open my eyes, I will see a future self traveling through the timeline to help my present self. He is awesome, cool, and awesome, and can rub the Anti-Monitor on the ground."

Then he opened his eyes and saw that there was nothing in front of him, not even a bat hair.

Chen Tao almost laughed at himself. He was surprised that he could still laugh at this time.

"Okay." Chen Tao thought, "I guess this is a kind of weakness." Then he stopped smiling and said in a low voice, "I promise... I promise it will only happen this time." Then, you see, Chen Tao turned back into Batman. It's always like this. ... ... ... ... ... At first, there was an ominous cloud, but no one cared. Batman stood on the podium of the United Nations and told mankind that this time, just like when they faced Darkseid or Brainiac and General Zod before, the Justice League would save the earth and protect everyone. Flowers, applause, and the world's admiration focused on the heroes. This is the DC universe. Unlike Marvel, in the DC universe, people rarely oppose superheroes. Even if they oppose, it is limited to parades, not to the level of persecution like Marvel. Everyone was jubilant and thought that this was just another great victory for the Justice League. In South America, Deathstroke was carrying out his mission. He didn't think there was anything different about this time, nor did he think the world had anything to do with him. In Egypt, Red Hood was traveling. He pondered philosophy and the meaning of life. He never doubted that the Justice League could save the world.

In Gotham City, Tim Drake, the third generation Robin, was in school. He had a girlfriend and his life seemed to be on the right track. In the cosplay restaurant next to him, two Gotham policemen who thought they were NPCs and had no names were eating donuts for breakfast and discussing when they would see dinosaurs with wheels on their feet on the road again.

Everything seemed so peaceful, serene, and so natural.

Before all that happened, no one had ever thought...

They would face doomsday.

Then... in an instant.

Everyone felt it.

The earth was shaking, trembling, and screaming because it was pulled down from its safe orbital home, pinched like a toy picked up from the ground by a giant, and then raised to the palm of his hand, looking at it with curious eyes.

It was taken away from its familiar home and dragged into a burning hell... the land of death.

The air seemed alive, filled with fire and electricity, the stink of sulfur, and the wails of long-dead ghosts.

In that instant, the sky became a world of red and black spots, and in the center of the sky was the Anti-Monitor's huge shadow, taller than the sun.

The Earth was separated from the rest of the universe by an impenetrable barrier, not to keep the Anti-Monitor in... but to keep the heroes of Earth out.

"Welcome! Welcome to see me. Welcome to your doomsday."

The Anti-Monitor's voice rang in Chen Tao's ears, and it was the whisper of doomsday.

"You have made a lot of preparations for my arrival, and I congratulate you. Your perseverance and your will to survive are indeed amazing, just like the world I have seen before. But this will not change the outcome. Your world will die."

"Your warriors will dye your world bloody!"

"Hear the death knell? Humans, this will be the last sound you hear!"

Then in an instant, the sky turned black.

Humans were confused and questioning each other. A series of traffic accidents occurred on the streets, but before the darkness spread, there was a drowsy, funeral-like silence.

Metropolis. Superman Clark Kent took deep and rapid breaths, trying to suppress his unexpected panic, even when the fear was in all cities, every land, and the whole world exploded.

Then... there was light.

A sharp and dazzling light, along with spider-web-like cracks, pierced through the black glass, and the darkness began to disperse as if it was alive, and those who saw it in a daze in fear would soon realize...

The darkness is alive!

I can't finish writing it, sob QwQ, but there will definitely be more, I won't delay