What bad intentions could Batman have?

(I would like to use this chapter title to commemorate the 32nd chapter of Volume 6 of The Legend of the Great Sage, "The Wind Breaks the Green Ivy for Ten Thousand Miles", 12 years ago, and my childhood days which were a little regretful but still happy.)

Imagine that there is such a book.

It covers everything that is happening, everything that has happened, and everything that will happen.

It covers everything in the world.

This book is heavy and covered with leather, and the leather comes from a beast that has never existed.

The only person who has read this book is a pair of blind eyes. Apart from the book in his hands, there is only darkness in these eyes.

This book is the universe, and only the blind fate has witnessed how the universe turns into infinite stories... Perhaps he is the only one who has read all the stories shaped by the universe.

It is chained to him. Perhaps it is to protect the safety of the book, or to prevent the blind owner from escaping, or to show fate... It is originally one with this book.

He neither knows nor can he tell others.

Fate carries the universe.

Destiny will also read about himself in this book...

Although it is not common, it is not impossible.

After all, Destiny also exists in the universe in his own way.

At this time, he turned a page and read about himself.

In the book, he was walking in the corridor...

"I am Destiny from the Endless Family. Here, my sister, I stand in my gallery and call you."

Destiny saw himself appear on the page of the book, and now he was standing in front of the portrait in the corridor, and in front of him was the portrait of Death, painted by a painter named Vincent.

"I call you, my sister, although I don't know why."

Then Destiny saw Death walk out of the painting in a mist... like the cold and misty water vapor on a winter night.

Death is through the hazy twilight, wet and dreamy.

"You can read the following text to find out the explanation."

"You know I can't..."

"Just a joke. You know I always say this."

Death circled around Destiny, she held an umbrella, her feet off the ground, dancing and beautiful like a night elf.

Fate held the page and turned to the next page.

Then he saw why he was here.

"Fate brought death." Death said.

"The Batman in that universe changed fate and brought death."

Fate saw himself on the page and said, "He broke free from the fate woven by Barbatos."

"Got it." Death said so.

In the cracks of the dark multiverse.

This is the world that was eaten into an empty shell by Barbatos. Barbatos did not fulfill his duties. He did not destroy these worlds, but ate them.

The energy that constitutes these universes was swallowed into Barbatos's stomach instead of returning to the cosmic furnace.

And all the dead creatures in these universes, all the rebels, surrenderers, supplicants, innocents, they are now wandering in this empty shell world. Although they can be simply called ghosts, they are actually just a group of monsters that are neither alive nor dead.

Therefore, the word "dregs" may be more suitable for them.

Not just this empty shell universe.

In the dark multiverse, there are countless empty shells like this. They are all the evil consequences of Barbatos usurping the power of the world forger.

Residues like them have long lost their complete consciousness. Even the power to maintain their existence comes from the remaining power of Barbatos, like the nuclear radiation left after a nuclear bomb explosion.

They can only wail in pain, and more of them have no strength to wail.

They should have maintained the status quo forever, until the last "nuclear radiation" is exhausted, or Barbatos dies, releasing the energy swallowed by his stomach, driving their souls, and returning to the world furnace together to reshape into a new world.

Apart from this, they can only wail, and they can only wail.

But now... it's different.

Something happened.

The entire dark multiverse is vibrating with a certain frequency.

Boom!

It's like a heavy hammer hitting something hard.

A residue raised its head and stared blankly at the sky.

In the gray sky, a white light appeared, followed by cracks like spider webs.

Boom!

The next moment, the spider web-like cracks began to spread all over the world, and there was a loud cracking sound in the world, followed by the sound of the shell universe collapsing.

The confused scum finally realized what happened.

They raised their heads in disbelief, and then looked at each other, this action made them look like they still had consciousness.

They howled according to their instinct, but the howling sounded more ecstatic than before, and it was like an illusion.

A scum wailed to the sky, and as he howled, the black liquid that looked like tears began to flow from the place where his eyes looked like.

Those are the tears and blood of the dregs. If you look closely at the face of this dregs, you will find that it looks very much like Bruce Wayne... Of course, it is a version of the dark multiverse, coming from some inferior, incomplete, and inherently weak world. He once had Alfred, Nightwing, his own Justice League, and love, but all of this has long gone with the wind.

In his world, although he is called Batman and he and his companions hold up the world on their shoulders, a speck of dust falling on him becomes a mountain that cannot be lifted.

He failed, and then lost everything... Who are not the remnants who lamented with him?

They have been trapped on the boundary between life and death for many years. They have been forgotten by everyone. No one will remember those ordinary people who were submerged under the tide of history. They are just superheroes to their family and friends, but they are ants under the wheel of the times. .

For countless years, no one has been able to resist and reverse Barbatos' fate, but today...

The time has come.

The remnant raised his head.

Above his head is a deep darkness, which is the realm of death. For a long time, these remnants have been on the edge of neither life nor death, but as the empty shell universe containing their bodies was completely destroyed, they finally moved towards death. A big step forward.

But not enough.

not enough.

They are not yet able to embrace death, and when they are dying, they still have unfulfilled wishes.

So many years of resentment, unwillingness to give up with all your strength, just like thinking you can cross a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops, but what you see is a thick, sad, insurmountable barrier, and then you hit your head on it and break your blood. flow.

Countless heroes of the dark multiverse, all the dead people——

us! There is more! Unfulfilled wish!

What a spectacular sight this is, endless debris rushing into the realm of death. They pass through it, but leave without hesitation, and then gather together across thousands of mountains and rivers——

Return to the world again!

Chen Tao felt a hand on his shoulder, and then it disappeared in an instant, then the next hand, the next hand, and the next hand.

Those remnants of the dark multiverse are nothing more than empty shells. Whether they are flesh, blood or soul, they have been eaten completely by Barbatos. The power they can provide Chen Tao is not even one thousandth of that of an ordinary adult. , even one thousandth of a millisecond cannot be maintained.

But in the latitude invisible to the human eye, they rushed towards reality desperately, reaching out one after another to gather Chen Tao in the center, like the ancient Mayans worshiping their gods.

We...we are so lucky to be able to let me cross thousands of mountains and rivers and gently put my hand on your shoulder.

"What is this?" The Anti-Monitor scolded Barbatos bloody in his heart.

He has already projected enough power, which is close to the upper limit of what this puppet can withstand, but it is still barely able to cope with the huge force coming from the collision of the two universes.

As time goes by, the inertia brought by Luther's collision with the universe gradually weakens, and he must be the winner in the end, but now...

Someone put the last straw on the camel that was about to be bent.

The power of the remnants is too weak, so weak that it is almost negligible. After all, they are straw, common, replaceable, and just consumables.

But at this time, it became a straw...

This is like the mockery of fate, but also like the mercy of fate.

Bo!

The Anti-Monitor can no longer retreat.

In the cosmic space behind him, a crack suddenly opened.

It was a small gap between the Dark Multiverse and the Light Multiverse, which he tore open with his own hands in order to banish Superboy-Prime.

At this time, Ye Xiao's entire universe was like water droplets attached to the mirror, covering the entire gap fiercely.

This is only a small gap that is only enough to accommodate one or two single strong men to pass through. It is so close that it directly appears in the interior of the universe. The Anti-Monitor...

beside.

"How did you find this gap accurately..." Then the anti-monitor realized.

It's a purple light ring.

Relying on the ring, Batman monitored the specific location where Superboy-Prime last lost contact and disappeared.

But all this has lost its meaning.

Batman held him tightly and pushed him towards the gap;

Countless dead souls from the dark multiverse held him up like stars holding the moon.

"Damn it, let it go! Let it go!"

Useless.

No matter how much the Anti-Monitor struggles, his puppet body cannot burst out with stronger power, and the power instilled is close to the upper limit.

So he could only watch the gap getting closer and closer.

He saw cracks starting to appear on Batman's body, and he immediately realized what had happened to him:

"You can't stand the push of those forces anymore, the forces of two universes are pressing on you.

You just exploded your body to try to release more power... Although you can repair it, if you continue like this, you will also break. "

"Stop, you can't defeat me even if you push me into the multiverse of light. I am unscathed, but you are severely injured and on the verge of death.

Blocked by the boundary between the two universes and without the help of those dark multiverse batteries, you are no longer my match. "

The Anti-Monitor originally wanted to persuade Batman to give up this action, but as he spoke, he felt that even though Batman paid such a high price, it would never be in vain.

"What on earth do you want to do?!" He couldn't say any more, but asked angrily.

"Drink!!!"

What he responded to was Batman's roar. He was pushed to the edge of the gap by Batman, and the Anti-Monitor grabbed the edge of the gap with his hands.

Then he saw Batman's grin and his raised fists.

The fist was covered with ferocious bone spurs belonging to the ravager.

"I am the cloaked mortal who intends to shake up the Dark Multiverse."

Peng!

"I am a person who never stops fighting and must be a loser. I am a tragic protagonist whose fate cannot be reversed."

Peng!

"I am the crazy and laughing Don Quixote, the man who seeks his own death, the willing sacrificer. I am the incompetent planner, the stupid madman without power."

Peng!

When Batman grabbed the Anti-Monitor by the throat, the Anti-Monitor heard a deafening roar like Hong Zhongdalu:

"I keep death at bay. Do you want to know who I am? Do you want to know what I am going to do?!"

"I am the cry of the dead in the Dark Multiverse!!!"

"I am Batman!!!"

Those thousands of hands, trillions in number, they are shouting silently, moaning high-pitched, and the endless debris is surging behind Batman like a tide, covering the sky and the sun, and the waves are surging. !

They were singing in unison:

Fly! ! ! Fly! ! ! With all the unwillingness and resentment of the dark multiverse, rush into the light world!

Give me high altitude - fly!

boom! ! ! !

In an instant...

The deafening sound was gone.

Chen Tao felt that he fell together with the anti-monitor.

The scent of mint, the light of the fishing port lighthouse... it's like standing by the fire... hearing the sound of old wood.

Time...time stands still until the raindrops fall and tap silently.

Chen Tao felt like he had become a grain of sand, falling with the sun.

He fell into the boundless river of stars, crossed the night, and came to the world of light.

He saw the blue earth in the distance.

Then he heard the voice of the anti-monitor in his ear: "Have you thought about how to die?"

…

…

…

Bada.

Death opened the door.

Bruce Wayne from a certain dark multiverse jumped up from the sofa as if he was sleeping. He looked at everything in front of him in surprise.

And the fire beside him was burning brightly.

"What happened?"

He asked loudly, and then asked and answered himself:

"I...I was fighting crazy Luthor...he killed the Joker, so he became one with the Joker..."

That Bruce thought desperately:

"He formed an alliance with Darkseid! He deployed nuclear weapons in Metropolis, and when Darkseid invaded..."

He raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him.

Then he suddenly realized what was happening.

"I remember. The Justice League failed. We were defeated by Darkseid. The nuke went off. I died. Right?"

Death looked at him sympathetically.

"Yes, and your world is destroyed."

That Bruce was holding his head.

Some great fear and sorrow overwhelmed him for a moment, and then he looked at death:

"So, you... you... you are..."

He turned his head suddenly, and then saw the residue in the room, the last thing he left behind, and then he recognized that residue...it was himself.

"Oh my God," he moaned.

He trembled and clutched at his remnants.

"My life was so bad that at the end of the day, I saved nothing, that's all."

"No...no! My world, my everything!"

He rushed towards Death, and he seized Death's shoulders suddenly.

Even the calm and wise Batman still grieves like a child when facing death:

"How could you do this to me, how could you be so cruel?!"

"I tried my best to save my world! But it's all in vain, it's all in vain!"

"I can't change this, Bruce," Death said.

"The end of your story has long been recorded in the Book of Destiny, a destiny drawn by Barbatos... even before you took your last breath."

"No, I beg you! Can this not be changed? Is everything I have done in vain?"

Then it dawned on him.

He recalled.

He remembered putting his hand on the other Batman's shoulder.

He turned sharply to look at death.

"You've changed these. You've done it."

"It was Batman who changed these," Death said, "but you were also involved."

She looked directly at the tears filling her eyes:

"Your power has meaning after all."

Then she reached out to Bruce:

"So, can we go?"

Every scum will see his own death.

When facing the elderly, death is an innocent and lovely child; when facing young people, death is the youthful opposite sex; when facing young people, death is a gentle mother.

Since Batman wielded the universe as a heavy hammer, countless remnants of neither life nor death bound by Barbatos have become real revenants, and death is responsible for picking up each of them.

Death has said that she is neither holy nor noble, and she will not show mercy. This is just her job. In fact, she did not help Bruce in that universe overcome the crisis that will surely destroy him and his universe. She did not Give that blues hope.

But she redeemed them in her own way.

"etc……"

Bruce raised his head and said:

"I want to know...he...I mean the Batman. He is already badly injured. How can he defeat the Anti-Monitor even in the bright multiverse?"

Then he gave up the question.

"Forget it. None of this matters to me anymore."

"I should go now."

He took the hand of death and melted into the white light along with thousands of residues.

The past years, the dark days, no need to chase after them, but the road to the future...

The light is bright.

(Note: As for how the badly injured Batman fights the Anti-Monitor in the bright multiverse, you need to subscribe to the next chapter to know! Hehehe!)