Chapter 785 Supreme Little Super Monkey Beats Up the Anti-Monitor
Chapter 785 Supreme Little Super Monkey Beats Up the Anti-Monitor
Chapter 785 Supreme Little Super Monkey Beats Up the Anti-Monitor
"Mar..."
The monitor heard whispers in his ear—a familiar technique.
"Alphaus, if I hadn't heard your voice, I would almost have thought that our wicked mother had set her sights on me again, instead of my even more foolish brother. Save that trick; of the three of us brothers, only that idiot Möbius would be seduced by our mother's whispers and have the audacity to believe that all his decisions are made in the best of his heart."
"In fact, all of Möbius's actions were truly from the heart. Our mother was far from capable of manipulating her son; he was merely going with the flow."
The World Founder said, “My brother, let’s get straight to the point: I need your help, and I promise I will repay you.”
"You want to destroy the multiverse, Alphaus. You're far more insane than Möbius. In my opinion, you're not much more stable than him."
"If there weren't as many matter universes as antimatter universes, I bet you wouldn't be so assertive. But none of that matters," the World Forger retorted to his brother, then continued:
"To clarify, I never wanted to destroy the multiverse; I only wanted to create a better world. But now I need your help, also to better protect this world. Perhaps this sounds absurd, but at least right now, maintaining this multiverse and preventing the collapse of the hypertime stream are our shared goals, aren't they?"
The monitors acknowledged this.
"Besides, I've already told you about my baby multiverse, so you just...?"
"Let's postpone this matter, and I'm not sure if you can fool those hands that are observing the origins of our universe."
"At least this time..."
"This is good for both of us, but there won't be a next time, Alphaus."
A smile crept across the faces of the world's foundry workers.
"very good."
He said this.
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I'm Terry, the future Batman, or as I'll call myself for now. The best way to deceive others is to deceive yourself as well.
I know everything.
I have experienced countless cycles of reincarnation, time and time again. The timeline shifts like a spinning top, starting from the beginning when the Supreme Superman and the Time Trapped controlled everything. Downstream of the hypertime stream, new timelines are constantly being generated, only to be erased like cement that has never dried.
There will never be a definitive answer.
I returned time and time again, attempting to alter history as a member of the Third Legion, but I always failed.
I corrected the weakness of the original Lantern Character, who was initially unable to participate in the game at all, preventing him from falling behind and completely losing the qualification to participate in the final battle.
But it was no use, and I failed in the end.
I tried again.
I orchestrated the event where Genie I absorbed antimatter cosmic energy, thus strengthening Genie I once again.
But it still failed.
Time and time again, over and over again.
I kept trying, the timeline was created and destroyed, but then one day, I was shocked to discover:
I am no longer young.
This is almost impossible. Every time I go back in time, my age will be updated, and my past failures will become remnants of time, as if they never happened.
Time should not increase my age.
Moreover, given my lifespan as a user of the emotional spectrum, it should have taken an unimaginably long time for me to die of old age, rather than just a few thousand reincarnations to turn me into this.
But whether I admit it or not, that's the truth. And that means a very scary truth:
The downstream of the super-time stream is freezing. Some terrible history, one in which I did not triumph, is freezing.
And I became a branch on some kind of main universe timeline.
If you know a character called Hero Day, you should understand what this timeline is all about.
Just as Hero Day, despite being the Destroyer of Japan in the main universe, has no future in the Hero Day timeline, when Hero Day chose to go back 200 years, at the cost of returning to his chaotic, beastly state 200 years ago, to erase the history of Superman's imprisonment in the main universe, the Hero Day timeline came to a complete end.
It's like you walked into a dead end on the main road, then turned back and got back onto the main road.
The history of "having once entered a dead end" is still preserved in the timeline, but the dead end will no longer extend.
Hero Day erased himself, embraced death, and fell into eternal peace and tranquility. The Doomsday of the main universe is still alive, but it will never become Hero Day again.
Tell me, is the definition of a person based on the personality formed by memory and energy, or on that mere physical body?
So I think that wise hero is probably dead.
And I am the hero who is destined to die on that day.
I am Terry, the future Batman; Terry is just a body I stole.
I'm going to make one last desperate attempt.
As the history downstream of the super-time stream begins to solidify, my chances are running out.
But this time, I am fully prepared.
Batman: The Dragon, the Anti-Monitor, the Monitor, the Worldmaker, the Fool of the World, the Batman Who Laughs who thinks he is the ultimate manipulator behind the scenes, and the Outer God known as the Malicious Nobles, who is under the Void Hand that invaded our universe.
Do you think you can do the same feat as Dr. Manhattan?
Do you think your hidden motives are unknown to anyone?
I know everything you've done.
And the final winner of this round will only be me; I will be the one who manipulates things.
Perhaps at the beginning of the story, everyone was stronger than me, but power is determined by fate.
As the world changes and the world transforms, even the most insignificant person can reflect...
A huge shadow.
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"You don't even feel deceived...?" The Anti-Monitor stared at the Supreme Little Super Monkey in front of him.
The troublesome part is that, after going around in circles, the Anti-Monitor, who still hasn't completely controlled Barbatos, must confront Superman the Supreme.
Barbatos is still rebelling, and even in a terrain as advantageous as the World Forge, dealing with Superman Supreme is by no means an easy task, but now trying to teleport him away is pointless.
Hero Day has already proven his absolute control over Superman, now all that's left is to go through the motions.
But just as the anti-surveillance agent was about to take direct action, he heard the surveillance agent's voice.
"Wait, anti-surveillance agents, no need to take action, I have other methods."
"Oh?" The anti-surveillance agent paused.
He hadn't expected that the monitor, even in this situation, would still be able to pull out some methods he had no idea about.
"The reason why Supreme Little Monkey obeys that monster's orders now is only because Batman ambushed him, which has caused his mind to become confused."
The Monitor said, "Don't forget the essence of the New 52 Superman that Foolish Owl showed us. My ruthless old friend, wasn't it because of what Foolish Owl showed us that we were working together before?"
"We haven't let go of our grudges," the counter-surveillance agent said.
"Unfortunately, neither did I. You even killed me once, Möbius," the Monitor said, addressing the Counter-Monitor by name. "But our previous plan can now be attempted to continue."
"Superman Supreme has now been rewritten in the timeline into a real mad monkey, and our plans to manipulate him are now worthless. But just as Batman can turn Superman Supreme into a monkey through the timeline, so can we."
The monitor said:
"I can use the old Superman from Earth 2 during the Crisis on Infinite Earths period, upstream in the hypertime stream, and similarly through the timeline, to input a method for breaking free into the head of Superman Supreme."
The monitor said, "No matter what, even if he's been turned into a monkey, he's resistant to this kind of treatment because he's Superman Supreme."
After the monitor finished speaking, he thought to himself silently.
He hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was right or wrong for him to help the world's founders, but he quickly dismissed these somewhat negative thoughts.
"No, I refuse," the anti-surveillance agent said.
"Why?" the monitor asked.
"I think you have ulterior motives."
"The anti-surveillance advocate said."
What a joke! That's his biggest enemy, the Watcher. He's never taken the other party lightly. Even if he were beaten up by Superman, he wouldn't accept his opponent's plan so easily.
There might be some trap waiting for him in the dark.
"...I'm talking to you about serious business, Möbius. We at least share common interests now."
"We are enemies."
The Monitor fell silent. In truth, he too had reservations about whether to help the World Makers. The Anti-Monitor's refusal, however, gave him an excuse.
that's enough.
Barbatos, wags its tail and, under the control of the Anti-Monitor, lunges at Superman Supreme, spewing out purple lightning composed of dark matter energy.
The Anti-Monitor thought silently to himself. Even though he needed to suppress Barbatos and couldn't exert much power, his body was still controlled by the Monitor. With the two of them working together, even if they were not in good condition, they would be more than capable of dealing with Superman Supreme.
The monitors had a plan, which was excellent, but the timing of its emergence seemed too coincidental.
Even though he was suppressed and beaten down by the Supreme Superman...
boom!
The next second, a violent explosion and roar resounded in the World Furnace, and countless magma and rocks turned to dust in an instant. The Anti-Monitor suddenly grabbed its own neck, and the Supreme Super Monkey straddled Barbatos's neck in an extremely undignified posture, then reached out, seemingly to choke the other's throat.
That's alright. With the anti-monitor's encouragement, he can easily break free from Superman Supreme's grip, and then...
With another deafening roar, the Anti-Monitor, controlling Barbatos's body, held upside down by Superman Supreme, slammed it against the rocky surface of the World Forge, sending countless plumes of lava exploding into the sky like plumes of smoke.
Sigh, what's going on?
The anti-surveillance agent blinked.
He tried to mobilize more dark matter energy, but then Barbatos got him by the throat again.
In reality, this body was also held by the neck by the Supreme Little Monkey, struggling desperately like a dead snake.
"Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak!" The Supreme Little Super Monkey made a monkey-like sound, which did not seem to have any human characteristics at all.
The anti-monitor roused Barbatos's power, causing him to struggle briefly, but he could not break free.
His expression finally changed slightly.
"Wait, something's not right," he said. "How come you..."
The next second, Supreme Little Super Monkey's fist pierced Barbatos's dragon mouth, feeding Barbatos a mouthful of monkey hair. This sensation also occurred simultaneously with the Anti-Monitor upstream of the Time Stream, causing his throat to itch involuntarily.
"How could you..." the anti-monitor repeated, and then that suffocating feeling went directly from downstream to upstream.
The anti-surveillance agent immediately severed the connection, regained his rational thinking, and began trying to break free from this unfavorable process.
The next second, Superman's fist struck Anti-Monitor squarely in the face, causing his face to cave in for a moment before immediately returning to normal.
"What's going on?" Before the anti-monitor could even process why the damage feedback was still occurring on him even though the connection had been severed, the Supreme Little Super Monkey's joyful shouts came through his ears again:
"Yay, I'm a monkey!"
He realized that the moment the connection was severed, Barbatos had reconnected him.
Barbatos and the Anti-Monitor now share a body, and the pain inflicted by the attacks of the Supreme Supermonkey is also manifesting in his mind.
But more important than all of this is sharing it all with the anti-surveillance agents. Aren't you good at controlling my body? Go ahead and continue!
The counter-surveillance activists continue to resist.
Fool, this feedback, though it crossed the timeline and hit him, Barbatos was the first to be injured.
The damage inflicted on the anti-monitors was merely a few sore spots, while Barbatos was genuinely injured, and the anti-monitors did not believe that Barbatos could maintain such a transmission for long.
"Supreme Little Superman!" the monkey roared excitedly, his eyes blazing with heat as he poured it into Barbatos's eyes. Then, he pursed his lips and bit the dragon's mouth.
This is exactly how monkeys fight, and all of these feelings are synchronized with the anti-monitor.
"Friend!" shouted the Supreme Little Super Monkey, "You bad anti-monitor, your friend will help you beat him up."
Despite this, the Anti-Monitor held out until Superman the Supreme, with his monkey rear end sticking out, fell like a meteor, crushing half of Barbatos's face with unparalleled force.
The counter-surveillance agent was silent for half a second.
"Watcher, what are your plans now?"
He said.
(End of this chapter)
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