radiothebook Chapter 270 Supreme Superman: Batman is Extremely Evil
Chapter 270 Supreme Superman: Batman is Extremely Evil
Chapter 270 Supreme Superman: Batman is Extremely Evil
"We're just out on business; is it really necessary to dismiss all your disciples?"
Chen Tao said.
At this moment, Bain's group of monks and various people dressed in strange costumes were carrying backpacks and bags. Chen Tao even saw someone carrying a stick with a small floral cloth package on their back, making it look like Tom was being kicked out of the house by his mistress in "Tom and Jerry".
"I did this to protect them," Bane said. "I shared the power of the Corrupted Black with them, but without my protection, their situation would be extremely dangerous."
"Danger?" Chen Tao asked. "Tell me more. Is there anything I'm not clear about?"
Bain glared at him: "You show me so little concern."
Chen Tao wasn't sure if the other person was being sarcastic, as if the subtext was saying, "Look, even the famous Batman isn't all-knowing and all-powerful," but it seemed like it was just his imagination.
In short, Bain continued:
"I thought that someone as cautious as you would have heard about the monster attacks on the mountain people in recent months."
No, not at all.
Chen Tao remained expressionless. He was so busy he had no time to pay attention to such things.
He's not God; he doesn't know everything that's happening in the world in a second. The story of monsters eating people might be well-known in the Himalayas, but the world is so vast, and so many things happen every day. It's incredibly difficult for something to become known worldwide.
However, Chen Tao pretended to know about it and nodded, saying, "I thought it was just a rumor, but it has something to do with your situation."
Chen Tao used a question format, but with an affirmative tone.
Bain nodded:
"Perhaps this always happens when every user of the power of decay reaches a certain level of strength. My acquisition and exploration of the power of decay attracted the Three Hunters, the Three Hunters of decay."
He said, "Do you remember the first time we teamed up?"
"I remember," Chen Tao said. "We joined forces to fight against Jason, the plant master who was controlled by the three hunters of the Corrupted Black."
"The Three Hunters are messengers of the Corruption Black. They have no concept of death; even if they are destroyed, they will be reborn in the Corruption Black. These three beasts submit to the true controller of the Corruption Black, Anton Akane."
Bain said, "And Anton Arkan wants to completely control the Corrupted Black, replacing the authority of the Corrupted Council with his own will..."
Chen Tao understood what this meant: the green of all things has a council of trees, the red of all living beings has a council of totems, and the black of decay also has a council of decay.
If we take the Crimson of All Beings as an analogy, even though Chen Tao and Killer Croc, who are already powerful enough to control the Crimson of All Beings, can completely ignore the orders of the Totem Council, they have never thought of completely erasing the existence of the Totem Council.
The most important reason is that, despite their various flaws, the animal heads of the Totem Council are ultimately the cornerstone of maintaining the red of all living beings.
They maintain the normal development of the red of all beings to ensure that the red of life does not expand endlessly and disrupt the balance of the three basic natural forces.
They are a self-correcting mechanism of the Crimson Beings, limiting its terrifying, evil, bloody, and cruel aspects.
The same applies to the Corruption Black, but now it's out of control. The Corruption Council is completely destroyed, and Anton Akane holds absolute power.
The decaying blackness completely lost its ability to self-correct and fell into a state of unrestricted expansion that lasted for over a century.
"They will never allow the Black Decay to have another powerful ruler besides Akane...like me."
Bain shook his head: "So you're probably wondering why I didn't continue searching for my father."
"Logically speaking, even if I didn't get any useful leads in the Caribbean, I should still continue the investigation."
"I've never been one to give up easily, at least I shouldn't have come to the Himalayas to live in seclusion."
"So that's the reason. The truth is, I can't go anymore. My control over the Black Decay has exceeded a certain limit, which has attracted the frenzied attack of the Three Hunters of the Black Decay."
"They may not be able to do anything to me, but they can leave a trail of blood wherever I go. I've found myself to be a messenger of death, bringing only death and misfortune wherever I go."
Bain watched as the monks and the strangely dressed people lined up to leave the temple gates.
"So I went into seclusion in the Himalayas to try to solve the problem of the Three Hunters of the Corruption. During this time, these people became my disciples for various reasons. I bestowed upon them the power of the Corruption, both for experimentation and instruction. I also protected them so that they would not be harmed by the Three Hunters even when they were by my side."
"They all basically possess a little bit of the power of the Corrupting Black, and even those users who haven't been infected by the power of the Corrupting Black still possess some of the Green of All Things and the Red of All Beings. The power they possess is too little for the Corrupting Black to have the energy to deliberately seize from each of them, but if they were to gather together—"
"A pile of coins scattered throughout a huge city won't attract anyone's attention, but if they're piled up together, you'll definitely be willing to bend down and pick them up."
Bain said, "Once I leave with you, they'll become a pile of coins without a protector. Although the individual 'denominations' are small, they'll still be happily pocketed by the Three Hunters. So it's better to disperse them while I'm still here. The Three Hunters can sense me; they won't attack those who leave."
Chen Tao turned to look at the witch Radhama and the dead man: "What about the other two?"
"The rotten blackness within them is too strong; it's no longer just coins, but hundred-dollar bills. Letting them out will attract the attention of the Three Hunters, so whatever Batman you need me to do for you, I have to take them with me."
The dead man and the witch Radhama solemnly clasped their hands together and said, "Please."
Chen Tao looked at the two of them, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Sure, sure. Two people who wield the power of decay? The more the merrier." Chen Tao turned to Bain and said, "I don't think you need to dismiss your disciples. It's such a waste. You can make the most of them—cough, I mean, you can have them help you."
Bain shook his head: "Their power is really too little. If you need the power of the Black Decay to do something for you, there's no need to bring them along. The three of us are enough."
Bain asked, "So, what exactly is it?"
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This is the Origin Wall.
This place should have been a desolate edge of the universe, a peaceful and quiet deserted land.
But at that moment, a series of chilling roars echoed around the walls.
"Ah...ah...I'm going to kill you all...all of you..."
The voice was hoarse and somber, but upon closer listening, it came from a young and delicate voice.
This voice should have produced a warm and gentle sound that would make people feel warm inside, but now, the owner of this voice only makes people feel physically warm inside.
He is the Supreme Superman, a monster who survived the universe's reboot. The Mite of Meditation calls him the Nameless Dark One, and at this moment, he is imprisoned on this enormous wall, which is so vast that it is unimaginable.
The Supreme Superman struggled with his body, and although there was no concept of day and night around the Origin Wall, this was still something he did every now and then.
Although he knew that such an approach would be futile, driven by immense anger, he was no longer rational.
"You bunch of inherently evil so-called heroes... Aaaaaaah, my world!"
After a frenzied roar, and after an unknown amount of time, Superman finally calmed down. He had no idea how long he had been trapped on the Origin Wall, how many times the universe had restarted, or even how blurred his sense of time had become.
Sometimes he even envied the unknown creatures that were buried deep within the Origin Wall, envying that they had completely lost their ability to perceive the outside world, envying that they didn't have to feel everything outside like he did, who was buried on the surface of the wall, yet unable to break free.
But... it doesn't matter anymore.
In the shimmering void, the Supreme Superman's red eyes gleamed.
No matter how many times the universe reboots, one day, inevitably, he will return, and that will be the end of those bastards. All he has to do now is wait…
Ok?
Superman looked up and saw a portal appear in the air not far away. Batman, Bane, his two apprentices, and two corpses appeared in front of him.
The Supreme Little Superman immediately sensed the thick, decaying black power emanating from the two corpses.
He was instantly delighted, but didn't show it to the other man. He looked at Batman: "I think you may have changed your mind."
"That's right." Chen Tao nodded happily and said, "Supreme Little Superman, congratulations on getting it for free."
"...?" Superman felt something was off. When he last met Batman, he felt that Batman seemed a bit strange and abnormal after this universe reboot, and was not the same as the one he knew before.
However, the longing to escape his cage ultimately made Superman not interested in investigating the strange things about Batman. After all, everyone would die after he got out, so what difference would it make if Batman was a little more ridiculous?
His gaze was fixed on the two corpses. He immediately realized what Batman was trying to do.
Batman, as always, continues to surprise people.
"Are you sure you only need those two corpses to pull this guy off the wall?" Superman Supreme heard Bane say.
Wait a minute. Bain?
Superman Supreme couldn't understand how these two enemies had ended up together, and Bane seemed to possess the power of the Corrupted Black—what the hell was that...?
But that's not the point. The point is that he quickly realized that Batman and Bane were now in cahoots, and immediately a huge wave of disgust surged through him.
Ugh! This universe is beyond saving. Superheroes are constantly teaming up with evil villains; it's too dark, too evil. These people aren't even human anymore! This world deserves destruction!!!
But now the primary goal is to get himself off the wall so that he will have the ability and opportunity to purify this damned world.
Despite his utter disgust, Superman didn't show it. Instead, he said normally, "Your thinking is completely correct. Using the power of the Corrupting Black can indeed pull me off the wall, but..."
He glanced at the two corpses, emanating a dark, decaying power: "But if it's these two corpses..."
Superman originally wanted to subtly tell Batman that the Origin Wall was not such a simple thing, that he thought two mere corpses of the decaying black power could pull him off the wall.
That's not enough, not nearly enough.
Superman the Youngster genuinely wants to get down from the wall; at least on the point of pulling him off the wall, he and Batman are now on the same page.
But before he could say anything, he saw Batman standing behind Bane, winking at him.
"?"
What does this mean?
Although Superman didn't immediately grasp Batman's meaning, he wisely stopped the previous topic and started talking about some irrelevant nonsense while keeping an eye on Batman's movements.
The other party remained silent, but coughed lightly, stood behind Bane, looked at him, and then lingered on the Origin Wall for a moment.
At first, the Supreme Superman didn't realize what the other party meant, but he quickly understood.
Hey!
Those two corpses weren't the ones responsible for pulling him off the wall; Bane was.
They were so close that Superman Supreme could already sense the immense, decaying black power within Bane, far exceeding that of the two corpses. This power made it far more likely to pull Bane off the wall than the two corpses.
"It's alright, Bane. You don't need to do anything."
Then he heard Batman say to Bane, "Once we pull Superman the Great off, Zombie Black and Zombie Hairy Man will basically be stuck to the wall, but that's only temporary. Trust me, I'll be able to pull them off once this is over."
The Supreme Little Superman felt a chill run down his spine.
He knew that the one who would eventually be stuck to the Origin Wall was not one of those two mindless zombies, but Bane, who was currently having a pleasant conversation with Batman.
Batman, you have such a cruel heart. Superman looked at Bane standing next to Batman, nodding repeatedly, like a pig completely unaware of its own fate.
You idiot! Batman has already sold you out. He's definitely left a way to control you, and then he'll use you to swap me off the Source Wall, making you his scapegoat.
As for rescuing Bane from the Origin Wall? That's pure fantasy.
The amount of Corruption within Batman is negligible. Even if he had the courage to replace it himself, he couldn't possibly remove Bane. And Batman knows this, so how could he possibly save Bane? The result of Bane trusting Batman is that he is forever sealed to the Source Wall.
Superman the Supreme figured out Batman's plan in his mind, and he almost trembled.
Evil, so evil, utterly evil.
"What? Don't worry, as long as you get the Supreme Little Superman off me first, no matter how many corpses are stuck to it, I can get them all off without losing a single hair. I've already planned everything."
Superman Superman listened to Batman's boastful talk and looked at Bane with a little more pity.
Poor guy, completely fooled by Batman. But I'll kill Batman when I get down here, that'll be revenge for you.
"Anyway, I'm just showing you the route now, for when the real battle begins..."
Batman left with Bane again, but Superman the Younger wasn't angry at all.
He knew he would be released soon; he had waited so long, what difference would a little longer make?
Batman seemed determined to unleash himself, completely unaware of the beast he was about to unleash.
When he is freed from his cage... when he is freed from his cage, everyone will tremble at his feet.
The Origin Wall returned to calm once more. This time, even the Supreme Superman remained silent and waited patiently...
Waiting for the final end of everything.
Alien from American comics
Duwa is transported to the world of American comics and finds himself with an alien creature by his side.
"Let's set a small goal first: I want to build a universe with aliens!"
In Marvel's multiverse.
Iron Man, clad in his anti-alien armor, descends from the sky: "Sorry, Dewar, I have to stop you."
Wolverine from Days of Future Past looked grief-stricken: "Mutants shouldn't be part of your race."
Kang the Conqueror looked at the large number of alien Kangs who had infiltrated his dynasty and remained silent.
In DC multi-dimensional.
Superman is being attacked by several Superman-like aliens and shouts, "Bring out the Kryptonite cannon!"
Batman, desperately fighting off an alien, asks the existential question: "Do you bleed? Oh, you bleed acid."
Green Lantern, relentlessly pursued by aliens wearing various colored lantern rings across dozens of galaxies, was utterly frustrated: "Why do these freaks get to be Lanterns?!"
As Duwa led his alien army into various multiverses, capturing gods to use as incubation vessels, he looked around.
"It seems like something terrible has happened."
(End of this chapter)