radiothebook Chapter 378 The Black Death Emperor, terrifying, run! The Yellow Light Ring has reversed its directi
Chapter 378 The Black Death Emperor, terrifying, run! The Yellow Light Ring has reversed its directi
Chapter 378 The Black Death Emperor, terrifying, run! The Yellow Light Ring turns against Batman.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Die die die die die die die die...! !!! !
Mongo felt a chill run down his spine.
The yellow-skinned little giant had already made all sorts of deals with many different beings. In his time with the Seneca Legion, Mongo had seen monsters stronger, more terrifying, greater, and more ancient than himself—more than he had seen in the rest of his life combined.
Aside from Carona, who proactively offered to cooperate, and the Minotaur partner, the First Lantern, who came from Sinestro, plus Anton A. Kane, whom he finally contacted through Night Owl and Deathstorm, Mongo believed he had gained a basic understanding of the powers of these monsters…
They typically possess hidden and special powers that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, but they are usually imprisoned or only dare to accumulate power in dark corners, or something simply restrains them, preventing them from using their full strength.
This is perfectly normal. If they could walk openly into the sunlight, they would have been as infamous as Darkseid long ago, instead of Mongo only recognizing them now.
While the cooperative relationship between them appeared to be that of the funded party, Mongo was well aware that he always held the reins. Those hiding in the shadows were powerless to interfere in matters of the day, and Mongo was their representative. Their relationship was one of equality, and Mongo even subtly held the upper hand over them.
Not everyone who walks in the sunlight is as capable as Mongo of fulfilling the demands of those lurking in the shadows. For example, consider the attack on the Shadow Cabinet by Genie I. If any random nobody confidently told Genie I they could do it, would Genie I believe them?
That's why Mongo dared to oppress these shadowy figures with impunity. No matter how powerful you were or how great your achievements were, now you're nothing but trash hiding in the shadows.
What do you want me to do for you?
They offered me a bargaining chip that moved me deeply.
Mongo had always thought so, and he never considered any other possibility.
but now……
Not the same.
The first to let out a shriek was Anton A. Kane. It was no longer a broken threat, or a low, hoarse voice.
The skinned frog suddenly jumped up, letting out a scream: "You...how could you...ah!!!"
Mongo was no longer involved; in that black mist space connected by spirit, he simply watched as things unfolded.
Anton Akane fled at the mere sight of the enemy.
On that face, with its stiff muscles, a mixture of disgust, envy, jealousy, and resentment was on display.
Mongo knew that expression all too well. There was a time when he and his mother were the weak, wandering the desert, scavenging food that others didn't want, desperately trying to survive. As a child, Mongo looked at his people who were born noble and powerful, and he knew that their expressions were just like that.
Immediately afterwards...
"what?"
The veil of darkness within that mental space was torn open. It was as if someone had ripped a piece of paper and was curiously observing the world behind it.
"you……"
In the shadows, Mongo saw a colossal white skeleton stretching across the starry sky. The skeleton's fingers tightened, and the whole world trembled, as if unable to withstand this immense force.
Mongo desperately tried to sever the mental space created by his first contact with Anton A. Kane.
This is a death force connection built through the power of decay and darkness, just as the King of Life, Michael Sheen, can remotely connect to Animal Warrior through the life network of all living beings.
This black mental space also has some of Mongo's authority; it was originally supposed to be a connection that Mongo could disconnect if he wanted to.
But Mongo can't do anything right now.
Rumble rumble rumble rumble...
Although Anton A. Kane turned and ran without hesitation, it was clear that he did not get very far.
His hideous body, resembling a skinned frog, struggled in the endless, deep darkness surrounding him.
The master of the decaying blackness, or rather, the future master who had not yet fully grasped it, let out a low, hoarse hiss: "We'll keep to ourselves..."
"You...you...you..."
Mongo was getting cold again, as if he had fallen into a cold lake in winter.
The whispers echoed in his ears: "The power of death... interesting..."
Then Mongo heard a muffled groan. It seemed that Anton Akai hadn't suffered any immediate loss. But the next second, he felt a splitting headache, causing Mongo to let out a violent scream!
"what!"
In reality, Mongo, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, suddenly jumped up, clutching his head. He then slammed his head against the wall next to him, and the wall and bed collapsed instantly, torn to shreds like tofu by his superhuman strength. However, Mongo did not get any better after making this venting action. He held his head, and lines of bloody tears spurted from his face, looking extremely gruesome.
"No!"
He began to wail. The only saving grace was that the rooms in the Senestor Legion's war fortress were well soundproofed, and Mongo was, after all, staying in the Legion's second-in-command's private room, which was completely unoccupied next door.
Otherwise, with his howling, he would have attracted people long ago.
But Mongo wasn't in the mood to care about any of that right now. He was still clutching his head and wailing.
Even with his slow reaction time, he realized something: there must be some being from beyond the universe that, unable to break through to the material universe, was using his body as a medium to project its power into the material universe.
But the problem is... his medium is clearly unable to withstand this power!
"Stop...stop it!"
But no one paid any attention to Mongo's roar. It was only because of Mongo's body, which was as strong as Superman's, that even when he was used as a conduit for a massive amount of power that he could not control, he was only injured and did not completely lose his ability to resist.
He dared not face the possible presence of Seneca in this state, so Mongo dared not smash the room to vent his pain. Instead, he could only punch his own chest again and again, using brute force to relieve the intense pain that the violent death force was filling his body.
"Huffing and puffing, huffing and puffing..."
Mongo gasped for breath, but even so, he couldn't stop his body from turning a large area of the bluish color of a dead creature, and then his entire face began to skeletalize.
The muscles shrank and contracted, becoming like dried fruit, and the whispers became clearer.
Mongo did not lose consciousness; he could still clearly sense what was happening in that mental space.
Anton Arkan sacrificed a small section of his little finger. The future Lord of Decay escaped, and the small section of his thumb that he discarded was less a result of the Black Death Emperor forcing him to leave, and more a result of the Lord of Decay's unwillingness to entangle with the Black Death Emperor, so he voluntarily severed his tail to survive.
"You..." Mongo's eyes widened.
You ran so fast?
In short, regardless of what Mongo was thinking, Anton Akai, who had just been acting like a "big boss is giving you a job" type, decisively abandoned a portion of his power as bait and then disappeared without a trace.
"Anton!" Mongo tried to call out Anton Akane's name. Facing the Black Death Emperor, whose friend or foe was unknown, this ally with whom he had just established contact was at least someone he could communicate with.
"Who is he? You should at least..."
However, Anton completely ignored Mongo and ran away without looking back. Soon, his body, like a skinned frog, disappeared into the black edge of the mental space.
"interesting……"
Mongo felt the Black Death Emperor pick up the severed limb that Anton A. Kane had discarded, followed by a chilling chewing sound. Accompanied by a satisfied hum from the Black Death Emperor, he sat down like an elegant nobleman, taking it for granted as he ate the exquisitely prepared macarons, then grinding the biscuits and filling together with his molars.
Immediately afterwards, the other person picked their teeth, thought briefly, and then...
Mongo felt the other person turn their gaze to him.
呲la.
High in the sky, a giant skeleton tore through the darkness, looking down at Mongo.
Mongo's heart nearly stopped.
"What can I do for you, sir?"
However, under such circumstances, Mongo did not collapse and kneel down.
The Cosmic Tyrant has always been a powerful being, just as he once said. It's not terrible to be weak, but it's truly terrifying to be weak and not dare to become strong, to lose the will to become strong.
No matter the situation, Mongo always strives to become the strongest. This is why he was able to become the master of the war-torn world, a tyrant renowned throughout the universe, by stepping over the corpses of countless of his own kind.
He asked loudly, "What do you want?"
no respond.
Mongo shouted:
"You cannot enter the material universe!"
He almost abandoned fear; no, or rather, Mongo both feared and longed for it.
"You can't come to the material universe, you need my help! Only I can help you, others aren't qualified, they're not powerful enough, and they have their own interests, but only I, my interests are aligned with yours, we have a basis for cooperation!"
In fact, Mongo had no idea who the Black Death Emperor was, nor did he understand that his ultimate goal was to destroy all life in the entire universe.
But that's what Mongo said. From the bottom of his heart, with utmost sincerity.
Sometimes, being able to fool yourself in a second is a skill, a talent that others cannot understand.
"cooperate?"
Then he heard the voice of the Black Death Emperor.
"There's something familiar about you..."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to be your messenger." Mongo spoke faster and faster, gradually calming down and beginning to shake off his fear.
"It was purely coincidental that you were able to communicate with me this time. If you hadn't chosen me to help you, who knows when you'd be able to communicate with the material universe again? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Can."
When the message of the Black Death Emperor appeared in Mongo's mind, he felt his heart pounding, even though he didn't have such a thing in his mental space.
"but……"
However, the Black Death Emperor's next words made Mongo nervous. Just as he was about to ask something, he suddenly felt an itch in his chest. Then, a large mass of dark blue energy detached from Mongo's spiritual body and desperately fled towards the outside of the black space.
"Carona... an old friend..."
Mongo heard the Black Death Emperor's intermittent voice:
"Why did you run away when you saw me?"
Mongo was startled and horrified.
This is a spiritual space created purely by spiritual power communicating with the decaying darkness. Therefore, anyone appearing here must be a spiritual energy being. However, he had no idea when Karona had integrated a portion of his spiritual energy into his body.
He had no idea, which meant that if Carona wanted to, he could manipulate himself to do something at a crucial moment...
Mongo grew angrier the more he thought about it. Damn Carona, there wasn't a single good person among those damned Guardians of the Universe!
"An old friend..."
Karona's spiritual energy form completely ignored the Black Death Emperor's call and disappeared into the edge of the black space without looking back.
(Note: The Black Death and Charonna once crossed paths. Charonna once observed the mysteries of the origin of the universe. Although it was rumored that observing the origin of the universe would bring great disaster, Charonna's thirst for knowledge ultimately overcame his awe. He built a machine to reverse time to observe the process of the universe's emergence. Immediately afterwards, he saw a giant hand, and then the machine exploded. This act directly led to the emergence of the multiverse and the birth of the matter-antimatter universe.)
He remained incorrigible, and eventually his companions, the little blue people, exiled him in the form of pure energy.
Thus, Calona was exiled to the world of the dead. It was during this time that he communicated with the Black Death, leading the Black Death to conceive the idea of invading the main universe. Also, because of Calona's presence in the world of the dead, a rift appeared in the DC universe. From then on, the Black Death used this rift to interfere with the development of the main universe and infiltrate it with his own power, ultimately succeeding in the Darkest Night.
The Black Death Emperor finally turned his attention to Mongo:
"You say you'll do things for me? Very well."
"Find me a man named William Hand."
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Meanwhile, on Earth.
Chen Tao appeared on the territory of the crime syndicate, and Death Storm was responsible for receiving him.
"Your leader is super powerful..."
But before Chen Tao could finish speaking, a yellow light ring suddenly flew out of Death Storm's body and landed right in front of Chen Tao.
Chen Tao: ?
He met Death Storm's gaze, and for a moment the situation became somewhat awkward.
Good heavens, this is the first time he's ever seen a yellow light ring reverse.
(End of this chapter)