rpbooks Chapter 652 Chong, I am a puppet, but you are not!
Chapter 652 Chong, I am a puppet, but you are not!
Chapter 652 Chong, I am a puppet, but you... are not!
"It's killing me! It ...!"
Chen Tao was filled with unease.
With just one punch, Parallax Morhal nearly shattered Barbatos' entire Dark Multiverse Legion.
A whole bunch of random characters: a female version of Wonder Woman, a Hawkman version of Superman, a combination of a chemical waste monster and a shrewd man, a Green Lantern with a red light, a Robin with a steel skull on his chest...
These flawed products of the Dark Multiverse, each one having been poured into its own universe, fell like wheat being harvested, struck by Parallax Morhal.
Although they were under Barbatos's command—that they would not perish as long as Barbatos lived—this punch still temporarily rendered them unable to fight.
"That's enough!"
Then Parallax Morhal looked up.
In the endless spatial turbulence, he saw the Anti-Monitor Dragon swaying, its long body and huge wings flapping behind it, purple lightning swirling around its body, illuminating its bullet-shaped armored head in purple.
Countless clown dragons surrounded the Anti-Monitor Dragon, baring their teeth and behaving wickedly at Parallax Demon Hal. But when Hal actually focused his gaze on these monsters, they fled in fear to the Anti-Monitor Dragon.
"Go back, Hal, I sincerely tell you this:"
The anti-monitor dragon issued a deafening warning: "The act of traversing the trans-time stream is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and the order of the trans-time stream cannot be challenged."
"Say my name."
Then the Anti-Monitor Dragon heard Parallax Morhal's voice: "Do you know who I am?"
The anti-monitor dragon sighed.
Like Hal, he is trapped in the hypertime stream, and his physical body is still encased in the reinforced concrete of the infinite Earth crisis.
Even though the timeline has been shaken to its current state, the Crisis on Infinite Earths, as the earliest foundation and the first crisis that laid the basis for the entire multiverse, remains as solid as a rock, without the slightest sign of weakening.
For so many years, the Anti-Monitor has never succeeded in shaking this history. No matter what he does, this rock that bears the history of the entire multiverse will remain unchanged.
His closest brush with success was when he attempted to descend into the Dark Multiverse using the mortal Möbius, but ultimately crashed into Barbatos, resulting in failure. This is the entire multiverse preventing the Anti-Monitor's return; this limitation exists not only in the timeline but also in the latest timeline.
If possible, the Anti-Monitors would certainly prefer Parallax Malfurion to escape the constraints of the Hypertime Flow. The reason the history of Crisis on Infinite Earths cannot be changed is entirely due to "latecomers" like Parallax Malfurion. Their major events are like newly constructed layers on top of Crisis on Infinite Earths. If Malfurion were gone, it would be like losing a major layer, which would undoubtedly make the Anti-Monitors' escape much easier.
But it's a pity.
The Antimonitor knows he is not the one who can make these decisions. Although he now appears to be the commander of the entire Dark Multiverse, with the three Batmen of the Dark Knights bowing to him, he is still a puppet.
The Anti-Monitor Dragon sensed Barbatos's control emanating from within its body. Barbatos realized that it had been exchanging a few more meaningless words with the other party, talking for so long without actually taking action. So it bypassed the Anti-Monitor's will, forcibly took control of the body, and launched an attack on Parallax Mohal.
boom!
One punch!
Parallax Mohal's fist flashed green light and exploded on the Anti-Monitor Dragon's fist. Almost simultaneously, the Anti-Monitor Dragon cursed inwardly.
Barbatos without a mother, a dog-like thing. His current clone of the Anti-Monitor has been completely transformed by Barbatos's divine power, becoming his dog, ptooey, dog god, no, servant god. Logically speaking, since he obeyed Barbatos's orders to fight Parallax Morhal, the power consumed in the battle should be provided by Barbatos.
And that is indeed the case. The power they used in the battle at the World Forge was indeed provided by Barbatos. That place was Barbatos' lair, containing not only the corpses of the World Forgers but also his million-strong army, making him almost invincible.
But this time, Barbatos is controlling his body and forcibly demanding energy from the Anti-Monitor's main body upstream of the Hypertime Stream. Yes, you can refuse to give energy to the Anti-Monitor upstream of the Hypertime Stream, but this clone of yours, which you managed to move normally downstream of the Hypertime Stream, is about to be destroyed by Parallax Morhal's fist.
You see if I dare, you guess if I dare, let's make a bet. If you have the guts, don't transfer energy and let your clone perish!
This looks like extortion, but it really is. However, the Anti-Monitor ultimately accepted the extortion. He couldn't give up the Anti-Monitor Dragon, which was his only remaining hope for the journey beyond time. In order to protect this clone, he was even willing to make it nominally serve as Barbatos's dog. The Anti-Monitor could endure such a humiliation, so what was a little bit of borrowing energy?
Although the Anti-Monitor knew that once he accepted the coercion, it would likely become commonplace for him to rely on Barbatos for energy in future battles, he couldn't afford to gamble. If Barbatos made a mistake, he would only lose a useful dog, but for the Anti-Monitor, all his previous investments would be wasted, and he didn't know when the next opportunity would come.
This is terrible, this is terrible...
"drink!"
Hal charged forward like a storm, and endless green light burst forth from his body, making him stand there like a green sun.
He grabbed the Anti-Monitor Dragon's tail and pulled it back sharply, punching it in the face. The Anti-Monitor Dragon struggled desperately.
With the second punch, the armor on the face of the Anti-Monitor Dragon was torn apart inch by inch. The Anti-Monitor Dragon gritted its teeth, then turned its head and bit Parallax Mohal's forearm.
Although biting doesn't seem like something a sixth-dimensional god would do, it's currently the most effective attack method for the Anti-Monitor clone that has transformed into the Barbatos Dragon.
This isn't acting like a dog; it's a last resort.
This was the opportunity he had been waiting for. After all, his only goal was to stop Hal from coming down from the Hypertime Stream, not to fight him to a draw.
All he needs to do now is keep his opponent occupied, and then someone will cut the fifth-dimensional power that Batman throws at him. Once the chains are cut, without anyone's help, Parallax Morhal, even with his immense strength, won't be able to get down on his own, and their goal will be achieved.
As the anti-monitor dragon thought this, he clenched his teeth.
But then he froze. He had expected to hear Hal's screams. He knew that even if the Parallax Demon Hal had been bitten like that, he couldn't have escaped unscathed. Although he had become Barbatos's servant, he was still an avatar directly controlled by the sixth-dimensional god.
Like Barbatos, he possesses the power essence of a sixth-dimensional god. His bite not only carries Barbatos' dark matter energy but also the antimatter energy that the Antimonitor originally possessed.
Parallax Demon Hal should have been in excruciating pain...
Then the Anti-Monitor Dragon met Parallax Mohal's indifferent eyes.
Strands of energy flowed from his forearm, which had been bitten by the Anti-Monitor. The energy, which was as viscous as electric plasma and emitted a green light, was almost equivalent to Parallax Mohal's blood.
Then he saw Parallax Morhal looking down at him with pity.
"How tragic, Möbius," he said.
He held one hand across his chest, using his forearm to block the Anti-Monitor Dragon's bites, while his other hand was always wrapped with the chains that Batman used to pull him to the real world.
At this moment, his hands were both full, but he tilted his head back high and then let his forearms hang down naturally.
"How tragic, Möbius. The last time we met was during Crisis on Infinite Earths." Upon hearing this, the Anti-Monitor immediately sensed something was wrong.
He loosened his grip, trying to escape Parallax Mohal's arm, which was constantly leaking light from his bite. But as soon as he loosened his grip and slightly turned his body to try to escape, he saw that huge hand, which seemed to blot out the sky, suddenly reach out to him and grab his neck!
"The terrifying demon king who once destroyed countless positive matter universes and oppressed the entire multiverse, the infamous Anti-Monitor Möbius, has fallen to this state."
He heard Parallax say, "A memorable moment, I crushed the Anti-Monitor Serpent with one hand."
"Help!" the anti-surveillance worker shouted a warning, and then his world became violently blurred.
a bit!
Parallax Mohal gripped the Anti-Monitor Dragon by the neck, then leaned back and slammed his head into the Anti-Monitor's face with all his might, almost smashing his head into his neck.
The anti-monitor's armor was completely shattered, and the inhuman face beneath it had been smashed flat by this unparalleled force. Facial features, eyes, nose—all were unnecessary bumps on a smooth sphere. Parallax Mohal was now acting as a miracle doctor, bringing the face back to life and immediately turning it into a flat plain.
"Whoa, you..."
The anti-monitor dragon struggled desperately, and then he saw the other side tilt its head back.
"No, no...no..."
The anti-monitor dragon fell silent at the last moment.
He laughed heartily, and then said:
"Fuck you, Barbatos."
Oh, by the way, Barbatos doesn't have a mother; he was created by the World Founder. The Anti-Monitor does have a mother, who's currently hanging on the wall.
boom!
Two!
The anti-monitor dragon was speechless; his face now resembled that of a cat that had accidentally bumped into a wall, or a dried-out persimmon.
Damn it, why aren't Brainiac and the Black Death making a move?
Then he was lifted up and saw Parallax Mohal's face: "Say my name."
"Who are you……"
In an instant, a green hand suddenly stretched out from the void, covered with sharp barbs, and swiftly reached for the chain on Parallax Morhal's other hand. At the same moment, a sharp scythe also slashed towards Parallax Morhal, blocking his next move.
Brainiac and the Black Death finally made their move, and almost at the same time, the Dark Multiverse Legion, whose bodies had been nearly destroyed by Parallax Morhal's punch but whose corpses were still floating in the vast spatial turbulence, suddenly had black light shining from each of their bodies.
Endless dark matter energy emanated from their bodies, sparkling like stars, drawing them into the body of the Anti-Monitor Dragon as if birds were returning to their nest. The dragon's injuries were instantly healed, and it then unleashed a fierce attack on Hal.
But none of this could stop Hal.
The counter-surveillance agents know.
He chuckled softly.
The next second, a heavy fist wrapped in green light slammed into the face of the Anti-Monitor Dragon, causing his face to cave in.
He flew backward like a cannonball, and then saw a green light flash on Parallax Mohal. He grabbed the scythe flying towards him and broke it in two like a twig.
He heard Death groan, and Hal swung his fist, as big as a sandbag, and beat Death until it howled.
Brainiac's outstretched claw was sliced in two by Hal, who used his fingers as a knife. Hal then grabbed the enormous green hand and crushed it into dust with his bare hands.
Brainiac did not let out any screams; it was essentially an artificial intelligence rather than a flesh-and-blood organism, a fact that remained unchanged even after it had evolved infinitely.
He created several blue energy shields in succession, which actually slowed Hal down slightly before shattering into dust and bouncing off like guardrails blocking a train's path.
Countless tiny metal tentacles emerged from the void, attempting to burrow into Parallax Mohal's body, only to be dissolved and reduced to ashes by the green light emanating from his palms.
It's useless, it's all useless now.
Barbatos's obstruction, Brainiac's sneak attack, and the Black Death Emperor's pronouncement—none of these could stop this little green bird from running towards freedom.
He yanked the chain violently, propelling himself directly into the future beyond the timeline.
No one could stand a chance against him. The anti-monitor dragon floated in the air, watching Hal rush toward the portal to that space.
"Charge! Charge!" he thought slowly. "Well done. I'm a puppet, but you're not."
He yelled and cursed, "You're trash, Hal, you're trash, you know that?"
The anti-monitor dragon knew that Hal would be furious about this.
Rage, keep raging. If among all the powerful beings suppressed in this trans-timeline, there is anyone who could escape, it must be you.
Charge! Charge through... The Anti-Monitor Dragon thought, and at that moment I actually understood Batman trying to rush into the Light Multiverse.
However, at that moment, he saw the Emperor Joker appear behind Parallax Morhal.
(End of this chapter)