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Chapter 679 The Death of a Family Will Be Repeated Today! Crisis on Earth 1

Chapter 679 The death of a family will be repeated today! Countdown to the crisis on Earth 1

When Parallax Mohal regained consciousness, he felt as if he were bound tightly from head to toe, like a living rice dumpling.

Beside him was the equally pitiful first Lantern Knight.

Okay, looks like this is the losers' alliance time, all the losers are here.

Parallax Mohal had thought he was going to be killed, but it seemed that the Emperor and the Joker had no such intention.

Oh, by the way, the Losers' Alliance now has a third member.

Hal focused his attention, sensing something before noticing a small lump in the corner...

Ok.

It looks like a person's head is there, or rather, the head of a dead person.

The head had its eyes closed and its face was deathly pale, but through the green of its willpower, Hal could sense that the other party was still conscious.

Parallax Mohal doesn't recognize William Hand; it's the Parallax Mohal from the Zero Timeline, while the William Hand from the main universe only makes his first appearance on the Darkest Night.

In "Secret Origins," the event in which Hal and Sinestro team up to protect William Hand from the premature cancellation of his account by the Red Light Lord Atositas is a reimagining of history after "Zero Hour."

Simply put, the road where "Hal knows William" is a new road built after the Zero Hour Incident, while the road where "he doesn't know" is an old road.

Therefore, Hal did not recognize him at this time, and the memories implanted in him by the time-travel did not match this face.

Hal looked up and surveyed his surroundings.

He found nothing that could prove where they were.

They are now in some kind of huge white room, which must have been created by humans. Where did the Emperor Joker send them?

Hal wanted to feel whether the antimatter cosmic energy within his body had disappeared or been completely drained.

But he couldn't do any of that. He felt weaker than ever before. The Emperor Joker had somehow prevented him from using any of his powers, and now he was as frail as the little boy who had seen his father crash.

He had to save himself.

He stood up from the ground, trying to hunch his back.

Those black ropes didn't look like real ropes; they were more like some kind of abstract, imaginative creation.

But when he tried to get up, the ropes tightened around his body, constricting violently and almost drawing blood.

Parallax Morhal struggled against the intense pain, arching his back, and after a long attempt, he finally succeeded.

He turned his head slightly and saw the first Lantern Knight lying not far away.

The first Lantern was half-dead, lying there like a dead dog. Its body, which was originally translucent and had countless seven-colored meridians, now looked like a white transparent plastic bag covered with black garbage.

The room was pure white, and it seemed like there was nowhere to go out; it was also very spacious.

Hal found the edge of the room, but in his current state, he was no match for the prison.

Hal's anger was burning fiercely. He slammed his shoulder against the pure white wall in front of him, trying to break a hole or something, but unfortunately the place remained motionless and made no sound.

He looked around again, but this time he saw a sea-blue button not far away.

A blue button, blue buttons that appear randomly.

Parallax Morhal, writhing on the ground like a maggot, turned his head to look at the first Lantern, who looked like a dead dog, and William Hand, who was dead but still in a black-light corpse state.

Without hesitation, he crawled over and pressed the button. He couldn't do anything else, could he?

Glug glug glug glug glug...

As he pressed the button, a voice rang in his ears, and Parallax Mohal turned his head to see William Hand's head, which had been lying on the ground, suddenly begin to shake uncontrollably.

Then suddenly the head rose up.

Meanwhile, the ceilings and walls of the surrounding pure white room opened up one after another. When Parallax Mohal tried to leave, he found himself still trapped inside an invisible, transparent wall.

Beyond the transparent wall lies a vast starry sky, with the azure Earth radiating a soft glow in the dark universe, filling the entire horizon.

Outside the transparent "can" cage were countless uneven depressions and protrusions. Parallax Morhal knew where they were. They were on the moon, but which parallel universe's moon was this?

What is the purpose of the Emperor Joker bringing them here?

So he could only turn his head again and see that as the originally pure white wall opened, William Hand, who only had a head and was suspended in mid-air, began to repair himself rapidly. Countless black light energies emanated from his neck below his head and gradually shaped his body in the form of a cloud of black mist.

First, a red chest, then a green dress, wait, what kind of outfit is this?

When the outfit extended down to below the chest, Parallax Mohal finally realized: this was Robin's uniform.

The Emperor Joker is dressing William Hand in Robin's uniform.

An ominous premonition was already lingering in Hal's mind.

He managed a muffled groan that was difficult to decipher, and then tried to bang his shoulder against the transparent wall again.

But it was useless; it had no effect whatsoever.

However, as he crashed into the cage, Parallax Mohal suddenly realized something.

He realized what the Emperor Joker wanted to do.

A wounded and pitiful Robin, a carefully laid trap, just waiting for Batman to come to the rescue.

A clown.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!" Behind him, William Hand awoke from his coma and screamed in agony.

The Emperor Clown was torturing him; he had prepared the punishments for William Hand here, but he spared his life.

Parallax Morhal turned his head and saw with his own eyes a crowbar materialize in mid-air, a magical crowbar created by the Emperor Jester using the power of the fifth dimension.

The crowbar slammed into William Hand's head, making his head buzz.

Parallax Morhal finally knows what the Emperor Joker is up to.

The Emperor Joker is trying to recreate "Death in the Family".

William Hand is the second Robin who was killed by the Joker. So where did the bomb go?

Parallax Morhal took a deep breath.

Neither he, nor the original Lantern, nor William, could be killed by ordinary bombs, especially William Hand, who was already dead. The Emperor Joker needed something far more sophisticated to deal with them.

So, what is it?

Parallax Morhal turned to ask the first Genie, "Where is this?"

"Moon."

"I know this is the moon, but what Earth is this? Which parallel universe?"

Unlike Hal, the first Genie couldn't get up from the ground; he could only barely breathe, uttering a weak, lisping sound.

"I mean, I, I mean, we're on Earth 1."

Where is Earth 1?

That's right, Hal didn't know where Earth 1 was either. He received too many and too complicated memories, which were slowly instilled into his brain after he arrived in the current time-limited flow.

He no longer had time to think things through carefully.

"Earth 1 is the weakest universe!" said the first Genie.

With a loud bang, Parallax Morhal suddenly realized where the bomb was.

A bomb big enough, a bomb strong enough, William Hand is a hostage, as are all living beings in this universe.

He stiffly lowered his head, looking at himself. Then, as he realized this, a small blob of green energy condensed above his head, like a manifestation of the Green Lantern Ring, or like some kind of holographic projection, repeatedly vibrating and rotating.

It says:

Detonation countdown: 1 hour and 15 minutes.

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The melting pot of the world is not an easy place to get through; Chen Tao had never been there.

Imagination can go anywhere, but only if it is a complete imagination.

Chen Tao, who possesses 29% of the power of the fifth dimension, will need some time to find the World Forge, but if he follows the Joker and his group, he will get a group of free guides.

The Black Death Emperor's body began to swell. This didn't mean that his size increased or anything, but rather that his body, like a balloon, actually began to slowly inflate.

His originally emaciated body began to swell from the stomach, as if a huge lump had appeared directly in his abdomen.

"Ha!" the Emperor Clown laughed. He looked at the Black Death Emperor:

"Didn't you say you had William Hand under control? Hmm? No? Batman could do all that while you had him under control?"

He pointed excitedly at the Black Death Emperor, then turned to Brainiac and said:

"The Black Death is going to be a mother. I'm sure Batman will be born from his belly soon and then beat us to a pulp."

Although these words sound like they were completely boosting the morale of others while diminishing their own, the Emperor Joker actually expressed a great deal of pride.

He found a certain happiness and pleasure in this game of chasing and escaping Batman, and he can never shake off Batman's influence on him in this lifetime.

He was still screaming at Brainiac or something else next to him.

"See that?! Classic Batman tactics. I should have seen it coming. He achieves his goals by letting us run wild, just like when he chased Johnny (one of the Joker's henchmen) or someone else to find a stage I hadn't prepared yet!"

He said, "I really miss those days!"

However, no one was in the mood to listen to his sentiments. The Black Death Emperor opened his mouth wide uncontrollably, followed by a dry heave, and everyone saw him vomit up the Batman Dragon.

"What the hell? Why didn't it come out from above or have a C-section? It's disgusting to just vomit! Can't you follow some public hygiene rules? Why do you have to make it so gruesome?" the Emperor Joker said.

"You've fallen for Batman's trick and brought him here, Black Death."

"Dragon the Anti-Monitor cursed under his breath, then turned to Brainiac and pointed his finger at him: "And you, you swore to us that Batman would go to the Forge of the World and told us to ambush him on the way, but we ended up sending him there ourselves."

Brainiac didn't speak. He simply stared at the Anti-Monitor Dragon with those inhuman eyes devoid of human emotion.

The Anti-Monitor Dragon continued:

"To act now would be like putting on a concert right in front of Barbatos's stronghold; Barbatos will definitely notice."

"Batman must have prepared a solution for each of us, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared in front of us."

"What?"

The Anti-Monitor Dragon, annoyed by the interruption from Emperor Joker's words, said, "That's not the point. The point is what we should do now."

In previous operations, the Anti-Monitor Dragon had very few opportunities to speak, because he knew that none of the people in front of him cared about his opinion. Although his strength was not weak among them, it was precisely because he was too strong that he was coveted and feared by others.

Therefore, he rarely talks nonsense and always keeps himself at a level where he can speak but is not capable of making decisions.

But now that others have lost their voice, he believes it's time to speak up.

He began trying to guide the actions of this de facto allied group in his favor: "We should first deal with Parallax Morhal..."

"We won't do anything to Parallax Morhal for now," the Emperor Joker retorted without hesitation. "Right now, we need to focus on Batman. We agreed beforehand that Parallax Morhal would be under my control."

"That's true, but you haven't told us at all what you're going to do with it."

The Emperor Clown simply did not answer the Anti-Monitor Dragon's question.

He turned to look at the Batman dragon emerging from the Black Death Emperor's belly: "Come on, darling, I know you're ready to take on all of us, so what are you waiting for?"

"you……"

Before the Anti-Monitor Dragon could stop him, the Emperor Joker charged forward and was immediately stomped on in the face by Batman's knee.

Before the clown could react, Chen Tao used irony on him:

"The Clown Emperor, unable to unleash the power of the fifth dimension!"

Only the power of the fifth dimension can interfere with the fifth dimension. The bat mage's robe was refreshed on Chen Tao's body by silver-white particles, but even so, the backlash of a certain magic that interfered with the stronger fifth-dimensional divine power still made blood flow from his ears.

The Emperor Joker's abilities were sealed, and Chen Tao's claws pierced through his chest in an instant.

But the clown didn't scream; he just laughed maniacally.

"Hahaha! Want to know where William Hand is right now? I know, oh, I know, baby, you came to the Forge of Worlds to save William Hand, right? You've been plotting and scheming, haven't you? You've been racking your brains, haven't you? Are you curious where I put Hal? Are you curious about the predicament William Hand is facing right now?"

"Dear Batman?"

(End of this chapter)