Chapter 400: Batman's Shadow Overshadows the Dark Lord
Finally.
It's time.
On every cold, dark night.
When the cruel wind raged and the slow waves kept hitting the corroded and broken wood piles.
William Hand would always recall the distant roar he had heard countless times.
Terrified curses, followed by horrible blows, painful screams, low groans, dull gunshots, and then silence.
Salty taste, mixed with blood and sweat.
The moldy air was sucked into the heart and stomach containing fear, and the blood circulated from the heart to the neck, then gushed out and flowed on the chest.
The dead man opened his hands desperately.
Listen. Now is not the time to dwell in pain, nor is it the time to waste time.
Fear has been lingering in the heart, at the moment of life passing away.
There were so many things that could take away life—weapons, made for a war that had never been fought, guns, grenades, rockets, launchers, or…
The chaotic nightmare of a 5mm bullet through his neck.
Then he felt his jaw shatter like glass, like a cold spear piercing his body. The artery finally couldn't stop the rush of blood, and that was a fatal injury.
Then he finally felt the coldness of the end of life filling his body. Then, the coldness turned into an obsessive, orgasmic, like a book, overflowing from the heart to the soles of the feet.
Too warm.
Too happy.
Like swimming in the warm amniotic fluid of his mother and unable to extricate himself… but not like his real mother.
Then there was the feeling of falling…
The burning feeling.
Like drowning in flames.
Everywhere he went was deadly warmth, and William Hand knew it was deadly.
He had to leave.
But no one...
No one can take him away from here.
Because he came here by himself.
It was he who sneaked out of the bed, put on his clothes and left home to come to the morgue of Hand Funeral Home.
It was he who opened the lids of the coffins parked there.
It was he who embraced, loved, and merged with them.
It was his own choice to grasp his own destiny.
He...
He can no longer leave the dead. It's not just the indoctrination of the Black Death Emperor.
It's from the heart.
Every day is obsessed.
Every day is attracted. When he grasps those cold hands, he can see the scenes of the dead before they die.
This is a great pleasure for him.
William Hand even began to miss the time when his hobby was not discovered by everyone.
At that time, no one would think he was a monster, everyone regarded him as a normal person, and he could quietly enjoy the dead-
No, this is not normal.
No...no!
Things shouldn't be like this, what he did shouldn't be like this...
But he could only sink, sink soberly.
And the most painful thing in the world is nothing more than this.
Then...
William heard a voice, and in his spiritual world, the footsteps were as deafening as an earthquake, the walking giant.
Batman.
The Defender.
The Avenger.
The Planner.
The Laugher.
The Eternal Winner.
And in the distance, surrounding Batman...are countless blurred shadows.
Some have black rock-like skin, some have green appearances, three pink spots on their heads, or all kinds of monsters...
They roared, hummed, made inhuman sounds, hummed, and swore their power to Batman.
They thought they could defeat Batman-
Fatal stupidity.
But they were inhuman opponents, and there was no chance against these guys...no chance.
Unless...
Move slowly. Focus, forget the pain... Focus your willpower.
Then, without hesitation, when you lose your defensive position, attack!
Wrestling with a giant beast, the earth shakes, the air burns, the echo ripples, rises, and disappears into the darkness!
Genius starts working.
Such an outstanding mind can bring revolutionary and humorous new changes to the field of tactical design.
Such skilled hands can complete a piano solo in a concert, or easily solve a puzzle - or smash the puzzle violently with a hammer when it can't be solved.
Batman.
The Laugher.
The Defender.
The Savior.
The Eternal... Winner!
And now he is determined...
To pull you into the light!
"What the hell???"
The Black Death Emperor frowned...
Well, as a huge skeleton, a part of the concept of true death, the Black Death Emperor did not have the concept of "brows" because he did not break through the color light of the material universe, the lamp beast of the Black Lantern Corps.
But he should frown and open his mouth, because everything he found was beyond his expectations and violated his understanding.
"What is this again?"
In William Hand's spiritual world, the Black Death Emperor, who turned into a skeleton, looked up at the huge bat as big as a mountain, and didn't know what to do for a while.
The existence of everything in the spiritual world is a projection of William Hand's impression of something. And such a huge Batman means...
"Listen to me, William Hand."
"In my journey to get rid of the shadows cast by countless guys who call themselves gods, I have experienced the light of thousands of sunrises..."
One after another, the images appeared in the images of William Hand's spiritual world.
That glorious period... Batman and Superman flew together across the sky of Metropolis.
Countless people looked up and cheered for the superheroes who left.
"... and the darkest midnight with countless times of no way forward."
Brainiac's robots destroyed the city, and the huge skeleton spaceship was floating above the city. Everyone stared at Batman who was confronting Brainiac on TV.
And then... from then on, only Batman flew over Metropolis...
"I am very fortunate that I can still stand intact in the darkness of my homeland and bathe in its glory."
The voice was stirring.
"I have seen new buildings rise from the ruins."
There will always be reconstruction after a disaster. People will soon forget the destroyed buildings and the people killed by Brainiac's robots.
The world is always moving forward and always changing.
Maybe people don't want to admit it, but the fact is...
We always forget those who leave.
"I have witnessed the peak and darkest moments of our world."
Various images are constantly presented.
The Justice League besieging Darkseid, and then the scene of their tragic defeat; the Justice League being controlled by the Eclipse, and then the Flash returning like a god; and these soon blurred like rippling water drops, turning into a huge, terrifying figure standing in front of Batman, holding a ball of blurry matter in his palm.
"Anti-Monitor..."
"And now, it feels much safer than when Batman was just born... at least as safe."
"Because of Batman, the world has his protectors, I know this, but I also realize that Diana, Hal, Barry, Ron, Billy, and their friends can do much more to protect our home together than I can do alone."
"So, I have realized that now is far better than before. I am ready to accept help to expand and complete my mission. I am ready to spread the shadow of the bat to the entire earth, William, and I sincerely hope that you can be a part of it."
"So... prove it to everyone."
So William Hand raised his head.
The huge Batman image began to become a blur, and finally gradually turned into William Hand's appearance.
He announced to the Black Death Emperor, as if he was announcing to his life that had been fooled for more than a decade:
"I will never go with you, and I will never succumb to my bestiality. I hereby accuse you of manipulating my life and clearly reject it."
The voice became louder and louder, deafening William Hand's entire spiritual space.
"I spit on you, Black Death Emperor."
He cursed, howled, and cursed hysterically.
William Hand had already felt that the Black Death Emperor was forcibly invading his world.
The master of death did not say much nonsense. William Hand was his chosen host, the destined first Black Lantern Corpse.
No one in this world could surpass him in controlling William Hand, not even William Hand himself.
If he could do something to William Hand, there would be no need to consider the other party's thoughts, just as the butcher would not consider what the pig on the chopping board thought, and would not show mercy because of the pig's wailing before death.
No matter what William Hand realizes or what he plans to do.
The Black Death Emperor instilled William Hand with the will to like death, just to make him join the realm of death more spontaneously.
And now he refuses... so what?
Can anything be changed?
People always refuse their own destiny, but people often know that destiny is called destiny because...
That thing will not change because of personal will awakening or not.
On the planet Oa.
Atrocitus turned his head and looked in the direction of William Hand.
"Damn it, Batman, what have you done?"
A huge fear began to brew, surge, and then fill his heart. The Yellow Lanterns beside him also felt the fear in Atrocitus' heart and laughed at him.
"Impossible... The blood prophecy didn't tell me that the Blackest Night would happen at this time... The Spectrum War has not yet begun!"
"The war of the Seven Lantern Corps has not yet broken out, and the Blackest Night is impossible to come. The colors that appear now should only be green, yellow, red, and blue..."
Atrocitus thought so, but this still couldn't stop him from feeling the deep breath of death, which was getting stronger and stronger on William Hand.
"What are you doing, Batman?"
The Black Death Emperor was invading William Hand's territory.
The world became darker little by little, and the desperate resistance seemed insignificant in the face of such changes, and even made people feel a little ridiculous for not knowing their own strength.
"Some cells with the ability to reproduce themselves... can resist part of my power."
The Black Death Emperor lowered his head.
"Good joke."
He said.
Then, more black death power spread to William Hand's cheek.
He stretched out a hand and then strangled his neck fiercely.
In theory, it is impossible for a person to strangle himself to death, but at this moment, William Hand strangled his neck so hard that it made a creaking sound.
Feeling of suffocation.
Feeling of frustration.
Feeling of imminent death.
And at the end of everything...
"It's OK."
William Hand heard Batman's voice.
"Well done."
He opened his eyes and saw Batman in the spiritual world with his hand on his shoulder.
He was wearing black clothes, emitting a warm glow in the dark spiritual world, as dazzling and warm as the darkness surrounding people.
"Well done."
He repeated his words again, and then William Hand heard him look up and shout loudly to the people around him:
"So what are you guys waiting for, you damn bad guys? Don't you see how hard our children are working?!"
"I warn you... If you don't come out and help our children..."
"I'm going to be angry!"
Squeak!
In the real world, Sinestro, who seemed to be desperately using the meridian-like network given by Lantern No. 1 to capture the parallax monster, suddenly appeared beside Mongo.
He suddenly pulled off the Qingdeng ring on his hand and grabbed Mongo's hand.
Faced with such an attack, Mongo reacted immediately.
It wasn't that easy. Although he let Caronna and the Black Death Emperor enter his body at the same time, he played a perfect balance, and it was still his will that dominated this body.
As long as he can successfully control the parallax monster later, he can reversely clamp the two forces that invaded his body. All of this is a gamble for Mongo.
He is sure that he will not lose.
He punched Sinestro in the face, and had already planned the next series of attacks in his mind. But his fist stopped, and a large number of insect arthropods burst out from his eye sockets. It was the power of the Black of Decay...
The Black of Decay that Mongo controls comes from the Death Storm, and the power of the Death Storm comes from another senior spokesperson in the Black of Decay besides Anton Akan...
His name is Bane.
Bane.
So.
You are wrong, Mongo.
At this time, there are not only two forces in your body, but...
Three.
"He Ao Ao Ao Aaaa——"
Mongo was screaming.
The Green Lantern Ring was put on his finger, and the huge Green Lantern energy wrapped around his body: "I... repent..."
Mongo was repenting, and he was actively cutting off the connection between the Black Death Emperor and him.
In William Hand's spiritual world, the Black Death Emperor also discovered this change.
Following closely was the seven-color emotional spectrum. Surrounded by a white figure.
Of course, the First Lantern could not appear here. His true body was still sealed in the Shadow Cabinet, but he could still use the divine power ring to transform his true body in William Hand's spiritual space.
The blue ghost of Caronna also appeared in William Hand's spiritual space. He was now almost tied to Mongo and was forced to constantly fight against the Black Death Emperor. If the Black Death Emperor could come to William Hand's spiritual space, then Caronna should be able to do it.
The First Lantern launched an attack on the Black Death Emperor without hesitation, and Caronna had to pinch his nose and follow along.
"So... watch it."
William Hand turned his head and saw the image of Batman, and put his hand on his shoulder.
"That's great, you are not fighting alone, William."
"Everyone, are helping you..."
As he said this, the shadow on his body was dragged very long.
It grew until it encompassed the entire skeleton of the Black Death Emperor...
it was all inside!