What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 400: The Shadow of Batman Shrouds the Black Death Emperor

at last.

It's a moment like this.

On every cold night, dark night.

When the cruel wind was raging and the slow waves kept hitting the corroded and broken wooden piles.

William Hand would always recall the distant roar he had heard countless times.

Horrified curses, then horrific blows, painful screams, low groans, dull gunshots, followed by silence.

Salty, mixed with blood and sweat.

The musty air is sucked into the fearful heart and stomach, and the blood circulates from the heart to the neck, then gushes out and flows on the chest.

The deceased opened his hands desperately.

Then he felt that his jaw was broken like glass, as if a cold spear was piercing his body. The artery was finally unable to stop the surging blood flow, and it was a fatal injury.

the Avengers.

It was he who sneaked out of bed, who quietly put on his clothes and left the house to go to the morgue of Hand Funeral Home.

listen. This is not the time to dwell in pain, nor is it the time to waste time.

But there is only sinking, sinking soberly.

It was he who opened the lids of the coffins that lay there.

no no!

The chaotic nightmare caused by a 5mm bullet that penetrated the neck.

At that time, no one would think he was a monster, everyone would treat him as a normal person, and he could quietly enjoy the care of the dead——

There are so many things that can take away lives - weapons, made for a war that has never been fought, guns, grenades, rockets, launchers, or...

Things shouldn't be like this, what he did shouldn't be like this...

he……

It comes from the heart.

Burning sensation.

So happy.

Then the feeling of falling...

He couldn't live without the dead. Not just the indoctrination of the Black Death Emperor.

Fear lingers in my heart as life passes.

And the most painful thing in the world is nothing more than this.

William Hand even began to miss the time when his hobby was not discovered by everyone.

Defender.

Planner.

batman.

Every day is an obsession.

Laughter.

Like drowning in flames.

Because he came here on his own.

William heard the sound, and in his spiritual world, the footsteps were as deafening as an earthquake, the walking giant.

No, this is not normal.

Then he finally felt the coldness of the end of life filling his body. Immediately afterwards, the coldness transformed into an obsessive, orgasmic feeling of happiness that overflowed from the heart to the soles of the feet, just like inhaling reading material.

It was like he was swimming in his mother's warm amniotic fluid until he couldn't extricate himself...not like his mother in reality.

There was a fatal warmth everywhere it went, and William Hand knew very well that it was fatal.

This was a great joy to him.

I'm attracted to it every day. As he grasped those cold hands, he could see the dying scenes of the dead.

No one can take him out of here.

It was his choice to seize his own destiny with his own hands.

He embraced it, he loved it, he became one with it.

He needs to leave.

It's so warm.

But no one...

Immediately afterwards...

Always the winner.

And in the distance, surrounding Batman... were countless blurry shadows.

Either they have skin like black rocks, or they have green appearance, with three pink dots of light on their heads, or they are all kinds of monsters...

They roared, groaned, made inhuman sounds, and buzzed, proclaiming 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. Concentrate, forget the pain...focus your willpower.

Then, without hesitating for a moment, when you lose your defensive position, attack!
Wrestling with giant beasts, the earth shakes, the air burns, the echoes ripple, rise, until they disappear into the darkness!
Genius is at work.

Such an outstanding mind can bring revolutionary and humorous new changes to the field of tactical design.

Such skilled hands can complete a concert piano solo, or easily solve a puzzle - or when unable to solve it, violently smash the puzzle to pieces with a hammer.

batman.

Laughter.

Defender.

saviour.

Forever...the winner!
And now he is determined to...

Pull you into the light!

"What the hell???"

The Black Death Emperor frowned...

Well, as a giant skeleton who has not broken through into the color light of the material universe, a lampbeast of the Black Lantern Corps, and a part of the concept of true death, the Black Death Emperor does not actually have the concept of a "brow".

But he really should have frowned and opened his mouth, because what he found was somewhat beyond his expectations and contrary to his understanding.

"What is this?"

In William Hand's spiritual world, the Black Death Emperor, who was transformed into a skeleton, raised his head and looked at the huge bat as huge as a mountain. He didn't know what to do for a while.

The existence of everything in the spiritual world is the projection of William Hand's impression of something. And such a huge Batman means...

"Listen to me, William Hand."

"I have experienced the light of thousands of sunrises on my journey out of the shadows cast by countless self-proclaimed gods..."

Picture after picture appears in the images of William Hand's spiritual world.

Those glorious days... Batman and Superman flew together, flying together over the sky of the metropolis.

Countless people raised their heads and cheered at the departing superheroes.

"...and countless darkest midnights when there is no way forward."

Brainiac's robots were destroyed in the city, and the huge skeleton spaceship was suspended in the city. Everyone was staring at Batman who was confronting Brainiac on the TV.

Then...from then on, Batman was the only one flying over Metropolis...

"I'm glad that I can still stand intact in the darkness of my home and bask in its light."

The sound stirred.

"I've seen new buildings rise out of the ruins."

After disaster there is always reconstruction. 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've seen our world at its best and its darkest moments."

Various images are constantly presented.

The Justice League besieging Darkseid, and then the scene of their disastrous defeat; the Justice League being controlled by the eclipse, and then the Flash returning like a god; and these soon blurred like rippling water droplets, turning into one Standing in front of Batman was a huge, terrifying figure holding a blurry mass in its palm.

"Anti-Monitor..."

"And now, it feels much safer than it did when Batman was first born... at least as safe."

"Because of Batman, the world has his protectors, I know that, but I also know that Diana, Hal, Barry, Ron, Billy, and their friends, together, have fought for There is far more we can do to protect our home than I can do on my own.”

"So, I have come to realize that I am now better than I have ever been. I am ready to receive help in order to expand and fulfill my mission. I am ready to spread the shadow of the bat throughout the earth, William, and I sincerely hope that you will be too One of them.”

"So... prove it to everyone."

Then William Hand raised his head.

The huge Batman image began to become blurry, and finally gradually turned into the image of William Hand.

He announced to the Black Death Emperor, just like he announced to his life of being fooled for more than ten years:

"I will never follow you, I will never succumb to my animal nature. I hereby accuse you of manipulating my life and I categorically reject it."

The sound became louder and louder, deafening throughout William Hand's entire mental space.

"I spurn you, Black Death Emperor."

He swore, howled, and cursed hysterically.

William Hand already felt that the Black Death was forcibly invading his world.

The master of death didn't say much nonsense. William Hand was his chosen host, the destined first Black Lantern Corpse.

No one in this world can control William Hand more than him, not even William Hand himself.

If he can do something to William Hand, there is no need to consider what the other person thinks, just as the butcher will not consider what the pig on the chopping board thinks, let alone show mercy because of the pig's cry before death.

No matter what kind of consciousness William Hand made, it didn't matter what he planned to do.

The Black Death Emperor instilled a will to love death in William Hand, which only allowed him to join the realm of death more spontaneously.

And now he refuses...so what?
Can anything be changed?

People always reject their own destiny, but people often understand that the reason why destiny is called destiny is because...

That thing will not change depending on whether the individual's will is awakened or not.

On planet Oa.

Atrocitus turned his head and looked in the direction of William Hand.

"Damn it, Batman, what have you done?"

A huge sense of fear began to brew, surge, and then fill his heart. The Yellow Lanterns beside him also felt the fear in Atrocitas's heart and laughed unpleasantly at him.

"It's impossible... The blood prophecy didn't tell me that the Blackest Night would happen at this time... The Spectral War hasn't started yet!"

"The war between the Seven Lantern Corps has not yet broken out, and the Blackest Night is impossible to come. The colors of light that appear now should only be green, yellow, red, and blue..."

Atrocitas thought so, but this still could not stop him from feeling the deep breath of death getting stronger and stronger on William Hand's body.

"What the hell are you doing, Batman?"

The Black Death is invading William Hand's domain.

The world became darker bit by bit, and the desperate resistance seemed insignificant in the face of such changes, which even made people feel a vague sense of overestimation and ridiculousness.

"Some cells with the ability to reproduce themselves...can resist some of my power."

The Black Death Emperor lowered his head.

"Nice joke."

He said.

Immediately afterwards, more black death power spread onto William Hand's cheeks.

He stretched out a hand and strangled his neck.

Theoretically, it is impossible for a person to strangle himself to death, but at this time, William Hand squeezed his neck so hard that it made a squeaking sound.

Suffocation.

Frustration.

The panic of impending death.

And at the end of it all...

"Okay."

William Hand heard Batman's voice.

"well done."

He opened his eyes and saw Batman putting his hand on his shoulder in the spiritual world.

He was wearing black clothes, emitting a glistening warm light 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 raise his head and shout loudly to the surroundings:
"So what are you damn bad guys waiting for? Haven't you seen our children working so hard?!"

"I'm warning you...if you don't come out again, help our children..."

"I'm going to be angry!"

呲!
In the real world, Sinestro, who originally seemed to be desperately using the meridian-like network given to him by Lantern No. 1 to capture parallax monsters, suddenly appeared next to Mongo.

He suddenly took off the green lantern ring he was wearing and grabbed Meng Ge's hand.

Faced with such an attack, Mengge responded immediately.

It wasn't that easy. Although he had Kalona and the Black Death Emperor enter his body at the same time, he struck a perfect balance. It was still his will that dominated this body.

As long as he successfully controls the Parallax monster from behind, he will be able to reversely suppress the two forces that invade his body. All of this in itself is a gamble for Mongo.

He was sure he wouldn't lose.

He punched Sinestro in the face with one punch, already planning the next series of attacks in his mind. But his fist stopped, and a large number of insect joints burst out from his eye sockets, which was the power of the blackness of decay...

The power of the Black 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 Akane...

His name is Bain.

Bain.

and so.

You made a mistake, Mongo.

There are not only two powers existing in your body at this time, but...

Three kinds.

"Drink ooh ooh ooh ah ah ah -"

Mongo was screaming.

The green lantern ring was put on his finger, and the huge green lantern energy enveloped his body: "I...repent..."

Meng Ge is repenting, and he is actively cutting off the connection between the Black Death Emperor and him.

In the spiritual world of William Hand, the Black Death Emperor also discovered this change.

This is followed by the seven colors of the emotional spectrum. Surrounded by white figures.

Of course, Lantern No. 1 cannot appear here. His true body is still sealed in the Shadow Cabinet, but he can still use the power ring to transform his true body in William Hand's mental space.

The blue ghost of Kalona also manifested in the spiritual space of William Hand. He is now almost tied to Mongo and is forced to constantly fight against the Black Death Emperor. If the Black Death Emperor can come to William Hand's spiritual space, then Kalona should be able to do the same.

Lantern No. 1 Hao launched an attack on the Black Death Emperor without hesitation, and Kalona had to hold his nose and follow suit.

"So... keep an eye on it."

William Hand turned his head and saw the image of Batman, putting his hand on his shoulder.

"It's great that you are not fighting alone, William."

"Everyone is helping you..."

As he said this, the shadow on his body stretched very long.

It has grown until it covers the entire skeleton of the Black Death Emperor...

It’s all included!
(End of this chapter)