The anti-supervision king sneered, "I want to fill up a cabinet. Witch Harley's appetite is really big."
Sinestro said: "She said that the king destroyed the infinite earth, gained infinite power, and filled the Ark of the Holy Covenant. At best, it is only the size of a single universe. To you, it is like plucking a hair from a nine-ox cow."
"Instead of destroying a universe, I will gain the energy of the entire universe. Ninety-nine percent of the energy will return." The Anti-Monitor King shook his head, "In short, I have personally experienced the power of the 'Jesus Ark'. The 'Jabi Ark' is about
It’s about the same, it’s too huge.”
Sinestro said: "Your Majesty, I am not asking you to give her the 'treasure' for free, but to use it as collateral and temporarily store it in the cabinet.
When your great cause is accomplished, when heaven and hell return to the world, and she finds God as her backer and no longer worries about you crushing her to death like an ant, the things in the cabinet will definitely be returned to you.
You don't have to worry about her not returning it.
No one can control antimatter energy except you.
Furthermore, she and her earth are still in the antimatter multiverse under your control, and she dare not not return it."
"You seem to really want me to agree to her conditions?" The anti-monitor's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, "Is it possible that you also want to sign a heaven contract with me?"
"I don't believe in God, I believe in Your Majesty." Sinestro lowered his head obediently and explained softly: "It's just that, as a liaison, I must complete the task entrusted by Your Majesty and relay the meaning of Witch Harley 100%."
If you are not willing to sign this contract with Witch Harley that no one can find fault with, you are probably trying to fool me. Humph, if you dare to fool me, I will see if your imperial hegemony finally comes to nothing.
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The anti-monitoring king fell into deep thought.
The Pharaoh asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, are you worried about God's intervention? What kind of existence is He? Dr. Manhattan is also called the 'God on Earth'. What is the difference in strength between the two?"
The anti-surveillance king said coldly: "Only ignorant people who have never seen the true power will put God and Dr. Manhattan together.
God is the only being in the universe that transcends the multiverse.
At least he is the supreme being of the omnipotent universe. The limit of my knowledge is the omnipotent universe.
The omnipotent universe is to our multiverse what the multiverse is to the single universe.
Even if heaven and hell are closed during this crisis, I still have to respect God.
Of course, I don't need to care about His attitude on this matter.
Just like when I enter Earth 0, my strength will be limited to the limit of the single universe. From the moment God enters the multiverse, he automatically signs a 'User Agreement' and there are certain rules that He must abide by."
"So, the 'Heaven Contract' is valid for you?" Sinestro was stunned, with a look of regret on his face.
When the witch Harley was negotiating the treaty, she invited him to join it.
She would get a copy of the 'Yellow Light Appointment' just for him and let him take a ride.
The anti-supervision king glanced at him and said calmly: "You go find Harley Quinn now. I have no objection to her 'Treaty in Heaven'."
"Uh, you agreed?" Sinestro was stunned again.
"I never thought about breaking the contract, so I naturally don't care about Harley Quinn's contract, which only seeks to protect herself and has no strings attached." said the anti-supervision king.
"That's right." Sinestro breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye, and turned to leave.
When he disappeared into the multiverse surveillance hall, the Pharaoh couldn't help but said: "Are you really going to fulfill your promise to him and Harley Quinn?"
"Harley Quinn is a smart person. She was right. One or two single universes are really a drop in the bucket to me, but I just want to see her in pain and despair.
No one has ever humiliated me like she did. The key is that she succeeded."
The anti-surveillance king gritted his teeth, and the sharp metal teeth rubbed together, making a harsh sound and sparks.
"If she had a happy ending, how could I feel better?"
After roaring, he quickly calmed down and said coldly: "Sinestro, on the other hand, has outstanding ability and hard work. I originally planned to give him a universe.
But now that he has some thoughts and dares to repeat the witch’s humiliating words to test me, he will end up with the witch Harley as his companion.”
The Pharaoh was not surprised, this was the anti-supervisory king he was familiar with.
"What about the contract in heaven?" he asked.
The anti-monitoring king sneered: "The contract between gods and demons can take effect because the contract rules of the universe are in effect. But can the rules of the universe restrain the masters of the multiverse? What a joke!"
"The rules of God's contract are not valid for you too?"
"If God wanted to interfere with my affairs, would he have closed the gate of heaven and gone into hiding early?" the anti-supervision king said proudly.
"Witch Harley is very favored by God." Pharaoh reminded.
The Anti-Monitor King's eyes flashed coldly, "When I create a new anti-matter multiverse, my will will be the will of the multiverse.
Anyone who disobeys my will is an enemy of the entire multiverse.
Will God fight against the Master of the Universe for her?
Moreover, the matter between Harley Quinn and I will be very simple, there is no need to involve a contract or deal with God at all.
She doesn't deserve my too much thought, and when she was persuaded by Sinestro, the outcome was doomed."
"Kasapa!" he shouted in a low voice.
A dark shadow suddenly appeared indoors.
"Go and wait near the portal, waiting for my order."
The black shadow suddenly disappeared
Late at night, in Gotham, Batman stood on the top of the building, quietly watching Robin on the ground finish the battle, and tied up the hands and feet of several gangsters lying on the ground moaning.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." The sound of police sirens wafted far away from two streets away. Bateman pressed his earplugs and said in a low and hoarse voice, "GCPD is here, let's retreat."
"What to do with Du Ping from Tamaran? Leave it here and let the GCPD deal with it, and they will probably sell it again." Robin asked, pointing to the box.
Bateman said: "Keep the money, Du Ping will take it away, and we will destroy it ourselves."
"Whoosh", a steel cable screamed and flew past Bateman's legs.
"Boom!" The steel cable was tightened, and the arrow bounced off the cross hook lock and got stuck in the gap in the railing.
"Buzz" The pulley in the bat gun rotated, the rope contracted, and a thin figure quickly flew up from the ground.
Wearing a red vest uniform and a yellow "R" on the chest, the second generation Robin is Dick Grayson.
Dick threw the suitcase, which was half his height, with a heavy clang.
"Why don't we go directly to the Tamarans? I can guarantee that they are deliberately selling Du Ping to Earth."
Bateman still stared at the street below and said calmly: "First of all, it cannot be proven that these things came from the Tamaran fleet.
There has been too much alien technology and weapons flowing into the earth recently, and the earth's drug traffickers may also create alien Duping.
Secondly, even if it is proven that they flowed out of the Tamaran fleet, it is not certain that they were smuggled. It may be that the Matalan people's "daily necessities" were stolen.
Finally, there is no need to engage in diplomatic disputes over such trivial matters until Crisis on Infinite Earths is over."
"Commodities? That's ridiculous," Robin exclaimed.
"Different races have different drug resistance. To us, it is Du Ping. To higher civilizations with more advanced genes and medical technology, it may just be 'cigarettes.'" Bateman said.
"If it were daily necessities, how could they have such a large quantity? Just a small third-rate gang like the 'Tuna Gang' sells 80 kilograms of goods a week. How many tons can the entire Gotham and the entire East Coast have?
There are less than 20,000 Tamarans in total. Do they treat this thing like coffee?
Coffee is not consumed so much either.
Bateman, if you can't figure it out, notify the Fifth Ring Admiral and ask her to check on the Tamaran people and see what they are thinking." Robin said seriously.
Bateman glanced at him expressionlessly and said: "The two princesses of Tamaran, Blackfire and Starfire, came to Earth during Darkseid's invasion and suffered a lot. Now Blackfire is the queen.
Just using this small means to disrupt Gotham is considered restraint."
"Black Spark Fire" Robin suddenly realized, and then cursed in a low voice, "I didn't expect the alien Bichi to be so vicious. I wish both sisters to be widows for the rest of their lives."
Bateman patted him on the head and said nothing.
The Bat-Fighter arrived shortly after, and Robin jumped into the driver's seat first. Bateman carried the box and sat in the co-pilot, turning on the main brain to check today's news highlights.
Back in the Batcave, Robin saw a big black dog sleeping on the blanket in front of the console.
"Hey, Loach, why didn't you go to the city to find us?" He greeted it with a smile.
The big black dog raised his head and glanced at the two of them with very human eyes.
"Woof woof" it barked twice first to Robin, then turned to Bateman and barked twice the same way.
There is almost no difference in the sound of a dog barking, but the two people hear different meanings.
It said to Robin: I just came.
It said to Bateman: I have something important to do with you.
Bateman glanced at Robin, led the loach to another room, took out Wayne's customized dog food to feed it, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"
"Woof woof woof," the loach's voice was also very low, and it kept calling for half a minute. Bateman's expression became more and more serious, and finally he nodded and said: "I understand, you don't go back today, you will stay here for the next two days."
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Loach nodded his head and ate the customized dog food.
As usual, Bateman ate supper, took a shower, and returned to the Batcave to continue working.
"Hey, Superman, it's me. I suddenly thought of a question. You've never seen Superman from the 'Supreme Earth', right? But you have to fight together."
"It's already early in the morning, and you're talking to me about this?" Superman's voice was filled with impatience.
Bateman said: "Judging from the results of the two battles with the Anti-Monitor, you Supermans almost never joined forces, they were all wheel battles.
The effect is not very good.
So I'm wondering if you want to practice a siege routine.
I have a ‘Three Talents Formation’ here. Three weaker martial artists can defeat an enemy twice as strong as themselves by using this Three Talents Formation.”
"Oh, you can try it."
Superman accepted his suggestion, because he also found that fighting alone was a bit difficult, and it also greatly squandered his "Superman Advantage".
"Then why are you sleeping? Contact Alexander immediately and ask him to send the two supermen over first.
You don't have much time. The expeditionary force will probably set off the day after tomorrow.
An extra hour of practice will increase your chances of winning.
So as soon as I remembered this, I called you immediately." Bateman urged.
"That makes sense." Superman followed suit.
An hour later, Superboy-Prime, Old Superman and several prepared heroes arrived at Earth 0.
When Sinestro came to Earth quietly, he found that Harley was entertaining guests and he had no chance to send her a message.