wjnovel Chapter 1073 The quack doctor's treatment in the multiverse is far too wild.
Chapter 1073 The quack doctor's treatment in the multiverse is far too wild.
Chapter 1073 The quack doctor's treatment in the multiverse is far too wild.
The Pharaoh was a clever man, so he rebelled without any difficulty.
Luther tried to resist, but was quickly humiliated and knocked to the ground by the World Forger, who used the power of a sixth-dimensional god.
"My power is severely depleted—and Mar needs to be watched over," the Anti-Monitor said to the World Forger. "I need rest."
Although the Anti-Monitor did not appear to be weakened at the moment, the World Builder still agreed with what he said.
The anti-monitor caught the monitor, and then the two of them disappeared from the spot, seemingly entering some alternate dimension opened up by the world-forging master.
In short, with the other two of the three six-dimensional gods temporarily asleep or forced into sleep, Luther's enemy has been reduced from three to one.
He immediately began to fight back.
The mass production of Amorod robots began to attempt to halt the actions of the World Forgers, but all to no avail.
The World Founder patiently played along with Luther for a while, but soon lost interest.
"That's enough of this childish game." After Luthor's persistent attempt to attack the Worldforger, only to be easily blocked, the Worldforger exposed Luthor's true intentions: "Alright, Luthor, stop pretending. You know yourself that your hand isn't infinite. You've been acting like you can't accept reality, attacking me in a fit of impotent rage, but you're actually stalling for time, trying to open a portal from the vanishing point to another curved dimension to escape me. Let me see... some kind of magic? It seems to have some connection to Doctor Fate. Did you get it from him?"
The World Forgers waved their hands, and then a buzzing sound came from a certain space near the vanishing point where they were, followed by the collapse of the space, which then returned to calm.
Luther was no longer furious.
They really can't escape my grasp; what a nuisance.
Luther forcibly suppressed his urge to unleash the ultimate trump card—the Miracle Machine beside him, cough, of course, the knock-off monkey version of the Miracle Machine.
It's not that bad, it's not that bad.
Even the last escape route has been cut off, so let's talk.
"What exactly do you want?" Luther asked.
In fact, he had some suspicions about the purpose of the world's foundries.
First, the other party specified that they wanted to change their plan, but it was unclear what exactly they wanted to change.
However, one thing is certain: the World Forger at least harbored some intention to use him; otherwise, he wouldn't have played along for so long—wouldn't it have been simpler to crush him? As for Luther, as long as he had any use, he had a chance to turn the tables, even if the enemy was a sixth-dimensional god.
Lex Luthor was born to be humanity's savior; his purpose in life is to save humanity from ruin. Nothing can subdue him except himself.
"What do I want? Interesting, actually I don't know what I want."
The World Founder said, "But now, I want to know your whole plan."
"I told you, and I also told the Pharaoh—" Luther's gaze lingered on the Pharaoh's face for a moment, then he swallowed the word "traitor" that was on the tip of his tongue, "and I also told the Pharaoh."
He awkwardly addressed the other person as Pharaoh instead of by their given name.
"I know, I know, using this—" The World Maker pointed to the miracle machine Luther's creation next to him, "you plan to put Batman Dragon, Perpetual Ara, Dr. Manhattan, and all those other enemies into a piece of history, then cut it off and throw it out of the DC multiverse, like cutting off the bad part of a cake and keeping the good part."
"That's healing."
"Okay, okay, let's ignore what you define it as for now."
The World Forger said, "But I need to know exactly how you're doing it. For example, how you're cutting that history, and how you're bringing Perpetual and the others into that history? You're not just starting to cut it indiscriminately, are you? Do you intend to start cutting directly from the New 52 history before Doctor Manhattan arrived in the DC multiverse?"
The World Forger paused for a moment, looking at Luther's expression, and then realized that the other man was indeed thinking that way.
Well, it was World Maker's presumption. He didn't expect Luther to be so inhuman. He was convinced that Luther wanted to squeeze all the pustules into one lump, then perform a minimally invasive surgery to expel all the garbage out of the DC multiverse. But he hadn't thought about how to transfer the pustules to the lump, so he kept wondering how Luther had solved this technical problem.
Unexpectedly, our Master Lu never even considered how to move the abscess. He adhered to the principle of treating the head when it hurts and the foot when it hurts, and like Batman: Dragon, he relied on powerful bricks. I simply cut off my foot and threw it in the trash can. Tell me, was the abscess cured or not?
"No, we can't just throw away all the history after the New 52nd century—"
"Why not?"
The World Forger had barely uttered the first half of his statement when Luthor quickly retorted, "If the entire history of the DC multiverse has been corrupted since Doctor Manhattan, shouldn't the right choice be to start afresh from the very beginning?"
That would severely damage the DC multiverse—
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"Let's get past this hurdle first."
In truth, neither the World Forger nor Luthor's ideas were wrong; both were aware of this. However, they couldn't convince each other, so they stopped arguing and didn't waste any more breath.
The world's foundry pondered for a moment.
"So how do you plan to cut through the history of the time-travel loop?"
Luther pointed to the Pharaoh, who was squatting silently beside him: "To change the history of Flashpoint in the New 52 era, first create a bug in the hypertimeline that doesn't match up."
"Then, due to the self-continuity of the Hypertimeflow, the Hypertimeflow will attempt to unify the past and future histories," the World Maker said.
"Yes, right after that I stood there and stopped others from changing history back to the correct way. And then—"
"Then the time flow of the DC multiverse will break, a truly thorough bloodletting therapy, tantamount to stabbing the heart of the multiverse," said the World Maker.
You bunch of quack doctors from the multiverse, how come you're all treating patients so wildly! Batman too, you've scared a six-dimensional god to death. Luckily I came over and asked, if it weren't for me, would you have already started the operation?
"The fractured hyper-timestream is like a firebreak created by cutting down trees when a wildfire is about to burn down the entire forest. It's a necessary sacrifice," Luther said.
"The DC multiverse will die," said the World Maker.
"I won't die," Luther said.
The two men locked eyes, and the World Maker saw in Luther's eyes a mysterious confidence in the DC multiverse as dazzling as the starlight of the Milky Way!
"No, I just want to know what your basis is for making this decision and believing this way?"
"The DC multiverse can withstand it."
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Why do you use bloodletting therapy?
Because the patient can withstand it.
How do you know the patient can handle it?
Because I just felt he could handle it.
"No. Forget it, let's skip this topic for now. Even if you did do that, then what?"
"Then, the combination of the Ozymandias and Alan Scott's Green Lantern furnace allowed us to forcibly summon Doctor Manhattan to the early New 52. And then, right in front of him—"
"What are you doing?"
"Detonate this miracle machine I made right in front of him."
The World Forgers glanced in horror at the miracle machine beside them.
"I originally thought that the miracle machine you made would have the same functions as the original."
"That's right, he can grant any wish you make in the DC multiverse, except for one small flaw."
"What minor flaw?"
"Only when your wish is to create a Big Bang that shatters the DC multiverse on a time-flow scale can this wish be fulfilled by the machine I created."
"Well----"
The minds of the world's forgers were in complete chaos.
Why is this happening?
He asked.
"When I was building this machine, I used a lot of crisis energy, and then some anti-crisis energy, combined with other materials in the wrong way—I can't explain it, it's like the world is trying to save itself. I'm not even sure if I can replicate this thing," Luther said.
Yes, just like the antimatter cannon that the Antimonitors used in Crisis on Infinite Earths, the Antimonitors themselves never replicated that thing again.
"Batman: Dragon and Void Hand entered the DC multiverse later than the New 52, so if your plan succeeds, they will be blocked in the post-New 52 era like Doctor Manhattan, and then severed from the DC multiverse—what about Papetua?"
"I haven't figured out how to deal with her yet. I was still planning when you guys arrived," Luther said.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay—"
The world's foundry workers suddenly felt very tired.
"Your plan won't work; we need to change it. Oh, right, let's finish what we started. There's one more thing. I'm a little curious—"
"How do you plan to achieve your unique and exclusive rule, or rather—what kind of world do you intend to create?"