Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

But what's the point of all this? It's ridiculous, utterly laughable.

Jon has left this world; he went to Mars. Now it's just me and Dan left, and our adversary is an alien that suddenly appeared.

He destroyed all the world's nuclear weapons in just half a day, successfully setting the doomsday clock to zero.

Should I be happy about this, or should I be terrified and find it ridiculous?

In the past, when faced with such a supervillain, what was needed was perhaps a superhero, which is how it was depicted in comics—but they hate superheroes, and even superhero comics have been replaced by pirate comics.

I heard he went to the Kremlin, to Paris, and to London.

I don't know what he did in those places, but even a nuclear bomb couldn't kill him, so ruling the world is probably only a matter of time.

I hate this feeling of powerlessness, and now I'm going to do everything I can to help.

We're about to head to Antarctica. Whether I'm alive or dead by the time you read this, I hope this world survives long enough for you to see this book.

I will enter the hidden place with the heart of facing death, without regret.

Never compromise, even if it's the end of the world!

And so, Rorschach and Night Owl II flew their aircraft to Antarctica and arrived at the Pharaoh's palace, Karnak.

But here, they encountered someone they absolutely did not want to meet.

Tsugumi, that alien

Rorschach and Night Owl, who had infiltrated the area, watched the two people talking. They dared not speak, but listened quietly.

"You don't actually intend to rule the world, do you?"

The Pharaoh swirled the crimson liquid in his glass, looking at the lord Superman before him with great interest.

“I can sense that even if you visited that decaying red empire, personally ended those bureaucrats, and then left behind those androids to replace them—I can sense that you have no interest in ruling the world.”

"So? You think you can convince me to hand the world over to you?"

Tsurugi crossed his arms, looked at the Pharaoh, and nodded slightly.

His feelings toward the Pharaoh were quite peculiar, a mixture of admiration and malice.

Should a guy who slaughters tens of millions of people in the name of saving the world go to heaven or hell?

Pharaoh Witte was undoubtedly prepared to die. He did something unforgivable, all to save more people. He made his judgment rationally and coldly, placing himself above the gods who transcended good and evil.

He is the complete opposite of Rorschach. Rorschach cannot tolerate the slightest evil, and he never compromises in his pursuit of justice, even if he knows that the consequences will lead to the deaths of more people.

Tsugumi actually gets along better with Luo Xia, as their personalities are quite similar.

But precisely because of this, he keeps his distance from Rorschach—you could say it's like attracts like, but a stubborn kid like him is indeed a headache.

"I have no intention of ruling the world," the Pharaoh said softly, setting down his wine cup and glancing behind him.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have given you that energy; it would have been a meaningless burden for me."

“I just want to find a way to save the world, any way will do. Because Jon doesn’t want to take on this responsibility, even if it’s something he could do with a wave of his hand.”

He paused, then gave a bitter smile.

"Since the omnipotent God wants to watch prisoners kill each other, all I can do is save myself using human methods."

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Tsurugi nodded slightly. Indeed, Dr. Manhattan held a mindset that was always difficult to understand regarding his own world.

Although it is said that the Pharaoh used a superluminal particle stream to influence his observation of the future, judging from the subsequent plot of "The Last Bell," he saw the ending from the very beginning.

He knew the Pharaoh's plan, what he intended to do, and he was also aware that he was originally supposed to be 'influenced' by the Silk Soul and then return to Earth to 'save the world,' but because of the Pharaoh's plan, he chose to silently accept everything and leave this universe.

He even saw a future where his world would be engulfed in war again in just a few years. Rorschach's diary was eventually exposed, and the peace that the Pharaoh had sacrificed tens of millions of people for only lasted a few years before being ignited by the diary of his own companion.

He knows everything, yet he cares about nothing, or rather—the things he 'cares about' are no longer in his world.

What he cares about is the plot of entering the main DC universe.

The Watchmen universe is a relatively independent entity compared to the DC universe, but even though it is relatively independent, it is still connected to the DC omnipotent universe system. Doctor Manhattan chose to pursue what he truly 'cares about' after this farce ended.

His intervention occurred during Barry Allen's most famous "Flashpoint" incident, in which the Flash attempted to travel back in time to save his mother, while Doctor Manhattan secretly manipulated events behind the scenes, preventing the corrected timeline from returning to its original state.

He intervened in the incident where the original Green Lantern, Alan Scott, accidentally touched the Green Lantern and thus obtained the Green Lantern ring. He simply moved the Green Lantern outward by six inches, making it unreachable for Alan Scott, and thus eliminated the original Green Lantern.

Without the original Green Lantern, the Justice Society completely disappeared, the heroic tradition of the Golden Age was completely severed, and the entire team of heroes vanished from the timeline.

Moreover, the repercussions of this history led to the deaths of the Kents in a car accident, Superman never fought alongside the army of superheroes as Superboy, and the public felt fear towards the Justice League due to the lack of heroic role models.

This is the famous New 52 universe, initiated by The Flash, orchestrated by Doctor Manhattan, and ultimately leading to a comic book universe storyline that lasted for ten years.

Although the entire universe was erased and rebuilt after the Dark Metal event, Manhattan's influence in this process not only led to a rise in his personal power level, but also directly caused the complete direction of the DC Universe storyline!

So why did he do all this work in the end?

Because he was curious about the future he saw, he saw his own fateful battle with Superman on Mars—he could only see a fixed main plot: Superman throws a punch, and then everything goes dark.

This was absolutely novel for Dr. Manhattan, who could observe countless timelines. He was indeed persuaded by the Silk Souls to awaken his humanity and develop a concern for things, but it was clear that this concern was quite anthropomorphic.

The answer to this question was ultimately quite baffling, because Superman never intended to hit him. Even after Dr. Manhattan admitted that he indirectly caused the deaths of the Kents, Superman simply used his body to block a superhuman who was trying to attack Dr. Manhattan from behind.

Then Clark asked with profound concern who the woman in the photograph that the Doctor had always cherished was—oh, this woman was Jenny Slater, the wife of the Doctor in Manhattan, and also the woman he had cheated on and abandoned.

Then Doctor Manhattan was touched by the hope, kindness and instinct to protect others that Superman showed. This was a possibility that had never appeared in his calculations and prophecies. So he felt hope and the brilliance of humanity, blah blah blah.

So he repaired everything he had destroyed: Superman's parents were brought back to life, the Justice Society returned, the superhero army returned to the 31st century, the entire DC universe timeline was restored, and the effects of the New 52 era were completely erased.

Haha, time to make hamburgers!

This ending is utterly baffling; Tsurue thinks it's probably some kind of divine intervention.

So who is the biggest 'divine intervention' in the DC Universe?

Haha, I'm still in prison!!!

So, it was still the invisible hand of Lao Ye that delivered a powerful elbow strike to Manhattan's brain, causing him to choose to eat a hamburger with everyone after his abstract performance!

"To be honest, I came here to commit the crimes I needed to commit," Tsugumi frankly stated her purpose.

“My employer—Michael? He wants me to commit certain sins in order to work for him, and the situation in your universe is suitable, so I just did it.”

"Anyway, your universe is a mess. If I don't come, you'll kill tens of millions of people to achieve a peace that won't last more than a few years, so you might as well let me do it."

"Kill the high-ranking officials and a bunch of hegemonic soldiers of those countries, blow up all the nuclear weapons, objectively save the world, but in fact commit war crimes, it's that simple!"

"...Wow, this is something I never imagined."

The Pharaoh suppressed countless questions he wanted to ask; he hadn't expected the story to suddenly veer off into a religious tale, and he spoke dryly...

But he also secretly confirmed his guess about Tsurugi's personality—he was indeed not a cold-blooded person like himself, or rather, he was very similar to Rorschach.

However, unlike Rorschach, he possesses powers that allow him to do things that Rorschach could never do, and he has a different set of values ​​regarding life and death.

Is the death of the body eternal, while the life of the soul is eternal?

Therefore, he doesn't seem to care too much about the deaths of some perhaps innocent people, because their souls will have a better future, or... death is not an irreversible thing for him.

Just as the Pharaoh was pondering these questions, Rorschach and Night Owl exchanged a glance and silently tried to approach the Pharaoh.

"Don't come out, Rorschach, Dan. This is for your own good," the Pharaoh said calmly without looking up.

"Adrian, we know everything!" Night Owl jumped out and coldly said to the Pharaoh.

"What else is there to say, Dan!"

“Many! You killed The Comedian!” Rorschach roared.

"May he rest in peace, but I think not," the Pharaoh said calmly.

“Blake was the first to discover it. Nixon had him monitor us, and he found out about my activities at Carnac. However, even I didn’t expect his change of heart. Instead of telling Nixon, he confided in poor Mollock.”

"So I killed him. Dead people don't reveal secrets, and I couldn't guarantee he would keep secrets from Jon either."

He paused, looked at Dongjiang beside him, and said softly.

"However, I really didn't expect my plan to have such an unexpected factor. Blake really died in vain. But I think he deserved to die too."

The Holy Son's Path of Slaughter: Chapter 508 - The Red Ideal Country

Tsugumi watched as the group of 'superheroes' blamed each other, and he genuinely didn't care about Pharaoh's suggestion to kill the Comedian.

As Pharaoh said, The Comedian is a damned scumbag. Not to mention his attempts to rape others within his team, this guy has been secretly working as a black glove for the government.

He assassinated Kennedy, Nixon directly ordered him to clear evidence against him, the Watergate scandal was prevented because of the Comedian's assassination, and even during the Vietnam War, he and Dr. Manhattan massacred locals.

The superheroes of this world never have the righteous brilliance of the DC Universe; they all have their own dark and shameful side, which some people call reality, but Tsurugi finds utterly tasteless.

So the Tsurugi River

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Without saying a word, he prepared to take off and leave; he was going to Moscow again.

He gave the people of the Red Empire a second chance, and now he's going to get an answer.

"Wait!!!" Luo Xia called out to Tsugumi, who was about to leave. His eyes, hidden behind the constantly shifting dark mask, were fixed on him as he hissed.

"Adrian says I have no desire to rule, and you say you are sinning on the orders of angels. Is that true?"

“You could say that’s absolutely right.” Tsugumi tilted her head and smiled.

"If you'd like, I can summon an angel down right now to show you, but do you really want to try?"

“I’m not religious!” Rorschach said fiercely. “But if all of this is true, what do you value your lives for?”

"A phenomenon, a state. Death is not the end, but merely a brief moment in a long afterlife," Tsurugi said calmly.

"Besides, what I've done has never been bad, has it? The Pharaoh originally wanted to slaughter millions of people, but I only need to kill a few thousand people who directly or indirectly tried to destroy the world. His peace won't last for more than a few years, while mine will last until humanity has the ability and is willing to resist the backup plan I left behind."

His plan for humanity in this world is still the same old mechanical utopia, but he believes that the people of this world will eventually succeed in their rebellion—after all, this is still the DC Universe, full of strange and bizarre creatures.

"Someone will always get to punish you!" Night Owl retorted unwillingly.

"Then let him come." Tsurugi smiled and disappeared into the horizon.

"I'm never afraid of people who can point out my mistakes and then change me!"

The Moscow night had never been so silent. Inside the Kremlin, Poroandev sat alone behind his desk, silently smoking.

"Comrade Andev."