I, the anti-superman, have hacked into the chat group.

“aarrr…” Tiamat was forcibly pushed to the ground.

"Is he irrational? I don't know if he lost it after coming to this world, or if he was imprisoned in the imaginary space for too long and gradually went mad."

That's the problem. Tiamat can't communicate; her intellect has vanished, and her last vestiges of kindness and reason have been sealed away. But now that she's in this world, the seal has little effect other than inflicting pain.

“If there is truly no possibility of communication, then Tiamat must not remain in this world, otherwise it would be a catastrophe for other creatures.”

If the other party completely goes mad, Karl will have no choice but to isolate Tiamat. If this planet is unsuitable, then they will go to another planet. He has the ability to take the other party there.

Tiamat can fly, possesses magic with an extremely long endurance, and can randomly design creatures, making her essentially a natural colony ship.

However, if Tiamat were actually sent to another planet, she would probably be driven mad for the rest of her life.

The process by which she designed life was so random that it took countless years to give birth to a species as intelligent as humankind.

Now she has completely gone mad, and the creatures she has conceived are basically as insane as Rahmu. Sending them to other planets will only result in a planet full of monsters. Even if a sentient species is born by chance, it is basically impossible for them to survive.

In that environment, Tiamat could not possibly regain her sanity. She was driven mad from a normal state, not because she wanted to become like this. Sending her to another planet would essentially be letting her sink into madness and fend for herself. Karl would not do that unless absolutely necessary.

"Ah, if only we had the Lasso of Truth, that thing could definitely help Tiamat find her true self," Karl thought to himself as he held Tiamat.

The Lasso of Truth can bring clarity to one's mind and even bring madness back to its senses. Countless times, Wonder Woman has used the Lasso of Truth to bring members of the League back from their rampages.

Unfortunately, Karl only possessed the Lasso of Submission, which created a submissive personality to control the other person's body, offering no real help in this situation.

"The Lasso of Truth is the best solution, but it's in Wonder Woman's hands, which means I have two options now."

“Or, I could go back first, borrow the item from Wonder Woman, and give it to Tiamat. But that would take too much time, and there’s no guarantee it would work. Seven months is too much of a luxury to spend two months on a vacation.”

"Or, like Mebius, I could try to bring Tiamat to my universe, but to do that, I'd have to kill Tiamat first, and then go back to my world to try and revive her, which is just too..."

Putting aside the fact that this plan is too inhumane, only Mebius could be indifferent to it. The subsequent resurrection is also a problem. Karl's only method of resurrection at present is the invaluable White Lantern Ring. There is also a great battle about to break out, and the power of the White Lantern is indispensable. Otherwise, even if he resurrects people, they will still be killed by the Anti-Monitor.

"If only we could just bring Tiamat over there, but oh well, there's no such thing as a free lunch," Karl chuckled self-deprecatingly. He even tried, hoping against hope, but it still didn't work.

But then Karl's expression changed. He realized that there was indeed one that the group chat system had determined could be taken away, and that was the Chaos Tide.

Chapter 206 Subduing

When group members travel through time using the system, they will not be teleported themselves; they will carry their personal belongings with them. The only limitation is that they can only teleport one life at a time.

Perhaps taking clothing into consideration, the restrictions are much more lenient than those between group members. However, it only applies to life forms, not all organic matter. Otherwise, a spider wearing silk would probably experience the embarrassing situation of its entire clothing disappearing during its first voyage through space.

When Karl pinned Tiamat down on the ice field, he inevitably came into contact with some Chaos Tides, which seemed to be Karl's property.

Karl fell into thought: The Chaos Tide was theoretically part of Tiamat's body, but now it seems that pure theory is not reliable, and the Chaos Tide is ultimately different from the main body.

As something extending from Tiamat's body, the relationship between the Chaos Tide and Tiamat is similar to that between a spider and its silk, or perhaps even closer, like hair or blood.

“That makes things simpler.” Karl released Tiamat’s horns, ascended into the sky, and then fired a heat ray at the other side.

This time, the area covered by the thermal vision was much larger than before. It was no longer two thin beams of light, but rather like a red waterfall, looking as if it wanted to grind Tiamat to dust.

“araaa…” Tiamat’s singing was filled with pain.

Her skin began to show scorch marks, but compared to her body, the surrounding ice was undoubtedly more fragile. Before any real damage occurred, the ice collapsed and melted, and Tiamat fell into the ocean of chaotic tides.

Immediately afterward, Karl also rushed in, and both disappeared into the black ocean. Neither the doctor's equipment nor Merlin's magic could detect the situation inside the Chaos Tide.

"Oh no, it's disappeared, doctor! What's the situation now?!" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked anxiously.

"Don't ask me. I can't see the specific situation here either. I can only observe Tiamat's magical signals. As for Mr. Superman's situation, I can communicate with him in a special way, but I still can't see over there," the doctor said helplessly.

Merlin laughed and said, "Alright, we've already chosen to believe him, so let's just wait and see how it ends."

There's not much they can do right now; it will take them a long time just to get to the shore, so they might as well wait here.

Time passed slowly, and Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others felt that time was passing very slowly, but in reality, it was less than a minute. A new situation arose, and the doctor's projection appeared again.

He said somewhat hastily, "According to Chaldea's observations, Tiamat's signal is rapidly weakening and will soon disappear completely."

“Really? He still decided to kill Tiamat?” Gilgamesh asked.

No one answered, because they ultimately couldn't be sure what was going on over there.

……

In the ocean of chaotic tides, Karl pushed Tiamat deeper and deeper until he was certain that no one else's reconnaissance methods could reach them.

He certainly didn't intend to kill Tiamat; otherwise, he would have attacked her directly while she was still at sea, instead of weakening the heat vision to cause her to fall into the ocean. He did this because he didn't want his group members to see what happened next.

Carl reached for his waist and took out a thorny rope from the storage box—the very same noose that originally belonged to the Super Queen.

Karl used his X-ray vision to maintain his vision in the space filled with black mud, then swam around, wrapping the lasso around Tiamat's entire body.

“araaaa!”

This artifact, capable of binding even a cosmic god, demonstrated its intended effect. Tiamat was unable to break free from the seemingly fragile golden rope, and with Karl in charge, it was impossible for her to make a breakthrough from the user's perspective.

"Tiamat, obey me," Karl commanded.

The lasso emitted a pale golden light, and Tiamat's struggles became more intense than ever before. Her beautiful singing began to turn painful, and even though she had lost her mind, the impending loss of her freedom instinctively made her feel fear.

However, the Lasso of Submission, which corresponds to the Lasso of Truth, is not so easy to deal with. Tiamat stopped struggling as Karl finished speaking and slightly opened her mouth to make a sound of submission.

"I command you to regain your sanity." Karl first tried to address the core of the problem directly, but the effect was not as expected.

Tiamat replied expressionlessly, "Yes, my master."

Clever methods are ineffective. Tiamat is now behaving exactly like everyone else who has been controlled by the lasso. Her responses are merely those of a templated, compliant personality, with Tiamat's own will completely suppressed.

"As expected, we still have to use the Lasso of Truth." This was expected, so Karl was not disappointed and began to give the actual command for using the Lasso of Submission.

"I command you to completely transform your body into the tide of chaos."

Tiamat, affected by the lasso's effect, immediately began to carry out the command. Her enormous body gradually began to melt, mixing with the surrounding black mud until they became indistinguishable.

Karl used the chat group to make another judgment, and now the entire Chaos Tide could be taken with him as personal belongings.

Tiamat is currently in a state of being in a state of being alive or dead. Her enormous humanoid body has been decomposed, including her brain. She is alive, but she has no consciousness. However, she is dead, and Tiamat can recreate her body at any time.

In fact, at this moment, the Lasso of Nushun was still emitting a faint glow, indicating that it was at work, influencing the consciousness of others. Tiamat instinctively wanted to regain her ability to think; if it weren't for the Lasso of Nushun, she would immediately come back to life.

Karl opened the spatial box, organized its contents, placed them in a high position, and then opened the door wide, continuously pouring the surrounding chaotic tides into it.

The chaotic tide covering a radius of 100 kilometers is not small at all. The space box was designed to be used as a personal tool, and its function is to be the Dragon King's wallet and treasury. Therefore, the entrance and exit are not designed to be large, with a maximum height of only 500 meters.

Karl used his bio-force field for assistance, and it took him quite some time to collect all the Chaos Tide into the spatial box, along with the Lasso of Slaves. If the Lasso hadn't been submerged in the Chaos Tide, Tiamat would have recovered from her suspended animation.

Chapter 207 The Imminent Final Battle

Karl collected all the Chaos Tide and then returned to the temple in Uruk.

"Mr. Superman, has Tiamat been destroyed?" As soon as she entered, Fujimaru Ritsuka ran over and asked.

Tiamat's signal disappeared, and now even the Chaos Tide has completely vanished. Logically, Tiamat should be dead without a trace, but Superman clearly doesn't want to kill, so perhaps there's still a chance. Tiamat isn't a bad person; being her enemy is purely out of helplessness. If conditions allowed, who wouldn't want a win-win ending?

Of course, even if Superman ultimately chooses to stand with humanity and destroys Tiamat, they can only be grateful and strive to improve themselves to prove that humanity deserves this favor.

“Of course not.” Karl looked at the crowd with their varying expressions and replied, “I had Tiamat disintegrate into the Chaos Tide. In this state, she is not considered a living being and can be taken away from this world. There is a way to restore her sanity there.”

The logic here might be a little hard to understand for people other than the doctor and the spider, but there's no need to delve into it too deeply, because it's perfectly understandable what Carl is trying to express.

"So that means things have been resolved satisfactorily, right?" Mashu asked uncertainly.

Carl nodded.

"Great! A happy ending!" Fujimaru Ritsuka cheered.

The others didn't react as dramatically as she did, but they all chuckled. This was supposed to be the most difficult singularity to overcome, but with Superman's help, it was not only easily resolved, but also achieved the most perfect result ever. How could anyone not be happy?

Gilgamesh rose from his throne and said to the doctor, "Doctor, the helper you found is indeed powerful enough. With him, defeating the Magic King shouldn't be difficult... Well then, I wish you a speedy recovery of humanity."

After he finished speaking, his body began to emit golden light. No, not only that, everything was emitting golden light: the sky, the land, the city walls, and everyone except the four outsiders.

The biggest distortion has disappeared, and this singularity will soon self-correct and return to the right track of history.

"It's time to say goodbye again. This time it's gone by so fast." Fujimaru Ritsuka was already very familiar with this process. Their mission here was complete, and it was time to say goodbye.

Medusa's body was also emitting a faint glow, so Karl asked her, "Medusa, are you sure you want to return to the Throne of Heroes instead of staying in the real world?"

When he advised Medusa to relax earlier, he said that if she wanted to, she could stay in reality, which was not difficult.

Medusa smiled and shook her head at this tempting offer; she refused.

"Thank you for your kindness. I've had a very happy few days and made many wonderful memories. But I think it's better not to stay in the real world any longer. I want to return to the Throne of Heroes and give these memories back to my original self. If possible, I would also like to share them with Gorgon."

Carl nodded and didn't try to persuade him further. He respected other people's decisions. He always felt that everyone's values ​​were different, and what was the best choice varied from person to person.

When he offers help, he usually adjusts his actions according to the other party's wishes. The most obvious example is Möbius. He himself was wary of the idea of ​​breaking his body down into a liquid and then being reborn, but Möbius himself was willing to make that choice, so he respected the other party's decision. The same applies now. Since Medusa has decided to go back while she is in a conscious state, then let her go back.

“Well then, I’ll remember what I’ve been through here. See you again someday,” Karl said, then turned to look at Spider.

"Spider, please take us back."

The spider in white nodded slightly, but did not immediately move. Instead, it said, "I... am not in a hurry."

Carl considered the meaning of those words and asked, "You mean you can send us back first, but you want to stay here a little longer, right?"

Spider nodded quickly, overjoyed. It felt so good not having to bother explaining.

"Can I ask why?" Carl didn't feel there was anything to remember him by; he was curious about what Spider wanted to do with the place.

“Space… for learning,” the spider replied as briefly as possible.

A singularity is neither the world nor real history. Its scale is limited. Rather than traveling through time, it is more like arriving in a special space based on that period of history.

Now, this space is about to dissipate. Spatial magic is Spider-Girl's trump card, and observing the process of this special space's demise is very meaningful to her. Such things are rare, and she might even be able to find a way to develop new magic.

"Alright, then be careful, don't actually get lost in the space." Karl guessed the meaning of those two words pretty much. Spider-Man was very good at surviving, so he wasn't too worried.

Spider raised a hand, and with a thought, sent Karl and the other two back to Chaldea, while she waited for the place to completely dissipate.

……

In the Chaldea command center, all the staff stood up and applauded to welcome the three returning members. They had smiles on their faces and were in good spirits.

Although the previous singularities were all resolved successfully in the end, the process was so arduous that it kept everyone on edge, often requiring intense work until the very last moment. It was nothing like how relaxed and pleasant it was now.

There was coffee on the doctor's seat to keep him awake, but he didn't drink it because he didn't need it.

"Welcome back, Mr. Superman, and Mashu Ritsuka. Thank you so much this time. We can see history gradually returning to normal, and we're one step closer to saving humanity," the doctor said as he walked over.

Carl waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, it was just a small favor. This period of time has also been a very interesting experience for me."