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

The Anti-Monitor stands before the multiverse tower, hundreds of meters high, having left behind the ruins of Earth simply to provide a place for this colossal structure.

The tower is currently channeling the energy generated after the destruction of the universe into the Anti-Monitor, who is eating, though with a much larger appetite than other creatures.

"Ha—" The anti-monitor let out a long breath, temporarily stopping the process of absorbing energy, and turned to look behind the giant tower.

“My father’s death, Darkseid’s death will surely bring you new life. Soon everything will change. The age of the new gods will pass, and the age of the anti-gods will come.” A woman walked out from there.

Her skin was an unnatural stone gray, and her eyes were scarlet. Although she was quite beautiful, these two features were identical to Darkseid's, just as she said, she was Darkseid's daughter.

The old gods and the new gods once fought a war that caused the heavens and earth to collapse and the sun and moon to lose their light. In the end, Darkseid and the other new gods emerged victorious, and the old gods gradually faded from the stage of history.

However, the war between gods was not a one-man show; countless beings were either willingly or forced to join the war, including the Amazons.

The era of the old gods has ended. The Amazons have remained on Paradise Island since the war ended, but some people cannot let go of that great war and still yearn to destroy the new gods.

She knew she could never do this on her own, so she created a weapon and became pregnant with Darkseid's child.

This is the woman who appeared before the Anti-Monitor, Darkseid's daughter, Grell.

Chapter 217 An Irreconcilable Conflict

The Anti-Monitor is gathering power to cause trouble for Darkseid, and Grell will guide him on the path to the main universe, bringing him before Darkseid.

The vengeful half-Amazonian clicked with him; Grell and her mother had their own purposes, but the anti-surveillance man didn't care about the idea that he considered it nothing more than the existence of lowly microbes.

His sole purpose was to kill Darkseid and cause turmoil in reality. When a powerful god dies, the universe becomes unstable, and he can use this opportunity to separate from the anti-life equation within him.

Yes, although the Anti-Life Equation is his most powerful weapon, he has always harbored the idea of ​​separating it from his body.

The Anti-Life Equation craves cosmic-scale destruction, constantly driving the Anti-Monitor to destroy the universe. The feeling of being powerless is anything but pleasant, even though he himself is a cosmic destroyer.

“It won’t be long before Darkseid dies,” the Anti-Monitor said.

The life of the counter-monitor is endless, he said soon, but who knows how long that means? Greer couldn't be sure when the counter-monitor would be ready, but she didn't ask.

The two sides reached a certain level of cooperation, but there is no doubt that her side has a very low status and no say at all.

Grell flattered the other party a few times, then leaned against a broken wall and continued to wait.

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……

“You all know that Darkseid is a new god, right?” Karl said in the hall.

Everyone nodded.

“That’s simple. The Anti-Monitor is also a god, but a unique kind of anti-god. Just as a new god replaces an old god, an anti-god may also begin a new era. In this respect, Darkseid and he are natural enemies,” Karl continued.

The Justice League then realized what was going on, and were immediately overjoyed, because Darkseid could indeed be a powerful ally.

The little blue man said with a straight face, "I see. Darkseid does indeed have a force comparable to the Green Lantern Corps. Since there is such a conflict between them, it is indeed possible to borrow his power and let the dark beings contribute to dealing with the cosmic crisis. It would be an honor for him."

Although the Justice League repelled Darkseid's invasion, it was only a routine operation and far from the true limits of Apokolips.

The little blue men have a lot to say on this, because they once went on an expedition to Apokolips and had a head-on collision with the enemy, and they suffered a crushing defeat. So the little blue men know that Darkseid has a greater power than the Legion.

However, the little blue man did not understand that what he had faced was still not Darkseid's true power.

Darkseid exists in every universe, and while the people in each universe are similar yet different, Darkseid is different; he possesses an astonishing consistency across countless universes.

This is because the beings in these universes can only be considered a part of Darkseid, while the true Darkseid is multi-dimensional and unique, just like the Anti-Watcher.

This time, the real Darkseid will definitely be the one to deal with the anti-monitors; only in this way can the two sides be considered equals.

Besides the conflict between the new gods and the anti-gods, there is another irreconcilable contradiction between the two sides: Darkseid's life goal, which is to obtain the legendary anti-life equation.

Darkseid is currently unaware that the Anti-Life Equation resides within the Anti-Monitor. Had he known, he would surely have been consumed by a frenzied killing intent.

However, there's no need to tell everyone this. It's not that Carl insists on keeping it from the Justice League, but the little blue man is still here, and letting them know about the Anti-Life Equation isn't a good thing. Who knows what kind of trouble they'll cause because of it? As it is for now, it's fine.

“I must say, this is indeed good news,” Batman said.

“Darkseid is incredibly powerful, even able to suppress Superman, and has countless Parademons under his command. If we take him into account, the situation will undoubtedly be much better.”

“Not only that, we can also find a way to set the battlefield on Apokolips, so we can fight with peace of mind and without worrying about casualties,” Wonder Woman said.

The proposal had barely been introduced when everyone summarized its many advantages, and it was undoubtedly much better than the previous plan.

“There are still many difficulties in implementation, but these are all achievable. Let’s vote by raising our hands,” Batman said.

This plan was risky and difficult to implement, because Darkseid would never be on their side, but the corresponding benefits were substantial. Ultimately, the success rate was much higher than playing away, and it was quickly approved unanimously.

Batman nodded and said, "I'll start preparing now."

“Then I’ll go back to the legion to gather manpower first, and then we can contact each other directly using the Green Lantern Ring,” the little blue man said.

The meeting came to a temporary close, and the guests left the Hall of Justice. Little Blue took the two Green Lanterns (excluding Hal) and flew towards Oa, while Carl, Mebius, and Tiamat returned to the spaceship on the far side of the moon.

Karl found an empty room, opened the spatial box, and let the remaining Chaos Tide return to Tiamat.

"After absorbing all the Chaos Tide, will you still be able to maintain your current size?" Karl asked as he placed the container.

“That’s possible, but…” Tiamat hesitated.

"Just what?"

"...However, I probably still won't be able to resist continuing to give birth."

Tiamat knew very well why she was exiled to the imaginary space. She did not want to repeat the same thing, which led Karl to choose a similar approach. However, this was instinct and not under her conscious control. If she could have restrained herself, she would not have been sealed in the first place.

This is indeed a problem. Karl cannot allow Tiamat to produce without restraint. Simple magical beasts are one thing, but once intelligent species are produced, Tiamat will give love unconditionally and will not want to be separated from them. Unless Tiamat is willing to watch her offspring being put into bottles, the issue of living space alone will be very difficult to solve.

"Production? What to produce?" Mebius asked curiously from the side.

“She has an instinct to design and produce new species, the kind that keeps coming back,” Karl explained.

Immediately, a glint of light appeared in Möbius's eyes. This was truly an unprecedented and peculiar life form, and her instincts as a scientist were awakened.

“Hey, big sister Tiamat, would you like to come to my room for a bit? Maybe we can find a solution there.” Mebius started using his usual tone when coaxing people onto the operating table.

However, before Tiamat could answer, Karl said, "No, as for a solution, perhaps there is one right now."

Chapter 218 Self-Control and Pretense

Designing life is Tiamat's instinct, or rather, the meaning of her existence. This is something that cannot be stopped, and it is precisely for this reason that Tiamat was sealed in the imaginary space. If she could stop producing life, the situation would be much better.

Of course, nothing is absolute. Just because there is no solution in one place does not mean that it will not work in another place. In fact, there is already a solution in front of Karl.

That was the Lasso of Slaves. When Tiamat was bound by the lasso, no monsters were born from the Chaos Tide, and the so-called unconscious production was forcibly stopped.

“…Try this.” Karl used a spell to change the owner of the Lasso of Subjugation and gave it to Tiamat.

"Isn't this the magic rope from before?" Tiamat remembered the Slave's Lasso. Her magic resistance was quite high, but she still had little ability to resist the lasso, so she remembered it very clearly.

“That’s right, but now you are its master. You can use it to give commands to living beings, including yourself,” Karl replied.

Tiamat nodded and took the lasso, using it on herself immediately. She trusted Karl to a great extent, both out of gratitude for being saved and because she instinctively felt the urge to give love to those she respected.

Tiamat wasn't afraid, but she couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Could this characteristic, which had accompanied her for almost her entire life, really be suppressed?

She took a deep breath, gripped the noose tightly, and said, "I command myself not to unconsciously design life anymore. I don't want to hurt my children because of it!"

The Lasso of Submission emits golden light. It is supposed to distort the personality of the user, but now that personality is its master and should be in a dominant position, not its target. This is different from the Lasso of Truth, because if it is only meant to guide people to tell the truth, it does not need to emphasize the user's position too much.

The lasso can no longer suppress the user's personality, but at the same time it must make the user carry out commands. The submissive lasso needs to balance both points. Fortunately, the fact that it commands itself does not cause it to crash, but rather provides a compromise.

A very incomplete personality emerged, but Tiamat's original personality was not affected because this new personality was too flawed. It could only prevent Tiamat from creating life indefinitely and could not exert any influence on other aspects.

After giving her command, Tiamat waited nervously for several seconds. Since she felt nothing, she asked doubtfully, "Did I succeed?"

Karl, who knew nothing of magic, said, "I can't be completely sure either, but it's easy to verify if I wanted to, isn't it?"

"Hmm." Tiamat nodded, and voluntarily released a large amount of chaotic energy from beneath him.

Normally, once this step is achieved, life will continue to emerge from the Chaos Tide even without Tiamat's subjective intentions. But the current situation is different; the Chaos Tide is completely calm and shows no signs of movement.

"It worked? It worked!" Tiamat exclaimed with immense joy. "I can finally... I can finally control myself and won't hurt the children anymore!"

Tiamat hugged Karl and laughed, laughing until tears streamed down her face. It was no wonder she was so excited; the solution to this problem was extremely important to her.

If she had been able to control it from the beginning, she wouldn't have harmed the existing living beings, wouldn't have been exiled, and wouldn't have been forced to seal herself away, using endless pain to restrain her instinct to escape the space.

Now that she can finally control when she gives birth, it means she can stay with her child forever. How could she not be excited?

This time, Karl didn't push her away. Instead, he patted Tiamat on the shoulder and waited quietly for her to finish venting her emotions.

Mebius was somewhat displeased. She had been trying to bring her relationship with Karl closer, at least to avoid the current situation where she had no official title and was unilaterally accepting gifts. However, her progress had been quite slow, and she hadn't expected Tiamat to make such an intimate move.

Another point is that she was very curious about Tiamat's body, but now that the problem has been solved, she probably won't have the opportunity to get to know her better.

After about ten minutes, Tiamat finally calmed down, because she had fallen asleep.

Karl gently placed Tiamat on a sofa, then turned and said, "Mebius."

"Well, what happened?"

“As you know, the upcoming major battle is unavoidable, and we need more troops. It’s time for you to get back to your old profession,” Karl said seriously.

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Time never stops.

In the days that followed, the Justice League continued to maintain order on Earth as usual, but Batman appeared less and less frequently. Earth was not safe, and even before the big battle, there were still many villains causing trouble.

Lex Luthor of this universe once compiled statistics showing that 87% of supervillains imprisoned on Earth escape within three months, while in Arkham Asylum, it takes only one month.

Batman has been focused on building a machine that he hopes will accurately guide the Anti-Monitor to Apokolips. He is even willing to let others take over his work in Gotham City for this purpose.

Most of the time, this task is done by Superman, but not today. Superman has to go to another planet and doesn't have time to handle it, so we have to find someone else.

Strangely enough, before Superman left, he recommended Carl to carry out the mission, and Batman agreed for some reason. Perhaps it was because Carl was away from Earth most of the time, so he had no chance to observe Carl's behavior patterns and wanted to take this opportunity to observe him.

This was quite an interesting proposition, and Carl didn't refuse; he agreed on the spot.

“From now on, I am Batman,” Carl said in the spaceship. His suit had a transformation function and had now turned black, becoming a bat costume.

“Uh…” Mebius looked at the scene speechlessly and said, “Excuse me for being blunt, but apart from the appearance, they are nothing like each other. They are too obvious. And their voices are too.”

“How about this?” Karl said, his cloak partially obscuring his face, “I’m Batman.”

Mebius had to admit that it did become very similar, but it still felt strange when she knew the truth, even though she already knew that Carl wasn't a serious person when she learned that the spaceship was called the Octopus.