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

"Death Storm, rules are rules. No matter how strong you are, if you don't control the city, you can't sit here. Or do you want to challenge the rules?"

As he spoke, Karl's gaze shifted slightly downwards, and red light shot directly from his eyes, instantly evaporating the lower half of Death Storm. The remaining beam traced a long trail across the sky above the city.

"Ah~ no, how could that be? I completely agree with what you said, Superb. I was being presumptuous just now." Death Storm didn't even bother to repair his body, enduring the excruciating pain as he apologized immediately.

Don't be fooled by Deathstorm's appearance as a skeleton, or his self-proclaimed position as the intersection of life and death. In reality, life is life, and if Karl were to punch him in the head, he would still die.

“Why didn’t we do this earlier? Following the rules is better for everyone,” Carl said.

Death Storm nodded repeatedly. Only then did he begin to manipulate the power of atoms to repair his body. Although he had recovered, the serious injuries he had sustained were not without effect, and even the flames on his body had weakened considerably.

“Then I’ll change it back now,” Death Storm said weakly, pointing to the sculpture beside him.

“No need.” Karl shook his head and said coldly, “Those who attempt to kill at will in my meeting have no reason to exist.”

Death Storm had no choice but to withdraw his hand and stand obediently to the side.

The meeting, which had been delayed for a while, was finally able to begin.

Karl glanced at everyone and then said, "The reason I called you all here is actually quite simple. I think you haven't forgotten the cosmic crisis I told you about, have you?"

“I remember,” Aquaman said. “You said our universe has been targeted by monsters called the Anti-Monitors and will soon be destroyed, and the only way to survive is to believe in you.”

Aquaman simply stated the facts without any personal emotion, but deep down he didn't really believe it.

Is this the story of Noah's Ark? The world will be destroyed by a great flood, and only those who believe in a savior will have a chance to survive. It's too cliché. He'd rather think it's a lie that Karl made up to maintain his position.

This was also the opinion of most people present. After all, Karl had never presented any evidence. It was too difficult to convince them of the existence of a transcendent being capable of easily destroying the universe based solely on verbal accounts. It was beyond their imagination.

“Very good, it seems you remember what I wanted to say. A new universe is being scouted, and I will be very busy during this time and will not have time to deal with the mess on Earth, so I plan to hand it over to you,” Karl said.

These words excited the villains; were they being given territory?

“What I need is complete stability, but you are all so scheming against each other that you can’t even manage this small area. So I can’t let you fight your own battles anymore. The formation of an alliance is imperative.”

Chapter Forty-Six: The Alliance is Established

"An alliance? Isn't the current situation quite good?" The villains were somewhat surprised.

These people weren't really familiar with each other. They attended the gathering out of respect and fear for Karl. They didn't know what would happen if they were suddenly asked to form an alliance, so most of them preferred to maintain the status quo.

“The current stability is because of Superpower. If you were to handle it yourselves, which of you could do it? For example, the alien invasion a year ago, which of you was confident of winning?” Night Owl said.

Most of the villains present were power-hungry and pleasure-seeking types, not fools who wanted to take revenge on society indiscriminately. The destruction of the world was not in their interest, and without Karl, the tall figure standing at the forefront, many things would become more complicated.

After some thought, they gradually realized the importance of the alliance, but since it involved a huge amount of interests, they were still wavering.

Karl continued, "I have doubts about your capabilities, so if you join the alliance, I will provide you with some assistance, such as funding and weapons."

Karl himself has never manufactured weapons, but over the years he has collected a lot of spoils from various villainous organizations, which can be used by these villains. If that's not enough, Karl also has a large number of magical items that he extorted from the Dragon King.

Thinking of this, Karl took out the space box, opened it, and released a large number of magical items. Dragons have always liked gorgeous things, not to mention that this was the collection of the Dragon King. The items instantly made the whole room shine with golden light.

Not only are they gorgeous in appearance, but a few villains who can manipulate energy can feel the immense power emanating from them. Each one is a treasure that would make people fight tooth and nail to get their hands on it, yet now they are piled up into a small mountain, and it is clear that this is far from the total number.

These villains were immediately tempted. This was a real benefit, and upon closer inspection, it seemed that what they would have to do after joining the alliance wouldn't be much different from what they were doing now. Anyway, they would usually eliminate hostile forces. In the future, they would just have to expand the scope of their attacks, from hostile forces to all troublemakers, and they would also have to deal with external enemies.

"I'll join!" Someone immediately agreed. There were risks, but they felt the benefits outweighed the risks.

After someone took the lead, the remaining wavering people also agreed. Since so many people had joined, and all the bigwigs sitting around the round table had also chosen to join, they decided not to hesitate any longer.

Carl gave them 10 minutes to consider, and in the end only five people did not join the league.

"Sorry, Superpower, we think things are fine as they are. The crisis of the universe's destruction that you mentioned is too far away, and the Alliance doesn't need a few more of us. We won't disrupt the stability, but we don't want to join either, so sorry, Superpower."

Johnny Quick felt that these five people were utterly ungrateful and was about to curse them to show his loyalty when he suddenly saw Carl give him a look.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to join. You can leave now, and you’ll have nothing to do with the alliance anymore,” Karl said.

The five men bowed and silently left the room. Night Owl watched their retreating figures, a razor-sharp smile flashing across his face for a fleeting moment.

The meeting continued after they left.

“Very good, then from now on everyone will be a member of the alliance, and I will be the head of the alliance. I don’t think anyone has any objections, right?” Karl said.

Everyone shook their heads; no one objected. After all, Karl was the undisputed strongest, and anyone who dared to openly oppose him was long gone.

“As I said before, I’ll be very busy for a while and won’t have time to check on your work. So if I’m not around, you’ll all be under Night Owl’s command.” Karl gestured with his hand.

Night Owl stood up and bowed slightly.

This time, the villains looked puzzled. Who is this person?

Since Night Owl almost never leaves Gotham City, most people don't know him. They always thought Night Owl was just a legend in Gotham City, so how did he suddenly become their leader?

However, since it was Karl who appointed him, none of them objected. They just thought there was plenty of time, and they would test this Night Owl's abilities later to see if he was qualified for the position.

Carl understood the villains' intentions, but he wasn't worried at all. In fact, it was Night Owl who notified them to come to the meeting, which meant that Night Owl already knew their intelligence inside and out. Corresponding to Batman, with his knowledge of both himself and his enemy, he could almost win every battle, so Carl didn't need to worry about anything.

This is also why he likes working with Night Owl; it makes his job much easier.

"Hey, Super, Super Overlord, what's the name of our alliance?" Quan Jie asked at this moment.

"I haven't decided yet. Do you have any suggestions?" The idea of ​​forming an alliance was impromptu, and Karl hadn't given much thought to the name.

“Oh, boss, I have an idea. What do you think of the name ‘Criminal Syndicate’?” Johnny Quick stood up and said.

The villains around him were mostly nodding in agreement, after all, it was the name from the original work, which would certainly suit their aesthetic, but Karl didn't like it, and it wasn't really suitable for the current league.

"What a terrible name! Is all you ever thinking about is crime? Can't you have some ambition? The purpose of the alliance wasn't to commit crimes," Karl retorted.

The villains echoed this sentiment, expressing their shared dislike for the crime syndicate.

"The purpose of the alliance is to maintain stability, so what about the Order Alliance?" Death Storm also offered his opinion.

It sounds good, but it sounds too much like a superhero organization name and still doesn't suit them. You have to understand that the members here are all villains, and you can't describe them as orderly.

Before Carl could even voice his opinion, the villains themselves decided the name was unacceptable and rejected it.

The villains then began to discuss amongst themselves, offering many names, but none of them could convince anyone, each feeling that their own name was better, until Deathstorm came up with a name.

"Since it's an alliance formed by Ultraman, why not call it the Ultimate Alliance Ultraleague?"

Instantly, the villains had no reason to refute. Since they had already brought up Superpower, what could they say? They could only say that the name was good.

Okay, Carl originally planned to use the name Injustice League as a substitute if the discussion couldn't reach a conclusion, since no organization actually used that name anyway.

However, since we've already come up with this, let's call it the Ultimate Alliance. After all, it's just a name and doesn't mean anything. Only an organization that can complete its missions is a good organization.

Chapter 47 The Meeting Ends

“Let’s call it the Ultimate Alliance,” Karl decided.

The alliance is now officially established, and it's time to test its effectiveness. I should be able to stay a few more days, so I can see if these people can deliver a performance that satisfies me.

"The subsequent funding and weapons will arrive soon. Until then, you can pick one item from this pile of props that you like and take it with you." Karl pointed to the pile of glittering dragon treasures next to him.

The thugs didn't hold back and excitedly rushed in. At that moment, they felt they had really chosen the right person to follow; their new boss was incredibly generous.

Soon, the thirty-odd villains had all chosen their favorite items and were happily clutching the gorgeous magical artifacts.

"Thank you, Superpower! Don't worry, we'll definitely handle the League's affairs beautifully from now on," the villains said arrogantly after receiving the powerful item.

“Alright, now I have a task for you. Complete it,” Karl said.

"Uh, okay, what is it?" The villains didn't expect their boastful words to get a response so quickly, but they quickly adjusted their mood and chose to accept it.

Karl said directly, "Then the first task of the Ultimate Alliance begins: catch up with those five who just left and kill them!"

Don't blame him for being heartless. You have to understand that these people are all scoundrels who deserve to die. Making them maintain world stability is just making use of trash.

Carl had already made the stakes perfectly clear and offered tangible benefits. If they still don't cooperate under these circumstances, it can only mean they have their own ulterior motives, which means they're bound to cause trouble sooner or later.

Since Karl was unwilling to uphold order, he had absolutely no reason to keep these scourges around.

"Also, wait until we're out of Metropolis before you start, don't make a mess of my place," Carl added.

Deathstorm felt relieved: I knew this would be the outcome. Those people were really stupid, naively thinking that Superpower would let them leave unconditionally. The last disobedient person is still standing there as a statue. Following Superpower was definitely the right thing to do.

Some of the villains were frightened by Karl, but that's precisely why they obediently prepared to hunt down the five people. Having just obtained magical items, they were still confident in completing their mission.

Apart from a few people sitting around the round table, the rest of the villains started to walk outside. Death Storm also mingled in the crowd, preparing to leave, but just then Karl called out to him.

"Death Storm, you stay here."

Although he didn't know what Karl planned to do by asking him to stay, Deathstorm felt that being noticed was already a good thing.

“If I’m not mistaken, you should be able to manipulate atoms,” Karl said to him.

Death Storm quickly nodded: "That's right, or more accurately, it's about rearranging atoms. Because of this ability, I can transform one substance into another."

Karl pulled a kryptonite fragment from his belt and tossed it to Deathstorm, saying, "Take this kryptonite. I need you to analyze its structure and then master the method of converting other substances into kryptonite."

“Yes, Superpower! I guarantee I’ll complete the mission!” Deathstorm said excitedly, having been entrusted with this important task.

“It would be best if you could do that. Now you can go down,” Carl said calmly.

Carl didn't have much hope, because in the original story, Deathstorm hadn't mastered the method of creating Kryptonite until the Crime Syndicate invaded the main world.

Giving Deathstorm a Kryptonite shard now is just a side hustle. He got a fist-sized Kryptonite from the chat group before, so he's not short of Kryptonite right now. That's why he's going to give it a try. What if he succeeds?

Immediately after Death Wind left, someone rushed towards Karl; it was the Ringholder who had reached his limit of endurance.

"Superb! The meeting is over, so can you take off my ring now? Hurry, please hurry!" the Ringholder cried out.

Karl pushed the Ringbearer's large face away with his hand to prevent the other's tears from getting onto his battle armor, and then said, "Alright, alright, give me your hand."

He was quite satisfied with the performance of the person in charge; they did not cause any disturbances during the meeting, nor did they try to end the meeting as quickly as possible.

The man with the power to dissuade him quickly extended his swollen right hand.

The ring was on his middle finger, surrounded by prominent veins that pierced through the glove. It looked as if the ring had become one with his flesh and blood, and the veins would twitch from time to time, like the ring's heartbeat.

Karl grabbed the ring and violently pulled it outwards. Such a brutal act naturally caused the ring holder great pain, but he could still endure it, because it was less than a tenth of the pain caused by the ring.

With the power to move the moon, taking a ring is naturally no problem, even if it's a lamp ring, the most powerful weapon in the universe.

The ring holder, after removing the ring, transformed into a thin man wearing a pilot jacket. He jumped and danced with joy, even wishing he could spin around in circles with his noodle-like body.

He wasn't actually this thin before. After all, he worked at an air force base, and even as a handyman, his physical condition was pretty good. But the ring brought him both physical and mental torment, and he quickly became skin and bones. Even so, he was unwilling to give up the ring.

When Carl grasped the ring, the lamp ring was still trying to struggle, but Carl's fingers were as steady as a mountain and did not budge. Soon the ring realized that it was doing useless work, so the ring began to change its approach.

Then it emitted a faint green light, and a voice came from inside: "Superpower, why did you have to take me off? You know this guy is a piece of trash. Without me, he's useless."