The Flash, carrying the hopes of the entire universe, began to run.
Bathed in the blue Speed Force, his speed grew faster and faster, his figure gradually fading, even slowly detaching from the original history.
"Batman... I hope my choice is right,"
Barry thought silently. Even though he resisted this cheating method of creating a new timeline to overwrite the old one, he could only keep running, searching for the opportunity to reverse time.
Batman also quietly watched Barry retreat.
"You've done your best, Master Wayne. Think about it, this method is reliable. It only requires changing history, correcting the appearance of Duval and his group. Maybe my past self wouldn't have to do anything, and Duval and his group wouldn't have appeared again... They wouldn't have invaded our universe in the first place." Alfred felt he should say something to encourage Batman to rekindle his fighting spirit.
But he didn't need to do so, because Batman never loses his fighting spirit.
"Wrong, that's not how it's calculated. Since parallel universes exist, and since heroes like Barry can rewrite timelines exist, there must be realms and individuals capable of resisting the changes of time. Perhaps at the moment of reversing universal time, Duval was outside a universe unaffected by time. So, no matter what we do, we can't change their history of attacking our universe. This is an inevitable fact."
Batman only hoped to find a way out by restarting time countless times.
But he didn't know that this was doomed to fail. The upper limits of the universe meant that no force in this world could truly defeat Duval. Even the gods of the universe could only confront him, not expel him.
What Batman could not have anticipated was that his dangerous attempt to time-travel and rewrite history with the Flash had already entered a truly dangerous realm.
In the vastness of the multidimensional universe,
gazes spanned the endless worlds, looking down at the Flash as he took the lead.
"Has any Flash started running yet? That's a bit too fast."
"It's basically irrelevant. Time flows vary from universe to universe, especially in such a remote world."
"Then the Flashes in other universes can almost act now. Just wait until enough Flashes start running, creating flashpoints one after another..."
The ancient gods, standing tall in the multiverse, watched from afar as more distant and vast changes unfolded.
There, a new world was poised for action. The native gods of that world also watched from afar, ready to push forward the world they ruled, dizzying the universe and fully joining the DC multiverse.
"It seems that the guys over there are very active, which is good for us."
In the dizzy universe, the members of the Endless Family gathered together. The third brother, Sleepy, said, and then looked at his sister, the second sister, Death, who had the best relationship with him: "Once you succeed, big brother and sister, you can use that more vast world to become more powerful gods than those guys!"
"Hehehe, a multiverse without complete death, this is too rare... If there were no walls blocking the multiverse, it would be even better."
The eyes of desire were filled with the instinctive desire to possess everything. He stared at this huge world, looking forward to what level he would reach after integrating countless desires: "But if there was no that thing, they would not be so looking forward to our joining."
The eldest brother, Destiny, had been silent all the time, looking down at his book of destiny, like a quiet scholar. When he raised his head, the other family members looked over.
"There's been an interesting little twist. The Flashpoint event in one universe has been slightly advanced because someone from another alien concept has accelerated it. It has no impact on us, though. They're the ones who are more anxious." Fate closed the book.
Fate never conveys useless information. Everything that has happened, and everything that hasn't happened, is part of fate.
The Sandman silently gazed at the multiverse that seemed so distant and so close, taking Fate's words to heart, thinking that once he became the Sandman of the multiverse, he would explore the dreams of all life in that world.
Following the DCEU's lead, Flashes from more universes began to run.
In the Arrowverse,
"Run, Barry, run! You can save Mother!"
the Flash whispered and shouted.
In the animated universe
, the Flash here also began to run, wanting to see the world he envisioned with his own eyes.
Flashes from even more universes followed suit.
The simultaneous actions of so many Flashes created a constant stream of flashpoints, causing cosmic communities to tremble. Past histories blurred, and the time of the new beginnings remained uncertain, blurring reality and dimensionality.
An unprecedented cosmic merger had begun, and a group of alien, conceptual gods destined to surpass most deities were stirring.
Within the DCEU, Duval was the first to sense the shift in time.
While not the God of Time, as a single cosmic god, he possessed a fundamental understanding of the universe's various frameworks.
His gaze immediately fell on the Flash, knowing that the infamous Flashpoint event had begun.
"This is a carnival for the alien gods, and I am one of them. Although this grand event is not destined to be my home turf, I will not be absent."
Duval stared at the Flash without hesitation, extending his will.
The Flash, oblivious to this, concentrated all his attention, running in circles, recalling the feeling of that brief time travel.
Gradually, he found it. The moment he closed his eyes, countless images flashed through his mind—no, they weren't just fragments of memory, but fragments of real history scattered throughout the time stream around him!
The Flash suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the scene around him in shock. It was as if he were running backwards, transcending time itself, letting everything within him flow backwards.
He could enter any point in time at any time he wanted.
"Not this, not this, earlier... I've found it!"
The Flash quickly searched for his target, but just as he was about to escape time, he sensed something was wrong. Even with the super healing abilities granted by the Speed Force, he still felt a physical discomfort.
It was as if something had appeared...
"Am I being parasitized?" The thought flashed through the Flash's mind, and a chill ran down his spine. When did this happen?
"Since you were still stuck in the normal timeline."
Duval's voice rang out in the Flash's head, nearly scaring the young hero to death: "You trust Bruce too much. This is obviously the first time you've met, but you trust others too easily. Many of his judgments about me are wrong."
"So you're really waiting for me to travel through time? Batman is right!" The Flash wanted to escape the timeline and run back, but alas, it was too late.
"There's no turning back. Enter the time point of your choice and do what you must do."
"And then facilitate your goal? Listen, I don't know what you, this devil, want to achieve, but I won't let you succeed!"
"I told you, you don't have a choice. Even if you have the Speed Force's protection, unfortunately, the Speed Force isn't a toy you can manipulate at will. It won't obey you, at least not in this universe."
Duval, having stolen the Flash's body, indirectly came into contact with the Speed Force, but he had little interest in the Speed Force itself, only seeing it as a tool to achieve his goals.
The slightest interruption caused the Flash to swiftly escape the timestream, and the surrounding images quickly vanished, leaving him tumbling to the ground in a state of panic.
"That's..."
Duval suddenly glanced in a certain direction. In the fragmented time, a fleeting image flashed:
a golden wall composed of countless giants.
The Wall of Origin? What a troublesome thing! Best to stay away from it.
Duval frowned.
This thing is uncanny. As the shackles that sealed the Goddess of Creation, it holds countless mysteries—knowledge and power. Naturally, it has attracted countless gods from every era to explore it, but none have ever returned.
They are all stuck to the wall, trapped by its terrifying suction, becoming part of the Wall of Origin. Their entire power is constantly drained by the Wall, transforming into energy to seal the Goddess of Creation.
The entire multiverse is encircled by the Wall of Origin, a vast prison.
Even the edges of certain universes can see and touch the Wall of Origin.
It's no exaggeration to say that if Duva were to approach the Wall of Origin, even though he's a concept god, he wouldn't be able to escape. He, along with all his concepts, would be captured by the Wall of Origin.
But the fact that the Wall of Origin can be observed by Duva through the cracks in time is a problem in itself. It indicates that the collision and fusion of worlds has begun, shaking the Wall of Origin.
"...Where exactly do you want me to go?"
The Flash rubbed his head, looking around in despair. His eyes were dark. No matter where he went, it was meaningless.
"It doesn't matter where you're going, Flash. When you start running, you've already fulfilled your mission."
"My mission is to send you back in time?"
"No, if I wanted to go back in time, there are ways, I could do it myself. But you, you must personally complete a run that changes history."
Duvall raised Flash's finger and pointed at the Wall of Origin. "Look, a group of gods are taking action."
Universes radiating different colors began to tremble violently. Some universes even approached each other, threatening to collide.
But that wasn't the problem. The biggest problem was that Flash saw the same scene from more time rifts: a significantly larger universe, seemingly emerging from nothing, gradually appearing in his vision and violently crashing into other universes.
"A cosmic collision! Is it because I changed time and caused more timeline chaos? It's affecting parallel universes!"
The Flash was terrified and wanted to stop.
"It's too late. You're honored to witness this undoubtedly unprecedented spectacle because of me. This is the result of your, no, to be more precise, the combined efforts of countless of you," Duvall praised, watching the scene in amazement.
His vision was far broader than the Flash's. He witnessed firsthand how, after entering the DC Multiverse, conceptual entities began to expand wildly, reaching levels he could not even begin to assess.
The vast Vertigo Universe itself had largely dissolved, becoming an independent dimensional world and the headquarters of the Infinite Family.
The size of the DC Multiverse had undergone a remarkable expansion.
This was an unprecedented event, and with the exception of a few high-ranking individuals who could ignore this change, the vast majority of other gods had to adapt to the new era.
"Hmph, these outsiders are disgusting! No outsiders have ever been so brazen! They've even reached a level they couldn't have reached otherwise."
"Beelzebub, you only make yourself look uglier. If you're truly capable, you should go fight the Endless Family."
"Since the Three Palaces haven't moved, there's no reason for me to. I have to give them some respect."
Hell, a group of notorious demons gathered, brimming with malice.
Like the Marvel Multiverse, DC's Hell lies outside the multiverse, in a higher dimension—the God's Realm. This realm houses higher-level worlds like Apokolips, Genesis, Celestial Realm, Hell, Heaven, and the Infinite Corridor, and is home to multidimensional beings.
DC's higher gods reside in the God's Realm, sending avatars into the multiverse at most.
The demons were still discussing the Endless Family, but soon, their eyes widened in disbelief as they watched the Vertigo Universe rapidly dissolve, assimilated and transformed by the DC universe's rules. After successfully integrating into the DC Multiverse, it swiftly broke free from the Multiverse and plunged headlong into the divine realm.
That would have been fine, but the Vertigo Universe was charging straight towards... Hell!
"Fuck! Coming towards us?"
"Sangong, say something!"
"..."
All of Hell was in turmoil.
The demons stared at the strongest demon, Sangong. But Sangong, facing the onrushing Vertigo Universe and sensing its multitude of wildly expanding concepts, balked.
To stand out now would be to be killed. The opponents were at least multidimensional beings, including high-level concepts like fate and death. Even if they hadn't yet reached their peak, they were not ones He wished to provoke.
Sangong then wanted to see what Lucifer, the true leader of Hell, thought of the Endless Family.
No one knows how powerful Lucifer is. All they know is that this birdman has never lost and has been driving the demons of Hell to attack Heaven for years.
Chapter 201: Operation Apocalypse
. Ultimately, the demons saw no sign of Lucifer's actions.
Clearly, Lucifer remained noncommittal about the Endless, a group of newly arrived foreign gods from the DC Universe, eager to choose Hell as their territory even before they had fully completed their conceptual advancement.
"I misjudged Lucifer. I thought he'd step forward and lead us in challenging the Endless and defending our territory."
"He's Hell's Satan, its leader—in name only. Why wouldn't he step forward now?"
"Hell is vast enough. Lucifer might have his own agenda for not responding directly."
"Shut up, Beelzebub, you ugly fly. And you, Azazel, everyone in Hell knows you two are following Lucifer!"
More and more demons and fallen beings appeared. Faced with what was arguably the most consequential event since the multiverse's creation, these demons could no longer play dead.
Beelzebub soared, shaking his fly-like head, and glared coldly at the speaker—he indeed looked like a fly, after all, he was the god of gluttony and plague.
Azazel also looked at the speaker with a cold expression.
Like Marvel's Hell, the boss of DC Hell is also known as "Satan." Whoever reigns supreme in Hell holds the title of Satan.
Now, Lucifer, having led a rebellion in Heaven and suffered a loss, fled to Hell and defeated the First Fallen Trinity in a single battle. He then joined forces with Beelzebub and Azazel to form a new Trinity, sharing the title of Satan and ruling Hell.
But everyone knew that Lucifer had voluntarily shared his authority with Beelzebub and Azazel. In essence, Lucifer remained the Satan
of Hell. Many, displeased with this Satan Trinity, were eager to launch a rebellion, plotting for countless years, only waiting for an opportunity.
Astros, Belial, Etrigan... they all stared at Lucifer.
Now, with the Endless Family joining the fray, heading straight for Hell, isn't this the most likely opportunity to unleash chaos in Hell?
Gods and demons fluttered restlessly, but none took action. They simply watched indifferently as the Endless Family, carrying the dizzy universe, entered Hell.
Countless gazes intersected, and vast swathes of information had already begun a fierce confrontation and annihilation.
No one welcomed these arrivals into Hell.
"I thought we were welcome, but Hell is an exception," Fanatic sneered at the restless local gods.
"I'm better at thinking from a different perspective. If we don't come to Hell, these guys will actually hold us back. Even if we enter Heaven, the Celestial Realm, or any other realm, we won't be much better off than we are now."
The God's Domain is vast, encompassing the multiverse. And the Wall of Origin, in turn, encompasses the God's Domain. The entire DC world is a vast circle within a smaller circle.
For the Endless Family, the God's Domain itself, as a high-level region, is a source of great satisfaction. It boasts high-quality energy, advanced laws, and a higher level of dimensionality—roughly four and a half dimensions, but not quite five.
The fifth dimension harbored a group of incredibly dangerous cartoon-like beings, incredibly formidable. Under certain circumstances, they could unleash the power of multiple entities. The Endless Family, after merely observing them from afar, abandoned their dimensional ascent, deciding instead to remain in the four-and-a-half-dimensional realm of the gods.
As for the expense of forcing their way through the fifth dimension and into the sixth...
"The fifth dimension is difficult to handle, so why not go to the sixth? We could rule an entire dimensional world, just like those fifth-dimensional beings. After all, we're conceptual gods, so as long as the world's level is high enough—"
The rarely vocal Destruction spoke grimly, gazing maliciously at the men of Hell.
"No, not to mention the enormous cost of crossing the fifth dimension, even if we succeed in entering the sixth, our situation will only become more difficult,"
Destiny said, looking down at the Book of Fate without looking up.
The other family members looked at him, knowing that Destiny must have witnessed the events of the sixth dimension—this meant that after entering the DC, Destiny's power had grown beyond all imagination, rapidly unifying the destinies of countless worlds and endless dimensions.
Naturally, the most horrific transformation in this cosmic merger was Destiny.
Fate hadn't explained anything to his family members, and he had nothing to explain. Was he going to say that the sixth dimension held the descendants of the Creator God, the masters of the Dark Multiverse Lord, the creators of the sixth-dimensional multiverse?
They joined DC to transform themselves, not to destroy it. If a civil war erupted between the factions of the Creator Gods in the DC universe, the Endless Family wouldn't get involved.
"We don't intend to start an all-out war with these gods of Hell right after we arrive, do we? Since they're worried about us competing with them for control of Hell, then we'll choose other worlds within the Gods' Realm," said the Sandman.
"Which one else can we choose? Heaven? It's obviously more dangerous than Hell, or the Celestial Realm? According to the definition of these natives, the old gods in the Celestial Realm, such as Zeus, Odin, Shiva, Jade Emperor, and Amaterasu, only have Heaven as their base camp. It is impossible for them to allow us, a group of conceptual gods, to settle in. We are not the same kind of gods as them! Similarly, the territories of the two new gods, Apocalypse and New Genesis, will not welcome us."
Fanatic said: "The scale of this multiverse far exceeds our Vertigo Universe, and its complexity is immeasurable. The conflict between the new gods and the old gods, and the battle between heaven and hell are also full of doubts, not to mention that each faction is also at war... This is great."
There are also contradictions within the Endless Family. For example, the second brother Death and the third brother Sleep are obviously in the same group; Desire and Fanaticism are very close, and they have a little disagreement with Death and Sleep, but it has not reached the point where they will tear each other apart at all costs - even if they do, at most they will seriously injure each other, and it is difficult for one concept to kill another concept.
"After I help my family gain a foothold in Hell, I will choose to leave and carve out my own world in the divine realm,"
the Sandman suddenly said. "There are too many lives, and dreams are too vast. I intend to create a dream world. With my strength, I am absolutely capable of maintaining the stability of the good dream world."
The other members did not object, for they knew full well that they had become immensely powerful, nourished by the multiverse that had lasted for three generations, expanding their concepts.
Thus, the Endless Family entered Hell.
Neither side dared to fight, not even a single word exchanged.
Until Lucifer appeared, everyone in the Endless Family felt a formidable threat. Even Fate raised its head, silently gazing at the fallen angel.
Oppression.
They felt an endless sense of oppression from Lucifer.
This kind of figure was completely different from the likes of Beelzebub and Azazel. The pressure he brought upon them far exceeded that of all the other gods in Hell combined.
Incomprehensibly powerful, incalculably terrifying.
"This guy is the Lord of Hell... He's so powerful, why would he share Satan's position with these other two?" Destruction muttered. Upon seeing Lucifer, he actually felt he was about to be destroyed. This was outrageous.
Lucifer, dressed in a suit and tie, placed a hand on his chest and said politely, "Welcome, foreign conceptual gods, but you'd better be quiet in my territory."
"Lucifer, everyone says you're the Son of God. It seems you're quite adept at dealing with outsiders like us," Death said coldly. He hadn't reached his peak yet and wasn't sure if he could handle Lucifer. "Not very good at this, because I've never cared about outsiders, including you. Whether they're new things, projections, or things from other worlds, I don't care." Lucifer smiled broadly. "It's simply that you guys are very good at making decisions, choosing to enter my territory."
The other gods and demons of Hell watched, hoping that Lucifer and the Endless Family would clash, ideally to perish together.
But in the end, nothing happened. They only watched as Lucifer's figure gradually dissipated, disappearing to an unknown destination, while the Endless Family descended into the depths of Hell.
Everything seemed to have settled down, a peaceful state.
"Lucifer is terrifying. He's not within my destiny. Don't provoke him," Destiny said. "Perhaps he'll become even more terrifying in the future."
"When we reach our strongest form, we won't necessarily lose to Lucifer," the Sandman frowned, but he quickly put the matter of Lucifer behind him. After all, the family had its own territory in Hell.
Then he could leave with a clear conscience and create a dream world in the divine realm.
The vast DC universe held countless wonders for him to understand and explore, and countless alien gods, like him, were carving their own destinies within this world.
Of course, theoretically, each was bound to meet its own demise—no one, not even gods, could escape fate and death.
Since the Infinite Family arrived in this multiverse, no one has left their domain, and in the future, not even Lucifer, Sandman thought.
As the Infinite Family gained a firm foothold and rapidly expanded their concepts across the multiverse, encompassing more and more gods,
Duval watched the gradually stabilizing spacetime, knowing that everything had settled.
"Is it over? It seems there hasn't been a large-scale conflict... But then again, if those guys had clashed in the God Realm, I probably wouldn't have sensed it."
Duval didn't have any aliens in his possession that had traveled to the God Realm.
"What? What the hell happened? What does this have to do with my time travel?" Even the Flash, no matter how clueless, knew something was amiss.
So many universes have shifted, not to mention the massive one that just flashed by...
"Is it related to that massive entity that flashed by, seemingly threatening to devour the others?" the Flash asked. He felt like he was running with a mountain on his back. This had triggered a series of cosmic unrest. Perhaps he was responsible?
"A massive entity? That universe is only okay. A truly massive universe... never mind, maybe you'll get to see it for yourself soon." The
antimatter universe, the protective barrier of the DC Universe, shielding it from all external threats and standing in opposition to both the normal and dark universes, is the truly massive universe, with a diameter of 32 trillion light-years. The
ordinary universe, with a diameter of only a few billion light-years, is as tiny as a grain of sand compared to the antimatter universe.
Of course, after the Anti-Monitor, the youngest son of the Goddess of Creation and the Goddess of Creation, its master, joined forces with his two brothers to seal the Goddess of Creation, the existence of the antimatter universe effectively lost its value. No matter how powerful the antimatter universe was, it could not compare to the Wall of Origin that sealed off the entire DC Universe.
In terms of the strength of its "protection" of the multiverse, its ability to fend off threats from the vaster, omnipotent universe beyond the DC universe, the Origin Wall's role is far greater than that of the antimatter universe.
"Go back! Your mission is over. Next, you will shoulder a new mission: to serve as my follower," Duval said.
Duval was patient with the Flash. Who would be impatient with such a valuable henchman?
The Speed Force permeates the entire DC universe. With the Flash by your side, many things become easier.
"Impossible! I want to save the world. Batman has entrusted his hopes to me... I already know how to avoid your parasite, and I know why Batman chose me!"
The Flash gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I run faster than you can, I'll definitely be able to do it!"
"...Fantastic idea."
Then Duval saw the Flash running madly.
Under the influence of the Speed Force, he saw the Flash escape into a completely new timeline, a world where history has been profoundly altered.
Superman failed to reach Earth, being captured by Zod en route. It was Supergirl who finally arrived; Gotham City boasted the lowest crime rate in the world, Batman retired...
and yet Zod arrived once again.
"Earthlings, hand over the Kryptonians you've been hiding..."
General Zod was delivering an important speech to Earth from his spaceship when he suddenly saw a figure in a red battle suit emerge from the time vortex.
"Are you that Zod?" The Flash was startled.
"You—"
General Zod, before he could react, was possessed.
Despite his power, Zod was no match for a god like Duval, even if Duval had only channeled a fraction of his consciousness into the Flash.
Other Kryptonians were also affected.
"Very well, Barry Allen, you've gained me many subordinates in this timeline, and this timeline will be conquered by me. The more worlds you travel to, the more of me will appear."
"No, that won't be the case..."
The Flash, in despair, stopped running, completely controlled by Duval.
Thus, all the major heroes of the DCEU were imprisoned by Duval.
But only the heroes belonged to Duval, not the ruthless villains. Furthermore, certain gods, aware of the DCEU's Flash's role in triggering the Flashpoint event, have already begun to take action.
"In this universe, something has occurred that even I, a divine being, finds baffling..."
The Lord of Darkness on Apokolips cast his gaze towards Earth.
Chapter 202: Release Thanosed!
Darkseid, in the realm of the gods, knew the Flashpoint event was inevitable.
He witnessed the Infinity Clan's entrance into Hell. From beginning to end, his expression remained impassive, as he watched with apathy.
While Apokolips was home to one of the two major factions of the New Gods and a gathering of powerful individuals, it wasn't strong enough to intervene in Hell's conflicts.
Furthermore, the gods of Apokolips had many problems to solve.
The previous Lord of Apokolips, Yuga Khan, who claimed to have single-handedly raised the ceiling of the New Gods, became obsessed with the mysteries of the Origin Wall and, determined to seek his own death, found himself unable to descend. Darkseid
killed his brother, seized the Omega Effect, and overthrew the rule of Yuga Khan's wife, Heger. He ascended to the throne of Apokolips and became the new Dark Lord.
Outside, there was also the New Genesis, led by the Father, who frequently waged war against Apokolips.
"Even if we join forces with New Genesis, we're no match for Hell. I urge you to remain calm and refrain from entertaining any dangerous thoughts until you obtain the Anti-Life Equation," a robed figure entered, coldly admonishing.
"Desaad, you must understand that even my uncle, Steppenwolf, wouldn't dare speak to me in such a tone." Darkseid glared at his most loyal servant with a blood-red glare that could obliterate the universe.
Desaad had made invaluable contributions in the battle to overthrow Hegger, and his status on Apokolips was equal to Steppenwolf's.
He obeyed only Darkseid's orders—or, more accurately, Darkseid's true form.
"I'm simply fulfilling my duties. The Flashpoint incident has had a profound impact on our world. This new crop of conceptual gods is incredibly formidable, and this is definitely not the end, but the beginning,"
Desaad said coldly. "There will undoubtedly be new conceptual gods, or other types of gods, who will use our world to ascend to higher positions."
"Hmph, so what if they come? They've just jumped from a smaller cage into a much larger one. No one can cross the Origin Wall!" Darkseid sneered.
He paid no attention to the Endless or any of the other newcomers.
Yuga Khan, so powerful, yet so horribly defeated, deeply shocked Darkseid. He began to seek other ways to grow stronger, attempting to crack the secrets of the Origin Wall.
Desaad paused, not saying anything more.
The Endless were still rapidly growing stronger, not yet reaching their peak. No one knew how powerful these conceptual gods would become once they reached their peak.
At best, they were at the pinnacle of the multiverse. Could conceptual gods truly transcend the strength of the universe itself?
Without breaking the Origin Wall, the growth ceiling of gods like the New and Old Gods is largely locked, with no further advancement.
This is why, after three generations, every god, regardless of their species, yearns to learn the secrets of the Origin Wall and explore the vast, omnipotent universe beyond it.
"One thing to note: the Flashpoint event was initially triggered by a remote universe, which shouldn't be the case," Desaad said.
"I've already given orders to the incarnation in that universe. He knows what to do. Speaking of which, my incarnation in that universe was defeated on Earth when I was eight years old."
Darkseid said this, quickly dismissing the incident.
This was, after all, just a minor incident. What could be noteworthy about that weak universe? At most, some new developments—perhaps even new foreign concepts?
That's not a big deal. The emergence of strange concepts is commonplace in a multiverse this vast.
This is just a minor incident; the true ultimate secrets lie within and beyond the Origin Wall
...
the DCEU universe.
The new timeline created by the Flashpoint event was supposed to overwrite the old one.
"It worked."
Bruce sat before the complex monitoring equipment, watching the ripples on the screen.
The moment he saw the ripples rapidly jumping, a sense of relief washed over him: "Time throughout the universe is undergoing a drastic transformation. Barry did it, I believe he can do it."
"Looks like we're going to disappear, young master. How about a drink to celebrate our demise?" Alfred brought over two glasses of whiskey.
"It's also a celebration of rebirth. There will be Batman and Alfred in the new world, but it won't be us anymore." Even knowing he was about to disappear, Bruce felt a sense of relief, happily picking up his glass and downing it in one gulp.
Perhaps in the next second, he would disappear, all his knowledge and memories frozen in time forever...
But it didn't.
Because Duval took action.
As the old and new timelines quickly overlapped, Duval stood like a nail in the current timeline, stubbornly blocking out the new temporal changes and refusing to accept the new historical changes.
A god could witness Duval's feat of blocking a timeline, but Batman couldn't. He could only judge based on objective data.
"Oh no! The timeline is reverting, and the history that was supposed to happen is disappearing."
Bruce was stunned. Such a thing could happen. A timeline that had been formed for countless billions of years suddenly came to an abrupt halt, like hitting a solid wall, and even regressed!
"In our history, right now, someone has destroyed the new timeline. It seems Duval is even more terrifying than we imagined. Is he really an alien god?" Alfred sighed deeply.
The two sat in front of the screen, numbly watching the timeline return to normal until the Flash found them.
"I see. I have a question. If conceptual gods like you can enter the multiverse, why don't those guys enter other universes? That way they can also escape this multiverse and bypass the Origin Wall, right?"
Luthor tugged at his hair, muttering to himself.
Most of the time, he wouldn't get a response, but if he was lucky, Duval would answer some of his questions.
Luther now understood what was happening, and for the first time, he realized that this time-travelling act was a major event for the entire multiverse.
"Because it's meaningless. Even the Vertigo Universe, where the Endless family originates, is nothing compared to the entire multiverse. While it's somewhat unique, the new knowledge and power it contains isn't enough to satisfy the multiverse gods, let alone convince them to abandon their existing systems and risk traveling backwards to a weaker world," Duval replied. Anyone
who did that was mentally ill. Moreover, the arrival of the Infinity Family, bringing the Vertigo Universe with them and integrating everything into DC, is a rare example.
Other concepts that have entered DC, like Godzilla and Cthulhu, have only been incorporated into the concepts themselves, rather than bringing the entire multiverse they inhabit into DC. This would be incredibly difficult.
The most important point is,
"Even if the native universes of these alien concepts are multiverses in name only, they are in reality pitifully small, incomparable to the current multiverse recognized by the multiverse gods," Duvall said.
His DCEU, like the Marvel Multiverse's MCU, is essentially a cosmic community composed of many universes—a small multiverse.
Similarly, television universes like the DC Animated Universe and the Arrowverse...
The gods trapped within the walls have long studied the various newly born concepts and discovered that some of them originated naturally within DC, which is fine. Others, while indeed alien, are also worthless.
Most of them only brought a fraction of their concepts, projected and captured by the DC Universe as projections and radiation, unlike the Infinite Family, which pulled their entire native universes in.
Even if they did, the small size of the multiverse wouldn't have piqued the interest of these gods.
Otherwise, many multiverse gods would have attacked Duva the moment he entered the DC Universe.
"A vast world breeds more powerful gods, and these gods possess the confidence to look down upon outsiders," Duva said.
"Hehehe, can I understand it this way? You—the great alien god Duva—can act as you please in this small multiverse, but you're essentially being looked down upon?" Luther let out a malicious laugh. Of course, he wouldn't belittle Duva for that; to do so would be to belittle himself.
Luther was excited by the new discovery. Freed from his constraints, he had the opportunity to gain a glimpse of the truly vast realm through Duva's perspective.
Without Duval, he'd likely spend his entire life battling Superman, lost in his dream of human supremacy.
Even if he could defeat Superman, it would be meaningless in the grand scheme of the multiverse.
"I'm not ashamed of this. My origins are even more humble, a nobody hiding in an abandoned building in New York City, yet I've conquered countless gods and fallen at my hands," Duval said. "The gods of this multiverse are no exception. Sooner or later, they will be surpassed and defeated by me."
No high-ranking multiverse deity would take the concept of the Alien seriously, let alone the Alien God.
Concept gods like Fate and Death, upon their arrival, could stir up a storm, grow incredibly powerful, and manipulate the gods into paying attention.
But Duval was destined to avoid such treatment.
But it didn't matter. Sooner or later, he'd be able to force a group of multiverse beings to bow down to him. That was why he'd resorted to all means, even risking the attention of terrifying entities like the Living Tribunal, the Spectre, and Merlin, to enter the DC Multiverse.
As they spoke, the Flash returned, carrying Batman and Alfred, though he hadn't wanted to.
"Sorry, Bruce, I can't help myself..."
"I know, because you couldn't find me with your power alone."
Batman's expression was utterly grim. He looked at everyone present: Superman, Wonder Woman, Lex Luthor, Doomsday...
Luthor was talking to himself excitedly, clearly enjoying the conversation.
"Tell me, do you have a backup plan? Or was your capture here part of it?" Superman looked at Batman, still unwilling to give up, and asked hopefully.
"That's all. Even creating a new timeline to overwrite this one doesn't work. What else can we do? My biggest mistake was not realizing this guy was truly a god." Batman remained calm, finally looking at Luthor.
Luther shrugged and spread his hands: "Don't look at me like that. I found that following Duvall is very promising, so I changed my mind-"
"Is this also part of the plan?"
"No, not at all. I have handed all my plans to Bruce, but he didn't act as I planned. Although I am afraid I have been mentally prepared to face this result." Luther complained, "You must not have tried the second plan I gave you."
"That's unrealistic. Even if it succeeds, I suspect that this is to help Duvall, and that will be a nightmare for the entire universe." "
But now, this universe has ushered in a nightmare. I am looking forward to seeing this scene happen, and I have formulated a new plan. Duvall parasitizes me, and I parasitize Duvall. As he becomes stronger, I become stronger, and then launch a rebellion. This is a perfect plan." Luther pointed to his temple. He knew that his thoughts could be seen by Duvall to some extent. At this point, there was no need to hide his thoughts.
He finally realized it wasn't a lack of effort on their part, but rather that, with their disorganized situation suddenly facing a concept god of Duva's caliber, it was only natural that they would be crushed.
At that moment, Duva stepped out, watched by the others.
"I'm pleased to see you all so active. You have a great team spirit. How about calling yourself the League of Evil? After all, in your eyes, I'm an unforgivable evil."
Duva's mind was preoccupied with the vision of the Vertigo Universe merging with the DC Universe. Although he couldn't see the entire picture, the fragments he'd glimpsed were enough to provide him with valuable insights.
He pondered countless complex information, forming the basis for his future plans.
"It seems someone doesn't want me to think quietly and is ready to eliminate me as soon as possible." Duva raised his head, gazing into the vast expanse of space. "Thanoside, your opponent has arrived."
"Hmph, I'm looking forward to it."
Thanoside smiled grimly. He was tired of watching these heroes' playful solutions. Even Universe 9602 had fallen, so how could this utterly deplorable world be defeated?
If he truly wants to break free from Duva's restraints, it depends on how Thanosed performs. He
starts by killing half of his own universe.
The DCEU's Darkseid, commanding a horde of demonic beings, marches towards Earth.
"One of my clones betrayed me and joined another god long ago, but why haven't I heard from my original self about this?"
Darkseid's face was filled with deep confusion the moment he saw Thanosed.
Chapter 203: Honorary Title: Darkseid Hunter
Darkseid has arrived, bringing his vast army with him.
"Is this Earth? The planet where Darkseid once tasted defeat?"
Behind Darkseid stood Steppenwolf, the god of Apokolips.
At the age of eight, this universe's Darkseid attacked Earth but was defeated by the Olympian gods, the Green Lantern Corps, and Earth's natives.
"You're making a dangerous attempt, Steppenwolf. A subordinate god shouldn't challenge Darkseid's authority in this way. If it weren't for Darkseid's kindness, you'd still be wandering the universe," warned Desaad, a wizard-like figure clad in a black robe.
"This isn't a provocation, but curiosity. Darkseid didn't give any signs before he issued the order to conquer Earth, as if he had suddenly made a major discovery... Is it related to the previous major changes? If I'm not mistaken, a brand new timeline was generated, intended to overwrite our timeline, but was stopped by some force."
Steppenwolf may be dismissive of Desaad, but he must have the utmost respect for the brutal Darkseid. Compared to this, he wanted to confirm one thing more.
Did the original body of the God's Realm issue an order to Darkseid of this universe?
If so, what role should Steppenwolf play? Has Steppenwolf of the God's Realm ever communicated with Darkseid of this universe?
"I call that guy 'Original' simply for convenience."
Darkseid stretched out his massive hand, grasped Steppenwolf's neck, and roughly dragged him toward him like a chicken. His eyes gleamed red, ready to strike at any moment. "But that doesn't mean I'm merely the original's tool! The me of the God Realm merely got ahead, luckily gathering most of the godhead. But I'm still me, and no matter which world I'm in, I'm the one and only Darkseid! My uncle, you must have absolute loyalty and trust in your master."
Darkseid's godhead had been shattered in an earlier war. Most of the fragments had gathered together to form the original in the God Realm. The fragments, scattered across the multiverse, became Darkseid's clones across the universes.
One of Darkseid's primary missions was to absorb all of these clones back into the original, thus completing the godhead.
At this moment, the intensity of the Omega Rays soared, capable of blasting Steppenwolf's head in an instant, causing him to panic.
"Steppenwolf was banished from Apokolips for a reason, but he's still needed in the attack on Earth," Desaad's voice was low and husky, like a whisper. And then Darkseid actually let Steppenwolf go.
Desaad, regardless of which world's Apokolips, was always the second or third god, similar in status to Ebony Maw beside Thanos.
"The Mother Box is also on Earth. I'll retrieve it for the great Darkseid!"
Steppenwolf, axe in hand, leaped from the spaceship first. Behind him, a vast army of djinn swarmed out, overwhelming the earth.
djinn are a specialty of Apokolips, powerful weapons of mass warfare. They're typically mass-produced from the indigenous lifeforms of conquered planets, combined with Apokolipsian technology.
If Darkseid so desires, he can use the Omega Effect to directly consume large numbers of weaker beings, transforming them into incomplete djinn, using them to feed the enemy and quickly deploy them on the battlefield.
"Steppenwolf is no fool. He must have other ideas," Desaad said. "I hope it wasn't His Excellency Steppenwolf from the God Realm who issued the order directly to him."
"I don't believe my original self is so weak that he can't even control Steppenwolf. Steppenwolf will lose control only if my father breaks free from the Wall of Origin, but we all know that's impossible."
Darkseid's clones are still Darkseid. Aside from the original self, which can directly influence him, he and his clones exist independently, possessing memories and experiences that don't share.
This is why there are so many different forms of Darkseid, capable of fighting each other or collaborating.
Each Darkseid can absorb more fragments of the godhead to increase his own strength. Each Darkseid knows this, but he won't deliberately attack his weaker selves to achieve this goal. After all, they are all themselves. Arrogant Darkseid clones generally don't use this method to increase their strength. It's unsightly and tarnishes Darkseid's name.
Of course, if different incarnations of Darkseid were enslaved and driven by different multiverses, leading to mutual hatred and murder, that would be another matter.
Darkseid, hands behind his back, glanced at Steppenwolf's figure, then quickly looked away. He didn't care about Steppenwolf's life or death; he was just a useful tool in his hands. He was more concerned with his other self on Earth.
Their appearance was slightly different, their build similar, but their attire was drastically different.
Was it a Darkseid incarnation from some parallel universe, a degenerate one? It was unknown what had happened to this creature to become this monstrous, willing to abandon the dignity of a Dark Lord and alter his form and clothing.
If Darkseid hadn't confirmed that he could detect the aura of his own godhead fragment and the Omega Effect, he would have believed it to be a poor imitation.
"Well, whatever happened to that creature, it doesn't seem he intends to communicate with me. Let's find a chance to kill him and retrieve his godhead fragment." Darkseid glared at Thanoside coldly.
Thanoside also stared at Darkseid, feeling the instinctive throbbing within him, and suddenly a terrifying smile appeared on his face.
Very good! As he adapted to this world, his omnipotent beams were instinctively strengthened, officially upgrading to Omega beams.
"It seems the Omega Effect is unique to this multiverse and doesn't work in my Universe 9602, which has always limited my strength."
Thanoside was delighted. He didn't say anything like, "If only I could use the Omega Effect, I could have defeated Duval back then, because even if I could, I certainly wouldn't have.
" "I thought you'd make excuses for your failure in the other multiverse," Luther asked solemnly, arms crossed.
"No, because in that universe, Duval must have enslaved even more formidable creatures. Even if they were piled up, they would be enough to overwhelm me." Thanoside clenched his fists, grinning, and attacked first.
To those who didn't understand, Thanoside fought bravely for Earth, even though they didn't know him.
Superman, Wonder Woman, and the others watched, feeling incredibly upset. Their bodies rushed out uncontrollably, instantly making them even more upset.
"We're helping one invader deal with another, yet no one truly cares whether the planet we're protecting is truly protected." Wonder Woman's eyes were glazed over. Under the influence of the alien larvae, she was even able to eat and drink normally to maintain her strength. Her complexion, far from looking ugly, actually became even more rosy. It
was so uncomfortable; even Ares, the Olympian God of War, hadn't made her so devastated and hopeless.
"Get out of here! You ugly bugs, you have no idea what you're facing!" Steppenwolf roared, slashing Wonder Woman with an axe. The next second, he was met with a powerful kick from the sprinting Flash, buckling his knees.
"You're the speedster who created Flashpoint. You're worthless now," Steppenwolf swung his axe mercilessly, but Wonder Woman charged forward, brandishing the Godslayer.
Superman also moved, striking Steppenwolf from above with a single blow that sent him stumbling.
A group of heroes who should have been part of the Justice League now surrounded and assaulted Steppenwolf, a striking resemblance to history.
However, these heroes didn't need to spare any time to cleanse the demons, as a swarm of aliens had already emerged, colliding with the mosquito-like demons.
Compared to the demons, the equally mass-produced aliens lacked the ability to fly, but at least their blood could serve as a weapon, allowing them to fight on their own, effectively eliminating the demons.
Unless Darkseid moved the entire planet of Apokolips and unleashed the countless demonoids he had transformed from countless planets he had conquered, unleashing them on Earth, he could outnumber Duval.
Relying solely on these demonoids, there was no hope.
"Aliens... hmph, these creatures are quite something, no wonder they could give birth to a conceptual god. But there's a limit. As an outsider, you can't compare to the Infinity Clan." Darkseid watched the scene from afar, quickly absorbing the alien's information.
"It's true that I can't compare to the conceptual gods of the Infinity Clan, but you're no match for your Darkseid clones in other universes, even if you possess the Omega Effect." Duval's tone was calm; he wouldn't waste words on someone about to be annihilated.
Thanoside had already burst out of Earth, heading towards Darkseid.
Desaad had already retreated silently. He didn't usually charge out like a berserker, but was quietly awaiting Darkseid's attack.
As the master of Apokolips, one can have all sorts of flaws, but one thing he cannot do is flinch in the face of a challenge.
The two rock-like giants, sharing a similar fighting style, began their battle with a single Omega Beam. The red beams zigzagged through space before finally colliding. The seemingly ordinary beams scorched the very air at the moment of impact.
Then, Thanoside took the lead, swinging a fist capable of shattering countless planets, crashing down on Darkseid's head like a black hole explosion.
"There's a part of you that isn't mine. No wonder I find it so strange. You're a hybrid, a product of some unknown world... an alien?"
Darkseid, struck, then nonchalantly punched Thanoside in the same manner.
"Even without the alien, I would have conquered you!"
"From the results of your recent mastery of the Omega Effect, you're from outside the multiverse. But I never knew fragments of my godhead could drift to other worlds."
Even a small world wouldn't be right.
Even the smallest fragment was still Darkseid, not a mindless creature. It should have immediately sought a nearby world to establish itself.
The original hadn't told him anything like this, which meant there was clearly a hidden secret, one that he had no right to meddle with.
"Origin... you've found a way to cross the Origin Wall? Is that you?" Darkseid bared his teeth, a frightening sight, but was then struck in the face by an Omega Beam, sending him reeling.
"Maybe, maybe not. Duval and your original know more than I do. I don't care what the truth is." Thanoside pounded on Darkseid, taking a beating himself.
But Thanoside had the upper hand. He possessed everything Darkseid possessed, and even what Darkseid lacked—Thanos and the Alien. The former was fine, but the latter was truly formidable. The Alien, capable of being used by Duval to parasitize him, naturally possessed extraordinary genetics, naturally granting Thanoside a whole new power.
At least, it was enough to suppress Darkseid.
Boom!
Another punch landed, and Thanoside roared, his eyes blazing with Omega Rays once more. He had thoroughly mastered the power of the Omega Effect, and he unleashed it upon Darkseid.
Darkseid's suit was severely damaged, revealing his scarred frame. Even a powerful being like Darkseid was gradually losing ground against such a formidable Thanoside.
"The loser shall have everything taken from him by the winner! Your Omega Effect, your godhood, give it all to me!!"
Thanoside grasped Darkseid's head, and with a sudden thrust of his thumbs, he dug his way into Darkseid's eyes. With a sizzling sound, a stream of red light, like liquid, erupted from his eye sockets. Despite his severe injuries, Thanoside had finally achieved decisive progress.
He had won, and the winner took everything. He immediately began to dismember Darkseid and drain the power of his godhood.
This was the key to his rebellion against Duval's rule. In the future, he would absorb even more Darkseids to fulfill his purpose, ultimately, using a method he dared not fully imagine, to eliminate the Duval threat once and for all.
"No, Darkseid lost... No, Darkseid also won,"
Steppenwolf said, his eyes widening as he was brutally assaulted and facing a losing battle. He was accidentally struck by Superman again .
"I'm not Darkseid, but Darkseid is me—Thanoseside!"
Thanoseside absorbed the godhead with relish, amplifying his power. But this wasn't enough. He wanted to leave this universe and hunt Darkseid in other parallel universes.
Desaad flew over, offering his loyalty to Thanoseside. Only the strongest could become the master of Apokolips, even if that master was also controlled.
But Thanoseside gave Desaad no chance. With a single blow, he blew Desaad's head apart, and with another blazing gaze, he pierced Steppenwolf's body.
"Duva..." Thanosed's eyes flickered, and he finally slowly retracted his Omega Rays. He had absorbed a Darkseid, but he still wasn't sure he could fight Duva. It must be because this Darkseid was too weak.
It wasn't enough, he needed to hunt more!
Just a few more, and Duva would be no problem!
Chapter 204: I Doubt God's Wrath Can Penetrate Walls
. "Thanoside only becomes so aggressive when facing Darkseid."
Duval casually glanced at the entire battle, unsurprised by the outcome.
Darkseid's clones naturally vary in strength. The stronger ones can obtain the Anti-Life Equation and engage in duels with the Anti-Monitor, while the weaker ones' clumsy performances on various battlefields are simply eye-popping, practically super soldiers.
The DCEU's Darkseid is by no means a top-tier clone; it's merely passable.
But Thanoside is different. This creature has absorbed the fusion of two multiverse entities and gained Duval's power.
To put it bluntly, even if Thanoside were truly ineffective and truly felled at Darkseid's hands, Duval could intervene in a moment and directly inflict his immense strength upon Thanoside.
However, the one who suffered the most from this outcome was Steppenwolf, who was still alive.
This guy wasn't beaten to death by Superman and the other alien heroes. Instead, he was pierced through the chest by an Omega ray from Thanoside, yet he still held on. He lay on the ground, struggling in agony, not even caring about his injuries, staring at Thanoside in disbelief.
"Darkseid is dead? How could the master of Apokolips die so easily?! And at the hands of another Darkseid!" Steppenwolf's head was buzzing.
He knew he was just an avatar, a mere expendable tool to the original, but he was still a god of this universe. For years, he had been exiled by Darkseid, wandering the cosmos.
Darkseid, the one he feared and worshipped, had been devoured in this way? Not even the most basic fragment of his godhood remained?
"Darkseid..."
"Shut up! My name is Thanoside, and I'm completely different from the Darkseid you know!"
Thanoside approached, his hands behind his back, and stood before Steppenwolf like a mountain. He
was exactly like Darkseid.
"You possess the same godhood as Darkseid, and you can kill and absorb him. To me, you are the master of Apokolips!" Steppenwolf prostrated himself before Thanoside, submitting.
He didn't know what Darkseid's original form was up to, whether it was orchestrating a civil war among the universe's clones, but that didn't stop him from joining the new Lord of Apokolips.
Just as his original form served Darkseid wholeheartedly,
Superman couldn't tolerate this. With eyes glowing red, he was determined to slay Steppenwolf once and for all.
Wonder Woman, brandishing the Godslayer sword, charged forward.
Whether Steppenwolf joined Thanoside or Duval, the outcome would be the same: Duval would have another god-level warrior under his wing. This could not be allowed to happen!
However, the heroes who took action were easily defeated by the surging power of Thanoside, one blow after another.
Thanoside had become far too powerful, twice as powerful as Darkseid's clone. He had at least transcended the ranks of super-soldiers and possessed a touch of the aura of a supreme cosmic god.
Superman suffered the most, having his cape grabbed by Thanoside, repeatedly slammed and finally kicked.
"Without my permission and Duval's signal, how dare you attack my servant? From now on, Steppenwolf will be my assistant," Thanoside sneered.
"Having absorbed Darkseid's godhood, your strength has skyrocketed, and everyone can see it. Perhaps this is your chance to challenge me."
Duval hadn't spared Steppenwolf a second glance, unconcerned with his fate. Instead, he was mildly interested in Thanoside's decision.
"How could that be? After all, you are my master, Thanoside," Thanoside bared his teeth, uttering such unconvincing nonsense that even Luthor wouldn't believe.
"Neither of these guys is telling the truth. It's a shame, though. If Thanoside dares to rebel against Duval, perhaps Duval will loosen his grip on us, giving us an opening to strike."
Wonder Woman spat out blood, corroding a large area of the ground. She immediately lifted the severely injured Superman to his feet, allowing him to recover from his injuries in the sun. She had never concealed her thoughts, whispering softly as she carefully observed Duval's reaction.
As she expected, Duval didn't care. As long as it wasn't a matter of principle, he would ignore their actions within a limited scope.
"I feel it's useless. He can even smooth over the changes in the restarted timeline and even plant people in another timeline. Are you sure a rebellion like ours can solve the problem? Everything Batman asked me to do has failed."
The Flash's expression was numb and excruciating. "Originally, if I had changed history, I would have changed everything. I would even have had the chance to see my mother... I'm in agony."
"Is your mother also named Martha?" Luthor sneered.
"No, why do you ask?" The Flash looked at the deranged Luthor in confusion.
Superman remained silent with a sullen expression. Batman lurked in the shadows, hushed in the distance.
"Don't worry about it. It's not worth dwelling on your suffering. No matter how much pain you feel, you won't be alone. There will be many parallel universes where you've lost your mother. This is the fate of most of you."
Duval said slowly, "Actually, I know someone who searched the entire multiverse and couldn't find a single complete uncle."
The Flash's defenses faltered. He felt this wasn't something to compare himself to, but Duval ignored his emotional shifts. A single thought smoothed out his mental fluctuations, bringing him back to a state of calm.
"Normally, I don't pry into your thoughts. There's no need, and I don't have the habit. But that doesn't mean I can't. I'm sure some of you have guessed it." Duval smiled faintly.
Thanoside's smile faded. This was his biggest worry, but thankfully, he was intentionally controlling his thoughts. Duval certainly wouldn't know the details of the final means of rebellion against Darkseid...
"I've absorbed Darkseid's godhood and know his mind. These are orders from the divine realm itself. I'm requesting a parallel universe crossing operation. Before Darkseid attacks us, I'll kill more Darkseids. Of course, I'll also have the opportunity to become stronger and eventually replace Darkseid," Thanoside suggested. "I like honesty. Even if you're hiding something from me, it's fine."
Duval knew exactly what Thanos was planning. Both Thanos and Darkseid were ambitious tyrants to begin with. He knew all too well what Thanos would become if they merged.
"Most of Darkseid's godhood resides in the divine realm, meaning even if you slew all his clones across the multiverse, you still wouldn't be a match for Darkseid himself," Duval said.
"True, but I still have your power to use, don't you? Just like you took the risk of leading us into an unfamiliar multiverse." Thanoside grinned. He loathed Duval, but he also deeply admired him.
The more he admired him, the more he wanted to find a way to kill him. That would prove Thanoside's greatness!
Duval smiled: "Conquer this universe. Transform it into our base as quickly as possible, radiating outward to the surrounding universes."
At the very least, they should bring the DCEU's smaller multiverse under their control.
Just like what he did in the Marvel Multiverse,
Duva never lost sight of his purpose. He came to this world to spread his concepts, strive for higher status, and seek the possibility of advancing into the multiverse.
Soon, with Earth as the center, various forces spread out in all directions. Bringing war was a minor tactic; the truly important thing was to spread Duva's name far and wide, turning every place he touched into Duva's pasture.
Duva also began to bestow gifts upon the people of the universe, allowing these pitiful beings the privilege of basking in the glory of the Alien God.
Sometimes, Duva felt himself to be truly remarkable, so generous and kind, willing to extend a hand and bring new life to all, willing or unwilling.
This time, Duva was not as patient as he had been in the Marvel Multiverse. He rapidly expanded his tribe and elevated the magnitude of his concepts.
Soon, Aliens appeared on numerous planets throughout the universe, to varying degrees.
Eyes turned upon him, and even the gods of the universe dared not attack Duva.
Even Darkseid was defeated and killed. Who else had the courage and strength to stop Duval?
"From what parallel universe did this god appear out of nowhere?"
"Strange creatures called aliens, capable of remote parasitism across vast distances of time and space? Mortals are powerless to resist such a power. It won't be long before the entire universe is filled with aliens." "
Parasitizing ordinary creatures is one thing, but that creature seems to be able to control gods. The one who killed Darkseid... Darkseid? It seems he was controlled."
No one had ever seen such a docile "Darkseid," obedient and following orders like a loyal dog. How could this be possible?
The gods of the universe were in danger, frantically trying to understand Duval's origins, especially his motives.
But no matter what they did, they could not stop Duval's advance. As aliens appeared on more and more planets and fell one after another, they were able to maintain the status quo. The war between various forces and countries continued, as if nothing had happened, which made the situation even more bizarre.
Gradually, the changes in this universe attracted the attention of certain individuals.
The first to react, of course, were the multiverse's gods, who had deployed clones within this universe.
Darkseid, upon confirming his clone's death but the absorption of his godhood, understood.
"Master?"
"I already knew, Desaad. I didn't expect something so interesting to happen. Ghost was the handiwork of the clone that killed and absorbed a fragment of my godhood." Darkseid sneered.
"Ghost? You mean, when Ghost disappeared from the multiverse?" Desaad immediately recalled. Ghost's whereabouts were nowhere to be found, whether in the numerous universes or even in the divine realm.
Many gods were aware of Ghost's identity as "God's Wrath." Despite this, aside from a group of mysterious beings within Heaven and the rebellious Lucifer, few gods had ever truly encountered God. They were completely unaware of God's existence, whether he was a greater god, an ultimate force, an artifact, or a principle.
Darkseid was aware, of course, that some of his incarnations had clashed with the Ghost.
But if there was one incident that even Darkseid himself took notice of, it was the Ghost's mysterious disappearance, forcibly obscuring a patch of spacetime, as if a piece had been abruptly cut from the multiverse.
No god would pursue the Ghost, seeking to understand the incarnation of God's wrath, because slicing a marginal universe was no problem, as long as the 52 numbered universes remained unaffected.
Now, Darkseid realized that what the Ghost had done must have been quite intriguing. Even his incarnation, after merging with something unknown, had begun acting independently.
"But even that wouldn't alarm you. You wouldn't care about fragments of godhood," Desaad asked doubtfully.
There were so many fragments, of varying sizes, that even the loss of a single one would have no impact on Darkseid himself.
"I've always suspected that Ghost has the ability to pass through the Origin Wall, but I've had no proof. Now I've found an interesting breakthrough. If I can decipher the part of my strange clone that doesn't belong to me, I can confirm it."
Darkseid looked down at the blood-red Apokolips, a world filled with screams and despair. This vast, cosmic planet was dotted with countless cities and, naturally, a vast indigenous population—not mass-produced biological weapons like the demonoids, but normal people.
These people were caught in endless wars, suffering outbreaks, massacres, plagues, extinctions, natural disasters, and ultimately death.
Originally, even the dead were naturally subject to Darkseid's control. As long as the mysterious Darkseid didn't intervene, no one would question this. Even if Darkseid wanted to do something, he wouldn't have the chance to spread the Death Lantern Rings to the realm of the gods.
But now, with the arrival of the Infinity Family, the DC universe has gained a Supreme God on the side of death. What will happen next is uncertain. The gods are waiting and watching, and this will require a long period of adjustment.
But compared to the mystery of the Wall of Origin, death is nothing, and the Endless Family is nothing. After all, they are just a group of people who jumped from a small cage into a big cage.