socalfunplaces Chapter 1060 Doctor Manhattan vs. Superman
Chapter 1060 Doctor Manhattan vs. Superman
Chapter 1060 Doctor Manhattan vs. Superman
The true intentions have been revealed.
The Laughing Bat finally pushed Papetua to this position.
No matter how many times, leading everything to a darker side, the laughing bat always finds it hilarious.
And now you're saying that he persuaded the Mother of the DC Multiverse to make up her mind to destroy the entire DC Multiverse?
Nothing could please the Batman Who Laughs more than this.
As for the Baby Multiverse, that world was created by the World Maker, but things are different now. The World Maker was first killed by Superman Supreme at great cost, and after being resurrected, he was forced to participate as the Ultimate Watcher. With his current power, can he still protect the Baby Multiverse?
Perpetua is about to take action; for those upstream in the timeline, the future is meaningless. But if Doctor Manhattan meets Superman, it could very well be the end for the DC multiverse.
They want to extract as much crisis energy as possible from this universe before their death arrives.
When Perpetua and the Batman Who Laughs changed their role from protecting the multiverse to scavenging its corpses and creating a plus version, their behavior patterns were completely altered as a result.
They quickly and immediately abandoned their confrontation with Dr. Manhattan and tried to escape, while Dr. Manhattan let them go without a second thought.
No one can stop Dr. Manhattan anymore.
Beyond reality, fate is churning, reaching the corner where it was meant to be.
One step, two steps, Dr. Manhattan walked toward the room where Superman was in seclusion.
At the edge of the world, the Pharaoh gazed blankly at everything through quantum mechanics. Blue light shone in his eyes, and he reverted to his cat form, hovering in mid-air.
His figure kept flashing, appearing at different points in time. Doctor Manhattan was getting closer and closer to Superman, while Ozymandias was evolving faster and faster.
As Pharaoh drew ever closer to the realm where he could appear at any point in the hypertime stream at any time, Dr. Manhattan also propelled him to new heights, breaking through countless thresholds in a very short period of time that he might never be able to reach in his entire life.
At different times and in different places, the pharaoh's ghost wanders.
Various traces of the fusion of P-super and N-super are scattered throughout the entire hypertime stream.
"—The future exists because of Superman. But now Superman doesn't remember me; I'm no longer part of this timeline. Long live the Legion!"
The Pharaoh watched silently as the girl before him turned to ashes. She was Saturn Girl from the Super Hero Legion, whose legion was supposed to be Superman's best friends—
But the ten years stolen by Doctor Manhattan meant that the superhero army never existed—it was through his connection with Doctor Manhattan that Ozymandias was able to see Saturn Girl and more deeply feel the distortion of the timeline.
But he couldn't change anything.
He could only watch helplessly as the Saturnian girl turned to ashes.
He listened intently to the shout the other person made before disappearing: "Long live the Legion!"
"Long live our world," said the Pharaoh, "and this world will be my tomb, but it will also be a monument. Don't cry, old man."
At the Pharaoh's feet, the aged Johnny Thunder, or rather, the Thunder Sprite who mistakenly thought he was Johnny, huddled up.
"Don't worry," he said. "The past won't be erased."
I am Dr. Manhattan. Superman will see me in 6 seconds.
Dr. Manhattan slowly walked down the corridor.
He waited quietly.
five.
boom!
He heard a loud noise, which rang in his ears.
Four.
Dr. Manhattan took a step forward, hearing the sound of his feet scraping against the tiled corridor of the watchtower.
three.
He was finally close to the door of the room; he just needed to walk to the end of the corridor.
two.
He heard that someone had noticed his arrival.
The other party came and opened the door for him.
One.
boom!
A brand new Superman burst out from behind the door, and the first person to meet his gaze was—
The time has come. It's Superman, it's me, it's us, it's this world. It's time.
I am Dr. Manhattan, and I was wrong. Everything has an end; nothing lasts forever. Only hope endures.
Even I will eventually die.
I am Dr. Manhattan. In August 1959, I was infatuated with love and was constantly distracted.
I left my wife Jenny's watch inside my lab coat, inside the testing chamber. I ran back, eager to get the repaired watch for him. The moment the door closed, my pulse began to race.
Then came the accident. Through the green barriers, all I could hear was Jenny sobbing.
And there were my colleagues' terrified screams after they discovered I was locked up.
A month ago, Jenny and I were colleagues. We went to Jersey together. I visited some old friends, while he went to see his mother.
He called home from the station, but no one answered, so we went to the amusement park to kill time while waiting for his mother to come home.
Twelve minutes later, Jenny's watch strap snapped. Before I could pick it up, a fat man stepped on it. I told him I could fix his watch.
In 1945, nuclear weapons were used in actual combat, and my father gave up his job as a watch repairman. He told me that time no longer mattered.
In July 1959, Jenny's scent lingered in my ear; her broken watch lay on the hotel bedside table. In August, the light that changed my life shattered me to pieces.
And now, after 11 minutes and 57 seconds, it will all be over.
In order to grasp the essence of Superman and the primordial universe, I delved into history, and the world turned its attention to me, making the conflict inevitable. It saw me as a virus invading its body and sent me its most powerful antibody.
In the corridor of the room at the very bottom and farthest level of the Justice League Watchtower, Dr. Manhattan finally saw the scene he had encountered long ago.
"Hello, Superman," said Dr. Manhattan.
"I think you are Dr. Manhattan," said R-Superman, or rather, the Superman of the main universe.
The first thing he saw when he came out of the fusion room wasn't the Justice League and Batman: Dragon, but a stranger he barely recognized.
He needs to know who the other person is.
"Yes, I am the one you are going to destroy, or the one who is going to destroy everything."
Dr. Manhattan answered him in this way.
The problem before me has two possible solutions. I can't see through this pitch-black wall; I can only see Superman.