PFC Chapter 4106 MU Superbody Major Event (183)
Chapter 4106 MU Superbody Major Event (183)
Chapter 4106 MU: The Superbody Incident (183)
“That’s quite complicated,” Anatoly said. “What you’re asking is probably whether the comics came first or the real universe. But actually, they influence each other. Because all universes share one God, when God creates a completely new universe, the beings in other universes can also hear His will and spread the gospel for God in their own ways, which could take the form of TV series, movies, comics, novels…”
"Isn't this a one-sided influence? Why do you say it's a mutual influence?"
"Because when a work is created, it is equivalent to believers praying to God. God can listen to such prayers and use them to modify the fate of the real universe. This is what is called 'popularity influencing the plot'."
"But why would God do that?"
"Because even God runs out of inspiration. He's not a good screenwriter; he couldn't possibly write about all these universes."
"So he plagiarized the inspiration of believers?"
"It can't really be called plagiarism. After all, theoretically speaking, everything in the universe was created by Him, and the inspiration also comes from Him. It's just that God is too lazy to think of every detail himself, so he compiles the story of Universe A into audio-visual media and plays it in Universe B, listening to the feedback of believers to find inspiration in order to continue writing the storyline of destiny."
"And those screenwriters who come up with such garbage plots..."
Anatoly shook his head and said, "That's just a metaphor. But in reality, the intelligent life he created is not his puppet; they have their own agency. God sometimes can't interfere either, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed away from me for so long."
"I see," Greed nodded and said, "But if you had told me sooner..."
“Then you would suggest I see a psychologist,” Anatoly said, rolling his eyes.
Greed coughed twice. Until he traveled through time, he really didn't believe in supernatural phenomena, much less that Anatoli could be the leader of them. If Anatoli had told him back then that he could travel through the universe and time, he would have thought Anatoli was crazy and suggested he get his head checked.
"So what's the next step?" Greed asked.
“Whatever you want,” Anatoly said. “I’m still researching how to patch up the holes in our original world, and so far there hasn’t been any good progress. I think you should look into why you deleted your memories; maybe there’s a solution in those memories.”
"But like you said, what if this method becomes known to others and then it stops working?"
The two stared at each other, unable to come up with a good solution. Greed stroked his chin and said, "I think if I really have the key method in my memory, I can't possibly leave no clues at all, otherwise I'll never remember it, right?"
"Then think carefully about what clues you might have. It's about time you left, or your big plan will fall apart."
“Okay, but we need to agree on a way to contact each other,” Greed said. “If I find this lead, I need to contact you immediately.”
"Do you remember the cannon you found with Apollo?"
"Yes, I haven't asked yet, what's it used for?"
"That's for cross-world communication, so I can remotely control Marvel's old Skrull Empire while I'm working in DC. You just fill it with stellar power, write a message to send, and aim it at me to launch it."
Greed seemed to have heard something out of the blue. He said, "First, how do we inject the power? Second, how do we craft the message? And lastly, and most importantly, where are you?!"
"No, you might misunderstand how this thing works. It's not like the precise signal communication of a walkie-talkie. The principle is roughly this: if you shoot someone with this thing, they'll yell, jump up, and start cursing, then find me, and I can ask them what was written on the arrow that shot them."
"..." Greed was speechless for a moment, not knowing whether to say that this way of communication was advanced or backward. So communication relied entirely on shouting?
“So you don’t actually need to aim,” Anatoly continued. “You launch from your universe, and as long as you fill it with enough power, you’re guaranteed to break through the cosmic barrier. If the cosmic administrator doesn’t want the barrier to shatter, he’ll have to go to his superior, and if his superior can’t handle it, he’ll go to his superior’s superior. Sooner or later, one of his superiors will find me, and that’s how the message gets delivered.”
Greed covered his eyes. He wondered how the OAA knew Anatoly; hadn't they helped him relay messages before? So, back then, Anatoly would shoot an arrow, and Eternity would report it up the chain of command, then the OAA would knock on God's door, God would go to Lucifer, and then Lucifer would go to Anatoly. These universe administrators were really out of their depth when they encountered him.
"Is there a quieter way to send messages?" Greed asked. He was genuinely afraid that if he did this, Eternal would resign, which would be a huge problem.
“Uh…” Anatoly actually thought about it seriously, and then said, “Why don’t you go find Batman?”
"Batman knows you too?"
"No, that's not it. He has the universe's underlying code inside him. If you kill him, the administrator will probably..."
"Why would I kill him?!" Greed was on the verge of collapse. He said, "I want to contact you directly, without going through the administrator!"
"Then how about you let me join the Battle Realm?" Anatoly thought for a moment and said, "That way you can send me messages through the Battle Realm."
Greed breathed a sigh of relief; finally, someone had a useful method. Then, he suddenly realized and said, "You don't actually want to join the Battle Realm, do you?"
"I guess so. I heard that a lot of universe administrators have invested in this. I need to ask them how to repair the universe. Maybe they will have a solution."
Greed sighed and said, "You've gathered so much energy, yet it's not enough to replenish it. Perhaps..."
“You want to give up?” Anatoly said. “Although you could say it’s all fate, intelligent life has the right to fight. Just because God has paved a path doesn’t mean we have to take it. I’d rather slap him than accept my fate.”
“I just think this is too hard for you,” Greed said. “But I can also imagine that you are completely enjoying it, and the process of fighting is the meaning itself for you.”
“Yes, this is the fate of revolutionaries,” Anatoly laughed. The setting sun shone in his blue eyes, like a fire on the Siberian snowfield, melting the snow, burning through the ice, sinking into the deep sea, breaking through the earth's crust, until it connected with the heart of the earth, sharing the most fervent heartbeat of the magnificent universe and nature over millennia. If God hadn't been awestruck and proud of such vitality, how could He have allowed it to flourish so freely?
Greed stood up and said, "I still have a lot of things to do. I'm leaving now. Message me if you need anything."
After he left, he found the agent and Doctor Strange in the cafeteria, who had already finished eating. Seeing their satisfied expressions, Greed rolled his eyes and said, "Do you guys even remember what you came here for?"
“We’ve finished eating. Would you like some? This cafeteria is really good,” Doctor Strange quickly stood up and said.
"Never mind, we still have work to do," Greed said. "Let's get out of here quickly, or we might miss our chance."
The group drove away. Doctor Strange could gradually sense the dream power growing stronger. He asked, "What's next?"
"Go and seize the power of dreams from the Nightmare."
This was not unexpected for Doctor Strange, who said, "Don't worry, this guy is a complete novice when it comes to using dream power. I'll be able to soon..."
"Don't take it all at once. Leave him some hope, let him feel that with a little more strength and a little more effort, he can beat you. Understand?"
"Why do you want to do this?" Doctor Strange asked, wielding the power of dreams.
“Don’t worry about that, just do as I say,” Greed said. “Especially after you’ve pushed him to the brink, give him a glimmer of hope, let him hold onto the thought of making one last desperate attempt.”
Although somewhat puzzled, Doctor Strange nodded and did as Greed instructed.
He first absorbed the surrounding dream power, and after gaining the strength to fight, he began to vie with Nightmare for control of the dream power. However, Doctor Strange's method of using dream power was different from Nightmare's, and could even be said to be more sophisticated, so Nightmare was almost powerless to fight back.
Magneto, Scarlet Witch, and the others who were fighting Nightmare also noticed something was wrong. They had been being overwhelmed by Nightmare, only able to wear him down. But starting just now, he seemed to have run out of energy, his attacks becoming weak and feeble.
"He's out of energy!" Wanda shouted. "Give it your all!"
The group's attacks intensified, and the appearance of the Manhattan Batman became the final straw. Nightmare, already stretched thin, was nearly killed.
Unfortunately, the Dream Force controlled by Doctor Strange kept interfering, making him unable to win on the front lines or in the rear. Wanda's Crimson Force shockwave nearly shattered his soul.
The nightmare terrified him, and he turned to run away. But at that moment, he suddenly regained control of the dream power around him. He thought that Doctor Strange might have been careless with the dream power, and this might be his last chance.
He knew that if Doctor Strange seized all the power of the dream dimension, he wouldn't be able to escape. He relied on this dimension for survival; if he ran away, he would still be killed. The humans in the real dimension wouldn't let him go either.
So all he could do was make a final desperate attempt. Unfortunately, the amount of dream power he regained control of was far too little, completely insufficient to turn the tide. But just then, a brilliant idea struck him: the dream power within the dream dimension was no longer under his control, but what about the power outside?
To bring the dream dimension down, he had previously channeled a great deal of dream power into other dimensions. If he could retrieve that dream power, he would definitely have a fighting chance.
So, Nightmare began to draw back the dream power it had previously released. The cracks in the dream dimension barrier led to the dimension where the Lord of Chaos and Order resided; it first emptied the dream power there, but that wasn't enough. The entrance to the dimension where the Lord of Chaos and Order resided was blasted open, and some dream power escaped into the real dimension. Nightmare then increased its suction force, trying to draw back the dream power from the real dimension as well.
But now, what's blocking the entrance to the real dimension isn't the power of dreams, but the dark primal power of Barbatos that Bruce brought over. Logically, it shouldn't be able to be extracted, but after such a long period of suppression, some of the power of dreams and the power of the dark primal power have become indistinguishable, like oil and water that's been violently shaken. While they can't be fully mixed, neither can be poured out separately before settling. So when Nightmare pulled, both powers surged into the dream dimension together.
Dark power and dream power were originally on equal footing. Bruce could control dark power, but he had no control over dream power at all. The two were too intertwined, inseparable, and Bruce couldn't break free for the time being. He could only watch helplessly as the dark power he had brought over was also drawn into the dream dimension. If he hadn't quickly restored his angelic status, he himself would have been drawn in.
Just as the Nightmare drew all two intertwined forces into the dream dimension, Doctor Strange, no longer holding back, fully controlled the dream power. He then used the dream power to envelop the dark power, channeling it all in one direction and pouring both forces into a single body. The figure floating between the two forces was none other than Darkseid from the main universe.
Another huge hole has been filled!