20demayo Chapter 260 Clay Face, Transformation! Athositas and Drama
Chapter 260 Clay Face, Transformation! Athositas and Drama
Chapter 260 Clay Face, Transformation! Athositas and Drama
My name is Atositas.
On my home planet, I was trained to be a psychologist, and I wanted to help people.
I want to be a good husband and a good father.
But now none of that can be achieved.
Before that incident, many things seemed to have been foreshadowed.
My daughter once tried to tell me about the changes to the Mech Hunter while I was eating meatballs like an idiot and commenting that they were a bit hard to chew.
My daughter once told us about the way the mechanical hunters looked at us.
Those eyes were filled with hatred.
I simply patted her head and told her that the mechanical hunters were robots and that they had no feelings.
I was wrong, terribly wrong.
At first, there were only a few isolated cases... A minor named Arno Calhoun violated a traffic regulation that required him to make the correct hand gesture when crossing the road.
That brought punishment. The mechanical hunter dried every bone in his body.
Then the massacre began, with the mechanical hunters treating every living creature on the planet Rytter as a criminal who had to be killed.
My daughter had already warned me that something was wrong.
I should have been able to save her.
I failed.
The massacre in Sector 666 has begun. My wife, my daughter. One second they were alive. The next, they were gone, gone forever.
Even my daughter's rag doll quickly burned to ashes in my hands.
Nothing was left.
Only pain. Only anger.
With the passing of my beautiful daughter, something within me has also passed away.
Hope—hope for the future, hope for happiness, hope for the benevolent forces that might exist in the universe—has all vanished.
Yes, hope was dead. But from that day on, something else took its place.
My teammates and I are known as the "Frontline Five." Our battle against the Guardians of the Universe has lasted for centuries.
I have mastered a terrifying power called Blood Magic, and my rage has brought that power to a concentrated form. Meanwhile, the Guardians have deployed their mechanical constructs to fight against us.
The war dragged on for years.
As the number of corpses increases, as more lives are destroyed by the Guardians, my rage grows. Where will my rage stop? How can one person contain such a vast amount of rage?
Ultimately, we rebels established the Tear Star Empire, a magical network connecting several planets.
We have become the greatest threat to the Guardians of the Universe, but my rage remains insatiable.
I need stronger blood magic, more power.
So I deceived another member of the five who had turned against me, [Roisomer].
I lied to her and said I loved her.
This is a lie; I will never love anyone again. But I need power, and [Roisomer] can grant me stronger blood magic.
To make her believe me, I even defiled the sacred words I had only uttered to my wife on the planet Lyt: "I love you."
My scam was successful.
Whether she believed my lies or not, our wedding lasted for many days. During those days, I was taught her my most terrifying secret: the blood prophecy.
I have successfully obtained the core inheritance of blood magic.
Then I felt a change, and I realized that our dark love had destroyed something else in me... true love.
The most fundamental definition of true love has been destroyed.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
What use is true love to someone who has already lost everything?
I made good use of the new powers given to me by my demonic partner, whom I didn't love. I killed a guardian of the universe, the first guardian I ever killed with my own hands.
I drank deeply of his death's pain, swallowed his apocalyptic sorrow. I assumed this would calm my rage... but I was wrong, it wasn't enough.
I look forward to it, and I ask myself, what else can satisfy me?
I made good use of his blood and made my first blood prophecy.
My demonic companion, the one who taught me blood prophecy, Roisomer, once warned me that speaking to the future was a terrifying thing, but on the day I made my first blood prophecy, all the terror burned away from the depths of my soul. Of course... the future wasn't as horrifying as the past.
I saw my future self kill four other members of the traitorous five, my companions, including my demonic partner, Roisomer, whom I didn't love.
The crimson, stained with the fury of blood, tore through the fresh corpses, burning everyone to ashes with hellish hatred.
I don't understand why this happened.
But even more dangerous than this prophecy is another one we made later:
"The darkest night eclipses the sun, its light waning and waxing, devouring darkness; it rips out your heart and steals your soul, killing you; the spirits of the dead rise again to serve the dark hand!"
I must stop that terrifying night when death devours all life; the destruction of all life in the universe is more important than anything else!
William Hand, he is the key to the Darkest Night. If I can erase the darkness within him, I might be able to prevent the Darkest Night from coming.
However, during this period, the Guardians of the Universe discontinued the use of the Mechanical Hunters because they found far superior soldiers:
Green Lantern.
The five who betrayed us suffered a crushing defeat, we were imprisoned, and I was forced to abandon my plan to find William Hand to stop the Darkest Night.
But one day, a Green Lantern named Abin Sue discovered the prophecy of the Darkest Night. He took me out of the cage, and that's how I came to Earth. But I didn't find William Hand.
The Blood Prophecy tells me that only the Meditation Mite can help me find him.
So now I work for this magic worm; we made a deal.
I helped him defeat his enemies on this planet, and in return, he brought William Hand to me. It's fair.
What I mean is, I know Mite is the bad guy, and I know Batman and the Justice League are the good guys, but I have to help the bad guy because that's the only way to get William Hand and stop the Darkest Night.
Compared to the crisis of extinction for all living beings in the universe, what is the clash between good and evil on a single planet?
If the darkness in William Hand's heart cannot be dispelled, and the darkest night cannot be stopped, all life in the universe will be wiped out. Even if the side of justice on this planet wins, what difference will it make?
and so……
I'm sorry.
Atocitas said.
The blood mage, somewhat conflicted, rode on the back of the chemical waste monster, carefully controlling it to prevent the release of poisonous gas.
The Outsiders, who collaborated with the Meditation Mite, created many such monsters. From the Hairy Man currently smashing the energy shield of Atlantis to the Chemical Waste Monster he's riding, and then to the Giant Ape Titano, which they gave to Gorilla Groud but was killed by Batman with a single punch. These monsters are characterized by their lack of intelligence, but they are incredibly powerful. The Chemical Waste Monster is the one that can understand human speech the most.
boom!
The hairy man roared and slammed his fist into the magical shield outside Atlantis. The next second, a flash of blue light appeared, and he was teleported by the magical teleportation array on the shield to some unknown corner of the universe.
But Atositas was not in a hurry at all. Sure enough, almost at the same time the teleportation magic took effect, a seven-colored halo flashed where the hairy man had disappeared. The hairy man, who had just been teleported away by the Atlantis teleportation array, was teleported back to his original place by the magic left on him by the Mite of Meditation.
This is a very clever solution. There are countless schools of magic, and even a great mage like Mistman couldn't possibly know the counterspells for all the different teleportation spells. Trying to force a counter would only turn him into a Black Adam struck by lightning by a weather wizard.
Since that's the case, let's do the opposite. If we can't do it this way, then we won't. I'll let you teleport the hairy man away, but I've left magic on him to teleport him back to his previous location.
You teleport it away, I teleport it back, the two cancel each other out, so it's as if your spell was useless, right?
boom!
After being bombarded for dozens of minutes, the magical shields of Atlantis' outer city surrounding the hairy people finally gave way. They collapsed and lost their effectiveness, leaving a large hole in the once tight defense. The hairy people then followed a pre-planned route and broke into Atlantis through this hole.
Athositas, riding a chemical waste monster, followed closely behind.
Not long after the three of them entered Atlantis, the magic circles finally began to slowly repair themselves until they were fully repaired, as if no one had ever entered at all.
……
……
……
Atlantis.
Royal Palace.
"Commander Muk. This is Regent Tula."
Regent Tula was standing in front of the communicator, a large bump visibly bulging on her forehead, but she paid no attention to it.
She is speaking with her commander at the front.
"Where has the enemy advanced to?"
"We've spotted the target, a big one."
Commander Muke replied, "Based on its speed, the target will reach the walls of the 9th Market within 6 minutes."
"Can the Snowwave Legion handle this? Or should I call upon Fleet Commander Cacorodo and her fleet?"
"The fleet can't fire at this behemoth from inside the city," Commander Mook said. "Everything depends on..."
boom!
But before he could finish speaking, Regent Tula heard a deafening roar through the communicator.
"The Sea God's eggs."
She heard Commander Muke say that.
"Muk? Muk? What happened?"
"We inflicted several fatal wounds on this monster directly, and whatever it is should be dead by now, but the shallows are on the way!"
Commander Muke's voice came through the headset: "This guy's still alive!"
"Can you drag the invading enemy into the water? The water is where we Atlanteans excel—"
"It's no use. Whatever kind of monster it is, it's obvious it doesn't need to breathe!"
Regent Tula heard soldiers nearby shouting, "The Sacred Abyss! How could that thing still be alive? Our weapons are useless!"
Tula made the right decision: "Call the fleet's female commander, Cacorodo."
She quickly connected to the female commander's channel.
"The fleet is in position, Regent Queen, but we dare not open fire at full force. The target is inside the city, and thousands of people will die as a result."
"Then let's launch a precision-strike proton cannon attack! Commander Kacorodor, now!"
"Yes, target locked, proton source charging, fire!"
Soon, a deafening sound came through the communicator.
Regent Tula asked, "Did we succeed? Did we kill him? Did we kill him this time?"
But she heard the soldiers' voices, voices filled with unparalleled despair:
"O God of the Ocean, he... he's not healing himself, he's adapting to our attack methods; we're just making it stronger!"
Tula heard another deafening, inhuman roar coming through the communicator, mixed with the desperate cries of Atlantean soldiers.
"We're finished!"
It seems that an Atlantean soldier managed to obtain a communicator in the chaos, and Regent Tura heard him shout loudly:
"No Atlantean is strong enough to stop this monster, except His Majesty the King! Without the King, we cannot stop him—"
"However, the land dwellers had planned this all along. They've already kidnapped our king, that Batman. They're in cahoots; they want to destroy Atlantis—we're doomed!"
The Atlantean soldier was almost in despair.
"Hold on, the Atlanteans can..." Commander Muke had only said two sentences when he was knocked away by the hairy man.
He trembled as he looked at Atositas, who appeared behind the hairy man, and the chemical waste monster beneath him.
"This place is about to be destroyed..."
Atositas looked at the terrified Atlantean soldiers before him and sighed deeply. He then pulled on the reins of the chemical waste monster.
The hairy men had broken through the Atlantean army's frontal defenses and stormed into the market, with Atositas riding his chemical waste monster close behind.
He watched as the crowd scattered and fled.
It's time to release the poison gas... Damn it, all of this is to stop the Darkest Night.
Athositus hypnotized himself in this way.
He knew it was wrong to do this. But the darkest night was more important.
It is acceptable to sacrifice the lives of a few for the sake of the lives of many.
So Atositas prepared to make his move.
However, the next second, he suddenly saw his wife.
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Atositas could hardly believe his eyes.
He stared blankly into his wife's white eyes. The world trembled. The Atlantean army was organizing a counterattack. They were shouting and roaring, but he had no time to pay attention.
He only saw his wife and daughter standing blankly at the corner of the 9th Market, as lifelike as ever, as if time and space had intersected in that instant, as if they had never been reduced to ashes by the mechanical hunters, as if they had simply gone on a long journey and failed to keep their promise to return home on time, and had finally arrived late.
In that instant, Athositas almost burst into tears.
He had thought he had cried all his tears.
Meanwhile, Chen Tao was keeping in sync with the Bat Mage, "wearing" the mud face and using magic to prevent the surrounding water from completely touching the mud face's body, which felt a bit strange.
Ugh... Even with a muddy face, pretending to be a female creature feels so weird.
He looked at the supergirl beside him, who was also using a mud face to impersonate Athositas's daughter. He needed to hold her hand to transfer the effects of the magic to her.
Fortunately, he had previously used Sinestro to find photos of Atositas's entire family from Oa Star...
Next, when impersonating the other person's wife, you should try to imitate her as closely as possible.
(End of this chapter)