Multiverse: Deathstroke

Chapter 125: Ch.124 Plans Are No Match for Change

This was nothing like being carried by Barry through the Speed Force. In the Speed Force, most physical effects didn\'t apply, making it a comfortable experience—after all, Barry did the running, and Su Ming quite enjoyed it.

But now, this was pure physical acceleration. His shoulders and head felt the resistance of the air, especially at this speed, where the wind was so fast it was nearly impossible to breathe.

Nevertheless, Su Ming held his great sword at his chest, and the Red Son had aimed perfectly. In just a fraction of a second, Su Ming would pierce Barbatos\'s heart with his sword.

At that moment, though Barbatos was immensely powerful, he would surely be severely wounded.

But would things really go that smoothly?

As Su Ming approached the range of Challenger Mountain, Barbatos turned his head as if he had eyes on the back of it, moving with a speed that defied comprehension. His enormous eyes, like two purple lanterns, stared at Su Ming, and his gaping mouth emitted boiling black mist.

Without any other visible movement, Barbatos\'s body slid along the tuning fork as if shifting through space, suddenly moving downward.

Su Ming\'s sword strike missed.

He had not hit Barbatos; instead, he soared past his head, and the massive face of Barbatos turned into a black ground beneath him.

"Damn!" Su Ming\'s pupils shrank instantly, but a missed strike was a missed strike. He had to find a new opportunity. "Godkiller, Giant Drill!"

His thoughts moved quickly. The moment Barbatos dodged, Su Ming abandoned his attack plan and instead drew out the Godkiller.

Under his mental command, the energy weapon instantly transformed into a massive drill, enveloping Su Ming entirely as it began spinning at high speed.

"Boom!"

Just fractions of a second later, Su Ming made contact with the rocky surface of the mountaintop. Fortunately, while the Godkiller might not be ideal against dark energy, it was still a formidable divine weapon.

The giant drill, propelled by the force of Su Ming\'s dive, burrowed hundreds of meters into the ground, significantly cushioning the impact of his landing.

"Cough, cough... that was rough."

Su Ming moved his arm, grateful for the modifications he had made to his bones. Before landing, he had controlled the X-Metal in his body to shift into a form that was hard on the outside but soft on the inside, stabilizing his organs. Thus, his internal injuries weren\'t too severe, though most of his unprotected muscles were torn, and some of his ligaments had suffered sprains and strains. His healing factor was working overtime.

He felt a tightness in his chest, a desire to cut something to relieve his bloodlust.

But logic told him there was no time to rest. Immediately, he used the drill to dig into the side of the hole, burrowing like a crazed groundhog.

He needed to move—staying in this rabbit hole would only lead to him being drowned out. Even though this was behind enemy lines, with only Barbatos here, Barbatos himself was the greatest threat.

The Godkiller was his all-purpose tool now, maintaining its sharpness as it easily sliced through the surrounding rock—so easily, in fact, it was like cutting tofu. In moments, he had dug out a lengthy tunnel and made several sharp turns to mitigate any damage from incoming attacks.

Sure enough, Barbatos\'s energy beam quickly followed, flooding the hole Su Ming had made with a burst of black energy that exploded within seconds. Su Ming, hiding in his newly dug side tunnel, was thrown against the rock wall.

Despite being prepared, he coughed up blood—the energy beam from Barbatos was even more powerful than he had anticipated, causing more damage than his high-speed fall.

But not being directly hit meant he could still fight, and the wounds would heal before long.

The influence of his bloodlust grew stronger, but with his fusion with Slade\'s soul, Su Ming had gained significant control over his mental state. These injuries wouldn\'t make him lose himself.

The energy beam had enlarged the entrance of the hole considerably, but the black smoke pouring out of it didn\'t obscure Barbatos\'s vision. He did not see Su Ming\'s corpse in the tunnel.

"Escaped, huh? Smart little bug."

He glanced at the hole briefly before shifting his attention, for a large, blue-skinned, big-headed creature had suddenly leaped nearly a hundred meters from the ground, charging directly at him.

The creature\'s eyes were filled with nothing but rage and destruction. Its body seemed entirely made of muscle, showing no fear as it raised both fists high, ready to smash Barbatos into the ground.

"Baby Hulk, smash!"

Barbatos sneered. Simple-minded creatures like this posed no threat.

He raised a hand and fired a dark beam at the blue-skinned brute. The creature was hit directly, its body charred as it was blasted away into the distance.

But the expected "enemy obliterated in dark light" didn\'t happen. Though the blue-skinned creature looked severely burnt, it hadn\'t even lost consciousness. As it flew through the air, its bloodshot eyes remained locked onto Barbatos, as if to say it would return.

Another creature that had survived a direct hit from him? Barbatos felt a twinge of annoyance. Since coming to the Prime Earth, he had encountered too many things that didn\'t exist in the Dark Multiverse.

Barbatos couldn\'t even comprehend what could have created such a monstrosity—was it a human weapon?

But that didn\'t matter. Just a little more time, and the Prime Earth would fully merge into the Dark Multiverse. Then he would gain ultimate control, and this world\'s fate would be his to decide!

Suddenly, a bright, bald head encased in crackling blue lightning appeared, flying towards Barbatos. This dark-skinned man held an enormous axe.

Wanjina\'s axe was ridiculously large, its blade almost like half a door. Many couldn\'t tell if he was supposed to be a god of thunder or a god of axes.

"For the glory of the galaxy!"

That was Wanjina\'s battle cry. Unlike Thor, who fought for Asgard, Wanjina fought for the galaxy—clearly, a much bigger win!

As his axe swung down, a bolt of blue lightning struck Barbatos. The speed of light was too fast for Barbatos to dodge, but his dense dark energy shielded him, leaving him unharmed.

Barbatos shook his robe, and with a casual backhand slap, he sent Wanjina flying. This guy was too annoying, with his bright lights making Barbatos uncomfortable.

The axe and lightning were already too bright, and the bald head reflected even more light. This was far beyond a simple 1+1+1 situation.

Watching the firefly turn into a meteor streaking across the sky, Barbatos felt much better. But at that moment, a strange, silvery-white magical energy coiled around him.

It resembled a satin ribbon, glowing with countless silver particles, wrapping around his neck as if trying to pull him off the tuning fork.

It was unclear what exactly this was—magic, perhaps, or some unique cosmic energy Barbatos had never encountered before. To his surprise, it was powerful enough to alter the world\'s reality.

Had Su Ming, who was tunneling out from dozens of meters below, seen this, he would have immediately recognized it as the "Order Magic" wielded by the Silver Sorceress, a parody character created by DC.

In Marvel, there was a Scarlet Witch; DC naturally wouldn\'t forget her in their parody world.

She was Scarlet; I am Silver.

She mastered chaos magic; I master order magic.

She\'s a mutant with a prestigious lineage; I\'m the girl next door.

The point was to highlight differences. Their team roles and abilities were very similar, but their origins were entirely different. They were two different people.

The Silver Sorceress didn\'t look much like the Scarlet Witch; in fact, she more closely resembled the White Queen. She wore a white suit with a feathered collar, her long blonde hair flowing with energy.

She was younger, but order magic was much easier to master than chaos magic, so her abilities were no less formidable than the Scarlet Witch\'s.

Now, with both hands wrapped in silver light bands, she was pulling hard in mid-air, her small face showing a strained expression.

Barbatos\'s eyes narrowed. This bug had actually touched him? He fired a dark energy beam at her, but the Silver Sorceress quickly withdrew one of her glowing hands, using order magic to counter it.

The black and white beams clashed in mid-air, holding each other in a stalemate. One moment, the black beam pushed forward, gaining ground; the next, the white beam surged, pushing back.

Su Ming emerged from the ground several meters away, perfectly timing his exit at the base of the cosmic tuning fork. He looked up to see a scene reminiscent of Harry and Voldemort\'s duel, with beams locked in battle.

At that moment, Batman suddenly appeared out of nowhere, as if he had been following Su Ming the entire time. He hurriedly pulled Su Ming along, urging him to follow.

The two of them pressed against the tuning fork, the dark energy radiating a bone-chilling cold. But Batman seemed well-prepared, having waited a long time for this opportunity.

He had already scouted the area and led Su Ming straight to where Cyborg was.

There was an operating table, one of those old-fashioned tilted ones, where Cyborg was bound, seemingly trapped in a nightmare.

He wasn\'t dead, though. The Promethium metal in his body, infused with a Mother Box, seemed alive. Earlier, the Murder Machine wanted his Mother Box, which had merged with Cyborg\'s body. If they had tried to dissect him, they would have found nothing.

It was unclear how Barbatos managed to trap a machine in a dream.

But that didn\'t matter now. Su Ming immediately used his great sword to cut through Cyborg\'s restraints, while Bruce gestured with his chin towards the tuning fork, indicating Su Ming should rescue Aquaman. Then, Bruce hefted Cyborg over his shoulder and began to retreat, hiding in the tunnel Su Ming had just dug.

Su Ming glanced at Aquaman hanging nearby, shrugged, and swung his sword, freeing Aquaman... and the Martian Manhunter hanging beside him.