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Chapter 365 There are also immortal ropes here

Looking at the things in the exhibition hall on the first floor of the building, the clown screamed.

In the white and illuminated room, countless glass cabinets are placed.

Inside the transparent glass cabinet is a dummy.

The dummy is wearing all kinds of clothes.

That is the costumes of superheroes from all over the world in DC.

The clown smiled excitedly on his face, "Ha, it's like your bat cave, except..."

"You haven't seen my bat cave before."

Eric saw him interrupting, stopped at a dummy, looking at the familiar uniform above.

This is Senesto's uniform and armor.

Has the light of fear that rampant the universe also defeated Omega?

"I have never been to your bat cave, but there should be some items that mourn your comrades? Look at it, it's all the spoils of war!"

The clown sizzled and watched the Omega trophy around him with interest.

His eyes moved through the spoils.

Senisto, Breniak, Black Manta, Mechanical Superman...

Eric even saw a leopard.

Could it be that the leopard girl was beaten into a paper man?

Step by step!

Eric walked in the room, staring at the trophy of Omega and said, "These should be people he has defeated, people he has defeated."

"We have no way to know what happened to him. We have no way to know what kind of anger he ignited to drive him on this path."

Eric said, walking to a dummy.

The purple suit, the beautiful green bow on the chest, and this sexy outfit is obviously a clown.

The clown looked at the clothes in his glass cabinet and his expression was rare to be serious. "People will change."

"Actually, I have a question to ask you."

Eric looked at the clown's clothes inside the glass, "What happened to you?"

"Didn't I tell you? Bats, those mobs tear me apart! But I don't remember the clearer things..."

The clown is still the same speech he had before.

"If you were killed by a mob, your clothes wouldn't be put here."

Eric pointed out the contradiction in the clown's words, "You were hurt by Omega, which caused you the miserable situation today."

After being exposed by Eric, the clown fell silent.

The eloquence of the past has completely disappeared.

After a while, he grinned, "Bat, you should answer with your words: It doesn't matter anymore!"

"Is that so? I think it's important!"

A hoarse voice sounded from behind the two of them.

Omega came out of the shadow.

"The truth is often buried in lies. If it cannot be studied in detail, it will lead to chaos and disorder."

Instead of sneaking attack on Eric from behind, Omega walked out openly.

"Just like this land, it has been living in lies, but what I have to do now is to bring it back to normal order. There is no lies and betrayal, everything is the truth."

"Welcome to here, Eric, to the end of your long journey."

He made a welcome gesture and opened his hand to Eric.

"End? I don't think so?"

Eric hung the clown lantern aside and rubbed his wrist, "This is only part of my journey."

Omega did not argue, "We don't need to argue, because the result will be concluded soon, whether the end or the transfer station will be decided within the next few hours."

He walked towards Eric step by step, "I wasn't sure if you were here, but you did. In a sense, we should be of the same kind."

"similar?"

"Yes, similar people who once had the same beliefs. I'm even a little jealous of you, you've experienced what I haven't experienced, all the memories of the past are beautiful, no pain, no death and despair."

Omega's voice suddenly became a little low, "If you become me, will you choose the same path as me? I'm very curious, so I decided to give it a try."

Eric secretly held the bat dart in his palm, "What do you want to try?"

"Did you see that thing?"

He pointed to a chair that Eric felt familiar.

It was a pointed chair placed in the corner of the room.

The hollow part in the middle of the seat emits white light.

This seems to be...Morbius's Chair?

The legendary Mobius created the space-time medium created by the Star of Corvad, this chair accumulates all the knowledge in the universe and can know everything about the future and the past. Anyone who sits on it can be called the omniscient and omnipotent God.

Batman once sat on this chair and gained cosmic superpowers, and learned about the Joker's true identity and his father-killing enemy.

Omega pointed to the seat, "This chair was once granted omniscient and omnipotent, but never again. I transformed the purpose of this chair, just like everything in this world. If you sit on it, I press the converter, it will rewrite your mind and make you, like me, my soldier, and the kind of hero this place needs."

"It's a pity that I won't sit on it."

Eric glanced at the Mobius chair, feeling a little regretful that the legendary strongest artifact was changed to a useless thing like a thought transformer by this bastard.

What a waste of resources!

"That's exactly what I'm going to do, let you be my soldier."

As soon as Omega finished speaking, a circle of red ropes shook towards Eric.

This is a weapon flying from the darkness of the room.

Eric remembers that there is a rope in Wayne Building that can tie the invaders.

Unexpectedly, it was used on myself.

"This is a rope of restraint!"

Eric shouted in surprise.

At the same time, he controls his body to relax, and he knows that the more he struggles, the tighter the rope will be tied.

This thing is a bit like the immortal tied rope in Journey to the West.

“You know it very well.”

Omega's voice was pleasant, "In fact, I made some adjustments, and whether you struggle or not, it will tighten and tighter."

Looking at Eric kneeling on one knee, Omega showed a satisfied look and he slowly walked towards Eric.

"It seems to be the end of your journey tonight. However, I need to do some extra work before ending your journey."

He walked past Eric and walked towards the clown's lantern.

It seems that the goal is the clown now.

He lifted the clown's lantern and stared at the clown with an exaggerated expression inside.

The clown didn't say anything, grinning at him.

After watching for a few minutes, he threw the clown lantern to the ground.

Bang!

The glass cover outside the lantern was smashed to pieces, and the clown's head rolled along the floor.
Chapter completed!
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