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Chapter 1103 Peter's Great Battle with the Dark Knights
Peter's brow furrowed immediately when he saw the dark energy surging around the Batman Who Laughs.

This dark energy is not merely pure despair and madness originating from the dark multiverse; beneath it lies an even more ancient, more blasphemous malice, seemingly originating from the deepest malice at the dawn of the universe.

A cold sense of familiarity suddenly gripped Peter's heart.

This dark aura is similar to the aura Mordred exuded after becoming the vampire queen.

Peter frowned as fragments of memories from his past life about the brutal universe—the Warhammer 40K universe—surfaced in his mind.

Four evil gods representing extreme emotions and concepts: Tzeentch, Nurgle, Slaanesh, and Khorne... These guys have already appeared among the Batman Who Laughs and the Dark Knights behind him?

Peter looked at the Dark Knights and the Batmen with disbelief.

The distorted will energy of the Dawn Lantern is mixed with the treacherous and unpredictable blue flame that pursues knowledge and conspiracy, making its illusions and energy manipulation even more cunning and difficult to guard against.

The Destroyer's destructive power is infused with the crimson blessing of Khorne's pure brutality and war, making it even more bloodthirsty and tireless.

Batman's cold logic and mechanical perfectionism seem to be tainted by the green miasma of Nurgle, which represents stagnation and eternal decay, making his creations even more difficult to destroy completely, and even giving them a kind of filthy "life force".

"I see……"

Peter was deeply shocked.

It was his own transmigration, his own existence that disturbed the balance of the multiverse, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating huge ripples.

Barbatos's own existence, the different cosmic power systems he brought with him, and the "Fathers of Sorrow" he adopted from various dimensions—all of these constituted an "anomaly" that not only attracted Barbatos's attention but also likely aroused the covetousness of a warp god who was essentially similar to Barbatos and also longed to devour and corrupt the real universe.

Last time, when I saw the birth of the Destroyer Batman on the "Golden Toilet," I guessed that it was the intervention of the Warp God.

The Dark Knights' current performance has completely proven my guess.

Barbatos represents the failure and despair of the Dark Multiverse.

Warp gods represent the distortion and chaos of emotions.

They may not be allies, but they may have reached some kind of dangerous "consensus" on the goal of corrupting the main universe and themselves, or more likely, a sinister symbiosis.

Barbatos provided the Warp Gods with an "anchor point" to enter the main universe and a ready-made legion filled with negative emotions, while the Warp Gods granted the Dark Knights chaotic corruption power beyond their original limits, making them even more difficult to deal with.

They are extremely resistant to conventional forces and possess terrifying properties that can erode souls and distort reality.

Now he understood why the Batman Who Laughs had said, "This universe cannot truly harm them."

Because the Dark Knights are now immune to most of the physical and energy rules of the main universe, and are also empowered by the chaotic power of the warp, only rare substances with transdimensional properties like N metal, or beings with external rule powers like Peter and his "Fathers of Sorrow," can effectively penetrate their barrier.

Thinking of this, Peter sighed softly.

He originally thought he was only facing the dark side of the DC Universe itself, but now he discovers that the crisis has evolved into a war across the universe.

The Laughing Bat seemed to catch the fleeting shock in Peter's eyes, and his torn lips parted again, revealing a smug smile.

“Mr. Farmer, I must say, our His Majesty is very generous; He doesn’t mind sharing this feast with new partners. Look how perfect my men are now!”

He pointed to the Dark Knights behind him.

"Despair and chaos are two sides of the same coin. Now, we possess the true power to destroy all order and drag the entire reality into an abyss of eternal madness and depravity."

"Now, Mr. Farmer, would you like to join us?"

The laughing bat split open its scarlet mouth and asked Peter.

Peter shook his head. "You're dreaming."

The Laughing Bat paused for a moment, but it wasn't angry. Instead, its eyes revealed a morbid excitement at discovering rare prey.

“It’s okay. I knew you would refuse, because I know, Peter Padrick, you are the biggest ‘variable’ in the multiverse, an ‘outsider’ who doesn’t belong to any predetermined script.”

He slowly walked forward, the shadows beneath his feet writhing as if alive.

“I’ve heard about you for a long time, Mr. Farmer.”

The Laughing Bat seemed to know Peter well. "A warm family, your funny children, how enviable! You know what? I used to have many lovely children too."

As he spoke, he looked at the Robin Hound at his feet with pity.

"But you, you yourself... are a mistake, a flaw."

Curiosity and excitement gleamed in the eyes of the Laughing Bat. "Your power doesn't belong here. Your very existence distorts reality, which fills me with both curiosity and hunger. Since you won't join us, perhaps if I devour you, I can truly understand you."

Peter: "."

This madman is actually interested in me?

Peter felt a chill run down his spine at being targeted by this guy.

Aren't you most interested in Batman?

Just as Peter was lost in thought, the Batman Who Laughs waved to the Dark Knights.

As he gave the order, the killing machine Batman's eyes flashed red, his shoulder cannons roared, and shells containing corrosive energy rained down like a storm.

Batman, the Dawn Lantern, also launched an attack.

As he unleashed the power of the ring, a strange energy of mixed green and blue distorted space and surged toward Peter.

Faced with this terrifying combined attack that could instantly annihilate an army, Peter quickly launched a counterattack.

He unleashed the enhanced version of the "Ironclad Curse," and in an instant, an invisible and pure "barrier" unfolded around him.

The corrosive projectiles of the killing machine melted and disintegrated the moment they hit the barrier, just like ice and snow under the sun.

When the energy of the Dawn Lantern's ring collided with the barrier, it emitted a piercing shriek and could not advance an inch. Instead, it was purified and annihilated by the power contained within the barrier.

Although Batman, who has fused with the power of the Warp God, is very powerful, he is not someone to be trifled with.

After blocking the enemy's attack, Peter coldly looked at the Dark Knights.

"Very good, it's my turn next."

Peter clenched his right hand in the air, and the surrounding air, light, and even the remnants of the dispelled dark energy began to converge and compress into his hand, eventually forming a giant sword burning with pure white flames.

The sword's blade shimmered with a light as brilliant as a galaxy.

This is a weapon manifested by Peter using the divine power within him; it is pure life and creative power, and has a natural restraint on darkness and chaos.

Starfire and Beast Boy, who were standing nearby, were instantly stunned by what they saw.

"cool!"

Excitement gleamed in Beast Boy's eyes. "I never expected Mr. Patrick's moves to be so cool and powerful!"

Xinghuo was also shocked, looking at the greatsword in Peter's hand that was burning with pure white flames.

Although she didn't know what it was, the terrifying destructive power it contained made her shudder at the mere sight of it.

Who exactly is Mr. Peter?!
Xinghuo couldn't stop his wild thoughts. Could he be an alien like himself?
"Let me see what you've got, Mr. Farmer!" The Bat Who Laughs sneered, and with a wave of his hand, more Dark Knights, including variants deeply corrupted by the power of chaos and whose forms were even more indescribable, surged forward like a tide.

Peter certainly wouldn't let him down.

As he raised the greatsword, the surrounding air hummed under the strain, the light distorted, as if the entire space was converging into his palm.

The dissipating dark energy, and even the foul whispers of the warp, all melted away with a scream as if ice and snow were meeting the sun, upon contact with this power.

Peter gripped the greatsword, his gaze sweeping over the surging dark tide.

He didn't put on any fancy moves, he just simply swept his arms forward.

A massive sword aura, composed purely of divine energy, burst forth.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space seemed to be smoothed out.

The first to be hit were several dark bats that had been corrupted by the power of Nurgle. They didn't even have time to scream before they were vaporized in the divine energy, leaving not a trace of dust behind.

The sword's momentum remained undiminished, crashing fiercely into the Dark Knights' formation.

"Roar!!!"

The Destroyer roared, gathering all of its Khorne's crimson power, attempting to use its massive fist to forcefully clash against the sword aura.

However, his invincible destructive energy met its match the moment it came into contact with innate energy.

The sword energy sliced ​​through its thick armor without any resistance and penetrated deep into its body.

The ravager let out an unprecedented howl of pain as a huge wound burning with white flames was slashed across its massive body, and the chaotic power was rapidly purified.

The ravager staggered backward, instantly losing its fighting ability.

Upon seeing Peter's giant sword, several Batmen were severely injured in the process, and the surroundings were deathly silent.

Not only Dick, Starfire, and Beast Boy, but even Mark and Loki, who were panting, stared in disbelief at the scene.

Although they knew Peter was strong, the Nightwing trio never imagined he would be this powerful.

That white, flaming sword seemed to be the nemesis of darkness and chaos.

Dick, standing to the side, was in a state of utter turmoil.

He had witnessed Superman's heat vision, Wonder Woman's superhuman strength, and even The Flash's speed... but the power Peter was displaying now seemed to be something else entirely.

On the other hand, Mark recovered from his shock and naturally wouldn't let his father fight alone.

With a roar, Mark unleashed his full power and charged into the enemy ranks like lightning.

Mark's fist contained immense power, and each of his blows dented and shattered the Dark Knight's armor.

Loki also began to act, his figure flashing and instantly splitting into dozens of phantoms.

As the runes and Hogwarts magic in the hands of the phantom Lokis flickered, walls of ice and magical energy surged toward the enemy on the battlefield.

Starfire hovered in mid-air, its hands seemingly holding up two miniature suns, unleashing a barrage of scorching stellar energy at the Dawn Demon Lamp.

"boom!"

Two completely different energies clashed violently, unleashing a blinding flash of light and endless turbulent energy.

Although Mark and his companions fought valiantly, the sheer number of the Dark Knights, coupled with the power of warp chaos, made them even more ferocious.

Moreover, these Batmen recover from injuries at an astonishingly fast pace.

The battle remained deadlocked and gradually tilted in Peter's favor.

The Batman Who Laughs remained lingering on the edge of the battlefield, his crimson eyes fixed on Peter.

Instead of rushing into the fray, he observed and analyzed, searching for flaws in Peter's power system. His mind, a blend of Joker's chaos and Batman's intelligence, was working at full speed.

A moment later, a smile appeared on his lips.

“Great power, Mr. Farmer.”

The Batman Who Laughs' voice rang out again, drilling straight into Peter's mind, "Life, creation, order... how dazzling, how... delicious, but how long can you last against all the Batmen? And, Mr. Rancher, do you really understand what you're facing? The ultimate chaos of this despairing universe, which will corrupt everything, including your beloved family!"

As he whispered, Peter keenly sensed that the corrupt, chaotic power of the underspace in the surrounding space was intensifying.

He has only taken down a few unknown Batmen and severely injured the Destroyer Batman.

If this continues, although they might kill a few Batmen, Loki and Mark might also get injured.

We can't delay any longer.

Who knows what other tricks this guy has up his sleeve? Peter immediately decided to finish the job quickly.

He took a deep breath and gripped the sandbag from the Sandman's Trinity.

"Inspired by dreams, in the name of the god of sleep..."

As Peter recited, nebulae seemed to swirl in his eyes, and dreams seemed to come and go.

An invisible and intangible yet unimaginably vast drowsiness, like a gentle tide, spread from Peter to the entire battlefield.

Moreover, this drowsiness is not as simple as making one feel sleepy; it directly affects the bottom layer of the soul and consciousness, forcibly dragging the battlefield of reality toward the realm of "collective dreams."

The Dark Knights' movements began to sluggish, as if they were being interfered with.

Even the Laughing Bat felt its thoughts getting stuck in a viscous substance, as if it were being pulled into an unknown space.

"It's now!"

The next second, Peter's voice exploded in everyone's minds.

Mark understood immediately, unleashing all his power to blast the Dawnlight that was entangled with him away with a single punch. Then, he transformed into blue lightning and instantly returned to Peter's side.

Loki clasped his hands together, unifying all the phantoms and unleashing a powerful burst of magic. A massive wall of ice, stretching across the battlefield, instantly rose, blocking most of the Dark Knights' pursuit.

The white flame in Peter's right hand suddenly dissipated, and then he drew a circle in the air with his right hand, and a purple portal rapidly formed.

"go!"

Peter gave a low shout and grabbed the exhausted Loki. Mark protected Starfire, Nightwing, and Beast Boy, and the group rushed into the shimmering portal without hesitation.

Just before the portal closed, Peter glanced back at the Bats Who Laugh and the Dark Knights, who had already realized what was happening.

Peter was somewhat alarmed that his Sleep Devil Artifact hadn't completely pulled these Dark Knights into a dream world.

These Batmen with chaotic powers are more difficult to deal with than imagined.

(End of this chapter)