What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Deathstroke, Slade Wilson, the world's greatest assassin and mercenary, enemy of the Teen Titans and the Justice League.

After the battle against Brainiac, some, like Black Manta, temporarily gained legal status by accepting Batman's exoneration of his criminal record, although he later lost it, but that's another story.

However, for Deathstroke, business is business, and anything mixed with other emotions and transactions will make this business impure.

Slade became Deathstroke for money, but not entirely for money. He enjoyed the pleasure of killing, which came not only from the bloodthirsty killing desire generated by his body enhanced by the Mirakuru serum, but also because he was a natural killer.

No matter how powerful Batman is, he is still a human being, not a god. He can use economic means such as investing in banks and giving bonuses to bank employees whose names were robbed to completely destroy the fun of the Rogue Gang, a group of bank robbers. However, he still cannot go deep into the dark web of the world and do the same thing to Deathstroke as he did to the Rogue Gang.

Therefore, Deathstroke has been growing wildly, and even when Nightwing and the Teen Titans were mobilized to suppress the law and order in Gotham City, Deathstroke almost lost his main opponent, but he soon found new toys that made him happy: Oliver the Green Arrow and his partner Black Canary. He played a cat-and-mouse game with them with great interest. As for the crisis of the universe?

Come on, that's not something Deathstroke needs to consider. If Batman paid him, he might take on such a mission, but that's another matter, right?

You see, Batman is the guy who's responsible for solving the world's crises, he's a professional, he can get things done.

He used to solve Gotham's problems, and now he solves the world's problems, there's no difference.

Over the years, Deathstroke has become accustomed to Batman's presence. Although he has become different from his youth and likes to laugh, this does not prevent him from doing a good job, right?

This world has always been pretty good. Despite all kinds of weird crises and alien invasions, peace has generally been maintained.

And Deathstroke originally thought... that this peace would last forever.

"What the hell is this???" Deathstroke was originally on an assassination mission. He had just taken advantage of the cover of night to find the enemy's lair and was about to take out his double swords to kill them all. Then he saw those bodyguards with guns and live ammunition falling down like wheat blown by the wind. Then Deathstroke was shaken, and it felt like a bee suddenly stung his brain.

After all, he was an enhanced superhuman, and the mental shock that was intended to simply knock ordinary people unconscious had no effect on him.

He blinked his one eye, then walked out of his hiding place, passed a bunch of bodyguards lying in a mess, and went straight into the target's office.

The other person was a black man, currently lying on a white table with his eyes closed.

Without saying a word, Deathstroke raised his sword and slashed it down. Puff!

"Mission objective accomplished." He took out his camera and took a picture of the body, then sent it out. Then he said to the other end of the communicator, "Can anyone hear me?"

His mission is rather special, as his employer requires them to watch the process of him killing people simultaneously. This is another business of Deathstroke in the underground world. He is a star killer, and fame is certainly a good thing for a killer. Of course, this fame must be limited to within the circle. It would not be good if it were exposed to the public like the Blackstone Security Company.

"Mission accomplished."

Deathstroke repeated into the communicator.

There was no sound, he frowned, what was Batman doing?

He was about to dial other numbers on the satellite phone to find other information channels to confirm the seriousness of the matter, but before he could hang up, he heard a noisy sound like rummaging through boxes coming from the employer's channel on the other end.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

He knocked on the phone twice, and then he heard the employer's horrified scream on the other end of the line: "Help, what is that, ahhhh!"

Following a scream and a creepy creaking sound of flesh, it soon became quiet again, with only the faint breathing of the death knell ringing in the entire communication channel.

Deathstroke stood there with the communicator in his hand, having already made up his mind.

It was obvious that the other party was controlled by some parasitic monster. Who on earth caused all this?

He was a killer, with a heart much bigger than others. The mere invasion of the Earth was not enough to surprise him. In short, he could gain something from this disaster...

"Woooooooo..."

Damn it, the sobbing sound made Death Knell's hair stand on end.

What kind of alien monster released such an evil parasitic monster into the earth that would make people cry after being parasitized?

Deathstroke thought. Batman really seemed to be out of control of the situation, so maybe he had to go and help, and of course, charge some money, just like when he faced Brainiac before. It wasn't a big deal this time, and everything would eventually return to normal, right?

For Deathstroke, it is so common that Batman can solve problems. As long as Batman does not go crazy and these alien monsters are not released by Batman, then as long as Batman and his Justice League are there, it is only a matter of time before these monsters are pushed back.

Now the problem is not...

But the next second, Deathstroke heard a sudden and arrogant voice on the other end of the communicator: "Quack, I want to be Batman's dog!"

"????"

Deathstroke suddenly realized that the situation was somewhat different from what he thought.

Before he could react, he saw a large number of starfish-like alien creatures breaking through the glass windows and pouring into the room like a tide, attaching themselves to every living and dead person in the building.

Deathstroke even saw his target, who was not yet completely dead, being grabbed by an alien starfish with an indifferent look on its face (God knows how Deathstroke could read such an emotion on a starfish's face), and then refined in an instant.

No, freshly dead ones are okay too?

Everyone turned into a two-headed monster, and then they all got up from the ground and started singing praises to the greatness of Batman.

The hellish scene made Deathstroke's one eye almost pop out. He chopped off an alien starfish that wanted to refine him instantly with a knife, and then his one eye reflected more purple rings emitting purple light that flew into the room.

So in just a few seconds, he was surrounded by two-headed monsters with purple lantern rings, and each monster had the same purple lantern shield as Green Lantern Hal Jordan.

Deathstroke heard his target say, "Why don't you join Batman's fan club?"

The alien starfish attached itself to his corpse which was not yet completely cold. The main personality of the two-headed monster had already died with its head lowered, but a chicken head had grown on his shoulder.

The body was manipulated by the chicken head to climb upside down onto the table. His shoes fell off in this extremely inhumane action, revealing black chicken feet that had begun to look a bit animalistic.

I only heard the other party choking and saying:

"Woo, do you know how hard our Batman brother works?"

Deathstroke swung his two samurai swords like windmills, and then chopped them on the purple lantern energy passport held up by the two-headed monster with clanging sounds. He was immediately disappointed. He knew that the Green Lantern's green lantern ring was powerful due to the will of the host, but why could this monster also hold up such a hard shield?

Another monster also cried: "You try to understand him, he tries so hard, do you know what the seventh color Batman likes is?"

"Get away from me, you fucking lunatic Batman!"

Deathstroke cursed this sentence almost subconsciously, but as soon as he finished cursing, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Are you a human?" a two-headed monster screamed, and the fat pig head on its shoulder made a sound as if its parents had died.

The purple light condensed into a huge fist, and it stabbed into Deathstroke's face, knocking him around and smashing the wall, falling to the ground outside the building. Deathstroke barely straightened his nearly broken spine, and then he heard the pig-headed man still screaming:

"Will you apologize?! You'll ruin his future and his life!"

If it was a one-on-one fight, it wasn't that Deathstroke couldn't fight against these monsters. Even if he seriously put all his effort into killing these monsters, it wouldn't be a difficult task.

But their numbers were too great, and Deathstroke knew very well that if he got into a fight, the final result would be being piled up to death, so he had made up his mind to escape from the very beginning.

He had planned to receive that punch just now. His self-healing ability could instantly repair the injury that would have paralyzed a normal person. He got up from the ground and turned around to run. Then, at the gate of the yard, he saw all kinds of two-headed monsters running or flying towards him in the distance.

With a clang, Deathstroke threw his two swords to the ground.

"Fuck, Batman." He only had time to utter the last curse before he was drowned by the angry crowd of two-headed monsters. When the crowd dispersed, Deathstroke had already taken off his armor, and a bear head had grown on his shoulder, which was snorting happily, while the face under the mask of Deathstroke had an expression as if his mother had died.

Deathstroke is definitely a stern and cold-faced killer, but no matter what kind of person he is, it would be impossible to maintain an expression on his face after experiencing all this.

"Evil Batman, I will personally..."

Before Deathstroke could finish his words, he received a big hit on his arm.

"Shut up, my heart is full of fraternity teeth at this moment!"

His only eye rolled in anger and he stopped talking immediately.

Such scenes occur in every corner of the earth. Many villains are not knocked down immediately by this mental shock, but most of them fall directly into the blockade of other two-headed monsters. After all, there are very few villains who really live in the mountains and forests, and living in the city means that many people have to face hundreds of Purple Lanterns at the same time. How can they not be unlucky?

As more and more people became members of the Purple Lantern Corps, the Star Sapphire Corps far away in the Zamaren galaxy was going crazy.

He was hiding in his own galaxy, doing nothing, but suddenly he found that the number of members in his legion began to skyrocket by tens of thousands. Before he could react, the unit of this surge became one hundred thousand, and then soared to one million.

"How is this going????"

The few members of the Star Sapphire Corps gathered together under the leadership of a large group of female cosmic guardians. These female guardians were the ones who parted ways with the cosmic guardians of the Green Lantern Corps billions of years ago because of differences in ideas. They created the Purple Lantern Corps here and have been developing silently for many years.

The central energy battery of the Purple Lantern is a large piece of purple crystal, in which is sealed the skeletons of the original Hawkman and Hawkgirl. Their everlasting love for thousands of years has become an endless source of energy for it. But at this time, this battery directly rebelled.

The female guardians of the Purple Lantern Corps found that they had completely lost control of the Purple Lantern Corps. The Star Sapphire Corps they created was supposed to be the only Purple Lantern Corps in the universe, and therefore enjoyed all the power of the Purple Lanterns, but now a much larger legion has risen and directly defeated all of them on the scales.

"How is it possible? Where did so many people who are deeply in love with someone and are committed to one person appear? If they ever existed, how come they were not selected into the Purple Lantern Corps???"

A female guardian said:

"The Purple Lantern Corps should be able to send Purple Lantern Rings to members throughout the universe who are qualified to join the Purple Lantern Corps. How can someone have the qualifications to join the Purple Lantern Corps out of thin air??? Where do those Purple Lantern Rings come from???"

But this is not the most troublesome thing. The most troublesome thing is...

"Everyone, something terrible has happened. The plunder beast... I'm afraid the plunder beast will be completely under the control of that guy."

"Did he use the power of those purple lights he stole to forcibly capture the ravager?"

"No, it's not... There is a person who is loved by all the Purple Lantern members. A guy who is loved by everyone... How is this possible?"

The female guardian groaned:

"But that's what happened. Faced with such a goal, it's basically impossible for the Purple Lantern Beast to refuse."

"The plunder beast... The plunder beast directly chose him as its host. And this also means..."

With a loud bang, the Purple Lantern Central Energy Battery made a loud noise and flew directly into the sky, going straight to find his real owner, leaving only a group of female guardians and Purple Lantern Corps members standing there below.

After a long while, one of the female guardians said dully:

"That also means our central battery is going to be gone."

This group of women who were loyal to death but also fanatically and twistedly in love looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What should we do now?"