For the young Superman, Batman showed even greater tolerance, carrying the subtle kindness of an elder. More strangely, Clark showed him the same subtle kindness. With both of them being so kindly disposed, their coordination was practically flawless.
Hal was the first to break free. He rolled his shoulders and grumbled at Clark a few times, but still went to haul out Atlan and the Sea Queen.
Hal bound the Sea Queen with Green Lantern energy, and Batman stepped forward to question her. The Sea Queen seemed gloomy and unwilling to answer anything. After questioning her for a long while, Batman received only one sentence.
"Don't waste your effort. You can't save anyone."
Batman narrowed his eyes.
Combined with the Sea Queen's diary he had seen earlier, she did not look like she had gone to war. She looked like she had gone to die.
Batman was not sure whether the Sea Queen's counterpart in other universes was Arthur, but if she was, then this passive attitude was nothing like the Arthur Batman knew.
Unless she had suffered some kind of blow that had completely destroyed her confidence in fighting back.
This kind of opponent was actually the hardest to deal with. She had almost no desires left and wanted only death, which also meant Batman could not pry any more information from her.
The Atlantean army was still pouring in from the distance. Batman could only say to the Sea Queen, "Abdicate in favor of Atlan. Tell your subordinates that Atlan is Atlantis's New King."
Atlan snorted, clearly mocking this absurd reality. He had been the greatest emperor in Atlantis's history, yet now he had become Atlantis's New King.
The queen snorted as well. "It's useless."
"You want to find Batman, don't you? He is your last hope, because