"What are those two muttering about?" Gray Mist asked, looking at the only tiny black dot in the vast white mental world.
"What did they do?" Greed said. "I've never seen a mental world like this. Where are they?"
"They let the black hole merge into themselves, trapping themselves in endless Spacetime distortion. When we entered, they were still at the point before we entered." After thinking for a moment, Gray Mist said, "So we can never exist on their timeline."
"Is that some kind of precaution?" Greed asked. "Just because you used a skill earlier, that cunning Batman hid himself in the past..."
"I have a feeling they just wanted somewhere private to talk." Gray Mist said. "But we really do need to call them out. If they stay in there, the game can't continue. Everyone outside is still staring at black screens."
"You can get in?"
"Of course. Batman understands physics, and so do I. I'm especially good at physical motion. They needed external objects to compress a dense celestial body, but I only need internal factors to create a singularity. Let me try..."
Just as Overlord Superman and Overlord Batman faced each other, they suddenly saw a flash of white light streak past them. The next second, Greed was standing beside them.
"You two finally came out," Greed said. "Stay in there any longer, and the game will crash. Hurry up and cough out that black hole and throw it away. If the Administrator comes over later, he'll definitely kick you two out."
Then he left. Superman's mental world really was not a pleasant place to stay. Its intensity was too high, and staying too long could easily cause problems.
"What did he mean?" Overlord Superman asked.
"Exactly what he said." Overlord Batman sighed. "This was only