Ah, Old Friend, Old Friend

Ah, old friend... old friend

The World Forger sat quietly beyond the endless Over-Time Stream of the DC Multiverse.

At this moment, he could observe the battle at any time and join it whenever he wished. From above, he looked down upon the entire battlefield like an aloof Outsider.

He saw Time Master and Golden Pioneer being chased into a sorry retreat alongside Future Batman Terry on the timeline of the Doomsday Future. He saw Luther and Black Death Knight William fighting together with the others, the three sides chasing and clashing with one another in utter chaos.

He also saw Monitor and Anti-Monitor join forces and first kick their mother, Perpetua, out of the game. He heard the unwilling whisper of Empty Hand, who had withdrawn together with Perpetua.

The World Forger noticed it quickly.

Compared with their mother, who had been imprisoned on the wall, Empty Hand was even less willing to give up.

After losing control over Barbatos, he had tried to send the Evil Nobles under his command to invade the DC Multiverse.

Fools.

The World Forger merely made a slight move and blocked their attempt to inject their power back into the DC Multiverse.

The World Forger was not stupid. Every dispute within the DC Multiverse would vanish without a trace after he finished creating his Baby Multiverse, used it to swallow the DC Universe whole like a snake swallowing an elephant, and directly catalyzed it into an adult universe.

How could he allow Empty Hand to interfere?

If his opponent had already grown strong enough to enter the universe on his own, and his mother Perpetua had also climbed down from the wall, then he might have considered sitting back and watching them fight. But his current plan was proceeding smoothly.

If nothing went