This was outside Earth, in the vast, boundless universe during the Sinestro Corps War.
In theory, Riddler was merely an ordinary human. In the vacuum of space, he should have suffocated to death almost instantly. Yet he seemed to be standing on some transparent ground in the void, completely unaffected—as if a Fifth Dimension Magic effect had been fixed on him. As for First Lantern, he could not do the same. He knew a little magic, but only a little. Most of what he knew came from the scraps of half-understood knowledge he had gained when he forged Power Ring with another mage on Earth 3.
In any case, they had no trouble speaking. The azure Earth radiated a gentle glow through space, serving as their light.
Golden Pioneer, Time Master, and First Lantern—the three veteran time travelers—surrounded Riddler and watched him, waiting for him to say something useful.
After being intensely watched for several seconds, he finally could not maintain the inscrutable expression on his face.
"All right, I have to admit that, from my perspective, I was just recruited by that Batman called Nameless Old Dragon. He casually fused a version of me from the Dark Multiverse with me... I don't even know how to describe the feeling. In short, the two Riddlers are now one. I'm not sure whether that counts as a death of personality, but clearly, that Batman is different from the Batman I know. He doesn't care about the dead at all."
"Your mission." First Lantern was concise. "We work for Nameless Old Dragon, also known as Anti-Monitor Bat. We came to the era of the Sinestro Corps War to use the energy essence of Batman Dragon to corrupt the Anti-Monitor of this era and weaken him, while not changing the outcome of the