Meanwhile, on the other side of the Metropolis, the last two Dark Knight — the Devastator and the Dawnbreaker —had also reached their wits' end.
Thor had nearly torn half of the Devastator's body apart, while the Dawnbreaker's energy was already depleted, and it was bound by a golden energy net like a lamb to the slaughter.
Just as Thor was about to grab them by the neck and end this farce, a dark portal, exuding an ominous aura, suddenly opened behind them.
The strange energy abruptly engulfed the two heavily wounded Dark Knight, then quickly shut down as if it had never existed.
Thor hovered in mid-air, glancing only at the spot where the portal had disappeared, without giving chase.
He knew very well that this was Barbatos's doing.
But now is not the time to confront that giant bat demon. There's no need to reveal my true strength so early.
Besides, we haven't gotten the Tenth Metal yet. We can play with him slowly after we get what we want.
Just as Thor was about to return to reunite with Diana and the others, a figure appeared silently in front of him.
The person who arrived was none other than the one who had disappeared earlier.
She ignored the chaotic battlefield below, simply offering three faintly glowing Soul Stone to Thor in a soft voice, as if discussing the weather.
"Here, these are the three evil Batman Soul Stone you wanted."
Thor took the three clumps of Soul Stone, sensing the pure nightmares and obsessions they contained, and asked with some curiosity, "These beings from the Dark Multiverse... do they really have Soul Stone?"
"Essentially, they are just a polymer of nightmares, conscious and self-aware, but without Soul Stone."
Death shook its head, then added matter-of-factly, "However, they're still under my jurisdiction now that they're dead. So, they have Soul Stone now."
This logic is very powerful.
Thor carefully collected the three bundles of Soul Stone.
Frost City has expanded too quickly recently. Although the city is safe, there are always some miscellaneous trivial matters that Batman is already struggling to keep up with.
These Dark Knight may be mentally unstable, but their abilities are undeniable. Capturing them, reformatting them, and turning them into high-level hired hands would be perfect.
As for that the Batman Who Laughs... forget it, he doesn't want that kind of pure chaos and madness to pollute his city.
Thor's figure descended from the sky, landing right behind Hal Jordan.
He landed silently, yet instantly drew everyone's attention.
He glanced at the Green Lantern had just delivered his "profound" speech, then reached out and patted him hard on the shoulder with a dull thud.
"You have a good eye, kid," Thor said with a hint of approval. "My city truly has no crime."
Hal was knocked back by the slap, grimacing and rubbing his shoulder, wondering to himself, "How can this guy have such a strong grip?!"
Barry Allen looked at Thor, then at the empty sky in the distance, and couldn't help but ask, "Those two... got away?"
"They got away." Thor waved his hand dismissively. "It's fine. I'll kill one if one comes, and two if two come."
As he spoke, he patted his chest, and the enormous bat-shaped mech rapidly transformed, coalescing into a large reactor that shimmered with a ghostly blue light. Then, amidst a dazzling series of mechanical sounds, it was stored in the all-powerful bat belt at his waist.
This move made Barry and Hal, who were standing nearby, twitch in the corners of their eyes.
Hal winked and leaned closer to Diana, lowering his voice. "See? I told you, the Batmen are all like this. Damian seems to be thinking about beating up Bruce all the time too?"
Diana ignored his banter and walked up to Thor, her deep blue eyes looking directly at him. "What's the plan next?"
Thor glanced at the scattered citizens of Metropolis, still ravaged by the infection and transformed into miniature Doomsday, and said, "Let's save people first. Gotham isn't urgent. I need to think about how to get into that so-called Dark Multiverse."
"Leave the rescue to me!"
Barry Allen volunteered, smeared the last of the golden serum on his gloves, and transformed into a golden bolt of lightning, rapidly traversing the city.
In just a few dozen seconds, the berserk " Doomsday " citizens were smeared with serum and their sanity was restored.
Next, Barry scoured the ruins of the entire Metropolis, gathering all the survivors in the plaza.
He briefly explained the situation to the still-shaken citizens, and was about to say "Everyone go home" when he looked up and saw the city razed to the ground, with less than half of its buildings remaining.
"..."
Barry scratched his head, looking at Thor with an embarrassed expression. "Uh, Thomas... do you have any good ideas?"
Thor glanced at the vast, dark mass of people in the square and said, "Yes, I can send them to my world first, and bring them back after things are settled here."
As he spoke, he immediately spotted the woman in the crowd, holding a recording pen and with a determined look in her eyes.
" Lois Lane," Thor's voice wasn't loud, but it reached her ears clearly, "You're in charge of organizing this group."
He then activated an internal inter-space communicator on his wrist and contacted Valeria.
" Val, I have a group of refugees here. Have someone prepare to receive them."
A slightly impatient girl's voice came from the other end of the communicator, accompanied by the crackling sounds of welding and machinery in the background.
"Alright, alright... By the way, when are you going to give me that replica Mobius Chair you promised me?"
"Soon."
Thor gave a perfunctory reply and hung up the call immediately.
He tapped rapidly on the Batcomputer on his wrist, and a huge, blue-glowing portal burst open before them.
On the other side of the portal, instead of a cold laboratory, lies a vibrant countryside, with some uniquely shaped floating buildings and flying vehicles in the distance.
Lois glanced at the portal, then at Diana.
She had learned of Superman's disappearance from Wonder Woman, and although her eyes were filled with worry, she knew even more clearly that now was not the time to be weak.
She took a deep breath, picked up a megaphone, and began to organize the surviving citizens to step into the portal in an orderly manner.
She knew that staying here wouldn't be of any help.
Soon, as the last batch of citizens entered, the portal slowly closed.
Hal Jordan, who had been holding back his words, immediately leaned in, his eyes gleaming as he stared at Thor: " Thomas! You have Mobius Chair?"
That's a legendary artifact that contains all the knowledge of the universe!
Thor glanced at him and said casually, "It's a replica, Darkseid from another universe, who tied that universe's Batman to a chair and made him his strategist."
Upon hearing this, Diana's heart tightened, and she pressed for an answer, "Then... how is that universe now?"
Thor's tone was completely flat, as if he were talking about something trivial.
"It's gone. That Superman from that universe was courting death, leading the Justice League and personally destroying Earth."
"..."
The air fell silent once more.
However, at that moment, Aquaman Arthur, who had been standing silently to the side, tapped the ground with the end of his trident and muttered something in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Isn't that normal? Anyway, I've never seen Superman touch his super brain."