indianbanksassociation Chapter 445 Starro the Cosmic Starfish, Night Owl's Plan, Orm
Chapter 445 Starro the Cosmic Starfish, Night Owl's Plan, Orm
Chapter 445 Starro the Cosmic Starfish, Night Owl's Plan, and the Language Lord Om Can Understand
In the vast and boundless starry sky.
A colossal starfish, with an enormous eye and remarkably cute appearance, was floating quietly.
Below his eyes, an organ resembling a mouth opened and closed, spewing out countless tiny cosmic starfish. These newly born, fragile little creatures were exposed to outer space, yet they appeared completely unharmed.
They gathered, surged, and swam through space, quickly paddling their fleshy little bodies away from the mouthparts that ejected the starfish, making enough space for the other clones that were about to erupt again.
The Space Conqueror Starro has created enough of these little starfish... These little starfish orbit around him like satellites, forming a vast sea of "stars" like a ring.
In the DC universe, telepathy, while not a common superpower, is certainly not rare. Although there are some shameful second-rate telepaths like Brain Demon, most characters with telepathic abilities are quite formidable.
Whether it's Maxwell Lord, Brainiac, Martian Manhunter, Manchester Black (who appears in Volume 2, a member of the Heroes Alliance, a purple-haired British man), Despair (the villain in Martian Manhunter, a one-eyed pink-skinned alien, also a telepath), Mind Pirate (a villain in Batman, this guy has powerful abilities but a weak body; in Batman v3, he was knocked down by a ventriloquist who couldn't be mind-controlled), or Grodd the gorilla, they can all be considered powerful telepaths, and we can recount many of their terrifying deeds.
However, for those with telepathic abilities, although their strengths are clearly distinct, the difference between them is generally not that significant.
For example, Martian Manhunter, even if his telepathic abilities are stronger than Despair's in a factual sense, he still cannot determine the winner the moment they meet.
Most telepaths cannot completely overwhelm another telepath, except for the strongest telepath...
Starro the Conqueror, also known as Starro the Starfish.
Because his mind-invasion ability is a physical mind-invasion, even the strongest telepaths cannot use their abilities when his starfish are stuck to their faces.
This ability, which is so different from other telepaths, has solidified Staro's position as the most likely strongest telepath.
But now, things are a little unusual... about the speed at which Conqueror Starro creates these little starfish.
It's not too fast, it's too slow.
Starro has conquered countless planets. His specialty is creating countless small starfish in a short time, parasitizing all the creatures on that planet, turning them into part of Starro. He might then preserve the planet, or he might drain the spiritual energy of all the creatures on that planet as "food" before moving on to find the next planet.
Starro has done this kind of thing—creating starfish to control all life on the planet—more than once. He should have finished all the work in a few hours, but now he's just slowly spitting out those clones in hundreds, like a cow that can't produce milk.
Buzzing...
A buzzing sound echoed in the space not far from Staro, followed by the opening of a blue portal.
An owl-shaped fighter jet emerged from it, and in the gravity-free space of space, it retracted its wings and transformed into a spaceship capable of traveling in space in a short time.
Staro was not disturbed by the appearance of the fighter jet and continued to concentrate on its work.
"Starro, how many of the 80 billion clones have you produced?"
The owl fighter jet hovered and came to a stop in space, and then the owl's voice came from above: "You'd better hurry, time is running out."
Starro's enormous eyes darted around before he stared at the owl-shaped spaceship.
The act itself was nothing special, but combined with his enormous body, it seemed somewhat eerie and terrifying.
It stopped ejecting the starfish clones, and the nozzle below its eyes twitched and then expanded, spitting out an alien creature covered in small holes. Of course, this alien creature also had a starfish clone attached to it.
Then it continued to spray out small starfish clones, the alien creature covered in holes that floated in space.
The slightly larger cosmic starfish attached to him wriggled and extended its five limbs, spraying some energy towards the creature's back as a boost, propelling the hole-eyed alien creature to the front of Night Owl's spaceship, where it then clung to it.
It must do that, of course, because there is no air in a vacuum to transmit sound.
"If you're willing to let me communicate with you telepathically, I won't need to waste time and effort using this creature to communicate with you."
Immediately afterwards, the Hollow-Eyed Creature began to vibrate like a speaker, forming a complete language within the Night Owl's spaceship. Aside from being somewhat deep, its pronunciation was remarkably clear:
"You ask me how many clones I've created? In the past, I knew that clones only needed to be tough enough and able to control my target. But now you're asking me to create tiny genetic surgery experts capable of modifying an entire organism. Their difficulty is dozens of times greater than those simple clones."
"Staro. There's no point in telling me how difficult your job is."
"Night Owl" spoke from inside the owl spaceship.
Starro knew that this was likely just a robot remotely controlled by the other party. Although the Cosmic Star didn't understand how the other party could remotely control it across billions of light-years, it had done it anyway, so Starro didn't intend to delve into the details.
"All I need to do is tell me how many clones you have created, and how many of the 80 billion people on Earth I can turn into vessels for the Red of All Beings."
“Approximately 60 billion people,” Staro said. “I’m producing them faster and faster now, and I can produce even more when your plan is fully in operation.”
"That's still possible." Night Owl nodded. "But don't forget, besides humans, you also need to attach your starfish genetic engineering to every other creature on Earth besides humans."
Time is running out, and I'm reminding you again, you must hurry.
"You better remember, Staro, you're not working for me, you're working to save your own life. You've hacked into my mind, you know all too well just how dangerous a monster the Counter-Monitor is."
"So only you can take me out of this doomed universe, I know, Night Owl, I remind myself of that every day, and I'm giving it my all," Starro said.
"Very good," Night Owl replied. "Lord Orm has completely fallen for the trap. That clueless fool will use Atlantis's counterattack system to sink the entire Earth into the ocean. In that state, every living being will have to accept the Crimson Power of All Beings brought by your starfish clone in order to survive."
Night Owl said, “That power will strengthen them, and unless the Green of All Things agrees to watch all life on Earth perish, the Red of All Beings be destroyed, and face the Black of Decay alone, it cannot stop the Red of All Beings from expanding in a real sense.”
"When the entire Earth is submerged in the ocean, and all living things become the Crimson Creatures, Batman will have to draw power from them, whether he likes it or not, to fight the Anti-Monitor. Even so..."
Night Owl paused, he hesitated for only a moment, and then continued with unwavering resolve.
"Although this could very likely cause the creatures controlled by the Red of All Beings to go completely berserk, they have in fact all become low-level spokespeople like the Batman (Batman villain, a giant bat, the spokesperson for the Red of All Beings), which means that these spokespeople can become better batteries than ordinary people."
"And I will take over the Speed Force's core, using my clones to help Batman distribute what you call 'pressure' to every living being on this planet... But I still don't understand why you say Batman might refuse?"
"After you told me that, I thought about it for a long time, but I still don't quite understand your concerns," said Starro, the conqueror of the universe.
"Although I've never met Batman, if this universe is facing the Anti-Monitor, shouldn't Batman do everything in his power to utilize everything available to him?"
"You've already prepared so much material and weaponry for him to fight against the anti-surveillance agents. If it were me, I wouldn't refuse your help at all."
Starro's words silenced Night Owl.
"Yes, if it were you, if it were me, I would absolutely not hesitate to make all living things in the world my 'batteries' without even lifting a finger. If I were Batman, I would have done that a long time ago."
"So you believe Batman had a similar plan before?"
"Not entirely. What I mean is, Batman doesn't make any preparations or plans on this particular point."
"I don't understand."
"Batman believes he has a bottom line," Nite Owl said. "Turning innocent creatures into beings of the Red Crimson could very well cause irreversible and devastating consequences for them, or at the very least, lifelong aftereffects. Batman would never do such a thing; in his view, that's not the act of a superhero."
"But the world is about to end."
"That's the problem. Whether it's Superman or Batman, they always refuse to face the fact that we have to sacrifice a small number of people to accomplish a greater cause. They always think there's a better way to solve all this, they always think they have a choice, but that's ultimately a huge arrogance and ignorance."
"I'm sure Batman is trying to persuade Orm," Night Owl said. "I'm sure he'll never agree to this. We never had a choice. All we could do was fight with everything we had..."
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Aquaman Arthur clutched his head, then put his arm around Batman's shoulder and whispered to him, "Orm was just born different from the land dwellers in culture and ways because of Atlantis, but he's not an idiot."
He'll find out the truth sooner or later. Lying to him so openly will only make things worse once he finds out.
"What are you whispering about, brother?" Om asked from the side.
“Yeah, yeah, look at what he said, ‘What are you whispering about, brother?’ This guy is like an opera singer straight out of a Shakespearean play,” Chen Tao said. “Lord Orm can’t understand our world, Arthur. The rules that run our world are as incomprehensible to him as data and code.”
"I do not intend to call him a primitive man, because that concept is relative. In his view, we are also savage primitives."
Chen Tao whispered to Aquaman Arthur, "So let's put it another way, Arthur, use your brain and talk to Orm in a way he can understand."
"King of Atlantis"
Chen Tao said, "I pay you my highest respects."
Orm didn't speak. He looked at his brother, then at Batman in front of him, still not understanding what was going on.
"Out of Atlantean courtesy, don't you intend to return the greeting of another king?"
The very next second, Orm was met with Batman's aggressive questioning.
"..."
Chen Tao's face darkened: "It seems that Atlantis is not a civilized country at all."
"Enough. Salute, King of the Land. But that doesn't change my purpose in coming here to demand an explanation. And..."
His gaze fell upon the bewildered Sea King Arthur standing beside him: "And you dared to make a member of the Atlantean royal family submit to you—"
"You'd better get this straight, Prince Orm," Chen Tao interrupted him rudely. "The great King of the Ocean, Lord of Atlantis, Arthur Curry, has visited my kingdom, but he is only staying here temporarily."
Chen Tao pointed to the Snow Wave Base behind him:
"And made long-term efforts to establish peaceful relations between Atlantis and the land kingdoms."
"On the contrary, you... I've heard you call yourself the King of the Ocean, what's the story behind that?"
Chen Tao spoke with an Atlantean air, grabbing the bewildered Aquaman Arthur and continuing:
"I've heard that the laws of Atlantis stipulate that only the eldest son of the previous king can inherit Atlantis. I thought the one who had been negotiating peace with me was the King of Atlantis. So what's your situation?"
He said, "Atlantis now has two kings?"
Then he turned to face Aquaman Arthur: "During your absence from Atlantis and your negotiations with us, did your brother openly plot to seize power?"
Om opened his mouth as if to speak, but Chen Tao pointed at him and said, "Your brother disregards the laws of Atlantis?"
Then he suddenly had a look of realization: "He led the naval army this time to kill his own brother to silence him, so that he could ascend the throne? A dirty political struggle—conducted through murder and war?"
Then he turned to Lord Orm: "Previously, an extreme Atlantean organization calling itself the Flood Beast attacked the land, causing the deaths of countless civilians and soldiers. Under the mediation of King Arthur of Atlantis, I forgave Atlantis and am willing to sign a friendly alliance with you."
"I deeply understand that that extreme group of Atlanteans cannot represent the entirety of Atlantis. I believe I am a sufficiently enlightened and rational ruler."
"But what's your situation? What did I get in return for my kindness, restraint, and friendly attitude?"
"To be honest, you two brothers have confused me."
His face darkened.
"If your people of Atlantis are rife with betrayal, intrigue, and brutal fratricide, Arthur, how can you expect me to believe your claim that the land can forge a peace with Atlantis?"
He shoved Aquaman Arthur aside: "This is your brother who wants to usurp the throne. You brothers had better settle your dispute over the throne of Atlantis before you talk to me."
He said, "The king of the land should only speak with another king. At that time, whether it is war or peace will depend on this new king of Atlantis."
"So, Prince Orm, King Arthur, who is truly the King of the Sea? I need a definite answer from you, right now."
Aquaman Arthur was pushed to the front by Batman, and he faced Lord Orm.
Batman's actions had left him somewhat bewildered, and he instinctively blurted out, "Om, you..."
With a thud.
Lord Om knelt on one knee.
"According to the laws of Atlantis, brother, you should be the king of Atlantis. I have no intention of usurping the throne."
(End of this chapter)