Chapter 2760: Star Core Rescue (End)

In an endless mysterious void, three huge golden heads appeared. These were the three faces of the Living Tribunal, representing Justice, Necessity, and Vengeance.

And below the heads, the huge golden body turned into the floor of the judgment court. The bodies of the five abstract entities were listed on it. On the left were Galactus and Oblivion, on the right were Death and Infinity, and facing the three huge heads was Eternity.

In the lower left corner of the golden body, which was also the northeast direction of the judgment court, sat the jury. Most of them were powerhouses who controlled a part of the cosmic rules in various multiverses, and some were omniverse-level powerhouses. In the lower right corner was the witness stand waiting to be summoned. The power levels of the people sitting on it were high and low, but most were related to this incident.

In the last thousand years, the Living Tribunal hadn't held a court session with such a big formation, because the Living Tribunal already had the absolute ruling power over the omniverse. He was both the chief judge and the prosecutor. One person could walk through all legal processes, and there was no need for hearings and court sessions.

But this time the nature was obviously special. The disaster of the shitty movie nightmare swept the entire omniverse, but the source that caused this disaster wasn't so easily judged. This time the Living Tribunal also asked his big boss before setting the tone for the court session.

In general, it was fair, just, and open. The plaintiff was the cosmic administrator represented by the five abstract entities. The reason for the public prosecution was that Shiler endangered the stability of the omniverse by spreading the shitty movie nightmare. Shiler accepting the summons to court could also present evidence to prove his innocence. The Living Tribunal would act as the adjudicator, listen to the opinions of both sides, make a fair ruling, and disclose the results of the ruling to all victims in the omniverse.

Shiler came very quickly. Basically, he arrived just as the court's stall was set up. Eternity breathed a sigh of relief below. Fortunately, this guy didn't resist coming to court, otherwise it would have been really troublesome.

But who is the guy behind him? Everyone was thinking this. Is he a bodyguard or lawyer hired by him?

Wait a minute, this dressing style, these sharp teeth, this crazy laughter... The face without a rag covering it at the very front of the Living Tribunal widened his eyes. He was frantically sending messages to the big boss in the background.

Help, some shit has mixed in!

But it was a bit too late to discover it now. Shiler had come anyway, and this guy's face had basically been seen by everyone present. This copyright fee was definitely going to be paid.

Wait, could this be Shiler's conspiracy? Several abstract entities exchanged glances. The more they thought about it, the more they felt it was possible. Just because we brought him to court, he simply went all out and invited everyone to eat shit together. He is simply vicious!

But things had already reached this step, so they had to hold their heads high and open the court. Eternity, as the deputy chief judge, pointed to the defendant's seat for Shiler. Shiler walked over and sat down unhurriedly, exchanging a look with AI Iron Man in the witness stand next to him.

Eternity cleared his throat and said: "We won't talk too much nonsense. Shiler, presumably you are very clear about the reason why you came here. I'll tell the truth. Regarding the little tricks you played in your single universe and multiverse before, we can ignore them, but this time the movement is too big, and it has already caused substantial harm to the stability of the omniverse, so we have to put you on trial."

It sounded like a threat, but it was more like a reminder. The general meaning was actually saying: if you didn't make such a big movement, we wouldn't want to make things difficult for you either.

After all, it could be clearly seen from the previous few times that this peculiar psychologist had some unclear relationship with the big boss, and his relationship with the big boss next door was even deeper. As long as it wasn't too much, no one wanted to look for trouble with such a relationship household.

Eternity tried his best to hint that as long as you bow your head and guarantee not to commit it again next time, we will turn big things into small things and small things into nothing. We will judge a multiverse imprisonment, and you will stay in your own one-third of an acre, guaranteeing that no one can find trouble with you.

Who knew Shiler would stiffen his neck and say: "I protest! You are completely wronging a good person! This was not done by me at all!"

"Keep your voice down!" Eternity said: "Be careful I judge you for roaring at the court! Say it again, was this done by you?"

He felt he had given Shiler enough face. Now that the evidence was on the table, you still want to flip your testimony in court. You really want me to judge you for a single-universe exile, right?

Wait, he seemed to have really been exiled before. Damn it, why couldn't the big boss throw him further away? Throwing him to stick to the wall next door would have been fine?!

"I said, this was not done by me." Shiler said firmly: "Not only was it not done by me, but I am also a victim. I also had my personality traits restarted because of the shitty movie spread in the dream. I demand that you cosmic administrators compensate me!"

All abstract entities widened their eyes, and even the jury was whispering. Is this person crazy or what? Not to mention whether this was done by you, look at this circle of monsters and ghosts around you, and you are asking them for compensation?!

Shiler didn't stop, clutching his chest and saying with pain: "I was originally just an ordinary psychologist, and I also suffer from autism spectrum disorder. My mental state itself is not as good as ordinary people. As a result, you cosmic administrators neglected your duties and caused the dream to be invaded, causing huge trauma to my spirit. I demand that you must pay me mental damage fees!"

"Wait a minute." Eternity said with a headache: "You said this wasn't done by you. Do you have evidence?"

Shiler pointed to the side and said: "He is the best evidence."

Everyone turned their heads to look. This "he" referred to the Laughing Bat.

Eternity had an even worse headache.

But he should have a headache later, because at this time the Laughing Bat opened his mouth to speak.

"You bunch of damn stupid ants, what do you think you are, high-and-mighty judges? No, you are wrong, very wrong!"

Shiler turned into gray mist, provided black-bottomed red-letter bold-bordered trembling subtitles for all the Laughing Bat's words, and stuffed the subtitles in front of everyone's eyes. They couldn't not look even if they wanted to.

"You created the universe, but you never understood the universe. You just act like mechanical walking corpses, making the universe as boring as you. And I, just made a little chaos in this boring universe, and I prefer to call it a little color in the boring paleness. You, however, shallowly and lowly attributed this to a crime, and even couldn't see through the source behind this 'shocking' artistic creation. You simply can't understand the mystery of the imagery contained in it!"

Although the Chinese didn't look long, it had become the length of a small paper in English. Because the subtitles were too long, the entire courtroom had been submerged by black-bottomed red letters.

Eternity spent a lot of effort to reach out and push away the pile of subtitles piled in front of his eyes, roaring at Shiler: "That's enough! Shiler! Get this thing away!!!"

The gray mist dispersed a little, but Eternity roared even more brokenly: "You know I'm not talking about the subtitles!!!"

And because this trial was broadcast live within the scope of the omniverse, which meant all victims could see it, there were already countless civilizations wailing while covering their eyes or sensory organs. What is this?! My eyes!!!!

But it wasn't over yet. The Laughing Bat was still talking endlessly. After he belittled all the abstract entities present with a long string of words, he began to analyze his film, and used that style that was like Joker and somewhat like Batman, but actually had nothing to do with either.

"Oh, Robbins is a poor little guy. I met him in a small alley. He and his companions, how should I say, are like stray dogs abandoned by this society. I have to say, New York, a place even more terrible than Cat Getan, but without Cat Getan's artistry. You must understand Cat Getan's uniqueness to compare the difference between the two, and Robbins is just the least important link in this small difference. He won't be the first, nor will he be the last, and everything he did afterward was imposed on him by this social layer, and it is also the most perfect artistry I will extract from it..."

The Laughing Bat's speech couldn't be said to be restrained; it could only be said to have a taste. If it were only him, it might not have had such lethality. But there was a straight man next to him.

Shiler not only provided subtitles that were quite in line with his aesthetics throughout the process, but also made quite complete academic annotations for various obscure vocabulary he used. When he paused, he would use "Hmm?", "Oh—", "Ah?" to connect, and would ask "So what do you think here?", "Is this how you see this?", "So that's how it is, then what about here?" at the right time.

When had the Laughing Bat ever experienced such treatment? He spent 90% of his time performing a one-man show. Today, he suddenly met a perfect supporting actor who could play with him and coax him to be happy. Could his performative personality not explode completely?

And the gray mist had quite a few functions. Besides being able to change subtitles, he could also become a projection to play movies, and could even become a holographic projection to display certain clips in the movie in a three-dimensional way.

Now it was good. The trial conference had completely turned into an omniverse-level powerhouse movie-watching conference, or rather, it had directly turned into an omniverse-level powerhouse public shit-eating conference.

You say you want to leave, that won't work. The Living Tribunal is still watching here. Once the court is opened, it's impossible to stop until there is a result.

But you say you want to stop them, that won't work either. They are listing evidence, because if you want to prove who directed this film, you have to have the director and screenwriter come out to talk about their shooting ideas and details, such as what techniques were used where, which actors were met, and what equipment was used.

These are all evidence with probability and universality. Since they want to ensure fairness, they cannot refuse the hearing of these evidence. Why do you say that omniverse-level powerhouses are somewhat legally blind? They didn't think before they came that the jury had to listen to the hearing throughout the process, which meant they had to watch this 11-hour big shitty movie again from beginning to end.

And what was even more disastrous was that the director of this shitty movie really arrived, and personally, in great detail, explained the whole process from scriptwriting to preparation to directing to shooting to editing, interspersed with countless divergent thinking that was almost impossible to judge whether it was off-topic or deliberately nonsense, and then there was a black-bottomed red-letter bold-letter subtitle following the chaos next to him.

Only then did they discover that Shiler didn't want to invite everyone to eat shit; he wanted to let everyone drown in shit, and also let them watch him swim butterfly in the sea of shit while they were sinking, and praise him as the most flexible maggot in the sea of shit.

When they found that five hours had passed and the Laughing Bat hadn't finished talking about Robbins, Eternity really couldn't hold on anymore.

He gave Death a look, Death gave the Living Tribunal a look, and the Living Tribunal gave the big boss OAA a look through the background.

Finally, as the sixth hour was about to arrive, and the vast majority of the participating members of the jury and witness stand were already pale, the Living Tribunal received a reply from the big boss, simply summarized in one sentence: "If it doesn't work, withdraw."

Well said, withdraw to where? May I ask where in the omniverse is not stained with shit now?

Wait, is there a way to go to the universe next door?

Battleworld! Yes! Battleworld!

Didn't a group of superheroes say they had been to Battleworld before? Don't worry about what that's for. The water in the septic tank is almost over the neck, and you're still picking the style of the lifebuoy?

Run! Run quickly!

Immediately, someone with sharp eyes discovered that AI Iron Man opened a blue portal, and the atmosphere of a strange world appeared behind the portal.

There were no weak hands sitting here. The moment the portal opened, colorful lights flashed on the witness stand. In an instant, it could be called "eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers," fearing that if they left a second late, they would be chased by shit.

The jury couldn't sit still when they saw it. If you run away, won't this shit rush at us? No matter where it is, even a mountain of knives and a sea of fire is better than a septic tank. I'm coming!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the witness stand and the jury were all gone. Death had the lowest bottom line among all abstract entities. He drilled into the portal with a whoosh, ignoring the life and death of his brothers and sisters. Eternity held Infinity in his left hand and Oblivion in his right, and had to kick Galactus with his foot. The whole family crawled into the portal.

Of course, these were all M-bodies of the main body. The real cosmic administrators were a string of code rules and had no physical bodies. But even so, the M-bodies of the main body were much more powerful than the avatars of single or multiverse universes.

Finally, only the Living Tribunal, the Laughing Bat, and Shiler were left in the entire court. Adam's figure gradually appeared. Shiler, who had just reappeared as a human from the gray mist, was about to take a step toward that side when Adam stretched out his hands and screamed: "Don't come over! I'll go myself!"

After speaking, he stared at the direction of Shiler and the Laughing Bat while adjusting his posture and flew toward the portal. Finally, only the Laughing Bat and Shiler were left in the entire cosmic space, staring at each other.

"What are you looking at? Your audience has all run away." Shiler shrugged and said: "This trick is good, but it can only be used once."

"... You used me?"

"Just kidding, who can use you." Shiler also walked toward the portal and said: "If you don't come, I'm going to close the door."

The Laughing Bat paused. The Laughing Bat walked over. The Laughing Bat stopped at the door. The Laughing Bat was hesitating.

The Laughing Bat was kicked in by Shiler. ===== CHAPTER 2761 =====