What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 1085 The King in Black and Poison

Deep within the main universe, on the symbiotic homeworld, Klinta.

On this planet, once teeming with free-spirited symbionts, the wild spirit of "freedom" can no longer be seen.

All the symbiotes seemed to be under some kind of direct control.

And the source of all this is the being that escaped from the "cage".

He sat at the very center of the planet, a longsword of red and black in his hand, on a bone throne that exuded a wild and untamed aura.

With pale skin and sharp, menacing teeth, he did not resemble a ruler.

His identity was not surprising.

He was awakened by the Celestials at the beginning of the universe and given the responsibility of the Black King, corresponding to the White King who maintains the multiverse outside the gods, and is the one who maintains the multiverse inside the universe.

That is... the god of symbiotes.

He brought catastrophe to the entire universe for billions of years, but eventually, as more and more symbiotes attached themselves to benevolent life forms, conscience and goodness prevailed among the races, causing them to break free from Nar's control and launch a rebellion.

Ultimately, Nar was imprisoned among those symbiotes from before.

Those symbiotes from back then were the very entities that made up the mother planet Klinta.

The entire Klin Tower is essentially a giant symbiotic cage.

But now, a change has occurred.

A force from another universe has arrived in Klinta.

Although not powerful, it was enough to release the imprisoned symbiotic god.

At this moment, Nar, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them.

He had just sensed that the symbiotes he had deliberately let go had begun to come into contact with life in the outside world.

Then, the necromancer's sword in his hand slowly twisted.

Krinta, whom he had enslaved once again, began to travel through the universe.

It seems slow, but it is actually very fast.

With those attached symbiotes as coordinates, he could travel to these inhabited planets more quickly and devour them...

Then you gain more power.

He aims to build an unprecedented army of symbiotes to launch an ultimate revenge against the Celestials and the false Transcendental race.

You look...very angry.

A hoarse, distorted voice came from beside Nar.

The one making the sound was not a Klinta symbiote. After all, the symbiotes that remain on their home planet Klinta are all symbiotes that have never possessed a humanoid intelligent life form, so it is impossible for them to speak.

But Nar was not surprised by the sound.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the ground.

There was a small white creature there, its entire body covered in sharp edges.

Nar stared blankly at the creature...

He witnessed the initial birth of this being when he brought catastrophe to the multiverse.

"Shouldn't you poison beings be the natural enemies of symbiotes?"

"Respected Symbiote God Nar, we are the natural enemies of the Symbiotes, but not yours." The little poison clearly possessed wisdom. "I was ordered by the Poison Queen to cross the barriers of the universe and come to the main world... just to help you return."

"What... do you want?"

"Of course, we hope to hunt down all symbiotes in the universe under your leadership."

"You guys don't hold anything back at all."

"The symbiotes are your slaves, but they are also the objects of your hatred, aren't they?" Poison's voice was full of sincerity. "You gain life force and the multiverse, and we gain food and satisfaction... It's an undeniable win-win situation. Most importantly, the Poison Clan is no match for you at all, and you don't need to worry about what other ideas we might have."

"That sounds...very tempting." A hint of interest flickered in Nar's blood-red eyes. "Aren't there any other conditions?"

"of course not."

“Then show your sincerity.” Nar looked away from the poison, no longer staring at it, but continued, “Get your poison race out of the corners of the multiverse and onto Klinta… I will not help you widen the rift in the multiverse barrier. Whether you can get there or not depends entirely on your abilities… I have no interest in cooperating with trash.”

"As you wish, Your Majesty the King in Black."

……

"Hey, it's fully operational now? Let me have a turn! Let me have a turn!"

Harley Quinn watched as the Spear of Adun, under Azaria's control, left the parking lot at the edge of the solar system, and she instantly became excited.

Although she can use her own abilities to directly enter outer space and fly...

But... this is an interstellar ark ship that is over seventy kilometers long.

How can mere words describe its imposing and domineering presence?

Not to mention Harley Quinn, a patient with severe late-stage mental illness, whose curiosity about new things is countless times greater than that of others.

Azaria had intended to tell the mistress to wait patiently, and that the Blood Ravens would do the job.

But Alarak stopped him.

Are you sure you want to refuse the request of your genetic mother's lover?

The moment Azariah uttered those words, his eyes cleared instantly.

"Moreover, according to Venom's description, Klinta is a living planet whose location can shift. Only symbiotes can anchor and perceive this planet based on DNA information originating from their bodies... In this light, it seems that having your Mother of Genes' lover take the helm is the optimal solution."

Azariah nodded upon hearing this.

Alarak is right.

So he turned around and called over the crew members of the Blood Ravens Legion, instructing them to assist the Matron in operating the Spear of Adun.

Because Venom needs to constantly sense coordinates and directions, it must remain in the physical universe, so it can't travel on the ultimate highway of subspace.

Therefore, the Spear of Adun would need to combine faster-than-light travel with warp technology to move forward.

All of this was incredibly new and exciting for Harley Quinn.

Although she had traveled to many places in the universe, Li Chengfeng usually took her to her destination with a single teleportation portal.

Although we did leave Earth, we rarely felt the reality of interstellar travel.

Equally excited was Felicity Smoke, a technical logistics expert, who clung to the Protoss control console and refused to let go.

The other ladies clearly weren't very interested in the Ark, and instead all gathered around Alarak.

As a leading expert in biological genetics, Caitlin Snow was very interested in this new life form, Alarak, which she had never seen before.

He reached out and gently pinched North Lanark's little face into a ball.

Amidst this otherwise calm but somewhat chaotic situation, the Spear of Adun, after leaving the solar system, suddenly accelerated, entered jump mode, and disappeared from its original location.