When I arrived, I had airplanes, tanks, and luxury off-road vehicles. When I returned, it was miserable because these things were gone.
If nothing else, let Lin En dismantle them all.
So, the current situation is that Lynn is flying in the air on his bicycle, with Diana on the saddle.
Superman is also flying in the sky. He uses his plug-in ability [biological stance] to help the reluctant Neptune realize his dream of flying.
Then, Batman rides on the clouds, and Cyborg and Green Lantern "drive themselves".
It looks a bit like that outing, but the brothers look very tired, as if they have just finished fighting.
"Old Bat! I just remembered, why didn't you all come over?"
Logically speaking, if you can't fly right now, there should be an extra Green Arrow, but they didn't come over at all.
Also disappearing were Brother Martian and The Flash. Linn felt that if Old Bat came to fight with him from the beginning, he had to call these two powerful helpers together.
As for why there are two...
Green Arrow, does it have anything to do with the word powerful?
As for Linn's question, Batman sitting on the cloud didn't bother to answer him at all.
Do you still have the nerve to ask this?
Why, because of you!
As long as you can do less of these outrageous operations, Zhenglian won't have to send troops to deal with your problems when the war is about to begin.
As a human being, it is better to have some self-awareness.
The old bat didn't say anything, so Linn started to make random guesses. And he quickly came up with an answer of his own.
"Oh~~!"
Linn said in a long voice: "You misjudged me, Old Bat, I am not such a ruthless person, and I won't beat Green Arrow to death if he comes!"
Do you look down on him that much? ! "
Looking back, Batman almost wanted to plant a few more bombs on Linn's head right now to help him wake up.
"Lynn, I don't have time to pay attention to you now. Don't ask for trouble."
"Oh~ It's so scary. I'm so afraid that you're threatening me with suicide again, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Staring at the bicycle, Linn frantically chased Batman in the air. Cyborg and Green Lantern saw this and moved some distance to the side.
These two lunatics...it's better to stay away from them!
………………
America, the metropolitan city center.
Due to the time difference, it was still night in the metropolis at this time.
Although the metropolis, as a world-class city, is truly a city that never sleeps, there are also shadows under the lights, and evil always breeds in every corner of this city.
At one of the back doors of the Rosal Hotel, a man wearing a chef's uniform threw his white hat on the ground angrily.
"Fake! Why did you drive me out!"
"Denzel, you know this is not the place you should be. I'm sorry that the chef uniform you stole has no use, but now, you'd better get out of here!"
Denzel moved his lips angrily and wanted to say something back, but seeing so many people on the other side preparing to walk out in unison, he still gave up.
He was just a gangster and a nobody, so Denzel didn't really care about losing a little face.
It's just a pity that this stolen chef's uniform can be exchanged for some money by sending it to Old Karen.
Denzel walked out of the back alley of the hotel with a sullen look on his face.
Who would have thought that this big hotel located in the city center would have such a dirty and dark back alley? Who would have thought that in this place where land is so valuable, a meal can cost tens of thousands of rosal. There are so many people around the hotel who cannot afford to eat.
"Under the same sky... Shete, I don't know which sky it is under!"
Obviously, Denzel is a gangster. To be precise, he is a man on the fringes of the city who is not even a gangster.
As a native of the city, he is a part of the city and has grown up here. However, when the city continues to grow old and regenerate, people like him always seem to be forgotten in a certain part of the city. A corner, maybe in a smelly ditch.
He could see the prosperity of this city, with its feasting and feasting, squandering money like water, talented people and beautiful women, once they reached the top of the clouds and reached the pinnacle of life, but once the smoke and clouds receded, the buildings collapsed, bankrupt, and they became paupers.
Sadly, however, none of this has anything to do with him.
He belongs here, but he doesn't belong here either.
Denzel is not like his cousins and street brothers who join gangs and sell laundry detergent... He is not kind-hearted and law-abiding, he just doesn't have the courage.
Therefore, the way he chose to deal with life was all kinds of petty theft, such as today, pretending to be a hotel chef and going to the kitchen, thinking of getting some high-end ingredients to exchange for some living expenses.
Denzel just didn't expect that the clothes he stole were the foreman's uniform. As soon as he sneaked into the hotel kitchen, he was blocked and beaten.
"Sigh... I would have sold those clothes if I had known earlier..."
Walking in the dark alley, Denzel was still regretting it, because he didn't have a penny on him now, and it had been several days since he came home empty-handed.
"These damn ones deserve to go to hell!"
Denzel kicked a can away with a look of displeasure on his face. His toes were so painful that he couldn't even curse. He could only cover his feet and inhale hissingly.
But squatting on the ground, Denzel felt vaguely that something was wrong.
What about the sound?
I kicked an iron can away, why didn't it make any sound when it hit the ground?
With doubts in his heart, Denzel stood up and walked towards the corner that he should be extremely familiar with.
brush!
Suddenly, an iron can flew out and fell on his knees.
"Fuck! Who's there! You mother fuc..."
Denzel's angry curse was suppressed in his stomach.
Because he saw that walking out of the darkness around the corner was a monster with wings on its back and a dark body.
"Ba-Batman...!"
Everyone is afraid of Batman, even a punk like Denzel, even though this is not Gotham but Metropolis.
"Hey, Batman."
A voice sounded from behind him, and he mechanically twisted his neck. Denzel vaguely realized that something was wrong with today's events, and slowly turned his head. When he saw the man who was more than two meters tall, had a head, and had an incomparable appearance. A vicious guy, especially after seeing the cold light ax in the opponent's hand, which was a few circles bigger than his head, Denzel's legs softened and he sat on the ground.
"Don't, don't kill me! Please, please!"
The person coming is, of course, Steppenwolf.
"Kill you, haha, you miserable weakling, you are not worthy of being killed by me."
Steppenwolf was not even willing to look down at the humans lying on the ground. He was a little confused as to why this planet was so strange. There was such a huge difference in strength between individuals.
"Aquaman... Kryptonian!"
As he chanted slowly, Steppenwolf seemed to feel a dull pain in the wound on his head.
"snort!"
The ax fell to the ground, and the blade penetrated deeply into the hard road surface, almost cutting off Denzel's arm.
"Human, let me ask you."
Steppenwolf is truly a natural interrogator, and his temperament is perfect for this job.
"I say! I say anything!"
"You must recognize the most powerful person in this city."
"Ah! I recognize it! I recognize it!"
Special code, this monster that looks like an alien turns out to be really an alien monster!
Damn special code Superman, where did you die! I was captured by aliens here, you didn’t see it!
Cursing a few words in his mind, Denzel showed a flattering smile on his face: "Um...this is the metropolis, Mr. Alien, this is one of the most famous cities in the world!
ah! Superman, Superman is ours here! "
"Superman..."
"Ah, yes, yes! Superman! That's the red cape..."
Wow!
The ax passed by and the head fell. Denzel's headless body fell to the ground crookedly.
"Superman, he's the Kryptonian, right? Sooner or later I'm going to get him..."
Steppenwolf wanted to say something to bolster his momentum, but he knew in his heart that even in his current true form, it would be almost impossible to defeat that terrifying Kryptonian.
In that losing battle, he was crushed throughout, with no hope of victory in sight.
Looking down at the human corpse at his feet, Steppenwolf looked expressionless and looked back at the magnificent building behind him.
Although Apokolips has always conquered every world with a domineering momentum, this does not mean that Steppenwolf is an idiot who only knows how to kill people with an axe.
After knowing that this planet was that special one, the only planet with a clear anti-life equation, Steppenwolf had long since put away his contempt.
What's more, there is a Superman on this planet.
"There is only one goal now, the mother box!"
After simply confirming that this building was the most luxurious building in the entire city, Steppenwolf waved his hand, and large swaths of demonoids flew up from a dark corner like flies and flew towards the building.
There may not be the people he needs to find in this building, but as long as they can help him find the people he needs to find, that's fine.
According to past experience, the more status a person has, the less likely he is to give up his life easily.
Thinking of this, Steppenwolf looked up and saw that his men had entered the building from various floors and slowly walked towards the building.
…
In front of the bustling main hall at the entrance of the hotel, celebrities from all walks of life were maintaining a noble posture, showing off their jewelry today, while saying things that they didn't even believe in false politeness.
Next to this group of celebrities, there are many beautiful girls gathered together. They are all models without invitations, and they are here to find their own future.
Farther away, in front of the long red carpet, luxury cars would stop from time to time, and new big shots would arrive at the factory. After a series of waving and fake smiles, they would join the previous dignitaries. , and walked into the hall together.
At this time, there was a model who was looking up to adjust her contact lenses, as if she saw something moving on the moon.
"Alissa, Alisa, look, is that...ah——!"
There was a bang, and a luxury car was parked at the main entrance. Before the people inside could get out, the car was flattened by something that suddenly fell from the sky.
Stepping on the bloody water, Steppenwolf stepped down from the roof of the car, looked around, looked at the frightened eyes with satisfaction, and nodded.
"Yes, yes. I declare that from now on, this place belongs to Apokolips."
"Hey! Who are you! Do you know where this place is!"
Brave. Fierce virtue.
Most of the time, there really is only half a step between courage and stupidity.
I don’t know if it was the courage given to him by Superman, but a middle-aged man in a red suit pointed at Steppenwolf with his hand in an imposing manner.
"Oh, interesting. Earthlings are really interesting."
Steppenwolf walked towards him slowly and tilted his head curiously: "I really want to know why there are such big differences between you earthlings."
"What are you talking about... ugh!"
A steel drill was inserted into his chest and stabbed out of his back.
Given Steppenwolf's height, this stab almost penetrated the unfortunate guy at an angle.
It was obvious that he was dead.
"Ah, boring."
Throwing away the steel drill inserted into the person, Steppenwolf looked at the people who finally realized it and began to scream and run away. He said coldly to the demonoids coming behind him: "Catch everyone here. Once locked up in that building, if anyone runs out of any corner of this street, kill them directly."
After saying that, he strode up the steps and walked into the hall, following the crowds of people fleeing on both sides.
At this time, the room was already in chaos.
On the ground, there were countless celebrities in luxurious clothes kneeling tremblingly. The same thing about them was that most of their upper bodies were not damaged, but their knees were mostly worn.
In the air and on the roof of the shed, many demonoids were still or moving, and they were still flying in from the broken windows, throwing people one after another directly to the ground, or falling on the floor, or falling on the ground. On other kneeling people.
The stairs, the long table, and even the performance area and security area nearby were all red with blood, and it was already a state of dead people stacked on top of each other.
The entire invasion process was smoother than Steppenwolf imagined. It could be said that without any effective resistance at all, the demons controlled humans several times their own size.
"It's really an interesting race."
Holding the ax upside down, Steppenwolf moved forward from the kneeling crowd, looking left and right, and finally stood on the small platform that was originally used for speeches.
"Humans, you have been captured by me and are already slaves of Apokolips.
What you have to do now is answer my questions. Follow my instructions. "
After saying that, he happened to see some people exchanging glances.
"Ah."
With a wave of his hand, the demonoid flying above the man's head fell down, and while the man struggled and resisted, he was brought to Steppenwolf's side.
"I-I won't say anything!"
Wow!
With another wave of his hand, the person who had just exchanged glances with him was lifted up by another demonoid and placed on the pool of blood on the ground.
This time, the movement of resistance almost disappeared.
"Human, your name."
"Ron, Ron Mathewt..."
"Ron...Matthew..."
Steppenwolf suddenly took out a piece of paper and read it one by one.
"No."
Wow!
"Next."
"Next."
"Next."
…
"Your name, human."
"...Alan Rickman."
"……Well."
This time, the ax didn't move, and Steppenwolf raised his head.
"Congratulations, you're on the list."
"call……"
Although he didn't understand, Allen knew that his life was temporarily saved.
Then, he heard the words of the big silver monster.
"So, now, let Neptune hand over the Mother Box to me. Otherwise, I will throw you into the furnace of Apokolips and turn you into an immortal demon-like creature to be tortured forever.
Alan Rickman, answer me. "
Allen was dumbfounded.
Neptune, who is he?
Mother box, what?
Eternal torment...
Farke, I understand this.
(End of chapter)
