Time goes back to Harley's outer space, waiting for the mastermind to come to him.

The Day of Destruction returns to Earth first.

The fact that the Galaxy General and Tearman failed to kill it, nor could it stop it scared ordinary people, and forced other heroes to stand up and form a new defensive front.

Ivy was left with worries.

"Where has Harley gone?" she asked Jebi hurriedly.

"I don't know that if the master doesn't summon me, I can't sense her position. But I guess she will definitely not die." Yebi was also surprised and kept calm on the surface and comforted Aivi with words.

Unable to determine Harley's location, Ivy was worried, and could only temporarily focus on the destruction sun in front of her for the time being.

Without Justice League and Halle's block, it began to truly show the power of destruction...

Only the wrong name is given, no wrong nickname is called, the day of destruction is dosday, the day of judgment, the end of the world.

Halle's former younger brother Plastic Man came down from the watchtower to support the metropolis, but he was like a balloon in a naughty child's hand, pulled hard to both sides by Destruction. The "slipper" pulled out a transparent film. The film reached its elastic limit and continued to pull, "sharp" into two pieces, and he let out a tragic wail.

Orian also came on the Star Skateboard, and beams of star lights shot on the Destruction Sun, like a water gun shooting rocks, without any effect.

In the end, it jumped and hit the sub-light speed by jumping, hitting it for more than ten kilometers, and even the handle of the artifact skateboard was twisted and deformed.

Uncle Sam originally cooperated with Captain Atom to guard the White House and the Pentagon. At this time, he also joined the melee of N-picking 1, but he was transforming into a giant form and stepped on the Destruction Day. When he was storing the foot of the Destruction Day, he was broken through the soles of the foot, jumped to the chest, and punched the uncle in the chest.

There are also heroes who were grabbed and their feet were torn into two pieces

The scene is very bloody and cruel.

Less than a minute after the Destruction Sunset, eight superheroes have been torn into two pieces, either cut in half or smashed into meat paste. The heroes have tried countless attack methods, but none of them have worked.

Until Superman returns.

Cheers resounded through the battlefield, and resounded through the homes and offices of all viewers watching the live broadcast.

However, the cheers quickly turned into panic silence.

Because when he broke Man's mouth, the heroes and reporters who followed the filming learned about the bad news that General Galaxy died in battle.

After Ivy found out the approximate position of the battlefield at Torpoman, she immediately rode Jebi and disappeared into the metropolis.

"I think the master is not dead. The battle is in full swing. The heroes and citizens need my healing skills and your vines." Yebi hesitated a little.

"The urgent need of all people on earth is not as good as Harley waiting alone.

If she is not dead, she must be waiting for us to save her.

We cannot let her down, let alone waste any possible opportunities that can help her." Ivy looked firm and could not refute.

At this moment, half of Harley floating quietly in the deep space of the universe.

"I sensed the master's breath. Hey, there seems to be an alien spaceship in front of her?" Jebi looked around the starry sky and suddenly stopped, shocked and suspicious. "There is a strong fluctuation of death coming from there. What are they doing? It seems to be dead?"

"I don't care about the life or death of aliens. What's wrong with Harley? I didn't see anything." Ivy said anxiously.

"The distance is a little far, three hundred kilometers away, just like Thuboman said, she was cut off in half, her breath was faint and almost dead, but"

"Ah!" Ivy exclaimed, and before she could finish her words, she slapped the dog's head hard, "What are you still doing here? Go and save her!"

"Hey, don't be anxious, don't hit me!" Yebi's head buzzed, and the golden dog hair was messy. "Close death does not mean death. I felt that her 'corpse' had a faint soul fluctuation. It's certain that she was pretending to be dead again."

"Pretending to be dead?" Ivy was stunned, "Why did she pretend to be dead?"

"Do you do something bad, the fluctuations of death have subsided, we are now over."

The dog jumped, jumped into the Spirit Prison, ran another step, and jumped into the material world. From the outside, it seemed that its body was teleporting continuously like a "short distance". Every time it appeared, it advanced more than ten kilometers from its previous cosmic position.

After running for dozens of steps in a row, one man and one dog stopped beside a corpse.

"Ah, Harley" only glanced at the half of the corpse, and Ivy's eyes were wet, and she screamed worriedly and sadly.

Jebizhe turned around and looked around. He didn't see any alien spacecraft, and there were not even fragments or corpses. The darkness and void were empty, like a washed glass window.

"Yebi, YEbi!"

The bang bang sound came from the head again. Yebi didn't look back and directly sent a voice with his spirit and complained: "So what's wrong? Can you speak well and don't hit me in the head?"

Ivy didn't care about the dog's emotions at all, and just expressed her concerns excitedly. "I called Harley several times, without any reaction, and her mental fluctuations were zero. She was really pretending to be dead?"

"If you can't even cheat, how can you fool the 'big guy' she wants to cheat?" Jebi stretched out his claws and gently patted Harley on the face.

The corpse covered with ice was cold, like a lifeless stone.

"What big guy?" Ivy said in confusion.

"For ordinary people, she can just rush and beat them. The existence that can make her appear at such a cost is definitely a powerful boss."

Speaking of this, Yebi suddenly became alert, took a step back, and hid himself in Lingbo Prison with Ivy.

"What are you doing?" Ivy was furious.

"Master Harley is still pretending to be dead, which means that the 'big boss' she is waiting for hasn't come yet. If the big boss sees us, we will be in danger." Jebi said cautiously.

"Bang bang bang!" Ivy hit its head a few more times, and said in a stern tone: "Go back and bring Harley's body back to Earth immediately.

Whether there is or not, it is too dangerous for Harley to leave half of the body there.

And you also said that an alien spacecraft disappeared from this star field before, and it was suspected that Harley was killed by how he saw it? You and I saw it, is the "Big Boss" blind?

If the 'big boss' still chooses to attack Harley after seeing it, wouldn't she be even more dangerous?"

"Well, it makes sense." Yebi tilted his head and thought for a while, and said in surprise: "Ivy, you were stupid before, but you suddenly became smart today!"

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"Bang bang bang!" Ivy patted its head with her hand, "Hurry up, this is just the upper body, we still have to find the lower body and both arms."

At 10 a.m. the next day, the sun rose as usual, and as usual, spreading warmth and light on this city that was different from the past.

A high platform was built at the end of the Metropolitan National Mall, with 25 coffins covered with national flags placed on the platform, and five giants, together with several of the most famous superheroes, stood in line behind the coffin.

Next to them, there was a symphony of symphony in military uniforms and playing a sorrowful music. The low and sad music floated gently over the square.

Below are silent citizens and reporters, densely packed with people, and even on the road outside the square, many people came.

They held small national flags in their hands, either wearing American flags, or holding large photos of the Galaxy Admiral, tearing apart the heroes of the death of Man and other battles.

There are many people, but they are silent. The President's speech on the podium can hear every tiny breath clearly.

"Yesterday was the worst day in the history of the United States and the worst day in the history of the earth. The Day of Destruction came to the earth, came to the United States, broke into the metropolis, causing half a city, hundreds of buildings to be damaged, hundreds of injured and dead citizens, and 25 heroes were sacrificed, including Harley Quinn, the greatest hero of the universe, and the greatest hero of the metropolis to tear Mann."

After hearing this sentence, many people in the audience wanted to complain and protest, such as Louise, a famous reporter who was sitting in a wheelchair, wrapped in bandages, and only half of his eyes were exposed.

But the atmosphere was solemn and heavy at this time, and the audience was in a low mood and depressed manner. They were not in the mood or energy to care about the bad speech of Mr. President.

He pronounced the names of 25 sacrificed heroes one by one, and he raised his voice a little, trying to make his tone and expression excited.

"But yesterday will be the greatest day in American history and human history. Faced with the brutal alien monsters, we in the United States did not retreat.

Our citizens, policemen, soldiers and superheroes, each perform their duties and unite, showing fearless courage, tenacious will, and determination to defend freedom and life.

The Americans fought an epic battle that shocked the universe.

When we faced the enemy yesterday, we did not cry, and we repaid it with blood and fire; today we should not cry at the entrance of the Palace of Heroes."

The President tilted his head emotionally and "quietly" wiped his wet eyes with his cuffs.

"Please send the dead heroes and citizens on their last journey with songs of praise and loud horns!"

In the VIP seat below, Jimmy Olsen whispered to Louise on the side: "I have received the exact news that yesterday, the "Milican Governor's Governor" led by Captain Atom and the "Freedom Fighter" led by Uncle Sam appeared on the battlefield very late because the government asked them to transfer military and political officials and celebrities to safe areas first, and to give priority to protecting the White House and the Pentagon."

Louise's one-eyed look was unconscious and untouched.

"Clark is just missing. Many citizens who lost contact yesterday were found this morning. Maybe you will receive news from him this afternoon." Jimmy comforted.

Louise's eyes fluctuated slightly, and her eyes turned to the coffin in the middle. Her Clark was not missing, and he would never send her a message again.

If Harley Quinn were alive, she could still pass a few words through her and tell him in heaven that he would not be able to see his heroic spirit on Paradise Hill, but now she is dead.

Just as Louise was in a daze, the President had finished his speech and replaced the next guest, Lex Luther.

"Why did he get up?" A low commotion immediately came from the mourning crowd below.

"He also participated in the battle yesterday. Although he played very shortly, he at least fought hard and was more qualified to speak on stage than those politicians."

Luther also noticed the reaction of the citizens, frowned and said, "At this moment, I am not standing here to deliver a speech that inspires the people.

I won't talk big on such occasions."

The President, who just stepped down, had a little dark face. This is mocking him and saying that he was talking big.

"We are here to pay homage to the heroes. Of course they are great heroes, but they are even more of my friends.

Especially Halle, she and I are like-minded friends, and our friendship can be traced back ten years ago, and the deep friendship between us made me have to come here to send her for the last journey.”

"Is the relationship between the Galaxy and Luther so good?" The citizens whispered, and their eyes began to become different when they looked at the big bald man.

Both the Galaxy Admiral and the Tearman have been sacrificed, so who will be their successor and the second "Galaxy Admiral"?

Luther was very satisfied with the eyes of everyone and continued: "According to tradition, everyone's funerals have his closest friends coming out to tell his story and evaluate his life.

Today, on the day of Halle's funeral, I will take on this responsibility, no one will object, right?"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" Harley's coffin board could no longer be suppressed, and there were sounds.
Chapter completed!