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Chapter 879 Conspiracy

 "Harley, no" Dachao roared with grief and anger, his eyes about to burst.

"Boom" lost control of its master, and the wormhole passage was forcibly twisted by Doomsday, and finally collapsed.

Just as Harley expected, the transmission channel exploded, and shattered space-time fragments were scattered in all directions. The three of them fell into the deep space of the material universe with Xuan'er blowing like their noses in a toilet.

"No" saw a dark red arm floating in front of him. Harley's arm quickly collapsed.

Every cell on the surface of the arm has collapsed, and dark red blood oozes from every pore.

It was originally dark red.

Now that he has lost his owner and fallen into the cold space, a layer of ice crystals quickly freezes, and his skin becomes dark red and lifeless, like a pig's trotter that has been frozen in the refrigerator for three years without bleeding...

But it should have been very beautiful, with hands like catkins and skin like gelatin.

Now it's battered by battle and chopped off at the elbow by monsters

This arm was already so miserable that it was heartbreaking, and the current situation of its owner made Dachao dare not recall or think about it.

"boom!"

The violent torrent crashed into him, interrupting his pain and sorrow.

The day of destruction has come again.

"I want you to die!" Da Chao roared angrily and turned into red light, heading straight towards the gray light that bounced away.

Outer space is not Doomsday's home field. Its performance is still strong, but its movements seem awkward.

It can't fly, although it can levitate in the air like a Kryptonian.

It can only jump straight forward, jump into a state of sub-light speed flight, and jump into a micro-wormhole channel that flies at super-light speed.

Against people like Harley and Diana whose strength is far inferior to it, a simple jumping charge like Doomsday can also cause huge damage.

But superhuman strength, speed and defense, even if slightly weaker than it, are roughly on the same order of magnitude.

His space combat skills are not as good as Superman's, which is a huge disadvantage.

The two of them went back and forth, and they were evenly matched.

About five minutes later, a few characters flashed again in the monster's scarlet eyes.

It no longer had a meaningless fight with Da Chao, squatted down, jumped forward, directly entered super-light speed, and disappeared into this universe.

Dachao was stunned, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately chased after him

As Superman turned into red light and disappeared into the deep space of the universe, the cold and dark space fell into absolute silence again.

One minute passed, ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, "OOOM!"

Like the roar of a sonic boom, the darkness and tranquility here were suddenly torn apart. A tall and a relatively short figure walked out of the shining white light.

The tall man is about 2.7 meters tall, with brown-gray skin that looks like a cracked rock. His chin, the bottom of his cheeks, and the bottom of his head are all in the same arc. His head is like a jelly magnified thousands of times, and his eyes seem to be boiling.

A lake of magma, with blood-colored marks on its surface densely covered.

It’s the overlord of Apokolips, Darkseid!

And the man in red cloak next to him is his scientific advisor Desaad.

Desaad took out a mother box the size of a pencil case, held it in the palm of his hand, and ordered: "Search for Harley Quinn's body."

The surface of the "buzzing" mother box flashes a red light like a circuit diagram, and the box vibrates slightly, "OOM!"

Another sonic boom channel opened, and the master and servant entered one after another. When they arrived tens of thousands of kilometers away, Harley's dead body was suspended there like a meteorite.

Her eyes were wide open, losing the color of a living person, and were covered with a layer of turbid ice crystals.

I wonder if it was her tears of despair and pain, or the water vapor evaporating from her eyeballs, or both?

But she must have been in pain, despair, unwillingness, and surprise when she died, because these expressions were all solidified on her scarred dark red face, which was also covered by a thin layer of ice crystals.

Both of her arms were broken, and the body was divided into four parts with a knife from the left upper arm across the lower abdomen and right elbow.

"Your Majesty, only this half of the body was found. The rest was lost in the turbulence of time and space. It is too far away from here and exceeds the search range of the Mother Box." Desaad said.

"Hmm." Darkseid put his hands behind his back and brought him to Harley's side with the Frisbee on his feet. He frowned and said, "There is no breath at all."

The tone was a bit doubtful and a bit unbelievable.

Disad said with certainty: "She is dead. The mother box has tested all her vital signs, and there is not even a single intact cell in her body.

There are no mental fluctuations and no soul. I can be 100% sure that this is just a corpse."

Darkseid frowned, noncommittal.

Disad also floated to the side of the corpse, laughing loudly and saying: "Witch Harley, witch Harley, I never thought you would have this day too!

Tsk, tsk, tsk, only one-half of the body is left, and it is still mutilated, so miserable. There is not even a body collector, so bleak.

A lifelong hero, fighting in heaven and on earth, planning the world, ended up with such a desolate and tragic ending, it really makes me feel happy, hahaha!"

"She's not dead." Darkseid said calmly.

"Not dead? How is that possible? I've checked that the mother box will never make mistakes. My medicine is as sophisticated as my poison skills, and it's even more impossible to make mistakes in my judgment." Disad said in surprise.

As he spoke, he opened his palm and sprayed a stream of colorful mist towards Harley's corpse.

Within a short time, her dark red body surface was stained with colorful spots.

But still he didn't move.

Desad breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Your Majesty, you overestimated the Witch Harley so much that you saw her die so easily, which made you feel a little embarrassed for a while."

Somewhat suspicious.

But this was a bit taboo, so he stopped mid-sentence and continued to smile: "As you can see, I used 'Thousand Poisons and Wan Pain Powder' to spread all over her body. Thousands of mixed poisons can cause tens of thousands of the most dangerous forms.

The pain was so intense that no one could hold on.

Even if Witch Harley is deep in the palace and wants to pretend to be dead, she will still jump up and scream in pain after receiving this dose of poison powder like mine."

Then, he showed a flattering look and complimented: "She is finished. She was completely terminated under your carefully arranged plan.

It’s not that she’s not strong enough, nor that she’s not strong enough.

Just because of your uncanny calculations and abyss of wisdom, you can see through her flaw in being restrained by pure physical attacks at a glance.

It's also because your methods are so powerful and your anti-life equation is so powerful that you can even control Kryptonian genetic monsters.

Harley is just the beginning. I estimate that the earth will be filled with blood at this time, and eventually Superman and the Justice League will disappear.

It’s impossible to say that the entire human race on the planet has been wiped out.”

"She was cut into two pieces by the Guardian of the Universe and fell on the Origin Wall, but she still survived." Darkseid said.

"This" Desarde was surprised, "but this is obviously just a corpse."

"It is indeed a corpse, but her soul probably escaped back to Silver City, so it is not considered a complete death. If it weren't for us, after her companions came to find her and spliced ​​the corpse together, God's bastard would most likely help her regain her vitality again."

Darkseid said calmly.

"God" DeSaad suddenly understood, and then said with a strange smile: "But Witch Harley probably didn't expect that the Kryptonian monster did not accidentally fall to the earth at all, it is just a puppet, and you are its soul!"

"All life belongs to Darkseid, Darkseid is everything!" he shouted excitedly.

As he said that, he was going to pull Harley's ponytail, which was hard from the cold.

Darkseid frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Before the Dog God becomes a demon, bring this corpse back to Apokolips. Without the corpse, it will be difficult for her to be resurrected. With the corpse, I can study the secrets of her body.

After discovering the secret, wouldn't it be nice to transform this corpse into a biochemical warrior and use it to deal with the reborn witch Harley?" Desaad said with a sinister smile.

"No, I want the real Witch Harley. A corpse is not worth much." Darkseid said.

"But her soul went to Silver City." Disad said puzzled.

Darkseid's lips curved into a sarcastic and proud smile, "If we move the body to Apokolips, she will definitely notice it and become alert.

Now put the body here and look at me."

"Bah!" His eyes glowed with scarlet fire, and in the center of the flames, characters flashed rapidly.

Just by looking into his eyes, Desaad almost left his body and lost himself.

He quickly turned his head, and while he was frightened, he also suddenly realized, "How clever! Your Majesty left the power of the Anti-Life Equation in her sea of ​​consciousness, and when her soul returns to its place, she will unknowingly become your puppet."

After shouting, he hesitated and said: "With God's love for her, will he help her suppress the power of the anti-life equation?"

"I also want to know whether the Anti-Life Equation exceeds the limit of God." Darkseid sighed, "Even if the power of God exceeds the Anti-Life Equation, Witch Harley's body will become a part of my whole body, and her talent

and secrets, all belong to me."

"Brilliant!" DeSaad gave a thumbs up and praised: "Your Majesty, you are the most treacherous and cunning person in the multiverse. Even the Witch Harley is not worthy of carrying your shoes."

Darkseid's expression was indifferent and he was completely unaffected by the flattery. He walked straight to the opposite side of Harley and grabbed her little head with his big palms.

Just like ordinary people grabbing apples.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and the scorching heat evaporated the ice crystals on her face, revealing dim eyes and a slightly open mouth.

"Buzz", his eyes shot out a beam of red light, which was a mixture of the anti-life equation and the power of Omega.

"Whoosh" Harley shoots a beam of black light from her mouth, pure tears of death. She once obtained a level 0 jar of tears of death from the remains of the first generation Aquaman. Later, in order to test whether she could absorb the characters of life, she dumped it into the Great Trench;

After returning from the Genesis Star, she went to the Great Trench every day to practice leveling, extracting new tears of death from the venom of sea monsters.

At level 90, she was supposed to activate her ninth specialty, but things were too urgent and she didn't have time yet.

At this time, she "poured" out the tears of death filled with level 0 jars again.

It was like a tiny poisonous dragon, piercing Darkseid's forehead.

Darkseid had no time to dodge, and the black light had already penetrated his forehead, entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and entangled his soul.

"Ouch!" He was like a donkey whose dick was suddenly cut off with a blunt knife. Darkseid held his head and let out a hysterical howl.

His rock body quickly became insubstantial, and the surface of his body rippled and twisted like water waves, as if he was being pulled into another world.

"Chi chi chi" the tears of death were just the beginning. Harley was like a smoke bomb with the bolt unplugged. Rich golden mist spewed from her mouth and spread for several kilometers in an instant.

Darkseid's rocky skin is like steel topped with thin hydrochloric acid, reacting slowly.

Desaad was like an iron nail thrown into a beaker of concentrated sulfuric acid. His clothes melted instantly, and his skin and flesh were like a candle burned by fire, melting visibly to the naked eye.

"Ah ah ah, this is a trap!" he howled miserably, "Mother Box, take us away!"

"OOOM!" The two new gods disappeared, leaving only a corpse suspended in the void, and the golden mist whizzed back into Harley's mouth and nose.

The void was quiet and dark, and the corpse was quickly covered with a layer of ice crystals, waiting for the next corpse picker to appear.


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