With a click, the button was pressed, and Darkseid waited for the relief that would come when he was also swallowed by the void.
There was no movement at all. The battlefield was eerily quiet. The only sound left was the sound of the Vulcan Sword falling to the ground, which was blocked by Omega's stance. It was so clear and sweet.
"I say! Farewell!"
Darkseid maintained his protection and pressed the button again.
"Click."
No more, except for the sound of metal colliding, nothing happened.
"Kakakaka"
He frowned and began to press the button wildly. However, the mother box seemed to have malfunctioned. Not to mention detonating any bombs, even the box was about to burst.
Barry returned to Deathstroke with the electric light. Unable to break through the dark tyrant's Omega stance, Barry could only come back to ask what was going on.
"Slade?"
"Ah, I had a plan." Su Ming calmly hooked Xiao Shen's neck, took out a cigarette and lit it with admiring Darkseid's confused eyes: "Do you think I punched Hal through the center of the earth?
Is it just for fun? Think about it, what would happen if a White Lantern crashed through the Black Lantern?"
Little Flash slapped his thigh and suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "The black light and the white light are the same level of energy with opposite properties. If Hal crashes through the black light main furnace, the thing will definitely be scrapped."
It's like the neutralization of acids and bases, like the neutralization of positive and negative particles, like the neutralization of the speed force and the stasis force.
As a scientist, Barry can come up with a lot of real-life examples in chemistry and physics. We now exist in the real dimension, so we must abide by the rules of reality.
That's balance.
"I dare not say whether it is scrapped or not, but at least the detonation device is broken. I have a black light ring, which is an improved version of 'Death'. I can sense where the main lamp furnace is with a little mental power.
"
Su Ming blew out a puff of smoke, looked at Darkseid in the distance, and took out his lantern ring loudspeaker and shouted:
"Uncle Da! Who gave you the courage to use a black lantern to play games with me, an all-lantern man? Liang Jingru?!"
No matter how good the Dark Tyrant was at cultivating his Qi, he seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. He threw away the garbage mother box in his hand and shouted angrily:
"Shut up! Are you laughing at me?!"
"If you think so, then so be it." Deathstroke flicked the cigarette ashes aside and moved his chin: "Are there any new ways to play? If not, it's my turn."
"There is no way you can compete with my Omega force field. The real me has risen. I am different today. Your mortal methods cannot hurt me!"
Darkseid increased his energy output, which was a special energy with an Omega effect mixed with the light of a black lamp. It was completely different from the scorching heat of the past. It was a bone-chilling chill that made people feel cold.
His body glowed brightly, and he instantly knocked away the four Sinestros who were besieging him. He also became huge again, as if he was preparing for a decisive battle.
Anyone who comes close to the force field around him will be trapped in a situation where space and time are suspended, unable to advance at all. Even if Sinestro uses a parallax monster to clear the way, it will still be difficult to break through.
"It turns out that blocking the planet still has this purpose. Even if we detonate the bomb and kill them all, is there still a 'cage duel' gameplay?"
Su Ming let go of Flash's neck, handed the trumpet to Strangler, smiled and clapped slowly and said:
"As expected of Darkseid, your plan is far more consistent than Perpetua's, but guess what? I also expected that you would have another plan after your plan failed, so I also prepared one for you.
A tough enough opponent.”
Speaking of which, Darkseid also has a psychological weakness, which is extreme self-confidence.
In the comic stories of his previous life, Su Ming noticed that Darkseid always followed a certain procedure when attacking the earth.
First, throw out his stupid son or one of his subordinates, lead a partial army to attract the attention of the Justice League, and then take the opportunity to make them fall into a trap. Next, Uncle Da himself made a dark plan and launched an army to play a frontal battlefield.
You have to press the positive couplet everywhere, which makes you look so awesome.
However, as long as Batman is around, any traps and plots are doomed to fail, so every story involving Darkseid can be fast-forwarded directly to where Darcy ends up personally, and then is defeated by Superman, Wonder Woman and others, or
Find off-field help to defeat.
This is not just once or twice, but always.
The more Darkseid wants to outwit Batman in strategy, and the more he wants to outsmart the entire Zhenglian in terms of combat power, the more he will formulate such a plan, commonly known as the head iron.
He has never been weaker than anyone in his life. He doesn't want to, nor does he bother to change his style. He just wants to convince the Justice League to lose.
In the past, Su Ming showed himself to Darkseid as a conspirator, and the most impressive thing was his various plans. So if Darkseid wants to deal with him, he must first conduct a conspiracy contest.
He wanted to leave his enemies speechless, with no way to go, and to feel the coming of Omega, the end of all things.
Unable to resist, unable to refute, speechless, just so desperate, because the dark side is equal to Darkseid, and Darkseid is always there.
And this is what Deathstroke expected. This is the effect that the analysis of intelligence can produce. At the same time, he can see through another layer of traps hidden under the words and deeds of the other party at this time.
"An opponent? Hahahaha! Who can be called my opponent?!" The black light tyrant's face twitched, and his rotten gums fell off: "I said, I am the embodiment of anti-life, who can
Kill the embodiment of a concept?!"
Seeing that he was still going to act, Su Ming stopped being annoyed and raised his trumpet again:
"Clark! Come and help!"
"Superman? Haha, his soul is still in my death realm and cannot be liberated! He can't come to help you!"
The dark tyrant first listened carefully, and then shook his head slightly, as if he didn't believe that Superman could do anything to him.
However, right before his eyes, a red and blue light broke through the Omega force field outside the planet, and landed so lightly next to Deathstroke.
The arriving Superman smiled and shook his shawl hair, and bumped elbows with Deathstroke: "Here comes my friend. When I saw myself appearing in the story, I guessed that you need help. A superhero like me,
Always responsive!”
Yes, his name is Clark, but actually his name is Superboy-Prime.
No barriers, time, or parallel worlds are a problem to him. He only needs to shout like he is seeking help from Superman on Earth, and he will be there in an instant.
"Thank you, man. You may have seen that our old friend, a Darkseid clone, turned into a black light corpse, and also gave himself a turtle shell with mutant energy, which made it a little difficult for us to start. You
Can you smile and warm his cold and dark heart like the sun radiating heat?"
When it comes to breaking through various barriers or energy and conceptual barriers, Superboy is an expert in this field.
The long-haired Clark's head turned quickly, his eyes scanned every corner, and he asked in a low voice: "Are the camera crew still there? Are you planning to film a series for me? Well, I watched the documentary last time, and there were so many
At that time, only my back was photographed.”
"But you also have the S logo on your cloak, as well as your iconic long hair, and your smile is so sunny. After it is broadcast on Channel 52, there should be no problem in being recognized." Deathstroke also lowered his voice and replied,
It's as if there really is an invisible photographer: "No matter what you do, you have to do it step by step, especially whitewashing. You can't rush it."
"That's true, ahem!" Superboy suddenly became serious. He flew into the air, looked at the dark tyrant with a serious face and shouted: "Darkseid! Stop it! As long as I, the Supreme Superboy, are here, just
You will not be allowed to destroy the world! Even the world of those disgusting little blue people! Wait, you shouldn’t say that, cut the previous sentence.”
He turned his head and made a scissors gesture towards someone unknown.