While Su Ming was busy setting up the magic circle and realizing his wish to become the Supreme Mage for the second time, some people in the Hall of Justice were meeting to study the current situation.
Of course, it was not a serious meeting, but a group of people sitting in a restaurant, enjoying beef burgers made by the tauren chef and pouring energy drinks into their stomachs.
Except for Ron, the only thing on his menu was chocolate Oreos, and his only drink was hot cocoa.
This poor green Martian has difficulty absorbing nutrients from vegetables. The reason for his green color is probably not chlorophyll.
"Barry, you said you saw those monsters that looked like White Martians in the strange buildings on the seabed the day before yesterday?"
The Flash's diet is much longer than Ron's. Whether it's hot dogs or pizza, cheese or bacon, he only eats high-calorie foods.
While chewing with bulging cheeks, he said vaguely: "Yes, those monsters were kept in glass jars at the time. I thought they were dead, but when we got closer, they suddenly jumped out and attacked us.
.But I don’t think they are that strong, far worse than the White Martians.”
Ron nodded and stuffed a piece of biscuit into his mouth. The legendary standard way of eating, twisting and licking it, didn't apply to him. His throat could expand and deform, if he wanted to.
The biscuits can be thrown directly into the stomach without any hindrance.
"According to the custodians, it was a mix of White Martians and humans. Some people tried to recreate the monster soldiers in the 'Great Legion'... I was not on Earth at the time. Who did you go with? If
That's right, the Speed Force cannot support you staying on the bottom of the sea."
"Well, Diana, Arthur, yes, and Deathstroke." Barry turned to look at Deathstroke, who was leaning on the bar with his arms folded, doing nothing. He strangely still wore a mask: "You don't want to say that?
What jokes do you want to order? Or maybe we can have something to eat together?”
"Sorry, those monsters are too ugly to be used as jokes." The deep voice of the death knell sounded. His icon armor was a set of plate armor, and his chest was a huge promethium metal plate. At this time, he provided
Good vibes: "And thinking about it now makes me lose my appetite."
Barry shrugged and stuffed the burger in his mouth: "Okay, think about it carefully, the process of killing them is indeed a bit too bloody, wait... you didn't kill them."
Ron frowned. He first looked at the Night Sword in Deathstroke's hand, and then turned his attention to Barry.
He was present when Deathstroke used this terrible weapon to cut Barbatos's internal organs earlier, and he temporarily cooperated with Deathstroke and gave Barbatos a critical blow.
And now Barry says that there are mass-produced monsters that don’t have **metal to kill? How is this possible?
"You mean the monster was seriously injured but not dead?"
Barry shrugged, swallowed the food and took a sip of the drink: "Yes, Slade cut them into cubes, sliced them, shredded them, and chopped stuffing. But that just delayed their healing time. When we left there
, those pieces of flesh are still working hard to put them together, trying to piece together a complete form."
Ron has no teeth, otherwise he would really want to chew his teeth like a human being: "So do they have any weaknesses?"
Barry shook his head. He tried to remember, but at that time he was still trapped by the problem of stasis, and he really didn't notice any weaknesses in those monsters.
So he looked at Deathstroke. If there was anyone who could completely collect information about the enemy while fighting, it was definitely not Diana and Arthur who were traveling with him at the time.
But Deathstroke just shook his head at him, saying that he had no clue.
So Barry gave up. If Deathstroke didn't have the answer, then changing to Batman wouldn't make any difference.
Ron thought for a while and issued an order through the psychic network. He ordered the Titan team to recover those monsters and send them to the Hall of Justice for study by the science team.
In the last operation, Sea Storm Garth fell from the spaceship. Even with the protection of hard water magic, he suffered moderate injuries after breaking through the atmosphere and falling on the water. After that, he turned into a fish and suffered psychologically.
Also suffered some injuries.
Donna, Beast Boy and the others were sent to India to deal with the other species that appeared there, but now they have their hands free.
Although the Titans are now reduced to four people, it is enough. Barry provided Ron with some pictures directly from his mind, and he also concluded the strength level of those hybrid monsters.
And the opponent's immortality is not without its benefits. It's difficult to capture him alive completely. You can always bring the minced meat back, right?
Donna, who went to the paradise island with Diana, may have trouble understanding when executing complex commands, but when it comes to simply chopping stuffing, she is no worse than anyone else.
With Raven in that team, how to get deep into the sea is not a difficult problem. The only thing that can hinder the team's performance is probably Beast Boy's convulsive behavior from time to time.
In fact, if given the choice, Ron would rather let Young Justice go to the bottom of the sea. That team is much more stable. Unfortunately, Shaozheng still needs to clean up a large number of other species in Europe, and their mission is still far away.
"I sent Titan to retrieve the samples, and then we will wait for the scientific research results. It is best to know the weaknesses of Papetua's troops before facing her."
Ron and a few others said this, while John just let out a long sigh.
"I hope so, but my ring cannot detect the type of energy in Star Man's body. I am still cautious about Earth's technology being able to study the nature of the enemy."
Eagle Girl immediately objected. She heard the implication of John's words: "No, we can't hand over the samples to the guardians of the Lantern Corps. We can't tell whether they are friends or foes at all. Remember? They have always been
Covering up the existence of Pappetua."
John raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. He knew that Kendra had some disbelief in the world because of the Senagon incident, but not all aliens were malicious.
He unconditionally believed in his fellow lantern troupes. Although the little blue men at the top were sometimes stubborn and unkind, most of the time, their actions were for the sake of the entire universe.
At least that's what he knew.
But strangely, Hal did not agree with him in this regard. Whenever John showed respect for the Guardians, the Green Lantern leader would often show a strange sneer...
"Okay, then Ron, what should we do next? Batman didn't assign us a task."
John changed the topic. He didn't want to argue with the woman about the position of aliens. Things had already happened. Arguing about who was wrong in the past would not help solve the problem.
Ron looked at Star Man, who was devouring his food, and then at Clark. Superman nodded at him, expressing his support for all his decisions.
Martian Manhunter made up his mind to verify something and return to Mars.
"I need to act alone for a while, but I also need to borrow Batman's tank."