Chapter 141 The Holy Lord rules the DC Universe
The Möbius Chair traveled through time and space and brought Metron to the location of the Holy Lord, the secret realm of the forest.
"My ally, I hope you are ready."
Metron appeared in the Golden Tree Hall and floated towards the Holy Lord: "My departure will make the counter-monitors aware of your existence. The war is about to begin... Wait, what are you doing?"
Metron was a very eloquent speaker, and he even persuaded Darkseid to agree to peace talks with New Genesis. He was about to start a long speech, but he found the Holy Lord tinkering with something in front of a cauldron.
"Shh, don't disturb me." The Holy Lord used his original voice, "I am refining a bottle of magic potion that is very important to me."
The Holy Lord changed into a black robe with cloud patterns on the skirt and a dragon pattern on the chest, which he asked the residents of the secret realm to send.
Metron didn't bother him when he heard it. He was very happy to see that his ally was so reliable. In addition, he was also very knowledgeable about the strange world. He used the Mobius chair to record the materials that the Holy Lord put in, the goat's beard, and the horns. Powder, lizard scales, eagle nails...
The Mobius Chair records everything that happened in the past and present, whether it is magic or science, but Metron could not find a record corresponding to the Holy Master's refining of the potion. He began to look forward to the potion being refined. What kind of vision will happen?
After the fire slowly simmered for half an hour, the Holy Master saw that the fire was almost done. He picked up a little magic potion with a wooden spoon and poured it into his mouth. Under Metron's nervous gaze, Qin Su's head grew two dragon horns. A layer of green scales grew on the skin, and the fingers turned into reptile-like claws.
Metron blinked. He scanned the Holy Lord with the Mobius Chair and found that the energy level of the Holy Lord had not increased at all. On the contrary, it had become weaker.
It's impossible. The Holy Lord spent precious time preparing for the battle on a bottle of potion, which means that this potion should be very important to him. It should be that the Mobius Chair lacks comparative data and failed to find out the potential changes of the Holy Lord. .
Metron nodded slightly, yes, it must be like this. He folded his hands to support his chin and leaned forward: "Holy Lord, what is the effect of this potion?"
The Holy Lord stood in front of the mirror, admiring his handsome face: "This is the dragon transformation potion, which can turn people into dragons, but now only the appearance has changed. If I want to be completely reborn, I still need a thunderstorm."< br>
"I want to ask, what kind of power does this potion give you?" Metron walked around to the Holy Lord and asked.
The Holy Master scooped up another spoonful and put it into his mouth: "The effect is to make me feel more comfortable. Get out of the way, my tail is going to grow!"
Before Metron could control the Möbius Chair to dodge, a dragon's tail broke through the Holy Lord's robe, and like a spinning top, the tail threw Metron around in the air several times.
The Holy Lord swung his tail with satisfaction: "The length and thickness are both suitable. I feel more comfortable now."
The dizziness made Metron want to vomit, and what made him collapse even more was that the Holy Master actually wasted so much time just to have a comfortable body for himself.
He said solemnly: "Holy Lord, the Anti-Monitor is coming, you must be prepared, otherwise he will completely destroy you this time."
The Holy Lord dismissed Metron's warning and sat back on the wooden throne: "Then let him come. I have obtained the key to the origin of the world. Let's see who will win this time.
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As for now, I have more important things to do. ”
Metron frowned: "Holy Lord, don't tell me that you have to cook another pot of magic potion."
"No, of course not."
The Holy Lord squeezed the Seed of Life, golden light enveloped him and Metron, and the next second, they appeared over New York.
"I need a palace."
"What?" Metron suspected that he heard wrongly.
"The devil needs a palace grand enough to rule his new kingdom."
The Holy Lord brought the throne out with him, and he used the power of the Chicken Talisman to lift himself up and fly downwards.
The troops stationed in New York discovered the Holy Lord immediately. The troops quickly gathered and sent three fighter jets to investigate.
[The target was found, but the corresponding person was not found in the database. 】
The effect of the dragon transformation potion is gradually fermenting, and the Holy Lord's appearance has completely transformed into an inhuman one. Let alone face recognition, even if Qin Su comes, he probably won't be able to recognize himself now.
The New York police arrived before the army. A Black Hawk helicopter belonging to the New York Police Department flew side by side with the Holy Lord. The police used a loudspeaker to shout to the Holy Lord: "Unknown superhumans are not allowed to fly privately in New York City." Fly, land immediately for inspection!”
The Holy Lord laughed angrily: "Oh, you actually treat me as a creature on the same level as you. You are the ones who should go down, you ants."
The Holy Lord made a gesture of holding hands, and the helicopter's propeller stopped rotating as if it was stuck by something. After the helicopter stopped in place for a while, it began to plummet downwards, turning into a firework exploding on the ground. .
Since 1993, the American people have witnessed the second "Black Hawk Down", and the location was in the capital.
This move of the Holy Lord made the army confirm that he was not a kind person. On the grounds of eliminating the threat, three combat aircraft fired several missiles at the Holy Lord.
The missiles all hit without exception, because the Holy Lord did not dodge at all. However, when the smoke dispersed a little, a spherical protective shield appeared in front of the army.
The Holy Lord, who owns dogs and horses, is fearless of any attack. He uses telekinesis just to protect his clothes and the wooden throne beneath him.
"Don't get my clothes dirty!"
The Holy Lord's eyes ignited with flames, and two beams of light shot out from his eyes, accurately hitting the fighter jet two kilometers away, cutting off its right wing.
The Holy Lord did not blink. He locked his eyes on all the flying objects in the sky. Wherever he looked, there were only the roar of explosions and the screams one after another.
In the blink of an eye, there were no flying objects in the sky except the Holy Lord and Metron. The Holy Lord was very satisfied with this: "The ants should crawl under my feet. Those who dare to look down on me will suffer this fate."
After hearing this, Metron silently lowered his body by another level. He gradually caught up with the Holy Lord's brain circuit. This existence from another world was not incomprehensible.
The army also discovered that the Holy Lord's destination was the White House. After many attempts to intercept it failed, the White House began to organize an emergency evacuation of internal personnel. When the Holy Lord arrived above the White House, only rows of tanks were waiting for him.
The Holy Lord seemed unable to see the presence of the army, and commented on the White House: "The domed building lacks sharpness, is pure white and is too monotonous, and the height of the single floor is too low - it needs major changes."
There was no confrontation, no battle, and without warning, the ground cracked open, and the White House was separated from the surrounding land. As the ground shook and the mountains shook, the tanks were unable to complete even the most basic movements, let alone shooting, and the soldiers quickly abandoned the vehicles. He fled and watched the tank costing tens of millions of dollars fall into the bottomless abyss.
The Holy Lord ignored the fleeing soldiers, just like no one cared about the ants moving on a rainy day. The Holy Lord was not a murderous demon. In fact, if no one came to hinder him, there would be no casualties along the way.
The White House was pulled up to the sky, and part of the loose sand poured down. The president's head was covered with a layer of soil. Looking at the White House rising into the sky, there was anger in his eyes, but more of it was powerlessness and despair. .
"Quick, call Amanda Waller, within ten minutes, I want to see the Justice League of America!"
Under Amanda's organization, the Justice League of America arrived soon, and they headed towards the White House in the sky.
[This is the Daily Planet. Half an hour ago, a criminal who looked like a lizard landed in New York and moved the entire White House to the sky. Please see, in front of me is where the White House used to be. Now there is only a bottomless giant pit. 】
Louise is standing outside the cordon, broadcasting live to the world.
[Anyone in New York can see the land in the sky as long as they look up, and there are more buildings rising into the sky. A warm reminder, please do not stay indoors, especially residents of Chinatown, and seek refuge outdoors immediately...]< br>
The sky was covered with an airtight darkness, and amid the lightning and thunder, the humans on the ground saw the face of a demon, and the members of the Justice League of America tied to wooden stakes behind him.
"Humanity."
The Lord's thundering voice echoed throughout New York.
"For five thousand years, you have fought repeatedly, but you have never been able to tell the difference. You have occupied such a rich world but do not know how to use it. Today, I will end the dispute that has lasted for thousands of years. This world needs a master. From now on, you They are all slaves.
I am the Holy Lord, the king who needs your worship. ”
The black air that originally enveloped New York spread to the entire earth at an alarming rate.
Jimmy, who was in charge of filming, was so frightened that he fell to the ground. Louise helped him up: "Jimmy, we have to continue broadcasting."
Jimmy told Louise that all electronic communications, including mobile phone signals, had been interrupted. Now even Louise, who was accustomed to big scenes, couldn't help but look worried.
She prayed in a low voice: "The sun is gone, you must be careful."
...watchtower...
Boom!
The explosion tunnel opened, and the Flash was knocked out of the tunnel, and it took him dozens of laps in the Hall of Justice before he came to a stop. Of course, in the eyes of others, it was only a moment.
"Flash, you are late again." Hal was helpless: "You are the only one missing. Even Batman arrived early this time."
The Flash glanced at Batman who was staring at him, immediately sat down in his seat, and defended: "I went to check the safety of Qin Su's parents. I wasted some time on the way. I was not late on purpose."
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"Okay Flash, we know you didn't mean it." Superman interrupted the Flash.
Only then did the Flash notice that there were not only the League in the hall, but also the Titans and the Justice League Dark. There were also some other heroic teams, including the demonized Raven. The Flash was not sure how bad this incident was. gain a deeper understanding.
Superman looked around: "Ground communications have been cut off. All the heroes who can be notified are here. Let's get started."
A huge projection rose from the center of the conference table, a dark ancient city with Chinese style, surrounded by lightning and thunder, and strange creatures flying around the building.
"An hour ago, this was the White House we knew. Now it has become like this. It is obvious that the Holy Lord has "decorated" it a little. This must have its own special purpose. We need to be more careful. …”
Halfway through Superman's words, The Flash noticed something strange. He waved at the speed of light: "Wait, are we missing someone?
Where is Qin Su? "(End of Chapter)