Chapter 3377

Before the destruction of the fortress, it used to belong to the eternal parliament, that is, the place where the old immortals met. Wanda savage made many modifications to it, such as a unified energy conversion system.

Luther's space-time travel machine uses electricity. He once specially repaired three nuclear power plants to power it, but now the global power is lost, so it needs to be changed slightly to enable it to be driven by magical cosmic energy.

This is a little difficult. For the manufacturer of the equipment, the project also takes at least two minutes.

Lex controlled his body to deform like a Martian, grew many arms, started the elevator with various tools like a living assembly line, and fully experienced the happiness of being an improper person.

The Superman next to him is silently looking at braniac, with an atmosphere of meeting old enemies.

On the battlefield in the past, Superman always had a lot to say to the green robot. There was always a topic to correct his mind, to make him give up collecting the earth, and so on.

But now Luther has become a member of the positive association, but braniac has no intention of changing. He still wants to be a bad guy.

Now when we meet suddenly, Superman doesn't know what to say, and the atmosphere is very embarrassing.

"Don't look into his eyes, Superman, otherwise you will feel that he is less and less like a good man." Luther said an appropriate cold joke like a long eye in the back of his head as he quickly carried out the transformation operation: "he has always been godless. The more he is like a human, the more frightening it is, you understand?"

"You're talking about me." Superman sighed, let go of the unidentified braniac, and looked again at the bald friend and old enemy: "do you still think I'm not human?"

"Oh, my God, you're too sensitive." Luther smiled and shook his head. He dropped several tools in his hands and picked up a towel to wipe his hands: "I can't even tell whether I'm human or not now. How dare I talk to you?"

"There's no need to beat around the bush like this. I know you, and you can speak frankly." Superman regretted this. He could feel that Luther didn't want to say more about this topic, but he was still working hard: "but I always thought I was both Kryptonian and human, which didn't conflict. I hope you can think so, and we can all become better ourselves."

"Don't mention that. After the transformation, we can go to a new multiuniverse. Are you happy?"

The bald head who turned off the topic opened the door of the elevator and made a gesture of inviting in. Suddenly, it seemed like he remembered something and raised his hand to indicate that he wanted to leave for a while.

Then he quickly returned and put on his classic purple green armor. Although he can have good combat effectiveness without anti Superman armor, Luther still put on his equipment just in case.

"I don't have any special emotions. Maybe I'm a little worried, because I always feel that the death knell is not going to do any good to call on the two of us."

"Tut, is this Superman's sixth sense? Hehe, I hate you. You're always full of confidence." Luther laughed. He knocked on the mechanical transmission device inside the elevator. With a whoosh, they turned into light together with the lift car.

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The next second, they pushed open the fence of the elevator and saw the death knell with a large group of people eating hot pot in the open air.

All kinds of ingredients were turned over in the white cream soup, and the empty boxes of quick food hot pot were casually thrown aside, and everyone ate so brightly at the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, come?" Su Ming, sitting on the big stone, raised his hand and greeted them. "It's fast enough. I thought you'd have to be a little later when the time flow rate is different."

"Does time flow?" Luther walked out of the elevator. He deliberately walked in front of Superman with his chin slightly tilted: "interesting, it seems that you have long understood the reason why the earth 0 is powered off."

"Almost, our DC Universe has a feature. Here, electricity is often linked to the concept of time." Su Ming disassembled several bags of convenient hot pot and poured the materials into the huge black pot in front of him: "I think Batman and lightning can deal with those problems. Do you want to eat something? There are frozen tofu, beancurd, bamboo shoots..."

Luther was a genius who knew everything. He sat on another pile of stones and waved his hand and refused:

"These things are still delicious in the red soup, cream pot? I'd better not. Let's get down to business. What are you waiting for? It shouldn't be waiting for me and Superman."

"Worthy of you, doing things is simple." Su Ming put a piece of konjac in his mouth, clapped his hand and stood up: "I fought with Brutus not long ago. He should have told his parents. I'm waiting for his big brother to settle accounts with me."

The bald head was shining brightly in the fire, and Lex's head turned a few times, as if to observe the surrounding environment.

It is an ordinary Canyon terrain. There is a hidden cave not far away. It seems that there is nothing special.

"Have you made any preparations? There are no traps and ambushes here. How do you plan to deal with other people's parents? I remind you that there may be a lot of people coming."

"Aren't you two my preparation?" Su Ming smiled and patted Superman on the shoulder. The feeling of touching steel was poor. "Superman, do you want to eat something? If you don't like hot pot, I still have instant noodles and cans."

Clark has been very silent since he got out of the elevator. Maybe he saw the sea of corpses in the cave shelter through the perspective eye, and he can naturally contact the death knell.

Although he didn't know what happened to those iron cyan skin that looked like Brutus, and where the robot debris came from, he just felt that the means of the death knell was a little too cruel and dark.

But on second thought, the Justice League is a place to seek common ground while reserving differences. Diana and Arthur often kill people. If we can recognize their actions, we should also recognize the death knell. After all, everyone has different means to implement justice.

Besides, those people look like aliens, don't they? After all, how can people on earth have long horns?

Thinking of this, Clark's face turned cloudy and sunny. He showed a sunny smile: "thank you, Slade, but I'm not hungry. You'd better eat."

Then he turned his eyes to the campfire again and greeted everyone present warmly. Even miss sharp, who didn't know at all, didn't skip. He called her "Lady" very politely.

"Let them eat. When you arrive, it's time for me to do some business." Su Ming smiled and shook his head. He slowly floated a foot above the ground: "Ivy, Cindy, Bobo, protect everyone. Superman and Luther, I'll be back soon."

Little Fuchsia's mouth was full of vermicelli. He raised his black claw and made an OK gesture in response.

But everyone around the pot was silent, as if they could do nothing but eat.

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