The inside of the huge factory was pitch black, with only a faint glimmer of light coming out of the depths. The old-fashioned white chandelier illuminates a circular area of light, the chandelier wiring is exposed, and countless dust flies in the light.

Lex Luthor was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up and black goggles on the lab table.

The Bishop had seen Luthor from afar through the skylight when he landed on top of the exhaust tower outside the factory a few minutes earlier, and although it had been assumed that Lex Luthor might have been behind the scenes, it was still a little strange to see Luthor actually return to Earth. At the beginning, he used the mother box to throw Luthor to a random corner of the universe, and the probability of Luthor surviving was even more exaggerated than winning the lottery, and to be honest, he never thought that Luthor could come back until now.

But Lex Luthor had returned, and was now in his sights. The bishop was intrigued, and he couldn't help but find out what kind of adventure he had experienced.

"Interesting, Lex Luthor, I really let you slip back. But this time, is there any other way for you to slip away? ”

He muttered to himself, and was about to fly down, when someone suddenly pressed his shoulder. The bishop's pupils shrank and he was taken aback. With his current ability, there are not many people who can lurk behind him silently and look at the whole universe. He didn't notice until the man behind him reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, if the other party had bad intentions, wouldn't he have already succeeded?

He paused involuntarily, turned his head, and couldn't help but be relieved when he saw the person who came, and said with a smile: "It's you." ”

It was none other than Brad, the White Lantern Flash, who stopped him. He said lightly: "That guy is weird, don't bother him for the time being." ”

"Lex Luthor?" The bishop raised his eyebrows, "I'm sorry, that was my prey, I accidentally let it go last time." Why don't you give in a little this time? ”

"Stand back." Brad's hand on his shoulder still didn't relax in the slightest, "Now is not the time for you to settle your personal grudges. ”

The bishop glanced at the hand on his shoulder rather displeased, frowned slightly, and said, "You intrigued me when we first met more than ten years ago, but unfortunately I haven't met yet. Why don't we try it here today? ”

Before the words fell, he didn't wait for a response, his upper body had subtly shrunk, his shoulder was pulled out of Breed's palm, and a backhand punch was thrown at Breed's face. Brad didn't expect him to do it, but he reacted quickly, leaned back a little unhurriedly, and raised his hand to catch the back of the bishop's fist.

But as soon as his palm touched the back of the bishop's fist, the other party suddenly disappeared in place, and only a faint golden light dissipated in front of him, and Brad's dynamic vision did not even capture any movement at all—which was also a matter of course, because the bishop was basically teleporting, and there was no process of moving.

The space tore apart from behind Brad in a blink of an instant, and a golden palm slammed through the void, a strong wind blowing through the back of his neck. Brad didn't look back, but he sensed it the moment the wind sounded. The Bishop's punch slammed into it, but it only swung from the white phantom, and Bred avoided it with overspeed, and the effect was no different from the Bishop's teleportation effect.

The two of them flew down from the top of the tower, colliding with each other several times, and the golden light and white shadows staggered down, and in an instant, they both flew out of the dark factory area, moving for miles.

The fusion with the Mother Box has allowed the Bishop to freely control the blast energy, which he has long been able to control freely and manipulate the space after so many years of running-in, and at the same time, he has an almost god-level reflex ability, and so far no opponent has been able to surpass his reaction speed. These abilities have made him a rare opponent to this day.

For the first time, the pace of the battle against Brad was far beyond his reflexes, and he only felt that the opponent's speed seemed to be infinitely improved, as if there was no upper limit, even with the computing power of the mother box, it was completely impossible to keep up. He had output the blast energy to the extreme, and he was almost equivalent to splitting more than a dozen clones at the same time, but he still felt that he was restrained everywhere. It's as if Brad also has an endless number of clones, everywhere, no matter how he explodes, the other party can always catch it with ease.

After fighting thousands of rounds at a speed beyond human comprehension, the Bishop couldn't help but smile with excitement.

Yes, he's happy. This is his most hearty battle since he obtained the power of the mother box. The most optimistic and potential person on the earth of this world is Eric, who has the power of Yamozhuo, and although he still has unlimited room for improvement in the future, even Eric has not been able to bring him such a level of fierce battle so far. Although he was suppressed in the battle with Brad now, he had the first chance to pour out his skills without reservation, which was a happy enough thing in itself.

Two rays of light and shadow swirled and ascended, reaching more than 3,000 meters in the air. The bishop's figure flashed continuously, suddenly appearing in a cloud of golden light, and laughed loudly: "Be careful with this move!" ”

His reminder wasn't really a bluff, his arms stretched out, and countless violent golden whirlwinds unfolded behind him. Brad was sprinting at full speed, and a golden passage suddenly opened in front of him, and the boundless gravitational pull seemed to pull him into the hole like an invisible tentacle. Braid's figure flickered, dragging the white afterimage at a perfect ninety-degree angle and flashing away from the blast channel, only to be followed by another pop vortex in front of him.

Brad continued to change direction in mid-air, and more and more golden swirls opened out in front of him. Countless golden cyclones of different sizes appeared high in the air, and at the same time, it seemed that hundreds of white afterimages flashed between the golden spatial caves, the scene was spectacular, magnificent, gorgeous and shocking.

Seeing that the Burst Passage was still unable to successfully contain Blade's attack, the Bishop let out a loud shout, as if the final blow had erupted. The whirlpool in the sky suddenly swelled at the same time, and the burst energy condensed into a pillar and shot out from the center of the whirlpool, the momentum was like ten thousand arrows in unison, and the golden light covering the sky and the sun shrouded Bred from all directions, like thousands of arrows shooting towards a small white dot in unison!

Seeing that Jin Mang was surrounding, Breed's figure had gradually been swallowed up, but he still had no expression on his face, and he didn't see the slightest panic. He raised his right fist, and the pure brilliance on the white lantern ring flashed, like the brightest star in the galaxy.