Chapter 545: White Light
The offensive was like a storm, and Luthor was beaten to pieces without any respite. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Brad's extremely terrifying speed and multiple impacts quickly shattered pieces of armor on Luthor's body at an astonishing speed, and in just a few moments, the special metal shards on his body fell to the ground.
The last kick of Mach 10 was kicking Luthor's chest, shattering his breastplate and flying upside down, before Brad finally stopped his movements and stopped in place, his whole body still vibrating like a blurred afterimage, and the blue current was beating incessantly.
By this time, Luthor's armor had been shattered and most of it had been shattered, and even the part of his abdomen that looked like a masterbrain had been torn off, revealing sparkling circuits. And Luthor himself had been beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, and his whole body was bruised.
But it has to be said that both Luthor and Brainiac are really surprisingly tenacious. He still dragged his seriously injured body and staggered to his feet, and after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he actually smiled.
"Awesome...... It's amazing, I'll admit, I was careless just now. β
As Luthor spoke, the armor on his body began to recover at an extremely fast pace. No, not only the armor, but also the various wounds on his body healed automatically, and the swollen part of his face quickly recovered without the slightest trace.
A transparent dark purple shroud recovers his bare head, encapsulating the entire armor. The silvery liquid metal continued to roll around him, like a pet waiting for an opportunity.
In the blink of an eye, he had completely repaired his armor as before, as if he had not been injured at all.
"It's not okay to do devastating damage in one breath before he repairs it." Roy said.
"Ah, I see." Roy said unfazed, "In that case......
He didn't go on, but he did act. It was as if the lamp was lit in an instant, centered on the ring on his finger, and the boundless holy white light suddenly released, staining his entire body and subduing him, illuminating the entire battlefield, and even lighting up the sky like the sun.
The white light enveloped his body like a fighting spirit, burning like a karmic fire. A huge phantom flashed behind him, bringing an indescribable force to sweep across the battlefield.
"No...... No way! Hal exclaimed, "This is...... White light!? β
"What's the situation?" The Flash asked.
Hal explains: "As you know, in addition to the green light, there is a complete spectrum of emotions in the universe, and there are seven colors corresponding to seven emotions, which together are the complete spectrum of emotions. And when the seven kinds of light are combined, they can form white light, which represents the white light of life. Theoretically, there is no creature in the universe that can control the entire spectrum of emotions, and even the use of both at the same time is very rare in the long history of the universe. And those who can control the white light of life have so far...... Not yet. β
He looked directly at Brad and muttered, "This guy ...... Who exactly is it? β
And while others were horrified by his terrifying power, Brad said to himself with a blank face: "This level...... Is it the limit? No, it's dangerous to even maintain this level......"
As he spoke, his eyes focused on Luther.
"But it should be enough to get you."
Luther's face sank.
"Don't be too arrogant, boy!"
Brainiac remained extremely calm and analyzed - for it, there was indeed no superfluous emotion in the program.
"Data analysis structure, extremely powerful speed force energy reaction, life white light energy reaction." Brainiac said in a cold, metallic voice, "Energy attributes, unknown...... Level, Unknown...... Threat level, high threat or above, under evaluation...... Database search, no similarities. β
"You've destroyed countless civilizations, traveled half the universe and collected such a vast amount of knowledge, but now you want to say you've never seen this thing?" β
"Yes." "So far, white lights have only existed in the data, and I've never seen a real white light. This is something new that is well worth absorbing. β
"I can't be as optimistic as you." Luther said, "So even you don't have the stats to deal with this guy?" β
"Don't be nervous, Alexander Luthor." "Although I don't have any data about him, it doesn't mean that he can't win. β
"Really? Then I'm going to update it for you today and correct your arrogance. β
Brad said lightly, with a wrong step, and his figure burst out again, at the same terrifying speed as before.
But this time, Brainiac was prepared. In the moments before the white afterimage was activated, the ground that was riddled with holes, and the houses that still had frame structures, had already been shot out by liquid spikes that were lying in ambush, like a large net woven delicately, blocking Braid's path.
No, at first glance it may seem like an impenetrable blockade, but if you look closely, there are still many holes that can be drilled between the vast web woven in a hurry.
Brad's figure flashed, and he slipped through the gap between several spikes, and the white afterimage rushed left and right, as if his speed had not been affected much at all.
But Brainiac is not an ordinary person, and the core program of his brain may have the most cutting-edge computing power in the entire universe at present, and it has been simulated in the brain long before it starts, drawing up the trajectory of each spike to ensure that the other party will eventually have nowhere to escape as they go deeper.
Brad had already seen through the other party's intentions after taking a few steps forward, but he didn't stop.
Because he has a proud speed, enough to break through the blockade before the opponent's intentions are executed.
But the facts did not turn out as he expected.
A spike of liquid metal stabbed sharply, quickly stabbing at Brad's shoulder. He tried to dodge - he should have been able to dodge easily, but with a strange chill that seemed to hit his veins, he couldn't.
What's going on?
I didn't have time to think about whether the other party was fast or I was slowing down, and the top priority was the spike that was already close to my shoulder. Brad's body shook at speed, turning into a white afterimage, ready to forcibly shock the atom and penetrate it.
As a result, it did not work out.
The spikes pierced his shoulder, which was converging at high speedβyes, not through, but piercing, and blood gushed out with it.
"Huh?" Braid was slightly surprised. (To be continued.) )