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"Soon," Mittron, who had been thrown here by the Justice League, sneered to himself, "I'm about to be free!" ”

"I doubt it."

Mitron was taken aback. The storm opened a golden vortex, the blast channel opened a few steps behind him, and a black, thin figure stepped out of the blast channel, the cloak hunting with the raging energy flow.

The bishop's expression was more solemn than before, and his tone was no longer as casual and relaxed. He looked at Mitron for a moment and asked, "When I asked the Mother Box to bring me to you, I was actually looking for your chair, but it's clear that you're not sitting on it right now." ”

"Obviously." Mittron shrugged, "Not long ago the Justice League pulled me off my seat, and Batman sat on it. If you want to know something, you might as well ask him. ”

"Batman sat on the Morbius chair?" The bishop raised an eyebrow.

"That's it." Mitron stretched out his hands, "Look, I can't do anything right now. ”

The Bishop sneered, "But you don't seem to be in a hurry, Mitron. I may not know what you're planning, but surely you think it's all going according to your script, right? Well, then let me tell you, they haven't been like that for a long time. ”

Mitron frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

"War breaks out between Darkseid and the Anti-Spenders, and a god is doomed. A new god will be born. "You know that's going to happen...... Unless there are other people in the shadows who are also waiting for this opportunity, waiting to do something. ”

"Who?"

"That's exactly what I want to get to the bottom of." The bishop said lightly, "So I need your chair, I've heard it knows everything." ”

"Theoretically, yes." Mitron frowned, "But I had already watched the whole event while I was still sitting in my chair, and I saw every detail, every vein, every chess piece in this intricate strife, and not a single chess piece was hidden in a place that my eyes could not see. Unless ......"

"Unless you can't even see the Morbius Chair." The Bishop snorted, "But it wasn't entirely out of my mind. But luckily I have someone to find, maybe he'll know. ”

Earth, battlefield.

When the Anti-Watcher fell to the ground, it was like a multi-ton meteorite falling to the surface. His heavy husk chiseled open the earth's crust, and lava and his strange energy from the antimatter universe surged out of the cracks, devouring everything in the earthly world.

Darkseid stood in front of the Anti-Monitor, who was now in tatters, with multiple leaks of power enough to power an entire city. Darkseid stood in front of the Anti-Watchman like a victor, black afterimages flying around him.

That's his killer weapon, and it's also his trump card that he relies on to win, the Dark Walker.

It looks like he's already won, and it seems like he's thinking so himself. But what he didn't know was that the battered anti-surveillance activists also had a trump card on them.

His gaze suddenly shifted to the group of mortals who had been ignored by the two gods before.

The anti-watcher held out a hand, and his golden eyes were suddenly filled with strange antimatter energy. He said in a low, hoarse voice, "The creature of speed......"

Suddenly, a red-gold afterimage that was moving at overspeed froze froze. In the midst of the chaos of battle, the Flash suddenly stopped, as if forced by an invisible hand to turn around, and looked at the anti-monitor with an expression of disbelief.

"What? What have you done to me? ”

Suddenly, his body disobeyed, and in an instant it turned into an afterimage, dragging a golden electric light, speeding in the direction of the anti-monitor.

The Anti-Watcher stared at the Grim Reaper who circled Darkseid, and said in a low voice, "If you want it to obey my will...... First, I need to capture a creature that can be a host. ”

Darkseid's teeth snapped together with a heavy sound.

At this moment, Darkseid suddenly understood. It's an anti-life equation, an absolute command that all living beings can't disobey, and that's what manipulates the Flash to rush towards the center of the battlefield where the two of them are.

The Darkwalker is death itself, but he has no host right now.

The anti-monitors found a host for it.

The air around the red-gold remnant was cut through by the golden electricity, and the Flash slammed into the black shadow with a violent sound of breaking the air. The moment the two invisible afterimages collided in the air, the electric current, violent sparks, and other invisible things were mixed together, as if they had smashed a can with mixed tastes.

In an instant, time and space seemed to crack open. The Flash turned into several phantoms, fighting and shouting loudly, but to no avail. The unseen force tugged him towards the black figure in the center and finally became one.

The current of the divine speed force was wrapped around the black-gold armor, and he held the fiery scythe in his hand, which was as pure red as I don't know how many billions of creatures had been harvested to be dyed like this. But with his steps, he couldn't restrain the overflowing current, like the sharpest knife cutting through the earth, and the rubble flew in the air.

He's the Darkwalker, he's the Flash, he's a combination of the two.

He spun like a whirlwind, stirring up an electrified tornado in the air.

He stopped beside the Anti-Monitor, suspended in mid-air, the black gold current echoing with the intense antimatter energy.

"I know...... You have a weakness. The Anti-Watchman spoke in a low voice, one hand half-propped on his knee, the energy still leaking from the wounds on his body, "I became like this because I have what you want. ”

Darkseid was silent.

The rain seemed to be more ferocious at this moment, like a year's accumulated rainstorm being released in one go.

The anti-watcher stood up, a richer glow in his fist. The Flash, who fused with Darkwalker, was also in a position, like a sprinter preparing to start.

"I'm permanently bound to that thing in this pathetic body......"

The Anti-Monitor's arms shook, and antimatter energy erupted at full power. In an instant, lightning flashed and thundered, and the heavens and the earth were discolored.

"Anti-life equation, in my blood!"

The Flash moved, and with Death came with him.

He turned into wind, into electricity, into a golden spear, and fused with the pillar of light shot by the counter-monitors.

There are no words to describe such a scene, the earth was torn to pieces in an instant, as if even the magma in the core of the earth could not be pressed, breaking through the shackles of the earth's crust.

Darkseid roared, and it was the last roar of the God of the Apocalypse.

The Flash, who became one with the Darkwalkers, ran through his body. (To be continued.) )