Chapter 875: The story of the Destruction Legion
"You are observing her, Luther."
Brignac walked to Luther's side and stood side by side with him. There was only a tall transparent pipe in the dark hall. Papetua was completely immersed in the colorless liquid, and from time to time there were faint bubbles from her. The feet rose, and she seemed to be asleep.
It's just like a person immersed in a dream, she sometimes opens her eyes slightly, and the extinguishing flames in those eyes are as hot as the sun.
"Yes, observe destruction, and then learn. I need this kind of motivation." Luther answered without looking back. Although this alien robot is good as an ally, he doesn't understand human thinking.
Sometimes greed is the driving force for human progress. On this point, Senistor should know better than other aliens.
"I suggest you don't do this anymore." Blagnac's electronically synthesized sound echoed in the room: "Your primitive biological photosensitive organs will be burned by this force."
"Eyes." Luther turned and left: "If you are willing to learn human language, you will find that many things have simpler expressions, more direct solutions, and more...loving The statement."
Brignac simulated a smile, which seemed a bit sarcasm: "The human race has nothing to be praised. On the contrary, according to my survey over dozens of earth years, I found that the collective power of humanity will It is inversely proportional as the number of people increases."
Luther sneered. His steps took a step further, and the high-tech corridors restricted his footsteps very close:
"That's because ordinary people always find it difficult to understand the idea of a genius like me. They will use all means to prevent smart people from being prominent and want you to be like them. This is collective consciousness. Simply put, it is human. Always on the path of self-destruction, and I don’t plan to go that path."
"So you should cooperate with advanced intelligent lifeforms like me, we are the hope of the future of the universe." Blagnac said calmly, and he gave up the simulated smile: "In the words of the earth, it is to drag the'legs back'. All kicked away."
Luther smiled, and he patted Blagnac on the shoulder: "Don't get overwhelmed, if one day I find that you are not so smart, you will know how noble human beings are..."
"Well, this is a human joke, right? The contradiction is very low-level." Blagnac smiled at the right time: "You know that I will always represent a high-level intelligence that humans cannot reach, a high-level life form that humans cannot surpass. , Even in your entire community, you and Batman have values worthy of my approval."
Luther shook his head. He turned and walked towards a door in the corridor. Inside the door was an enhanced copy of the final machine: "Batman's threat is always there, but his opponent is not us. The sad clown will haunt him. , Even if he dies, this entanglement will last forever."
"Our satellite saw Batman heading to the metropolis. It's very interesting. Kryptonians and Martians need to rely on Earthlings when they can't help it. Isn't this joke better?"
Luther himself lay down on the final machine and put a headband connected to many wires and instruments on his bald head:
"If you want to learn cold jokes, you should go to the death knell. He is the best person on this planet. Now we only need to wait in secret for Papetua to wake up, and then we can continue our next plan, regardless of the Justice League. What are they doing, they can't find it here."
Blagnac walked to the machine and plugged himself into the system with a wire in the back of his head. There were many Blagnac clones around and began to perform various operations: "You still think that the death knell of the parallel world is not a threat. He broke your plan more than once."
"He caught the traitor manta ray, wounded Senisto and Gruder, and maybe killed the Joker just now, but if you think about it, is my plan really damaged? I can't stop the small movements in my eyes. Do you know why?"
"Because they are smoke bombs." Blagnac replied immediately: "They are enemies of the Justice League. Every move will attract their attention. Your personal plan is still going on normally."
Luther lay on the machine with a very peaceful expression and folded his hands on his chest: "I only need to know that in the future I will have no fundamental conflicts of interest. When Genesis arrives, if you don't want to be buried in the old age, just watch Is he smart enough?"
"Then before, you sent Cisse to take the risk to help the Laughing Bat and use Hecate's remaining power to make holes in the world protection magic? You opened the death knell, which is not the same as what you said before. Consistent."
"Oh, you're not very smart now." Luther gave a mocking smile: "If we don't separate him from Batman, how can the Justice League give us a chance? The deal with the Laughing Bat is fair and dark. The Order of the Knights has brought the future species of'it kind' to the multiverse, a powerful and cruel whetstone. We just have to wait for the arrival of the'sixth day' instead of maintaining every day before."
"Do you think that God exists? God? I don't think so. The so-called God is just a stronger existence."
Luther did not answer, discussing theology with artificial intelligence?
A large number of strange data and symbols flowed through Blagnac's eyes, and he launched a virtual reality to realize Luther's memory. This human being has some intelligence that he wants to share with him.
About the vision of the future, and the power to realize this vision.
The surrounding environment became icy and snowy. A figure dressed in animal skins was struggling in the waist-deep snow, the exhaled moisture condensed into frost, condensing all his beard and hair together.
"A Homo sapiens, a race of people living in Europe after the extinction of the Neanderthals, knows how to use tools, and the most important thing is to use fire. Fire is regarded as the beginning of human civilization."
Blagnac said quietly, he didn't understand why Luther showed him this.
"That's right, this is a savage." Luther and the aliens were floating in the air, watching everything from the perspective of onlookers: "But after many, many years, he gave himself a name. It's called Wanda Savage."
The wind and snow continued, but both people in the sky could see where the savage was going.
There was a deep pit in the snow in front of him. The pit was exuding terrifying heat. Perhaps the fall of a meteorite attracted Wang Da, who was a primitive man at the time. He wanted to see the incomprehensible heaven. What is the thing.
"A golden fragment, it looks like some kind of metal." Blagnac analyzed.
"Keep watching." Luther nodded.
Savage finally walked to the crater, but his legs and feet were so cold that he rolled down the bottom of the crater.
The high temperature melted the frost on his body, and he crawled away from the red lava area, but his eyes were fixed on the object in the pit that emits strong light.
The gold is so dazzling, so bright, and it seems to contain what he craves.
He waited anxiously, waiting for the lava to cool down, and worried that other humans or beasts would fight for it. Winter is a difficult season to hunt, and he is already very weak.
However, until the heat gradually dissipated, there was no second moving thing in the white field of vision.
Wanda boldly stabbed the golden object with a stone knife, and found it harmless and grabbed it with his hand.
And in the next instant, golden energy poured into his body like a torrent.
They transformed him and made him a more advanced creature.
Have stronger physique, stronger intelligence, and endless life.
Originally, his black eyes were dyed gold, and he felt his own change. He seemed to realize what had happened in an instant. He laughed wildly in the ice and snow. He understood that the difficulties of survival in the past could no longer hold him back.
"Well, this is how Wonder Savage’s family history is. This is not the first comet fragment Wanda found. A meteorite has changed him before. He just wants more. Obviously, this The two pieces are bigger and better."
Luther sneered, and the picture in front of him froze. He looked at Wang Da's face and said lightly to his allies.
Blagnac raised a hand and pulled it into the distance, carefully observing the interaction between metal and humans.
"It's very interesting. This may be a fragment of the wall of origin. It should be a specially processed n-metal. This explains why he is so fascinated by various meteorites and n-metals."
"The time when this fragment fell on the earth is 44000 BC, but it does not mean that it also came from that era. At present, we know that the energy of Papetua can help people or things travel through time and space, and live forever, just like It is the same in Star Man's body."
Luther pointed to the fragment and continued:
"So I believe it comes from the future, our future, that Genesis Weili can be used for me, using Sennagang technology to recast the future of the metal origin wall, at least then, the door is a simple passage, not the sticky of today Flyboard..."
"Sticky flyboard?"
Luther smiled: "Ah, I almost forgot, Cruise doesn't have such annoying things as flies."
"I know the fly, I know that human beings hate this kind of creatures~www.NovelMTL.com~ I wish they were genocide. But you just talked that there was a way to do this, but no one did it." Alien People say that, the tone and expression do not have human disgust.
"Superman is as annoying as a fly, but I won't kill him. Did you know? Sometimes humans need flies. They form a part of our lives, and the energy cycle requires scavengers."
Luther answered casually and patted the non-existent dust on his anti-Superman armor.
"A fragile cycle and balance, but we will change it if your plan goes well." Blagnac looked down calmly.
Luther hugged his arms and floated in the air: "Yes, the flies, bats, and ooze monsters are all here, and our big players have also been dragged to Gotham. The Justice League will definitely take that step, I am sure."
"Very well, ally, don't forget our agreement, let us continue now."
Blagnac calmly approved Luther's words, because his calculations were the same.
The two bald heads looked at each other and smiled, and the scene before them flowed again.
