I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 1394 Spirit of Existence
metropolis.

The headquarters of the Lex Group, in a safe fortress 30 meters underground.

Luther was wearing a white coat, buried his head in front of the laboratory table, and while operating a mechanical arm seriously, he said: "Computer, don't call me 'Luther', our relationship is far from that close.

As before, you'd better call me 'Mr. Luthor'. "

On the desk a few steps away from the experimental table, on the screen of the mobile phone placed on the stand, there appeared a head portrait of a man with glasses, an intelligence expert for a super villain - a computer scientist.

"We've always called you Luther." The calculator said.

"That's the problem, the familiarity you bastards show with me, it annoys me."

"You don't think you should be familiar with us, you want to get close to superheroes?" asked the calculator.

"No, compared to hypocritical superheroes, you are more familiar to me, but the familiarity you show is not from me, but from that bastard." Luthor gritted his teeth.

The calculators suddenly realized that he was talking about the little Luther, and they all passed on the "respect and love" for the little Luther to the current big Luther.

But Big Luthor would rather not have "love and respect" than endure the suspicion of being used as a substitute for Little Luthor.

He hesitated and said: "Actually, the experience of the secret society can be regarded as the brightest moment of 'Luthor''s life—"

"What did you say?" Luther suddenly turned his head, glaring and gnashing his teeth.

"Uh, sorry, I mean, that bastard is just your shadow, you don't need to pay too much attention to him." The calculator smirked.

Luther was thinking about the experimental data, and didn't really want to talk to this bastard anymore.

"My cell phone number has been changed, and I'm in the experimental area. You shouldn't be able to find me."

"Hey, although you still call me a 'calculator', many people have started calling me a 'magic operator'." The calculator said triumphantly: "Because I can find everyone's number and break through the firewalls of all smart devices, Yours is no exception."

"What do you want from me?" Luther asked impatiently.

Just as the calculator was about to ask directly, he suddenly remembered Luther's words: Don't bring the deep "friendship" they established with little Luther to him.

"Why don't you go to Paradise Mountain?"

The calculator decided to talk about the daily life first, and slowly lead the topic to the direction he wanted.

"There's a horde of burping superhero undead over there, shall I get blindsided?"

"For you, Noah's Ark is also a good place to go." The calculator said again.

"I am Lex Luthor, and I have the ability to forge my own 'Ark'." Luther said proudly.

"Did you know? Not only superheroes and ordinary people can be resurrected, but our supervillains have also resurrected a large number of people. I saw with my own eyes that Dr. Polaris pulled out the heart of the second-generation Dr. Polaris."

Speaking of this, the calculator said with some resentment in his tone, "The second-generation Polaris doctor just received a task from me, and he is helping me monitor the blue beetle.

Why didn't Maxwell Lauder kill that stink bug?
Falk, he was originally a top computer expert, and now with the help of the mysterious blue beetle, he almost locked my position several times. "

"When did Dr. Polaris reach the second generation?"

Luthor wasn't interested in blue beetles, but he had worked with Dr. Polaris, in an experiment that required a super-strong magnetic field.

The reward is $30 plus an energy gun.

Dr. Polaris has done a good job, he is very satisfied, and put his name on the white list that can be used, why is it suddenly the second generation?

"The original Dr. Polaris died. When you were away, the current one was John Nicol. Probably we have always called him 'Dr. Polaris', so you didn't realize that this person has changed." Calculator said.

"Is there another three generations? I'm going to do a particle collision experiment next month, and I need a 'Dr. Polaris'." Luthor frowned.

"Next month? Looking at the situation outside, with an army of tens of billions of living corpses and hundreds of black lamp planets, the earth may not have a next month." The calculator sighed.

Sighing, he said to himself again: "As long as the money is in place, I can help you find whoever you want."

"I need the ability of the first Dr. Polaris to manipulate the planet's magnetic field. Ordinary magnetic powers are useless to me." Luther said.

"Don't worry, we don't lack anything in the United States, especially people with supernatural powers. The three generations of Dr. Polaris will return within a month after the end of the Blackest Night." The calculator said.

Luther doubted: "If he has the ability of the first generation of Polaris, why is he not famous now?"

"Alas, these days there are more superheroes, more supervillains, and the competition is too fierce.

It is very difficult to get ahead, even harder than a little fresh meat in Hollywood.

For example, John Nicol, he is very talented, but his experience and strength are not as good as the first generation.

When the generation of Emerson was still there, superpowers of the same type as him were not allowed to rise up at all, and they would kill one when they saw one.

After all, our super villain circle is also a big vanity fair, not for fame or profit, who the hell wants to be a super villain?

Ordinary criminals can at least enjoy a comfortable prison life even if they are locked up in prison, but supervillains risk being forced to play games with Harley the witch. "The calculator sighed with emotion.

"Hmph, I'm not as vulgar as you guys. I've never been interested in fame and fortune." Luthor's face was full of superiority.

"Of course, you are our boss, and your style and temperament are top-notch."

The calculator flattered and praised, and seeing that Luther did not object to the title of "boss", he continued: "Boss, we are in some trouble now, and only you can help us."

"What's the trouble?"

"We need a new shelter." The calculator said bitterly: "Noah's Ark has no place for us villains at all, and we dare not go to Harley Quinn, and we don't even want to be carried on the ark by the Flash.

But Heileng won't let us go just because we are villains.

Those who were killed by us will come back to us for revenge.

Our former companions, knowing the location of our existing shelters, are even more dangerous.

That's why we want to take refuge here with you.

You have the arrogance not to go to Heaven Mountain to be looked down upon, and the determination not to go to Noah's Ark to be embarrassed, just because you are confident and safe.

We also trust in your wisdom. "

Luther sneered and said: "Calculator, let me tell you straight, what you want to get from me is just the corners and corners of my own greatness, but I don't want to meet any of your needs.

Because I don't want to create the illusion that you guys think 'we're in the same boat'. "

The calculator was silent for a while, and said, "Aren't we in the same group? Aren't you a super villain?"

"Hmph, I don't even understand the principle of 'everyone is for himself, throwing stones at the bottom of a well, and giving shit in snow', and he has the nerve to call himself a super villain." Luthor sneered.

On another occasion, he wouldn't mind giving them some favors.

Even if it's just for them, he is willing to call him "boss".

Luther found a rule from the existing information: the resurrected people have had emotional entanglements with the living, otherwise even if they died, they would still lie in the grave.

If he takes in those supervillains, it's like taking in living corpses with an emotional connection to them.

Once they came to him, those living corpses who were chasing them would definitely come.

"Bang bang bang~~~"

While thinking wildly, there was a fierce collision sound outside the gate of the underground laboratory.

Luther's face changed.

"Dididi~~~" The next moment, the alarm sounded in the laboratory, "The fourth, fifth, and sixth passages have been breached, and a large group of living corpses is about to arrive at the entrance of the laboratory."

The resurrected people have an emotional entanglement with the living. This emotion can be love or hate. The living corpses besieging the Lex Tower are all "Avengers" who hate Luthor.

"Damn, why so fast? No, why did they suddenly break through the outer defense?"

A few drops of sweat appeared on Luthor's bald head, and he typed quickly on the keyboard with both hands, lines of code flickering on the screen.

After a while, he let out a howl like a wolf's howl, "Fuck your old mother, calculator, you dare to bully me!"

After cursing, he quickly ordered: "Activate the sixth level of security defense."

"It has entered the secondary laboratory mode." The host machine said mechanically.

Luthor heaved a sigh of relief. In the sixth-level security mode, the entire laboratory is covered with an energy shield, which is not weaker than Brania's "world barrier".

Half an hour later, the "beep beep" alarm sounded again, "The energy is lower than 10%, and the sixth-level defense is about to be broken."

"Fack!" Luthor cursed, took off his white coat, and jumped into the "Luthor Mecha" that was already full of weapons.

"Boom!!" A few minutes later, the door of the laboratory was knocked open, and living corpses with black light rings swarmed in.

"Son, you will finally be punished, hahahaha!"

The one who bears the brunt is the old Luther who has been dead for many years.

"BOOOM!" Luther put on a stiff face, and fired an energy cannon, which exploded the old man's head.

Then, the mecha led him soaring into the sky, went straight into the open window on the ceiling, and left the laboratory directly.

But living corpses can also fly, and they chased after him relentlessly.

Luther hesitated for a moment, but still didn't run towards the superhero.

He can't afford to lose that face.

If his life is in danger, even if he is saved by Superman, he can bear it.But even if he is hunted down by a living corpse right now, he still has a way out: the satellite of Lingbo Prison.

If it really fails, he can escape to Limbo Prison. Inside the satellite, there is a small shelter.

"Luther?" A black light flashed, and Connor, a super kid in a black leather jacket, flew over, "Why did you come out?"

"It's everyone's responsibility to protect the earth." Luthor said solemnly while killing the living corpses.

Connor believed his nonsense, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "You know what? Superman and Supergirl are dead.

I was supposed to deal with Black Death, Supergirl took my place, and I couldn't even handle Zod, thanks to Ion Shark and Blue Lantern. "

"Superman won't die easily." Luther pursed his lips and said with a gloomy expression.

Superboy was depressed and hoped to get comfort from his "father", but Luther didn't care about his mood at all, only caring about Superman's life and death.

"I hope so." Connor sighed, and invited: "Only the Color Lantern Corps can completely kill the Black Lantern zombies. If you want to protect the earth, you might as well deal with the meteorites falling from outer space with us."

After thinking about it, Luther agreed.

Now he is not going to seek the help of superheroes, but as a leader, leading superheroes to resist the invasion. At least he and Superman's cheap son Connor, will definitely accept his leadership.

Just as he was cleaning up the meteorite, an orange light ring flew over and slipped on his finger without any explanation.

"Intelligent life has been locked, Lex Luthor from Earth, your desires are hard to fill, you belong to the Orange Lantern Corps."

At this time, Seaside City.

"Don't the lantern rings have 'eyes'?"

Seeing "Diana of Love", Halle complained again.

When she met "The Flash of Hope", she complained for the first time.

Oliver of mercy, she complained for the second time.

The scarecrow of fear is in line with her cognition.

The ensuing Mela of anger and Diana of love made her even more inexplicable.

"What's wrong with Zi Lan choosing me? I also have love." Diana was very dissatisfied with her startled performance.

Ha Li said: "Everyone has love, but not everyone who has love should be chosen by the Purple Lantern Ring. After all, the Purple Lantern Army is essentially a 'Women Army'. catharsis everywhere.

Could it be that you can't get enough of love, are you a resentful woman? "

Carol, the leader of the Purple Lantern, said angrily, "Harry, what do you mean?"

"Harry, you don't understand Purple Lantern at all. The love of Purple Lantern is not something you can't get, but full of love. The love for your lover goes beyond yourself." Diana said seriously.

Harry shrugged, and turned to Mela, who had long blood red hair, blood red battle armor, and bleeding from the corner of her mouth, "You're not at home with the kids, why are you running here to get involved?"

Mela had just given birth to her second child not long ago.

"I was originally in the sea and didn't want to go ashore, but Deng Jie found it by myself." Mei La said.

"Are you angry? There must be a reason for the red light to pick you." Harry asked.

Mela thought for a while, and said: "I saw Superman beat my husband continuously at the seaside, beating him like a stake, and he was screaming. I was very angry, and then the ring of lights flew over. .”

Harry was speechless.

"Whoosh~~~" An orange figure roared across the sky and landed in front of them.

It's Luthor wrapped in an orange mech.

"Well, you Luther, it turns out that you stole my orange light ring." Harry gritted his teeth.

"Lex Luthor, give me back my lantern ring!" Raflitz was more excited than her, and rushed over directly.

Luthor had a dull expression, and an orange flame burned in his eyes, "It's mine, it's mine, it's all mine."

The corners of his mouth were drooling, the orange light in his eyes became brighter and wilder, and finally he howled and rushed towards Laflitz, "The power of orange light belongs to me, and it belongs to me alone."

"Give me back the ring." Raflitz was not to be outdone.

The two quickly wrestled together, completely forgetting the grand plan of the unity of the seven lamps and the crisis of the Black Death Emperor.

"Luthor is completely controlled by the greed of the orange light?" Harry was startled, puzzled, "With Luthor's will and mental strength, it's not possible that he can't even suppress an orange light ring, right?"

"That's not an ordinary lamp ring." Ganser frowned and said, "The lamp ring split from the lamp owner shares the same emotional energy with the lamp owner.

But Raflitz is even more special, he is not only the user of the orange lantern, but also the host of the orange lantern beast. "

After a pause, he explained to everyone: "The name of the orange lantern beast is "Yumang", and it can be regarded as a free parallax monster.

Parallax monsters exert fear on the entire civilized planet to extract the source of fear.

Yumang also coerces the entire civilized planet with power, asking the planet's residents to offer it all treasures, mainly gold, silver and jewelry.It doesn't like blood sacrifices. Humans offer babies to it and let them devour them, but it doesn't eat them either.

Every time the wealth of a planet is drained, it will go to the next planet, and then it will meet Raflitz, a person who is more greedy than it, not only failed to devour the treasure, but was devoured as an energy source.

Luthor, who got the same lamp ring as Laflize, looked like a parallax demon at this time.

Even Kyle Renner is affected by parallax monsters, and it is normal for Luthor to be controlled by greed. "

"Fools, hurry up and get the seven lamps in one!" Harry flew to the side of the wrestling two people, punched Luther flying with a left uppercut, and kicked Laflize's heart with a heart-warming kick.

The two regained a little bit of consciousness.

Then, she took a few steps forward, and smashed the black lamp shield with a head hammer,
"Seven lamps in one, bright white light!"

Hal Jordan immediately shot a beam of green light, aiming at the mouth of the black lamp furnace.

The effect of "buzzing buzzing" is really strong. The white light is more than ten times stronger than before. The three-meter-high black lamp stove is like a pressure cooker under the feet of a strong man.

The pressure cooker is very strong, and it was kicked by the big man and made a loud clang.

The Black Death Emperor only glanced sideways, without doing anything to stop him, and his smile became even more sarcastic.

"Why is this happening? What is the material of the Heideng lamp stove, and why is it so strong?" The lamp owners were shocked.

It was replaced by their own central energy battery, which would have been broken into slag by now.

The black lamp resisted the attack of the white light, but it didn't even break a hole, or even deflate.

Too strong.

Ganther also looked dull, "It shouldn't be, we have done exactly as predicted, and"

"Idiots, you know nothing about the truth of the Blackest Night!"

The Black Death Emperor laughed, and the sickle in his hand drew 15 arcs of light in mid-air.

"Chi Chi Chi" among the 16 Green Lantern Guardians suspended in mid-air, 15 of them were cut bloody by the scythe.

Under the traction of the power of death, they were like 15 ink-stained brush tips, using their own blood as ink, to draw a huge magic circle around the body of the Black Death Emperor—a black lamp symbol.

The whole process was very fast, and Harry wanted to stop it, but was forced back by the Black Death Emperor with his scythe.

The unity of the seven lamps was transferred from the lamp furnace to him, which was also blocked by a layer of black light energy shield.

"come over!"

The Black Death Emperor stretched out his hand, lifted the last guardian in his hand, cut his throat, and ripped open his stomach.

"Black Hand." He called out again.

"Your Majesty!" Black hands fell in front of him, kneeling on one knee.

"He is the sacrificial offering."

The Black Death Emperor handed him the little blue man in his hand, and continued to block the harassment of Harley and the Seven Lanterns.

When the black hand cut open the little blue man's body, seven kinds of radiance, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, shot out from the abdomen.

Each color light contains majestic emotional energy, even tens of thousands of times more than the lamp owner.

It seems that the little blue man's belly is not filled with internal organs, but seven emotional energy pools.

Harry's pupils constricted, "Isn't this the emotional energy collected by the black lamp corpse? It's all stored in this little blue man's organ?"

The black hand laughed and took out the glistening internal organs and placed them in the center of the "Black Lantern Circle".

Sacrificial array, start!
"BOOOOM!" The earth exploded, endless white light erupted from the ground, and the whole world was completely white.

The aura of the white light is very similar to the white light of the seven lamps, but it is more vast and sacred.

"Ahh~~~~" The Lord of the Seven Lamps was bathed in white light, holding his head and screaming pitifully.

"Ahhh~~~~" All the living people howled in white light.

"Ahh—what the hell is this?"

Harley couldn't help but want to yell too, she did yell twice, and then her Internal Defense Specialty was activated, so she stopped yelling.

But she didn't cry, the billions of people on earth in the "Noah's Ark" in her stomach, seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, they all hugged their heads and howled.

"Spirit of existence, you have finally come out." The Black Death Emperor laughed wildly, swung his sickle, and rushed towards the center of the white light, "Die, all life is coming to an end at this moment!"

(End of this chapter)