Steppenwolf's pupils slowly widened.
He could not believe that something like this would happen at the very last moment.
He reached out to pick up the Mother Box, but a pulling force suddenly came from above.
The Mother Box and the ground instantly moved away from him and became blurred.
"No!"
"No!"
Steppenwolf roared, but it was useless.
He was instantly teleported away by the Boom Tube.
On the ground, the Mother Box buzzed and trembled.
A pair of hands reached down and picked it up.
Alex!
A red cape fluttered behind him.
The one fighting Vera just now had not been his real body, but a duplicate.
After Vera blasted him into the building, Alex had taken the opportunity to use Self-Replication, letting a duplicate appear in everyone's sight.
His real body had hidden itself as an information lifeform.
Only just now had he found the chance to use Heat Vision to cut off one of Steppenwolf's arms and make the Mother Box fall to the ground.
Now that he had obtained the Mother Box, Alex shot into the sky and disappeared beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye.
The duplicate that had been fighting Vera also flickered and vanished into the air.
With that, the battle came to an end.
Lines of information appeared on Vera's retina.
["Because your opponent has left, this conflict has no winner or loser and is judged as a draw."]
Vera's face darkened.
She flew to the place where Steppenwolf had disappeared and saw an arm lying on the ground.
"What the hell happened?"
———
[Inside Bruce Wayne's Estate]
In a large hall, several sets of chairs and tea tables were arranged around the room.
An oil painting hung on the wall at the front, depicting a battle between angels and demons.
Under the bright lights, Victor projected several beams of light.
They outlined scenes from around the battlefield.
These were models built from surveillance footage around the streets and even satellite images.
After combining and reconstructing them, he had recreated the events.
Through this scene, Bruce and the others could clearly see that Steppenwolf had already been about to leave through the Boom Tube.
At that moment, two golden beams sliced across his arm and cut off the hand holding the Mother Box.
The severed arm and the Mother Box fell to the ground together.
Steppenwolf tried to retrieve them, but the Boom Tube forcibly pulled him away.
Then a figure appeared beside the Mother Box.
The person picked it up and flew into the sky.
The model froze at that point.
Victor spread his hands apart, enlarging the image so everyone present could clearly see the figure.
Red cape, Black battle suit, Golden hair, Blue eyes. The Conqueror.
Vera lightly struck the table, making Alfred the butler's eyebrow twitch.
Vera said through gritted teeth, "How did this guy do it? I was clearly fighting him at the time. How did he still manage to swoop in and take the prize?"
"An illusion? Or some kind of clone ability?", Barry Allen suggested.
Alfred walked over and poured a cup of black tea for everyone.
"Thank you, Alfred."
Bruce nodded slightly, took a sip, and said, "Regardless of how the Conqueror did it, our Mother Box is now in his hands."
"And the other two Mother Boxes are with Steppenwolf," Victor said as he dismissed the projection and leaned forward with both hands on the table, "We need a plan."
Arthur crossed his arms, "But the Mother Box falling into the Conqueror's hands is still better than it falling into Steppenwolf's."
"Otherwise we'd just have to wait for the three Mother Boxes to unite, and then all of us would be cleansed."
Vera kept a stern expression, "If I were you, I wouldn't be so optimistic."
Without warning, she put her long legs up on the table.
Her rough sitting posture made Alfred shake his head repeatedly.
Vera continued, "I know that Conqueror very well. He's the same kind of person as me."
"If I were him and had just obtained the Mother Box, there would only be two choices."
"Either work with Apokolips, or simply use that Mother Box as an entry ticket and ask to join them."
"Or go find Steppenwolf and take the other two Mother Boxes as well."
"You've all seen how strong the Conqueror is. With the Mother Box as an entry ticket, Darkseid probably wouldn't reject someone like him."
"At that point, Apokolips would gather all three Mother Boxes and carry out the Unity, cleansing this planet," Vera paused.
"As for the second choice, even if the Conqueror doesn't join Apokolips and instead fights Steppenwolf to the death."
"But everyone, neither side is made up of good people."
"No matter who wins in the end, they'll get all three Mother Boxes."
"For us, that's not good news either."
Setting down his teacup, Bruce gave a bitter smile, "Miss Vera is right."
"I've faced the Conqueror more than once."
"He's not a hero with a sense of justice like Superman."
"With one punch, he destroyed most of Metropolis and caused countless deaths in an instant."
"He also attacked the White House and caused massive destruction."
"If he gets all three Mother Boxes, then our enemy will simply change from Steppenwolf to the Conqueror."
Barry Allen looked around the room, "That sounds really bad. We need to do something."
"Yeah, what can we do?"
"If we're going to take back the Mother Boxes, we first need to know where they are."
"And whether it's Steppenwolf or the Conqueror, we don't seem to know where either of them is."
Victor nodded.
"We don't know where they are, but I can find the Mother Boxes."
"The Mother Boxes created me."
"Because of that, there's some kind of invisible connection between us."
Vera lowered her legs, stood up, and said, "Then what are we waiting for?"
Victor replied, "It will take time, ma'am."
"Also, I have one request."
"Steppenwolf is mine!"
"I'll kill him myself!"
Vera glanced at him, "Although I don't think you can kill Steppenwolf, whatever."
"Do whatever you want. Just find the Mother Boxes as soon as possible."
Bruce stood up, "Then I'll go prepare a plane for us."
"Unfortunately, that jet can no longer be used."
"Luckily, I still have a private aircraft," He smiled slightly.
"Excuse me," Barry Allen's stomach suddenly growled.
His face turned red as he said to the butler, "Sorry, Alfred. I was wondering if there might be pizza somewhere in this house?"
Alfred smiled, "We don't have pizza, but I can have some delivered."
"You've all had a tiring day. I'll prepare dinner."
Arthur folded his arms and looked at the Flash.
"No way. At a time like this, you can still eat?"
Barry Allen shrugged, "I run very fast, but that burns a lot of energy, so my stomach has basically become a black hole."
Arthur burst out laughing.
"So you're not just a curious kid, you're a big eater too."
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