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The Mother Box, according to legend, is a high-tech device created by the New Gods of the New Creation Star using the mysterious X element.

However, this thing is a kind of black box technology. Even the new gods cannot understand the working principle of this mysterious prop. They can only make and use these mysterious props based on experience.

Despite this, the Mother Box can open the sonic channel anytime and anywhere, and the ability to rearrange molecular matter after the Trinity provides great convenience for the New Gods to conquer the universe.

As for abilities such as knowledge projection and machine control, they are not worth mentioning in front of these two core abilities.

Seeing the mother box he was looking for right in front of him, Ian did not feel relaxed because he still had to figure out how to deal with this troublesome thing.

He turned to Superman and said: "Clark, go and watch outside. We won't be able to hide the fact that we found Victor for long, and those who are watching us will catch up soon."

Superman nodded. He knew the madness of the Illuminati. Vandal and the others were simply crazy for the Mother Box. They would pounce on any relevant clues like wolves.

After Clark left, Ian put his hand on the smooth surface of the mother box without using any power. Unsurprisingly, the machine did not respond.

Then he looked up at Cyborg and said: "Victor, although my next question may make you uncomfortable. But I still want to ask, is there anything wrong after you and the Mother Box are connected? ? No matter how small or subtle it is, it doesn’t matter.”

From a much-anticipated rugby star to a cyborg who can only hide in a ten-square-meter rental house, this is the biggest pain in Victor's heart.

His first reaction when he heard Ian's question was rejection and resistance, and he wanted to drive this impolite person out directly.

But the cold logic brought by the machine prevented him from being impulsive. Instead, he asked: "Can this machine you call the 'Mother Box' really be able to summon alien armies to the earth?"

"I swear that every word that comes out of my mouth is true, without any falsehood."

Ian was surprised. He thought Victor would get angry if he was poked in a painful spot.He was already prepared to give earnest advice, but Victor's somewhat cold reaction was beyond his expectation.

Could it be that his emotions were affected by the machine?
Victor didn't pay attention or didn't care about Ian's reaction. He said: "When I first became like this ghost, I always had an urge to vent myself. At first, I thought it was because of my feelings for Unexpected dissatisfaction, I later discovered that it was the influence exerted by the mother box on me.

I didn't know what this meant at the time, but out of caution, I blocked the mother box's system and hid it.If what you are telling the truth, then the impact of the Mother Box on me is to send signals to deep space to help Apokolips locate the position of the earth. "

"Fortunately you held on, otherwise we would have faced the entire Apokolips now!"

Ian thought of the anti-life equation. This thing that Darkseid dreamed of seemed to be hiding on the earth, and the other party was not aware of it yet.

His interest in Earth was only because Brainiac encountered Waterloo on this primitive planet, so he only let one of his legions come to test it out.

If the message from the Mother Box is sent back, the Dark Lord will be eager to lead his generals and armies to turn the earth upside down.

Victor doesn't know the inside story and can't relate to Ian's concerns.

Ian didn't explain too much. He raised his hand and showed the Five Spirit Lock, drawing the power of the golden spirit to adhere to the surface of the mother box, forming a golden shell with alchemical runes engraved on it, creating a micro space that was completely connected to the outside world. isolation.

After that, he added metal spirit, mechanical stone, and magic seals to the outside of the shell to ensure safety.

After doing all this, Ian put away the mother box and waved to Victor: "Come with me, this place is no longer safe! Those who are also chasing you will not be as polite as me. .”

"What else can they do?" Victor laughed at himself: "Looking at me now, is it possible that they will cut me into pieces?"

Ian nodded: "If necessary, the person chasing you will do so without hesitation."

Victor's mouth opened slightly, but he didn't know how to answer such words. He is basically a god on the earth's network. He can do anything. He has also seen a lot of dark things, but seeing and experiencing are two different things.
There is no difference between him now and the football-playing Victor Stone he once was.

Deep down, he feels close to superheroes like Ian and hopes to follow them away. After all, cyborgs are not that weird compared to these people flying around in the sky.

But at the moment when he was about to agree, Victor thought of his father again.

"You don't need to worry about the safety of Dr. Silas, we will arrange people to protect them." Ian saw through Victor's mind and gave him assurance.

Victor said harshly: "I don't care whether the man who abandoned his family lives or dies. He turned me into a human being and a ghost. He deserves whatever fate he deserves."

"You said yes!"

Ian didn't care about other people's family problems. Victor answered yes, and he took the people out of the rental house.

The moment they walked out of the door, they heard rumbling sounds coming from outside the building.

Ian's ears twitched and he said, "Superman is already fighting with someone. Victor, how are your weapon modules prepared?"

"I have never tried it, but there is absolutely no problem." Victor raised his right hand, and with a clicking sound, the steel deformed to form a sonic cannon.

Ian mobilized the power of the Metal Spirit, a series of data streams flashed in his eyes, and he said, "This weapon is not bad."

"Not bad?" Ian always has a quality that can make him relax. In front of him, Victor's machine qualities have weakened a bit.

He said: "According to my father's description, this sonic cannon is one of the most powerful weapons in the army. Is it just okay to you?"

"What do you think?" Ian said as he walked out: "The enemies I have to deal with are all at the level of Superman. The sonic cannon in your hand can still work, so it's really good."

They left the residential building, and the streets outside were in chaos. Everyone on the street was running away, vehicles were swarming, and screams of terror became the background music.

Superman's red figure shuttles in the sky. His opponent is a purple creature, a red robot with a whirlwind on its lower body.

"It's the parasitic demon again. How many of these things did Lex Luthor make?"

Ian recognized the identity of the purple creature the moment he saw it. Ordinary parasitic demons have no intelligence, only the instinct to absorb energy, and this is what is pestering Clark.

"The other one is the Red Cyclone. I remember it was created by Dr. Moreau of the Star Laboratory."

Ian rubbed his chin and thought: "It seems that the relationship between Luther and Star Laboratory has not been severed, and he can still get such a thing."

Star Laboratory was established in the last century and has a long history. It has close cooperation with the US government and military. No one knows what is hidden inside.

Dr. Silas was able to directly refuse Bruce's inquiry because of the confidence given to him by the laboratory.

"Hey, Ian, can you help me quickly? These two guys are really difficult to deal with."

Superman punched away the approaching Red Tornado. When he saw the Parasite Demon approaching, he quickly moved away for fear of getting a little bit of it.

What a fierce warrior like him fears most is unreasonable beings like parasitic demons, who are just puddles of mud without any organs.Clark could only hide far away and use heat vision to deal with them. The feeling of being drained of energy and exhausted was not good at all.

"I'm coming!"

Ian is concerned about those people hiding around him. The Parasitic Demon and the Red Tornado came with too much fanfare and were not at all in line with the characteristics of the Illuminati.

Only in those years was he not stupid enough to think that he and Superman could snatch the Mother Box away from him and Superman by force alone.

Of course, it would be a great blessing for Ian if they could be that stupid, but it's a pity that he doesn't have such luck.

"Victor, you and Superman go deal with that red robot. The parasitic demon absorbs energy and has restraint properties on machines." Ian pointed out how Cyborg should fight.

Victor opened the nozzle on his back, levitated, and asked curiously: "Why do I have the illusion of a Pokémon battle?"

"If only it were that simple."

Ian didn't explain much. Superman and Victor combined were enough to deal with a Red Tornado robot.

He clenched his fists, covered his whole body with red Phantom Lin armor, and used the power of Happy Superman to fly into the sky. He raised a big fireball with both hands and smashed it at the parasitic demon that rushed towards Superman.

chi chi-

The flames collided with the parasitic demon's mud-like body. Although the opponent tried his best to absorb the energy emitted by the flames, the flames ignited with supernatural energy still evaporated part of his body.

"Superman, go help Victor. This is the first time that kid has used his own abilities to fight against others."

Ian took Superman's place. Superman nodded and immediately flew towards Victor who crashed into the Red Tornado robot to help the child.

"We meet again, Mr. Ian!" Luther's voice came from the mouth of the parasitic demon.

"Lex Luthor!" Ian was tired of this hidden guy and taunted: "You finally abandoned the human body to gain power. I am very happy to see this day."

Luther replied unhappily: "I disappoint you. I am proud of my human identity, so you will never see that day."

"Really?" A mocking smile appeared on Ian's face under the mask: "You are now a street rat that everyone shouts and beats. I thought you were no longer human."

"You damn bastard." Luther, who was behind the parasitic demon, was so angry at Ian's words.

He regarded himself as a genius and always thought highly of himself. As a result, he lost his reputation, property and even personal freedom because of Brainiac.

But Luthor doesn't think this is his fault. In his opinion, if it weren't for Superman, the alien, and Ian, the human being who colluded with the aliens, his plan would have been successful.

"Hand over the mother box immediately." Luther said solemnly: "You don't know what that thing means. Putting it in your hands will only cause more trouble."

"If you want to use the information gap to make me surrender, you are wrong. I know more than you and your supporters."

Ian raised his right hand, and the blue light ring emitted light that complemented the Phantom Armor: "So, if you want the Mother Box, you have to get it yourself. The way is very simple, that is, knock me down."

Luther was not surprised by this result. He controlled the machine thousands of miles away, and the contacts buried in the body of the parasitic demon were activated. Electric current pulsed on the surface of the body of the parasitic demon, and its body expanded several times again.

"How many times have we fought so far?"

The parasitic demon's body began to twist, becoming stronger and more deadly.

"I can't remember it because it makes no sense."

The blue light ring materialized into a long knife.

"Then let us settle this matter, once and for all!" Luther said with high spirits.

Ian sneered: "These words come from the mouth of a person who controls puppets to fight thousands of miles away. How ironic it sounds."

Without waiting for Luther to answer, he threw out the long knife in his hand. When it was in the air, blue light shone, and in an instant, thousands of blue long knives appeared in the surrounding space.

As Ian clenched his fist, all the blades pulled out blue light and pierced directly into the body of the parasitic demon.

The material manifested by the blue lantern energy tool is pure matter. Although the parasitic demon's ability to absorb energy is maximized, it has no choice but to change the shape of its body and try to escape from the blade cluster. flow out.

"Waging an undeclared war is not what a hero would do." Luther yelled at Ian.

Ian immediately retorted: "Idiot, we have been in a fight to the death for a long time. Talk about morality! And when did you, bastard, care about morality?"

While cursing, Ian used the Fire Cloud Technique. Half of the sky was instantly dyed red, and every cloud passing by was his fist.

The parasitic demon that was so prosperous just now instantly turned into a bereaved dog. Even if it could absorb energy, it would definitely be evaporated by the flames and lose part of its body after being hit by Ian's fist.

After a few minutes, the body size of the parasitic demon shrank by more than half, and it descended from the sky to the ground, trying to use the panicked fleeing crowd as a cover to escape.

"This trick won't work on me!"

"Fire Cloud Art!"

Ian stood in the sky, the red supernatural energy burning like a small sun, and then countless bolides fell from the sky.

The fleeing crowd became more panicked, trying to avoid the flames falling from the sky.A few seconds later, they discovered that each of those bolides accurately hit the escaping parasitic demon, and the rest caught the assassins hiding in the shadows.

The crowd that had originally fled in panic stabilized and began to shout "real hero" and "our savior" to Ian who had saved them in the sky.

"Game over!"

In the midst of everyone's attention, Ian fell in front of the baby-sized parasitic demon and said to Luther hiding behind him: "Next time, if you want to get something from me, you'd better come up with something new."

After saying that, he stretched out his flaming foot and stepped on the parasitic demon, burning the last piece of plasticine to ashes.

But the battle is not over yet!

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