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Chapter 565 Honeybee Martin (Please subscribe and read further, and recommend with monthly tickets!)

"You don't belong to my hive?"

Martin was awakened by this sentence. He opened his eyes and heard a buzzing sound coming from behind him.

As soon as he turned his head, he felt that his body was very different from that of a human, the first thing being that something had appeared on the top of his head.

The object above can be detected by a slight movement, and specific information can be gleaned from these smells.

"I think I have grown antennae on my head, which is one of the characteristics of animals."

"I've grown a few more pairs of hands, but my body size has shrunk considerably. My legs are still relatively normal, but it seems like I have some extra organs inside my stomach."

"As for the buzzing sound behind me, it should be something like wings, fluttering unconsciously."

Martin had transformed into countless non-human races. Ignoring the voice echoing in his mind, he quickly assessed his physical condition and confirmed his identity based on the black and yellow stripes on his skin.

"Looks like I've turned into a bee today. Hmm, this identity is quite interesting."

"Who exactly are you? How dare you be so arrogant and act so recklessly on my territory?"

Martin frowned as he heard the voice in his mind, sensing the limitations imposed on him from two sides.

Firstly, there's the voice echoing in his mind, a voice that, while conveying safety through historical spirit, also influences his physical actions.

Furthermore, the pheromones permeating the air are constantly present in his body, trying to control him.

Martin was familiar with these influences; they were two common methods used by intelligent beings in insect-like societies to control their subordinates.

"I am Martin, the Martin from the Justice League."

Martin did not stop the voice in his mind from continuing to contact him, even though he could have done so.

"This is impossible! What's going on? Why did you come into my hive?"

Martin nodded in surprise upon hearing the woman-like voice in his mind.

"It seems my previous prediction was correct. You must be Sazara of Kolank."

"You're not so lucky! I actually found you right in your hive. You're in for a lot of trouble now."

"Well, how about surrendering to me? Although I'm ruthless towards enemies on the battlefield, I have great sympathy for the weak who surrender voluntarily. If you surrender to me, it's not impossible for me to spare your life."

Once Martin confirmed the other person's identity, he relaxed and began to communicate with them in a teasing tone while observing his surroundings.

Kolank is not a distinctive country; even in Africa, it is one of those regions that no one pays attention to.

This region was actually built up by white colonists who remained in Africa after World War I, and its history is less than a hundred years old.

Just like after the collapse of Tsarist Russia, the powerful figures in the old army were unwilling to surrender to Soviet Russia, so they went to the outskirts of Tsarist Russia, found a minority group, stirred up ethnic conflicts, and transformed themselves into nobles of another country.

The same applies to Kolank; therefore, this country has absolutely no development potential, and its few industrial achievements are now covered by a thick layer of beeswax, making them completely unrecognizable.

"After all, it's a place where bees live, so you can't expect anything special from it."

Martin muttered a small complaint, and then an angry voice echoed in his mind.

"Even if you're an angry person who can change your identity every day, even if the Justice League recruits a bunch of superhumans, you're all native to Earth and have no idea how vast this universe is..."

Snapped!
Martin snapped his fingers, a flash of red light appeared, and the Mother Box that had always followed him landed in his palm, transforming into a ring that he slipped onto the index finger of his right hand, which was closest to his head.

When the Mother Box appeared, it immediately banished all mental and spiritual forces around Martin, and the furious, cursing voice in his mind vanished without a trace.

"How foolish! No wonder a race capable of new distances and new races ended up on Earth, engaging in these conspiracies and tricks with Savage."

Martin shook his head, his opinion of Sazara, who was controlling Kolank, dropped a little further.

This so-called alien queen is not only no match for the Justice League in one-on-one combat, but she also probably has nothing noteworthy to show for commanding an army.

"If we had known that Sazara was such trash, we could have cut him off and only left a portion of our forces to guard him. The rest of us should have gone straight for Savage's lair and not given that old fox any chance to breathe."

Martin felt a pang of regret for the arrangements he had made the previous night; he shouldn't have been so conservative.

Boom!

Martin did not contact Diana and the others, but a rumbling sound came from the sky, proving that Diana had ordered them to launch an attack.

Although Martin belittles Sazara to the point of being utterly worthless, this queen bee who escaped from outer space to Earth is not truly worthless.

At least the hive she built as an alien bee was indeed special; the beeswax that looked no different from that of ordinary bees remained unharmed even when bombarded by energy beams.

This unknown material is arranged in a honeycomb pattern, capable of absorbing some of the incoming energy, while the rest quickly regenerates after being destroyed.

After being attacked, the hive rapidly expanded, growing upwards in a geometric stacking pattern, turning the entire Kolank into a giant hive, shrouded in hive crystals.

These crystals look just like regular crystals, but they remained unharmed and unscathed from the energy beams.

Seeing this, Martin stroked his chin with his right hand and thought for a while, but finally decided not to cause Diana any trouble.

Even if he went to find Diana now, it would be pointless. In terms of command ability, Diana was no less capable than him, and they both knew the same amount of information.

Martin's hasty search for Diana will only cause problems in command, as those at the front will be confused about who to follow due to the presence of two authorities.

"I'd better go help Ron deal with Sazara!"

The moment Martin obtained the Mother Box, he knew all of Diana's plans. Her orders had to go through the Justice League's network, and naturally, there was a backup in the Mother Box as well.

"Tsk tsk, this Sazara really doesn't know what's good for her. I really wanted to let her go. It's just a pity that the words she used to describe me are more applicable to herself."

Martin wanted to spare Sazara's life, but in reality, it was to expand his political offensive. He wanted to gain more support against Apokolips by having a real alien queen, and to weaken America's authority.

From this perspective, a living Savage would be more convincing, but Martin knew very well that he had no chance of capturing Savage alive.

Even if Savage surrendered to Apokolips, even if this immortal being had lived in the shadows for the last few thousand years and lost his heroic spirit, he was still not so easy to deal with. Even if he lost, he had the ability and courage to commit suicide and would never willingly fall into the hands of the Justice League and be manipulated at will by Martin and his allies.

Martin also had no intention of letting Savage survive the war.

People like Savage are far too dangerous. Once they seize an opportunity, they can make a comeback. Even if they can't reach their previous peak, they can still cause a lot of trouble for the Justice League.

"Alas, they don't appreciate kindness!"

Martin lamented that his kindness was not accepted by Sazara.

The key point is that this alien bee queen is clearly not someone who would rather die than submit; otherwise, she could have died in her own hive world instead of coming to Earth to hide in such a small country and act like a tyrant.

……

"Report: The first round of artillery fire launched by the frontline troops has yielded limited results. Kolank is now completely enveloped in some kind of yellow crystal, the nature of which is unknown, but it is capable of altering the surrounding environment. Headquarters reports that Mr. Martin's Mother Box has suddenly disappeared, suggesting that his new identity has emerged, and the signal is within Kolank."

Diana listened to the latest battle report, remaining calm throughout and not showing any excessive emotion.

"What is the status of the fleet's operations? Have these yellow crystals spread to the waters?"

"According to the fleet's report, affected by the yellow crystals, the seawater in the nearshore waters has turned into something similar to honey. When consumed, it gives a sweet feeling, but once the fleet enters it, it is as if it is trapped in amber. The fleet had to retreat 200 kilometers away in order to avoid this situation."

Diana hadn't expected the ocean to be so severely affected, but after a moment's thought, she gave the order:
"Order the front-line troops to increase artillery fire and continue to draw the enemy's attention. The fleet's offensive can be temporarily suspended, while the offensive of other units remains unchanged."

"Regardless of the material of these yellow crystals, they cannot stop or stop those special operations teams."

Diana was not worried that the yellow crystal would hinder the attack, and was not even in a hurry to solve the problem.

"This is a good thing. As long as these yellow crystals exist, Sazara feels safe and will not manipulate ordinary people to be cannon fodder."

"Of course I'm happy that she's willing to play."

After Diana issued her order, the troops at the front were filled with resentment.

Although she did not criticize any unit, she even thought the situation was quite good.

However, this situation was entirely caused by the enemy; the frontline troops did nothing.

This is a complete disgrace for an army that values ​​honor.

Therefore, the various units increased the frequency of artillery fire and dispatched reconnaissance units to try to figure out what was blocking their way and quickly resolve the problem.

"This is our first battle. If we fail to accomplish anything and are completely led by the nose by the enemy, how will we have the face to apply to headquarters for more important missions in the future?"

All military commanders share this idea: they cannot tolerate failure for themselves and their troops.

"But Diana's orders were to avoid direct contact with the people of Kolank as much as possible to avoid unnecessary casualties, whether on our side or theirs."

"The enemy is right in front of us; there's no reason not to fight. There are many other ways to avoid casualties; there's no need to stay here."

In short, the frontline troops all shared the same idea and began looking for ways to break through the yellow gene.

Meanwhile, Martian Manhunter and his team had flown over the city and noticed the Hive that was enveloping the entire city. They also received a message from Martin.

There were dozens of teams preparing to infiltrate behind enemy lines to carry out missions. Martian Hunter did not command them; he simply led his men to take down Sazara.

"I'll go check the condition of these beehive shells first. You await my orders."

The Martian hunter immediately ordered the aircraft to become ethereal, pass through the spacecraft, and land directly on the hive's outer shell.

Before landing on the honeycomb shell, he transformed his body into a solid form, so that as soon as his feet touched the honeycomb, it was as if he were stepping on super glue, and no matter how hard he pulled, he could not get off.

"These things are indeed very sticky!"

The Martian hunter made a mental assessment of the stickiness of the honey on the honeycomb's outer shell, but didn't think it was anything important.

These problems could be solved in other ways, and even without Martian Manhunter's ability to alter his own physical mass, he could pass through safely.

Boom!
After determining the characteristics of the honey, Martian Manhunter clenched his fist and smashed it directly into the honeycomb shell, but this was only using a basic standard power established by the Justice League after collecting a large amount of information about superhuman bodies.

When the fist struck the shell, the shell was not damaged at all. Instead, the honey secreted by the shell stuck the Martian hunter's fist directly to the shell.

"The ability to decompose energy, super strong impact resistance, and wind with extremely high viscosity and elasticity—the combination of these three elements is indeed a very troublesome defensive line."

Martian Hunter quickly gave his assessment, while simultaneously making his right arm disappear, pulling his hand out and then throwing another punch.

This time he added another standard force, and the outer shell underwent a slight change.

He pulled his hand out again, adding another standard amount of force, and threw a third punch.

Click!

The yellow, crystalline shell shattered instantly, spewing out a large amount of honey like a fountain, directly covering a large area near the breach.

The Martian manhunter blurred his body the moment the outer shell shattered, using his telekinesis to control some of the fragments back onto the aircraft, allowing the logistics support personnel to analyze the situation on-site and upload his observations.

"Strike the outer shell with three standard forces to destroy the yellow crystals. It is recommended that the outer breakthrough operation use kinetic energy ammunition exclusively, and at the same time, a way to decompose this honey should be found."

After uploading his findings, the Martian hunter ordered the people on the plane to follow him.

Boom boom boom...

The aircraft carrying the Mars Hunter team launched air-to-ground missiles, two of which hit the same target simultaneously, blasting open the honeycomb's outer shell. The flames and shockwaves from the explosions evaporated the honey into yellow crystals or pushed the surging slime outwards.

But the moment the missile blasts open the outer shell, a large amount of honey is secreted from inside the shell and begins to fill the gap.

The Martian manhunter and his team jumped directly out of the hatch without any equipment.

(End of this chapter)