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Chapter 593 Choices and Outcomes (Please subscribe and read further, and recommend with monthly tickets!)
"This Scott is really something, he actually ran away to hide in a circus."

Diana had no doubt about Martin’s words, but then expressed her incomprehension of Scott Free’s choice: “If he really hated Darkseid and loathed that way of life, he should have gathered his strength to fight Darkseid. What’s the point of hiding in a circus?”

Does he really think he can hide forever and Darkseid won't bother with him? That's incredibly naive.

Martin also didn't quite understand Scott's decision to simply run away: "Perhaps he suffered too much abuse under Darkseid, and his heart is severely traumatized, which is why he lost the will to resist. After all, not everyone has the heart of a warrior like you."

He also complimented Diana, which brought a subtle smile to the heroine's face.

But she quickly suppressed her smile and focused her energy on her work.

"I wonder when he arrived on Earth? Judging from his actions of hiding his identity, even if he is a new god, he probably won't be of much use in resisting Saddakseid."

"Let's take it one step at a time, deal with this army in front of us first, and then we can talk about other things!"

Martin didn't think that much about it, or rather, he never expected anyone else to help the league solve Darkseid's problems.

"Send someone to shout twice, just like the previous insult exchange, to lure that big Bada out so we can talk to her."

Martin knew that Big Badah was not loyal to Darkseid, but he did not expect to end the war based on the choice of one person.

As a new god, Great Bada might still have the right to choose under Darkseid's laws, but the Parademons are loyal to the rules set by Darkseid, not to Great Bada herself.

If Big Badar is determined to switch sides on the battlefield, will these massive numbers of Parademons still obey her commands?

Although Martin said he wanted to talk to Big Badah, he had already prepared for the worst-case scenario.

However, the situation can't get much worse.

The Parademons army, already surrounded by the Alliance, has no chance of escaping. These weapons, completely subservient to Darkseid's orders, are destined for destruction.

"Since you're going to meet with Big Badah, why don't you write the articles for the verbal battle? That would be more effective."

Diana had no objection to Martin's plan to talk to the other side. After all, the troops needed some rest time, and they were just idling around anyway, so it would be better to try other methods.

"Forget it! I don't expect these Parademons to surrender on their own. There's absolutely no need to write those articles."

Martin carefully considered Diana's suggestion but ultimately refused: "Let the people on the front lines just shout that I want to fight Big Badah one-on-one. If she has any courage, she can step forward."

Diana and the generals of Paradise Island were very familiar with this kind of verbal sparring, after all, in ancient Greece, debate played a very important role in the Paradise Island system, where teaching was based on academic subjects.

Each of them is quite skilled in debate, able to elaborate on a single objective in various ways, and even manage to provoke the enemy.

In contrast, Martin doesn't study fancy debating techniques much; he usually just says what he thinks.

Anyway, not only is he strong enough, but he also has a group of people behind him. No matter how straightforward he is, no one will find fault with him.

"All right!"

Diana nodded, and soon the sound of a broadcast rang out from the front lines.

Neither Martin nor Diana, as the commanders of the army, intended to persuade the Parademons to surrender, so the broadcasts from the front lines were naturally prepared to be concise and clear.

The broadcast went straight to the point, first explaining that all of Apokolips's support had been cut off, and then demanding that the other side surrender immediately and unconditionally, or face the most severe blow.

"If you are unwilling to admit your defeat, in order to reduce unnecessary casualties, we can have a one-on-one duel between the two commanders."

This one-on-one duel was just an excuse Martin gave Big Bada to make it easier for the two of them to meet.

As Martin delivered his address over the radio, he closed his eyes, his senses extending directly to the entire battlefield.

Heaven's will is my will, Heaven's sword is my sword.

Conversely, Martin replaced the will of heaven and earth with his own heart, thus directly controlling the entire battlefield and being able to see everything that happened on it.

From the high sky to the vast earth, every person's actions, every wisp of wind's path, and even the position of every speck of dust were all clearly reflected in his mind.

Although the Parademons' army is vast in number, their tasks are very monotonous. When they come together, they lose their flexibility, and it is not even necessary to look closely to determine what each group is doing.

Although the Justice League forces are resting, the soldiers are proactively reinforcing the front-line positions and preparing for an attack.

"Such arrogance! Do you think you can conquer the world just because you've dealt with Rashina?"

Big Badar's furious voice rose from the Parademons' position, enraged by the Justice League's speech in front of them.

Although she wanted to leave Apokolips, she also had her own pride and would never allow herself to suffer such a humiliating defeat.

Leaving Apokolips was her own business, but sending her Parademons to their doom was her decision.

She could do it willingly, but she couldn't accept being defeated by someone, especially in such a humiliating way.

From this perspective, Big Badah has not escaped everything about Apokolips. Deep down, she still longs to be a controller, to control everything around her and make it develop according to her will.

Although she had the subjective will to get rid of Apokolips, her actions could not escape the shadow of Darkseid.

"Such a fierce aura, it's just a pity that he talks a big game but doesn't do anything particularly impressive in practice."

When Martin roared at Dabada, he sensed the intense fighting spirit emanating from this new god, like the billowing smoke rising from a beacon tower, which could be clearly seen even from a hundred miles away.

"If we want to persuade Big Bada to reconcile with us, why deliberately provoke her? Wouldn't that be redundant?"

Diana could certainly sense Big Bada's actions and understood that Martin didn't write his own speech in order to provoke her in this simple way.

“Apokolips is no good place. Darkseid trains these people only to use them as tools, so naturally he doesn’t teach them any principles of being a human being. Although Big Bada wants to escape from Apokolips, her way of doing things is hard to change in a short time. If we want her to listen to us, we will inevitably have to prove ourselves with strength.”

Martin didn't assume that Big Barda was a completely good person and could be trusted entirely just because she wanted to escape Apokolips.

"It's better to deal with this kind of conflict that's bound to erupt sooner rather than later. They say Apokolips reveres power, so I'll show this captain of the Nemesis team what true power looks like."

Boom!

Rumbling explosions echoed across the previously calm battlefield, but only Big Badah charged towards the Justice League's position, relentlessly attacking the energy barrier. She used no weapons, only armor covering her body. After a running start, she used her body like a battering ram, each impact causing the energy barrier along the front line to flicker, as if the barrier surrounding the entire front line would shatter completely at any moment.

The soldiers at the front immediately sprang into action. They did not target Big Bada, but instead prepared for the Parademon army to take this opportunity to storm the position.

"You come and I come?"

Martin opened his eyes, and the Hero Sword spun around a few times as if playing around before landing in his palm.

The new god, Big Barda, is nothing special. Either Martin or Diana could easily defeat this enemy.

"All my energy is focused on commanding the troops right now, so you should be at the forefront of this battle!"

Diana was so worried about the situation of the troops that she couldn't put her mind at ease, so she had to give up the opportunity to fight Big Badah to Martin.

Martin could tell that Diana was somewhat disappointed about missing the opportunity to duel, and comforted her, "I know you've always been interested in these powerful women, but there are many such powerful individuals in the universe. If you miss this opportunity, there will be another one. Not to mention, Darkseid has mobilized all his forces, and his benevolent grandmother is naturally among them. At that time, you, the goddess, will inevitably have to fight against the leader of the goddesses of the new gods."

“Grandma’s kindness is different from that of Big Bada.”

Diana said this, but hearing Martin's words of comfort still warmed her heart.

When no one was looking, she gave Martin a light kiss on the cheek.

"move!"

Diana gently nudged Martin, urging him to leave quickly: "If you don't show up soon, Big Bada will start a massacre on the front lines. Even if she wants to surrender, we have no reason to accept it."

"I'm leaving."

Martin kissed Diana directly on the lips, then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the tent.

"He's become much bolder."

Diana extended her slender fingers and brushed them across her lips, a smile she couldn't hide spreading across her face.

When she turned around to face her subordinates in the command post, who were bowing their heads like ostriches, she regained that irresistible authority.

"We need to quickly adjust our lines. Although Martin went to persuade the other side to lay down their weapons, we must also be prepared for unexpected situations."

Although Martin and Anna had made intimate gestures towards each other, and everyone in command knew about their relationship, no one was in the mood for jokes under the circumstances, and they immediately threw themselves into their work.

……

Swish!
Martin didn't pull any fancy tricks this time either. He transformed into a rainbow of light, passed through the Justice League's position, and smashed directly into Big Bada, who was charging into the position, like a miniature sun.

With a deafening roar, dazzling light and intense heat rose up, and a powerful shockwave spread outward in a ring, destroying everything in its path.

The previously somewhat crazed Big Bada was sent flying, her armor scorched by the light and heat, losing its gleaming appearance and instead emitting black smoke.

However, Big Badah herself was not injured and quickly regained her balance. Her feet were firmly planted on the ground, as if rooted to the spot. No matter how intense the light and heat were, she could not retreat another step.

"Not bad, they reacted so quickly. It seems that not all of Darkseid's men are useless."

Martin emerged from the flames, praised Big Bada, and then sword shadows appeared behind him, forming a cage to suppress the raging flames.

In the blink of an eye, the energy, which had been restrained like that of a wild beast, was suppressed by the sword shadow and formed a laser beam the thickness of a finger, which shot out directly.

laugh!
The laser shot out in the direction of Martin's finger, cutting an irreparable wound wherever it passed.

Having just escaped the impact of light and heat, Big Badar hastily raised her hands to protect herself. The armor on her arms instantly reached its limit, turning red before being burned through, causing her new god's body to emit a smell like roasted meat.

Martin watched as Big Barda survived the second attack, and then...

"who are you?"

Big Badah's forearm was burned away by the red sword energy laser, leaving no flesh and blood, and the bone was visible, but she did not react at all.

"I am Martin. I don't know if Darkseid mentioned my name before you set off!"

Martin gave a brief self-introduction, and at the same time waved to the sky. Countless sword energies poured down from the sky and the ground, and countless sword shadows intertwined to form a large net that directly covered the entire battlefield.

"Oh it's you."

Big Badah clenched her fists, and the injury on her arm healed quickly. In no time, all the wounds disappeared.

"I never expected that we would meet under these circumstances."

According to her calculations, the Apokolips army should not have fallen to this state; when she met with the Justice League leader, they should have been equals.

This equality was also bestowed by Big Badah, because she did not believe that Earthlings could stop the army of Apokolips.

However, things did not go as she had expected, and the situation suddenly became very unfavorable for her.

“I know your background, so I won’t waste any more words. Now, you only have one choice, but there are two possible outcomes.”

Martin didn't treat Big Bada well until she relinquished her position as commander of Apokolips.

"What choice? What outcome?"

Although it was Big Barda's first time meeting Martin, she had already experienced his prowess firsthand, and her arms were still throbbing slightly.

She immediately realized that the provocation was deliberate, intended to suppress her momentum.

But Big Badah didn't find this behavior offensive; she had grown up in such an environment and was already used to it.

She even felt that Martin was too kind.

If she had been facing a kind grandmother or Darkseid today, she would have absolutely no chance of getting through it without losing half her life.

(End of this chapter)