Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 594 Explosion (Please subscribe and read further, and recommend with monthly tickets!)

"The choice is whether to surrender or not. There are two outcomes: you, as the commander of Apokolips, will be eliminated or captured by us. The other outcome is that you surrender voluntarily, which I can consider a defection on the battlefield."

Martin stated clearly and simply the path he had arranged for Big Bada, and he had no intention of giving her any other choice.

Big Badah fell silent. She saw Darkseid's shadow in Martin; both were people of their word, and even if they did nothing, they could still give people a feeling of suffocation.

When such people make up their minds, even the world itself must make way for their will, and no one can stand in their way.

However, Darkseid always made the tyrannical decisions, and no one could deviate from his preordained plans. Those who disobeyed would suffer merciless retribution from the Dark Lord.

Martin, on the other hand, seemed a bit more lenient. He excelled at planning a path and had extremely demanding requirements for those who followed it.

If you are unwilling to be his companion, or if you drop out halfway, he won't do anything to you; at most, he'll just abandon you.

But the pressure this ruthlessness puts on Big Badah is no less than Darkseid's domineering nature.

“I know I’m in a desperate situation. But I’m not willing to leave the Apokolips team as a loser.”

Big Badar decided to throw all the Parademons behind her away and ignore their lives, but she couldn't help but want to make one last gamble for her reputation.

"Every man for himself. If you want to protect your reputation, I'll give you a chance."

Martin didn't argue with Big Bada about any grand principles; he simply raised his Hero's Sword and pointed it at her: "Just like the broadcast said, I'll give you a chance to duel, but you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

“I still have control over these Parademons. If I lose, I will kill them myself, and I will leave myself to your disposal without complaint.”

Big Badah pulled out a million-ton short staff, a staff made from the remnants of a compressed star. It not only had a terrifying weight but could also transform.

Once she made up her mind to fight Martin, the short staff automatically transformed into a double-edged battle axe, covered in countless New God runes, granting her various buffs.

"Then let's get started!"

To convince Big Bada, Martin didn't take the initiative to attack. Instead, he held his sword in one hand and adopted a posture of being at her mercy.

Having just suffered a loss at Martin's hands, Big Barda dared not underestimate Martin again. She calmed down and carefully observed the human in front of her, trying to find his weaknesses.

Whether it's a pause in breathing, a small physical movement, or a momentary lapse in concentration, these can all become her best opportunities to attack.

But Martin just stood there, striking a pose that looked good but offered little protection, yet he seemed to blend into the world around him.

Regardless of who attacks him or how, he must consider how to deal with the forces of the world, not just a single human being.

"Is this really something a human being can do?"

After realizing the state Martin was in, Big Badah broke out in a cold sweat.

Can't wait any longer!
As a battle-hardened warrior, Dabada certainly understood the importance of seizing the initiative on the battlefield.

Her inability to understand Martin's maneuvers meant she had already fallen into a disadvantageous position and lost control of the battlefield.

The longer it drags on, the fewer advantages she will have.

Whether it's a person or a mind, curiosity and fear of the unknown are uncontrollable psychological activities. The more she knew how incomprehensible Martin's state was, the more she couldn't help but want to understand it.

If she can see through her opponent's moves, that's fine; but if she can't, it will greatly distract her from the fight.

By then, there will be no need for Big Badar to fight anymore.

Having lost all three factors—favorable timing, advantageous location, and popular support—defeat was inevitable; the only options were surrender or death in battle.

Big Badah is a stubborn person.

If she weren't such a stubborn person, she would have long since submitted to Darkseid's laws and would never have had any desire for freedom.

"watch out!"

Big Bada used a loud voice to strengthen her belief, and with a leap, her body did not swell, but in the blink of an eye she became a giant a hundred meters tall, and the battle axe in her hand also changed according to her size.

Move your feet and the earth will shake!
Shake your shoulders, and a sudden gust of wind arises!
Blow a breath, and the clouds will disperse for three days!
Click!

Big Badah swung her battle axe, the blade flashing as black divine power transformed into a streak of light connecting heaven and earth, crashing directly towards Martin.

“Good technique. Your companion Rashina is far inferior to you.”

Martin neither dodged nor flinched, watching the battle axe come crashing down on him.

Even as his long blue robe was pulled down by the gale, making a loud rustling sound, he still had the energy to comment on what Big Bada had done.

"Enough with the talk, show me your true skills."

Big Badah fought with all her might, even revealing her new god form, just so she could fight Martin with all her might.

Regardless of victory or defeat, she will stick to her ideas and will not waver in the face of difficulties.

"Then come on!"

Martin flicked his finger on the Hero's Sword, the blade trembled slightly, and a crisp sound spread outwards.

Logically, such a sound shouldn't have traveled more than a few meters before dissipating in the gale. But this clear sound didn't meet such a fate; instead, it echoed continuously between heaven and earth, growing stronger and stronger, as if countless musical instruments were playing simultaneously.

Amidst the chaotic sounds, the sword energy that had been wandering between heaven and earth was summoned and rose from the ground.

Before long, a giant sword, similar in size to the battle axe in Big Badah's hand, appeared on the ground, emitting a chilling light that illuminated all directions.

"cut!"

Martin roared and swung his Hero Sword, but his voice came from the sky, like a judgment from the heavens.

Click!

The greatsword and battle axe collided, instantly unleashing a blinding light. It was as if a small sun had risen on the earth, stealing all the light from the battlefield. The Parademons and Alliance forces outside the barrier were all blinded.

After the light was taken away, terrifying energy fluctuations spread out like ocean waves from the point of impact between the sword and axe, washing over everything on the earth. The energy barrier set up by the Justice League trembled and flickered, as if it would shatter completely at any moment.

However, thanks to the hard work of the alliance members, these barriers were ultimately not damaged, and the terrifying energy emanating from the battle between Martin and Big Bada was contained within the barriers.

The Parademons, on the other hand, were in dire straits. The center of the battle was much closer to them, and their carefully designed defenses simply couldn't withstand the impact. Within seconds, one-tenth of the Parademons' energy was swept away, leaving no trace.

"watch out!"

Big Barda was in the center of the battle. Her body, which was a hundred meters tall, was hit by a tremendous impact, but her legs remained firmly planted on the ground. She used her giant axe to withstand the impact and kept hacking at Martin.

Every move she made was filled with divine power. Wherever the battle axe went, everything was swallowed by the dark divine light, and everything that stood in front of the battle axe was broken down into atomic state.

"Since I was old enough to understand, I have been controlled by others, like a puppet on a stage. I neither want to be a slave to Darkseid, nor should I surrender to you!"

As Big Badah spoke more and more wildly, divine power began to spread outward with her insane thoughts, and dark divine light covered everything.

She wasn't thinking about anything else right now, only how to win this duel.

"What childish thoughts of a teenager, thinking that he can fight the whole world by himself."

Martin did not transform into a giant, although he could have done so. Instead, he remained in human form, transforming into a rainbow of light and using the Hero's Sword as a flying sword to pierce the dark divine light emanating from Big Bada.

"You overestimate yourself and underestimate the power of others."

Martin dodged the downward slash of the battle axe, the Hero's Sword spun in his hand, and then flew out as a streak of light. With a clang, the weapon that Apokolips had meticulously crafted for Big Bada had an extra hole.

At the same time, the Hero Sword, trailing a long fiery tail, rose from the earth like a meteor, directly burning through the dark divine light released by Big Bada.

"Putting aside the distant past, if it weren't for the Justice League causing this mess and Darkseid being forced to split his forces, would you still have this excellent opportunity to escape?"

"Those who think they can solve all the world's problems by themselves will eventually be kicked out of the game by everyone and become so-called 'detached individuals'."

Martin launched a barrage of verbal attacks at Big Bada's brain, which hadn't received much philosophical education.

The New Gods may occupy a significant place in the universe, but they lack a complete understanding of the world. The so-called Darkseid conquest of the universe is utterly absurd.

What's the difference between this kind of person and Genghis Khan?
What is considered high technology in Darkseid's hands is nothing more than a more advanced steel blade. Apokolips may look tough, but once it withstands the attack, the Dark Lord's power will vanish.

Of course, it would be pointless to say such things to Big Badah; the warrior's mind was completely focused on how to win the duel, and nothing else mattered.

"It's really boring."

Martin's opinion of Big Badah kept dropping. He thought that this female warrior had no other merits besides being good at fighting, and that even if she surrendered, she could only play a role in the army.

The premise is that she has to change the habits she developed on Apokolips, but is that even possible?
Martin had no expectations for this, so he naturally had no intention of getting entangled with the other party and directly unleashed his ultimate move.

"Heaven descends upon the world, and all swords return to their origin!"

Martin held his sword to the sky, looking like a charlatan performing a ritual, but he was a truly capable charlatan, the real Heavenly Sword.

Thus, the heavens and earth, the wind and clouds, the sun and moon, thunder and lightning, metal, stone, grass and trees, all bowed to the majesty of the Heavenly Sword, yielding their will and transforming into a sword, responding to Martin's call and soaring directly into the sky.

These swords vary in size and length; some cannot even be called swords, merely possessing a shape. Yet, gathered beneath the Heavenly Sword, they unleash their own will, eager to unleash their own brilliance in this opportunity.

Martin stood on the earth, surrounded by countless sword energies swirling and dancing around him, like countless awakened dragons. With just a slight turn, he caused the heavens and earth to turn upside down and all things to tremble.

Holding the Hero's Sword, he seemed to descend from the heavens. The light emanating from countless sword energies around him illuminated a rule belonging to Martin, forcibly determining the operation of certain material rules.

As the sky rises and the earth sets, the sun and moon pierce the sky, and the shapes of all things appear one by one, these are all illusions created by sword energy. They look very similar, but in reality, they have no ability to replace the real thing.

But it's perfectly adequate for intimidating people.

After seeing that her surroundings had completely changed and become a complete world, Big Badah immediately fell silent, and the divine light emanating from her body was suppressed.

"burst!"

Although Martin was the one who created this scene, he had no affection for his work and directly detonated all the sword energy summoned by the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One.

This crude and simplistic approach lacks any beauty of swordsmanship. If those who wield swords were to see it, they would surely exclaim, "What a waste!"

But Martin didn't care about all that. He was at war, not really into ring duels. Of course, he was focused on killing the enemy as best he could, not on aesthetics.

Explosions are beautiful!
"Blow it up!"

With a deafening roar, all the sword energy summoned by the Myriad Swords Returning to One exploded, creating a massive explosion no less than a nuclear bomb. The core temperature instantly engulfed Big Badar and the Parademons.

Martin was also injured by the recoil, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He then transformed into a rainbow of light and rose into the sky, desperately trying to avoid the impact of the explosion.

Even so, he was still a step too slow and was swept into the mushroom cloud. Like being stuffed into a washing machine, he had no control over his body and was rolling around, unable to stabilize himself.

"Mother box activated!"

Martin couldn't withstand the impact with his own strength, so he used the Mother Box to move himself out of the explosion. He rolled several times on the ground before stopping.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The soldiers on the position immediately surrounded him, chattering and trying to find out what was going on with Martin.

"Don't move or touch me. I'm injured, I have several broken bones, it hurts if you touch me."

Martin stopped them from touching him, circulating his inner energy to heal his wounds.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers rushed to find a doctor, while the others automatically took on the role of guards, surrounding him in layers.

They kept a close watch on their surroundings, not allowing anyone to approach.

Meanwhile, no one on the position paid attention to this place; all the troops were focused on maintaining the energy barrier to prevent the aftershocks of the massive explosion inside from escaping.

Fortunately, the sword energy of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One did not radiate; otherwise, an energy barrier would not have been able to withstand such an impact.
Before long, the explosion subsided, and Diana arrived with a doctor and a young man dressed in strange clothes.

(End of this chapter)