Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 599 Hometown and Surprise (Please subscribe and read further, and recommend with monthly tickets!)
"Action! Action!"

Two team members jumped out of the vehicle. The inner screens of their space helmets were already connected to the drone, allowing them to observe the surroundings from a high-altitude perspective.

The Martian hunter was still sitting in the car: "The beasts in the universe are no different from the beasts on Earth. They are driven by the same primitive instincts, and only a very few develop intelligence in the process of living in groups."

“Dealing with these beasts is no different from hunting on Earth; you just need to throw out bait to lure them out.”

Bait!

The two team members had a sudden inspiration and came up with an idea.

This idea certainly doesn't involve using Martian hunters as bait.

They volunteered to deal with the beast attacking the drone precisely because they were worried that Martian hunter's emotions would be affected by things back home.

Now, we won't let Martian hunters take that risk.

They unloaded a drone modeled after a hunting dog from the car, took out several pieces of emergency rations with plenty of beef, and put them into the drone robot dog.

The internal heating function releases the meat flavor from the rations.

"Mmm, it smells delicious!"

The Martian hunter sat in the car and looked down, smelling a delicious aroma. Yes, the two team members gave him a thumbs up: "It tastes good, comparable to the beef we just had. It'll be enough to lure that hiding guy away."

"We also have to worry that the meat flavor is too strong, which may backfire."

"What are you thinking? There might not even be any creatures similar to cows in space. How could a space beast that wandered to Mars possibly discover the problem?"

"Go ahead and do it without worry, nothing will happen."

Martian hunter leaned against the car door and made an affirmative gesture.

The two team members then released the robot dog, raised their guns, and did not go too far from the vehicle.

The Justice League is developing a single-soldier combat weapon for space warfare, with an effective range of up to one kilometer.

The spacesuit carries a detector that works in collaboration with artificial intelligence to ensure that within this range, everyone can be a sharpshooter, hitting their target with a success rate of over 90%.

Moreover, there were two drones hovering overhead, which could also serve as relay signal stations to guide the attack.

"That guy is pretty patient."

Two team members operated the machine, which had already approached the robot dog, locked it to its back, and prepared to retrieve it.

The Martian hunter had recovered and opened the car door, walking over to his crew.

"If this beast doesn't show itself, we'll retreat to base. The most important thing now is to scout the designated area and complete the first phase of factory construction."

"Let's leave this beast here for now; it won't be able to escape."

The two team members nodded repeatedly, instructing the robot dog to turn around and return along the original route.

Everything is going smooth.

The two team members have already started thinking about how to catch up with the progress after returning to base so as to win the competition with their colleagues.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and a crack several meters wide appeared, sending up countless grains of sand that swept across the entire valley like ocean waves.

"come over!"

The Martian hunter reached out and pulled the two stunned crew members behind the vehicle, shielding them from the oncoming sandstorm.

"Damn it, my dog ​​has been eaten!"

"Is this the time to think about these things? Let's figure out what happened first."

The two crew members complained with lingering fear. The Martian hunter placed his hand on the vehicle, and his mental power formed a barrier around him, blocking the relentless sandstorm.

"The wild beasts are coming!"

The Martian hunter tilted his head and saw through the car window a silver lion with its jaws wide open, lunging at him.

"go!"

He used his telekinesis to lift the entire vehicle and two crew members off the ground, breaking through the sandstorm and landing on the nearest ridge.

The two team members were pulled by Nianli and rolled three or four times in the air before finally managing to stay upright on the roof of the car.

shhhhhh...

They pulled the trigger, firing beams of white light that pierced the sandstorm, producing a screeching sound like fingernails scratching glass.

Despite the sandstorm's devastating impact on the surrounding environment, even drones had to increase their altitude to avoid being caught in it.

However, the probes on the two crew members' spacesuits still maintained minimal functionality, with at least five out of ten shots hitting their targets.

However, although the rays that struck the silver lion caused an explosion, they only had a knockback effect.

The lion shook its head and regained its strength, charging up the ridge.

After the Martian hunters landed with all their belongings, they could see that the silver lion was at least 15 meters long and its entire body was metallic.

However, its body structure is no different from that of lions on Earth, and it even has the kind of smooth lines that humans like.

It possesses earth-shaking power, and each jump can generate a massive sonic boom.

The sandstorm that ravaged the entire hills was simply caused by its sheer force.

“Mr. Rong En, this is no longer a simple beast. Individual weapons alone are unlikely to cause it any real damage. We should call for backup or you should take action yourself.”

With the Martian hunter on one side, the two team members were not worried about their safety.

But the sudden appearance of such a peculiar species on Mars, which should have been barren, made them worry about whether it would affect the Alliance's plans.

This is the confidence that comes from having a complete organization behind you.

They don't need to worry about themselves; they just need to think about how to complete the task.

As for the other necessary parts, they will naturally be completed by colleagues from other departments.

Martian Manhunter frowned, though the movement was barely noticeable since he had no eyebrows.

“Strange, very strange. I have never seen this kind of cosmic creature before.”

Martian Manhunter is able to transform into so many different cosmic creatures because he has personally hunted or lived with those dangerous creatures.

With his extensive experience, he could tell at a glance that this metal lion was not a naturally occurring creature.

It could be a special life form created by some organization!
This is not surprising at all!
The Martian hunter was also puzzled, unable to understand why those people were doing such a mess, without considering the consequences of their actions.

It was amazing how quickly it happened, and the same was true for the Martian hunter's actions.

He simply raised his right hand and pushed it forward.

The power of the mind vibrated, creating a huge wave that surged forward in a fan shape.

The ferocious metal lion was immediately sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto another hillside, shaking the surrounding area.

Great!

The two team members were shocked and tacitly took a step back, giving the stage to the Martian hunter.

It's best for these two ordinary soldiers not to get involved in a battle of this magnitude.

"Strange, very strange!"

Although Martian Hunter easily repelled the lion, his brow remained furrowed.

Why can't I sense any emotion in this beast?

Even creatures without intelligence react to their surroundings, and when they do, they generate an activity similar to human emotions. This activity is very short-lived, easily overlooked by those with psychic abilities, leading them to believe that it's unlikely for human-like life to exist in wild beasts.

But for people like Martian manhunters, even the slightest emotion cannot escape their notice.

As for various machines, they are even simpler. They rely on programs input by intelligent life to operate, and it is very easy to grasp the rules within them.

However, the metal lion has no similar features, as if everything has disappeared.

"Could it be that?"

A conjecture popped into the Martian hunter's mind, but he quickly suppressed it.

"You two stay here. If any danger occurs, run away immediately and don't worry about me."

Martian Hunter uttered these words, then transformed into a tiger covered in red scales, roared, and charged towards the metal lion that crawled out from another hillside, carrying the heat of yesterday.

"Roar!"

The metal lion had just crawled out of its wound and shaken off the dirt and stones when it sensed danger approaching.

But instead of dodging, it let out a fierce roar, opened its blood-red maw, and charged forward head-on.

A clash between a lion and a tiger!
Yesterday's high temperatures and rolling yellow sand collided, turning this hillside into a volcano in the blink of an eye.

The metal lion is extremely wild, making full use of its sharp teeth and claws, completely disregarding the possibility of injury or death, only wanting to inflict the most damage on its opponent.

The person inside me knows very well what he is, and even if he becomes a ferocious lion, his fighting style remains unchanged.

Dodge, find the enemy's weakness, and then launch a fatal blow.

The creature he transformed into was not a single primitive organism, but rather a mixture of characteristics from various cosmic organisms.

The racial characteristics of Martians always revolve around the mind; the various physical changes are actually the result of the mind's power distorting reality.

As one of the best Martians, Martian Manhunter is able to integrate the characteristics of various cosmic creatures without losing himself in the process.

But other Martians would find it difficult to do this.

After transforming by combining multiple characteristics, one needs to meditate for a long time in order to see oneself clearly.

If it doesn't work, it will turn into an out-of-control monster.

Once out of control, it will definitely become aggressive, or it may turn into something else entirely; it's impossible to say for sure.

"Wake up!"

Martian Manhunter, transformed into a red-scaled tiger, slapped the metal lion's head with his paw. The scorching heat emanating from the scales heated the metal until it glowed red-hot.

At the same time, he also entangled his mental power into a probe, which he then pierced directly into the metal lion's head.

The metal probe, materialized from mental power, collapsed instantly, without even making a hole.

"Roar!"

The metal lion roared, its upper body lying on the ground and its lower body pushing off the ground, shooting out like a dragon cannonball and crashing into the red tiger.

"Anger, though not a good emotion, is better than nothing."

My lover suddenly exerted his strength, leaping directly into the air and easily dodging the impact of the metal lion.

Then he turned his head and flicked his tail, which lashed the metal lion like a whip.

The metal lion, unable to maintain its footing, was struck with such force that it was knocked over and rolled several times on the ground.

"watch out!"

Martian Manhunter felt an even greater surge of rage, and launched a furious attack on the metal lion, leaving it utterly helpless.

The lion couldn't even escape; it remained trapped within the Martian hunter's attack range.

The fierce battle between the beasts only brought misfortune to the surrounding hillsides, leaving them battered and mangled, as if they had been gnawed by dogs, with pieces missing here and there.

"Terrifying, absolutely terrifying!"

When the Martian Hunter and the Metal Lion first collided, the accompanying waiter drove off.

They floored the accelerator and desperately tried to escape.

The rocks on the hillside came crashing down, and the whole earth shook. They were like ants in a sandbox watching two giant beasts fight, unable to do anything but try to escape.

"No wonder Mr. Ron was able to become the leader of the Justice League!"

"It can only be said that he has a very good temper; he didn't participate in battles much in the past."

"If word gets back today, it will definitely shock those in the alliance who underestimate Mr. Ron."

The two team members kept talking, but their hearts were pounding. They were constantly on the edge of their seats, performing a high-speed, high-octane routine to avoid the stones falling from the sky.

The metal lion was in even more pain than the ravaged mountains; its angry reaction grew clearer and clearer, interspersed with expressions of grievance and helplessness.

"The time has come!"

Martian Hunter seized the opportunity to focus his mind on one point, following the metal lion's anger, and broke into the lion's mental world.

"Ow—"

The metal lion let out a mournful roar that pierced the sky.

Then it fell down.

The metallic skin and flesh began to writhe strangely, exhibiting both contraction and expansion simultaneously.

The lion lying on the ground had lost its fierce aura. It tossed and turned like a critically ill patient, lying on the bed for a long time, unwilling to leave its side.

"Ah, Uncle Rong En!"

As a girl's voice cried out from the twisted metal lion's mouth, the enormous creature vanished in an instant, transforming into a little girl with green skin.

Martian Manhunter, now in his Martian form, looked at the little girl lying in the crater, speechless, tears streaming down his face.

Megan!

His niece!

When he buried the body of the servant, he did not see the child's body.

However, too many Martian corpses disappeared in the war.

This is nothing special.

The Martian hunter reached out his trembling hands, picked up the unconscious little girl, and flew to the two crew members who had fled the scene of the battle.

There was no reaction on his face.

But this time he landed directly on the road that the vehicles were bound to pass. The two crew members slammed on the brakes, almost causing the car to overturn, before they finally came to a stop.

"Shit, there are actually Martians who survived?"

The two group members only thought about it to themselves and did not show their shock.

They quickly took out all the first aid equipment and examined Megan on the spot.

Martian Manhunter stepped aside, too excited to control himself.

"Congratulations, Mr. Rong En!"

"This girl is healthy and there is no danger to her life."

(End of this chapter)