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Chapter 600 A Step Too Late (Please subscribe and read, and recommend with monthly tickets!)
"All I remember is the flames that dyed the sky red and covered everything, the corpses of my friends and family turning to ashes bit by bit, and the enemies from outer space destroying everything."

"Then, I was filled with anger, and when I regained consciousness, I saw you, Uncle Rong En."

The petite Megan curled up in bed, recounting her last memories to Martian Hunter, who sat in a chair beside the bed.

"Go back to rest. You've been lost for too long and need a long period of meditation to calm your anger."

The Martian hunter looked at his niece with eyes full of love.

Although he was certain that no other members of his tribe had survived, finding his niece was already the greatest miracle.

Megan nodded obediently, glanced at the "alien" behind her uncle, lay down on the bed, turned to her side, and covered her head with the blanket.

The Martian hunter used his spiritual power to play a piece of music, with only an ethereal melody and no specific lyrics.

This is music that Martians often use in meditation rituals, and it is very effective in soothing traumatized minds.

As Megan heard the familiar music, she gradually relaxed, as if she had returned to the past, a time without danger or pain.

Her small face, contorted by trauma, gradually relaxed and returned to calm.

Martian Manhunter heard Megan's breathing become steady and got up to leave the room.

Megan sees Superman and The Flash as the two aliens.

These two individuals became the Alliance's dedicated construction workers due to their unique abilities. From Earth to the space station watchtower and then to Mars, they traveled between various bases via teleportation, using their abilities to accelerate the construction of these bases.

According to the original plan, the Flash should have arrived on Mars after completing the first survey and used the Speed ​​Force to complete the construction of various bases as soon as possible.

Superman was originally building a watchtower in Earth's orbit.

This behemoth possesses immense strength and is capable of physically traversing the atmosphere.

The construction of space stations, a major headache for countries around the world, is no different from lifting weights for Superman.

The Justice League only needs to build the various modules of the space station on land, and then Superman can simply carry these modules out of Earth and into orbit.

Soyuz members that have already entered orbit via manned rockets will be able to assemble these modules.

The construction of the entire watchtower was a technological experiment conducted by the Justice League in order to build a space dock around Mars.

"Clark, you rushed to Mars and abandoned the Watchtower project. My colleagues in outer orbit are probably going to scold me."

Martian Manhunter looked at Superman's excited expression and wondered why he had suddenly come over.
Superman chuckled sheepishly: "I heard you found your surviving clansmen and was worried that something might happen, so I came here with Paris to help you."

The Martian hunter nodded. "It's a miracle that Megan survived. There are no intelligent beings left on Mars, no one of my kind, and no enemies."

"I appreciate your concern, but right now the most important thing is the infrastructure development on Mars."

The Flash quickly advised, "Are you sure you don't need to take a few days off to calm your niece down? After all, she's been through a lot of pain."

Martian hunter rejected the offer, saying, "I will keep Megan by my side and use Martian rituals to help her heal her emotional wounds."

Even Martian hunters have said that.

Superman and the Flash stopped trying to persuade them, otherwise they would seem like they were just arguing for the sake of arguing.

The three naturally shifted the topic to the construction of an industrial base on Mars, determining how to utilize Superman and the Flash's special abilities.

Then, they all thought of the same question.

When exactly will Martin be back?

……

In that distant galaxy, there is a place called the Interstellar Court.

With the support of the Green Lantern Corps, they established an order that radiated across numerous star systems and among many intelligent races, ensuring that these races received relatively fair treatment.

Just when everything was thriving, a terrifying force hidden in the darkness reached out its hand to this order.

"Help! Help!"

"The machine hunters have rebelled and surrendered to Apokolips."

"We need rescue, we need the army."

……

As soon as Martin opened his eyes, countless cries for help came through his headphones, accompanied by the sounds of explosions in the background.

The battlefield-like atmosphere did not make him panic.

He turned his head and looked around, confirming that he was sitting in a fighter jet, and a famous X-wing fighter jet at that.

"An old friend!"

Martin rubbed his hands together, and after a series of operations, he determined that the fighter jet's performance was quite good.

The Star Wars universe is highly advanced in the use of materials and energy, but for some reason they have never been interested in the study of information.

Therefore, even the radar used by large spacecraft like the Star Destroyer was quite ordinary and unremarkable.

The radar on fighter jets like the X-wing is actually quite basic; it doesn't even have a color screen.

Strangely, the robots in the Star Wars universe are highly intelligent, and in some ways they are no different from humans.

The scientists, however, only attached the robots to weapons as external attachments or placed them in the logistics area.

They never considered using robotics technology to completely transform existing weapons.

However, the operating system of the X-wing that Martin was piloting had been completely changed, with artificial intelligence at its core, ensuring that it could control every part of the fighter jet.

"Turn on the radar. I need to know the situation in the surrounding space, detect energy fluctuations, and put all weapons online."

Martin gave the order, the radar was activated, and countless pieces of information were gathered in an instant.

There is no distinction between east, west, north, and south in outer space, and even up and down are difficult to distinguish.

Therefore, when navigating in space, the way to determine one's own position is to use spatial vectors as a reference, perform mathematical calculations, and form coordinate axes on paper to stabilize one's subjective perception.

"The spatial situation is chaotic, making it difficult to establish coordinates. Radar has detected more than a dozen different energy sources, all of very high magnitude, and they are currently in intense conflict."

Martin frowned.

He saw the photos taken by X-wing, which showed the Interstellar Court's henchmen—the Machine Hunters.

Martin was no stranger to the Intergalactic Court.

He killed Steppenwolf here last time and met Ion Shark.

Based on the sounds he had heard earlier, he deduced the current situation: "What's wrong with these people? I warned them a long time ago that the robot hunters were problematic, how could they still cause such a commotion?"

The reason the machine hunters submitted to the Intergalactic Court was to preserve their opportunity to seek revenge against the Guardians and destroy the Green Lantern Corps.

But the Green Lantern Corps really made a splash when Martin took down Steppenwolves last time.

The machine hunter watched helplessly as his former enemy swaggered around before him, unable to do anything about it.

Martin knew without a doubt that the machine-like people wouldn't accept this fate. Being relegated to a supporting role in the Green Lantern Corps was bound to cause some trouble. "But isn't this commotion a bit too much?"

Martin looked out through the hatch and saw the robotic hunters swarming around like locusts.

Wherever it passed, even useless asteroids were pulverized.

The machine hunters are being fought by a fleet with an inconsistent organizational structure.

Most of the ships in this fleet are fighter jets, and their shapes and specifications are not uniform.

It looks like it was hastily put together and lacks any sense of organization.

There was almost no coordination between the resistance fleets, even though their fighting spirit was strong.

However, the machine hunters always manage to find weaknesses, sever the already weak connections of the resistance forces, and then the members of the resistance fleet are picked off one by one.

"Warning! Unidentified flying object detected approaching!"

Under the red light, Martin opened the control panel and saw a group of robot hunters flying towards him.

"They didn't even try to persuade us to surrender; they just started killing us. These guys really are robots; their simple-mindedness is outrageous."

Martin didn't care whether the robot hunters had gotten involved with Apokolips.

Even if these Tin Men are indeed connected to Apokolips, Darkseid is unlikely to send any forces to help them.

For Apokolips, the most important thing right now is to take over Earth.

Nothing else can steal Darkseid's spotlight on this stage.

The Guardians were no match for Darkseid, let alone the Machine Hunters, who were a failed creation of the Guardians.

The tin men had no right to bargain with Darkseid.

"Hey, you trash! Are you in such a hurry to die?"

Martin pulled the control stick and the X-wing rolled on the spot, dodging the beams shot from the baton in the hands of the robot hunter.

Then, the nose of the fighter jet tilted up, the entire fuselage rose ninety degrees, and it shot out like an arrow, arriving in the air above the group of machine hunters in the blink of an eye.

Thunderbolt thunderbolt!

The two pairs of stabilizers at the tail of the fighter jet opened small valves, launching a large number of flares.

The chaff, resembling iron sparks, bounced around in the indistinguishable space, releasing intense light and heat.

The machine is also a module used to locate enemies, and its thermal vision is similar to that of a radar detector, which is stimulated by chaff and flares.

Those who were lucky only experienced temporary blindness. Those who were unlucky had their exploration modules explode, leaving the machine hunters blind as a result.

Martin pressed the fire button, and the laser cannons on the four X-wings opened fire, continuously firing red lasers like raindrops.

The laser cannon mounted on the top of the stabilizing fin can adjust the firing angle and, through artificial intelligence control, forms a sweeping attack.

As the artillery fire descended, the machine hunters were blasted into pieces.

Although these tin men are equipped with individual combat-grade deflector shields, in the face of heavy firepower like the X-wing, their shields are as flimsy as paper.

"It seems that the robot hunters are not as smart as they claim. After leaving the Guardians, the next generation of robots they created have not changed much, whether in terms of internal programs or external shells."

Martin glanced at the information the detection array had also scanned during his attack.

The tin men that besieged him released special radiation after their outer shells shattered.

The artificial intelligence onboard the X-wing fighter immediately analyzed the radiation to determine the alloy used to manufacture the Iron Man.

This alloy is readily available in the star system where the Interstellar Court is located, and it is not even as precious as the alloy used to manufacture fighter jets.

Martin quickly wiped out a squad of Tin Man, but this achievement soon attracted the attention of more machine hunters.

These tin men move in groups and make a buzzing sound when they fly.

"I called you locusts just now, but it was just a description. Now it's become a fact."

Martin was extremely annoyed as he watched the machine hunters closing in from all directions.

Eliminating these tin men was not difficult for him.

But these things are nothing more than cheap industrial products that come off the factory assembly line, manufactured to serve as consumables.

The true core of the Machine Hunter is the ability to replenish these losses anytime, anywhere.

There's absolutely no point in Martin fighting these things.

"Amplify the output power of the signal jammer inside the fighter jet to one hundred times, covering the entire battlefield. Activate the carbon fiber foil star mine and detonate it after a delay."

After Martin gave the order, he physically isolated the fighter jet and switched it to manual operation.

boom!
Electromagnetic waves are converted into electric currents by the fighter jet's stabilizer wing and spread out, forming a magnetic storm that sweeps across the local battlefield and cuts off all signals.

Both the machine hunters and the resistance fleet of the Interstellar Court were brought to a standstill.

However, the former clearly considered the possible scenarios and immediately began the restart.

Although he didn't have the help of artificial intelligence, Martin still managed to maneuver his fighter jet across the battlefield with the agility of a butterfly fluttering among flowers.

The stabilizer wing, which had been pre-set with a delay, released a large number of star lightning bolts that looked like gold foil. These bolts exploded among the robot hunters, swallowing all the robots into the shockwave and clearing the entire battlefield.

The Interstellar Court's resistance fleet also lost power, rendering it unable to move. It was reduced to a floating fortress with only simple weapons.

The commotion here was so great that both the mechanical ignition and the resistance fleet became active, trying to seize the cleared space first and gain the upper hand.

Martin restarted the fighter jet's artificial intelligence, charging directly at the machine hunters, cutting into them, and eliminating the enemy.

"I knew you would show up."

Hal's voice came into Martin's ears.

The green light drew a long arc and wiped out all the robots.

"I originally wanted to find a quiet place to deal with Darkseid. I never expected that something like this would happen at the Intergalactic Court."

Hal said helplessly, "The connection between the Interstellar Court and the Green Lantern Corps is becoming increasingly close. The robots did not play any role in the Steppenwolf invasion. Instead, it made the Interstellar Court start to consider whether to recruit a self-defense force composed of intelligent life to ensure the Court's safety."

"Although we had noticed the machine hunters long ago, we did not expect them to act so quickly. We were a step too late, and these metal-clad creatures rushed to the core of the Interstellar Court."

Martin slowed his advance and said with a smile, "It seems the Green Lantern Corps still hasn't learned their lesson and doesn't take the threat from Apokolips seriously."

Hal was also helpless.

That's the kind of atmosphere within the Green Lantern Corps; when people are too driven by their will, they sometimes don't like to use their brains.

"Now how to do?"

(End of this chapter)