He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"Everyone, disperse!"

Steve reacted the fastest, placing his vibranium shield in front of Natasha.

boom!

The Omega ray struck the shield, and the shockwave pushed Steve back several steps, his boots carving two deep furrows in the ground.

The black hole in Tony's chest opened, and the second ray was forcibly sucked in.

The ray did not disappear immediately, but struggled frantically at the edge of the black hole.

"Jarvis, hold on."

"Sir, the target energy exhibits tracking and concept-locking properties and is attempting to circumvent the black hole's boundary."

The armor on Tony's arm unfolded layer by layer.

"Then give it extra food, so the customer doesn't leave."

Swish!

Clark did not wait any longer.

He charged at Darkseid from the side, his fist slamming into the man's chest with a terrifying shockwave.

boom!

A visible shockwave was forced out of the air, and all the rubble in the ruins was swept into the air.

Clark's eyes blazed red, and he continued to exert force with both arms.

Darkseid blocked the attack with one hand, his body only leaning back slightly.

"Kryptonians, your race is well-suited to be war dogs."

Darkseid looked at him.

I belong to no one.

Clark's eyes darkened, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Then let's try the thunder of Asgard!"

Thor descended from the sky, his hammer carrying two trillion volts of lightning, and slammed into Darkseid's shoulder.

Lightning flashed across the square.

Clark seized the opportunity to grab Darkseid's arm and forcefully push him backward.

Thor's divine lightning spread along Clark's bio-field, and the two formed a brutal and outrageous combination attack.

Thunderous Krypton Fist!

Darkseid's projection took a half step back for the first time.

Only half a step.

But this half-step caused Big Badah's pupils to contract violently.

Darkseid was defeated.

Even if it's just a projection, it's still Darkseid.

"Great, Red Cloak and Hammer Bro, I've already thought of a name for the combination: Electric Roasted Alien Tyrant."

Tony whistled in mid-air.

"Stop talking nonsense and help!"

Bruce raised his hand and threw out a smoke bomb and a high-frequency vibration device, which landed right next to Darkseid's feet.

"Are you ordering me around?"

"I'm reminding you not to just focus on being handsome."

Tony's shoulder armor opened, and more than a dozen spiral bullets shot out.

"Little Bat, you understand me better and better."

Darkseid looked down at the device at his feet, and his scarlet eyes lit up again.

"The cleverness of insects."

Omega rays swept across, shattering the Rasengan one by one.

Bruce rolled to the side, and Tony swooped down, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and pulled him away from the aftershocks.

"Say thank you in advance next time."

Bruce was being held in mid-air, his face terrifyingly dark.

"Put me down."

"You have a terrible attitude."

"Tony."

"Received, Bat Express has been delivered."

Tony threw Bruce into a relatively safe spot behind a broken wall, then turned and charged toward Darkseid again.

Steve, Diana, and Hal filled in at the same time.

The green light ring lit up again, and Hal grinned.

"I just died once, and I'm really angry right now."

"Don't get stabbed again, I don't want to work overtime today." Natasha glanced at him.

Hal's expression froze.

The battlefield was pushed forward again.

Koxseed did not pursue Clark, nor did he rush to crush Tony.

His gaze swept past everyone and landed in a distant direction.

That's where the All-Heavens Gacha Shop is located.

For the first time, clear greed appeared in Darkseid's eyes.

"The source is there."

Upon hearing this, Tony's smile vanished beneath his mask.

Bruce also turned to look into the distance.

Li Ang's shop.

The real target isn't Gotham, nor is it the Justice League.

It's a gashapon (capsule toy)!

……

Inside the Gashapon Shop, Zhang Chulan stood frozen beside the counter, broom in hand.

In the projection, Darkseid's words, "The source is there," made everyone feel that his gaze had turned to Leon.

Li Ang leaned back in his rocking chair, glanced at the projector, and then looked at the doorway.

"Oh, I've been called out."

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard.

"Boss, did he see us?"

"So what if they see it?" Li Ang put the bowl on the counter. "It's normal for customers to glance at the sign when they pass by while we're doing business."

Zhang Chulan glanced at the doorway, then looked at the oppressive tyrant projected on the screen.

"Boss, how about we close up shop for today?"

"You don't want your performance bonus this month?" Li Ang looked up.

"I don't think Darkside is unreasonable. In the service industry, enthusiasm is the most important thing."

Zhang Chulan immediately gripped the broom tightly.

While you can make sarcastic remarks in the gashapon shop, things aren't so relaxed in Gotham Square.

Darkseid's projection was just standing there, and everyone had to divert half of their attention to defend against the aftershocks.

As soon as the omega rays stopped, several deep, bottomless trenches were carved into the ground.

Clark stood up from the rubble, a piece of his cloak burned off the edge.

The lightning on Thor's shoulder was still crackling, but he had an excited look on his face.

"This guy's tough; he's much easier to beat than a praying mantis."

"You call this easy to fight?" Tony hovered beside him. "Your Asgardian evaluation system only has two levels: 'can't cut' and 'can't cut'?"

"Almost, there's one more tier worth cutting after the banquet." Thor nodded seriously.

"Don't get distracted, he was just testing us."

Steve stepped forward with his shield raised, his gaze never leaving Darkseid.

"He's not testing us; he's confirming Li Ang's location."

Bruce stood behind the broken wall, his tactical goggles constantly updating the data.

"So the guy selling gashapon toys is the final prize?"

Hal reassembled a giant green light cannon, his face still flushed with the anger of someone who had been revived.

"Should we tell him to move?"

Barry, clutching his shoulder, couldn't help but interject.

"Don't worry, if he wants to move, he could probably move the whole street into another dimension."

Tony landed on the ground, his black and red armor shimmering with a dark light.

"Just how strong is he?" Bruce asked Tony.

Tony remained silent for a moment.

"I don't like to admit it, but if he gets serious, all of us here combined might only make him spend a few more seconds choosing his pose."

Upon hearing this, Diana's expression became even more complicated.

"You're putting people like this in the city to open shops?"

"To be precise, he put us on his client list," Tony said, shrugging.

Darkseid ignored their discussion.

He took a step forward, and the cracks beneath his feet spread outwards.

"Great Darkseid, we have failed, please punish us."

Despite her injuries, Big Badah knelt down with difficulty.

Darkseid didn't even glance at her; losers don't deserve attention.

Big Badah's shoulders trembled slightly.

This is crueler than punishment.

Because in Darkseid's eyes, she was almost beyond worth dealing with.

The clown stood behind the toy bat soldiers, peeking out with his cane in hand.

"Wow, you really don't know how to motivate your employees."

"But you look very strong, I need you to become my subordinate!"