The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Chapter 248 Falling Down One After Another

Li Zhen's taunts fell amidst the blood-red smoke and dust of Apokolips, and also clearly reached Disad's ears.

Inside Apocalypse, there is a hidden space buried thousands of feet underground beneath a steel fortress.

A gaunt, grey-skinned figure draped in a crimson robe stared intently at the screen, his withered face contorted in a grotesque grimace.

He is Desad, the chief scientist under Darkseid. Because he dislikes fighting, he spends most of his time guarding Apokolips, much like Cyborg of the Justice League on watch.

Those long, narrow, wrinkled pupils stared at the screen in front of them, where a long-haired warrior of an unknown race was standing with his arms outstretched, bathed in dark green blood.

The first Dark Elite warrior, Titan, to engage in battle was reduced to wreckage.

Li Zhen turned around and looked at the second flesh-colored giant who took the initiative to step forward, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the rock impact drill that had replaced the giant's arms.

"Still 1v1? You can all come at me together, and send down those Parademons from the sky as well."

He raised his foot and casually crushed the green giant's head, then gently kicked a lump of dark green brain matter in front of the flesh-colored giant.

"Look, if you all ganged up on me, I might not have had time to whip each of their corpses after I killed them."

"Damn alien scum! Who are you?!"

Disad's voice was sharp and hoarse, echoing through the underground fortress.

"Bronya, kill him now! I want to rip out his soul and torment him forever!"

As he gave orders to the second soldier, Desad's fingers flew across the control panel in front of him.

He attempted to decipher the mysterious person's identity by scanning the force field characteristics surrounding them.

Even with Apokolips' vast database, no records related to their race were ever found.

There are no known energy imprints of powerful cosmic races, no genetic characteristics of alien creatures, and even the most basic racial classification cannot be defined.

The only thing that allowed Disad to guess was Li Zhen's physical strength, which overwhelmed the ordinary warriors of the Dark Elite Group.

And then there's the ability to freely soar through space and across planetary surfaces without the need for wings or any other means of transportation.

These two points vaguely reminded Desad of the Kryptonians.

However, the scan results contradicted this assumption.

There was no trace of yellow solar radiation in the mysterious young man's body.

If we only compare appearances...

They do resemble humans on Earth in our solar system.

"No, he couldn't possibly be from Earth!"

After all, how could an Earthling possibly possess the ability to rival the warriors of the Dark Elite Corps?

Even if that green Titan is ranked at the bottom, it's still compared to the other members of the Dark Elite.

The name "Dark Elite" itself signifies that its members are warriors selected from among billions on Apokolips.

Confused, Desad pinned all his hopes on Brolla, who was finally starting to fight on the monitor screen.

He knew very well that Brolla's strength in the Dark Elite Group was not top-tier either, and she was only in the middle to lower ranks.

But those seemingly ordinary rock impact drills were actually weapons he had painstakingly crafted, containing destructive power hundreds of times stronger than the Destruction Scepter in Titan's hands.

In the design of the Disad, once the two impact drills hit the target simultaneously, they will trigger a devastating resonance that can penetrate all defenses and tear the opponent apart and annihilate them directly at the cellular level.

Apart from Darkseid himself and the top warriors in the Dark Elite, almost no life in the universe could withstand this attack.

But Dessad didn't go all in; he secretly initiated private communications with Kant.

In the corner of the screen, the figure in purple combat uniform and golden bull-horn helmet still stood with his hands behind his back amidst the blood-red dust, his gaze fixed intently on the battlefield.

Kant is currently the only one among the remaining personnel on Apokolips who can rank among the top four in the Dark Elite Group.

At this moment, Apokolips is not at its peak. Steppenwolf, Mantis, and Kalibak, whom Desad hates the most, are all top-notch combatants who are not on the planet.

They took 99% of Apokolips's Parademon manufacturing facilities and set off to other star systems to carry out conquest missions.

Only mid-to-low-level combatants like Brolla and Titan remained, along with Kant to provide backup.

The moment the communication was connected, Desad's voice carried a hint of urgency.

"Kant! Brolla won't last much longer! Move now and kill this bastard! Otherwise, Apokolips' defenses will completely collapse!"

But there was only silence on the other end of the communication.

Kant remained standing still, his eyes, hidden beneath his horned helmet, fixed intently on the long-haired black youth in the arena.

He has followed the Apokolips army in invading tens of thousands of worlds, witnessed countless powerful races in the universe, and collected and studied the top martial arts techniques of thousands of worlds. In terms of tracking and assassination abilities, he is considered top-notch in the Dark Elite Group.

But at this moment, he clearly realized that this mysterious young man with long, flowing hair was far more terrifying than he had anticipated.

Not to mention that his physical strength is comparable to that of Mantis, who is second only to Darkseid.

The combat skills he has demonstrated so far are on par with his.

Brolla was wielding two rock impact drills with great force. Each strike was accompanied by a deafening roar as the air was torn apart. Even without direct contact, the drills strangely pierced deep pits into the surrounding blood-red earth.

If you look closely, you'll find that even the tip of a single-handle impact drill can vibrate inorganic matter within a range of tens of meters into molecules that are invisible to the naked eye.

Brolla is going all out, trying to find an opportunity to simultaneously slam both impact drills into her opponent.

But Kant knew perfectly well that Brolla, though seemingly at the height of her power, was plotting a fatal blow while fighting.

In reality, I was being played the whole time!

The impact drill, swung with all its might, was unlikely to hit Li Zhen's body with a single handle; even brushing against the hem of her strangely designed battle suit was a pipe dream.

Seeing this, a few beads of cold sweat quietly seeped out from the temple of Kanté, which was covered by his helmet.

Of course, he was not afraid of fighting.

As a warrior who has fought in countless galaxies, he completely disregards life and death in battle.

However, he is currently the strongest among those remaining on Apokolips. If he fails, even if he dies in battle with all his might, when Darkseid returns, even if he can be resurrected by Apokolips, he will inevitably face the Dark Lord's overwhelming wrath.

Darkseid never forgives failure, and even less so the worthless who cannot protect Apokolips.

On the other end of the communication line, Desad's calls became increasingly urgent, and his tone changed from initial urging to later shock, anger, and fear.

"Kanter! What are you doing? Brolla is about to collapse! If you don't intervene, we're all going to die!"

Silence remained.

From Kanté's silence, Disadad understood the answer he didn't want to believe.

He fell into a brief silence.

This illustrates one thing.

Kant was wary and hesitant, which meant that even the guy in the Dark Elite Group who was known as the strongest assassin in the universe wasn't 100% sure.

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