Chapter 249 You dialed the wrong number

A wave of despair and frustration washed over Disadad.

He couldn't understand how anyone would dare to invade this place alone while the powerful forces of Apokolips were away and the defenses were weak.

This is tantamount to courting death. Looking at the entire observable universe, there is no world that would dare to endure Darkseid's retribution upon his return.

What he resented even more was why he had sent almost all of the Parademon manufacturing plants out in the first place.

If those factories were still there, even if Kant were no match for them, the sheer number of billions of Parademons swarming in would be enough to overwhelm this mysterious young man.

The reason why Desad was able to firmly hold one of the top positions in the Dark Elite was because the Parademon Legion and the Parademon Factory were both his creations.

When the Parademons Factory is fully operational, it doesn't produce only 10 billion at a time, but rather 10 billion batches after batch.

With Apokolips providing a near-limitless supply of energy and resources, the Parademon army is also nearly limitless. Even Steppenwolves wouldn't dare say they could easily defeat a Parademon in the tens of billions if they were to produce just one batch at full capacity.

Just as Disad was hiding underground complaining, Li Zhen in the arena finally became a little impatient.

He dodged the sweeping impact drill once more, landing on a protruding, blood-red rock, looking down from its elevated position.

Looking at the panting man, his tone was full of sarcasm.

"His physical abilities are much better than that fat green guy's, but his combat skills are still ridiculously bad."

"From the very beginning, you practically had 'I rely on those damn diamonds' written all over your face. What kind of idiot would not pay attention to the attack trajectory of those two things during a fight?"

This is something that has been repeatedly emphasized and stressed.

Lee Jung isn't a superman; in most situations, he won't take an opponent's weapon to the face.

Especially when the weapon looks strange and inexplicable.

Even setting aside the strange gun that looks like a light bulb in the hands of the interstellar racer in the Invincible Young Hero universe storyline.

Why do you think that when Li Zhen was a child, those Witrum adults would always bring back strange and wonderful toys from different civilizations for the children after the conquest?

The goal is to make Witrum's children aware of the dangers of weapons.

While most Vitrumians do possess unparalleled energy-specialized defenses upon reaching adulthood, younger Vitrumians do not.

If children in their formative years were to emulate the arrogance of adults, and if they were to participate in "conquest" courses similar to "growth study tours," a large number of Wittrum's minors would likely perish.

Li Zhen's figure suddenly flashed, appearing behind the flesh-colored giant in the blink of an eye.

The latter's expression changed drastically, and he tried to turn around to defend himself, but his body's reaction was far from keeping up with Li Zhen's speed.

Two crisp "click" sounds.

Li Zhen wielded his hands like knives, swiftly and ruthlessly slashing at the base of Brolla's shoulder. The two giant rock drills, which had never truly exerted their killing power, were severed from the root and slammed heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

Brolla let out a fierce roar. Even though he had lost both arms, he was not afraid at all. He turned around and pounced on Li Zhen, his eyes filled with madness.

But Li Zhen just pursed her lips and clapped her hands together forcefully.

Brolla's head exploded instantly, splattering dark red blood and brain matter all over the ground. Her massive body crashed to the ground, lifeless.

Seeing this scene on the monitor, Desad trembled, whether from fear or anger, and roared at the communicator.

"Kanter! Did you see that? Brolla is dead too! Aren't you going to do something?! Do you want to kill us all?!"

This time, Kanté finally spoke up.

Titans and Brolla obeyed Dessaard's commands because they were too weak.

As the second strongest member after the three members of the Dark Elite Group, Kant didn't really care about Desard, who was always groveling and sucking up to the boss.

"Shut up, do you even know how to fight?!"

Kanté's Beckham-style beard trembled incessantly.

"This guy's attention wasn't entirely on Titan and Brolla from the start; he was staring at me the whole time!"

"He seemed to be toying with them, but he was actually testing my moves!"

Li Zhen had already turned around, her eyes, with a faint scarlet hue deep within them, staring intently at Kant, a hint of eager excitement in them.

Of course, Li Zhen doesn't have the ability to tell at a glance which of the three who took the initiative to appear is the strongest.

He simply started from basic logic.

The green giant and the flesh-colored giant were both over three or four meters tall, but the one with the golden bull horn helmet was the same size as a human.

Just by looking at the size comparison, you can guess that this guy must have some amazing special skills.

Kant abruptly hung up on Disad, facing Li Zhen's gaze directly, his heart churning with turmoil.

From the moment he stepped into the arena, the long-haired youth's attention was mostly focused on him, but at first, the battle-hardened young man didn't take him seriously.

Because at first he didn't think his opponent would be that strong.

But as he watched Titan being easily killed and Brolla being toyed with to death, the piercing killing intent emanating from him never dissipated.

Instead, it became increasingly concentrated.

At that moment, Kant knew with absolute certainty that he was probably no match for this mysterious young man.

At this moment, Li Zhen actually started moving her finger joints.

Accompanied by a crisp "click-clack" sound, Li Zhen's voice pierced through the bloody wind and clearly spread throughout the entire battlefield.

This also reached Desad's ears.

"From beginning to end, we only sent a few small fry like you to make up the numbers."

Li Zhen, unusually, snapped out of the thrill of killing and thought for a moment.

The next sentence nearly scared Desad to death.

"No way, does Apokolips actually have moments when its defenses are weak? Haven't you guys suffered a counterattack in a long time?"

Oh no! I was seen through!

With a ferocious expression, Disad lunged at the control panel, his words carrying a hint of bravado but underlying weakness.

"Where did you come from, you uncivilized native? Haven't you heard of the Dark Lord's terrifying reputation?!"

It would be inappropriate to bring up Apokolips now. The other side has been causing trouble on this planet for a long time, and we haven't shown enough force to kill them. If we bring up Apokolips again, according to Disad's calculations of the long-haired youth's physical strength, there is indeed a risk that he could directly crash through Apokolips.

Just kidding, if Apokolips explodes, when Darkseid arrives, it won't just be a matter of rage.

It seems the entire Dark Elite group, including Disad, will have to be wiped out and replaced with a new batch of members.

Disad is not afraid of death, because the entire Dark Elite is very difficult to kill, and Apokolips, who is actually in the realm of gods, can resurrect them at any time.

But he was afraid of other things.

Having toiled for so long to climb to this position, if his status on Apokolips were to be reduced to sitting at the same table as the Parademons he developed, Desad would rather be dead.

"Terrifying? And renowned?"

Li Zhen laughed in anger. Not to mention the golden horned hat who had been standing still and hesitating, how dare this shady rat who hadn't shown his face at all be so stubborn?

Speaking of this kind of shady, cowardly style—

"Are you Viman Vandeba?"

A dangerous glint appeared in Li Zhen's eyes. If the other party dared to respond, she would immediately give Apokolips a collision service that would open up a tunnel in diameter.

Unexpectedly, even Desad was stunned upon hearing the name.

"Viman Vandeba? No, of course not, damn it, that guy was kicked off Apokolips long before the universe rebooted."

Li Zhen's murderous intent, which he had been gathering, froze for a brief moment.

"Um?"

He wasn't shocked that the other party knew about the universe reboot. As a being in a higher realm, it would only appear on Apokolips in the three-dimensional universe when it needed to invade or be observed by other three-dimensional life forms. It was quite normal for this force to know that the universe had rebooted.

Strictly speaking, his so-called finding of Apokolips was not actually a space voyage.

Instead, it used the higher-level Omega effect remaining in its own body and the Vitrum's ability to jump faster than light, using its intelligent atoms to forcibly pull the other party into a three-dimensional galaxy.

"Are you looking for revenge on that guy Wyman? What did he do to you?"

Desad finally seemed to realize something, and although he gritted his teeth, he still managed to use honorifics.

He wanted to get rid of this brute first, and even if the other party asked for Viman's location, Disad was prepared to find a way to provide it.

"You must have dialed the wrong number, sir?"

Seeing the long-haired youth in the picture lower his head slightly, Disadad was somewhat angry but dared not speak out, while Kant secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, Li Zhen raised her head again. Her killing intent had faded somewhat, but her fighting spirit had increased rather than decreased.

"It makes no difference. Darkseid attacked me before, so I still have to fight back."

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