The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Flashpoint World.

After experiencing Atlantis, Paradise Island, and humanity being forced into this world war, the Earth is devastated after the three-way battle.

From the perspective of outer space, one can see a pure white sphere of light, about one-fifteenth the size of Earth, which is like a malignant tumor parasitizing a host and constantly expanding outward.

The edge where the photosphere contacts the Earth's surface is a bottomless cliff.

Shockwaves and gravitational fields relentlessly tore at the soil and rocks along the cliff edge. At the bottom of the cliff, in the unfathomable darkness, scorching heat filled the air, making it feel like a forbidden zone for life.

The magma deep underground surged and roared continuously.

It emitted a pungent smell of sulfur and scorched air.

But even this hellish scene was inevitably swallowed up by the ever-expanding gravitational field, and eventually became part of the sphere of light.

The ever-spreading high-energy particles have penetrated deep into the Earth's core. In just five seconds, the entire Earth will be completely torn apart by that world-destroying sphere of light.

Not far from the sphere of light, a spire-like instrument was continuously emitting a golden beam of light, hundreds of meters in diameter, into the sky.

The beam of light spread out more than a thousand meters above the ground, transforming into a golden magnetic field covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles.

The flow of time in the magnetic field is accelerated to more than 12,000 times the normal flow of time.

To people in the magnetic field, the ever-expanding sphere of light outside seemed to stand still, quietly a kilometer away, its blinding white light obscuring the sky.

The time difference of more than ten thousand times gave the survivors in the magnetic field fifteen hours to make their final struggle.

The one who created this magnetic field was Lex Luthor from the world of Flashpoint.

At this moment, because he had just detonated the super satellite in the timeline where Ribs Superman was located, he completely lost the surveillance footage of that timeline.

But for Luthor, Superman's last words had already provided him with enough information.

It's worth noting that during the final battle, the Kryptonian prisoners released by Batman completely overwhelmed the Amazonian Queen and the King of Atlantis, disrupting their life-or-death struggle.

Luther originally thought that even if the other world had a group of superhumans with considerable abilities, the strongest among them would be about the same level as that Kryptonian prisoner.

But from Clark's final, desperate scream, Luther learned that Clark had been crushed with almost no ability to resist.

Even escaping to the outside of the atmosphere to transmit information is a struggle.

So he detonated the super satellite without hesitation, hoping to catch the unknown alien enemy off guard.

His high brow bone concealed the deep emotions in Luther's eyes, but the way he gripped the chair armrest tightly and the throbbing veins on the back of his hand revealed that he was not at peace.

His life has been incredibly unlucky.

In an era teeming with unbridled superhumans, Luther, an ordinary human, has been secretly accumulating power through wealth and wisdom.

As the owner of the Lex Group, a billionaire on par with the Wayne Group, he lives a much more low-key life than Thomas.

They constantly collect information on various powerful superhuman and nonhuman races, advance their technology, and stockpile weapons, dreaming of one day defeating those annoying superhumans in one fell swoop.

Just as Luthor was about to succeed, the two superhuman groups, Atlantis and Paradise Island, went to war.

The ever-expanding war destroyed several human cities, leaving humanity with no choice but to retaliate.

Before Luthor even had a chance to convert his accumulated power into the strength to fight superhumans, the world war swelled to the point of bringing about the apocalypse.

When Luther, with his men and weapons, rushed to the center of the doomsday battlefield, the tyrant Aquaman had already been defeated by the Kryptonian prisoners and, filled with resentment, activated the doomsday bomb that would take the entire world down with him.

At that time, life in this world probably only had about half a day left.

Looking at the ball of light that could initially only cover one city, Luther did not feel particularly desperate.

He believed he was well prepared and that even with only half a day left, he could resolve the doomsday bomb issue within a safe timeframe.

Luther silently led his men to rescue the dying Batman.

He knew that Batman's true identity was Thomas Wayne of Gotham City, and he had planned to use Thomas's abilities to work with him to rebuild and develop a new world that would no longer be dominated by superhumans after solving the Doomsday Orb.

But Thomas, who was determined to die, gave Luther an answer that was completely unacceptable.

That doomsday orb, enough to drive ordinary people around the world to despair, was not the biggest problem Luther thought it was.

"Our timeline is wrong. A normal world is about to arrive, a world where my child is still alive."

Seeing Thomas's fleeting smile, Luther broke down for the first time.

For the first time, Luther, who always prided himself on being a gentleman, couldn't help but resort to violence.

Luther roared as he waved his fists.

"What exactly constitutes a normal world?!"

"You're doing this for your child, but what about us?! What are we supposed to do?!"

After venting his emotions, Luther regained his composure, pulled out a handkerchief from his chest, and while wiping away the blood, coldly stared at Thomas Wayne, who was barely breathing.

Luther's eyes had never been so cold.

He ordered his men to take the man away and save his life.

"The normal world must be one that I, Lex Luthor, personally save and create!"

For the next half day, Luther didn't have time to think about dealing with the doomsday bomb.

The primary problem Luther needs to solve is how to save the timeline while preserving everything he owns.

Fortunately, fate wasn't entirely against him.

They sent him a simple speedster from a parallel world.

……

Luther stood up and glanced at the Flash, who was wearing a mind control device and connected to metal pipes that delivered high-energy nutrient solution and extracted the Speed ​​Force, and was running non-stop in a giant hamster cage.

"Eve".

A woman with her hair tied in a neat bun and dressed in a pristine white secretary's uniform walked briskly towards them.

"Boss?"

"I need to go out for a while."

Luther gestured to the Flash in the hamster cage.

"Please monitor his physiological characteristics and make sure his various indicators don't fall below dangerous levels."

Eve glanced at the tablet in her hand, which displayed eleven dynamic bar charts highlighted in red. She looked up and gave a knowing smile.

"Okay, Boss."

Luther nodded, casually straightened his suit, which remained impeccably tailored even in the final stages of the apocalypse, and strode out of the underground office made of special metal.

In Luther's primary plan, he intended to use the Speed ​​Force to find a perfect timeline where he could retain all his existing memories and wealth.

But Luther soon discovered that the difficulty lay in the fact that, in order to achieve his goal, the speedster simply could not withstand such a large-scale energy extraction.

After all, the energy required to maintain this accelerating magnetic field is already astronomical.

Luther quickly began to consider a second option: to take all remaining armed forces and invade another world.

He used some means to read the memories of that speedster, wanting to gather intelligence on the enemy first.

As a result, Luther saw a bunch of things he couldn't understand.

In this world of speedsters, a segment of people with superpowers are called superheroes.

Although Luther scoffed at the term, he had to consider one thing: this speedster known as The Flash had teammates behind him.

Moreover, whether it's due to some kind of pretense or Luther's speculation, there's a high probability that his teammates would actively investigate his whereabouts and choose to launch a rescue operation after discovering that the Flash is missing.

At the time, the Kryptonian prisoner who called himself Clark even suggested to Luthor that they should just ask for help from another world.

Luther, of course, scoffed at the suggestion, citing examples of the world's almost ruthless superhumans and the human army that had imprisoned Clark for decades.

"Human nature is treacherous. Even most of the superhumans in our own world are like this. How can you trust people from other worlds?!"

Clark fell silent.

"But what if they come to rescue people?"

Luther then quickly came up with a new plan.

This splits the timeline into several separate timelines to prevent the enemy from directly traveling through time and striking at the heart of the enemy's territory.

Subsequently, most of the other superhumans and armies in this world were sent to different temporary timelines by Luthor through various tricks and deceptions.

In particular, the extremely irritable Amazonian queen, in order to successfully control her, Luther used a swarm of nanobots that could continuously gnaw at the brainstem tissue.

Clark is a special case, though.

Luther had never seen an alien who, after being imprisoned and subjected to cruel surgeries for decades, could still maintain goodwill towards this world and hope for other worlds.

But Clark volunteered to Luther and also boarded the time-splitting device.

Luther wanted to persuade the other party to stay.

"You have the last chance for this stronghold to put up a military resistance."

"No, if they really manage to break through your multiple layers of preparations and get here, then the only chance actually depends on what kind of people they are."

Clark told Luther that he would help Luther observe first.

If the newcomers are indeed a group of righteous "superheroes," then Luthor could completely change his plan to seek help from another world.

Of course, in the end, Clark failed.

The person sent from the other world not only had one completely unexpected speedster.

There is also an evil superhuman who can crush Clark.

Otherwise, Clark's final plea to him wouldn't have sounded so desperate.

Luther went to a corner of the stronghold that was covered by a magnetic field.

Although he is the savior who brought together the last survivors of the world, Luther has absolute prestige among all the survivors in the stronghold who depend on him.

But this was the only person Luther couldn't see through, and he wasn't particularly interested in getting to know.

But the current situation no longer allows his preferences to influence decision-making.

She had lush, turquoise curly hair and wore a short purple women's suit jacket.

A woman, pale-faced, squatted on the ground, with grotesque scars spreading across both corners of her mouth, their stitches haphazardly intersecting.

She seemed to have spotted Luther from afar.

He stood up, clapped and laughed, and walked towards Luther.

"Oh, look who this is! My great benefactor!"

Luther's sleeve twitched slightly, and a miniature pistol fell into his palm.

He pointed the gun at the woman.

"Stay away from me, clown."

"Oh, what's wrong, Luther? I don't have any of those superpowers you hate."

The clown raised his hands, which were covered in white gentleman's gloves, and although he stopped walking, his fingers tapped nimbly as if dancing in the air.

Luther's gaze was drawn to it for a moment, his brow furrowed, and he immediately pushed his index finger into the trigger.

"What are you doing?"

The clown let out two strange laughs.

"I'm playing Croatian Rhapsody. Although there's no piano, such a turbulent time needs something elegant to accompany it."

Luther stared intently at the other man.

"The current situation? It seems you know why I came to see you?"

"Of course, of course, but I have one condition."

The clown's smile faded slightly.

"I know you've captured Batman. I'll hold those guys off for you. Hand Batman over to me."

Luther frowned. To be honest, he hadn't given up on the idea of ​​getting revenge on Thomas even now.

For the first time in his life, he was so filled with hatred that he was driven mad, yet he refrained from killing Thomas, because he was determined to step on Thomas's face and tell him this after he had successfully built a new world.

Your son is gone. The normal world you imagine will never come. This is my world, Lex Luthor's world!

However, Luthor eventually agreed to the Joker's request.

The two kept a considerable distance as they headed toward the time-shattering device.

"When they step into our world again, I will use a pre-designed algorithm to disperse them all to different nodes where the most superhumans are deployed, but the one with the strongest life energy reaction will be sent to you."

The clown listened quietly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

She shrugged at Luther.

Luther cautiously took two steps back.

"You said you only have one condition."

"What? Does providing me with corresponding weapons support also count as a condition?"

The clown withdrew his hands, cupped them to his mouth, and screamed exaggeratedly.

"Do you really expect me, a woman who can't even kill a chicken, to fight someone who can fly and disappear?"

Luther's face darkened, his upper and lower teeth chattered and rubbed together, and his cheekbone muscles twitched and contracted.

"That's natural. What do you need?"

"All the weapons you've designed and manufactured so far that target superhumans."

Luther initially wanted to refuse, but after thinking for a long time, he nodded.

He pulled out a test tube containing a high concentration of nano-metal toxins.

"If you succeed, to prevent you from turning back and attacking me, you must drink this first before I hand over all the weapons."

The clown snatched the test tube, which was glowing with a silvery light, pulled out the stopper, and drank all its contents in one gulp.

"make a deal!"