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Chapter 433: Enemies Not Worthy of Respect (Please subscribe, read, and comment on the monthly ticket)

Martin had just entered the sonic boom tunnel when he was attacked.

The attack method used by the unknown enemy is much more advanced than that of this alliance. The opponent uses the power of space to directly interfere with Martin and others' transmission.

In an instant, the space around Martin began to twist and split, constantly decomposing and repeating, reflecting thousands of different positions, trying to pull Martin's body to different spatial positions.

"Ron, immediately transform and leave this place. Don't worry about me."

Martin was no stranger to spatial changes. Although he didn't know how the other party affected the sonic boom channel, he had a solution.

Therefore, at the moment of the attack, Martin's first thought was to ensure the safety of the Martian Hunter.

The Martian Hunter instantly became ethereal and had no mass, so even if space was torn, it would be difficult to cause real damage to him.

He wanted to pull Martin away, but in his virtual state, no one could hurt him, and he couldn't affect anything else.

What’s even worse is that due to the division of space, the laws of physics are also broken, and light and sound become blurred.

The sound made by the Martian Hunter could only be transmitted in a small space around him, and he could see less and less, especially Martin's figure.

However, Martians rarely rely on physical senses to communicate deeply. He quickly captured Martin's mental fluctuations and tracked Martin along his mental lines.

This was not an easy task. The collision of the space channels caused space fractures, but new space soon emerged from those fractures to fill the gaps.

Almost no matter can survive in the newly added space. Any matter that condenses together and tries to become some new object will be wiped out the next moment.

If it wasn't the Martian Manhunter who was traveling with Martin today, but other members of the Justice League, it would be almost impossible for them to escape from these broken spaces.

"The power of the earth spirit is as steady as Mount Tai, but I am determined."

Martian Manhunter finally saw Martin's shadow, and at the same time heard his voice overlapping with the bear's roar.

The Martians saw a giant bear covered in rock armor, standing on a yellowish-brown halo and roaring upward.

Then, the khaki halo turned into solid earth, which continued to spread outwards and carried everything around it.

Those broken spaces above the earth were connected by some special rules, and their continuity and integrity were restored in the blink of an eye.

"Martin, are you okay?"

The Martian Hunter followed the mental fluctuations to Martin and saw him lying on the ground as if facing a rock.

"In order to suppress these spatial cracks, I used too much earth spirit power at once, and it's a little out of control. Don't worry, just take a break!"

Martin lay on the ground, quietly sorting out the earth spirit power in his body, and the solidified rocks gradually turned back into flesh and blood.

"I'm glad you're okay. Our current situation is not good."

The space crack that could consume everything was finally closed, but Martin and Martian Hunter fell into a desert.

The Martian Hunter looked around, and although he only saw the yellow sand blown up by the strong wind, he still felt the danger.

The barren desert is not a hopeless situation for them. The Martian Hunter can fly. If no one stops him, he can choose any direction and leave the desert in no time.

Not to mention that Martin is in control of a Mother Box and can go wherever he wants.

But the unknown attacker had put in so much effort, how could he let them get away so easily?

"Your feeling is correct. A large number of lives have just landed in this desert and are rushing towards us."

Martin was lying on the ground, and he had not yet sorted out the earth spirit power inside his body, so his voice seemed a little dull and slow.

"I admit that I was indeed careless today. I didn't expect those guys to have the Mother Box in their hands, which led to you falling into such a situation."

"Darkseid is indeed plotting against the Earth. Even though Apokolips's war capabilities are enough to crush the Earth, he still won over some of the Earth's forces. He even went so far as to send us treasures like the Mother Box, hoping to make us kill each other and consume our strength to facilitate Apokolips' next attack."

The activity of the original mother box is very special. Even the mother box in the hands of human kings privately destroyed the activity inside the mother box.

After staying in Martin's hands for a while, a hint of activity began to emerge inside the mother box. Although it was very weak, it did absorb some of Martin's characteristics.

It was through this feature that Martin sensed that the things that interfered with the sonic boom channel were the replica mother boxes from Apocalypse.

"This is really bad news."

Martian Manhunter quite agrees with Martin's opinion: "If Darkseid didn't know the situation on Earth, maybe we could still launch a surprise attack on Apokolips' army. But now, we can only think about how to organize an army."

"I'm afraid Mars doesn't have an organized army."

Martin laughed twice, and the rock armor on his body moved, making a jingling sound. Then he stood up, looking like a bear warrior in the game.

He looked at the things in the distance that came out of the sonic explosion channel. He didn't know what they were, but they caused a large amount of sandstorms. The sandstorms rose into the sky along with the strong winds in the desert, even blocking the sun.

"Is this also the news you got from another world?"

Martian Hunter senses the enemy through his mind, feeling pain first, and then this pain turns into confused chaos through physical torture.

"I don't need to get news from another world to know that you don't know much about military affairs. When it comes to war, it's never too late to underestimate others when making plans. There's really no such thing as taking shortcuts."

Martin answered the Martian Manhunter's question, then took a step forward and stomped his foot down hard.

Boom!
The power of the earth spirit instantly spread to the entire desert, but the sand did not react at all. Instead, the dust dancing in the wind seemed to instantly weigh a thousand pounds and smashed directly to the ground.

The strong wind in the desert was still raging, even stronger than before, howling and able to blow up an adult man.

But those things that ran out of the sonic explosion channel could no longer use the sand and dust to hide their faces.

Only then did Martin and Martian Hunter see the true appearance of those things.

Those things looked like enlarged muscular men with pale skin, but their facial features were atrophied to varying degrees. They were wearing black armor and holding Apocalypse weapons in their hands.

"These poor things are the product of genetic modification. Although they are not as good as the technology of Apocalypse, they are already incredible technology for Earthlings."

Martian Manhunter has not only been to Mars, but has also been to other planets, so he understands this genetic modification technology.

"This thing is a complete failure and has absolutely no merits. Every human on Earth has superpower genes in their bodies. As long as we find the right way to trigger it, it is not difficult to turn people into superhumans." Martin belittled the other party's approach, but he knew in his heart that it would take a lot of energy for the naturally awakened superhumans to become an organized army.

For those who can work with Apokolips, this is the biggest disadvantage.

What they need are weapons that completely obey their orders, so genetic modification is the best solution.

Not only can it turn ordinary people into excellent weapons, but it also eliminates the need to worry about rebellion. It's simply too good to be true.

As for thinking, those people don't think that is what low-level soldiers should do.

"These things remind me of those monsters Luther created."

Martin thought about the monsters that the furnace created in the underground base using restraint and superhuman genes when he was going to hunt down the Knights of Lun.

"It seems that Luthor doesn't love humans as much as he says. At least these things can't be made by cloning."

Martin silently kept this matter in mind. This was another clue to find the person behind the scenes.

At the same time, the cyborgs have rushed out, and more cyborgs are rushing out from the sonic explosion channel.

"rise!"

Martin waved his bear paws and slapped the sand, instantly raising sand waves several meters high that rushed in all directions, sweeping up the cyborgs who had not had time to open fire.

The sand controlled by the power of the earth spirit became harder. Countless grains of sand gathered together and rotated at high speed, becoming no different from a blade.

The sand kept scraping against the bodies of the cyborgs. Although it could not break through the black armor, it rolled up the cyborgs and threw them farther away.

"These people have good skills, but their tactics are a mess. What's the point of just throwing out a bunch of cyborgs? Even if they can fight a hundred people alone, they can't be as effective as heavy artillery, aircraft, and drones of the same value."

Martin casually complained about these people's tactics.

Although those super villains have incomparable creative ideas and hands-on abilities to ordinary people, they use old-fashioned thinking when it comes to how to use them, which completely wastes their investment in these technologies.

"That's not true. The demon-like army on Apocalypse is much more exaggerated than what we see now."

The Martian Hunter turned into an ant the size of a fist, burrowed into the sand, and rolled around. The sand then turned into more ants, crawling out along the sand, burrowing into the bodies of the modified humans, and gnawing on them.

He can use his mental power to directly penetrate the brains of these things and transform people. Although their consciousness is chaotic, it still exists.

As long as the power of the mind is used to forcibly destroy the last consciousness of the transformed people, their brains can be turned into a mess, and even their internal organs can be burned.

Cyborgs are also human beings, and their self-awareness is suppressed to the lowest level, but such consciousness is still needed to maintain physical activities.

Once this last pitiful consciousness is destroyed, no matter how strong the bodies of these transformed people are, they can only perform some mechanical repetitive movements and are unable to cope with battlefield work.

"Apocalypse can use the Mother Box to indiscriminately transform all races into demon-like creatures best suited for war. Can these guys on Earth do that?"

Martin really despised that group of people.

Those guys have been hiding behind the scenes until now, and they are pushing the Assassin's League as a shield.

Such people are not worthy of being considered as opponents by Martin.

"The power of the fire spirit!"

The earth is good at defense, and although it can be earth-shattering when it gets angry, the noise is too loud. It is not a good choice to play all the cards at once before the opponent has run out of tricks.

The fire suddenly appeared and turned into a fierce flame that enveloped Martin in an instant.

The next moment, a red and white crane flapped its wings and flew into the sky, trailing a long trail of flames and scattering countless feathers, before falling into the desert like a meteor.

The cyborgs in the desert finally had a different reaction to the flames falling from the sky.

Some of the cyborgs stretched their bodies and merged with the weapons in their hands, releasing large amounts of energy beams to knock down the falling feathers.

Some of the cyborgs merged with other cyborgs, and their armor became thicker and longer, just like a tank, forming a defense on the spot.

Some of the cyborgs grew a bunch of nozzles on their backs and flew directly into the sky, trying to catch Martin who had transformed into a flaming crane.

"You guys are as slow as a snail and your reaction ability is slower than a tractor. You think you can catch up with me? Dream on!"

Martin's voice spread across the sky along with the loud cry of cranes.

Those feathers that had fallen or had not yet fallen exploded directly, and the raging flames spread all over the space from the sky to the earth. The scorching heat and violent shock waves hit all of Martin's enemies.

The modified humans who were chasing Martin were the first to be hit. Their bodies were torn into different parts, and the high temperature and flames turned the broken bodies into charcoal and ashes.

Those modified humans specialized in shooting dug a sand pit on the spot and hid underground, but the flames swept across the sand and burned it into turbid glass.

The tank-like cyborgs withstood the high temperature of the flames and the shock waves, but the ants controlled by the Martian Hunter drilled into the gaps and gnawed at their flesh and armor.

Those who can survive in the universe and be remembered by the Martian Hunter have their own special characteristics. This kind of alien ant has a strong bite force of its jaws and can secrete acid that can corrode anything.

The first group of modified humans who rushed out of the sonic explosion channel were quickly killed by the joint efforts of Martin and Martian Hunter.

Martin implemented the principle of showing no mercy to the enemy in battle, and continuously promoted the power of the fire spirit, pushing the flames to heat up and spread to the entire desert, and finally blocked the sonic explosion channel.

Those modified humans who tried to rush out were bitten by the fierce flames before they even saw Martin's appearance. The flames would not be extinguished until everything that could burn in their bodies was burned out.

Martian Manhunter sensed the chaotic consciousness of these cyborgs and knew they could not be saved.

Even if the body can be restored to its original state, the destroyed consciousness will never be able to wake up.

So, he directly used the acid of alien ants to corrode the bodies of these modified humans.

Faced with the fierce offensive launched by Martin and Martian Hunter, the people hiding behind finally couldn't bear it anymore and gave up continuing to throw useless cannon fodder into the battlefield. Instead, they pulled out a complete army.
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