Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 482: Old Monster Reprint! (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)
Luther's monster army was like a black tide, sweeping over everything they could see.

They seemed to be chasing Martin tirelessly, wanting to make this robot that was shining with a special light swallow up the darkness and become a part of themselves.

In order to achieve this goal, these monsters devour everything they can see, stones, trees, steel, plastic... natural or man-made materials are swallowed into their bodies and become part of their strengthening.

"Tsk, these monsters are really not picky about food. What on earth is a Mother Box? It can actually create such a magical thing."

Martin's senses were connected to the sensors around him, including the drones controlled by the artificial intelligence Gideon.

He saw what the monsters were doing behind him, and also saw the flaws revealed by the enemy after the battle line was extended.

But he was not in a hurry to expose the other party. Instead, he asked Jilin to continue controlling the drone to investigate the news and make sure to catch Luther's tail.

"Roar!"

Finally, the monsters chasing Martin stopped devouring. The largest one among them had grown to 20 meters in height. Its body was filled with steel, soil and other messy things. When it walked, it was like a war fortress, making a booming sound.

When the monster stopped, the surrounding monsters also changed the speed of chasing.

The monster's abdomen began to change. A mess of things gathered in its abdomen and gradually turned into a gun barrel. The mucus in the monster's body flowed into the gun barrel, producing an unknown chemical reaction, and fired a green biomass shell towards the robot in front.

Martin was always paying attention to the situation around him. When the monster fired a shell, he turned around suddenly, slid the wheels under his feet, leaned down to dodge, and at the same time, his arms transformed into a shield to block in front of him.

chi chi-

The biomass shells fired from the external body did not explode, but the corrosiveness of the mucus in it increased by more than one level, directly penetrating an entire abandoned steel plant.

The towering steel chimney lost its bottom support and collapsed to the ground with a creaking sound, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"As expected of a thing made by those new gods from Apocalypse. It's really unreasonable."

Martin was amazed as he looked at the pierced steel plant and the mucus that fell to the ground. Not only did it not lose its activity, but it even showed signs of expanding.

Luthor, who was in the command center thousands of miles away, watched the changes happening to the monster and couldn't help laughing out loud in surprise: "Good, good, this is what Luthor's work should be capable of. Keep attacking and show this bastard from the Justice League how powerful I am."

Luther knew that the witch did not use her magic, but seeing Martin defeated, he still rewarded the witch handsomely.

The stimulated monsters made noisy noises and moved further and further away from intelligent creatures, but they were more like pure beasts, full of destructiveness.

Then the war fortress was stimulated, took a step forward and continued to move. The monsters around it seemed to be given a shot of chicken blood, and their movement speed was more than one level faster than before.

"I wanted to use this opportunity to buy some time so that I could find Luther's traces."

Martin is looking not only for Luther, but also for the power he can call upon.

After all, the bald guy Luthor is not worth Martin's efforts. The power of the traitors of Apokolips in his hands is the real threat.

After Martin revealed all the secrets set up by the traitors to Apokolips in the United States, no matter how smart Luthor's big bald head was, it was useless.

No matter how smart he is, can he create things out of thin air and turn the ideas in his mind into reality?

Even Martin couldn't do such a thing, let alone Luther, a mortal.

"But since you have no bottom line, I will stop acting."

Martin stopped and two cannons emerged from his shoulders. His outstretched arms, abdomen, chest, legs and feet all turned into cannon muzzles.

The patterns of the fire dragon flowed on his body, and his energy core ran at an overclocked speed, drawing out huge amounts of energy and transporting it to various parts of his body.

Then, countless red lasers shot out from the artillery fire, flashing like meteors and illuminating the darkness of the abandoned industrial park.

The monsters were charging forward with all their might, totally unprepared for Martin's sudden explosion, and their crowded attack array had no possibility of adjustment at all.

So, these monsters could only watch as the lasers hit them like a meteor shower.

The sound of explosions rang out one after another, the flames were so bright that they even illuminated the night red, the high temperature distorted the air, and the shock wave continued to spread...

The originally ferocious monsters were blown to pieces. Even though they had combined their flesh and blood together, and even though they had swallowed a large amount of other substances, they were still fragile in front of the heavy artillery and had no resistance at all.

At least half of the semi-demonized soldiers were killed in this wave of bombing. Although not many large monsters fell, all of them had wounds, and many of them were seriously injured, with only one or two arms or legs left.

"No matter how strong the flesh and blood is, it is just flesh and blood. Thinking of relying on it to resist the attack of heavy artillery is no different from the Arabian Nights."

Martin's voice spread to every corner through the debris and stench of the battlefield.

Most of the remaining monsters were terrified. Their remaining brains could not understand why the big guy in front of them suddenly had such powerful strength.

What’s more important is that these things don’t know what to do next. Although they were designed to be obedient weapons, certain biological reactions have not been completely eliminated.

After being attacked by powerful force, these guys fell into a brief confusion, not knowing what to do next.

At this moment, the largest monster, which was like a war fortress, began to wriggle around its body. Tentacles stretched out from its body and swallowed all the surrounding monsters into its body.

"Here comes the same move again. Do you guys have no other moves besides repeating the changes in the second stage?"

Martin shook his head helplessly and did not give the big guy a chance to continue swallowing.

He leaped up, his whole body began to spin, and every gun muzzle on his body began to tilt its fire outward. Countless lasers danced in the night, forming a gorgeous flower of death.

When the flower of death bloomed, the remaining monsters were all lost in the splendor. Lasers pierced their bodies and turned them into pools of meat paste, falling to the ground.

The war fortress that wanted to swallow all the monsters into its body was empty-handed. Its tentacles stretched out without catching anything, and then it rushed towards Martin angrily, wanting to grab the target and tear him into pieces.

"You're kidding. You don't think that just because you're big, you're good at close combat, do you?"

Martin fell to the ground, looked at the tentacles rushing towards him, and laughed. Then, he stretched out his arms quickly, so fast that they left a trail of afterimages in the air, and grabbed all the tentacles that stretched towards him with his hands and tied them together.

Then, the energy core overclocks its output, and every structure in the body exerts force, even emitting streams of steam.

Although this monster was half the height of Martin and at least three or four times larger, Martin stood firmly on his feet, exerted his strength directly, and swung the monster up, spinning it three or four times on the spot before releasing his hands.

Boom!
The war fortress flew out and slid on the ground for a long time before it barely stopped, while also destroying an entire abandoned factory.

Martin picked up the steel pipe chimney that had been pierced by the War Fortress's biomass cannon, hugged the chimney with both arms, and ran towards the monster.

puff!

The war fortress had just stood up from the ruins when a steel pipe rushed towards it, pierced its body, sent it flying hundreds of meters away, and then nailed it to the concrete shell of an abandoned thermal power station.

The monster was struggling, but its modified body was recovering rapidly, trying to devour cement and steel to replace the damaged parts of its body.

"Bye now!"

Martin took out his crescent-shaped sword and slashed directly at the monster in front of him, first chopping off its head, and then literally cutting its body into eight pieces.

Then he leaped high into the air, the blade of his crescent-shaped sword caught fire, and then fell to the ground.

"Disappear, take your sins and sufferings with you and leave this world together."

The flame on the crescent-shaped sword did not look big, but the moment the blade pierced the earth, it began to absorb all the energy around it, reaching its peak in repeated convergence, and then erupted, like a volcanic eruption, countless flames rushed up to the sky, burning everything to ashes.

"Mr. Martin, I have found Luther's trail. He came to the central city through a tunnel. Some of the monsters came from cities on land, and some came from the sea. Please come and see for yourself for the details."

Martin stared at the burning sea of fire underground and handed the matter over to Gideon: "The job of collecting information is left to you. I will rescue Barry, and then we will go to the scene together."

He kept his eyes on the flames on the ground, fearing that the creations of the Mother Box would give him another big life so that he could survive in the flames.

As the flames gradually died down, the situation that Martin worried about did not happen. The bodies of the monsters were burned to ashes in the flames, leaving nothing.

Martin was worried, so he used the drone to scan the area carefully again before landing on the ground and reaching out to pull out the crescent-shaped sword that was stuck in the ground.

Although the flame was extinguished, the blade still emitted heat, making Martin's palms very warm.

He gripped the hilt of the knife, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he paced on the spot, and the flame patterns on his body lit up one by one.

Suddenly, Martin stopped, swung his long sword behind him, and shouted, "You idiots, do you think I'm blind? If I can't even see that there's something strange on my sword, then the thing on my shoulder is no longer a head."

Boom!
The blade sank into the land that had been burned into carbon, and a pile of dust was shaken out, spun several times in the air, and gathered into an illusory spirit.

"Fill it up, fill it up! The pain of torture, the unwilling hatred, with your blood, with your soul. Awaken, the thing of destruction!"

"Fuck, after technology and magic, your stuff actually has a third stage?"

Martin listened to the spell ringing in his ears, and all the complaints in his heart turned into a knife in his hand.

"However, your magic level is too low. You can only dream of trying to do this in front of me!"

His voice echoed with the flames on the blade: "The rising dawn and the blazing sun at noon will inevitably turn into dusk. Let dusk lead you to death!"

The spells Martin chanted were much more sloppy than those of the wizards on the opposite side. He just said some common things, but they did not point to anything in particular.

Normally, even a great wizard wouldn't do this. If the target of the spell is not obvious, it would easily waste mana and kill himself.

But Martin didn't have to worry about this. When he recited "Dusk Guidance", the power of Atum was activated, and the twilight light of dusk fell, directly attacking the wizard who was casting the spell.

"This is impossible. How can a robot like you use this ancient magic?"

The witch who cast the spell felt the divine power contained in the dusk light, and her jealousy, distortion, and greed finally converged into one sentence: "Revenge, my warrior!"

Blood fell to the ground, and part of the spirit was cut off. The two mixed together to form a twisted spell, which was the symbol of Apocalypse.

Martin felt the mother box was trembling, and then the carbon ash on the ground began to reorganize. Monsters and semi-demonized soldiers reappeared one by one, and their bodies and their remaining souls and consciousness began to appear in the material world again.

But it was short-lived.

Not long after these things appeared, they were twisted by the power of magic. All the flesh, blood, and souls were forcibly squeezed together, just like something a child casually kneaded out of plasticine, with no beauty and full of chaos.

Martin saw the Apokolips logo and stopped trying to stop him. "Gideon, I'm sending you some pictures. They are the key to freeing Barry and the others. You can carve this pattern at the place where Barry disappeared, and you can rescue him. Hurry!"

After saying this, he clenched the long sword in his hand and watched the monster in front of him gradually take shape, growing to thirty meters in length, fully armed, and becoming a veritable war fortress.

But the wizard who cast the spell disappeared.

"You are such a coward. You have the ability to stir up trouble, but you don't have the courage to look after what you have created. How far can you go in the end?"

Martin distanced himself from the monster and watched as an Omega symbol appeared on its body. This symbol then combined the materials on the monster's body together, turning all of these things into armor and weapons.

"It turned out to be a large demon-like creature!"

Martin recognized it at a glance. He had seen this kind of large-sized demon-like creature many times when he and Hal fought against Steppenwolf.

"It turns out to be an old friend. I thought that wizard could come up with something new with magic! This is not the third stage, but a replica of the old monster!"

Boom!

The large demon-like creature didn't understand what Martin said, so he launched an attack directly, and overwhelming attacks spurted out from its body.

(End of this chapter)