The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1260 The war begins

"Guys, those guys should have noticed us by now!"

Mr. Zhuoyue's voice rang out directly in their minds. Everyone understood that this was because of the mind channel set up by the Martian Hunter. They were communicating in a more efficient way and would not be eavesdropped on.

"According to the instruments, several high-energy reactions have locked onto you. These guys are about to open fire!"

"I think I should have noticed that big 'light bulb' by now."

Hal looked at the light that appeared in the distance; that must be the Reach Zerg's reaction as they accumulated energy weapons.

"Hal, did you bring your lampstove?" John asked hurriedly. "My lampstove isn't very powerful. Once it's fully charged, we can hold off the attack together."

"Don't worry, John." Hal wasn't flustered at all. He smiled and pointed to Cybertron, the mobile planet fortress behind him.

“We are different now than before; we don’t need to intervene in such attacks.”

As Hal spoke, the Cybertronian "ring" behind him changed. What was originally a single ring began to split into individual modules of equal size.

These modules enveloped Hal and the others, and then a semi-transparent energy shield appeared in front of them.

The energy shield had just been set up when the Reach fleet's cannons arrived at the same time, unleashing energy pillars nearly half the thickness of a planet onto the shield without reservation.

Two powerful energies collided, creating a terrifying yet breathtaking spectacle in the universe, brighter than the sun and more dazzling than the Milky Way.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful scene was created because of war," John lamented.

“Then remember this scene, and never dwell on it.” Superman stared directly at the collision. “It’s selfish, but is it enough that only we’ve seen this scene?”

“I agree,” Hal chimed in.

After a stalemate of about one or two minutes, the energy column gradually thinned from its initial thickness and eventually vanished.

"The enemy's attack failed to penetrate our shield."

Mr. Zhuoyue's excited voice rang in everyone's minds.

"Guys, I think after this mission I might have to apply to live on Cybertron for a while."

"Let's talk about it after the mission is over," Batman said calmly. "With an attack of that level, the opponent definitely won't be able to unleash it a second time in a short period of time."

"Everyone, get ready. I will deactivate the shield in three seconds. The war will begin after the shield is deactivated."

As soon as Batman finished speaking, the semi-transparent energy shield gradually dissipated. The Reach fleet had already surrounded them while he was counting down. Clearly, they knew that they could not continue forward unless they dealt with their current opponent.

Once the energy shield dissipated, the Reach fleet, which had been unable to contain itself any longer, launched its attack. Countless scarab warriors broke free from the spaceships and charged towards Cybertron single-handedly.

Meanwhile, the superheroes who can survive in the universe have also flown out of Cybertron. Even with powerful planetary fortresses, the Justice League's strong individual combat capabilities are one of its characteristics.

As long as they don't face those outrageous beings, the Justice League has never been afraid of anyone when it comes to group battles.

Long harboring resentment due to the Reach's invasion, the Reach immediately turned on the Scarab Warriors upon liberation, ready to vent their pent-up frustration. Although it looked like a gang fight, this was still a space war, and the Reach, with its fleet, naturally wouldn't relinquish this advantage.

A dozen or so spaceships began to display their ammunition capacity, but these dense targets were not the lone superheroes, but Cybertron in the distance.

This is natural, since superheroes are all too small and fast, making them difficult to aim at and prone to hitting their own people.

In this way, Cybertron, the size of a white dwarf, is practically a sitting duck; not aiming at it would be a waste of ammunition.

However, Yang Le had considered this problem in the early stages of the design. Just like in video games, why are tanks easy to hit? It's because they are big. Even if they don't want to hit you, the damage may still fall on you.

That's why Yang Le designed the Star Ring. This thing is not only a protective shield but also a guardian of Cybertron, capable of both protection and attack.

The ring of stars unfolded into several modules, scattered haphazardly around Cybertron. At the same time, these modules also changed, becoming independent turrets that began to intercept attacks coming towards them.

While intercepting, the Star Ring also releases a shrinking shield to block any that slip through, making it like an impregnable fortress.

“John.” Hal contacted another Green Lantern after taking down a Scarab Warrior.

“This will never end. We need to take down the enemy’s strongholds first, just like they did to us.”

“You’re right, Hal.” John had just finished replenishing his energy and put the lamp furnace Hal had given him into his lamp ring.

"We need to reduce their firepower first, so let's start with the two nearest warships."

"I'll go to the left, you go to the right, let's see who's faster!"

After saying that, Hal didn't give John time to react and charged towards the target warship without looking back, leaving John behind, both amused and exasperated.

"That's why I've never been able to respect you."

John, having finished his rambling, hurriedly followed, clearly indicating that although he hadn't agreed to the challenge, he wasn't prepared to admit defeat.

However, due to his false start, Hal was always much faster, landing above the Reach spaceship like a green meteor.

"Whoosh~" Hal brought his hands together, and a sword appeared between them.

If you look closely, you'll find that Hal's sword is much more complex than the one John conjured before, with even intricate patterns on the hilt.

As Hal clenched his fists, a continuous stream of willpower surged from the lamp ring, and the sword, like John's before him, was stretched continuously until it even exceeded the length of the warship in front of him.

Although he didn't want to take too many lives, Hal was by no means someone who didn't understand the situation. This was a war, a war that couldn't be resolved with words.

Once the longsword was fully completed, Hal swung it without much thought.

The sharp energy blade sliced ​​through the warship's outer armor like a hot knife through butter, then cut the entire warship in half without any resistance.

John, who was a step behind him, had no choice but to admit defeat. He eventually built a mech using the Lamp Ring and began firing at the Reach warships.

(End of this chapter)