He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"It's him!"

Barry Allen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He pointed at the arrogant figure standing on top of the train, his voice trembling.

"That Venta! That madman who can turn people into toys!"

Hal's face turned green instantly.

He remembered Diana being transformed into the Lasso of Truth, and the gangsters whose existence was instantly erased.

"Damn it! He's everywhere!"

"Everyone!"

Bruce, transformed into Ultraman Ginga, issued a deep warning, his voice carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"If you don't want to be turned into a toy, stay away from him! Avoid any physical contact!"

No sooner had he finished shouting than a Parademon roared and descended from the sky, its claws reaching for the Joker's head.

The clown didn't turn around, but simply raised his left hand, which was wearing a white glove, and snapped his fingers.

The ferocious-looking demonoid suddenly stopped in mid-air, its massive body rapidly shrinking and deforming in a purplish-red halo.

It took less than a second.

A small plastic soldier doll, about the size of a palm and wearing demon-like armor, fell onto the clown's shoulder.

The clown picked up the doll, put it to his lips, and blew on it.

"Look how cute it is."

A red light flashed in the doll's eyes, then it jumped off his shoulder, pulled out a miniature battle axe, and joined the army of ground toys.

The audience was silent.

Hal's Green Lantern turrets forgot to fire.

Barry was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes and nearly crashed into the steel-framed metal wall.

"He...he turned monsters into toys too?"

Steel Bone's mechanical eyes flashed wildly, analyzing what had just happened.

"It's a conceptual rewriting... He directly altered the material form and definition of existence of the target from the underlying logic."

In the corner, Li Ang contentedly popped a kernel of popcorn into his mouth, a smile of appreciation appearing on his face.

"Not bad, you're getting more and more skilled at developing the Fun Fruit."

Thor watched in stunned silence, forgetting to eat the hot dog in his hand.

"Li, is this clown really that good?"

Steppenwolf watched as his loyal soldiers were turned into laughable toys, one by one, and even turned against his own troops. His ugly face twisted with rage.

"Blasphemy!"

He roared, abandoning his fight with Bruce, and turned his battle axe into a dark red streak, slashing straight at the Joker!

"Well done!"

Instead of dodging, the clown excitedly opened his arms as if welcoming a grand fireworks display.

"Let me see if the god of Apokolips can become the brightest star on my collection shelf!"

The battle axe, capable of splitting mountains and cleaving the earth, was about to fall.

The clown pulled out a short stick from his pocket—a stark contrast to the Galaxy Spark, entirely black and wreathed in ominous purple light.

Dark Spark.

He lifted it high, and his maniacal laughter echoed through the sky.

"Lugiel!"

boom!

A towering, purplish-black beam of light shot up from the ground and collided violently with the Steppenwolf's battle axe.

The light dissipated.

A dark giant, the complete opposite of Ultraman Ginga, appeared in the center of the battlefield.

He was covered in dark purple armor, with a red V-shaped timer on his chest, and his eyes glowed with an ominous red light.

Dark Lugiel.

The Steppenwolf was knocked back more than ten meters, with purplish-black arcs of electricity remaining on its battle axe, and its tiger's mouth felt faintly numb.

He looked at the two giants, one on his left and one on his right, one in light and one in darkness, and his expression finally turned ugly.

tricky.

Very tricky.

"One...two..."

Steppenwolf gripped his battle axe, and the Mother Box markings on the surface of his living armor flashed wildly, repairing the cracks that had just been caused by the shockwave.

He could sense that each of the two giants in front of him possessed an energy level no less than that of the Kryptonian from before.

Especially the dark giant, whose aura of chaos and destruction made him feel a chill.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lugiel's clown form let out a deep, arrogant laugh that resonated directly in everyone's minds through energy resonance.

"One isn't enough! Of course, we'll have to take them both on!"

Before he finished speaking, Bruce had already moved.

Ultraman Ginga's figure transformed into a streak of light, cutting in from the side, his Ginga Light Blade piercing straight into Steppenwolf's waist joint.

Steppenwolf parried with his axe.

clang!

The deafening clang of metal colliding was deafening.

But this time, he couldn't deflect the attack as easily as before.

Bruce's light blade pressed firmly against the axe, pushing him back half a step.

At the same time, Lugiel moved.

He didn't use any fancy moves; he simply and brutally raised his right arm, and dark purple energy gathered into a ball.

"Dark Spark Gun!"

boom!

A purplish-black beam of light, thicker than heat vision, struck the Steppenwolf's back without warning.

Alarm bells rang in Steppenwolf's mind. He suddenly unleashed his power, blasting Bruce away and forcefully twisting his body.

The beam of light grazed his shoulder armor and struck the distant wreckage of the Kryptonian ship, leaving a bottomless crater.

"Hey! Batman!" the Joker complained, annoyed. "You're blocking my way!"

"Get out of here!" Bruce hissed, charging forward again.

Two giants, one upright and honest, with steady and methodical moves.

One is treacherous and cunning, specializing in underhanded tactics.

For a time, Steppenwolf was forced to retreat steadily by the combined attack of the two, and could only passively defend.

"What... what's going on?"

Barry hid behind a broken pillar, watching the scene of gods fighting, his jaw almost dislocated.

"Batman is...fighting alongside that Joker?"

"Don't stand there!" Hal's green-light fighter flew overhead, strafing the Parademon swarm below. "Clear the minions!"

Although the main battlefield was taken over by three giants, the Parademons still poured out of the teleportation beams in an endless stream.

Cyborg, Diana, Hal, and Barry have been forced to form a defensive line, barely managing to stop the Parademons from rushing towards the Mother Box.

"No, there are too many!"

Cyborg's right arm transformed into an energy cannon, blasting seven or eight Parademons to pieces, but more Parademons poured in through the gap.

"Bruce's light won't last long!"

In the corner, Li Ang, who hadn't moved an inch, finally put down the popcorn bucket.

He stood up and shouted something towards the center of the battlefield.

"Hey, those two fighting over there, they're so inefficient."

"You can combine."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Bruce and Lugiel, who were besieging Steppenwolf, both stopped at the same time.

"A fusion?" Lugiel tilted his head, his crimson compound eyes gleaming with extreme interest. "Sounds intriguing!"

"Are you crazy?!"

Bruce refused without even thinking.

Merging with this madman? He'd rather run out of energy and be forced back to his original form.

"Look," Li Ang pointed to the red timer on Bruce's chest that had begun to flash rapidly.

"Five more minutes, and you'll have to turn back."

"So, do you think this big guy will tear you apart first, or try to negotiate with you?"