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

Bruce's heart sank.

What Li Ang said is true.

He just had a fierce battle with Superman and has very little energy left.

With the power of Mother Box energy, Steppenwolf's living armor recovers at an extremely fast speed.

With one side gaining at the expense of the other, defeat was only a matter of time.

He glanced at his teammates struggling below, then at the endless army of Parademons within the teleportation beam.

For victory...

"Hahaha! Come on, Batman!" The Joker excitedly spread his arms wide. "Let's become one! Let's create a whole new work of art!"

Bruce looked at the dark giant exuding madness, then glanced at Li Ang, who was leisurely watching the show in the distance, and finally made his decision.

"Come!"

He squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

The next second, Ultraman Ginga transformed into a silver streak and deliberately crashed into Lugiel.

Lugiel also transformed into a purplish-black ball of light and went to meet it.

Light and darkness, order and chaos.

Two completely opposite energies collided, entangled, and merged violently in mid-air.

A blinding light burst forth.

When the light faded, a brand new giant appeared before Steppenwolf.

He retained the features of Ultraman Ginga and Lugiel, but the blue stripes on his body turned into an eerie dark purple.

The silver armor was covered with black magic patterns, the same color as the eyes.

Half of it is blue, representing light, and the other half is scarlet, representing darkness.

Galaxy Lugiel.

"This..." Steppenwolf sensed a terrifying power emanating from the newborn giant that threatened his life.

Without hesitation, he raised the battle axe high above his head and poured all his energy into it.

"die!"

The axe, capable of splitting the heavens and earth, cleaved down towards Galaxy Lugiel.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Galaxy Lugiel simply raised his right hand slowly.

hum!

Space seemed to freeze.

The battle axe, powerful enough to cleave a planet, suddenly stopped less than a meter above his head. The energy arcs on the axe blade pulsed wildly, yet it could not advance even an inch further.

Galaxy Lugiel's five fingers tightened suddenly.

Click!

With a crisp cracking sound, the battle axe that the Steppenwolf had forged from the divine gold of the Apocalypse Star shattered inch by inch, starting from the blade, and finally turned into scattered metal fragments.

The Steppenwolf was stunned.

He stared at his bare axe handle, his mind blank.

"It's over, hahaha!"

A voice, a blend of Bruce and Jack, both cold and manic, rang out.

Galaxy Lugiel's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared behind Steppenwolf and cleanly and decisively sliced ​​him down with a chop to the neck.

A beam of light shot out from Galaxy Lugiel's hand.

puff!

Steppenwolf's living armor, along with his indestructible body, was cleanly sliced ​​open from his shoulders to his waist.

The enormous wound was as smooth as a mirror.

Steppenwolf looked down at his disintegrating body, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only spat out a stream of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He suddenly looked up at the teleportation beam in the sky and, with his last bit of strength, activated the emergency teleportation.

A beam of light enveloped his soon-to-be-separated body, teleporting him back to headquarters before Galaxy Lugiel's second attack landed.

The battle is over.

With a flash of light, Ultraman Ginga Lugiel's body separated back into Ultraman Ginga and Dark Lugiel.

Bruce's chest timer was flashing wildly as he knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

The clown, on the other hand, reverted to his human form, standing atop the toy train and surveying his army of toys.

In the battle just now, his toy soldiers "converted" hundreds more Parademons.

"Everyone."

The clown spread his arms wide, his face flushed with a sickly redness, and his voice was full of pleasure.

"After that battle, I've realized something!"

"The Hobby-Hobby Fruit and the soldiers created by Lugiel—as long as I defeat the enemy, no matter where I am, I can turn them into my new toys."

The Joker's voice echoed across the silent battlefield, each word like a heavy hammer blow to the hearts of the Justice League members.

"What...what did he say?"

Barry Allen had just peeked out from behind the pillar when he heard those words, and he almost shrank back down.

"Remote conversion?" Cyborg's mechanical eyes flashed red as he immediately began calculating the terrifying nature of this ability.

"This means his army can grow exponentially, as long as there are enough targets..."

"My God." Hal descended from mid-air, the light from his Green Lantern ring dimming slightly. "If he just dumped this army into any city..."

The consequences could be disastrous.

At that time, the entire city will be defeated by those seemingly harmless toy soldiers without them even realizing it, and then become new dolls on the clown's collection shelf.

This could be a disaster even more terrifying than Steppenwolf.

Bruce knelt on the ground and struggled to his feet.

As his energy was depleted, the Galaxy form automatically deactivated, and he reverted to his Bat Armor form, his face as pale as paper beneath the mask.

He looked at the clown, then at the toy soldiers who were still chasing the remaining Parademons.

Every Parademon that falls means a new toy soldier is born.

The Joker's army is expanding at a visible rate.

"Diana!" Bruce's voice was hoarse and urgent.

"Hmm?" Diana had just used her Lasso of Truth to bind the last few elite Parademons when she heard the voice and turned around.

"Release them."

"What?" Diana thought she had misheard. "Bruce, these are the vanguard of Apokolips. Let them go..."

"I said, let them go!" Bruce's voice rose, carrying an unquestionable determination.

Diana was stunned.

She looked at Bruce, then at the Joker, and instantly understood what Bruce meant.

Compared to these Parademons that can be tracked and defeated head-on.

The Joker's snowballing toy army is the real threat capable of overturning the entire order of Midgard.

She gritted her teeth and finally released the Lasso of Truth.

The demons, as if granted a pardon, roared and charged towards the soon-to-close teleportation beam, disappearing into the night.

After doing all this, Diana turned around and stood behind Bruce with Cyborg, Hal, and Barry.

Their target is no longer alien invaders.

Instead, it was the "teammate" who had just been fighting alongside them.

The clown stood atop the toy train, watching this scene, his smile growing ever brighter.

He wasn't surprised at all; instead, like a theatergoer, he gently clapped.

"How moving," he said in an aria-like tone, "the heroes of justice have finally found their true enemy."

"Jack!" Bruce stepped forward, each step making a crunching sound on the gravel. "Stop your army."

"Stop? Hahaha!"

The clown tilted his head, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Why? My soldiers are purifying this world!"

"To transform those ugly, violent aliens into lovely, timeless works of art."

"Isn't this what you heroes most want to achieve? A perfect world without crime and war?"