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Chapter 340 So you call yourself Steppenwolf?

"boom!"

A dull, massive teleportation laser descended from the sky.

Stepping on the radioactive sand, Steppenwolf closed his eyes and let out a satisfied sigh.

"After all these years, I've finally been reborn!"

From being awakened by the Mother Box and arriving on Earth, to fighting against the alliance of humans on Earth.

After thinking and planning for so long, I've finally collected all the Mother Boxes!

Three Mother Boxes were enough for him to open the Boom Channel, allowing the great Darkseid and the Parademon Legion to descend upon Earth!

As he thought this, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves on the roadside trees, and Steppenwolf slowly opened his eyes.

He was a little puzzled.

In the past, whenever I returned or went anywhere, I was always followed by Parademons.

But today was unusual; he didn't hear the familiar flapping of wings from the Parademons.

It's like living next to a school and hearing the school bell every morning.

But when something you've taken for granted suddenly disappears, you'll feel a bit lost, no matter what it is.

Those dark golden eyes swept around, and then Steppenwolf's jaws opened like a pried-open safe.

His expression was blank and his gaze unfocused.

The proud warrior from Apokolips could hardly believe his eyes.

Wherever the eye falls, the metal skyscrapers transformed by the mother box crumble and collapse as if blown by a tornado.

The corpses of various demons were scattered everywhere.

The wreckage was fragmented by an unknown heat field, and there were also things blown into a blob of green slime, as well as things stuck to abandoned buildings like paint.

"this."

The Steppenwolf watched all this in horror, its mouth moving as if it wanted to say something but couldn't utter a word.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, he managed to utter with difficulty: "It was nothing short of a massacre!"

Yes, it was like a massacre; wherever your eyes looked, there were no intact bodies.

At the same time, a gloomy cloud settled over Steppenwolf's heart, like flour spilled on the ground.

He didn't know how to describe his current feelings: panicked and helpless.

If all the Parademons responsible for guarding the Mother Box have perished, is there any chance that the Mother Box, which was supposed to be protected, will still exist?

He didn't know how he got into the building where the mother box was stored.

But once inside, upon seeing the two large, empty holes in the center of the building's tallest pillar, Steppenwolf could no longer contain his rage and let out a deafening roar.

"No!"

He felt like he was going crazy. The Mother Box that he had painstakingly searched for and collected had been stolen!

"Who! Who is it?!"

Those dark golden eyes gleamed with a blinding red light, like a hungry wolf's. Staring at the Mother Box in his hand, Steppenwolf wished he could smash the Mother Box to the ground to vent his anger.

hum~

Before Steppenwolf could get too angry, the metal panel that had been standing in the abandoned tower deformed and reassembled.

Like a solution of steel being reconstituted, Darkseid, the bald man, emerged from the steel.

Steppenwolf.

Darkseid stood with his arms crossed, exuding a kingly aura, his eyes fixed ruthlessly on Steppenwolf.

He pressed, "Did you find the mother box I asked you to search for?"

He had failed on Earth before, a fact that Darkseid had always used to shame him, and he had always wanted to find an opportunity to get revenge.

Therefore, he took this matter very seriously.

Then, Darkseid, arms crossed and exuding a kingly air, saw Steppenwolf display a "Kenrad" expression on his face.

As for what Kenrad is?

Those were the lowest-ranking slaves on Apokolips. Everything was brutal on that terrible planet, and these poor creatures ate stones and were perpetually constipated.

"Great, the great Darkseid."

Steppenwolf wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead and pointed to the mother box in his hand, saying, "Good news, I've retrieved the last mother box."

"Um."

Hearing Steppenwolf's words, Darkseid exhaled a satisfied breath through his nostrils.

It seems Steppenwolf did a good job, collecting three Mother Boxes so quickly.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

He lowered his head, and even from a distance, Steppenwolf could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from him: "Now, use the Mother Box to open the sonic boom channel!"

He raised his hands, clenching his fists with a triumphant air, a hint of murderous intent creeping into his deep voice: "I will rule this barren planet and slaughter these uncivilized monkeys!"

However, just as Darkseid was making his grand pronouncements, Steppenwolf finally overcame his fear and mustered his courage to raise his head and say, "Great Darkseid."

"Perhaps I should tell you some bad news."

He cautiously raised his head, pointed with his large, fan-like finger at the steel pillar not far away, and said, "The other two Mother Boxes were stolen when I went to retrieve the third Mother Box."

Dead silence.

It's like the awkward, suffocating feeling of two people who met online walking into a hotel and discovering that they are actually the same sex.

"What did you say?"

Darkseid stared at Steppenwolf expressionlessly.

His outstretched arms hung naturally at his sides, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared at the wasteland wolf.

Yes, as those familiar with Darkseid know, this Dark Lord is truly enraged.

"I"

Steppenwolf wanted to say something in his defense, but a dull thud from outside the building interrupted him.

boom!

A dazzling golden light, like a blazing sun, covered the entire area, dyeing the blood sun, which had been transformed by the Mother Box, with a blinding gold color.

"Steppenwolf!"

A clear, youthful voice echoed through the area, causing Darkseid and Steppenwolf to squint in alarm.

"I heard you stole my things; perhaps it's time to return them!"

Boom!

As the sound faded, an abandoned school bus flew like a cannonball towards Steppenwolf's head and crashed down.

"Damn bugs!"

Steppenwolf's expression twisted; at this moment, he naturally understood who had stolen his Mother Box.

Raising his hand, he swung his sharp giant axe and cleaved the school bus in two. The Steppenwolf roared, pressing down with both legs to gather power in his legs, and then flew out of the ruins like a cannonball.

The howling wind swept past his ears, carrying boundless killing intent, and Steppenwolf landed heavily outside Cheberi.

"Human, how dare you?!"

Standing on the desolate plain, Steppenwolf immediately spotted the Justice League members he had just fought surrounding a blond boy.

The blond boy, dressed in a black suit and carrying a gentleman's cane, stood there calmly and nonchalantly, seemingly fearless. If he were to wear a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, an outsider might even mistake him for a scholar visiting Cheberi.

"So you stole the mother box!?"

Steppenwolf twirled the axe handle in his hand, golden lightning crackling around it, and his hammerhead-like head stared intently at Gino.

"I'll make you pay!"

The lightning crackling from the axe body surrounded the wasteland wolf, making it seem like a war god as it moved, stirring up dust as it charged toward Gino.

(End of this chapter)