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Chapter 408 Allen Comes to Retrieve the Mother Box

"Take him down!"

The Amazon queen, whose expression had been calm, suddenly changed her demeanor.

The female warriors, who had been waiting for a long time, brandished their weapons and surrounded Allen.

"What are you doing?"

Allen looked at the numerous weapons pointed at him, the sharp, gleaming spears undoubtedly divine weapons. He then looked at Hippolyta with great incomprehension, and said pitifully, "Mom, you don't want Aidin to end up like Anna, without a father, do you?"

"You think you can fool divine beings with a mouth full of lies?"

Hippolyta's eyes flashed with cold light; she had lost all patience for further nonsense.

The race of gods created by Zeus, the king of the gods, is born with incredible magical abilities. In particular, the Amazon queen has an even stronger divine nature, and is in no way inferior to the demigods who are the offspring of the gods.

One of these abilities is the ability to detect lies.

"Damn it, old woman, you should have known better than to just play along," Allen said, looking annoyed.

"Take him away."

Upon hearing the word "old woman," Hippolyta's face turned frosty; no woman would want to admit to being old and losing her beauty.

Moreover, the genuine old woman felt as if she had been struck by lightning upon hearing this.

"No!"

As two Amazonian warriors carried Allen away from the palace, the palace immediately became much quieter.

Throughout the journey, Allen kept squirming and shouting, "I'm innocent, I want to be a good person..."

However, his shifty eyes betrayed him.

He looked around, peering intently at the cleavage of the Amazon warrior's chest.

After all, Paradise Island is spring-like all year round, and the female warriors need to train every day, so they can't wear too much. Gradually, this evolved into three-piece leather armor, which is truly a feast for the eyes.

Because of their constant training, the female warriors have firm skin without any excess fat. In addition, due to divine creation, they are born with three-dimensional and delicate facial features.

The magnificent waves swayed and trembled, and her delicate, light black skin was striking. Allen said with a serious expression, "Black girls are not out of the question."

Bang!

The female warrior, with a solemn expression throughout, threw Allen into the cell and stood guard in front of the iron bars without ever smiling.

Because of the self-inflicted tortoise-binding technique, Allen crawled up like a maggot, his face squeezed between two iron bars, distorted by the pressure. He asked in a cheeky manner, "Sisters, could you help me untie this?"

However, the two Amazonian warriors remained as still as statues.

……

A silent, dark night.

Tens of thousands of black lamp rings from the depths of the universe descended to earth like a bridge of magpies.

Upon entering the atmosphere, the Black Lanterns spread across the globe, independently seeking suitable targets to parasitize.

Wayne Manor.

Alfred looked at Bruce's tombstone with a dejected expression.

This is the Wayne family cemetery, where Bruce Wayne, the Batman, is naturally buried.

Too many superheroes have fallen during a major crisis.

The Justice League was nearly wiped out, but the Avengers survived, including Iron Man, Hulk, and Thor, as well as the supervillains that the world had overlooked.

Suddenly, at that moment, a jet-black ring quietly landed in front of the tomb.

"A lamp ring?"

Having assisted Bruce for many years, Alfred naturally knows many of the props.

In particular, Batman, who is said to have worn the seven-color ring, has a green and yellow ring in his secret base.

But this is the first time I've seen a black light ring.

boom!

Just as Afu was about to reach out and touch the Black Light Ring, a rotting hand burst out of the ground and grasped the ring.

"What's going on!?"

Startled, Afu involuntarily backed away.

Bruce, whose body had already decomposed, crawled out of his grave.

The rotting face, the stench emanating from his body, and the grotesque expression of unbearable hunger on his face made Alfred feel no joy at Bruce's resurrection; instead, he felt only fear of the unknown.

"Ah Fu, I'm very hungry."

Bruce twisted his body and made a hoarse sound.

"If you're not a young master, then what are you?"

Afu slowly retreated step by step, trying to create some distance before escaping.

From any angle, Bruce looked like a terrifying creature.

Roar!

Unfortunately, Bruce turned around and pounced on him.

Ah Fu's mournful screams echoed through the cemetery, then stopped within seconds.

Bruce, looking like a zombie, was chewing on a warm heart with great relish.

The same thing is happening all over the world.

Metropolitan National Cemetery.

boom!

In the still, dark night, a figure broke through the tomb and floated in mid-air.

Clark, once hailed as a god among men, has been chosen by the Black Lantern ring and become a member of the Black Lantern Legion.

His eyes were a dull, grayish-white, devoid of emotion; the only thing left was an insatiable hunger.

Twisting his stiff neck, he quietly gazed at the brightly lit metropolis in the distance.

bang...

With a sonic boom, the Superman zombie headed straight for the city where humans lived in search of food.

Along the coast where the waves crash against the shore.

The lighthouse hut where Aquaman once lived.

At this moment, under the lights, Mera lives a quiet life on land with her child with Arthur.

The Queen of Atlantis guaranteed that Arthur's children could return to inherit the throne once they came of age.

The curtains swayed slightly.

Mera glanced warily at the window and instinctively asked, "Joseph, it's late, don't make a fuss, go back to your room and go to sleep."

Only she and her son live in the lighthouse hut, and hardly anyone comes over on weekdays.

Therefore, subconsciously, he thought his son was playing a prank.

However, no one responded to her.

"Could I have misread it?"

Mera rubbed her forehead, feeling mentally exhausted.

Arthur's death was a huge blow to her, and she has not yet recovered from her grief, often becoming absent-minded.

I got up and turned off the TV, intending to rest early.

Then close the windows to prevent small animals from coming in at night.

Just as she was pressing the latch, Mera froze.

She saw a familiar figure in the darkness.

"Arthur!?"

The feeling of surprise vanished in an instant. Coming back to her senses, Mera was filled with anger.

She clearly remembered that her husband was dead, so the Arthur in front of her must be someone deliberately impersonating him to punish the person who desecrated the dead.

He grabbed the trident that was placed in the corner by the door and went out.

As soon as the door opened, the figure remained motionless on the road in front of the cottage.

"Who are you?" Mera asked angrily in a deep voice.

As I walked forward step by step, about ten meters away, I immediately smelled a putrid stench.

The footsteps stopped.

The matter seems strange.

Mera warily surveyed her surroundings, then calmly questioned, "Why did you do this?"

To dig up Arthur's body as a prank is an utterly incomprehensible insult.

Looking back at his former adversaries, they are either dead or no longer bothering him. Even if they still think about revenge, they would never do such a despicable thing.

"Mera, I miss you so much."

Throughout the entire encounter, Arthur kept his head down, and the night was overcast, preventing Mera from seeing his face clearly.

However, upon hearing the sound, Mera's body trembled with excitement.

It was her husband's voice.

The couple knew each other so well that their appearances, voices, and even their breaths were etched into each other's souls.

Although Arthur's voice sounded hoarse, Mera was absolutely certain it was her husband.

"Arthur, you're alive?"

Mera looked incredulous.

When the body was brought back, it was confirmed that there were no physical characteristics. Even with Atlantis's advanced medical technology, it would have been impossible to bring the dead back to life.

Moreover, since it has been buried for several months, there is no possibility of it regenerating.

"Mera, I missed you so much, so I came back from hell."

As he spoke, a cruel smile crept onto Arthur's lips, who was keeping his head down.

"It's good that you're back. I'll take you back to Atlantis and I'll definitely heal you and restore you to your former state."

Upon confirming that it was her husband returning, Mera was already in tears.

what…

The next moment, taking advantage of Mera's relaxed vigilance, Arthur suddenly launched a sneak attack.

……

"Ooh ooh ooh... chirp chirp chirp..."

Even when locked in his cell, Allen remained energetic throughout the night.

The two female soldiers who were changing shifts stared in disbelief at Allen's performance.

"Guess which animal I'm imitating. Each person only has one chance."

Allen, with his legs slightly bent and arms raised high, swaggered around the cell.

"chimpanzee!"

"Red-bottomed baboon!"

The female warriors, in the prime of their youth, were much more enthusiastic than the two who were so rigid during the day.

Of course, they may look young on the surface, but they could actually be thousands of years old, yet they still retain a childlike heart.

"No, I'm imitating King Gigi."

Allen, with a lonely, smug expression, spread his hands and mocked, "Everyone says big boobs mean no brains, but I think your brains are all muscles."

"You cheated. We've never seen any King Gigi. You have to imitate human animals, otherwise how can you guess correctly?"

Nicole, with her red hair and a few freckles on her cheeks, was very indignant.

Anwei'er chimed in, "We can't touch anything from the outside world. You're bullying us. If you cheat again, we won't play with you anymore."

"In that case, I'll lower the difficulty and crush you with my intelligence."

After saying that, Allen lay flat on the ground, then stuck out his buttocks and started to crawl forward.

Its bending and stretching motion resembles that of an invertebrate crawling.

"Wow, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

After spending some time there, Nicole picked up a few interjections and questioned, "Are you trying to fool us with some kind of creature that doesn't exist on Earth?"

Allen continued his twitching motion, explaining, "I guarantee with my integrity that it exists 100% of the time, and you've definitely seen it."

"I see."

Anwei'er suddenly realized and guessed, "Is it an earthworm? When I fish or dig for earthworms, they crawl by stretching and contracting."

"His butt was clearly sticking out, I think he was imitating a moray eel," Nicole retorted.

"They're all wrong."

Allen jumped up and revealed the answer: "I was imitating dung maggots."

"..."

The two women were momentarily stunned, then gave each other looks of disgust.

They had indeed seen this thing before, but the problem is, who cares about such a disgusting creature?

woo woo woo...

Just as he was about to say something derogatory about Allen, a horn sounded outside the cell.

"What happened?"

Allen, his face pressed against the iron fence, asked excitedly, "It must be the Bachelor Village attacking your Fierce Woman Island!"

"War horn!"

"Has something serious happened?"

The Amazons, who have been preparing for war for a long time, know very well what the sound of the horn means.

It's nothing more than launching a war against foreign powers, or invaders attacking Paradise Island.

It may not be sounded even once every few decades or centuries.

The Amazonian community is currently in complete disarray.

All because our beloved Princess Diana has been resurrected as a zombie.

Hundreds of female warriors delayed and surrounded him.

Because it was a demigod, although it had been dead for several months, its body was still not decaying, with only a layer of gray covering its skin.

"She is not Diana, there is no need to hold back," Hippolyta commanded.

Through her own divinity, she could see that Diana before her was merely a puppet controlled by dark forces.

In particular, the initial act of pouncing on a member of the tribe and devouring his heart undoubtedly proved the suspicions in his mind.

"Of course I am Diana, the princess you have always respected."

The Black Lantern ring's ability to read and replicate the memories of corpses makes the Black Lantern zombies' fighting style exactly like Wonder Woman's.

The only difference is that it doesn't have a set of divine artifacts, but it makes up for that with the materialization of black blood, combined with its immortality, making it stronger overall.

One after another of her people was seriously injured, and with no other option, Hippolyta had to take matters into her own hands.

He seized the opportunity to imprison Diana with a golden lasso in his hand.

The Lasso of Truth.

The effects of confinement and speaking the truth.

However, while the body was restrained, the attacks manifested by the black blood never ceased.

While dealing with the Blacklight Zombies and unable to spare any time.

Inside the temple where the Mother Box was kept, the group of female warriors who had been guarding it day and night suddenly looked towards the entrance.

Good evening, everyone.

Allen waved politely.

While the guards were looking out, he used a teleportation spell to slip away.

Previously, the game of "I imitate, you guess" was used to find out the location of the mother box.

In the movie, it was placed in a palace-like setting, but unfortunately, its exact location is unclear.

He's not stupid; he's just enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens by imitating maggots.

"Anyone who sets foot on this sacred ground will be killed without mercy."

Antiop was on duty tonight, and he drew his sword as soon as he saw Allen.

The female warriors on both sides of the passage held heavy hammers. At a single command, they would immediately break the supporting wooden stakes, causing the entrance to collapse.

Although they perished together in this act, they still carried out their mission without hesitation.

Meanwhile, a group of female warriors around the Mother Box drew their bows and arrows, their eyes fixed on Allen, ready to shoot without hesitation if he dared to take even half a step forward.

"Have you ever been pregnant?" Allen asked sincerely.

"..."

Pregnant?

How could she be pregnant?

There are no men on Paradise Island.

Ok…

Antiop frowned slightly as a sharp pain shot through his abdomen.

"I'm taking pity on you and will let you withdraw your money once."

Allen, who was always at the entrance of the temple, secretly cast his own spells on each of the Amazon warriors.

Difficult labor with octuplets.

"It hurts, my stomach hurts so much."

"What happened? What did he do?"