Chapter 2893: Ask for help off the court

"farewell!"
With a click, the button was pressed, and Darkside waited for the relief from being swallowed by the void.
......
There was no movement, the battlefield was surprisingly quiet, only the sound of the Vulcan sword falling to the ground blocked by Omega's position was so clear and sweet.
"I said! Farewell!"
Darkside maintained his protection again and pressed the button again.
"Click."
Nothing, except for the sound of metal collision, nothing happened.
"Crack, click, click..."
He frowned and began to press the button violently, but the mother box seemed to be malfunctioning, let alone detonating a bomb, even the box was about to crack.
Barry returned to the death knell with an electric light. He could not break through the Omega position of the dark tyrant, so he could only come back and ask what was going on.
"Slade?"
"Ah, I had a plan." Su Ming calmly hooked Xiao Shan's neck, and took out a cigarette to light up his stunned eyes admiring Darkside: "You thought I punched Hal through the center of the earth. Is it purely for fun? Think about it, what will happen if a white lantern man hits the black lantern lamp furnace?"
Xiao Shan slapped her thigh and suddenly realized it, and said with a smile: "Black lights and white lights are the same level of energy with opposite attributes. If Hal hits the black light main lamp furnace, then the thing must be scrapped."
It's like the neutralization of acid and alkali, like the neutralization of positive and negative particles, like the neutralization of superfast force and static force...
As a scientist, Barry can come up with a lot of real-life examples in chemistry and physics. Everyone now exists in the dimension of reality, so you must abide by the rules of reality.
That is balance.
"I dare not say whether it is scrapped or not, but at least the detonating device is broken. I have a black lamp ring, or an improved version of "Death". With a little mental power, I can feel where the main lamp is. "
Su Ming spit out a cigarette, looked at Darkside in the distance, and then took out his own lights and loud speakers to shout:
"Uncle Da! Who gave you the courage to use the black lamp to play games with me, the Lantern man? Liang Jingru?!"
No matter how good the dark tyrant is to raise his qi, he seems to be unable to bear it at this time. He threw away the trash box in his hand and shouted angrily:
"Shut up! Are you laughing at me?!"
"You think so, so be it." The death knell flicked the soot to the side and moved his chin: "Are there any new ways to play? If not, it's my turn."
"You can't compete with my Omega force field. The real me has risen. I am different from the past. Your mortal methods can't hurt me!"
Darkside increased his energy output. It was a special energy of Omega effect mixed with the light of the black lamp. It was completely different from the scorching heat of the past. It was a kind of bone-chilling chill that made people feel cold.
The light on his body was brilliant, and the four Senisto who were besieging him instantly shot off, and he became huge again, as if he was preparing for a head-on decisive battle.
Anyone who is close to the force field around him will be trapped in a situation where space and time are suspended, unable to make an inch at all, even if Senistor uses the parallax monster to open the way, it is still difficult to break through.
"It turns out that there is still this purpose in blocking the planet. Even if the bombs are not detonated, is there still a "iron cage duel" gameplay?"
Su Ming loosened the Flash's neck and handed the horn to Strangler to carry him. He smiled and slowly clapped and said:
"As expected of Darkside, your plan is not even more coherent than Perpetua, but guess what? I also expected that there will be a plan when your plan fails, so I also prepared a plan for you. Hard enough opponent."
Speaking of which, Darkside also has a psychological weakness, that is, extreme self-confidence.
In the comic stories of the previous life, Su Ming noticed that when Darkside attacked the earth, there were always steps.
First throw out your stupid son or one of his subordinates, bring a partial division to attract the attention of the Justice League, and then take the opportunity to let them fall into the trap, and then Uncle Da himself has another dark plan operation, launching the army to play the frontal battlefield. Everywhere they have to press the Zhenglian head, it seems to be such a good beer.
However, as long as Batman is there, any traps and conspiracies are doomed to fail, so every story with Darkside can be directly fast-forwarded to Uncle Darling to end in person, and then be defeated by Superman and Wonder Woman, or Find out-of-field assistance to defeat.
This is not once or twice, but always.
The more Darkside wants to beat Batman in strategy, and the more he wants to beat the entire Zhenglian in combat power, the more he will make such a plan, commonly known as the head iron.
He is not weaker than others in his life. He doesn't want to, and doesn't bother to change his style, just to convince the Justice League to lose.
What Su Ming showed to Darkside in the past was the image of a conspirator, and the most impressive thing was the various plans. Then Darkside must first engage in a conspiracy contest if he wants to deal with him.
He wants to make the enemy have nothing to say, no way to go, and feel the coming of Omega, which is the end of all things.
Unable to resist, unable to refute, speechless, just so desperate, because the dark side is equal to Darkside, and Darkside is always there.
And this is also expected by the death knell, this is the effect that the analysis of intelligence can produce, and at the same time, it sees through another trap hidden under the words and deeds of the other party at this time.
"An opponent? Hahahaha! Who can be called my opponent?!" The black lamp tyrant's face twitched, and his rotten gums fell off: "I said, I am anti-life manifestation, who can Kill the realization of a concept?!"
Seeing that he was still acting, Su Ming didn't grieve anymore, he raised his trumpet again:
"Clark! Come and help!"
"Superman? Hehe, his soul is still in my dead zone! He can't help you!"
The dark tyrant first listened, and then shook his head slightly, as if he didn't believe that Superman could do anything to himself.
However, just before his eyes, a red and blue light broke through the Omega force field outside the planet, and fell so lightly beside the death knell.
The Superman who arrived smiled and flicked his shawl and hair, and hit his elbow with the death knell: "I have come friends. I saw myself appearing in the story and guessed that you should need help. A superhero like me, Always responsive!"
Yes, his name is Clark, but he is actually called the Supreme Superman.
What barriers, time, and parallel worlds are not a problem for him, he only needs to shout like he is seeking help from a superman on earth, and he will be able to arrive in an instant.
"Thank you, buddy, you probably saw it too. Our old friend, a Daxide split turned into a black lamp corpse, and gave himself a turtle shell with mutated energy, which made it a little difficult for us to start. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, can you smile and warm his cold and dark heart like a hot sun?"
When it comes to breaking through various barriers or energy and conceptual barriers, Superman is an expert in this area.
Long-haired Clark's head turned quickly, his eyes swept across corners and corners, and he asked in a low voice, "Is the camera crew still there? Are you planning to make a series for me? Well, I watched the documentary last time, but it was a lot. Only my back was photographed at that time."
"But you also have the s logo on your cloak, as well as this iconic long hair, and your smile is so sunny. After broadcasting on Channel 52, it should be no problem to be recognized." The death knell also lowered his voice and replied. It's as if there are really invisible photographers: "No matter what you do, you must proceed step by step, especially whitewashing. Don't be anxious."
"That's right, cough cough!" The little Superman immediately became serious. He flew into the air and shouted at the dark tyrant with a serious face: "Darkside! Stop! With my Supreme Little Superman here, just You won’t be allowed to destroy the world! Even the world of those disgusting little blue people!...Wait, you shouldn’t say that. Cut the last sentence out."
He turned his head, and made a scissor gesture at nowhere.