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Luther narrowed his eyes and looked calmly at the girl in red who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Whoever you are, if you think you're going to appear in front of me out of thin air and I'm going to be shocked and in awe, you're probably going to be disappointed."

Luther said expressionlessly.

"I've seen a man fly."

Pandora didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "I have a mission to save this world from the evil I once released.

Those evils have taken root in the hearts of people like you and are constantly decaying. The heart of darkness. "

Lex Luthor raised an eyebrow.

"Can't you guys take a look at yourselves in the mirror first when you talk?" He glanced at Circe next to him, the only magic expert in the team, "Is this the box I thought about?"

Circe looked solemn: "I'm afraid so. She is Pandora, and the box in her hand is the legendary box. Everyone knows this legend, and all the evil in the world comes from that box."

"ha!"

Luther smiled disdainfully.

"Joke. Magic? I have accepted the existence of this thing. The so-called magic is just a kind of science that has not been explored yet. But this?"

Luther pointed at the box and said contemptuously.

"You said all human sins come from this little thing? Don't make me laugh."

Pandora didn't care about his taunts and only said calmly: "It was once a prison for evil entities, and it can be again. It just needs to be opened.

Just this once, you can save us all, Lex Luthor. "

She said, reaching out and holding out the box.

But Luther had no intention of reaching out to pick it up. Instead, he frowned and remained alert. It was at this time that a voice came from his headset.

"Hahaha, sorry Lex, this is so funny. I mean, they didn't want me to go to the final party!"

"Joker? Why are you so crazy?" Luther said angrily, "I don't have time to make trouble with you now."

But as he said this, he suddenly realized something was wrong and was stunned.

Wait, something's wrong

He turned around and was shocked to find the clown sitting in the hall holding the back of his chair, playing with a coin out of boredom.

Apparently no communication was sent to him.

So if the Joker is here, who is that madman in the headset?

"Haha, it looks like you finally noticed the funny thing, Lex. They are so rough! Suddenly, a big pipe came out all of a sudden, and without saying a word, they pushed me to the ground and blocked me. My mouth! Hahaha. Haha, it really hurts."

Even Luther admired his superb understanding ability and understood what he meant from such an incoherent narrative.

The Joker was attacked.

Someone got in through the duct system, bound and gagged the Joker.

In other words, the person in the lobby now is an impostor.

Luther turned around suddenly, took out a pistol from his arms, and pointed it at the clown's head.

The clown seemed startled and laughed twice: "Oh Lex? Are you kidding me again? I have a lot of crazy ideas. You understand me, Lao Lu. Sometimes I am funny, and sometimes I am cloning. A clown for fun?”

"What are you? A robot? A holographic projection?" Luther asked, "How long have you been pretending to be a clown?"

boom.

Pistols fired.

The bullet blasted straight through the clown's head, leaving a huge hole in his forehead. But there was no blood, and no brains splattered out. It felt more like punching through a piece of wet mud. The mud squirmed for a while and then quickly returned to its original shape.

The next moment, his entire body began to deform. He was wearing a tight red uniform, funny sunglasses on his pointed nose, and a mean smile on his face.

"How long? A little longer than the time you wear underwear, Luther." Plastic Man laughed loudly, "I always want to remind you that I worked as a professional bad guy for a long time before changing jobs, and I have a deep understanding of the importance of changing underwear frequently. .

You, the evil leader, really failed."

"You are from the Justice League." Luther said coldly, "Who else is there?"

"Correction, I'm still an intern, and you are my certificate of employment." Plastic Man kept chattering, "If I kill you, they might consider letting me become a full-time employee!

Uh. The condition is that that old boy named Malone doesn't tell Batman what he saw in the bar."

As he spoke, his face fell, as if he felt a little regretful.

"Firestorm? What are you doing again?" Circe scolded.

"Oh, nothing."

Firestorm, who was at the console, retracted his hand and smiled.

"I just fine-tuned the transmission device of your headquarters and brought some friends to visit. You don't mind, right?"

"You're calling the Justice League, spy." Circe said angrily. "No way. You should have fallen under my spell before you knew it."

Luther glared at her displeasedly, as if reprimanding her for not being able to handle such a small thing.

"Activate the defense system." Luther said coldly, "The defense mechanism I designed myself. The Justice League is coming, which is great. I have already calculated this possibility.

My defense system does."

"Oh, I forgot to remind you, we have a genius professor here with a very good brain." Firestorm put his hands on his hips and pointed at his head, "Your weapon system has been rewritten and is now under the control of the Alliance. ."

Grandpa Stein floated beside the firestorm again: "Did you just call me genius professor, Ronald?"

There seemed to be light in the old man's eyes.

"Well, don't get too used to it." Firestorm curled his lips, "You're usually still a jerk, old man."

"cut"

No matter how slow Luther was, he should have realized that the situation had actually gotten out of control before he knew it.

In the blink of an eye, two moles have appeared in this base. Who knows what else they have arranged?

His thoughts changed quickly, and he turned to look at Pandora who had just been left aside: "No matter what it is, at least it is a powerful magic weapon, and can I open it?"

"Yes." Pandora nodded.

"very good."

Luther took a step forward.

A dead horse is treated as a living horse. There was an instinct in his heart that told him that this box contained very powerful power.

If this is a magic weapon and he can control it

Luther's hand reached for the box.

But right now.

It seemed as if a whirlwind passed between the two of them and rolled up a corner of Pandora's red robe. No one had time to see clearly what happened, and Luther felt his eyes were in a trance. Just when he looked closely, the skull-like metal box had disappeared from Pandora's hands.

"What?"

Pandora was shocked and turned back suddenly. Dr. Guang, who was supposed to be standing on the other side of the hall, suddenly appeared here. A transparent bubble made of white light floated next to him, and the box was lying quietly in the white energy shield.

"Dr. Light?" Luther's face changed slightly, "What do you want to do again?"

"It's not what I wanted to do, but what I did. Sorry Luther, but the Dr. Light you called is not in the service area."

As he spoke, Dr. Guang's body softened and he fell to the ground unconscious. And a ball of light separated from his body, transforming into a red and silver body.

"It's you!" Luther was shocked, "You're still alive! This is impossible. I made calculations and tests myself. You can't survive such an explosion."

He gritted his teeth.

In ten seconds, three moles popped out in one breath! Three!

So how many people are left?