"Besides that, he has two more spells."
"One of them I don't recognize. It seems capable of directly attacking my soul, but it's easy to counter."
"The other is the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak. It's a powerful binding spell. Once it hits, it's very troublesome. You can only endure the opponent's attacks."
Floating in midair, Vera still had no plans to look for Batman. She was actively analyzing Alex's combat abilities.
"Oh, right. There's one more thing to watch out for. That guy's heat vision can track targets. It should be the result of some other item or talent assisting it."
"Tracking, or maybe a guaranteed-hit ability like the Gungnir."
"Lastly, the Hercules Bracers."
"Damn it! That's an artifact I've wanted for a long time. It can increase strength tenfold and multiplies with your existing strength."
"For superhumans like us, it's a better fit than my Mjolnir."
"Unfortunately, even though I went through Justice League, the Hercules Bracers never appeared."
"Luckily, I enhanced myself with She-Hulk genes. Although it doesn't work like the multiplicative boost of the Hercules Bracers and instead stacks on top, the advantage is that it can increase the power of heat vision. That comes from the gamma radiation bonus."
"Overall, this man really does have strength on par with mine."
"Even though he hasn't shown all his trump cards yet, one thing is certain, he's very difficult to deal with."
"However..."
Vera smiled.
"The mission doesn't require me to kill him."
"As long as I help the Justice League obtain the three Mother Boxes, it'll be done. Once Superman is revived, it'll be easy."
At that moment, Batman flew a jet fighter over and opened the hatch.
Vera flashed into the cabin, then walked into the cockpit. She sat down beside Batman and rested her long legs on the console in front of them.
Batman glanced at her but said nothing.
"So, how far along is our team assembly?"
Bruce Wayne smiled, "Other than you, we don't have any other members yet."
"However, I've already contacted one. His name is Victor."
Vera somehow produced a pack of chewing gum, "Want one?"
"No, thanks."
Bruce wasn't in the habit of chewing gum.
Vera tossed a piece into her mouth and said while chewing,
"Victor. Cyborg."
"One of the lucky ones modified by a Mother Box."
"We can also take the Mother Box from him while we're there. The enemy from another universe wants to collect all three Mother Boxes."
"If they get them, it'll be very troublesome."
Bruce looked at her, "You really know a lot."
Vera shrugged, "Not that much."
Bruce pointed behind him, "The Mother Box is already on the plane, so this trip is only to find Victor."
Vera was blowing a bubble.
Pop!
The bubble burst.
She froze for a moment before pulling it back into her mouth.
"What did you say? The Mother Box is on the plane?"
Bruce nodded.
"Yes. It's being kept by me."
"That's a little different from what I know."
Vera continued, "Do you have any leads on the other members?"
"You should have seen some information. There's a guy who runs faster than lightning, and another who likes hiding in the deep sea."
"Of course, we also need Wonder Woman."
Bruce let out a short laugh, "Miss, you're even better informed than I imagined."
"Let's start with the guy who likes hiding in the ocean and playing hide-and-seek with octopuses. I know his name is Aquaman."
"I went to see him, but... he obviously doesn't like me very much."
Vera shrugged, "Doesn't matter. He'll come looking for you himself."
Bruce glanced at her, "Are you a prophet?"
Vera smiled, "No. I just have that feeling. A woman's intuition."
Bruce nodded, "As for Mr. Barry Allen, I haven't had time to look for him yet."
"As for Wonder Woman, I do have her contact information."
After saying that, Bruce took out his phone and called Diana.
Vera looked completely stunned, "You actually have her contact information?"
'This is ridiculous.'
'This isn't the same as the plot I know.'
A bad feeling rose in Vera's mind. She tried asking, "Have you ever thought about reviving Superman?"
"I think our chances would be better if Superman joined us."
The call never connected.
Bruce could only end it, then looked at Vera curiously, "Why would we revive Superman?"
"Superman isn't dead. He just left."
"Superman isn't dead?"
Vera jumped to her feet and nearly grabbed Bruce. Her mouth hung open.
"In the Battle of Metropolis, Superman didn't die fighting Doomsday?"
"No," Bruce said, "Doomsday was killed by the Conqueror."
Vera was stunned.
"Who is the Conqueror?"
Now it was Bruce's turn to be shocked.
"You don't know?"
"I thought you knew each other."
"You just fought a battle, and while you were at it, you destroyed my base. Though that's fine. I can build another one. It'll just take some time."
Vera's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg, "You mean the one who fought me just now was the Conqueror?"
"He killed Doomsday?"
The woman immediately covered her face.
"I get it now."
"So that's how it is."
"Superman didn't die because that bastard changed the plot."
"I was wondering why I was so lucky and managed to join the Justice League so smoothly. Turns out that bastard changed the plot. Superman didn't die, he just left."
"Wait," Vera suddenly turned around, "Where did Superman go?"
Bruce didn't hide it.
"He left in a spaceship. He probably won't be back anytime soon."
"Superman left, so Earth no longer had a protector. That's why Steppenwolf descended."
Vera spoke with a serious expression, "In other words, they are correcting the plot."
"If that's the case, the plot will change, and the difficulty will increase."
"Damn it! That idiot probably doesn't know what happens when you change the plot."
"He's practically looking to get himself killed!"
———
[Apokolips Earth Base]
This abandoned area had already been transformed by Steppenwolf into a fortress.
Of course, it was only an ordinary modification.
If he had a Mother Box, Steppenwolf could turn it into an impregnable stronghold.
Unfortunately, he didn't.
At that moment, Steppenwolf was in the deepest part of the fortress. He walked up to a metal monument and shouted, "DeSaad, please allow me to speak with the great ruler, Darkseid. I have something important that I must report to him personally."
Flames immediately flickered across the metal monument. Its surface melted, and streams of liquid metal swirled together, forming a figure.
A hooded figure.
The figure said in a low voice, "What do you want to report to him? Your incompetence?"