Chapter 192 Darkseid, the Omega Effect
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"Let go of Diana!"
Aquaman thrust his trident forward.
Diana struggled desperately, divine power surging through her entire body, and her pure pupils held even more shame and anger.
Because Lucas lifted her battle skirt, not knowing what he was looking for.
"If you want to kill me, just kill me; don’t humiliate a female warrior!"
Wonder Woman shouted.
Lucas casually kicked Aquaman flying with one kick, pinching his chin thoughtfully.
In the early days, Wonder Woman had a strange setting: any Amazon female warrior, once conquered physically and in strength by a man, would lose the desire to resist.
Even Wonder Woman was no exception.
He didn’t know if this setting adapted to the movie version.
"Let’s try it?" Lucas pinched Diana’s neck and slowly applied force, choking Diana so she couldn’t catch her breath, her face turning flushed red.
When Diana was about to roll her eyes, Lucas released his hand once again.
Large gulps of air poured into her lungs, and Diana breathed desperately. Before she could catch her breath evenly, Lucas began to tighten his grip again.
After a few rounds.
Diana was simply tortured into losing her temper.
"Are you convinced yet?"
Lucas asked condescendingly.
Diana only felt her limbs somewhat weak, but to save face, she gritted her teeth, drove her divine power to activate the lasso of truth, and forcibly wrapped it around Lucas’s left arm more than a dozen times.
"You’ve fallen for it!"
Diana grabbed Lucas’s fingers, using all her strength.
I’m bending it!
It didn’t budge at all.
I’m bending it again!
Still didn’t move.
"Great strength, huh? To be blunt, it’s useless!"
Diana felt somewhat uneasy inside, but still forced herself to say, "No one wrapped by the lasso of truth has ever been an exception; even Clark has to spit out his most private secrets!"
"Tell me! Who on earth are you, this monster? What on earth is your ultimate goal?"
"And, let me go and slap yourself twice!"
Lucas stood in place, just looking at her like that.
One minute passed.
The wind was quite bustling!
Nothing happened at all.
"Young lady, go to a temple to make a wish. This old man is not some treasure vase; you can’t just rub a dog chain twice and summon a genie." Lucas scratched his backside, feeling a bit itchy.
The rules of the lasso of truth were no different from a dog chain on the side of the road to a fifth-dimensional powerhouse.
Lucas’s arm shook, and his strength was transmitted back along the long rope. The lasso of truth obediently released his arm and took the initiative to wrap around Lucas’s waist, even smoother and freer than a Saiyan’s tail.
Diana was completely dumbfounded!
Hey!
What are you doing?
Come back! You ran to the wrong place!
Lucas endowed the lasso of truth with a soul. In terms of Eastern settings, it was an artifact spirit.
And as the creator of the artifact spirit.
Who the lasso of truth listened to went without saying.
From now on, he also had a dog chain exclusively his own; he could tie up whoever he wanted.
"Don’t contact me in the future; the lasso of truth is my thing now. Believe it or not, if I say a single word, it will still have to tie up you, its true Master, and deliver you into my hands?"
Lucas said.
Diana flatly denied, "That’s impossible! The lasso of truth is my exclusive weapon! This is a god’s..."
Before she could finish speaking.
The lasso of truth took the initiative to wrap around Diana’s mouth, welding her mouth shut, while its tail end extended infinitely, wrapping around Diana’s hands and feet, and incidentally crawling up to her body surface to do a tortoise-shell binding.
"???"
Diana: "When did I ever teach you this?"
Lucas coughed once.
To mask a wave of awkwardness.
After all, injecting the power of a soul inevitably carried a bit of his own private goods. What kind of Master had what kind of artifact spirit, right!
"Diana, the time you bought was just right!"
Batman had flown to the top of the nuclear power plant ruins at some unknown time, his pitch-black cloak fluttering.
Clearly, the second before he was still lying in the pit.
He pressed the trigger, and physical sonic devices popped up one after another on the surfaces of the surrounding buildings, aiming right at Lucas and striking.
Lucas didn’t even bother to dodge.
Those things weren’t coming at him; they just landed on the ground not far from him, rooting themselves into it.
Subsequently.
Ultrasonic waves powerful enough to forcibly melt a radius of several kilometers exploded with a roar.
"F*ck! Bruce, you motherf*cker covered me in it too!"
Carrying his trident, Aquaman had just woken up from the pit when he was backstabbed by Batman.
Even the electronic components inside Cyborg emitted a dense burst of buzzing.
"You shouldn’t have revealed your weakness; I’m a person who is always well-prepared!"
Batman popped out a few more soundproof airtight cabins, covering Aquaman and Cyborg inside.
As for Diana.
There was nothing to be done about that; she’d just have to endure it.
This thing shouldn’t be lethal to an Amazon female warrior.
At the very core of the ultrasonic storm.
Lucas didn’t even frown, standing steadily in place, purely appreciating the delicate body of the Amazon female warrior.
Diana’s skin was wheat-colored, her muscles were symmetrical and firm, with a six-pack on her abdomen, and her chest size was twice as large as in the comics.
The lasso of truth understood his preferences very well.
However, Diana soon bled from her seven orifices, purely from being shaken, which ruined the aesthetic of that face.
Lucas frowned.
Under Batman’s gaze, wearing flip-flops, he kicked those ultrasonic devices to pieces one by one with a single kick each.
The high-frequency roaring abruptly stopped.
This thing... didn’t have any effect on him before. His weakness was indeed the inner ear, but you had to tear through his Bio-field first!
DC has always had a rule.
Don’t make a date to fight Batman.
Grandpa Batman had been played with quite a few times upon first encounters, but if you gave him preparation time, Batman could press you to the ground and rub you.
Even Superman was no exception.
This had already become a conceptual-type ability.
Let alone Deathstroke with a 90% brain development rate, or the runaway version of Superman, or other members of the Justice League, Batman secretly had a set of countermeasures for all of them.
But the gap in strength between the two sides was too large; even if you made a date to fight Batman, it was useless.
While speaking, the space behind him suddenly shook violently.
Rip!
A crack suddenly appeared, followed by a large opening that formed a spatial wormhole.
Through the wormhole, a figure over three meters tall was slowly casting its gaze over.
Darkseid!
Lucas recognized this fellow at a glance.
The absolute ruler of Apokolips, the ultimate nightmare of all life.
The Dark Lord—Darkseid
...’s avatar.
Due to DC’s setting reasons, all Darkseid in the multiverse were merely projections or avatars of the high-dimensional Darkseid, and their purpose was purely Conquest and destruction.
Originally, the mother box fusing into one was to summon this Dark Lord.
But who could have imagined that when the mother boxes had already fused and formed, and Darkseid was about to descend, he was forcibly reversed by Lucas.
Darkseid could only use the Omega Effect to see what was going on, and as a result, he saw Lucas tampering with time.
At this moment.
Lucas also looked at Darkseid, his eyes revealing the same scarlet.
Omega Effect.
"Hmm?"
Darkseid felt a power of origin.