The Death Knell

The spacious control room was filled with red energy lightning, and Cyborg stood in the position before Darkseid with his hands raised.

Only then did he realize how complicated things were, because he couldn't even understand one of the most basic values. In other words, even if they defeated Darkseid, he would basically be unable to use any function of the Ark.

Darkseid stood behind him with his hands behind his back, his red eyes observing the flow of data.

"Don't be so eager, Victor, relax, use your instincts to understand, think about it, and enhance the cohesion of the quasiparticles, so that..."

Cyborg's brainpower and computing power were all used to calculate the huge programs running in these strange boxes. When he heard Darkseid's words, he subconsciously followed them.

The dark tyrant's reminder was very effective, and he found the entry point.

"The energy of fifty-one gram is enhanced by the basic value of five hundred to the tenth power... The basic value of this unit is equivalent to the combined energy of five supernova explosions. Ping, where do they come from? Energy cannot and should not be created out of thin air.”

Darkseid remained expressionless: "...But I did it, and that's why the Ghost Sector can be saved."

Cyborg looked at the electronic world that ordinary people couldn't see with experience. This magnificent virtual dimension was as magnificent as a multiverse. What he saw in front of him was no longer a control room full of lightning, but endless numbers. Sea of ​​stars.

He couldn't wait to talk about what he saw and learned.

"So the terrestrial sphere becomes a permanent bubble of measurable antigravitons... ten times the Schwarzschild radius... No, that approach is beyond the limits of human imagination."

"But you understand it, why? What do you think?"

Darkseid showed a gloomy smile. He was not always expressionless. As a king, he would only laugh when he wanted to.

Cyborg was startled and hurriedly left the complex physical world, turning around to face the tyrant:

"My mother box understands the data, it analyzes it for me, and that's it."

"It doesn't, the mother box doesn't have that functionality."

Darkseid told the truth. He had lied to Cyborg before, and now facts have proven that his view of Cyborg was correct.

Cyborg didn't know what he realized, and he hurriedly retorted: "No, I can't understand it. The data contained in it exceeds the amount that any human being can understand, not even Batman..."

"That's right." Darkseid agreed even more.

He still had his hands behind his back, looking down at the little silver man.

Cyborg couldn't help but take a step back under his gaze, because Darkseid's eyes at him were so hot and appreciative at this time, which was even more terrifying than the previous eyes that ignored mortals.

"Ping, what do you mean?"

Darkseid's head tilted slightly to one side, as if he was looking at a new toy: "Throughout your entire life, ever since your accident, you have been afraid of losing your human identity, afraid of Victor. ·Stone is disappearing into the machine."

Cyborg took a deep breath: "Yes, I have always been like this, but I won't let that happen. I am Victor, I am human."

"Your fear is in the wrong place." Darkseid stretched out his thick finger and shook it.

"Ping, ping ping." Poor Victor's brain was overloaded, and the burden of the mother box was becoming more and more serious under the influence of these alien boxes: "What do you mean? What happened here? What happened to me?"

Darkseid spread his hands and said with a royal air: "Your team has wanted to seize my property from a long time ago, so I arranged a backup plan."

"You saw that, huh?"

When Cyborg saw that he was seen through, he simply broke the pot and threw it away. He showed the energy of a black man on the street. To put it simply, he was playing tricks on his mind and was ready to use force.

"I've always seen your tricks." Darkseid said it was so boring. These people were almost discussing plans under his nose, and they still thought they wouldn't be discovered by him. Do they really regard themselves as gods?

"Justice League! Action!" Cyborg called. Now is the time to take action. Success or failure depends on this: "Increase the protective grid to the maximum! Ping, optimize the arm cannon to maximum power, load armor-piercing rounds, ping."

His brain was almost out of control, because in the past he could transform by just saying it silently in his mind, but now he said it unconsciously, and made more and more sounds of the Mother Box itself.

The crisp metallic sound was like hitting a cup or plate with a silver spoon late at night.

Darkseid put his hands behind his back. Facing Cyborg's weapon was like facing a straw. He didn't even bother to yawn: "Don't try to ignore the truth. When you are connected to the alien box network, , my strange box has upgraded you, you think it is a reverse invasion, so you can understand the knowledge beyond human beings."

"Ah!!! Ping Ping Ping Ping!!!"

Cyborg didn't want to hear what Darkseid said anymore. His hands turned into cannons and kept firing at the opponent. Those warheads trailing flame tails had no chance of missing the target at such a close distance.

Darkseid was suddenly surrounded by flames and energy bursts, and his tall figure was obscured in the thick smoke. Only his voice continued to sound:

"Stop doing useless work, Cyborg, you can't break the Omega energy shield. Let me tell you, the fear that haunts you all your life is not actually a person afraid of turning into a machine, but a machine disguised as a human. The machine is lying to itself! You're afraid of your own worst guesses! Afraid of being found out by your friends! Afraid of realizing you're a liar!"

The smoke and fire dissipated, and Darkseid was unscathed, not even a wrinkle in his clothes.

If Superman's heat vision is fully activated a few times, he may feel a little interesting, but Cyborg's attack is not even a breeze on his face, because Cyborg can't even understand the operation of Omega Stand, then Higher-level technologies naturally overwhelm lower-level technologies.

Poor Cyborg's abilities all come from the Mother Box, and the Mother Box is almost like a BP machine in human eyes to Darkseid.

He activated the authority of the strange box, and the Victor in front of him was instantly disarmed, and even lost the ability to move, kneeling on the ground.

"No!!! Ping Ping! No no no!!"

The only organ Cyborg could control was his mouth, and he screamed involuntarily.

Darkseid stepped over the slightly hot ground and walked up to Cyborg with the smoke and heat:

"Why do you think I set you up? Cyborg, it's not what you think. Victor Stone died on the operating table a long time ago, and now you are just a ghost, wrapped around a beautiful machine. It was Victor who was preventing you from becoming more perfect, and now, I am here to help you find your true form. You are a god, a new god, accept it."

As the energy and the alien box resonated with Cyborg's mother box at the same time, Cyborg's body underwent some changes. Even the last remaining human half of his face was gradually covered by metal at this time. He was completing some kind of transformation. .

At this moment, the rest of the team arrived. Because Jessica could not contact the main lamp here, and her own small lamp was placed on the earth, there was not much energy in her ring.

However, she still drove a recently captured Brainiac spacecraft into the control room, hit Darkseid head-on, and pushed him aside.

She struggled out of the shattered cab and tried to help Cyborg. But soon she let out a scream and was knocked away by the sledgehammer transformed from the steel arm.

"No... Vic?"

She fell in the corner. The green light uniform provided her with some protection and was not injured. However, she looked at Victor in black metal with surprise on her face. He gradually rose with overwhelming red light, and his eyes were full of surprise. There are no human emotions, only cold data flowing.

She simply couldn't understand why things turned out like this.

"Ping Ping."

At this time, the weird Cyborg answered her, he was no longer Cyborg, nor Victor, he was a new god, Darkseid's new god.

The metal that made up the arm's sledgehammer began to deform, transforming into a laser cannon, and he aimed the weapon at Jessica.

Starfire flew over and dragged Jessica away at the critical moment, while the Angel of Death held the two women behind him with his flaming sword.

There was also a look of surprise behind his gold and red helmet. He raised his head and looked at the steel skeleton floating in the hall: "Is this Victor?"

"He... isn't Cyborg anymore, what did Darkseid do to him." Jessica climbed up, this was not at all planned.

Starfire also had a look of fear on her face, calling out the name of the god that the planet Tamaran once believed in: "Shahar, what should we do?"

"Blow him up." The Death Angel was ready to take action: "He is already a humanoid weapon."

"No, we have to save him!" Jessica objected immediately. How could she let the Angel of Death kill Cyborg?

Darkseid answered them. He had been hit by Jessica's spaceship against the wall before, but was still uninjured. He gently pushed the bow of the ship, and the huge skeleton spaceship was pushed away casually, and he walked out:

"No, he does not need to be saved. Your point of view is self-willed. Cyborg has been saved by me. He is fulfilling his destiny. As a new god, he has found his place, which is to become my subordinate. "

Orange energy spurted out from Starfire's hands, and she mastered the method of using cosmic energy: "You lied to us?! You laughed at us after modifying Cyborg?!"

Darkseid shook his head slowly, and walked slowly with his hands behind his back: "Do I enjoy what I do? No, because this is necessary, pure, and completely rational. I just regained control of reality. But I admit, it gave me a little pleasure to see your childish little plan fail."