The Way Home; A Shot Fired Eight Hundred Miles Away

The Steppenwolf ran away.

To be precise, she was rescued.

Beckett didn't know who the person was, but he was certain that the person who rescued Steppenwolf was very strong.

Extremely strong.

He was even stronger than Odin, who defeated him in Asgard, and stronger than his adoptive father, Thanos.

It's important to understand that even Odin and Thanos couldn't withstand his energy attacks without revealing their true forms.

"For Darkseid..."

Beckett looked up, gazing in the direction where the teleportation array had disappeared, muttering the words the Steppenwolf wolf had left behind before its hasty escape.

Who is Darkseid?

A person's name?

Or is it a place name?

Or is Darkseid the one who just rescued Steppenwolf?

A series of questions flooded Beckett's mind, but he could not find any answers.

"For Darkseid?"

Bruce Wayne, who was supporting Barry Allen, was also pondering the words Steppenwolf had left behind before he departed.

Darkseid, a name Bruce Wayne had never heard of before, instinctively made him wary.

And then there's Beckett, the Son of Titan.

Bruce Wayne's gaze involuntarily drifted to the severed arm on the beach.

That was Steppenwolf's arm.

The Steppenwolf, who had been beaten by Beckett and was running away with his head in his hands, obviously didn't have the extra time or thought to take away his severed limbs.

Bruce Wayne had a lot of ideas about it.

"Incredible..."

"You remind me of Superman, I mean your strength."

Having essentially played a minor role and essentially remained an observer alongside Mera, Diana sheathed her sword and shield and walked toward Beckett Darkseid was.

"...Okay." Diana, who hadn't received a response from Beckett for a long time, waved to Bruce Wayne, who was not far away, in an attempt to ease the awkwardness.

She retracted that comment.

At least Superman's personality is much more approachable than Beckett's.

"Diana." Bruce Wayne, who had come with Barry Allen, helped the Greek demigod out of her embarrassment.

"Mera." Mera, standing next to Beckett, nodded to Bruce.

"Bruce Wayne."

"Barry Allen." The ever-smiling, conscientious Flash, Barry Allen, introduced himself, then turned his curious gaze to Beckett had returned to his normal black-haired appearance.

"Thank you for your help, Beckett."

Bruce Wayne also had his eye on him.

Everything about this man is too mysterious.

Formidable strength, mysterious origins, and even the ever-changing hair color and pupils.

"I didn't intend to help you."

Beckett frowned, his thoughts interrupted by the person in front of him, and turned to leave, when Woz's reminder came immediately:

[Your His Highness Beckett, please do not leave. Regarding the Mother Box, according to Steppenwolf's previous statements, Lady Mera will be a major breakthrough.]

Beckett was speechless.

He felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Beckett's single sentence ended the conversation, creating an awkward atmosphere among the group.

"Diana, do you know Darkseid?"

Finally, it was the thick-skinned and ruthless Bruce Wayne who broke the awkward atmosphere.

"No, I've never heard of it. Perhaps there are records on Paradise Island, but if I want to know, I'll have to go back there."

"Those ancient books haven't been read in a long time."

Diana shook her head, indicating that she knew nothing about it. She didn't even know who Steppenwolf was; she was completely in the dark.

"Whatever that [Darkseid] is, one thing is foreseeable."

"So their goal is the so-called 'Mother Box'." Recalling what Steppenwolf had said when he had his eye on Mera, Bruce Wayne's gaze immediately fell on her.

The meaning is obvious.

"Actually, I'm not entirely sure what the [Mother Box] is either. It's just that a legend has been circulating among our seven underwater kingdoms."

"The ancestors of Atlantis united with the ancestors of humans and Amazon tribe to defeat the alien invaders who wanted to invade Earth."

"And the Mother Box is the property of those foreign invaders."

"The Mother Box is incredibly powerful. It's said that it can destroy a planet in an instant, or drain it dry, leaving it a desolate shell. Moreover, it seems to be able to perform long-distance spatial teleportation."

"In order to ensure the safety of the Mother Box, the ancestors of the three races divided the Mother Box into three parts, each taking it back to their respective races and hiding it to prevent it from being taken away by those with malicious intent."

As Mera rattled off all the information she knew about the Mother Box, Beckett subconsciously narrowed his eyes, lost in thought.

[Woz.]

[Your His Highness Beckett, this is Woz's preliminary plan.]

Woz typed Titan script on the panel to communicate with Beckett.

It can hear what Mera says.

And it was precisely for this reason that Woz quickly provided Beckett with a draft of a plan for returning home.

Based on the information currently available, the three Mother Box, once combined, could potentially unleash enough energy to blast open a cosmic passage.

Even if that's not enough, Beckett himself is a source of energy, and he can be the straw that breaks the camel's back.

If Beckett can steal these three Mother Box and use the energy in his Super Saiyan form as a key to detonate the Trinity Mother Box, he will be able to blast open a door that allows him to leave this universe.

That way, Beckett could go home.

As for the coordinates needed to get home, the Reality Stone in Beckett's possession, which had been dormant, was the best coordinate.

The Reality Stone was part of that universe's rules, and once it stepped through the portal, it wanted to go home even more than Beckett.

After all, it is one of the representatives of the rules in its own universe, but in other universes, it loses its supreme status.

[Take away, the three Mother Box...]

Beckett was secretly calculating in his mind, his gaze unconsciously drifting to Mera...

Five minutes ago, in the Atlantic Ocean, in some unknown area of the sea.

The current King of Atlantis, Orm, slowly emerged from the water under the protection of his personal guard.

"This is a deposit. After it's done, I'll give you everything you want." Orm gestured for the guard to throw a bag in front of the human.

"It's a pleasure to work with you."

"It's a pleasure to work with you."

Orm watched the humans nimbly slip into the submarine, a cold smile playing on his lips, and waved to leave.

Atlantis needs a pretext of being "attacked by humans" to unify the seven underwater kingdoms whose power is fragmented.

The current king of Atlantis is very ambitious. He wants to lead the Atlanteans to wage war against the land. After all, that damned Kryptonian is really dead, and no one can stop them from returning to the land.

If I succeed, I will be the true ruler of this planet.

Humanity must be destroyed.

Orm, whose eyes were flashing with a fierce light, was still enjoying his bright future when suddenly, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

Boom!!!

A silver-white energy wave, seemingly appearing from nowhere, pierced directly through the submarine carrying the departing humans, and also pierced half of Orm's body!

"What... what happened...?"

Having experienced death, Orm was unwilling to accept that his life was about to end.

He hasn't unified the seven underwater kingdoms, he hasn't conquered humanity, he hasn't...

When gods fight, mortals suffer...

"What? Orm is dead? Atlantis is going to install a new king?"

In Kansas, Mera's expression was strange upon receiving the message from her father.

Her fiancé is dead??

Such a big guy like Orm, just died like that?

Who did it?

I originally wanted to try updating three times a day, but unfortunately I didn't have enough time to slack off today, and I only managed to write 600 words for the third chapter...

Hmm, I should be able to get a third update tomorrow, lol.