Just then, the museum director's voice rang out in Imhotep's mind. "Master Imhotep, the Justice League has a Teleporter. We shouldn't get bogged down fighting them, or more and more enemies will arrive. We should leave at once."
"The problem is, they won't let us leave that easily."
Imhotep said, "How about this? I'll take a few hostages and force them to let us go. These fools with their sense of justice are easy to make surrender."
This didn't violate Imhotep's earlier oath, since the people he would capture weren't civilians. In fact, even breaking it wouldn't matter much. He had left himself a loophole long ago.
Learning to be good was hard, but learning to be bad was quick. In such a short time, Imhotep had sunk this low.
"That's too much trouble, Master Imhotep. Take Nath and me away. As for the others, I've already turned them into puppets. They'll keep these superheroes occupied for us."
The museum director said, "We should find the Scorpion King as quickly as possible, obtain his invincible army, and then wage war on the Justice League."
"The Scorpion King's invincible army?"
Imhotep hesitated, then nodded. He turned into a fierce wind again, swept up the museum director and Nath, and flew into the sky.
As for the plane, it had already fallen into enemy hands. They couldn't count on it.
Seeing this, Cyborg immediately prepared to fire his Energy Cannon. Just then, two beams of Heat Vision struck his chest and blasted him away.
Without a doubt, the one who had struck—or rather, fired from her eyes—was the mind-controlled Supergirl. After knocking Cyborg away, she opened her mouth and breathed freezing air at a group of Armed Robots, freezing them all solid.
Then Supergirl flew into the sky and followed Imhotep.
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