After Yang Bo offered his most sincere blessing, the Boom Tube twisted and vanished into thin air.
Beside him, Cyborg had already pried the Mother Box out of the stone tablet. The task had clearly taken a considerable toll on him; even the red light on his chest had dimmed somewhat.
Despite his mechanical body, Cyborg somehow panted twice, dropped onto the ground, and smiled.
"It's over..."
But Clark, hovering nearby, wore a strange expression as he looked at Yang Bo, resignation mingled with a little anticipation.
Yang Bo rubbed the spot the Omega Beams had just pierced.
Without the slightest hesitation, he turned to Cyborg and asked, "Can you use the Mother Box to open a Boom Tube to Darkseid's location?"
Cyborg froze for a moment, then said hesitantly, "I can..."
Without another word, Yang Bo pulled the Communicator from his backpack.
"Ivan, notify everyone in the company. Tell them we've got a new job."
With that, Yang Bo took out the Teleportation Stone Tablet right where he stood.
Seeing what Yang Bo was doing, Batman walked over in confusion and asked, "Yang, you're planning to go where Darkseid is?"
"No, it's far too dangerous. You saw them just now, didn't you? Those countless Parademons. No matter how strong you are, they'll wear you down and kill you."
"Once we're prepared, we can..."
Before Batman could finish, Yang Bo cut him off. "Bruce, first of all, they can't wear me down."
"Second, who doesn't have an army these days?"
Bruce paused. He knew Yang Bo had a company and some powerful people working for him, such as Ivan and Banner.
But that hardly had anything to do with an army, did it?
Just as he was about to speak, a flood of white light appeared around the Teleportation Stone