The Fortress of Doom had once belonged to the Council of Eternity, a place where those undying old immortals held their meetings. Vandal Savage had made quite a few modifications to it, including a unified energy conversion system.
Luthor's time-travel device ran on electricity. He had once built three nuclear power plants specifically to supply it with power, but now that the entire world had lost electricity, it needed a few adjustments so it could be powered by Magic Cosmic Energy.
That was somewhat difficult. Even for the bald man, the device's creator, the work would take at least two minutes.
Lex controlled his body, reshaping it like a Martian and growing countless arms. Like a living assembly line, he wielded all kinds of tools to get to work on the elevator, fully enjoying the pleasure of not being human.
Meanwhile, Superman stood beside him in silent eye contact with Brainiac, creating the atmosphere of arch-nemeses meeting face-to-face.
On past battlefields, Superman had always had plenty to say to the Greenskin Robot. He wanted to correct his thinking, persuade him to give up collecting Earth, and so on. There was always something to talk about.
But now, Luthor had become a member of the Justice League, while Brainiac showed no intention of changing and still wanted to be a villain.
Now that they had suddenly met again, Superman did not know what to say instead. The atmosphere became quite awkward.
"Don't look into his eyes, Superman, or you'll start to think he looks less and less like a good person." Luthor worked rapidly on the modifications while delivering an appropriately cold joke as though he had eyes on the back of his head. "His eyes have always been lifeless. The more human he looks, the more terrifying he becomes. Do