American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"I can't be certain, Master. I'm only making inferences and analyses based on the available information. Only by actually entering it can I obtain more accurate conclusions. But in any case, it possesses incredible power, that's undeniable! At the very least, its existence will allow Apokolips and you to better observe and manage the worlds you conquer," DeSaad said with a slight bow. Although he often had irreconcilable conflicts with Darkseid, the man on the throne, for various reasons, even being killed and resurrected by him repeatedly as punishment, he didn't want to split with Darkseid on this matter. He needed Darkseid's power to help him break through that invisible wall.

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"You desire to enter it?" Darkseid keenly grasped the eager and excited emotions of DeSaad. He didn't doubt DeSaad's words, but due to historical reasons, he always needed to be wary of him. If there wasn't really no one around who could replace his abilities, DeSaad would have been personally buried by him long ago.

Questioned by Darkseid, DeSaad was silent for a moment, then a fanatical smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Who wouldn't want to enter? I always feel that it can play an unparalleled role for researchers like me. I won't hide my thoughts from you, but please rest assured, this time, I won't do anything extra."

"You say that every time after you are resurrected. Every time you say that you will not make mistakes again." Darkseid didn't trust DeSaad's guarantee. He was a suspicious person, his trust was extremely scarce, and DeSaad, who always had his own little ideas, was obviously not worthy of enjoying this rare trust.

"But as in the past, I am still willing to give you a chance. But you know the consequences of failure." Darkseid finally gave DeSaad a chance after all. After all, he didn't have anyone on hand who could match his abilities in this matter.

"Thank you, my wise master!" DeSaad replied with ecstatic bow.

……

"The Asgardian gods here are also gone? Asgard, along with King Odin, was completely slaughtered?" For some reason, hearing this news from Wonder Woman, Thor had a calm composure.

It seemed that the Asgardian gods in every universe were quite unlucky, either losing their homes and their people becoming cosmic wanderers, or being completely wiped out, disappearing with their homes and people.

The curse of Ragnarok permeates every world where the Asgardian gods exist. No Odin or Asgardian can escape it. No matter what they do, it will definitely come.

Some universes even had Ragnarok initiated by his sister, Hela, the goddess of the underworld. When Thor first heard that another Asgardian race had encountered Ragnarok, he still felt a little sympathetic, but when he heard such news more often, he became numb.

Isn't it just Ragnarok?

Which version do you want to hear?

Even the world of Azeroth has names like Odin, Hela, and the Halls of Valor. Although he was wiped out by his sister Hela, even the other version of himself in that universe was killed cleanly, and she swallowed all his power.

So now, hearing Wonder Woman say that the Asgardians here, as old gods, were slaughtered by Steppenwolf and his men, he didn't feel any emotional fluctuations. He just knew that there was one more person pushing Ragnarok, existing in the story of the destruction of the Asgardian gods.

This fateful accident made Thor, who was usually carefree, couldn't help but mutter in his heart. Although his current strength and the strength of the Asgardian gods far exceeded those alternate universe counterparts, it still couldn't be said that Ragnarok would not happen. Maybe he would be the one to initiate it?

So after seeing so many versions of Ragnarok, Thor had already taken it easy. It was also because of this that he knew that after the Starheart matured, it would bring destruction to Asgard, but he still happily stuffed the Starheart into Asgard, using Asgardian divine power, psionic power, and the power of the World Tree to nurture it.

"It seems you're not sad at all?" Diana raised her eyebrows slightly. She was originally just explaining some information to Thor, but suddenly became a little more interested.

"Should I be sad?" Thor smiled honestly, using his teeth to bite open the cap of a bottle of wine, and then poured most of the bottle into his mouth.

"You're not like the Thor I remember." Diana shook her head.

"It's not the first time I've heard this news. The first few times I heard it, I still had anger and the idea of revenge. But now I've given up. There are so many universes, and the Asgardian gods are experiencing Ragnarok in some universe every moment. I can't protect them, or avenge them. What's more, in many universes, Ragnarok was initiated by me, Thor Odinson, or my sister Hela.

The only thing I can do here is to smash that Steppenwolf's head in with my hammer when I see him. I can't do anything else." Thor looked around, saw a trash can, strode over, and threw the empty wine bottle into it. He was much more cultured in his daily behavior now.

Diana was stunned by Thor's words, and her expression softened for a while.

A sparking portal appeared spinning in the air, and then Stephen, covered in dust, strode out of the portal. The portal behind him collapsed into a ball of sparks the moment he stepped out, and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

"Everything go smoothly?" Thor greeted him with a big laugh, hugged Stephen tightly, his muscular arms and calloused palms clasped him tightly, patted him loudly on the back, and asked with a smile.

"You better be gentle." Stephen, a little at a loss by Thor's unusually warm greeting, was hugged in his arms, and then coughed and coughed because of the patting on his back.

"How are things?" Diana also came over. She knew what Stephen was going to do.

"You have to trust my spells and the technology of Hebron." Stephen broke free from Thor's restraints, straightened his somewhat messy collar, and said reservedly.

"In other words, if there is another attack, we will receive news in advance to prepare, and we will no longer be caught off guard? That's good news worth celebrating." Diana's eyes were filled with surprise, and she nodded to Stephen.

"I made some arrangements, we will receive news when we detect powerful energy approaching. This will help you make preparations early. At least don't toss around on this planet and in this galaxy next time. It's a bit difficult to use my hands and feet." Stephen replied truthfully. He used magic and some Hebron instruments to set up some alarm settings a dozen light-years away from this small galaxy. Time was too tight and the materials were not complete. The only thing he could do was to build a protective barrier for this planet, and then set up some monitoring methods outside after it was completed.

"Didn't you force them to reveal where their lair is?" Thor complained again in the same old tune. If he knew the coordinates of the other side, why would he need to wait here? Wouldn't it be better for him and Stephen to go directly to their door?

"I've said it many times, we paid a heavy price to barely defeat that Steppenwolf. Even the old god system has only Olympus left." Diana's expression and tone were full of helplessness.

"I hope I don't have to wait long." Thor came here specifically to exercise his muscles and fight, but after so many days, he hasn't seen a shadow of the enemy, and he was a little irritable.

"When the data dimension unlocks and restarts after being silent, as long as those people are still in this universe, the area will definitely be quickly locked. I have Luke's authorization, but unless it is absolutely necessary, Luke's suggestion is not to restart it." Stephen spread his hands. If they had the help of the data dimension, with Luke's authorization, they wouldn't need to do extra actions such as barriers or probes, they could just go directly.

……

In the dark starry sky.

Among the connected brilliant lights, jumped out one after another of cold, majestic and hideous giant battleships. At the bow of the leading battleship, Steppenwolf, who had reorganized his forces, was gazing at the small planetary system that had defeated him light-years away, his eyes full of gloom and anger.

"Shall we attack remotely and erase their planet?" An Apokoliptian warrior came to Steppenwolf and asked respectfully.

"No, they still hold the secret of that power! Darkseid needs it. This time we must bring him back satisfactory [loot]! Those mortals who can enter that magical dimension! We are not here for mere slaughter. Approach, threaten them! I want them to create chaos internally first."

Having learned his lesson, Steppenwolf didn't recklessly bring some people to the door this time. This time, in order not to fail again, he obtained Darkseid's permission, pulled enough manpower and motherships from Apokolips, and played tactics. He could not allow himself to experience another shameful defeat here for the second time.

The fleet realigned its position again, and the warp engine was activated again, shaking the void around the mothership into a ripple. Just as a light curtain was about to engulf the fleet, the surrounding spatial parameters suddenly became chaotic and restless, forcing the fleet in the teleportation state to reappear from the teleportation and become silent.

"The space is blocked?"

Steppenwolf was the first to notice the changing spatial parameters around him. This blockade may not be like a seal, but it uses constantly changing spatial data to affect the activation and teleportation of the fleet's warp engine. In other words, their fleet cannot perform long-distance teleportation in areas where spatial parameters are constantly changing.

If space is an encrypted intelligence, the activation of the warp engine is the key to decryption with some important information in hand. When the space is stable, the engine can quickly calibrate and answer the encrypted information, and then successfully enter the teleportation state. But now, the constantly changing spatial parameters are like an encrypted intelligence that is constantly changing the encryption method. The decryption speed of the Apokoliptian warp engine cannot keep up with the speed of spatial transformation.

In this case, no one dares to risk teleportation, which may directly enter spatial turbulence or encounter more dangerous situations.

A huge, octopus-like monster suddenly appeared in front of the fleet. Its body was tens of thousands of meters long. Although it was as small as dust in the vast universe, its sense of existence was unexpectedly strong. Especially the bloodshot eyeball constantly shaking and rotating in the eye socket on its head, it had a soul-stirring impact.

Steppenwolf just glanced at the monster's single eye and immediately closed his eyes. But all the people in the fleet who were swept by the monster's single eye and happened to look at it at the same time became dizzy and experienced severe distortions.

The thick bulkhead could not block the monster's gaze. After a circle of scanning, the powerful and orderly fleet instantly lost contact and fell into chaos internally.

After splitting his subordinate, who had been distorted into a monster with an octopus head, in half with an axe, Steppenwolf glanced at the area where the monster had been before with lingering fear.

Nothing!

In an instant, the alarm bell in Steppenwolf's heart rang loudly, and he suddenly looked up at the top of the mothership. He could feel that a huge monster had fallen on his mothership, and the metal of the bulkhead around the mothership was creaking. The energy shield almost just activated and failed, being swallowed by an invisible force of devouring.

Steppenwolf even saw a smooth, suction cup tentacle with some kind of mucus covering the porthole. Looking up, he felt a chill all over his body.

Through the thick bulkhead, Steppenwolf stared at the monster lying on the mothership. He knew that the other party was looking at him. The majestic, cold and pervasive mental power could not be isolated by the bulkhead at all.

Creak!

A harsh metal tearing sound, comparable to a sonic weapon, sounded. A large hole was torn open in the top of the mothership, and a huge eyeball was scanning the bottom on this hole. The eyeball, which was constantly swinging left and right like a pendulum, just took a look, and made people no longer calm, no longer thinking, and their hearts were completely filled with madness.

Just after a few glances, Steppenwolf felt his head begin to ache, as if a voice was getting louder and louder in his heart, wanting to break out of its shell!

Whoosh!

Steppenwolf bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly twisted his gaze in the severe pain, and threw the Heaven-splitting Axe with great power in his hand as a projectile towards the eyeball above.

The axe rotated in the air in circles, and finally the blade chopped on the eyeball.

Compared to the size of the eyeball, the size of the axe was not worth mentioning, but the power contained in the axe still hurt the eyeball. The dripping pulp mixed with blood sprayed down from the sky, pouring Steppenwolf below. At the same time, a scream containing strong anger and rage made Steppenwolf involuntarily crouch up and curl up on the deck. (End of this chapter)