I become light in American comics

Satellites hover above the Earth's surface. It was a satellite wrapped in a huge rock structure. From the outside, it looked like a metal skull with a pair of wings. Its location is cleverly arranged on the opposite side of Justice League Watchtower Three, on the other side of the world. Coupled with various cutting-edge stealth technologies, it is almost impossible to detect.

At this time, Lex Luthor was standing on the huge satellite with his name LOGO printed on it. The satellite structure beneath his feet turned on the invisibility, making him appear to be suspended above the Earth.

The boundless blue ocean, with pieces of land like puzzle pieces walking on the surface of the ocean. Standing here, everything on the surface seems so small.

Luther believes that the reason why the so-called "Justice League" has been so arrogant for so long is because of his indulgence.

Indeed, Mirror Master is right. These people were all defeated before, and they wouldn't have gotten together if they hadn't been unable to do anything about their respective superheroes. In fact, the idea of ​​the Legion of Doom is not Luthor's original idea. The Justice League has never encountered super criminals working together before, but it has never made any waves.

But Luther thinks that's because he wasn't there before.

It's true that he's been defeated in past battles with his superhuman self, but that's because he's also been fighting alone. He is a natural leader, and without good chess pieces at his disposal, it is naturally difficult to defeat an alien who can fly, escape, and be invulnerable.

In fact, he doesn't really dislike the Justice League. Those monsters in strange costumes use the media to stage farces all day long. Even if the fact that they really exist is like a mockery of human achievements, Luthor cannot turn a blind eye. But now that Superman is involved, things are different.

This may be a psychology that Lex Luthor himself cannot explain, but Superman is inexplicably attracted to him in some way. He couldn't help himself, couldn't force himself to ignore the red cloak wearing underwear.

Superman led this group of ridiculous freaks to form an alliance and claimed to be "justice". In Luthor's eyes, it was a show of force and a direct challenge to him, with ulterior motives to expand the contradiction between the two of them.

The so-called Justice League, in his eyes, is Superman's private army.

So Luther found the best chess pieces and the strongest weapons and built his own army.

The Legion of Doom.

"It's always been that simple, it's never changed, it's always been about you and me."

Lex Luthor looked at the image of Superman projected in front of him, narrowed his eyes and said to himself.

"But this time, I will win."

He put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked slowly back to the control room. At this time, his legion and his members are waiting here, waiting for him to give orders.

News is playing on one of the monitors.

".Mayor attends memorial service for fourteen victims, three of them children, killed in last week's super criminal attacks"

The clown made a camera shape with his hands and laughed at the news footage: "Look, they all have serious faces, it's really funny.

In a short while, my special coffin will pop the three dead children into the sky like hotcakes. The shots will definitely be exciting! I can’t wait to see how they react, hahahaha.”

Dr. Light and Master Mirror, who were standing on both sides of him, each glanced at him and took two small steps away in disgust.

Lex Luthor stepped forward expressionlessly, stretched out his right arm, and slapped the Joker crisply on the face. The latter twisted his mouth, spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

But he lay on the ground, wiped away the blood stains and still laughed strangely.

"Hahaha, it still hurts."

He looked at Luther with a smile.

"What's wrong, Lex? Where's your sense of humor?"

Luther put his hands behind his back and looked down at him like a superior.

"I don't think there's anything funny about dead children, Joker. You could say I'm an old-school guy," Luther said coldly. "It's a pity to lose their lives in our operations, but it's not funny."

"Pfft haha"

The clown was not angry at all, but could not help laughing.

"You bald man, don't you think there is any difference between you and me? Hahaha, I'm sorry." He smiled and wiped his tears, "Thank you, thank you, this is enough to entertain me for the whole day."

But Luthor ignored him and turned to others: "Everyone, listen up. Our war is not against ordinary people, but against their self-righteous superhuman 'guardians'.

Do any of you have any other opinions? "

No one said a word.

Luther glanced at it, and his eyes stopped on the Mirror Master. The latter hurriedly raised his hands: "Of course, Mr. Luther. I will absolutely obey the highest bidder and I will never talk nonsense."

Unlike a group of criminals with ideals and ambitions who all want to cut their own superheroes into pieces, Mirror Master does not hate the Flash and has no obsession with bringing down the Flash.

The reason he joined the legion was simple: they gave him money.

A simple, pure, unpretentious little hobby.

"Very good." Luthor glanced at the Joker, "As for you? You are here because I have taken a fancy to your unique talent. And because I am the only one who can guarantee that I will give you Batman in the gift box.

If I were you, I'd stop pulling out the neurotoxin flower with my hand, at least not today. obedient. "

The clown's hand that was groping in the inner pocket of his jacket stopped, and he took it out obediently, laughing twice.

"You're such a bore, Lex."

"Everyone is ready, within three days, we will annex the Justice League."

"Just a little question, Lex."

This time it was Atom Girl who spoke.

Atomic Girl from Earth 3 saw an opportunity in Lex Luthor's small club and volunteered to join.

Use kryptonite to interfere with Superman's nerves, and then use hard light technology to create a fictional Doctor of Light to deliberately let Superman attack. After being hit by heat vision, a hard light was used to play back the image of Dr. Light being burned to coke. Superman, whose nerves were affected by kryptonite, could never find the flaw on the spot.

It was Luthor's instructions to make Superman mistakenly believe that he killed Dr. Light and fall into autism. This was supposed to be an idea that would impress Luthor himself, but no one expected Ultraman to show up halfway through.

Their little trick was discovered much faster than expected, and the efficiency of the other party in tracking down Atomic Girl was even more incredible. This disrupted Luther's plan to a certain extent and made him not in a very good mood now.

However, the possibility that Atom Girl, who attacked Superman, would be exposed was originally considered, so Luther set up a trap for the Justice League's revenge column in her residence in advance.

"That Ultraman, he broke your little hard light trick. Maybe he will follow the clues and find us."

"Don't worry, I've already made the arrangements."

Lex Luthor sneered.

"It's his luck that the arrangement just now didn't work. Let's get rid of this threat before the Justice League."