When all sentient beings in the universe see Papetua in person, they will gaze upon the physical incarnation of destruction."

"But we have to win the battle of ideas and start the Year of the Villain before Pappetua will appear." Calculator Jiadao.

"Don't forget, I am the apostle of Papetua. Seeing me is like seeing destruction." Luther said proudly.

The mathematician stared at him for a while and said, "You are just a mortal. I don't see any divine vision in you."

"That's because I haven't awakened the apostle's true form yet."

Luther's eyes flickered and he said: "Calculator, continue to keep an eye on the Justice League's movements. I am going to prepare a big operation."

Without waiting for the calculator to respond, he turned off the computer screen, stared at the huge skeleton in the culture tank for a long time, took out the assembly in his pocket, and chanted the name of Pepatua.

Gradually, his will extended infinitely, and finally entered a world of light that exuded endless divine light and aura of vastness.

"Mother, you have been observing Harley. You must know the current situation, right?"

"What is the situation? I am indeed observing the Witch Harley, but she has been sitting in the middle of the crack in the Origin Wall. She seems to be communicating with the power and rules outside the Origin Wall to enhance her realm of thorns and black vortex."

Papetua's tone was serious, and a hint of worry could be heard.

Luther told all the information he knew and his own analysis, and said: "I must complete the transformation immediately. Only by transforming into a cutting-edge predator can I give the Legion of Destruction confidence and confront the concept of justice head-on."

"You can transform into an apex predator at any time, as long as you can find Brainiac and Martian Manhunter." Pappetua said.

"Why is there still Brainiac? Didn't the energy to complete the Predator genes come from the Martians?" Luther asked doubtfully.

"Your cloning technology is too rubbish and you need Brainiac to provide technical and intellectual assistance."

Luther blushed, "No, I don't need any intellectual assistance."
Chapter completed!