نخستین 200 خط.
Now is the hour we set into motion
cataclysmic change to the planet.
The Legion of Doom shall rule in a new world order.
No one can stop us.
I do not understand, Lex Luthor.
I thought we were melting the polar ice caps.
No, my dear Cheetah, the exact opposite.
If those glaciers swell,
the world's water level shrinks,
expanding the coastlines of every continent.
Land we already own.
Another brilliant plan from a brilliant mind.
Sorry, Lex.
Sounds more like an insane plan from a deranged mind,
and we're gonna have to put a stop to it.
Justice League, into action!
Wonder Woman, Flash, Aquaman,
get those controls away from Lex.
Cyborg, Batman, and Robin with me,
Unh!
Too bad your mind isn't as fast as your little boots.
We have to destroy those satellites.
Already on it.
What's going on up there? Somebody stop them!
2 down. 3 to go.
Bizarro!
Yes. Me here not protecting these satellites
so Lex's plan not come to workness.
Unh!
Um, not sure "workness" is a word there, genius.
Me am not genius.
It's Toyman. He's right behind us.
Let's see whose toy breaks first.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Atlantean, you can't win battles
armed with a fork.
Don't make me poke a leak
in that hard head of yours, Manta.
I'll hold off Bizarro.
You take out those satellites.
If I could plug in, I might be able to shut this thing down.
Stay away from my inventions, you mechanical menace.
I'm putting the Batwing on autopilot.
It should keep Toyman busy while I help Cyborg.
Autopilot? But I could fly this thing easy.
I want to help.
You'll help by staying put.
Don't touch anything.
Yeah, I'm gonna touch whatever I want.
Touch this button and this button and this one.
- I heard that. - Humph.
I will shred that pretty face, Amazon.
I have battled harpies
with talons as hard as hydra fangs.
Your little scratches are almost soothing.
Solomon Grundy crush wonder lady.
Now you shall taste your bitter end, Cyborg.
You don't even know what bitter means.
Uhh. "Stay in the Batwing.
"Stay safe.
Stay out of trouble."
So not fair!
Please refrain from kicking the autopilot controls,
and have a nice flight.
I'll have whatever kind of flight I want.
Batman's in trouble!
Forget this.
Disengage autopilot.
Negative. Your override clearance is not high enough.
How's my clearance now?
Time to play, little birdie red breast.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Huh?
Oh, my.
I told you to stay in the Batwing.
What? I was trying to help.
You almost got yourself killed.
How does that help?
I-I'll finish this for commander Luthor.
That fool is overloading the satellite.
He has no idea what he's doing.
Embrace winter eternal!
What?
No!
Lend a hand?
Anyone?
Me hate toys,
so me save you.
Time to go.
Yeah, you better run, you big, dumb ape.
That monkey packs a punch.
Superman, it is Lex.
He--he is gone.
We have to find him.
Wait.
The blast, it was too powerful.
There's no way he could have survived.
And so, the most notorious villain of all time
was defeated that day.
As time passed, civilization grew,
and prosperity flourished,
thanks to the continued heroics of Superman and his Justice League.
Even today, in the 31st century,
the mighty Legion of Super-Heroes
battle crime and villainy
in the name of truth and justice.
May the historic accomplishments of Superman
be an inspiration to us all.
When's it gonna be our time, Dawnstar?
When do we get to join the Legion of Super-Heroes?
One cannot rush the natural progression of things, Val.
Karate Kid. You're supposed to call me Karate Kid.
If we're ever gonna become full-fledged super-heroes,
we can start by sticking to our super names.
Well, Karate Kid...
If Lightning Lad and the rest of the Legion
truly believed we were ready,
we would be fighting by their side
instead of exploring this museum.
But I've studied every martial art ever invented.
I'm ready to go.
What more do they want?
There is much more to being a hero
than simply fighting.
Tracking lost cats and blessing them with light
doesn't really count as heroics, Dawnstar.
I think it does.
Besides, if the Legion of Super-Heroes
feel we are not ready,
then we must patiently trust their wisdom.
Patience.
Please.
Check this guy out.
Ah, whoa. Wait.
This is Lex Luthor.
It says here his body was found in the year 2856
during the big thaw of the second warming.
Heh. Look at him,
the leader of the Legion of Doom.
The sign says not to get too close to the exhibits.
The greatest super-villain of all time?
More like Lex loser.
There's a weak point in this chunk of ice right here.
I bet with one focused qi burst,
I can bust him out and wax the floor with his bald head.
Val, please, be careful.
He doesn't look so tough.
Val, Karate Kid, stop.
- Ki-yah! - No!
See? I stopped a fraction of an inch before contact.
I trained for years to learn that trick.
You might have broken the ice.
I didn't, did I?
Come, let us continue to the next hall.
This side of the museum makes me uncomfortable.
What?
Where am I?
What is going on?
Grodd?
Wait.
The year 2856?
I've been frozen for nearly a thousand years.
Superman.
It was fate that first brought Superman to our planet.
The innocent baby Kal-El was orphaned
when his home planet of Krypton ceased to exist.
Fortunately his space crib was jettisoned to safety
and fell to earth, where young Superman
was recovered in a Kansas cornfield
by his loving adoptive parents, Martha and Jonathan Kent.
Clark Kent?
I am never going anywhere with you ever again.
Ah, come on. Lighten up, Dawnstar.
Whoa, look at this creepy thing.
Says here behind this protective barrier
sits the eternity glass, which, as legend has it,
was used to bend space and time.
I wish I could use it.
I'd travel to the not-so-distant future,
when you and I are members of the Legion of Super-Heroes
and I can finally put my fighting skills to use already.
Val Armorr, sometimes you are just too exhausting.
I know, right?
Dawnstar!
Time travel, hmm?
Let's see, now.
How does this thing work?
Thou has set the Time Trapper free.
Speak thy name and desires.
I am Lex Luthor,
and I want you to take me back in time,
a thousand years ago, to be exact.
As the sands of time run,
thy will shall be done.
It actually works.
Stop.
Stop, please.
Come along, Time Trapper.
We have much to do
and all the time in the world to do it.
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