I become light in American comics

Gunteras, one of the countless invasion machines created by Brainiac.

It was born for destruction, and the meaning of its existence is to eliminate all resistance forces on the target planet for its creator. It only takes action when it encounters a decent opponent, so its physical strength and weaponry are very sophisticated.

But Gunteras' artificial intelligence is not very smart compared to Lao Bu's army. Maybe Lao Bu positioned it as a steel beast designed to destroy existence. It only needs wildness and does not need a too smart mind.

So Gunteras spent a long time with its not-so-smart mind trying to figure out what the giant of light was currently doing to him, beating his fists and kicks with golden special effects.

Why does his body seem to have the aura of the master?

It may have never dreamed that the majestic energy that Shen You pumped out through his fists and feet as if it was free of charge was actually given by its own master to a large extent.

So the current situation is similar to the master giving the opponent a head start, experience, and a six-god suit, and then sells it out and sends it up to give it to him.

After all, other people's supports are like "you've been strengthened, go and deliver." Lao Bu's support is more abstract. He really hits the opponent with hormones and asks his teammates to come up and deliver. His teammates got on the stage, and looked confused when they saw the special effects of sparks and lightning on the other side. When they looked back, they saw that their back row had already run away.

This is the situation Gunteras is facing now. Lao Bu's machine clone died, the main body directly unplugged the network cable, and the spacecraft was hijacked by the other side. It was the only one left in the entire army to resist the pressure. It was beaten by Ultra's old fist and its parts and circuits were scattered everywhere.

It's so hard.

The uppercut that dragged the golden light almost cracked the robot's already sunken cheek, followed by a side kick that made it slide backwards. Gunteras staggered back, and the damage alarm in his body sounded in time. The alarm display is very comprehensive, it is red from head to toe, and there is almost no area with intact parts. It is like half a foot has stepped into the scrap metal recycling station.

But Gunteras hasn't given up yet, and he thinks he can still save it.

The robot's arms were opened, and all the remaining weapons on the arms were activated in one go, locking on the giant in front and preparing to fight to the death.

However, before he could raise his arms, they were tightly held by people on the left and right.

Two Kryptonians.

Superman and Supergirl each tightly hugged its arms, which were much thicker than their combined bodies, and their fingers were inserted into the armor of the robot arm like steel.

As the fiery rays of light in their eyes shot out at the same time, the impact of heat vision burst out. The red-hot rays were like sharp blades cutting through the strong alien armor of the robot arm, while the two Kryptonians yanked hard with terrifying arm strength that could cut through mountains and rocks.

There was a violent explosion, the cutting of heat vision combined with the supernatural power of two supermen, the two arms broke with a dull metal scream!

Compared with Gunteras, his body is as small as an ant, but he bursts out with such terrifying power. The visual impact brought by the strong contrast simply hits the soul.

The citizens of the metropolis couldn't help but cheer.

The light shines brightest after the dark clouds, and hope shines brightest after despair. At this time, the metropolis was experiencing such ups and downs.

Superman and Supergirl respectively held the two broken arms and waved two tumbling arcs with super power.

Right in front of the door!

Gunteras' head was severely deformed by the blast, and the built-in host began to seem a little out of order. Having his arm removed and slapping him in the face is probably the worst thing in the world.

"Archive. Collect Destruction"

Its neck joints twisted stiffly, and its disordered intelligence began to speak incoherently.

"Mission.Destruction Execution"

The robot's eyes flashed twice. When it raised its head, through Huaping's sensors, it could only see the red and silver giant standing in front, with its hands intertwined in a cross shape.

Blue arcs of electricity and waves of energy surged through his hands.

The sensor reported an error and was unable to monitor energy data. But it didn’t need the data, and it knew it had sent it.

"Archive. Mission destruction failed"

The robot blinked twice, his tone darkened, and he became a little sad.

"I was supposed to retire next year."

Specium Rays!

When the battery is fully charged, even Specium's special effects are more gorgeous than usual, with dazzling beauty and azure impact, like a sharp blade of energy flying over the house, as if the air along the way is being swallowed up by nothingness. Washing away Gunteras' body.

Like a blazing meteor streaking across the street, Gunteras's indestructible body cracked almost the moment it hit him. The cracks spread rapidly around the impact point, and azure light quickly filled every gap, like spreading vines. The metal shell made a harsh clicking sound, and the huge body began to crack.

The metal was crushed by the powerful force, the cracks made a sound like breaking bones, and the entire huge and complex structure began to collapse like a domino. The huge shock wave scattered metal fragments in all directions, as if there were thousands of tiny spaces. Broken parts sputtered in Specium's light, the destructive shatter expanding from the center until the entire machine was reduced to thousands of fragments.

The explosion of a giant machine over 100 meters tall is not a scene you see every day. Even in well-funded blockbusters, you may not be able to see such shocking scenes.

At this moment, the citizens of Metropolis witnessed with their own eyes an outrageous scene that seemed a bit unreal even for a dream.

Able to fire such powerful energy weapons with bare hands

Such a creature must be a god, right?

The smoke screen dissipated little by little, and the red and silver giant slowly lowered his arms. The light of the setting sun outlines the tall silhouette, like a dream.

Even the most staunch atheist cannot help but be shaken by this moment.

Even the urge to worship and pray arises in my heart.

"It's okay now."

Superman flew down and landed in front of the crowd.

"The crisis is over."

He looked around, looking at the dilapidated neighborhoods and ruins that had been swept by aliens.

"Well, it seems it's not over yet. We still have to rebuild our home. But it's okay. Let's work together and we can build better together. Just wait a moment."

With that said, Da Chao turned into an afterimage and flew out with a "whoosh", leaving everyone looking at each other at a loss.

But just a moment later, he flashed back with a "whoosh" dragging the hurricane.

"I just learned most of the architecture-related knowledge in the Metropolitan Library in a flash. Let's build our home better than before. Who wants to join me?"

Citizens: "?"

What did you just learn?

No, how long has this been? Ten seconds?

From beginner to proficient, can you become a master of architecture in ten seconds?

Is that too much?

Seeing that everyone was watching with wide eyes and shock, but no one raised their hands to join in, Superman seemed a little frustrated.

"No one wants to join me?"

The melon-eaters still looked at each other.

Then a man in a suit boldly spoke: "What do you want from us, Superman?"

"What?" Superman was stunned.

"Are you an alien too? Who sent you here?"

"No one sent me." Superman shook his head.

Someone else asked: "Why?"

After someone took the lead, people quickly started asking questions.

"'Ultraman', are you from the same place?"

"What do you want from us?"

Superman scratched his head: "No, we are not in the same place. I am not familiar with him. I don't want anything, I just do what I can. No, we have no purpose."

He quickly realized that these questions would be endless to answer one by one, so he waved his hand.

"You guys, listen to me."

As he spoke, he flew up into the air, his cloak fluttering in the wind like a ball of fire.

Everyone looked up at him, and as expected they shut up and waited for him to speak with piety.

"I don't want anything, and I believe Ultraman is the same." Superman said, "I grew up on the earth, like an ordinary person. This world has protected me, and I am very grateful for it.

When I saw Ultraman stepping up in the media and online, I felt inspired and inspired to do something with my own talents, something that was within my reach. "

He paused and showed his unique "Superman" infectious sunny smile.

“At that time, I felt that this must be what he wanted to tell us, and it was also what I hoped to convey to more people through my own actions.

I wish everyone would stop looking for a savior in their lives. There is no great savior. I am not, not Ultraman, and certainly not some pretentious entrepreneurs and politicians.

You are, all of you. You are the masters of your own lives, and you all have the potential to create miracles.

We have our talents, and you have yours. Even the smallest gift has the potential to change someone else’s life for the better. I hope everyone can use them to show the spirit of the metropolis to the world. "

After finishing speaking, Superman paused and thought hard for a while, as if he couldn't hold back any new words.

"Well, that's pretty much what I want to say. I think this must be what Ultraman wants to express. So now."

He smiled and held out his hand again.

"We still have a lot of buildings waiting to be rebuilt. Anyone want to join me?"

The citizens began to smile.

Like something contagious, smiles spread from one face to another, and even the sky seems to become clearer.

"I!"

"I!"

"And I!"

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Shen You, who had already released his transformation, listened to the speech from a distance and looked at the scene, and couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Although he is not as gifted in speaking as Da Chao.

But yes, that's right.

He said in his heart that's what I wanted to express.