the end of the heavens

Hal: ""

I told you to shut up!

"I, Hal, and Barry all know Clark, and we formed the Justice League together. I firmly believe in his character and will never do anything dangerous to the earth, but the Kryptonians have to guard against it."

After finishing speaking, Russell breathed a sigh of relief: "Diana, are you interested in joining the Justice League?"

"I reject!"

""

Bruce, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't bear it any longer. He asked Russell to preside over the meeting. He didn't know how long he could go astray, so he interrupted his chatter directly: "The problem is that you can't reach Clark, he's missing."

"It's not difficult to find Clark. Now that everyone is gathered, it's time to talk to him." Russell said, raising his hand and snapping his fingers.

In the shadows behind the Bat-fighter, Jason came out without saying a word, with a machete pinned to his waist, and his eyes under the mask were cold and heartless.

. .

゜ ゜ ゜ x5

"My God, who is he? Has he been standing there?"

"Damn it, I didn't notice it!"

""

Bruce said in surprise: "I remember that Jason should be in Gotham. When did he get on the Bat Fighter?"

"No, he came on foot."

Russell explained, and said to Jason: "Go, find out the person you think is the scariest, the most vicious, and the person you don't want to provoke."

. .

"except me!"

. .

"Except for long legs and a whole body in black."

Hearing this, Jason turned around, walked straight into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Hal: ""

Barry: ""

What happened, why did it suddenly disappear, where did the green and red go?

church!

The first light before dawn rose from the horizon and penetrated the colorful windows of the church. The town priest pushed open the door of the church and looked at Clara sitting on the pew in surprise.

He remembered that the door was closed yesterday, and when he left, he made sure that there was no one in the house.

The priest stepped forward, and seeing Clark's sad face, he couldn't help sighing: "Young man who is confused, why did you sit before the Lord all night? Do you have any troubles?"

Clark was full of worries, and subconsciously replied after hearing the words: "There are too many, I don't know where to start"

"Tell me, you can come from anywhere!"

Clark was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "The alien General Zod who appeared last night, I am the one he is looking for."

"God bless!"

The news came too suddenly. The priest held the silver cross and crossed himself on his chest: "Uh, young man, to be honest, you scared me a little."

"Sorry, Father, I just wanted someone to talk to."

Clark smiled wryly: "I don't know what to do. The only way to ensure the safety of the earth is for me to stand up, but I'm afraid that General Zod will not keep his promise, Father. What should I do?"

The matter is so important that the priest didn't dare to say more, so he had to come up with his usual routine: "Why don't you ask yourself, how does your heart judge?"

Clark said sadly: "I don't believe in Zod, but I don't know if humans are willing to believe me. I really don't know what to do!"

Bang! !

With a loud noise, the door of the church was pushed open by the strong wind. Russell slapped the three pairs of black wings on his back and descended: "Clark, try to trust us, how about it?"

Outside the door, several other people followed. Diana and Bruce stood quietly aside, while Hal and Barry laughed and pretended to be cool.

"Why are you here?" Clark was stunned, with a flash of warmth in his heart.

He's not the Clark Kent he used to be, someone wants to believe him, yes, he has friends, he's not alone.

"Oh, God!"

Seeing the black wings on Russell's back, the priest trembled all over. He raised the cross and prayed for a while, hoping that Jesus in the church would appear and drive the dark devil to hell.

"Come on, Father"

Russell took out the starlight sapphire cross from behind his buttocks, switched the black wings to light wings, exuding an incomparably holy radiance all over his body: "See clearly, it's my own!"

""

The priest didn't speak, closed his eyes, and drew away.

Clark was emotional, and walked towards Russell. Just two steps away, he suddenly thought of something, stopped and smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I concealed the fact that I am an alien, I deceived you."

"That's why you turned off your phone and didn't answer my call?"

Russell frowned: "Clark, we agreed to form the Justice League. If we encounter an enemy we can't beat, we will go together side by side. Have you forgotten?"

Clark's heart was surging, he opened his mouth several times, but still refused: "No, this is a Kryptonian matter, it has nothing to do with the Justice League, I can't implicate you."

Bang!

Russell punched Clark on the cheek, sending him flying upside down, smashing through the church wall, falling to the ground, and rolling twice before stopping.

After hitting Superman, Russell was heartbroken, but his face was still impassioned. He strode through the big hole in the wall, stood in front of Clark, and looked down at the useless wood on the ground.

"Yes, you are indeed a Kryptonian, but Clark, you missed a prefix."

At this moment, under the support of the holy light, Russell was a giant in soul: "You are not an ordinary Kryptonian, but a Kryptonian who grew up on Earth."

""

Clark's body trembled when he heard the words, and he clenched his fists tightly. Tears blurred his eyes before he knew it.