Comic: The Strongest Kryptonian

Sensing what happened in the Metropolis spaceship, Kahn's face was cold, his mouth sneered, and he had already sentenced this man to death in his heart.

Throughout the DC and MC worlds, there are only two characters that Kahn hates the most.

One is the young man in the spaceship, Lex Luthor.

One is a disgusting guy named "Purple Man" in another world.

This time he traveled to the DC world, and if he didn't kill this guy, Kahn would feel like he came to this world in vain.

But the matter was not urgent yet. He had to go to Clark first. If he was late, Clark might be beaten to death. He didn't want someone to kill him just after he took in a younger brother.

In a city always shrouded in darkness, it was raining moderately.

A very tall figure was standing quietly in the empty square, seemingly waiting for someone to arrive.

He was wearing a jet-black metal armor. The armor was dark and dark, and the sharp-edged metal pieces protected the people inside the armor tightly. Behind him, a similarly dark cloak was hanging to the ground, adding a cold feeling to it.

On the helmet, there is a pair of pointed ears, which look like two antennas or the ears of some kind of mammal. Only the mouth is unobstructed.

And the dazzling light shining in his eyes seemed to be the only light in the dark rainy night.

click...

A dazzling bolt of lightning tore through the dark sky and seemed to illuminate the earth for a moment. At that moment, a suspended figure appeared from the darkness and looked at the figure on the ground quietly.

Black and blue, man and god.

At this moment, under the prompting of a certain guy, the two finally stood face to face.

"Bruce, I was wrong. Please listen to my explanation first." Clark walked towards the black figure.

However, seeing Clark slowly walking towards him, the big man named Bruce had an imperceptible curve on his lips.

Click...

There was a mechanical sound, and Clark seemed to have stepped on something, and then two devices hidden in the night released a burst of harsh sound waves towards him.

squeak squeak...

The sonic sound was like millions of bats chirping non-stop, making Clark, who had super senses, suddenly dizzy.

Suppressing the discomfort, Clark directly grabbed the sewer manhole cover under his feet, broke it in half with force, and then smashed the two pieces of equipment one at a time.

After doing all this, Clark slowly stood up and continued walking towards Bruce. But the difference from before was that Clark's face clearly had a trace of Murong.

Next, the two men fought for a while. To be precise, Clark completely tortured Bruce.

However, Bruce Wayne, the Dark Knight of Gotham, a man who claims that as long as he is prepared, God will kill him for you, naturally it is impossible for him to just let Superman beat him.

When Clark grabbed him and penetrated the ceiling of a house to the top of the building, Bruce finally came up with his trump card.

He first fired a smoke bomb to cover his body, then quickly walked around behind Clark and fired a green ammunition at the opponent.

boom......

The bullet was easily caught by Clark. But then, the bullet exploded with a bang, emitting a plume of green smoke.

As soon as Clark came into contact with the green smoke, he felt as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake. He began to have difficulty breathing, his face looked painful, and he seemed to have lost all his strength.

From this moment on, Clark began his journey of being beaten.

bang...

There was a dull crash, and Clark's body was kicked away by Bruce, smashing the roof.

Bruce walked up to Clark and carried him on his shoulders, but Clark seemed to have been beaten unconscious and was carried motionless.

Bruce was also a ruthless man. He carried Clark directly to the stairs. With a push with both hands, he threw the unconscious Clark down from a height of more than ten floors.

boom......

"Ugh..."

Clark lost his strength and fell directly onto the ground on his back. His screams were so miserable, which showed how hard he fell.

Phew, Bruce slid down with his grappling gun. Seeing that Clark was still lying on the ground unable to move, he picked up a worn-out ceramic washbasin on the side and smashed it down on Clark's face.

At this moment, a strong arm grabbed the arm he was about to swing down.

"Give me some face, let's stop here." The person who suddenly appeared was none other than Kahn, who was rushing over. As soon as he appeared, he skinned his face and activated the face fruit.

However, he is not a man with three scars, and his words have no effect.

When Bruce saw someone trying to stop him, and discovered that the other person was wearing the same suit as Superman, he threw a powerful punch at Kahn without thinking.

Seeing that Bruce launched the attack without saying a word, Kahn shook his head and just blew a short breath, and Bruce immediately flew out.

After blowing Bruce away, Kahn looked at Clark, who continued to lie dead, and frowned, with a somewhat unhappy look on his face.

"How long are you going to keep lying there?"

As he spoke, he waved his palm, and a majestic energy was used in Clark's body, instantly dispelling the influence of kryptonite on him.

Clark stood up slowly and said gratefully: "Thank you!"

boom......

Just when Clark was about to say something, a low sound of a grenade launcher came from not far away.

I saw a green grenade flying quickly in the direction of the two people.

Seeing this, Kahn just waved his hand lightly. The advancing grenade disappeared in an instant.

Then there was only a "clang" sound, and the bullet appeared behind Bruce and hit his armor.

Poof, a burst of green smoke suddenly erupted from the impact, and was quickly inhaled by Bruce into his lungs.

However, although this kryptonite dust has a fatal effect on Kryptonians, it has no effect on ordinary humans. It doesn't matter if Bruce inhales the kryptonite dust.

"Young man, Kryptonite is indeed a good idea, but only if you can hit us."

Kahn smiled at Bruce and said. At almost a hundred years old, there is nothing wrong with calling Bruce a young man.

"You are also a Kryptonian!" Bruce's voice, which had been changed by the voice changer, seemed very hoarse and deep, giving people a gloomy and oppressive feeling. It can very well arouse fear in the hearts of criminals.

But this has no effect on Kahn. Seeing Bruce asking, Kahn just smiled and nodded.

"So, you also think you are a god?"

Hearing this, Kahn nodded and shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Bruce asked.

"I am both a god and not a god. To be precise, I am the god of our Kryptonians, but I am not yours... Can't you wait until I finish speaking?"

Just in the middle of what he said, Bruce unexpectedly took advantage of Kahn's speech and threw a spear emitting green light directly at him.

Snap, Kahn reached out and firmly grasped the spear in his hand.

"Uh......"

Kahn was protected by a special suit and invisible helmet, so the kryptonite did not affect him. But Clark next to him fell into a weak state again.

"Hey, you young man really doesn't have martial ethics." Kahn shook his head, waved his hand, and the kryptonite spear in his hand was directly received by him into the storage bracelet.

Then he reached out and grabbed it, and the invisible force field turned into a big hand, covering Bruce's armor.

After hearing a clicking sound, Bruce's armor was torn into a pile of pieces.

Without the protection of the armor, Bruce was left with only a pair of big pants to protect his important parts. At this moment, the atmosphere began to become a little tense.