American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

"boom!"

The sudden drop of the figure set off snowflakes, and the cold wind coming from all directions was blocked by invisible barriers.

They stick to the invisible barrier, causing ripples and quickly melting away.

For ordinary people, the wind and snow were life-threatening, and in the vast white snow, the young man walked briskly towards the top of the mountain.

One step, two steps.

As the distance gets closer, the invisible position subverts everything, the gravity is disordered, and the snow that should have fallen on the ground floats in mid-air.

He blew out a gentle breath, and the whistling air waves carried the wind and snow, rolling it into a big snowball and flying into the distance.

"Oh!"

As if hitting an invisible wall, the snowball exploded, and a transparent wall of air loomed vaguely.

After completing the "knocking on the door" ceremony, the young man said with a frivolous smile, "Is anyone here?"

No one responded, and it seemed that the whole world was filled with white wind and snow.

"Om~"

With his eyes glowing red, Jino twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and his tone became a little lower: "Ask me again, is anyone here?"

"Kacha~" As if he heard the young man's voice, the shrouded transparent light curtain flickered slightly, and then dissipated like running water, and the splendid palace courtyards appeared in front of Jino.

The closed door opened, and a white robe came out.

"Travelers from afar."

An old man with a white beard walked out of the courtyard quickly with a smile on his face, a harmonious smile on his old face: "Welcome to Kama Taj."

"I am the Ancient One, the Mage Supreme, guardian of the Earth."

Different from the movie world, the Ancient One in this universe is an old man with a white beard.

"Hello, my name is Geno Luthor." Geno rubbed his neck and smiled: "You can also call me Superman."

.......

The cold wind and snow slapped on the glass windows, causing a "swishing" sound.

Outside the window is a howling blizzard, but inside the window is as warm as spring.

A nanmu table was placed in the center of the hall. Gu Yi, the old man with a long beard, squinted his eyes and gently pushed the tea cup in his hand: "You are welcome to taste Kama Taj's tea."

"The tea is very good." Jino took the water cup and stared at the colorful embroidery pattern on the water cup.

"But, I'm not here to drink tea."

Jino stood up slowly, walked to the window with his hands behind his back and looked at the wind and snow: "I want you to help me find someone."

"His name is Clark Kent."

"Clark Kent?" Gu Yi muttered the name, and immediately looked at Jino: "Is he the person who broke into the Earth's defense formation with you?"

"Yes."

Ancient Yi lowered his eyes: "However, if I tell you where he is, in exchange, you need to leave this earth."

The strength of the Ancient One in each latitude is different. The Ancient One in this dimension does not seem to be very strong.

"Of course I can leave." Jino smiled and turned around: "As long as I get what I want."

After receiving Jino's assurance, the old man had a smile on his face.

"I can probably give you a specific person's location." Gu spread his fingers and magical energy surged to create a golden earth pattern: "He is in Germany."

.....

The midday sun hits the dense forest.

Germany.

In the dense forest.

"Hurry, faster!"

Clark led the panicked crowd running through the dense forest.

Just hours earlier, Clark had decided to rescue the people imprisoned in the prison.

After a brief period of thinking, Clark chose to give up thinking and act instinctively.

"Get 'em!"

The German soldier behind him roared and pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

A barrage of bullets rained down on the crowd.

"Shh!"

Before anyone could recover, Clark had already blocked the bullets.

The whizzing bullets hit his body and scattered sparks. The boy stepped forward and walked around behind him, raising his hand to stun the pursuing German soldiers.

"Are you following along?"

Clark turned to look at the crowd, and saw a woman rushing out of the crowd, crying and grabbing Clark's arm: "Sir, my son is missing!"

"His name is Eric!"

Before Clark could recover, there was another rustling sound from the dense forest not far away.

"Clark Kent!"

Schmidt's angry shouts echoed in the forest, and the German officer was almost furious.

At first, he planned to trick this alien visitor and use him as a guinea pig for experiment.

But unexpectedly, Clark escaped from prison with everyone in the prison.

Clark narrowed his eyes slightly.

Gaze through the branches of the trees.

Under the dazzling sunlight, Schmidt, who had a ferocious face, was holding a child in his hand, and the cold pistol in his hand was firmly pressed against the boy's temple.

"If you run away again I will kill the kid!"

Schmidt was panting, his eyes full of madness: "I believe you won't want to see this boy die because of injustice."

Although they didn't get along for a long time, Schmidt's control and analysis of human nature is obviously very powerful.

He could tell that Clark was a soft-hearted person.

Or is he a soft-hearted God?

"I can ignore those who run away, but you must come back with me!" Schmidt clasped the boy's neck with one hand, and the force continued to increase, and the boy's cheeks gradually turned blue due to difficulty breathing.

"Don't shoot!"

Clark raised his hands to show he meant no harm.

With the gun pressed against his temple, he could not guarantee that he could save the boy without fail.

"Very good, that's it, come back with me." Schmidt held the boy in his arms and stared at Clark.

The surrounding German soldiers walked over to Clark and put iron cuffs on him.

They pushed Clark back the way he had come.

A smile appeared on Schmidt's lips, and he took advantage of the gods.

"Shasha~"

The surrounding grass made a sound again.

"Perhaps you should let go of that boy."

A lazy voice sounded from not far away.

Go by the sound,

A young man in a black suit walked slowly towards this side.

The surrounding weeds and trees seemed to be welcoming their king, avoiding the two sides and opening up a spacious forest path.

"Kino!"

The moment he saw the boy, the helpless expression on Clark's face disappeared, and turned into joy and happiness.

Although there were many things he wanted to ask Gino, Gino gently raised his hand to signal Clark to shut up.

"Now is not the time for communication."

Gino glanced at Schmidt: "Give you a chance, let the boy go and get out."

The tone was calm, as if he was talking about an inconspicuous thing.

However, the surrounding air seemed to be solidified, making Schmidt feel breathless.

Greed overcame fear in his heart, and Schmidt held his head high: "I don't think you can be faster than a gun, I..."

"Buzz!"

Before he could finish his words, a blazing red light flashed through the dense forest.

"Clap~"

The raised head suddenly shattered, exploding like a watermelon dropped from a highway bridge, and a mixture of red, green, and green colors fell down like paint, showering the face of the boy below him.

Jino turned off the heat vision in his eyes and glanced at the headless corpse: "Now you know."