In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

“Zi——Boom!!!”

A sharp scream like a collapsing star erupted at the intersection of the two energy beams, and spider-web-like cracks instantly appeared on the bulletproof glass of CNN's live broadcast car.

Reporter Jackson huddled at the rear wheel, and heard the harsh electrical noise from the director's room through his headset:

"Oh my god...is the camera still recording?"

Thinking of this, he screamed with torn vocal cords:

"Hey, audience, can you hear me? I see the bronze of the Statue of Liberty is melting!"

In the camera, red copper liquid was dripping from the tip of the torch held high by the goddess, and a "hiss" vaporization sound was emitted when it fell into the sea.

The shaking picture was suddenly filled with an orange-red mini mushroom cloud, which was a shock wave formed by the evaporated sea water in the direction of New York Harbor.

The wreckage of several cargo ships was thrown high into the sky, and the "creaking" sound of broken metal keels even drowned out the roar of the explosion.

"Crack!"

The roof of the live broadcast vehicle suddenly caved in, with fragments of the burning billboard embedded in the steel plate.

Jackson's camera instinctively turned to the sky, just in time to capture the moment when Clark was kicked into the World Trade Center site by Zod -

The muffled sound of collapsed steel bars and concrete was like the wail of a giant beast, and the concrete fragments hit the street with a "bang bang" sound like a rainstorm.

"Watch the three o'clock direction!"

The director's scream suddenly interrupted.

"What the hell is that?"

The camera shook violently and turned to the East River, where the river water was forming a whirlpool with a diameter of half a kilometer.

The gravity anchor at the bottom of Zod's combat boots emitted a high-frequency "buzzing" sound, and the water of the Hudson River was pumped into a spiral water blade by him.

When the water blade split the clouds, the friction between the speeding water flow and the air produced a "whooshing" sound like a tornado.

"Bang!"

The live broadcast vehicle was suddenly overturned by the gust of air, and the screen captured a terrifying scene as it flipped:

The pages of the Statue of Liberty's copper code were peeling off, and a piece of copper plate brushed against a Marine armored vehicle, instantly tearing the composite armor in half.

This scene sent chills down the spines of everyone watching the live broadcast.

"Zizi...Dear audience...Zizi...This is CNN...Zizi..."

The last image before the signal was finally cut off by the electromagnetic pulse was bronze tears flowing from the goddess's melting eyes.

"Chichi-"

A golden light like a solar flare was dancing in the depths of Clark's pupils, and the output power of his thermal vision had exceeded the critical value.

But the diamond-shaped crystal on the chest of Zod's armor suddenly reversed, and the energy torrent that should have burned through the sky was refracted into seven forks -

Three beams pierced the Wall Street Stock Exchange Building, two swept past the East River Power Plant, and the last two grazed the wings of Air Force One.

"The energy utilization rate is only 47%, which is a waste."

Zod's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, and the gravity anchor popped out from the bottom of his boots and pierced into the ground.

When Clark was briefly paralyzed by energy overload, he pulled out a liquid metal chain blade.

This is a weapon commonly used by Kryptonian soldiers. The dark red halo flowing on the blade shows that its molecular structure is oscillating at a high frequency.

The sound of the chain blade breaking through the air was left behind by the sonic boom. Clark barely turned sideways, but the wound from his left shoulder to his ribs was still deep enough to reveal the bone.

Kryptonian blood vaporizes immediately when it comes into contact with air, forming a blood mist carrying radioactive dust.

"Military-grade pain suppression module, recommended to activate."

The armor AI's prompt sound rang in Zod's ears, but he sneered and turned off the pain relief system.

Every bit of pain from the wound stimulates adrenaline, and the gravity amplifier of the combat boots absorbs the wreckage of the Brooklyn Bridge into a metal defense net surrounding the body.

At this point, an NBC News helicopter risked a close-up shot:

"The mysterious man is using some kind of gravity weapon!"

"not good!"

Clark was instantly drowned out by the sound of chain blades colliding.

Zod seized the moment when he was distracted and wrapped the chain blade around Superman's neck like a venomous snake. The high-frequency vibration of the blade directly cut into the biological force field.

Blood dripped down Clark's jaw and formed suspended blood beads in the gravitational anomaly area.

"But that's it..."

Zod's laughter caused the broken glass around him to shatter a second time:

"It's just the ant's death throes."

He deliberately relaxed the chain blade, causing Clark to let out a half-choked gasp.

However, just as Zod was about to tighten the chain blade, a blazing red beam suddenly came from above and hit his right shoulder accurately.

The honeycomb shield automatically unfolds on the back of the Zod armor, and the red light beam is decomposed into elementary particles the moment it touches the shield.

But the incidental impact of the heat vision still made Zod stagger back, and the chain blade's restraint loosened.

"Who?!"

Zedd roared, looking up at the source of the beam.

I saw a familiar figure floating high in the sky, his black cloak fluttering in the wind, his eyes flashing red, and it was obvious that the hot vision just now came from him.

"It seems I'm not too late."

Clark heard the voice, raised his head with difficulty, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"Is it you...Jonathan?"

Jonathan slowly landed beside Clark and glanced at Zod jokingly:

"General..."

Zod steadied himself. The shoulder of his armor was burned black by the heat vision, but he moved his shoulder without caring and said:

"As the advance officer, you lost contact early... I even asked Fiona to find you, but now it seems..."

"You intend to stand on his side?"

"No, no... General, you made a mistake."

Jonathan shrugged.

"I remember telling you about a development plan to integrate with Earth before. You have to understand that the number of other surviving people on the spacecraft is less than 20."

"You are fighting here, and the civilians affected are...undoubtedly declaring war on these countries on Earth."

"There are more than 20 of us. Let's not even talk about whether they have the same gene sequence for fighting as you do. In fact, there are only about five of us who can really stand up and fight."

"Also, have you seen the information I uploaded after arriving on Earth? A certain Dongfeng Express, cruise missiles, nuclear weapons..."

Having said that, Jonathan stared at Zod with an even more teasing look.

"So, General...how can you be so sure and certain that you can withstand the desperate counterattack of the entire Earth?"

"Actually, I don't need to care about these... Jonathan, you know, after we get the Code of Life... we can continue to create our own people at any time."

"The sacrifices of other tribesmen are only a stepping stone for a greater revival."

"Then there's nothing to discuss..."

Seeing that Zod was determined to persist, Jonathan's eyes gradually became serious.

The next second, Jonathan's eyes burst into a fiery light again, and two hot rays of light shot straight at Zod.

Zod quickly raised his arms, and the energy shield on his armor blocked most of the attacks, but the energy aftermath of the heat vision still pushed him back several meters.

"Clark, stand up quickly."

Jonathan glanced sideways at Superman lying on the ground.

"I don't have time to waste with you."

Clark took a deep breath, endured the pain and stood up. The fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, and he stood side by side with Jonathan.

"Two to one?"

Zod sneered.

"Do you think you can beat me like this?"

“We have already placed two planetary gravity correction devices in Metropolis and the Indian Ocean.

As long as the spacecraft activates the sensor, the gravity environment of the entire earth will be forcibly corrected."

Jonathan naturally knew Zod's purpose.

In the original plot, Zod wanted to forcibly modify the earth's gravity into an environment suitable for Kryptonians to survive.

The consequence of the correction is that the earth cracks, buildings break, and the whole world becomes weightless.

You know, in a state of weightlessness, objects will maintain their original inertia. At that time, the entire earth will be in a catastrophe.

Although Jonathan had no feelings for this world, he didn't want to suffer.

"Let's fight quickly."

The next second, two heat vision rays shot out at the same time. Zod dodged quickly, but Jonathan was faster.

His figure appeared behind Zod like a ghost and punched him hard in the back.

Zod was knocked flying and crashed through a building.

But Zod's newly awakened physique was indeed quite strong, and he was able to stop himself after withstanding dozens of layers of concrete on his face.

The next moment, two streaks of scarlet lava cut through the twilight, and Zod's pupils suddenly contracted.

The ripples of heat vision burning the air were still on his retina. His military boots had crushed three concrete slabs and moved sideways rapidly.

"Didn't you hit him? Where's the person?"

Jonathan's punch was 0.3 seconds faster than he expected - this error was enough to turn Zod into a silver meteor in the sonic boom again.

"boom!"

The steel skeleton of the thirty-seven-story office building spread out like the fangs of a beast, and Zod crashed through seven load-bearing walls before he stopped.

Before the concrete dust settled, Jonathan's figure had already solidified in the shock wave. The sunlight shone through his raised black shawl, forming an extremely oppressive shadow.

As for why only Jonathan was alone——

"Boom!"

Clark's grunt came from three hundred yards away.

He was flying behind Jonathan in a trance.

Unexpectedly, Jonathan, the sixth man, suddenly dodged, and the two huge red pillars hit his face hard, and he flew backwards and fell into the Hudson River.

"Raising your hands is not an apology... it's a prison cell. You still need to practice."

Jonathan saw Clark's miserable condition and covered his face speechlessly.

"Forget it... I'll do it myself."

Jonathan cracked his knuckles and the granite cracked into spiderwebs under his feet.

A blurry afterimage suddenly appeared in Zod's pupils, and he instinctively put up defenses.

But in the next second, Jonathan's knee strike hit the gap between his seventh and eighth ribs - that was an old injury he suffered in the arena thirty years ago.

The shock wave overturned three gas stations, and Zod's golden breastplate was dented into a strange V shape.

"..."

Zod tore open the ten-ton transformer box as he rolled.

"General, is this all you can do?"

Jonathan didn't give the other party any chance to react. He flashed forward, grabbed Zod's throat with one hand, and lifted him off the ground.

Zod's combat boots plowed two charred furrows in the asphalt.

Thirty meters away, Clark, who was soaking wet, just arrived and saw this scene.

Moreover, the steam rising from Jonathan's back formed an eerie halo in the sunlight, like a transparent miniature sun rotating between his shoulder blades.