Shadow of the Beautiful World

Arrogant boy!

Clark invites Zod to fight.

The last Kryptonian general readily accepted, he let out a furious roar, and under the light of the stars, he turned into a black streamer.

With enough power to split mountains and rocks, and even tear apart the earth and planets, Zod's heavy punches couldn't catch Clark's head at all.

The blow was merciless.

Obviously, Clark's repeated stalking also made Zod completely lose his patience.

He wants to defeat Superman with absolute strength, and let him understand that persistence without strength is just a meaningless foolishness.

But the development of things is beyond Zod's imagination.

boom

This powerful blow from the heavenly father in his normal form was firmly caught by Clark's separated five fingers.

He hovered in the air, his body without a relay point didn't even retreat, just shook a bit, dispelling Zod's terrifying power.

And during the physical contact between the two, Zod also felt the rapid vibration emanating from Clark's body, the vibration like a war drum was transmitted along his arm, very rhythmic.

The sound was like a war drum, constantly banging on General Zod's mind.

It was the sound of a heartbeat.

This made Zod look at Clark in surprise, and he asked in disbelief:

How... did you break through to Heavenly Father again in such a short time? Still without solar radiation!

After realizing that I couldn't defeat you, I accepted the help of my friends and gained new power through evolution.

Clark replied softly:

Uncle, the me I am now is what you have been looking for. Regarding the future of Krypton, I have foreseen that future. Let's stop now, there is still time...

That's not my future!

Zod ignored Clark's persuasion.

The surface of his other fist was interlaced with red light, which was the manifestation of pure power in a higher form, which represented that Zod finally got serious and used his core power as the heavenly father.

But Clark is faster than him!

In the blink of an eye, the fist wrapped in the vibrating gold armor hit Zod's chest, sending the Kryptonian general flying away.

He flipped around in deep space for a few weeks, and just as he stabilized his body, he saw Clark with the sun halo all over his body flashing into his field of vision like a ghost. This was not some kind of magical magic.

That's just because Clark's speed is too fast, which has exceeded the limit speed that Zod's vision and perception can capture under normal conditions.

The format of the battle was reversed.

The general had only time to raise his arms before a merciless blow from his nephew landed on his arms.

The real speed of light fist!

In the blink of an eye, Zod was punched hundreds of times by Clark, and every punch burst out with a chilling explosion.

Accompanied by the low shattering sound of hand bones, Clark grabbed Zod's collar, and with Silver Superman's cry, Zod was ruthlessly thrown to an asteroid a few kilometers away.

Red light exploded on the surface of Zod's body like a flame.

The substantive, viscous flame-like light wrapped around Zod's body, constantly dissolving the unimaginable brute force from Clark for him.

There was an unconcealable astonishment in the general's eyes.

Clark not only broke through the Heavenly Father, he was not at all like a powerful fighter who had just entered the Heavenly Father. On the contrary, the punch he threw out was nearly ten thousand tons, which was far beyond the ordinary Heavenly Father.

Moreover, Clark's mastery of the power in his body can be said to be as light as lifting a weight, and it has reached a near-perfect level.

It seems that the power of the foul didn't appear out of thin air, it came from his body, it was like his innate power.

But how is this possible?

Apparently ten minutes ago, Clark was just a Kryptonian warrior close to his heavenly father...

Even in the Kryptonian civilization, which is generally astonishing in talent, Zod has never heard of such a weird individual as Clark in the long history. He does not behave like an ordinary Kryptonian at this time.

He acted more like an enhanced Kryptonian! The perfect Kryptonian.

More like, a newly born...

perfect life?

Don't be distracted, uncle.

Zod was awakened by Clark's eerily calm voice.

The red flames wrapped around the latter's body rushed up like an explosion. Amid Zod's roar, his fists slammed towards Clark, who was approaching fast, in accordance with the fighting instinct.

But Clark accelerated again after the sudden stop, avoiding Zod's fist sideways in a dangerous and relaxed way.

With the power of the high-speed rotation of his body, Clark completed a fierce side kick at the speed of light, and the force from his legs hit Zod's abdomen like a battle axe, making the general fall faster and more crazily.

boom

It was like a repeat of the battle ten minutes ago.

Under the oppression of a completely irresolvable force, Zod's figure fell like a meteor into the ground of the small world where there was no atmosphere at all, blasting a shock-shaped depression on the ground.

But what was worse than the previous situation was that Silver Superman didn't give Zod any time to react.

The moment the general fell into the ground, Clark jumped several times the speed of light and landed in front of Zod.

He tilted his head, looked at Zod under his feet, his white face was expressionless, his left foot was raised high, and then fell like a war hammer, hitting Zod's chest.

kuang

The terrifying power spread into the ground, tearing a wide crack on the surface of this small world.

Zod was enraged by the attack.

He gritted his teeth and threw out several punches, but none of them could hit Clark who was jumping left and right in the crash of rubble. This guy's movement speed was extremely fast, like a phantom constantly punching around Zod .

The perfect fit of strength and speed brought Clark unimaginable destructive power.

Just 2 minutes later, the red anger wrapped around Zod's body was torn apart neatly by Clark.

Stop struggling!

Clark gave a warning, but was ignored by Zod again.

The latter has entered a state of rage because of continuous attack failures, looking for opportunities to counterattack like a wild beast.

This stubbornness brought a frown to Clark's face.

He dodged Zod's kryptonian fighting technique and kept a few meters away from the general. Seeing Zod pounce on him again, Clark took a deep breath.

In the next second, cold breath came out of Clark's mouth. This scene was very similar to the scene where the goddess of winter exploded with the power of hoarfrost.

Zod's whole body was covered with icicles visible to the naked eye. In Clark's constant exhalation of cold breath, after a few seconds, most of Zod's body was frozen.

Another scorching scarlet heat ray shot from Clark's eyes.

In the eyes of this perfect life, rays with a temperature close to the core of the sun hit Zod's chest, easily tearing away the protection of the Kryptonian combat uniform.

In the pain of burning flesh and blood, Zod's skin was scorched, and the unbearable pain caused the general to explode with strength, smashing the ice around him.

He tried to dodge Clark's movements by jumping.

But in the next second, in the burst of light like the sun, Clark flashed and rushed to Zod's eyes.

He indifferently raised his right hand, clasped Zod's shoulder, and pressed his whole body to the ground. His left hand clenched into a fist, which was as heavy as the sun after 3 seconds of power accumulation. A punch finally came out.

kuang

Clark's fist passed through the illusion again and hit General Zod's chest.

At the moment of contact, the vibrating gold glove on the surface of his fist broke inch by inch because he couldn't bear the force of the punch, and was disintegrated in a posture of annihilation, while Zod's sternum was completely crushed by the punch.

The tough body of the heavenly father can't resist this kind of ultimate destruction.

Amidst the blood and flesh splattering, Clark's fist almost pierced Zod's chest, rubbing his heart and blasting the ground behind General Krypton.

The power gathered at one point pierced the ground, like a pillar penetrating into the ground, and amidst the creepy shattering sound, the remaining power of this punch directly pierced through the continental shelf of this small world.

Of course, because the breaking point is small and most of the power is absorbed by Zod, the continental shelf of the world did not just collapse.

puff

The pain of being pierced through the body made General Krypton spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

He looked in disbelief at the indifferent Superman in front of him. There were a few drops of blood splashed on Clark's white face. With his calm face at this time, and those eyes that were so rational that they were almost cold, this combination made Zod I couldn't help feeling a bit chilly.

No matter who this terrifyingly strong guy is...

He is not Carl!

At least not Carl in a normal state!

The force that allowed Karl to complete his evolution also changed him.

Uncle Zod, you lost.

Clark breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up, withdrew his blood-stained fist, and lifted General Zod, who had been defeated by all defenses and was too weak to fight back, from the ground.

The bloody wound on General Zod's chest looked horrific, but in fact, it was not a fatal wound to the powerful Heavenly Father.

The flesh and blood of the Father has a strong self-healing power, and it will take some time for Zod to heal this wound.

hum

After the battle, the sun-like rays of light wrapped around Clark's body slowly dissipated.

The beating starlight in Clark's eyes also dimmed, and the indifference during the battle was removed like a disguise. Under Zod's gaze, Clark's humanity seemed to return with the dissipation of power.

I'm sorry I beat you up like this, but it's really hard for me to stop in the situation just now.

Clark put Zod next to a stone, and with the heat rays from his eyes, he helped Zod temporarily heal the terrible wound.

He said to the silent Zod:

According to the agreement, you will listen to me now.

I have only one request for you, give up revenge, go back to Earth with me, and live a good life there...

Zod gritted his teeth, he looked at Clark, and he said:

Fiora and the other warriors can follow you back, but I... I refuse. Karl, I don't need your handouts! I don't need you to pity me!

It's not pity, and it's not charity.

Superman takes the collector of his blood from General Zod's pocket.

Under the general's regretful gaze, the instrument was easily crushed by Clark, and the blood of Superman was sprinkled in this world without an atmosphere, and quickly dissipated on the cracked ground.

He threw the wreckage of the instrument in his hand far away, turned his head, and said to the indifferent Zod:

I just don't want to see you lying alone in a pool of blood. I promised Fiora, Uncle Zod, she doesn't want you to die, she is willing to give everything to save you, and so do I.

Secondly...about your crippled genes.

Clark pursed his lips, and he said to Zod:

Before I didn't dare to make any guarantees, but after I got the evolution, I can assure you that my friend Merlin will definitely have a way to complement your incomplete genes, so that you can recover from the failure of genetic engineering. Back to being a whole, healthy Kryptonian.

Clark looked at Zod, and he said:

You said it yourself, my father, the method Joe used to save the world was right, and I'm an example, and you can copy that method too, and fall in love with Fiora, or with some Earth lady, Give birth to your own children...

You don't need to rely on me and my descendants to complete the reconstruction of Kryptonian civilization in a natural way on Earth.

You can do this yourself.

After Clark finished speaking, he looked at Zod, waiting for Zod's answer.

I...

As soon as General Zod opened his mouth, a ray of light lit up in the air beside the two of them. With the sound of the door opening, Mistress Carol with a frosty face strode out from the light door.

She looked at Clark and said sharply:

Finally found you, Clark, your wife is about to give birth, what are you doing here? You're still naked! It's outrageous!

Go and get dressed, Louise is waiting for you in the Fortress of Solitude! You irresponsible man!

Carol's scolding made Clark raise his head abruptly.

His eyes were full of surprise and anticipation. At this moment, he didn't even care about the seriously injured Zod. He jumped up and rushed towards the light door of the mysterious room.

The moment he stepped into the door, Clark turned his head and said to Madam Carol:

Carol, help me take care of Zod, he is my clan, and there are other fighters in the stars, help me bring them back to the mystery room, thank you.

After speaking, Clark's figure disappeared through the wooden door.

And Carol, who was wearing denim clothes, folded her arms and looked down at the weak Zod. She said:

Oh, I heard Merlin say about you guys, a group of stubborn, awkward, and arrogant guys who obviously care about Clark but don't say anything, and insist on looking for death...

Shut up! Woman!

Zod gritted his teeth and widened his eyes. He said to Carol:

Kryptonian pride does not allow...

boom

The mistress raised her left hand, and a light cannon stretched out towards the ridge behind her. In the violent explosion, a mountain nearly a thousand meters high was smoothed out.

This scene made Zod shut up immediately.

He might have been able to fight this woman in his prime, but now he was too weak to match Carol at all.

Clark has a stubborn temper. He is unwilling to accept help from his friends and insists on resolving matters with you. If he wasn't so stubborn, how could things have come to this point?

Let's not talk about anything else, the gang of Justice League alone is enough to easily defeat you!

The mistress looked at General Zod, she said coldly:

And I've seen a lot of aliens like you who are self-sufficient. It's his business that Clark is willing to endure your strange temper. I'm not used to you here!

So if I were you, I would accept Clark's kindness and keep a low profile...

The mistress snapped her fingers, and soon a ghost servant came out of the door of the mysterious room, helped Zod up from the ground, and those Kryptonian warriors who were injured, the mistress glanced at them , then shook his head.

Carol said to General Zod with a sad expression:

With all due respect, there are only two or three kittens left in the entire civilization, and you have no right to pick and choose. Go to the mystery room to treat the wound first, and get ready by the way. My husband, I mean ...

Raven, please!]