Hero, you have crossed [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Hernan didn't want to talk.Don't want to see Lucas either.

Lucas was literally taken aback by his expression.Rarely had he seen Hernan so silent, so gloomy and low.For a brief moment, Lucas almost thought that Hernan was angry because of him, that he regretted covering him up, so that this nightmare belonging to the earth finally came.

But Lucas always knew.That is impossible.

However, he could only remain silent.He subconsciously avoided Hernan's sight and forced himself to stare at Beka who was covered in injuries.Lucas thought he would be angry, he thought he would be filled with those intense feelings again... but in fact, he didn't.

He's pretty calm.

'The day has finally come'.It's a wonderful emotion.He seems to be able to breathe a long breath - the day has finally arrived.This damned nightmare, this fate that would consume him, or be swallowed by him, had finally come to him.

He was very calm.Calm to the point of numbness, he waited quietly without even a trace of uneasiness.Lucas seemed to know what he was waiting for.He seemed to be waiting for Hernan's answer, Hernan's choice...even though he knew that his brother had no choice at all.

Hernan really had no choice.Will he give up Becca, give up Lucas?The second option never really existed - he didn't even think about 'surrendering' for a second.

That's who he is.So unreasonable and tough, so reckless and stubborn.Superman doesn't have to choose, of course he helps his friends.

But also because of this, he really didn't want to see Lucas.

It's embarrassing and funny.In fact, he was desperate for the kid in front of him, but he didn't want this scene to be seen by the other party at all—why? ...he knew it.

Hernan knew it well.He still didn't want to, he still didn't want to... didn't want Lucas to see his ugly side.

He didn't want the other party to see his unglamorous choice, he didn't want the other party to know - he could do this for him.

This is so shameful.

"Lucas."

But he had to respond to that name.Superman spoke calmly, his voice was calm but seemed to be full of heavy and incomparable power.He called out the name of his friend, brother, and another self, and saw the other person raised his head in shock, obviously aware of something.

The gray-blue eyes of the Son of Krypton stared at the colorless pupils of the Son of God and Demon.They have a tacit understanding enough that they don't need to say a single word to understand each other's meaning.

That's why Lucas was shocked, dazed, and panicked... He tried his best to suppress these ridiculous feelings.Trying to be 'normal'.He seemed to have guessed what Hernan was going to do, he didn't expect Hernan to want to do this.

"Let's change places."

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It was supposed to be a quiet execution.

'Execution', execution? ...that's a very problematic word.But Hernan couldn't think of any word that could replace it.Perhaps murder and killing are also good, but neither seems to be more accurate than execution.

But the execution was not accurate, and Hernan knew exactly what he was doing.This is an unjust massacre without any trace of justice mixed in.This time he completely lost the fig leaf that belonged to righteousness...

It's just 'I'm going to kill another intelligent being'.That's all.

He's going to kill Ray.Kill the black runner.It's not about justice, he has to kill them, it's better to kill them, that's all.

- Then he will fly out of his earth and fly to the 'New Apocalypse'.He will ask Lucifer to help him open the other side's gate, then rush into the temple and kill Lzaya.

This is his plan.On the other side: the leader of a noble race recognized by the universe, while quietly waiting for his reaction to his temptation, he directly killed his temple and took his life.

Hernan made his choice silently when his Wonder Woman fell from the sky in Bekaa.It was an almost insane, almost impossible decision.But the moment Superman made up his mind... the fate of the light and black runners had been decided.

There's no way they'll ever get out of Earth alive.

—and this is by no means for justice.

Even Hernan, who is as proud as Hernan, can't deceive himself that it's right...it's just the most suitable.

…Has he never considered who is more suitable to control the power left by Darkseid, Lucas or Lzaya, and who is more likely to digest this power and lead it to the right path?

Of course he thought about it.I am afraid that all high-level beings who know about this have thought about it.And those people's answers must be different from his - after all, the only logical basis for his answer is 'he is Lucas'.

... Then did he never consider that once the new protoss chooses to attack the earth for Becca and Lucas, his second home planet is doomed to be destroyed?

And before that, the government and the wizarding world would be the first to try to wrest these two from him.Those he protects will be the ones who hate him the most, and he, his friends and family are doomed to lose everything.

Hernan thought about it.Of course he thought about it.He thought about it so many times, he thought of almost every possibility.

The word 'naive' has never been with him, and Superman knows very well that the moment he chooses to side with Becca and Lucas, he becomes the one who tries to fight against the whole world, the whole universe.He is wrong, all the reactions and actions of Lzaya are more in line with the choice of the entire universe.

The fact seems to be the same.Look, the great, noble, merciful Father has already calculated an unjust assassination before he only wants to test his attitude.

But go to your code.Go to your whole universe and he coded it.Go to hell - that's Lucas.It was his, the only, the most... that was Lucas.

It was the brother who looked up into the night sky with him in gloom and fear.It was the little boy who smoked the bad smell of alcohol with him and looked at each other silently.It's his favorite guy, the creator of his most inseparable memories.It was a piece of his soul that he accidentally separated from his body.

That's his Lucas.

Hernan always thought of this.They will feel unhappiness like a stick in their throats.But this unhappiness was mixed with a sense of satisfaction that made him extremely happy.He often feels sick about it afterwards.Because he so domineeringly identified Lucas as an existence that belongs to him alone, because of his possessive desire for his little boy and friend.He knows it's sick, it's not right.

But there's nothing wrong with that.His life has always been like this, he never entangled in being right or wrong, he only did what would satisfy him and make him happy.

He loves Lucas.Love as deeply as you love yourself.Even if Hernan didn't even love herself that much.

What?What if his boy got all the power of that one, and fell into darkness, against him?

...just think about it when something like that happens.that kind of thing...

Hernan never wanted to go any further.Superman is really, sincerely avoiding that possibility, that answer.

—he will run away.Maybe he'll run away.

Can he really be an enemy of Lucas?Could he really, really want to...kill that self?

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Fortunately, he didn't have to know the answer either.Because before that possibility could be realized, he had to save his boy's life.He must first remove the obstacles in front of Lucas.

This is injustice.This is immoral.This is blind.This is wrong.This is crazy.

But no one can stop a Kryptonian who has made up his mind.No one can.

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"he died."

Lucas's words were light and thin, and disappeared without a trace accompanied by the sea breeze in an instant.

He didn't look down, but he didn't look up either.Although he really wanted to see Hernan's back and observe his brother's expression...but he always felt that it was a bit cruel.

He was holding the new Protoss who had lost his arms and had his lower half of his face shattered.The opponent's recovery speed could not keep up with his subsequent injuries and blood loss, and he had just died completely.Lucas was still carrying the corpse, he didn't know where Hernan wanted to go.

But this time Superman, the Superman who always liked to provoke him and play tricks on him, didn't answer.They flew forward one after the other, and Lucas couldn't be sure whether Hernan wanted to cross the sea, or to...

He didn't want to think about it any more.So I forced myself to divert my attention.But following him, he discovered something was wrong.This place, this island...he is...so familiar.

Lucas shuddered.He almost wanted to ask the question again - but he didn't.He's not sure it's a coincidence, is it?This became inexplicably horrifying.Lucas almost panicked.

——This is the sea where he killed Greer.This is where he frantically stabbed his mother dozens of swords and pushed her into the sea.

It's a somewhat eerie coincidence.But it is also a kind of necessity.Hernan stopped flying after a while, and the rare and silent Superman finally turned around, and he looked at his panic-stricken brother... Hernan knew that he might 'scared' Lucas.

For a moment, a very short moment.Hernan wanted to laugh about it.He didn't find it ironic, he knew Lucas was worried about him - but it wasn't necessary.

Hernan understood.Lucas is never used to being loved and treated too well by others.He knew that the other party was not used to accepting gifts, and always felt that things would go in the worst direction.

what.

"Throw him away," said Superman. "The king of Atlantis owes me a favor. So even if they are resurrected in the water, they will not be able to return to land again."

...the information in this sentence is enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.So does Lucas.It's not that he can't accept Hernan's coldness.He just... just didn't want the other person like this.

He didn't want Hernan to become like this for him.

But it's funny.He hesitated for less than ten seconds, then obediently let go of his fingers, allowing the mutilated corpse to fall into the sea.

It was a very small 'plop'.It wasn't as intense as his mother's back then.But the child who once killed was feverish, excited, painful, frightened and happy.At this moment, he only felt confused and cold.

……why?

I do not like this.I do not like this.

Lucas finally looked up.He looked at the man who was trying to protect him.The most special existence.Hernan looked at him, as if he had noticed his hesitation.Superman smiled reassuringly at that.

"...I can do it myself, I-"

Finally—finally.Lucas felt he finally had his voice back.He seemed to be soothed by Hernan's smile successfully.He, he finally applied in a panic:

"Let me do it, let me do it - it's no different, let me kill him, Hernan!"

"I……"

Lucas felt like he was pleading.Although he wasn't quite sure why he was pleading like that...he was more numb and confused than ever.He instinctively noticed something, and he was happy and satisfied.But he is very clear: this is wrong, bad, and evil.

He didn't want to drag Hernan along with him to evil.So he begged—he—

"As you said, Luke."

He tried feebly.And of course it was rejected.

"It's no different."

"I killed him, you killed him. It's no different, brother."

Superman said calmly.