Clark flies among the stars.His flight was not graceful, like a bullet that had been fired out of the chamber of a gun, his body was full of strength, and between the slight twisting of his limbs, he was full of embarrassment and pain.He was tossed from the stars to the earth like a cannonball, or a stake.Under the impact of the huge force, Superman turned into a falling meteorite, and he rubbed against the thin atmosphere of the world at high speed, like a heavenly fire, and fell on the ridge of an abandoned asteroid.Like a war hammer wielded by a world-destroying giant.At the moment of landing, it pierced the black ridge like the roar of heavy artillery, and pierced directly under the cracked earth with the roar of rubble.From the sky, to the mountains, to the earth, a straight line was pierced by this brutal force.Anything that stands in the way is ruthlessly destroyed.Clark rolled on the ground, his numb and aching limbs moving hard, clasping to the ground, causing the rubble to fly and the ground to tear apart, and by the moment he finally stopped rolling, he was lying at the bottom of a massive crater more than ten meters in azimuth.Clarke's beaten nostrils spurted blood from the tumbling stones, and his bruised cheeks were extremely embarrassed, like a drunk who had drunk too much had been beaten so badly that every bone in his body was moaning in pain.And at the moment when he struggled to get up, his keen perception erupted with extreme danger prompts, and the instinct of his heart beating made Clark staggered his arms and blocked in front of him the moment he fell into rapid consciousness and got up.He didn't even have time to dodge.Immediately, a black light fell from the sky, and along the traces of Clark's blast in this world, in a thunderous roar, the clenched iron fist hammered left and right on Clark's chest.The moment the fatal force made contact, Clark's staggered arms were crushed, and the second punch hit him in the heart, making his tough heart almost stop beating at this moment.Black cobweb-like rifts spread rapidly from under Superman's feet to all sides of the world.It's like a sudden earthquake.It was as if the land had been struck by the giant's fists.In wave after wave, the sound of crackling and shattering came from beneath the rift, and dirt and heavy stones flew into the air and smashed into the ground under the pull of gravity.After all the power of this punch dissipated, a kilometer-long rift was shaped in the smoke and dust billowing across the barren plains, and the terrain that had changed for thousands of years was completed in a matter of seconds.The cracks and crumbling of vast mountains and vast plains triggered a small area of climate change, and the gray soot that was very different from the earth rolled up into several huge clouds of sand above the rift, and the sand and gravel that had been blasted into the sky swayed wantonly.They obscured the light from the stars, making the world seem to be covered with a dull gauze for just a few minutes.It's a strange sight that an alien world should have.It's hard to imagine that this earth-changing gesture was created by pure power rather than more mysterious magic.Heavenly Father is, after all, a hurdle.No matter what kind of power it is, whether it is the pure brute force that comes from the body, or the magic accumulated by walking the mysterious path, once you cross the level of the Heavenly Father, you will be reborn.The warriors who walk the path of strength, after the formation of the body of the Heavenly Father, are not necessarily inferior to the elegant and noble masters.Ten seconds later, on the ground that had gradually quieted down and was completely torn, General Zod, with a calm face, flew out of the deepest part of the rift with something in his hand.It was a broken sternum, weak and painful Clark.Zod landed on the edge of the shattered crater as he carried his prey, and he straightened up as the red cloak swayed behind him.The Kryptonian general was also covered in dust, and his black combat uniform was torn.He looked embarrassed with bruises on his emaciated face and blood at the corners of his mouth.But compared to Clarke, who was held in his hands, Zod's condition was much better."
Without that yellow sun, you're weak and distressing, Carl."
General Zod grabbed Clarke's calf and dragged Superman across the barren land like he was dragging garbage.They are located long after leaving the solar system.The sun's lack of light was here, breaking Clark's unstable state of being radiated by the sun and entering the Father, and allowing Clark to return to his state under the Father.This also meant that other Kryptonians could no longer draw power from the Sun."
The sun is very kind to you, it generously gives you an inexhaustible amount of energy, and even after absorbing a large amount of sunlight in a short period of time, it puts you into a state of being 'strengthened'."
Zod dragged a bloodied Clark as he walked through this barren world.He came alone.Clark convinces Fiora not to intervene in the duel before the one-on-one fight with Zod, and the lieutenant fulfills the agreement, but in the one-on-one confrontation with Zod, Superman loses badly.Zod walked forward step by step, the rough sand and gravel blowing against Zod's steel in the fast-flying wind, the bad weather enough to destroy any delicate and powerful machinery, but it couldn't stop Zod's progress.As he walked, he said to Clarke, who had temporarily lost his ability to fight, "That burning star gives you the ability to fight against the true Heavenly Father, but that strength is only an illusion, it fills you with confidence, it makes you feel that you can fight me." ”"But it turns out, you can't, Carl.False strength can't match real strength, and I hope you can learn that lesson from today's fight. ”"Believe me, this is a very important lesson for a fighter with a big future."
General Kryptonian didn't seem to care about Clarke's persuasion of Fiora, grabbing Superman's calf and pulling him into the shadow of a mountain on the verge of collapse.It's a leeward place that can hold out the bad storm.Zod tossed Clarke, whose sternum had healed, aside, and took out a black blood collection device from the pocket of his combat suit.He half-knelt beside Clark, superman's powerful self-healing power had healed his ruptured sternum and bruises on his body, but he was still in a weakened state, and Clark raised his hand to destroy the device as he saw Zod take his own blood."
Bang" Zod easily pinched Superman's wrist.Between the five fingers, accompanied by a low bone cracking sound, Superman's hand bones were crushed and smashed to the ground in an abnormal arc."
Poof" 6 sharp needles pierced Clarke's chest, and the blood collector began to work like a small water pump, and the blood from Clark was drawn, but not much.Judging from the volume of the instrument, it is at most the capacity of a normal blood, and it will not affect Superman's health.While the device was working, Zod sat cross-legged next to Clark, looking into Clark's eyes, whose throat bone had been cracked in the previous confrontation, and the wound was healing, and Clark was still speechless.He could only look at Zod with a look that was a mixture of dissuasion and anger.Facing that look, Zod's expression didn't change in the slightest, and he sat there, raised his head, and looked at the sky.His Father's powerful vision allowed him to see the 15 Kryptonian soldiers hovering in the stars, Fiora commanding them, and beyond the battlefield, the soldiers were waiting for the leader's orders."
I'm curious how you managed to convince Fiora to stand by and watch you fight me?"
It's like an elder chatting with a junior.In his trademark deep voice, Zod asked, "You made some kind of deal with her?"
No, no, Fiora is a good soldier, she has never disobeyed my orders since she joined my legion, and she will not violate my orders at the mission level. ”"So, I guess, for personal reasons?"
Zod touched his chin, and he shook his head and let out a short laugh.After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Well, I guessed it, but alas, I was destined not to respond to this wonderful expectation, not because I was hard-hearted, but because...""
Carl, I'm dead, and three times."
Zod turned his head to look at the silent Clark, and he said seriously, "I died for the first time when my adventure to save my world failed, and that time I broke my oath and lost the glory of being a soldier. ”"When I was released from my long captivity, when I heard the news of the destruction of Krypton, I died for the second time, I lost my hometown and the people I wanted to protect, I lost the meaning of my existence.""
I died for the third time when the collector sent my only 14 remaining compatriots into the gladiatorial arena of Saka, and when I heard the news of the deaths of my compatriots..."
Zod bowed his head and looked at his blood-stained hands, and he said in a hoarse tone, "I swore to them that I would take them to rebuild the world, and they trusted me, so trusting, and I failed to live up to that trust." ”"After losing the glory, losing the existence, I lost the trust again.""
You say, how can a person like me, a man who has lost everything, promise more to a woman who has always been in love with me?""
I don't deserve it, Carl."
Zod reached out from Clark's chest and grabbed the device that had been drained from blood.He looked at the blood rippling in the center of the instrument, and said, "Fiora may have told you something, you may know what I'm going to do with your blood, Carl." ”"Yes, I never wanted to reforge the Kryptonian civilization in the wrong way, and when I knew you were about to have a baby, I knew Joe had found the right path.This is very gratifying to me, and it is enough for me to have no worries. ”"I'm determined to die, and I can't continue to live in this cruel world.""
I was born to be the best warrior I can be, and I want to die as a warrior, and I know that it would be a better choice for us to start a new life on Earth like you, but...
Not for me. ”Zod stood up and patted the dust and blood from his body.He looked at Clark struggling on the ground, and said, "When everything is ready, when I am about to set foot on the final battlefield, I will send Fiora and some of the warriors who want to continue to be on the earth, and then I will have to trouble you and Kara to help them." ”"This is my last plea for you."
With that, Zod turned around and was about to leave.Behind him, Clark asked with difficulty, "Why?"
in a sound like a stone rubbing against his throat bone, which had not yet recovered. ”"Huh?"
Zod looked back at Clark lying on the ground, and he said, "What why?"
”"If you don't want to rebuild Krypton, why did you make a three-month agreement with me?"
Clark propped himself up against the stone with his still intact arms, and he stared at Zod, asking in a stubborn tone, "Is this a trial?"
What the hell do you want me to prove to you?
”"I just want to see, Carl, to see what you can do for your fellow man."
Zod walked forward without looking back, and said, "It turns out that although you are still a little lacking in strength, you are already a qualified Kryptonian warrior in terms of will and spirit. ”"You didn't delay, you didn't choose to escape, you just went to the meeting so calmly, your courage makes me admire, but recklessness is a big problem, but it doesn't matter, you are still young, young people are like this."
Zod shook his head, he glanced back at Clark, a rare gentle smile on his serious face, and then he walked back into the wind and sand of this world, his back blurred.His indistinct voice grew softer and softer in the sand, as if he were entrusting the future."
You haven't tapped into all your potential yet, Karl, but I'm sure that if you are given a little more time, you can become a better Kryptonian warrior than me, a Kryptonian lord who grew up on Earth...""
I come from the old era when Krypton has been destroyed, Carl, I am a loser, but I will also look forward to the completion of the reconstruction of Kryptonian civilization in the hands of you and your heirs, and I will bless you.""
Don't come to me again, go back, go back to welcome the birth of your child, and nurture him well.""
Tell him the story about Zod the Kryptonite, and tell the kid that the last Kryptonian general is the best soldier until he dies.""
Whoosh" As Clark watched, Zod's figure rushed from the ground to the stars, Superman shook his head, and with great difficulty, he took out the deformed vibranium syringe from his pocket.He looked at the syringe in his hand, and to be honest, he didn't plan to use it at all.But now, he doesn't have to.Zod doesn't need the sun's strength, and he's already a strong Heavenly Father, and in this place where the sun can't reach, Clark doesn't have enough strength to complete the rescue.Would he be willing to just watch his people and elders step into the path of revenge with their will to die, and then return to Earth to live their lives as if nothing had happened?
No!
Never!
Zod has given up all hope and allowed himself to become an avenger chasing death.But Clark didn't want to just give up on him.There are only so many Kryptonians left, each of them is precious, not to mention, he promised Fiora that he would save his people.The silver needle pierced the artery in Clark's neck, and the orange-yellow liquid was injected into Clark's veins, and in the cold, stinging touch, Clark tossed the empty syringe in his hand aside.He leaned against the stone and closed his eyes."
Merlin, if you can hear—" Clark felt a strange sensation oozing from his trembling body, and he called out the raven's name like a drowning man calling for help.He gave up without knowing it, and he whispered, "As before...""
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