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Louise groggily opened her eyes and found
"Why did something happen to Clark?"
"My mother has been kidnapped."
Louise immediately chuckled: "Martha, what's wrong with her?"
Clark threw his phone onto the bed, and Louise hurriedly opened it. When she saw the photo, her expression turned unusually serious.
"Clark might be a trap."
"I know, but I have to go there."
Martha is his mother, and she raised him with endless love and care. Clark will not let anyone hurt him.
After getting dressed, Clark leaned out of the window and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Louise couldn't help but shiver. For some reason, a strong sense of anxiety suddenly arose, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Chapter 1454 No one can be found
The coordinates are located in the desert region of the central United States.
This place is remote and sparsely populated; you won't find a single person for miles around, making it ideal for fighting.
Clark entered the game with a little over three minutes remaining.
Martha was in the room next to her, covered in bombs. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be asleep. Besides her mother, there were seven other people in the room. Six of them were wearing black armor, and the last one was wearing a special combat suit. Although it was impossible to see what was underneath, he had a bright bald head, a face that Clark would never forget, and a...
"It really is you, Lex Russo!"
Anger burned in his eyes: his mother was a forbidden zone, and he would not allow anyone to hurt her.
“Don’t be nervous, Carl…” the tone suddenly shifted, “I should call you Clark, Clark-Kent, a farmer from the small town of 877, Kansas, and a reporter for the Daily Planet.”
“Your mother, Mrs. Kent, is not being threatened by anyone. She is sleeping and unaware of what is happening around her, as long as we are talking about… bombs,” he said with a shrug.
"It's just a toy. I'm not so despicable as to threaten him with the lives of my son and mother."
Clark looked around, trying to see the faces beneath the black armor with his X-ray vision, but to his surprise, he couldn't see through the armor: some of the warriors' armor had lead in it, making it impossible to see through.
He instinctively sensed that something was wrong, that a crisis was approaching.
"You're following us!"
Luther smiled slyly: "Don't you feel a sense of déjà vu? They're making you nervous, isn't that wrong?"
Clark vaguely guessed what had happened, and his face turned extremely pale.
"Lex Luthor, you're insane!"
“No, I’m a genius. Only a genius could come up with such a brilliant idea.” “I have to thank you, Clark. You gave me the key to a new world.”
Come, meet your brothers.
The black armor on the faces of the six people automatically separated, revealing unusually familiar faces: Clark Kent. Every single one of them was Clark Kent, with the same face, the same body, and the same hairstyle, like the most perfect replicas.
“这是超人1号这是超人2号这是超人3号这是超人4号这是超人5号至于最后一个“
Luther approached the first clone on the left.
He is Superman himself.
"damn it!"
Clark was enraged, his reason almost completely eroded by anger, but his mother's appearance preserved his last shred of sanity; he couldn't act here, or Martha might die in an accident.
Lex Luthor watched him with interest, teasing him like a cat toying with its prey.
"Clark, you are truly extraordinary. You are kind, innocent, and brave. You believe in justice and truth, as if you live in a fairy tale. No wonder people call you the God of the Earth. Your personality is really suited to be a god. It's a pity that I hate gods the most."
"The gods are high above, the gods are omnipotent, how absurd!"
Luther suddenly clenched his fist and said, word by word, "Man is the greatest creation. In the end, we will rule the universe, not obey a god."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a piercing tiger's roar reached his ears.
The ferocious tiger roared to the sky, its killing intent surging like a tidal wave.
Give you
The wall shattered, and a figure appeared, aiming directly at Lex Luthor. Superman 2, 3, and 4 quickly dodged.
Bang
The house exploded in the powerful shockwave, the roof was blown off, and Clark quickly carried his mother away. Superman One and Superman Five also saw Rudd off.
Dust billowed and lingered for a long time.
A figure appeared in the moonlight: tight-fitting armor outlined a petite yet near-perfect body, golden hair danced in the wind, below which were a pair of blood-red eyes and a face filled with rage.
Energy surged from his body, transforming into a five-meter-tall tiger shadow. The ferocious tiger lay prostrate on the ground, staring straight ahead, its brutal killing intent sending chills down his spine.
"Linda Danvers!"
Luther raised an eyebrow and subconsciously looked around: "Where is Xu Fu-Xiao? Where is he?"
"I don't need him to go against you; one is enough."
Linda let out a low growl and lunged forward. Superman Jr. stepped forward to intercept her, but was flung back by the giant tiger.
"go to hell!"
Suddenly, he clenched his fist in mid-air, and light filled his hand. The light from his fist cleaved through the air, transforming in less than a second into a grotesque, tiger-headed figure appearing before Lex Luthor. Superman III quickly jumped up, raising his arms to protect himself.
Bang
The tiger's head slammed into him, the surging energy cleaving his armor open, revealing large cracks. The powerful impact propelled Superman III backward until he finally couldn't withstand it any longer, flying out and crashing into two small hills before collapsing in the center of the ruins.
"What immense destructive power!"
Lex Luthor's pupils constricted; he feared that if that blow had landed on him, he would have been turned into mincemeat.
Luther realized something was wrong and hurriedly ran away, "personally" escorting Superman, while the other five pounced on Linda.
These clones were all genetically replicated from Clark, and were identical in every way except for their life codes. They had the advantage in strength and speed, and even with the protection of the True Tiger Scripture, Linda gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
He can handle one, but not five.
After paying back his mother's money, Clark rushed back to the battlefield, and with his arrival, the situation finally improved.
A cataclysmic battle erupted in the sparsely populated desert: countless hills were destroyed, deep craters appeared on the ground, high-temperature rays of thousands of degrees swept back and forth, cliffs and rocks were torn apart, and the soil was burning, turning a color similar to lava.
After more than ten minutes of continuous fighting, the outcome was still undecided.
Linda opened the door, walked to Clark's side, and said quickly.
Have you noticed the problem?
Clark nodded: "Their behavior is strange."
Although these five clones possess the strength and speed of Kryptonians of level 5.7, their reaction abilities are far inferior to those of Kryptonians. Sometimes they even seem to stutter, as if they are playing a game of being alone.
Linda joked, "I suspect these guys did it by human hands."
"head?"
"Give it a try."
As soon as he finished speaking, Clark suddenly sped up and pounced on Superman 2, grabbing him with all his might to prevent him from moving away. Linda followed closely behind, punching Superman 2 hard on the head with her right fist.
Bang
Energy surged outwards, the mask shattered into fragments, revealing the face underneath.
The brother and sister simultaneously turned on the X-ray machine to examine No. 2's head, and found that his brain tissue structure was different from that of ordinary people, with something that looked like an insect egg inside.
That's it.
"The eggs are the device Luther uses to control clones."
Chapter 1455 Don't let him move around recklessly
Hold him tight, don't let him move around.
Linda raised her right hand, her fingers gleaming, light as a falling leaf, yet her palm radiated a sunlight-like glow.
Her movements were gentle, like caressing a lover's face, but the moment her fingers touched the brain, she suddenly erupted. The energy contained in her palm penetrated through the skin and bones, shattering the worm eggs deep inside the brain.
puff
The egg was shattered by the energy and turned into blood.
Superman Jr. stood there, stunned, ceasing all resistance, staring blankly like a vegetable.
Clark released his hand, letting it fall to the ground. The brother and sister looked at each other, both angry and pleased.
The clones are indeed controlled; Lex Luthor uses the eggs to issue commands to them. But commands are commands, and battles are ever-changing; they cannot be resolved with just a few words.
This is also why clones sometimes "drop frames"—they are just controlled puppets without any independent consciousness.
Clark risked injury to control the clone, and Linda followed closely behind, her seemingly gentle blows bypassing the hard brain and shattering the egg inside.
The two of them quickly sent all the clones away.