American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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Blood dripped, then surged with the wind of the sword.

With a roar of incredible speed, he thrust the greatsword forward with all his might. As the greatsword pierced his body, he flew to the top.

"go to hell!"

The iron fist, imbued with an energy storm, struck the tip of the greatsword and broke it in two! The greatsword caved inward, and cracks appeared on its surface.

A beam of red light descended from the sky, pierced through the building, and exploded, creating a crater tens of meters wide.

With a swift wave of his hand, the surrounding buildings seemed to come alive, turning into mudflows, the ground trembled, and countless stone pillars, under the influence of his mental power, overlapped and twisted, rising into the air and converging in all directions from the giant sword as the center.

The nearby residents went crazy, running and leaping off the ground, becoming one with the stream.

From the air, the city appears to be held in the palm of a giant hand. Houses collapse one by one, and rubble gathers towards the city center. After a few dozen seconds, the city disappears, and the exposed land looks as if it has been plowed. A huge stone sphere with a diameter of over 100 meters appears in the city center.

He quickly covered his mouth with his hand and coughed painfully, blood gushing from his body and staining his palms red; he had expended a great deal of spiritual energy to create the stone ball, but considering the result, it was all worth it.

"I want to see how long your armor can last."

Before he could finish speaking, the stone ball began to tremble.

The tremors intensified rapidly, causing the body to shake violently from side to side, as if something was about to burst forth.

Click!

The surface cracked open, and a giant sword burst out from the crack, appearing in the speed of the sword. It was much dimmer than before, with a grayish hue.

The monstrous creature roared, "Your armor can't hold up!"

"What about you?"

Xu Fu replied, "You will have as much energy to chant as you can after you have blocked so many attacks."

Speedy Legs tilted his head and said, "Infinite."

"Me too"

The giant sword lunged at him from mid-air, and he quickly dodged it, grabbing the hilt and striking his knee with it. Just then, the giant sword vanished, and red particles rapidly flowed, transforming into an iron arm enveloped in green flames.

The iron fist tore through the air, striking the lightning-fast man in the chest.

Bang

A green bang erupted in the air, followed by the sound of bones breaking. "Speedy Legs" spat out blood and plummeted from the sky to the ground, crashing through a stone sphere and sliding for hundreds of meters before coming to a stop.

Just as Xu Fu was about to rush out to give chase, Ava's voice rang in his mind, "Xu Fu, where are you?"

"Energy is running out. Current supply is 124. Energy reserves have been activated."

Without a second thought, Xu Fu transformed into a giant red sword once more. The sword tore through space, like a meteor falling from the sky, and a flash of light suddenly attacked Speed.

Lie

The blade tore through flesh and blood, and his left arm was severed at the shoulder.

what! ! ! !

With a frenzied roar, Jisu kicked the giant sword away, pushed off the ground with both feet, and soared into the air, his body flashing as he flew into space.

Xu Fu hurriedly gave chase, and the giant sword transformed into a streak of light that shot straight into the sky.

Long after they left, the people who had been hiding in the corner cautiously emerged and saw that their homes had been reduced to ruins. They collapsed to the ground, sobbing.

...

metropolis

After Clark finished dealing with Zod, he walked back to the shuttle. Upon seeing him, Fiora couldn't help but say something.

"Where is the general? Where is he?"

He's dead.

"you are lying!"

Clark shook his head slightly, placed the body wrapped in a white cloth on the ground, and a gust of wind lifted the white cloth to reveal a bloodless face, which was none other than the Kryptonian warlord Drew Zod.

Fiora was struck dumb, frozen in place, while the other Kryptonian soldiers remained expressionless, exhausted from the battle.

They had followed Zod since they were teenagers. Zod was not only their general, but also their father, comrade-in-arms, mentor, and guide.

They revered Zod without a doubt, and even followed him without hesitation when he launched a military coup.

The general is now dead.

What's the point of their lives?

"Avenge the general"

Fiora spoke these words calmly, and the soldiers standing behind her raised their heads, their eyes flashing with the light of death.

Meanwhile, the shuttle nestled in the southern Indian Ocean left the sea and headed towards the metropolis.

The battle unfolded in a breathtaking manner. Unlike before, Fiora and the others abandoned defense and launched a full-scale attack, their eyes burning with the flames of revenge, like a group of madmen.

Crazy battles, crazy Kryptonians

In a building not far from the shuttle, Colonel Dregger finally reunited with the mech unit, while the 860-strong group silently watched the battle between the non-humans in the distance.

When they first put on the power armor, they thought they were invincible. Now they know that I am the Joker.

The gap between Kryptonians and humans cannot be bridged by a single piece of equipment, unless it's a superweapon like a levitation armor.

Dregger was full of ambition and promised to make a name for himself, but reality slapped him hard in the face.

The adjutant took out his communicator.

"Command radioed us to remain concealed and not engage in firefight under the shuttle."

"Besides hiding it, what else does it say?"

The adjutant dismissed the soldiers and whispered in his ear...

"Command ordered us to find a way to obtain the Kryptonian corpses."

Dreg shook his head painfully, unsure whether to agree or refuse.

The adjutant sighed: "I know this is difficult for you, but it's General Ryan's order, and you must obey it no matter what."

"you're right"

Dregger slowly rose to his feet: "But I will never steal someone else's fruit like a thief. Tell the general that I will obey orders, but in my own way."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked towards the battlefield.

The soldiers behind looked at each other and followed.

They traversed abandoned streets to the edge of the battlefield, where they joined the fight as Earth soldiers.

Chapter 1406 Farewell to Qiu Anran

More than a dozen souls began spitting at each other, but the Eight Shadows remained calm and slowly walked down the steps.

Lanfei Group President Zhao Kuo quickly stepped forward and spoke in English with a distinctive accent.

I sent you an invitation a long time ago, and I've finally received it!

The VIII smiled and nodded, speaking in clear and unambiguous Mandarin.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Kuo's eyes lit up: "Mr. Xiao speaks Chinese very well, much better than me. I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me; the dialect is fine, but I really can't speak Chinese."

Rice's area also has a dialect, but I can't be sure.

Number 8 displayed an excellent level of training, and his gaze fell on the beautiful woman beside him.

Hello, Ms. Gu

Zhao Kuo was taken aback and couldn't help but say something.

"You two know each other?"

I've met him a few times.

Bajie didn't want to dwell on this issue too much, after all, he wasn't confident in himself. Although he could imitate the body's personality, there were still subtle differences. His intelligence was among the best of the thirteen apostles. He was good at observing the essence of things and could always get to the heart of the matter. However, he lacked language skills and was far less tactful and insightful than Xu Fu. He also lacked a sense of humor.

After exchanging greetings

Led by Zhao Kuo, the group left the airport. As soon as they stepped out of the gate, they were greeted by a wave of noise.

Boys and girls gathered outside the fence, holding photos of Xu Fu and signs to warmly welcome his arrival.

Zhao Gou smiled.

"Your popularity here is comparable to that of a celebrity, and many young people see you as a role model. You will never be surprised by that."

"what's up?"

Number Eight looked stiff, the situation before him was a bit unexpected. He didn't know how to respond. Fortunately, Old Eleven stepped forward, smiling and waving his hand while taking the notebook the girl handed him and writing his name on it. His smile never left his face from beginning to end. He not only signed the notebook but also took photos with everyone. His perfect performance caused the atmosphere to continue to rise.

Now, he has become a global star and popular idol.

Linda's lips twitched. She suddenly felt a pang of regret, regretting that she had let these people out.

Zhao Kuo and his secretary were also stunned, never expecting that the famous Young Master Xiao would have such a side.