American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 169 Lex Luthor, Dr. Groo!

The light collided with the phantom, and the expansion heralded destruction!
When the light of Zepelion struck the god Kirieloid, it was as if it had collided with some invisible wall, instantly disintegrating into countless light particles, like an ant trying to shake a tree, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

With his attack failing, Daigo immediately assessed the difference in their strength. However, he did not back down. Instead, he used this as cover, transforming himself into countless particles of light and concealing himself in the darkness where the light had dissipated.
The first lesson he learned in the jungle was to hide!

The second lesson is that even a mantis can catch a oriole, and given the opportunity, even a hunting dog can kill a lion!
He had witnessed this miracle of life countless times in nature, so now Daigo would never back down no matter how powerful the enemy was!
Although the ancient light has not yet reached the realm of the gods, even a mortal body can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods!
“Foolish ancient orphan, you have no power to fight against the gods.”

On the other side, Kirieloid seemed to be enraged by Tiga's provocative actions. He suddenly opened his palm, and the fire of the infernal demon burned fiercely throughout the entire space.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, the ethereal light particles spread out, melting the incoming golden flames. This was like a high-level energy devouring, directly turning the energy into ashes.

As the light particles gradually combined, a dazzling shock suddenly pierced through the huge phantom!
"Boom!"

Clearly, the Dharma King is showing off again!
The next second, amidst the rising crimson mist, the enormous phantom finally began to materialize into a physical form.

To facilitate combat, the originally enormous Kirieloid God evolved into a size equal to that of Ultraman Tiga.

Upon seeing this, Tiga's figure emerged from countless light particles, displaying a ready stance!
"just!"

"what!"

Neither of them was willing to give in, and they couldn't stand each other. They fought each other in mid-air, their intertwined figures appearing and disappearing, swooping down in the mist and rising in the darkness, colliding with each other and using all their strength!
For a moment, the sound of colliding from that giant door could be heard throughout Tokyo. Everyone watched with bated breath, wondering who would win and who would lose.

Meanwhile, luxurious cruise ships drifted overseas, and reclusive beasts drank wine brewed from blood, observing the unfolding world from afar.
On the large screen, satellite surveillance footage almost identical to that of the Justice League headquarters was projected, showing images of every battlefield.

He didn't show up.

"It's as if God doesn't descend to earth."

With his eyes fixed on Superman, Lex Luthor gripped a wine glass so tightly that his fingertips turned blue.

Holding onto this plan, even a top genius like him couldn't help but feel a slight sense of nervousness and unease, and hadn't yet revealed his true intentions:
"It seems the rumors are true; he has already left Earth."

"People simply succumb to their fear of him."

“Look at those island nations; as long as they find another source of emotional support, they will not hesitate to switch to the next one.”

"Tiga has entered the gates of hell, the New York battlefield has trapped Thor, and Monarch's conspiracy has lured Masaki Keigo away. It's a pity that the chaos in Gotham couldn't hold Batman back, but I still have to say, that god did a good job."

"They have no other cards to play now."

In Lex's bedroom, there is a huge oil painting, a portrait of Carrot El that he specially commissioned from a world-class artist.

His gaze was fixed on the Superman's domineering posture over humanity in the painting. In comparison, the grand scene on the battlefield seemed more like background music for the Luthor family!
"Hmph, you little schemer who schemes and plots behind people's backs, why do you have to go to all this trouble to come up with these useless plans?"

"As long as that disgusting bastard Carrot El isn't around, the rest of these idiots are no match for the androids I created!" On the other end of the video call, in a dark and damp secret cave beneath a desolate desert, an old man with bulging eyes, a lean body, and pale skin was greedily stroking the incubation chamber behind him, muttering to himself:

"With this, I've collected all the combat cells: Krypton, Saiyans, Namekians (collected from Piccolo), the Norse pantheon, and the Olympian pantheon. My ultimate weapon is about to be born."

"Of course, you are a genius whose talent has been buried by the times, Dr. Groh."

Lex offered a forced, insincere compliment. He wasn't some foolish villain acting on impulse; Luthor knew all too well what everyone wanted and how to manipulate them.
"Well then, I think it's time for the world to realize how terrifying the Red Ribbon Army is!"

"Everything I've done is merely to build a stage for your dazzling debut; the final performance still requires you to take the stage!"

Lex's words made Dr. Groh tremble with excitement. Heaven knows how many years he had been surviving in the dark underground and among scientific blueprints:

"Of course! I've been waiting for this for a long time. This time, we'll show those alien-worshipping idiots the power of Earthlings. Our Red Ribbon Legion is the strongest!"

"I am the true ruler of this era!"

Hearing this, Lex Luthor silently put down his glass, a gesture that indicated he had no intention of drinking Dr. Gro's celebratory wine, and smiled without changing his expression:
"Kara Al hasn't shown up yet. According to Batman's plan, she should be protecting Carrot's family. There's only one female Kryptonian left. You should be able to handle her, right?"

“I’ve already sent people to scout the location; they’re not at the Capsule Corporation building or Kent Farm.”

"Then there's only one place."

On the screen, Dr. Gro had already guessed the answer, and narrowed his eyes: "Justice League Headquarters!"

Behind Dr. Groh, two cyborg development pods carrying androids slowly opened. A man and a woman immediately focused their gazes on the controller in Dr. Groh's hand, then revealed respectful smiles.
"Good evening, Doctor."

Number 18's warm smile lifted the corners of her mouth like a spring breeze, and her empty eyes held a hint of adoration, causing Dr. Gro to open his arms wide: "How have you been lately?"

"Please do not hesitate to ask if there is anything I can do for you."

"Very good, it seems you've finally learned to obey my orders. Number 17, Number 18, I'm going to make Earth a hell that Carrot El will never forget!"

Dr. Gro's chilling voice echoed deep underground: "Make him pay for his arrogance!"

Upon hearing this, Number Seventeen bowed politely and smiled, saying:
"Yes, Doctor, we will obey your orders."

After the video call ended, Lex Luthor quickly deleted all call logs and chuckled:
"Ha, what a fool! This world is full of mindless idiots and fools who have handed over the rights that belong to humanity, allowing Superman to create some kind of heroic era!"

"They make it sound noble, but it's just to give them more resources to survive. In essence, they're squeezing out our living space, which is another form of disguised rule."

“I’m not like you, you crazy old man. I just can’t stand having something flying around above my head.”

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(End of this chapter)