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Chapter 186 Nothing much to say, let's fight (please subscribe and read, monthly ticket)

Boom!

After anger comes revenge.

General Zod led the Kryptonian warriors in a swarm towards the Batfighter. Behind them followed hundreds of cyborgs, looking aggressive and with red light in their eyes.

The thermal vision instantly illuminated the dark sky. The superimposed high temperatures caused the air to begin to distort, igniting the oxygen in the air. The flames gathered to form a huge wave of fire, which rushed directly towards the Bat Fighter running at full power.

"Can the abilities of these Kryptonians be any more exaggerated?"

Batman increased the horsepower of the fighter plane to maximum, and the big white pig fixed in the belly of the plane sucked in the flames in big gulps, absorbing the heat energy into its stomach.

Even so, Batman still felt the high temperature coming in from outside the plane, and sweat flowed under the bat armor, soon soaking his whole body.

But that wasn't why he cursed out loud.

The Kryptonians chasing behind hadn't made any real moves yet, and the heat vision hadn't even left their eyes, but they had already made such a big noise.

Even with the help of a big white pig that can continuously absorb energy, Batman can only keep making evasive moves, trying to escape from the siege of the Kryptonians.

But this is obviously impossible.

"Want to run? Earthlings, you have ruined the revival of the great Krypton. I will make you suffer the deepest pain."

General Zod's angry voice pierced the gloomy black sky like a sharp awl.

"You have a loud voice, but it's a pity that your cursing skills are so poor."

Batman forced himself to be alert and twisted the joystick sharply to avoid the heat rays coming towards him, leaving a deep groove on the fuselage.

Even though the materials he used to build his fighter planes were strong enough to withstand the terrifying temperatures entering and exiting the atmosphere, they could not withstand the temperatures of those thermal rays.

"Batman, we are in big trouble."

"Not now, Pennywise. I'm being hunted by hundreds of transformed Kryptonians."

Batman answered Alfred with difficulty, and his heated glare was fixed on the big white pig.

The Bat Fighter was shaken so much that it lost its ability to fly for a short period of time, and turned into a horizontal gyroscope in the air, spinning continuously.

Alfred's voice never stopped, and he kept saying:

"There have been problems with the several secret laboratories set up by the military on the mainland. Unknown creatures have suddenly emerged from underground. They seem to be the modified Kryptonians who are chasing you."

Batman finally managed to stabilize his fighter. Alfred's voice sounded intermittently in his ears, but he did not miss the key words.

"asshole!"

He had been negotiating with the White House for so long, and everyone had assured him that Amanda Waller's actions were private and that no other government department was involved.

In the end, those guys actually came up with such a big thing?

"Let them fend for themselves!"

Batman also suppressed his anger and replied: "We don't have the ability to solve those problems now."

The number of superheroes is limited, and Superman's physical fitness has been greatly reduced due to X-kryptonite. The remaining few are unable to
Boom!

The Batfighter was knocked away again.

General Zod was in no rush to kill this Earthling, he pushed the Batplane into desperate situations time and time again, then deliberately let Batman escape so that he could continue.

Batman quickly figured out what this guy was planning.

Zod wants to enjoy the thrill of forcing his prey into a desperate situation when hunting, but he also wants to use Batman as bait to lure Kal-El back to save his friends.

"Flash, how much kryptonite have you collected?"

Batman lowered his voice. He was struggling like this, of course, not just to escape.

What is more important is to buy time for the Flash so that he can collect more Kryptonite and find the machine that General Zod uses to transfer the Kryptonian consciousness, so as to completely cut off the connection between these cyborgs and the Kryptonians.

"Those Kryptonians blew up the entire mine. I only collected some green Kryptonite, and I couldn't find the machine that transferred the Kryptonians' consciousness."

The Flash was also very anxious. He knew very well what kind of pressure Batman was under, and he felt guilty for having achieved only pitiful results.

General Zod is indeed a difficult man to deal with!

Batman sensed General Zod's caution and felt it was very difficult to have such an enemy.

“Retreat immediately!”

Batman tells Flash to run with the Kryptonite to avoid being surrounded by the Kryptonians.

After making sure that he had the thing, Batman let go of the big white pig, turned the fighter plane around, and dived into the white pig's mouth.

Gudong!

The big white pig swallowed the bat fighter and instantly swelled up like a big balloon. But as it fell, its stomach shrank a little bit, and finally returned to its original size.

Before the fighter plane was swallowed by the big white pig, a green snake flew out from the cabin and wrapped itself around the pig's legs, turning it invisible in time and completely disappearing from the eyes of the Kryptonians.

General Zorro was enjoying the joy of hunting, but found that his prey suddenly disappeared in an incomprehensible way.

He used his X-ray vision to scan the sky and the ground, but found no trace of the opponent. His entire face turned into charcoal in an instant.

"General, we shouldn't waste our time on an Earthling."

Adjutant Fiora performed his duties faithfully and provided reasonable suggestions when appropriate.

"We have made a start on our plan, and although it has deviated from what we expected, it has not deviated too much."

"So now we should strike while the iron is hot and transform this planet under our feet into Krypton to ensure our future survival."

For these soldiers, rebuilding Kryptonian civilization is their highest mission, and everything else is subordinate to this purpose.

The spaceship they are on is equipped with a world engine that can transform any planet into the appearance of Krypton.

Although with General Zod and his men's current strength and physical condition, such a transformation is completely unnecessary and can even be said to be a waste of effort.

But Zod and others, controlled by the impulse deep in their genes, still pursue everything on Krypton obsessively.

Even a blade of grass, a tree, or a stone must meet the standards of Krypton.

Mr. and Mrs. Jor-El were able to see the unjustification behind this genetic regulation, but General Zod was unwilling to reflect on it.

For him, once he sees a goal, he should put his head down and rush towards it regardless of anything until the goal is achieved or he dies.

This is the best outcome for a soldier. General Zod quickly regained his sanity after being persuaded by his adjutant.

He gave the order: "It is imperative to start the world engine to transform the earth. Find Kal-El and extract the Krypton Codex from him. This way, new Kryptonians can be produced continuously in our glorious traditional way."

Fiora nodded and said solemnly, "A few days ago, we detected the signal of a Golden Age colony ship, somewhere in the North Pole of this planet."

“It seems that the El family became Krypton traitors earlier than we thought!

Jor-El had already discovered such a planet but didn't tell the parliament, and just sent his illegally born son here. He is a complete traitor!"

General Zod mercilessly labeled Jor-El and his wife Kryptonian traitors, and criticized this family that once represented the glory of Krypton in front of the soldiers.

But he completely forgot that it was he himself who vetoed the immigration plan proposed by Jor-El in the parliament, declaring it a betrayal of Krypton's traditions.

And after the Senate rejected Jor-El's plan, Zod still felt that this was not enough, and brazenly led his troops in a rebellion, intending to force the Kryptonians to return to a more conservative path.

It was this action of his that made the elders of the Kryptonian Council determined to abide by tradition and wait for the core explosion of Krypton.

"Lieutenant Fiora, I have entrusted you with the glorious mission of capturing Kal-El. I hope you can live up to my expectations and bring back the traitor."

General Zod said sincerely to his female adjutant: "At that time, the whole Krypton will remember your achievements. In the future, the new Kryptonians will know that it is your efforts that have given an ancient civilization a new vitality."

Adjutant Fiora extended her hand in gratitude. She saluted her general, then soared into the sky with five Kryptonian soldiers who had escaped from the Phantom Zone and flew straight to the North Pole.

General Zod took the remaining Nemesis soldiers to orbit outside the earth to find their spaceship, but left the transformed Kryptonians behind.

He explained to his confused subordinates: "These cyborgs will go to every important city on this backward planet to let them know the power of Kryptonians and inform them of the arrival of Krypton."

"Under such pressure, there are always some people who are able to realize their situation and are willing to accept the kindness we offer them."

"Of course, I know very well that these indigenous people on Earth are no different from primitive people to us. But they still have the most basic IQ after all."

"So for those who are willing to crawl under the Kryptonian civilization, I don't mind showing mercy and allowing these natives to sell their labor until a new generation of Kryptonians grows up."

As for what will happen to those surrendered natives after the new generation of Kryptonians grows up?

Even if General Zod didn't say it explicitly, the Kryptonian warriors knew what he meant.

The only fate of equipment that is no longer useful is to be discarded and destroyed.

The Kryptonian warriors do not think this is a cruel practice, and they will not empathize with a bunch of ants.

……

After the big white pig swallowed the Batfighter and the green snake made the big white pig invisible, the Flash arrived in time, carried the big white pig and quickly left the town of Smallville, and soon ran out of Kansas.

Only then did the Flash put down the big white pig in his hand.

The green snake jumped off the big white pig, making him visible.

Gulu!

The big white pig lay on the ground with his mouth wide open. The black bat fighter flew out of his mouth little by little, without any damage and not even a stain.

The Flash helped Clark out of the makeshift tent on the side of the road.

He looks the same as before, but his physical strength has regressed to the level of when he was 18 years old.

Even for ordinary people, this level of physical strength is a level they cannot reach even if they train for a lifetime.

But for Clark, this physical strength is still far from enough, and he can't fight against a veteran like General Zod at all.

"When will we completely defeat that invader?"

Even though his physical strength has declined, Clark still looks optimistic and shows no sign of backing down.

Batman started the fighter's engine and asked the Green Snake and the Big White Pig, who had helped him a lot, to get into the co-pilot seat. Then he said to Clark, "We are not only short of people, but also weapons and everything. In this situation, if we don't make a complete plan and just focus on getting the head, it will be no different from sending ourselves to die."

Clark pinched the muscles on his arm, smiled awkwardly, and began to regret his rash behavior just now.

"Let's go back to the Fortress of Solitude. First, let's make sure Martin is awake, and then find out what General Zod wants. Only after we are sure of this can we formulate the next battle plan."

Now, Batman and his team went from actively spying on the enemy to passively defending against the enemy's invasion of the earth.

They are very short-handed, and even with the help of the super animals, they are still stretched.

With such a mood, Batman took Clark to his Batplane, took off directly, and rushed to the Fortress of Solitude in the Arctic.

"Mr. Martin is still resting, and no special changes have been noticed."

With the help of the Flash, they quickly return to the Fortress of Solitude.

As soon as he entered the door, the robot in charge of the Fortress of Solitude came up to him and reported to Clark what had happened during his absence from the fortress.

"Martin hasn't woken up yet?"

Clark is in a very difficult situation, and both he and they need help now.

But the number of superhumans he and Batman knew could be counted on one hand, which was no match for the people Martin knew.

Apart from the headache of gathering people, Clark was more looking forward to Martin waking up soon, preferably to obtain an identity that could overwhelm all Kryptonians.

Although Clark knew that this was purely a fluke, he still couldn't help thinking so as the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

"Superman, stay away!"

Batman asked the Flash to take out the kryptonite he had collected. The green stone emitted radiation, causing Clark, whose body was degenerating, to feel dizzy.

"These stones are our weapons against the Zod Army. Let our friends find out the special features of these stones as soon as possible..."

Before Batman could finish his words, the entire Fortress of Solitude was suddenly shaken, and pieces of transparent crystal fell to the ground.

The super animals that were resting suddenly jumped up.

Piles of Kryptonian security robots also ran out of the spacecraft.

Jor-El's artificial intelligence also jumped out: "It's Zod's adjutant Fiora. He has found our location and has launched an attack."

Everyone looked at Batman.

"There's nothing to say, just fight!"

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