I became light in American comics

The Parademons were overjoyed, ignoring the constant error messages from their personal computers, and flew away with the Thad.

So when Shen You arrived, he saw this scene. A group of Parademons were carrying a middle-aged reporter dressed as Superman, chatting and laughing as they flapped their wings and rode away.

Shen You: "."

While I know Parademons are stupid, this is just too ridiculous.

He initially intended to intercept them, but then he reconsidered and realized this was an opportunity.

Superman isn't just some random passerby on the street. These Parademons are tasked with capturing Superman, so they probably won't just take him back to some nearby outpost. They'll most likely take him to some high-ranking member of Apocalypse.

Since that's the case, why not ask them to lead the way?

With this thought in mind, Shen Youfei stepped forward, his body disintegrating into a photon state, and went straight into the body of the unconscious reporter, Sad.

This wave, this wave is called the Trojan Horse.

Chapter 247 The Deaf and Blind Teammate

Metropolis, neighborhood.

A fierce wind arose, and the sudden storm seemed poised to devour everything. The air currents cleaved the earth like a thousand sharp blades, while at the center of the storm was a swirling, open white vortex—a conduit for some kind of energy.

The Burst Channel is an interstellar portal created by Apocalypse Technology.

A burly figure slowly walked out, stepping across the cracked earth.

He was an exaggeratedly muscular man, almost twice the height of an adult male, standing there like an unshakeable mountain. His dark skin, broad shoulders, and powerful physique, like a giant stone carving, and his large, rough hands, like battle axes honed by time, exuded strength.

His name is Kalibak, son of Darkseid, the god of revelation.

As the eldest son, Kalibak inherited from his father unparalleled strength among the New Gods, possessing overwhelming physical talent among the gods.

However, perhaps the new gods also have some kind of conservation law of talent points, where too many points in strength attribute tend to lower intelligence attribute. So although he was extremely strong, Darkseid never liked him, because his intelligence was so severely lacking that it was far below normal levels.

"My father wants the Earth, and I'm here to help him share the burden."

Kalibak emerged from the tunnel, muttering to himself. Suddenly, a screeching sound of tires came from behind him. He appeared abruptly in the middle of the road. A truck driver, startled, slammed on the brakes and swerved. The truck spun and lurched sideways, hurtling towards Kalibak.

With a deafening crash of metal, the truck body slammed into the Kalibak and broke in two. The broken truck flew forward due to inertia, the cab slamming into a streetlight. The cab was instantly deformed and shattered, and the lamppost, sparking, toppled over, smashing through a shop window and crashing into a store on the side of the street.

Chaos erupted on the street as pedestrians fled in panic. Kalibak stood in the middle of the street, letting out a lion-like roar.

"Bring me Superman!!!"

"The invasion needs to be carefully considered."

Inside a building in the metropolis, in the shadows.

The Fool, a new god who fled from Gotham and slipped away here, paced back and forth, muttering to himself.

"The Earth's waters are deeper than we think. We need more intelligence and better plans."

A demon nearby mumbled something and gestured rapidly with its hands.

"Shut up, you bunch of idiots!" the Deceitful One snarled. "Being in the shadows is our advantage, and only a moron would give that up. What do you want? To run into the streets like morons and yell at the sky, 'Who dares to mess with me?'"

A Parademon handed over a screen. The Fool looked closely and saw that the screen showed a street in Metropolis, where their Apocalypse boss's foolish son, Kalibak, was brandishing a spiked club and roaring. The sound was muffled and indistinct, but it was probably something like "Who dares to mess with me?"

The fool: "."

The new god covered his skull face, suddenly feeling a bit tired.

I even wanted to ask, who the hell let this idiot through?

But considering he's an ally of Apocalypse and the boss's foolish son, they can't just leave him alone. While Kalibak is strong, Earth isn't entirely without capable individuals. If things continue like this, Kalibak will become the first new god on Apocalypse to be captured by humans within a day—a disgrace to Apocalypse.

The Fool grabbed the Mother Box and opened a portal to teleport. A spatial storm raged, and when they came to their senses, Kalibak was already in the center of the room where they were hiding, still in that "face me" pose, yelling "Ahhh!"

He called for a while before stopping, then looked around with his arms raised and blinked twice.

"Huh?"

Kalibak's gaze fell on the fool, then he grinned, gave a silly smile, and waved.

"You're here too? What a coincidence!"

The fool sighed softly.

The last mission was already unsuccessful, and now we've picked up a giant baby. Oh well, at least he's a giant baby who can fight. As long as he obeys orders and follows my commands, he should still be quite useful.

Hmm. Hopefully, I'll obey orders.

Why are you here?

"I heard that Father wants to conquer Earth, and that Father wants Superman. I, Kalibak, will help Father clear the way!"

Kalibak put his hands on his hips and proudly puffed out his chest.

"Father is happy, give Kalibak a hug!"

The fool: "."

Well, it's rare to see such filial piety. But whether the father will be happy is another matter.

Those who deceive the fools know that these two idiots have limited intelligence but may not be able to be commanded. Giving them orders directly may not work, so dealing with them requires a combination of coaxing and deception.

In other words, you have to make him get sold out and still help you count the money.

Just as he was mentally organizing his thoughts on how to deceive the fool, a Parademon flew over and babbled a few words. The Fool was secretly delighted upon hearing this.

Finally, some good news has arrived.

The Kryptonians have been caught.

"Bring it up quickly!" the fool exclaimed impatiently.

Everyone knows that there is a Kryptonian on Earth named Superman who has attracted Darkseid's attention. A very important subplot in this main storyline of attacking Earth is to capture Superman alive.

Whoever brings Superman back to the great Darkseid will undoubtedly have accomplished a great feat.

However, when several Parademons excitedly carried in the middle-aged reporter whose beer belly was almost tearing the seams of Superman's suit, the Fool almost fainted from anger.

"Open your stupid eyes and look! This thing is Superman!?" the fools cursed.

The Parademons looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

It's as if they're expressing confusion: Isn't this Superman?

"You. You"

Enraged, the Deceitful One descended to the arena, her skeletal leg leaping from beneath her skirt and sending a Parademon flying a great distance. The latter slammed against the wall with a thud, exploding into a puddle of Parademon caramel from the sheer force of the New God's kick.

"Idiots, blockheads, blind! Even if you can't recognize them because you're face-blind, can't you even understand the recognition equipment?"

The remaining Parademons exchanged glances, muttered something under their breath, and began gesturing wildly with their hands.

The gist of it is that the equipment at the time also indicated that this wasn't Superman, and we all thought the equipment was malfunctioning.

The fool almost fainted from anger again.

But this time he didn't even have the energy to punch anyone. He just kept shaking his head, saying that he couldn't carry his stupid teammates and he was exhausted.

But to his surprise, when he turned around, he saw Kalibak squinting at the reporter, Sad, dressed as Superman, for a long time. Then, he swiped open the floating screen on the terminal next to him and compared it with a picture of Superman for a while.

Then Kalibak looked up at the fool in bewilderment: "Isn't that Superman? He looks exactly the same."

The fool felt a wave of darkness wash over him again.

You son of a bitch.

What kind of deaf and blind teammates have I ended up with?

Chapter 248 I Have Superpowers

"Yes, I said, this is not Superman."

The fools were all surprised by the extraordinary patience they showed in explaining things to Kalibak.

"He's just a weak, useless human trash, like an ant. Capturing him is pointless, and it will definitely put the Steel Body on guard. It might not be so easy to succeed with the same methods next time," the Deceitful One said irritably.

By this time, reporter Sade had already regained consciousness and realized that he had been captured at some powerful villain's stronghold. But Western journalists, as everyone knows, are among the top on the list of daredevils, just like archaeologists, especially a reporter from the Daily Planet who has seen it all; he wasn't afraid of this situation at all.

Upon hearing this, Sade immediately became displeased: "Hey! The person in front of you is a strong contender for the Pulitzer Prize in journalism someday. Show some respect, you two disgusting skeletons and furry ugly monsters."

The Fool gave him a cold look: "This human is useless, use him as material for Parademons. Keep an eye on Kalibak."

The fool turned around and was surprised to see Kalibak staring wide-eyed, frozen in place with a look of shock on his face.

"What's wrong?" the fool asked, puzzled.

"A fluffy, ugly monster? Are you talking about me?"

The big guy pouted, looking all wronged.

"But Mom said I'm handsome. Did she lie to me?"

The fool: "."

It took him a great deal of willpower to suppress the urge to take action.

The boss's son, the boss's son, calm down.

Although Darkseid disliked his son and was clearly not the type to protect his own, Kalibak was still his son. Darkseid might kill his own son without batting an eye, but that didn't mean his subordinates would do the same.

Although they have no feelings for their son, they still have face to save face. Those who deceive the fool understand their own position.

If they dared not touch Kalibak, then there was only one person left to vent their anger on.

"You asked for it, human." The Fool floated in front of Sard, speaking in a sinister tone, and extended its skeletal claws. "I've changed my mind. One more Parademons won't make a difference to you, and one less won't make a difference to you either. You might as well die."

His hand gripped Sade's wrist tightly.

Sadr instinctively swung his arms and struggled.

The next moment, everyone was caught off guard.

The fool was flung off the ground by the middle-aged reporter's arm, and was thrown across the entire room, crashing through countless walls before being sent flying.

Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment.

Even THAAD himself was stunned.

He looked at his hand, then at the fool he had casually tossed away, and was so shocked he couldn't close his mouth: "Good heavens, this...this is what I did?"