I, the younger brother of Superman, ended up with a Thanos template.

John Coburn looked up excitedly at the deep crater he had created, glanced at his hands, and trembled with excitement.

I'm so powerful now.

"What metal is this armor made of?"

Its hardness is almost comparable to that of Amazonian metal.

David was surprised by the hardness of the armor.

Amazonian metals were the raw materials used by the Greek gods to forge their divine artifacts.

He also knew something about the powerful metals forged from the DC world with their extreme hardness.

For example, the metal Eternon used by the 30th-century superhero legion is known as almost indestructible. Even Kryptonians have to use all their strength to break it, but it is too thick, so Kryptonians are helpless against it.

For example, Kryptonite metal, which is the material used in Kryptonian spaceships and armor; and super metal, which is named for its incredibly hard mineral veins that can only be softened and mined by Superman using his heat vision.

"But these should not be accessible or usable by the U.S. military."

Moreover, it seems that the energy that was attached to his fist was absorbed by the armor?

The ability to absorb energy reminded him of a powerful metal in the DC universe that was accidentally created by humans, much like the adamantium alloy—Prometheus metal—in the Marvel universe.

"Come on, let me see your power, alien scum."

John Coburn, with an arrogant laugh, leaped off the ground and swung his fist—the same fist that had sunk the warship—at David.

"idiot!"

Thinking he was an alien, David's face darkened. He threw punches, each one heavier than the last, using his bare body to directly confront the steel armor. His powerful blows, like mountains crashing down, forced the Zero armor to retreat step by step.

It was as if two mythical Titans were fighting, with white shockwaves exploding as their fists and feet clashed, sweeping away and overturning everything around them.

"Go! Grab him!"

The soldiers beside him, rifles in hand, moved away from the horrific battlefield and pounced on Clark, who had just gotten up from the ground, like wolves and tigers.

108. Chapter 107 Don't Talk to Yourself

"This suit of armor is very powerful, but it doesn't seem to be a match for that life form."

"Looking at the battle on the screen," Luther said.

Inside the base, the air was torn apart. Although David and the Zero armor were not much different, the Zero armor was obviously weaker. David's simple offensive was enough to make the armor unable to withstand it, and it retreated step by step.

"The Iron Warrior's abilities are not limited to this."

Things weren't going as he expected, and Sam Lane's face darkened.

According to the assessment, the Iron Man could capture Superman without any problem. If it weren't for the fact that the safe and reliable neural access experiment would take at least six months, he wouldn't need Luthor involved at all.

"This guy seems to be physically stronger than Superman, but the outcome won't change anything."

If the two are from an alien race, this person should be a more mature individual, possessing abilities that a young-looking Superman lacks, as well as a body stronger than Superman's.

"Flesh and blood cannot possibly withstand a creation of steel!" A guess flashed through his mind, and he said with unwavering confidence.

"Even if he gains the upper hand for a while, it's only because John isn't familiar with the Zero armor yet."

Flesh and blood bodies get tired and injured, but Zero Armor is different. So far, that purple-light man hasn't caused Zero Armor any damage.

Once John becomes familiar with the controls and gradually unleashes the full power of the Zero Armor, both of these suspected alien life forms will be captured.

"hope so."

Faced with General Sam's unequivocal pronouncements, Luther frowned.

"I don't want to invest all that money and end up with nothing."

"Go, grab him."

The soldiers thought that Clark was too weak to stand up after getting up from the ground, but in reality he was just not used to his weakened body.

Bang!

He slammed the butt of his rifle down hard on Clark's neck, trying to knock him to the ground.

Clark flicked his wrist, sending the menacing soldier flying several meters like a weightless balloon, landing dizzy and disoriented. Several men rushed at him with specially made handcuffs, but were easily knocked to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

"shot!"

Seeing that Clark still had the strength to resist, the soldiers quickly raised their rifles and pulled the triggers.

A series of deafening gunshots rang out, and sharp bullets pierced the air with a whistling sound, tearing Clark's clothes to shreds.

Clark was unharmed. He roared angrily, charged forward despite the gunfire, and knocked a group of soldiers to the ground with his bare hands.

The fact that someone could withstand bullets with their own flesh and blood is truly astonishing.

But while David was engaged in a fierce battle with the Zero armor, Clark's fight looked like children's squabbles.

Each punch and kick sent shockwaves rolling dozens of meters away.

Zero Armor's various functions were absolutely off the charts, beyond human comprehension. However, he was facing David, and David easily absorbed the terrifying kinetic energy accompanying each of his fierce attacks.

John Coburn felt as if his fist had been plunged into a bottomless ocean, causing him immense discomfort.

He manipulates the Zero suit through his nerves; the suit is like an extension of his limbs, but it takes time to get used to.

"Are you playing me, you alien monster?!"

John Coburn was certain that he was becoming more and more adept at maneuvering his armor as the battle progressed, and that the armor's capabilities were becoming stronger and stronger. But somehow, the power of his punches and kicks was also increasing.

Even though his strength has almost doubled since the start of the battle, he is still at a disadvantage.

His voice was urgent and angry, and his fists flew like a storm, but he still managed to catch them all.

What drove him crazy was that David completely ignored him. During the battle, David would only occasionally glance at the Zero armor he was wearing, as if only this powerful armor was worthy of his attention. As for him, the one piloting the armor, he was insignificant and not qualified to talk to him.

"The Zero armor was not equipped with any long-range weapons, not only because it was a prototype, but also because human technology could not find any weapons other than nuclear weapons that could rival the power of the armor's fists."

In the basement, Dr. Irons stared at the battle on the screen, his mouth agape in utter horror.

He believed that the most difficult step was undoubtedly John Coburn's neural connection to the armor; if successful, then the alien attack would no longer be a problem.

But a fist that can tear through the air and collapse skyscrapers is like a weak attack with great momentum in front of the opponent, and it can't even make the opponent take a step back.

"If this doesn't work, how can we deal with him?"

Should they drop a nuclear bomb regardless of the consequences?

The scene before them seemed to demonstrate that all of humanity's conventional weapons were meaningless against this seemingly alien being, who could wreak havoc in major human cities at will.

It wouldn't take many more; if this alien race had just a few more powerful beings like this, conquering this planet would be as easy as playing a game.

Irons couldn't help but pray that the powerful and terrifying figure was not an alien.

"If it were Diana, who hadn't tapped into her bloodline power, and she wasn't wielding the Sword of Vulcan, she would also be in a tough fight against this armor."

David's brow furrowed with surprise, and with a burst of kinetic energy comparable to the explosion of a thousand tons of TNT, his silver-gray armor ripped two deep trenches, each over ten meters long, into the hard concrete ground as he staggered backward.

With his thrusters blasting flames, John Coburn launched another fierce attack, leaping forward like a fearless berserker, his steel fists tearing the earth apart.

hum!

Two purple energy rays pierced through the sky and struck.

"It's useless, your energy can't harm me at all!"

John Coburn shouted, maneuvering his armor to ignore the scorching, terrifying energy, and charged towards David despite the powerful impact, throwing a punch down in his face.

David calmly received the attack, and the earth-shattering force easily sent him flying once again.

John Coburn, clad in Zero armor, possessed the strength to conquer a small country single-handedly, but in front of David, who was now getting serious, he appeared so weak and insignificant, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, unable to withstand his attacks.

In mid-air, the purple energy remaining on the surface of the Iron Man armor disappeared like water being absorbed by a sponge.

David caught a similar scene again and confirmed that the armor was made of Prometheus metal. He was not surprised at all, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.

"Prometheus metal, also known as promethium, was invented by Steve Dayton, one of the richest people in the DC world. It is an alloy of titanium and vanadium in a mysterious ratio that is nearly indestructible."

Cyborg, a member of the Justice League, has a portion of his body made of Prometheus metal.

David fought John Coburn, who charged at him again like a tireless fighting dog, and completely overpowered him with his fists.

If it were just hard metal, it wouldn't be worth his attention at all.

David doesn't need any weapons to enhance his combat power; his powerful physique and abilities are his strongest weapons.

Bang!

The fist, made of flesh and blood, crashed down like a mountain falling from the sky. The ground within a radius of several meters beneath its feet shattered and caved in. John Coburn was almost knocked into the ground, kneeling on one knee, his teeth chattering as he struggled to block it.

He stared at the mysterious face hidden in the purple light, his expression turning grim as he roared like a wild beast.

"This suit of armor was created to eliminate all aliens that threaten Earth. I am the ultimate weapon against you!"

Why was he, wearing armor made of the world's strongest alloy and containing almost the highest level of human technology, unable to defeat someone who had no protective clothing or weapons?

"If I can't defeat you, what's the point of me enduring five years of hellish, brutal training just to wear this priceless armor!"

With his fists outstretched, John Coburn roared and leaped forward, his body like a cannonball, his head slamming into David's chest.