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

David's face was cold.

He just connected the gravitational fields of the Earth and the Moon, sending this space carrier to the far side of the Moon, where there is no sunlight.

As for why it wasn't the Sun that helped him destroy the Parallax and scare away Sinestro, it's naturally because these guys' power comes from the sun.

"Take him!"

Zod was furious and gave the order.

Several Kryptonian warriors clad in armor lunged at David.

"Don't think about it!"

Although Zod's purpose was still unclear, judging from his initial attitude, Clark did not believe that Zod and his group came with the simple goal of finding their people. He punched one of the warriors.

David stood still, his eyes shooting out cosmic energy. The purple energy torrent carried a tremendous impact, and several Kryptonian warriors were hit like out-of-control trucks, crashing heavily against the spaceship's bulkhead. The entire space carrier shook.

"This has nothing to do with you."

You are not my target.

Zod glanced nervously at the spaceship, then stared at him coldly, clenching his fists.

The spaceship contains a planetary terraforming device, which is part of a grand plan to restore Krypton. If something goes wrong, it cannot be repaired with current materials.

"I can leave this planet and pretend nothing ever happened."

"I still prefer this planet to remain as it is."

As David spoke, they arrived at the moon. The massive space carrier crashed heavily onto the cold lunar surface, sending up waves of lunar dust that flew several miles high.

The Kryptonian warriors inside the spaceship were staggering and unsteady on their feet.

Only David and Clark took to the air, remaining composed.

Bang!

Clark punched through the bulkhead and glanced at the unfamiliar far side of the moon.

"What do we do now?"

"stop!"

Before David could answer, the enraged Zod pounced, his steel-like fist striking Clark's head. The violent force shattered the protective barrier created by the lamp ring as easily as breaking glass.

It felt like a satellite had hit his head; Clark's eyes rolled back, and he flew backward through the hole.

Zod was about to pounce on David when David unleashed a punch from a distance. A torrent of purple energy, radiating terrifying heat, engulfed Zod and sent him flying far away, like a stone skipping across water. He collided with the lunar surface several times in short, violent bursts, flying hundreds of meters.

"General!"

Seeing Zod under attack, the loyal Fiora and several Kryptonian warriors roared and charged at David.

Once they start moving, they move incredibly fast, especially on this planet where the gravity is much weaker than Earth's, like lightning.

But once within ten meters of David, the speed suddenly dropped as if entering a swamp.

Having no intention of continuing the fight inside the spaceship, David leaped into the air, breaking through the roof and soaring above them.

Zod was worried that the planetary terraforming machines inside the spaceship would be damaged by the shockwave, and he was also very interested in Kryptonian technology.

"This must be the last technological achievement of your Kryptonian civilization!"

Zod searched for representatives of various technologies in Krypton's former colonial outpost; this mothership could be described as Krypton's Noah's Ark of technology.

"The armor these Kryptonians wear that can withstand attacks from each other, and the World Engine that can modify the planet's environment and gravity, are cutting-edge technologies in the entire universe."

Even if we are the only ones left on Krypton, you are not someone to look down upon!

Looking up at David, Fiora was enraged and the other Kryptonians leaped out of the hole and charged at David.

David leaped into battle against them, the deafening roar blasting large holes into the lunar surface, the intense heat melting the ground into vast swathes of lava.

These Kryptonians, bathed in the yellow sunlight filtered through their armor, have reached astonishing levels in terms of strength, speed, and other physical attributes. They have yet to acquire other abilities, but their strength is already terrifyingly powerful.

Despite being surrounded by dozens of Kryptonian officers, David remained calm. The fist that could shatter mountains landed on him, but it seemed weak and powerless. He was sent flying far away by the punch, which crashed into a crater on the moon.

However, he couldn't gain a significant advantage, and the battle didn't turn out to be overwhelming.

the other side.

Zod, who had been blasted away, got up and glanced at the armor on his chest that was slightly red from being scorched. He then turned to look at Clark, who was leaping up not far away.

"Karl Al".

"Hand over the Central Treasury!"

He leaped forward and threw a punch, and Clark mustered all his strength to defend himself, engaging in a fierce battle with him, barely managing to withstand his extremely fierce attacks.

"What Central Treasure Trove?"

I have no idea!"

Raising his arm to catch Zod's powerful punch, Clark knelt on one knee with a muffled groan. The hard lunar rock beneath his feet seemed to have been struck by a meteorite, shattering with a deafening roar, and the cracks extended for dozens of meters.

The Kryptonian child's body has not yet reached its strongest stage.

In comparison, Zod was already an adult, and given his genes destined him to be a general commanding soldiers, his strength was even greater than Clark's.

"Before Krypton was destroyed, your father Jor-El took advantage of the chaos to break into Krypton's Origin Chamber and steal the Central Scripture, which contained the DNA information of all Kryptonians."

Without it, Krypton cannot be rebuilt!

Zod angrily swung his fist, sending Clark flying.

"You want to rebuild Krypton?!"

Clark gritted his teeth and looked up, feeling a sharp, throbbing pain in his abdomen.

I don't know if there's some misunderstanding here.

I've never seen any central manual.

After learning that he was an alien from outer space, he thoroughly searched the spaceship that brought him to Earth, since it was the only thing that connected him to his hometown and parents.

Clark hoped to find something else his parents had left him on the spaceship besides the black emblem, but he found nothing else.

"impossible.

Are you telling me that Jor-El risked his life to steal the book just so he could die with it?

He must have hidden it on the spaceship that brought you here.

Enraged, Zod kicked out, but Clark parried and caught it with both hands. Zod spun around and kicked out with his other leg, a swift and fierce movement that sent Clark flying backward.

"Your fighting skills wouldn't even qualify you for a corporal position on Krypton!"

Zod approached with overwhelming force, grabbed Clark by the collar and lifted him off the ground. He was agitated and made disparaging remarks without any restraint.

He felt a sense of unease and a furious rage born of panic.

Kal-El didn't seem to be lying. If the Central Codex hadn't been sent to Earth, how could he rebuild Krypton?

"How about this one?"

After being repeatedly and humiliatingly defeated, Clark's eyes flashed red with rage. The scorching heat beam blasted Zod's force field helmet face to face, causing Zod's head to bounce back and fall backward.

Clark pressed his advantage, unleashing several attacks on Zod, sending up visible white shockwaves that stirred up lunar dust within a radius of hundreds of meters.

“Zod, listen to me, if you want to rebuild Krypton.”

Perhaps I can help; there's absolutely no need for us to resort to violence.

Clark pinned Zod to the ground, pounding his head with his fists as he roared.

He is also a Kryptonian, and if it's just about rebuilding a homeland he's never seen before, he'd be more than happy to help.

Bang!

A Kryptonian warrior was blasted through the air, leaving a long trench in the lunar landscape. David floated in mid-air, speaking coldly.

"Clark, do you know where they plan to rebuild Krypton?"

136. Chapter 135: Immediately Activate the World Engine

Smallville, Kent Farm.

The chirping of insects in the wheat field was unsettling and irritating.

At the doorway, wearing an apron, Martha gazed at the distant sky, her hands clenched tightly together. Jonathan paced back and forth in the house, occasionally gritting his teeth as he looked at the lamp ring in his hand.

Just now, the news reported that the giant spaceship has left Earth's orbit.

The couple were filled with worry, unsure of the current situation.

"An alien general from Superman's home planet?"

Inside the bunker, Luther watched the images captured by Luther Corporation's satellites on the projection screen. A giant spaceship spewing flames was being pulled back toward the moon. A cold smile crept onto his lips as he donned his green armor, forged from high-density alloy.

He transformed the once bulky, mobile fortress-like armor into a form-fitting, streamlined battle suit.

"The current armor only serves as a supplement to my skills."

He clenched his fist, a volcanic eruption of power surging within him.