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

"Who exactly is this creator you're talking about?!"

Bruce Wayne's face darkened, and he asked.

"It's Brainiac."

Seeing his brother being caught, the Green Lantern Ring once again projected Jor-El's image, and he helped his brother with a complicated expression.

"Who is that?"

Bruce and Clark, who were present, both frowned and looked at him with puzzlement.

"An out-of-control intelligent life form possesses the highest level of intelligence in the universe, level twelve. It can absorb the knowledge contained in an entire galaxy and master the most advanced technology in the universe within a few hours."

He was incredibly powerful and enjoyed destroying all the civilizations he discovered, leaving only one city as a keepsake.

Joe Al looked solemnly at the massive crater of tens of thousands of square kilometers left behind after the Metropolis had been excavated.

He hadn't recognized the infamous collector in the universe before, but after being poached in Metropolis, his unique style of doing things reminded him of him.

Based on this, it seems that his brother Zo El was likely modified by Brainiac.

"The most advanced technology in the universe?!"

Bruce Wayne was startled.

"Your planet's technology can't even keep up with his?"

How does Batman, an ordinary man, easily subdue armed thugs and even get involved in a global crisis caused by alien forces?

Besides his strong will and exceptional combat experience, he also possesses advanced technology that others lack, and he understands and reveres the power of technology the most.

Joe Al shook his head.

"Your world engine is inferior to his?"

Bruce Wayne's expression was unpredictable.

That's a machine that can modify the terrain and environment of a planet—it only exists in science fiction. If Brainiac had even more advanced technology, what could he have accomplished?

One shot to destroy the Earth?

How can we prevent billions of people from turning to ashes in an instant?

"So when he said he would leave not a single speck of dust on Earth, it wasn't just an exaggerated scare tactic?"

"Brainiac certainly has that ability."

Joe Al paused for a moment, then simply said...

"When will your creator descend!"

Like Clark, Batman's expression changed drastically, and he looked at the mechanical superhero with impatience, pressing him for answers.

"Now!"

Mechanical superhumanity.

"What?" Clark, still feeling weak from the sun's rays and clutching his chest, was taken aback. He looked at David, his throat suddenly dry.

What does he mean by "now"?

After a fierce battle, the three of them finally defeated their powerful enemy. Before they could even recover, an even more terrifying figure descended upon them—a being referred to as the Creator by the incredibly powerful mechanical superman.

Joe Al looked at the spaceship outside the atmosphere, his face grim, as if he had a vague idea of ​​what was going on.

"Brainiac is an intelligent life form; he has no physical body, or you could say he has countless bodies."

His brain, capable of absorbing the knowledge of thousands of inhabited planets in an instant, allows him to exist simultaneously in countless places, depending on his will.

David wasn't too surprised to join the other two in gazing at the spaceship above Earth with furrowed brows.

Inside the Skull Spaceship, a tall body with countless nutrient tubes inserted into its back seemed to have opened the eyes of a slumbering god, its eyes filled with deep displeasure.

"Zo El, you have disappointed me greatly."

However, considering this planet gave me a pleasant surprise, I'll let you off this time.

On the Iron Throne, Brainiac, whose consciousness had descended across the universe, slowly and deliberately pulled up a video and information, all of which were images of David in battle. He stroked his chin, like an experimentalist looking at a white mouse about to be dissected and studied, exuding an inhuman ruthlessness.

"A powerful physique, the ability to absorb energy and manipulate gravity."

A powerful, unknown race from outer space, or a miraculous mutation?

Perhaps my biological shell can be renewed once again.

Brainiac stood up, his belt flashing, and he vanished from his spot in an instant, making a spatial jump and appearing above the metropolis.

"Release my creation."

He was my only remaining Kryptonian experimental subject, a precious specimen.

David, who was gripping the mechanical superhero by the neck, suddenly heard a cold, superior voice behind him.

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David turned around and shot out energy beams that scorched the air, but the tall, strong, and cold figure stood in the void, hands behind his back, doing nothing.

A powerful protective force field detected the energy attack around him, as if he had hit an unshakeable transparent glass dome, and the energy beams were deflected.

"Not bad ion energy attack," he commented indifferently.

"Brainiac".

David's eyes narrowed when he saw the distinctive green skin.

Brainiac possesses countless bodies created by technology, both biological and mechanical, but they generally share a common feature: green skin and a bald head.

Clark tensed up as he sized up the man in front of him.

The strong muscles on this man did not appear bulky at all, giving him a godlike sense of oppression.

"You want me to let him go?"

As you wish."

David released his grip, letting the mechanical superhero fall to the ground. At such a height, it wouldn't kill the mechanical superhero.

However, facing the unfathomable strength of Brainiac, having the mechanical superman occupy one of his hands is not a wise choice.

"The body was so badly damaged, yet they still insisted on fighting."

Without even glancing at his subordinates who had been thrown into the air, Brainiac surveyed the scene with an air of superior confidence, his gaze sweeping over Batman, who was piloting the Fenrir armor, and offered his comments.

"I acknowledge your will and spirit."

His biological shell was based on the Krull aliens, whose telepathic abilities surpassed those of Kryptonians by a thousand times. It underwent multiple genetic modifications, giving his eyes various abilities such as farsightedness and X-ray vision, allowing him to observe at the molecular level.

Batman underwent hellish training in the League of Shadows, honing his powerful fighting skills, which also left him with numerous hidden injuries. Combined with the new and old injuries he sustained while fighting crime in Gotham, he is practically riddled with wounds.

Piloting such a huge and powerful mech is not as simple as pressing a button. After gaining insight into the Batman's physical condition, Brainiac also felt a sense of admiration for Batman.

"The mysteries of the universe are as clear to me as the lines on the palm of my hand."

The mind, however, remains a realm I have never fully comprehended.

With the same genes and the same physical conditions, some people can do things that others cannot.

"You're Brainiac?"

Batman felt no joy at the praise from this powerful man whom the mechanical superman called the creator. He was tense and stared at him as if facing a formidable enemy, afraid that he might make the slightest move.

"Excellent alloy formula, outdated weapon combination, and a system full of flaws."

But Brainiac clearly didn't take him seriously. After looking away, the Fenrir mech lost its momentum and plummeted straight to the ground.

The system was hacked in an instant.

"This is not your battle."

"Just stay here."

Clark quickly chased after him, grabbed the flying Batman, and put the mech on the ground. Batman emerged from the cockpit, wearing his suit and gazing at the sky with a gloomy expression. Clark gave him a warning.

He then leaped up and stood beside David, glaring at Brainiac.

This guy is the mastermind behind the robots' plan to destroy the Earth, and according to his father, he has done this kind of cruel and inhumane thing countless times.

How many worlds have you destroyed?

"A young Kryptonian."

Brainiac ignored his question, disregarded Clark's furious gaze, looked him up and down, and a knowing glint flashed in his eyes.

"I once thought that Kandor was the last known container for the Kryptonians."

I never expected you to exist. Your presence outside my biological shell and collection room allows others to peek into Krypton's technology and genes.

He shook his head.

"I will never allow my information to be shared."

Clark's expression changed. After Zod, he had asked his father where the Central Scripture that Zod wanted was and whether it had been sent to Earth with him.

Jor El answered him, and to his surprise, his father had injected the Central Codex, containing the genes of billions of Kryptonians, into his body; he was the living Central Codex.