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

Abandoning the Redemption he had previously saved, Clark rushed anxiously into the vacuum of space in the sky, where he was fortunate enough to spot that familiar figure.

"Fortunately."

Smoke billowing from his body, as if he had just crawled out of a fire, David waved his hand to indicate that apart from his suit being burned with holes on one side and another, he was otherwise unharmed.

He turned around and looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Luckily, it flew fast. If it had been in the center, I probably would have been in bed for a while."

"Thank goodness, it's alright." The energy he had just felt made his heart pound, and his body was instinctively sending out warning signals. Clark almost thought something was wrong with David, so he excitedly patted David's arm.

Batman and Cyborg quickly caught up, and after seeing that David was alright, they breathed a sigh of relief but were then deeply shocked.

"The scale of that energy explosion just now."

It even surpasses the Tsar Bomba, the largest nuclear bomb in human history.

Seeing David's only superficial redness and bruises, Steel Bone opened his mouth.

There has only ever been one hydrogen bomb with a yield of 50 million tons. Its mushroom cloud was seven times the height of Mount Everest, and its shockwave and thermal radiation covered more than 100 kilometers. The tremors were clearly felt thousands of kilometers away, and there were even rumors that it caused slight displacement of the continental plates.

The energy explosion that just happened, apart from lacking nuclear radiation, was far more powerful than the Tsar Bomba. Even if it wasn't at the epicenter, it was enough to destroy any matter on Earth.

Are you really okay?

I think you should get checked out.

Batman frowned after hearing Cyborg's words.

His extensive experience taught him that the human body does not immediately feel the effects of certain serious injuries.

For example, if someone is caught in an explosion and their internal organs are shattered, they might only feel a fever and thirst, and it's too late when they vomit blood.

"Don't worry, I have a portable X-ray machine right next to me."

Seeing the worried looks in their eyes, David, who knew he was alright, chuckled and gestured to Clark's presence to reassure them.

The matter is over. Although 'Redemption' is still alive, without Hytow's energy supply, he can no longer cause any trouble. He can only be confined to a heavily guarded prison for the rest of his life, where he will be provided with emotional points.

[Template integration is 91% complete]

He glanced at the panel.

"A new template should be available in a few days."

……

Did God send angels to save humanity, or were they trying to brainwash terrorists worldwide?

The mysterious blue light visible across the African continent was actually a suicide attack targeting the Beyonders and the Justice League!

"The Greatest Religious Madman of the New Century—Hytowah."

The salvation that Catholics once considered one of the proofs of God's existence has been exposed as a 'religious star' designed and created by someone, and the person behind him is part of an evil plan to brainwash the world, shattering the dreams of many Catholics.

The world was shaken. After the Justice League was formed, under the leadership of the Beyonder, the crisis was nipped in the bud and the world was saved before it even occurred.

After learning the details of what the Justice League revealed, the name Beyonder became known and admired by more people.

……

metropolis.

"This is my newly purchased Beyonder figure."

You're telling me it was just damaged like that?

On a sweltering day, in front of a house, the recipient angrily opened a package. Inside was a lifelike humanoid figurine wrapped in purple transparent plastic, its head and body severed, looking up angrily.

"I fell. I tripped and fell when I turned onto Seventh Avenue."

The deliveryman, wearing a bicycle helmet, had some scratches on his face. He was riding his bicycle with his legs shaking back and forth, pretending to be nonchalant while also showing some indignation.

"If you are not satisfied, you can apply for compensation."

Why can others sit at home eating ice cream, watching TV, and waiting for their deliveries, while he has to deliver packages at noon, only able to eat a taco on the way, and then, to make matters worse, he trips and falls while turning a corner.

The recipient was immediately enraged by his attitude.

"I'm definitely going to file a complaint against you, you idiot!"

"it's up to you."

Gritting his teeth in frustration, the deliveryman pushed off with his foot, rode away, and onto the main road.

"Monster, there's a monster!"

"Superman, save us!"

Amidst the commotion and screams ahead, he was still cursing the guy in his mind and didn't hear him when he turned the corner and suddenly saw a huge shadow enveloping him.

A harsh, grating sound.

He fell off his bicycle and stared in horror at a three-meter-tall, purplish-red slime monster without hands, feet, or a head.

"Help! I'm going to be eaten!"

The next moment, the alien life form, which had only recently landed on this planet, pounced on him. Its enormous size engulfed him, but instead of swallowing and digesting him, it surged into his body through his pores and skin.

After a moment of darkness, the 'deliveryman' who had been tackled to the ground opened his eyes again. An endless hunger enveloped him, and his clenched stomach made him suffocate and drive him mad.

"I need to eat!" He roared, his entire body now a deep purple-red, and lunged at the crowd.

Name: Zhou Shan

Talent: Nine Breaths of Breath Control

Kung Fu Technique: Eagle Claw Iron Shirt (Beginner Level)

Zhou Shan transmigrated to another world and obtained the "Nine Breaths Breath Control" talent from the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Techniques.

Nine Breaths Breathing: By breathing in and out, one can absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth from the depths of the void. There is no need to deliberately urge it; simply maintain the breathing rhythm. Even when walking, sitting, lying down, eating, or sleeping, it can operate at all times, automatically refining primordial energy to increase one's power. The power gained each day is equivalent to a year of meditation and cultivation by the host.

"My breathing became stronger, and I took off like a rocket!" At this moment, Zhou Shan had only one thought in his mind.

166. Chapter 164 Parasitic Demon and Template 98

Michael Allen, a bicycle deliveryman, disappeared and was replaced by a parasitic demon born from the fusion of two life forms. Its purplish-red skin evoked the horrific appearance of a person after being skinned alive, its emaciated body resembled a demon, and its mouth was filled with ferocious, white fangs.

He pounced on the terrified crowd, grabbing one person with each hand as if catching chicks, and instantly draining their life energy.

Bang!

With faces contorted in terror, two mummified corpses, seemingly dried up in an instant over a thousand years, were thrown to the ground.

The parasitic demon leaped and greedily pounced on the others, wreaking havoc on the streets like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep, or like a ravenous glutton feasting. In its eyes, everyone here was just a walking meatball.

One life after another was lost, the streets were filled with terrified screams, and everyone hated their parents for not giving them two more legs.

"Run away!"

"Help, someone save us!"

"Too slow, I need more energy!"

His shriveled body swelled up slightly. After draining dozens of people, endless hunger still tormented the parasite. He swung his fist downwards, and the hard asphalt road surface shattered and flew out. He pulled out a thick cable from under the street.

Stab it!

The cable, as thick as an adult's thigh, was ripped apart by a terrifying force.

The parasitic demon held one end in each hand, recklessly absorbing the electricity from the entire city.

Bang bang bang!

After dumping a few clueless robbers at the police station entrance, Clark suddenly looked towards the direction of Metropolitan Ninth Avenue on the other side of the city. He heard cries for help from the crowd and, in the blink of an eye, he crossed most of the city and appeared in the air above the street.

Having drained half the city's electricity, the parasitic demon's appearance changed drastically. Its body swelled up like an inflating balloon, reaching nearly three meters in height, with explosively bulging muscles. At first glance, an overwhelming sense of power rushed towards you. Its entire body radiated electricity, like a ferocious beast gazing into the sky as it smelled its prey.

"What are you?"

Dozens of mummified corpses lay on the street. Clark stared at this monster that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, disgusting and ugly like a failed nuclear radiation biological experiment. He swung his fist in disgust and anger.

Bang!

Superman?

I smell delicious on you.

The parasitic demon licked its lips with its thick tongue, cracked the ground, and shot out like a cannonball, exchanging a punch with Clark before being blasted into a nearby jewelry store, smashing several rows of counters. Its massive body seemed to feel no pain as it pounced again, its voice low and menacing.

"It's so delicious, it's like a chocolate energy bar the size of the Eiffel Tower!"

"Did you come here specifically to rescue me?"

"rescue?"

This monster was surprisingly intelligent. Hearing his nonsensical words, Clark became even angrier. He tore through the air and rushed in front of the parasitic demon in the blink of an eye, grabbing its neck and about to fly out of the city.

"I'm here to deal with you!"

Clark took a punch but didn't bleed. To avoid accidentally injuring other people in the city if the fight broke out, he wanted to find another battlefield.

But the moment his palm touched the parasite's body, a terrifying suction force began to absorb the energy within him. Clark's power plummeted rapidly like water being released from a floodgate, followed by a terrifying high-voltage current being released from the parasite's body, causing him to groan in pain.