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

"If... if it weren't for you, it would have been you who saved Krypton!"

"You mean saving Krypton by killing billions of lives and creating another Krypton in another timeline?"

David twisted hard, snapping Khair's neck.

A look of hatred and resentment froze on his face as the corpse fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Not only does Heller possess an indestructible body, but he also has powerful telepathic abilities. David has no prison that can contain him, so he has no choice but to kill him.

David's eyes lit up as terrifyingly hot cosmic energy rays incinerated the corpse.

Due to the nature of Kryptonians, he couldn't very well throw Hale into the sun, which had repeatedly acted as a crematorium for him, so he had no choice but to evaporate his body with heat rays.

Weakening by the river-like kryptonite solution, Hael's body could not withstand the onslaught and was quickly incinerated and disappeared into a pool of lava.

Upon seeing Hail die, Clark shook his head, unsure of what to say to this student of his father whom he had never met before.

He believed that Hail had learned from his father, and that things might not have been the way they were before; it was probably during his perilous journey through space that he was changed.

"The One Who Surpasses, Superman!"

Before the energy shield, a panting Flash turned his head and called out.

He threw countless punches at the protective shield, and the others also kept attacking, but to no avail.

Kaka!

Having dealt with Haer, David turned around, his figure transforming into lightning as he smashed the protective shield that everyone hadn't been able to break in a long time with a single punch.

Clark destroyed the device with heat rays.

The light bridge connecting Mercury and the Sun has finally broken.

"It's finally over."

Arthur and the others were so exhausted that they collapsed to the ground.

"The sun...the sun was saved, although we weren't much of a help in it."

The Flash and Green Lantern, both exhausted, looked at each other and gave each other wry smiles, relieved to have survived such a close call.

Just then, Batman arrived at high speed in his Fenrir armor. Inside the cockpit, several cans of kryptonite solution next to his seat were emitting a green glow.

"When did Batman start liking to be late like the Gotham police?"

Sitting on the ground, Hal Jordan braced himself with his hands behind his back, teasing the belated Batman.

Batman looked around, paused for a moment, and then said in silence.

"I rushed here at full speed, but I didn't expect it to end so quickly."

He looked at David.

Based on the surrounding situation and the circumstances of everyone, it was no surprise that David resolved the crisis and saved the Earth once again.

……

David first clashed with Khair in the Arctic, and then on the desolate planet Mercury; this battle was previously unknown to anyone.

But the mysterious beam of light connecting Mercury and the Sun in the solar system plunged countries all over the world into panic until Cyborg, representing the Justice League, spoke online and explained the whole story.

The people on Earth were horrified to discover that, without their knowledge, the sun had nearly been sucked dry, and the Earth had narrowly escaped destruction. Fortunately, the Beyonder led the Justice League to save the Earth once again.

"Thanks to the One Who Surpasses, I was able to see the sun again when I opened the curtains this morning!"

"I can't imagine what the world would be like without the sun."

"If the sun were to disappear, Earth would likely revert to an ice age, with frequent earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and tsunamis. We would die in despair, and it would be better if the world were destroyed altogether. Thank you to the superheroes led by Beyonder!"

Major headlines reported on the near-disappearance of the sun and the contributions of the Beyonders and the Justice League, sparking a series of discussions online.

Upon learning that they and their families had nearly died, angry people began to question governments and the United Nations about what they were doing when the sun was being drained dry. While expressing gratitude to the Beyonders and the Justice League, they also formed a wave of discontent against the political systems on Earth.

At this time, the White House spokesperson told the media that next week they will officially introduce a team of superheroes under the US government at the White House. Each of them has independent capabilities and will definitely protect the security of the United States and the world better, safer and more legally.

"More legal?"

Two days later, at the Alliance base, Batman stared at the news on the news website, his eyes sharply locked onto those few words, his brows furrowed, looking out at the sea, sensing a long-brewing wave about to sweep in.

A morning in the metropolis.

Bright sunlight streamed into the room. David, who was eating and scrolling through his phone at the dining table, saw the message, but he didn't pay it any mind and just glanced at it before scrolling past it.

He also saw some clues about the beginning of the incident. He didn't even care much about his superhero identity, and this matter wasn't worth bothering him.

Looking across the dining table, there were empty chairs.

"Where did Clark go so early in the morning?"

After washing up upstairs, Jonathan sat down in his seat. He scratched his head, still a little sleepy, after spending the whole day repairing the cowshed on the farm yesterday.

Wearing an apron, the mother, Martha, brought over a plate of freshly baked raspberry pie. She glanced outside but didn't see her son. A hint of worry appeared on her brow, but she said nothing and sat down.

The clinking of knives and forks filled the air as the family ate their meal in silence.

David knew what his mother was worried about.

“Unlike me, Clark spends so much time playing Superman and fighting crime that he almost has no life of his own.”

As a mother, how could she want to see her son like this? She felt he should have his own normal life, running out every morning without even having time to eat breakfast, and not letting Superman take over the life that originally belonged to Clark Kent.

……

Metropolitan Museum of Art Downtown.

Good morning, gentlemen.

"Oh, Superman, we love you!"

The super-vision system detected the incident, and the red and blue figures quickly arrived from the horizon. They greeted the police officers at the scene, and amidst the cheers of the crowd, Clark flew into the museum with a slightly serious expression.

On his way there, he learned about the situation through conversations between the police officers at the scene.

A strangely dressed person entered the crowded museum on a Sunday, staring at three broken rubies in his hand as if looking at a compass, muttering to himself as if he were doing something incomprehensible.

Because he squeezed into the people next to him, someone became dissatisfied and a conflict ensued with him.

“With a single finger, the next second, that six-foot-tall, two-hundred-pound Mexican giant turned into a emaciated mummy.”

"Is it a superpower, or magic?"

Clark felt he needed to be careful; he had a bit of a headache.

That said, I had planned to go home for breakfast after resolving the kidnapping case on Robertson Avenue, but it was definitely going to be late by now.

After the death, tourists immediately scattered in panic, leaving the museum empty, especially the ancient Greek artifacts section.

"found it!"

The middle-aged man, dressed in a blue jumpsuit and a hat, looked like a witch. His face was sinister, and he resembled a wicked wizard from a fairy tale, hiding in a dark cave and brewing strange potions.

Guided by the glittering one of the three gem fragments in his hand, he stopped in front of a roughly patterned earthenware pot in the center of the exhibition area.

Faust was excited and cast a levitation spell, and the ancient pottery jar flew into his hand.

A strange light flashed at the edge of his palm as he raised it to smash the pottery jar.

“Sir wizard, I’ve looked at the description on the display stand. This earthenware pot, though not very exquisite, is nearly three thousand years old.”

A voice suddenly came from behind. Clark levitated in the air with his arms crossed, his red cape billowing behind him.

"Can we make a deal? You put it back where it was, you surrender, and I can get home in time for breakfast."

"Superman?"

Faust turned around and gave a cold, unperturbed smile.

The next second, the pottery jar shattered, revealing an ancient component resembling a stone pestle.

Immediately afterward, he gripped the stone component, not looking at Superman, but instead cautiously glancing around, as if something bad must have happened.

"Sir, what are you looking at?"

Clark had just finished asking the question.

An incredible scene unfolded: next to the central exhibition hall, an ancient warrior statue on display suddenly moved. It was dressed in ancient Roman armor, with a sword at its waist, and was six or seven meters tall.

The clicking sounds from the movements attracted their attention.

"now it's right."

Faust smiled as he gazed at the tall stone warrior who had been resurrected by magic.

"I'll leave this to you. You've come at the perfect time, Superman. I have other things to do, so I'll be going now."

He muttered a spell in a low voice, and a cloud of smoke enveloped him. When the smoke dissipated, he disappeared.

Clark reached out and grabbed nothing, then looked up to see a shadow looming over him.

"I think you should have seen it, I didn't take the things."

Looking at the stone statue of the warrior looking down at him, he tried to put on an innocent smile.

call out!

next second.

The enormous stone sword struck him with terrifying force.