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

"Is this yet another new ability of yours, David?"

Clark stepped forward and examined the amber-shaped cube closely, but couldn't make heads or tails of it. He turned back and asked curiously, at which point David displayed a powerful ability he had never seen before.

"Won't he escape and run away again?"

Firestorm stumbled along, saying that Batman and the others were all very concerned about this issue.

They had all witnessed and experienced Amodro's power and terror before, especially after copying the abilities of half the world's ability users. Just by standing there, Amodro seemed like a being from a higher dimension, radiating an aura that made it hard to breathe.

"Never will."

David's tone was certain.

"His thoughts have frozen along with his time."

It's impossible to say how strong the crystals formed by the living hell light he emitted were.

During David's several battles with Amoz, he tried to paralyze Amoz and launch attacks, but he failed to seal Amoz's hands and feet, which David easily shattered with a little effort.

"But the most powerful aspect of the Living Hell Crystal is not its strength, but its ability to stop a person from thinking."

"It can only break the blockade if it can generate the idea first. The importance of thought to life goes without saying, especially for a robot."

Looking at Amozzo, David commented, "As long as no one breaks this cube from the outside, it's already a decorative piece."

As for the strength of the Living Hell Cube, it cannot completely seal Amodro, but that doesn't mean it's not tough enough for others. With Clark's current strength, he shouldn't even think about breaking it.

After hearing David's description, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief, but they were still not completely at ease.

"Where did this robot come from?"

The Flash asked a question that everyone had been wondering about for a long time.

"There should be someone who can answer this."

David reached out and beckoned, and a similar cube-shaped object flew from a building in the distant block.

"Luther?"

Clark recognized the terrified figure in the center of the amber.

"He's still alive?"

The reappearance of someone who should have been dead truly startled him!

Others also knew Luther to some extent, mainly because he had broadcast the Beyonder killing him live to the world.

"He wasn't killed long ago..." Green Lantern stopped mid-sentence, after all, the idea of ​​a superhero killing someone was somewhat taboo.

"A dead soul is trying to crawl back from hell in the form of a clone."

David didn't care at all.

"By sheer coincidence, he actually caused a bit of trouble."

He guessed that the events should be similar to the original plot, with Luther coincidentally discovering the recently created Amordro and feeling that he could use him for revenge and to achieve his own ambitions.

David waved his hand, causing the crystal to melt away, and Luther's body was finally able to move again.

"You, you defeated Amoroz?"

How is this possible! "

What is it like to be able to move only your consciousness but not feel your body? Painful gasps, Luther looked at the indifferent David, then at Amozzo sealed in the orange cube, incredulous.

"Nothing is impossible. It's just yet another conspiracy by someone to destroy and rule the world. How many clowns like you have been thwarted by the Transcendent?"

Firestorm snorted coldly and looked at the figure beside him.

He has saved the Earth more than once; no matter what crisis is at hand, it seems there's nothing to worry about with this man around.

“Tell me about the origin of this robot.”

Diana swung the Lasso of Truth and placed it around Luther's body.

The Lasso of Truth is the best interrogation tool in the world. Under the power of the artifact, Luther could not resist and quickly revealed everything he knew.

Upon learning that Amodro was merely the posthumous work of a deceased scientist on Earth, everyone was both surprised and relieved.

"I've hardly ever heard of the scientists who invented such amazing robots. Am I just ignorant?"

The Flash scratched his face in confusion.

"In any case, fortunately, the Beyonder defeated the robot named Amodro, and there was no other mastermind behind this."

Batman's voice was deep and somber.

He fought alongside David and Clark against Brainiac's attack.

However, compared to Amozzo, who can freely copy the abilities of others, Brainiac and Mechman seem less terrifying, and it seems there's no need to worry about another Amozzo appearing one day.

How did he solve it?

Green Lantern discusses the fate of Luthor.

"No, don't kill me!" Everyone had learned what had happened. David looked over, which made Luther shout urgently, his whole body trembling.

Clark was somewhat surprised; this behavior was unlike the Luther he knew.

"Different experiences shape different personalities. The last loser was much more cunning and tough than you."

David coldly raised his hand, and a purplish-black light engulfed the terrified Luther.

He was completely annihilated, his remains vanished from the world.

In truth, Luther can hardly be considered the mastermind behind this disaster. Amodro was not someone he could deceive and control indefinitely; at most, he was the one who caused it, but now he is dead.

"Won't another cloned Luther appear in the future, right?"

Should we have Cyborg investigate Luther's movements before his death?

Clark looked worried and whispered to David.

Unlike the others, Luther has been in contact with their real identities, and even Martha and Jonathan, which is not particularly reassuring.

"Don't worry about Lex Luthor crawling out from some dark corner again. I'll make sure he dies clean this time."

David waved his hand. There was a summoned god waiting for him in the woods of the farm. It was just a matter of saying one more word. No matter what tricks Luther left behind, they would all disappear.

……

Not long after the Amordro attack on Metropolis, and just as people were beginning to suspect that the Justice League had revealed that the deceased Lex Luthor was behind it, discussions about cloning technology once again swept the internet.

Something even more sensational happened in a sense.

"My God, the president has been assassinated..."

After lunch, Martha sat on the sofa, watching the breaking news on TV, and covered her mouth in surprise.

"what?"

Jonathan, who had just finished tidying up the cow feed, rushed into the house upon hearing the noise, looked at the news, and was somewhat stunned.

On television, the host reported on the events. The president had just finished a joint press conference explaining the issues concerning the Super Task Force and Captain Atom, and was about to leave.

"Among the invited reporters, a mysterious man in gray suddenly pulled out a shotgun and shot the president, who was about to step down, in the chest, creating a large hole. He then shot him in the head, killing the president."

To this day, we still don't know why the president's bodyguards were so negligent as to allow someone posing as a journalist to enter the venue with a shotgun.

Reportedly, the president's death was gruesome, reminiscent of the previous president who was assassinated.

Clark was startled at first, then instinctively looked at David.

"Why are you looking at me? You don't think I'm the murderer on TV, do you?" David chuckled, spreading his hands as he sat on the other sofa.

"The assassin who attempted to kill the president has been arrested. An investigation revealed that the assassin was a mental patient with a history of mental illness for more than ten years who escaped from a mental hospital in New York a few days ago."

When asked why he wanted to assassinate the president, he said he heard on television in the mental hospital that the president liked to spread mayonnaise on his bread, which was his least favorite flavor.

Just for this assassination attempt on the president? This reason left the family watching on television speechless.

"That sounds like something a psychopath would say, doesn't it?"

David stood up.

"Father, now that the president is dead, don't you have any thoughts on this?"

"What are you thinking?" Jonathan was taken aback, puzzled.

“I have never had much affection for politicians. As a farmer, especially as a representative elected by many farmers in the town, you have no idea how many incompetent, corrupt officials I have dealt with.”

He patted the dust off his straw hat.

Jonathan wasn't sad at all; he was just as surprised as Martha.

Especially considering that this president had just been embroiled in a huge scandal, nearly causing a massive explosion in the country that would have killed hundreds of millions of people by blindly targeting superheroes.

"Do you remember that the general election was approaching, and Father didn't seem inclined to run for office?"

"Ah I?"

Jonathan pointed to himself, and Martha was also stunned.

I thought my son was asking how it would feel if the president died, but it turned out he was asking if he wanted to run for president.

"Don't joke around. Your dad is just a farmer from Kansas. I have no connections, no financial backing, and I'm not going to get a seat on the state legislature."

Clark was even more stunned.