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

Feeling the pain of being hit by sparks, Avery quickly turned away from the spot.

Discovering that he wasn't as invincible as he had imagined, and that this guy in front of him, who he didn't know came from, was actually able to hurt him, he panicked. For a moment, he thought of turning around and running away, but then he realized that David's reaction was slow and his head didn't follow his movement in time.

He stopped, stood a few dozen meters away in another direction, looked at David, and a sinister smile curled on his face.

"You are strong, but not strong enough."

I've discovered your weakness!

"Oh?"

David laughed.

What are my weaknesses?

"That's because you're too slow!"

Time seemed to slow down. Avery activated his maximum speed, and at that moment, even the wind flowing between heaven and earth became extremely slow. In less than one-hundredth of the time it would take an ordinary person to blink, he arrived in front of David, and his fist, carrying terrifying speed, was about to smash into his face.

"Speed ​​is power!"

Although he was already very strong, his strongest attack was actually the punch he threw at several times the speed of sound.

Avery was confident that even steel several meters thick would be torn apart like paper by his lightning-fast punch!

The air was compressed by violent force, almost solidifying into a physical form. A white wave of air rolled in, and David clenched his fist and punched out, accompanied by violent cosmic energy!

Bang!

The earth collapsed, and the ground churned up like it had been hit by a meteorite, with cracks extending for more than ten meters, just like an earthquake.

The entire manor trembled, the shockwave like a raging torrent.

The windows of several castles were shattered, and Falcone and his companions, who were standing by the bed upstairs and by the window, were blown backwards.

Inside the manor, the gangsters, assassins, and hounds fighting Batman were all blown away like weightless pieces of paper by the violent shockwave. Seeing the situation was bad, Batman nimbly extended his grappling hook, hooked it onto a lamppost, swung it around, and hid behind a flower bed to escape the attack.

Under the shockwave of the purple energy surge, Avery was sent flying backward, his body turning bright red as if scalded by hot oil. He flew uncontrollably for dozens of meters before crashing to the ground in a sorry state. Clutching his chest, he stared incredulously at the figure standing on the ground and couldn't help but blurt out.

"This is impossible!"

Chapter 61. Jonathan's Poisoning

Avery couldn't believe that he was no match for David's strength.

In the middle of the shattered earth, the soft soil was pressed as hard as stone. Purple ripples on David's body undulated like light waves on the surface of a star. His eyes blazed with purple light like two small suns, exuding an imposing aura that made him appear like a god descending to earth. He slowly opened his mouth.

"Clearly, you're not fast enough."

The force of that punch forced him to use his physical strength, but after his body emitted a purple light, no one could detect the unusual color of his skin.

"This kind of power?!"

Falcone and the others got up and stood by the window again, looking down with undisguised horror on their faces.

The earth was compressed by a terrifying force, creating a hole tens of centimeters deep and tens of meters wide, as if a missile had bombarded the ground, all because of a simple punch exchange between the two men.

Batman unconsciously clenched his fist, a hint of shock showing in his eyes, his expression complex and indescribable.

"I do not believe."

With a deafening roar, Avery shattered the earth and shot forward like a cannonball, roaring furiously as he unleashed another punch.

How could he be stopped here?

This is just an insignificant city on this planet.

"Your aggressive intent is as shallow as your rebellious brain; it's too easy to see through!"

David easily caught Avery's supersonic fist that was tearing through the air. After briefly testing Clark's current abilities, he decided not to play along with Avery any longer and said coldly.

He raised his other hand, revealing a green kryptonite ring.

"It's a meteorite, how did you know my weakness?"

Under the radiation, Avery's divine power, comparable to that of a warship, rapidly dissipated like a flood, causing him to kneel on the ground in agony, looking up in terror.

David, gripping his fist, showed no interest in answering his question.

Black King can enhance his strength, speed, endurance, and other physical attributes by consuming his internal energy, but in his normal state, he can only match Colossus in strength and is more than ten times faster than an average person.

"Going any higher, his fragile body would be unable to withstand it, and if he didn't control it properly, he would be torn apart by the energy."

But I am different.

A strong physique can sometimes provide a lot of confidence.

Even though he doesn't have the same power level as the Black Emperor at his peak, with the support of cosmic energy, his speed can still reach four or five times the speed of sound.

"Still not as fast as Clark, but the gap has narrowed by four or five times, and Avery, with his abilities, is no longer so hard to catch."

Bang!

Avery's eyes rolled back as he was slapped unconscious, and his face quickly swelled up to the size of a steamed bun.

David slapped Avery, venting his anger at being forced to run to Gotham, and then dragged the ring-wearing, lifeless Avery away.

After taking two steps, he remembered something, turned back, raised his finger, and a ray pierced through the air.

call out!

"Help!"

Debris flew from the fifth floor, and the ground beneath Falcone's feet shattered. He screamed and fell from the fifth floor.

Batman quickly launched his grappling hook, swung over and caught him, preventing the Gotham mob boss from being smashed to pieces before being imprisoned without trial.

"You think I'm someone you can use, old man?"

Seeing Falcone's pale face, David turned and left, leaving Batman with a single sentence.

"He's in your hands now."

He hadn't forgotten the secret excitement he felt when the old man pointed out Avery's location, wanting to sit back and watch the fight, and use him to get rid of Avery, who was looming over him.

David dragged Avery away, while the gangsters who had been knocked down by the blast wave struggled to their feet, their injuries varying in severity.

But no one dared to block his way. They all moved aside with fear, as if avoiding a flood or natural disaster, for fear of displeasing him by blocking his path.

"..."

Watching David and his men leave, Batman frowned, not intending to stop them, mainly because he wasn't confident he could stop them at the moment.

He had a strict principle of not killing himself to prevent himself from falling into darkness, but he rarely interfered with the actions of others.

Having taken over Falcone's bedroom, his eyes filled with cruelty and malice, looking at others as if they were insects and slaves, he didn't believe that the guy who was taken away was an innocent and good citizen who usually liked to help old ladies cross the street.

……

Avery was caught in the middle of the night yesterday.

Fortunately, I rested in Gotham for another night, and the next morning at daybreak.

Pulling back the thick curtains of another hotel, it was, unsurprisingly, another overcast day.

The raindrops, like tear stains, meandered across the window, ruining my good mood for the morning.

They pulled Avery out of the hotel closet where he was unconscious.

The problem has been solved, and David is preparing to return to the town. Having stayed in Gotham for so long, perhaps due to the perpetually bad weather and rain, the place seems to possess a kind of magic that makes people feel unconsciously depressed.

"Although the town is remote, it makes people feel at ease and comfortable."

Although the small town, filled with wheat fields and corn, was remote and had nothing to do with prosperity, it was the place where he lived with his parents and Clark.

Once Clark's abilities are transferred back to Clark, he can continue to stay in the town and acquire ability points from Clark.

After finishing breakfast, David planned to call his parents to tell them that he was going home today.

But then the phone suddenly rang.

"Clark?"

"David, something terrible has happened! Dad's fallen ill and is unconscious in the hospital," Clark's panicked voice came through the phone.

Last night, Jonathan, the father, came home and said he had rescued someone on the way. The family, who were happy to help, were quite pleased. Nothing seemed amiss after that, but when he woke up this morning, his mood changed. Jonathan was often crying and laughing at the same time. A while later, he fainted while working in the barn and fell into a coma.

"what happened?"

Just as he was about to go home, he suddenly heard bad news about his family. David's face changed drastically. His father had always been healthy and rarely showed signs of fatigue even after a day of work on the farm.

He immediately thought of kryptonite. Prolonged exposure to kryptonite radiation could cause cancer, like Lex Luthor in the comics.

However, the kryptonite was always properly hidden in a box lined with lead, and it was separated from the ceiling and walls, so there shouldn't have been any problems.

"What illness does Dad have?" he asked quickly.

"I don't know. Dad has been in a coma with a fever, and the hospital can't find anything wrong."

But do you remember Kayla, the new transfer student?

In the bustling hospital corridor, Clark, with a hint of anxiety on his face, glanced at Kayla, who had just returned to her ward after conducting some investigation, and lowered his voice.

"She heard about Dad's situation and rushed home to find out what happened. After investigating, she said that Dad had been poisoned by a plant called Devil's Flower."