I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

The moment Batman heard the name, he instantly thought of him. There weren't many people this famous in America. He muttered to himself, "Loser?"

He immediately thought of that person from his memory; this was an absolute high-ranking figure on Earth, a company whose reputation was no less than that of Wayne Enterprises.

Clark was stunned: "Why would he do that?"

Uh, I suddenly remembered that the other person just said that he asked a stupid question. Luther complained that his appearance made humans regard him as their guardian god. They had faith in him and therefore stopped exploring their own potential, and instead, they all lay down and gave up, not wanting to develop... even though he had lived on this planet for twenty years.

However, he once used his super brain to measure data on Earth's humans and discovered that their potential is limitless. Their hands-on creativity and brainpower, their interest in exploring the unknown, and their scientific practice are all exceptional. Given time, they will surely become a second powerful civilization like Krypton.

Perhaps they need a long time to mature and develop before this, but that doesn't prevent them from being qualified and possessing this talent. This is a group of people with amazing potential.

Even if Clark is the only superhuman on Earth... well, not the only one, he still shouldn't be underestimated!

I glanced at the superheroes around me, and then at Ye Ritian, who was also a superhero. Thankfully, I wasn't the only monster on this planet—no, in this universe. I wasn't alone.

"He just said that he has an ∞ symbol on his chest, which represents infinity. Could he be from the ∞ family? I've never heard of the ∞ family in my father's introduction of Krypton." Clark was full of thoughts, and Ye Ritian's clothing made him very worried!

Swish!

The next second, Ye Ritian summoned Luther from afar, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him up.

"Ah, where is this?"

Luther was terrified. When he heard his subordinates talking about him in the background, he knew something bad was going to happen. He hurriedly took a helicopter to escape, but where could he go in this huge city?

"Ye, Ye Ritian, why... why did you capture me?" Luther struggled to speak.

Even if he ran out of the city and hid in the Flaming Mountains, the underwater world thousands of meters deep, or even in the Earth's core, he could not escape Superman's capture, let alone this being who is even more powerful than Superman Clark, the Silver Superman.

Run? It's no use running to Earth or to space!

"Ye... Ye Ritian, why aren't you saying anything? Let me go!"

With his neck gripped, Luther panicked, his face filled with unease. Gone was his usual composure and calm, calculating mindset.

He cursed inwardly, "Damn it! I didn't expect this at all; this is completely out of the ordinary!"

He knew that Superman Clark had super hearing, but he guessed that the other party wasn't constantly listening, so there was no need to be wary. Besides, he hadn't known him for long and wasn't very familiar with him, so he wasn't worried that the other party would focus his attention on him.

But to his utter surprise, this step turned out to be a mistake. According to his original plan, at most people would find out that he, Luther, created Doomsday, but they would never take action against him so easily. He held a high position of power in the United States, and he was not someone who could be arrested so easily.

But he never expected to be captured so strangely. It wasn't Clark who did it, but another Superman, Ye Ritian. He couldn't believe it. The other party's way of doing things completely overturned his impression of Superman. His worldview was shattered. Not all Supermen are like Clark.

At this moment, all the superheroes were astonished, including Clark. Ye Ritian had miraculously appeared out of nowhere and could summon people from afar?! Was this also Superman's ability?! They all looked at Clark!

Clark shrugged speechlessly: "I don't have that ability, don't look at me!"

Batman's face was cold as he thought to himself, "Clark is still too conservative. I've seen through everything you've done. You can fool them, but you can't fool me. You must have been hiding this skill!"

He didn't believe Clark; being inherently suspicious was part of his persona!

Luther was horrified and struggling to breathe, while Ye Ritian remained calm, looking directly at him and saying indifferently, "Luther, you're just like Loki, the god of mischief next door, always jumping around. But you are indeed more outstanding and fond of causing trouble than Loki. To avoid causing me any unforeseen problems, I respectfully invite you to your death. Are you willing?"

Luther was filled with doubt: "Loki? The god of mischief? What kind of god is that? I don't know him!"

His body was choked and suspended in the air. Luther kept slapping the steel body with his hands, but the rebound caused a pain, which frightened him so much that he dared not continue slapping.

He tried to break free from Ye Ritian's tight grip on his arm and pry the fingers off his neck, but his resistance was futile. He used all his strength, but it was no use. The other man's hand was like solder, firmly welded to his neck.

Luther was struggling to breathe, his legs flailing wildly as his brain raced, searching for a solution. He quickly came up with an idea and turned to the kind-hearted Superman.

"Clark, you can stop him, right?"

He didn't quite understand the character of this newly emerged superman, Ye Ritian. Judging from the current situation, this person was arrogant and domineering, and didn't respect anyone.

The only way out now is to seek help from the kind and just Superman Clark, who is recognized by the citizens as kind and righteous. He will definitely save me.

Luther sneered, completely unafraid of this Ye Ritian of unknown origin.

Ye Ritian, upon witnessing this, also sneered, thinking to himself, "Are you out of your mind? Of all people to ask, you have to ask Superman for help. I must say, it is indeed a solution, but can Superman beat me?"

Secondly, he's currently under my control. Do you think I can't fool him without anyone noticing, thus preventing me from revealing my trump card and stopping him from interfering and saving you?

I'll just stare at Luther. If all else fails, I can't just pretend to let you go here and wait until the superheroes leave before I drag you out and kill you behind the scenes, out of the public eye. Wouldn't that be just as good?

Clark, true to his DC persona, couldn't bear to let Ye Ritian kill someone in front of him, and said with a heavy heart, "Ye... Ye Ritian, can you please let Luther go?"

Clark was distracted, his mind filled with incomprehension as to why he encountered some unseen obstacle when he uttered those words, and why his own sense of kindness was gradually disappearing, being altered, and re-edited.

Clark was unaware that it was because Ye Ritian's spiritual will was controlling everything, modifying his character. He was an ultimate being, and after merging with some system permissions, he even surpassed the ultimate.

Only Joe Kubert, the father of DC, could subdue him.

Hearing Clark's words, Luthor was overjoyed. The plan had indeed worked. He knew that Superman was no match for him, but it didn't matter. This strategy was just a temporary measure. He would get through the immediate crisis and deal with the rest of the night.

Luther exclaimed excitedly, "Clark, tell him to put me down!"

"Ha!" Ye Ritian sneered. Using Clark against me.

"So, what will he choose?" Batman, watching the battle, pondered with a serious expression. "According to Clark's psychological modeling data analysis, there's a 25% chance he'll intervene to save him!"

In this extremely tense situation, every second captivated everyone present, while Deadpool and the Incredible Man watched calmly, observing the spectacle.

Ignoring Luther the Clown, Ye Ritian smiled at Clark.

"Clark, don't worry, I won't kill him in front of you. This is none of your business. You can go back and watch TV with your mom, Martha!"

Clark nodded as if possessed: "I believe you, then I'm leaving!"

He won't interfere unless the other side destroys the Earth or launches a large-scale social war that results in a high death toll, and he doesn't have the ability to do so.

call out!

Under Luthor's horrified gaze, Superman Clark flew away with a "whoosh," leaving him behind.

Luther was dumbfounded, and the superheroes were dumbfounded.

"Something's not right. Why does Superman Clark feel so strange?" Batman pondered.

Superman Clark has changed. He thought he knew Superman best, but now Superman is doing something very unusual. Something is definitely wrong. Superman, you've changed!

Batman looked up at Clark, who had disappeared into the sky, his eyes filled with deep doubt and worry. As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated." Now that the enemy has changed, it is very unfavorable for his research on Superman. His future situation in the face of him is precarious.

Batman, danger is imminent!

Ye Ritian gazed at Luther indifferently, his expression unreadable, and calmly said, "Now that Superman is gone, how will you deal with me?"

Gradually close your fingers and exert force.

Luther panicked, never expecting this to happen. This was illogical! He roared, "No! Spare my life, Ye Ritian!"

He felt the oxygen dwindling, his mind went blank, his legs dangling in the air as he desperately kicked and swayed, trying to break free. But no matter what he did, he couldn't budge the rock-solid steel hand; the firm, unwavering grip held his fate by the neck.

Luther's face showed terror, a sense of impending death welling up inside him. He roared madly, "We...we don't have any great hatred, Ye Ritian, let...let me go! I can give you all my wealth: luxury cars, villas, technology, servants, beautiful women, money, power, status, and honor. I'll make sure you have countless beauties every day, change your clothes every half hour, and eat delicacies every meal: abalone, shark fin, bear paws, lion's head meatballs, tiger meat and bull penis soup!"

For the first time, he felt how helpless his outstanding intelligence, talent, and cunning schemes seemed at this moment.

His face showed utter despair. He had schemed his whole life, but this time he had failed miserably. One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand!

Ye Ritian shook his head: "No! I have Xingchen and Xingkong, that's enough!"

To build a harem? The main problem is that he doesn't like American women. If he had to choose one, he'd rather choose Lu Su, the daughter of Lu Gong from mythology!

Luther's eyes bulged, his face was pale and his blood was stagnant, and he roared, "No!"

Click!

With his neck crushed, Luther let out a shrill scream. His head lolled to the side, and his wide-open eyes and twisted expression revealed his resentment and ferocity before his death.

Until the moment of his death, his eyes were wide open in a rage, and he died with his eyes wide open in disbelief. His supposedly top-tier level nine intelligence was now nothing but trash, despised and useless, unable to save his life.

boom!

Ye Ritian coldly and ruthlessly dumped Luther's corpse on the ground.

"The DC universe is very complex. To avoid unpredictable unknowns and to prevent people from using your brain to study your genetic technology after you die, it's better to obliterate you into dust!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the words became law, and Luther's corpse automatically turned to ashes, vanishing into nothingness, leaving no trace of his body.

General Zod's body was used by this guy to modify it. Both Marvel and DC have this kind of hobby. They like to study powerful aliens, mutant genes and other weapon technologies to modify, upgrade and copy themselves!

So it's better to eliminate the threat completely, lest someone take Luther's body and modify it.

"stop!"

A figure approached from afar, its green suit flashing. Green Lantern, who had rushed back to Earth from a mission in space, arrived late in Metropolis and saw this scene as soon as he got back, and couldn't help but roar.

Looking at the superheroes who were standing there in a daze, I wondered, where was Superman, the guardian of Metropolis, the Son of Light, the god among men?

"What are you doing?

He killed someone in front of superheroes, and you guys aren't going to do anything about it?

Green Lantern first shouted at Ye Ritian, then roared at Batman, Flash, and Wonder Woman.

He remembered this person; this was the leader of the group that had killed the terrifyingly powerful Kryptonian Fiora some time ago.

This madman! How did these people who claim to have traveled through the universe end up here? Metropolis is... a complete ruin. It looks like they had a fight and destroyed the city.

Deadpool glanced at the character he was playing, an endless killing intent washing over him. He hesitated, his heart pounding with murderous intent: "Should I kill him? Kill myself, heh!"

Ye Ritian suddenly sensed a voice coming from his mind. He turned to look at the source of the voice, and the tone, timbre, pitch, and sound waves indicated that the source was Deadpool!

Ok?

"Should we kill him...? Heh?"

Ye Ritian thought to himself, "Is this his true feeling? Can he hear other people's thoughts now?"