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

To the superman's surprise, this deadly sword light failed to completely kill the Sun God. He shook his head, thinking that if one sword wasn't enough, then he would use another, and continued the pursuit.

Along the way to hunt down Rao, more and more Supermen arrived late. Without much communication or hesitation, they joined the hunt, determined to kill him without hesitation.

The group of superhumans hunting Raoh were all at the single-universe level, while a small number were at the planetary universe level, yet they were able to hunt Raoh all over the world, which greatly angered the Sun God.

The Supermen wielding the Superman Sword possessed extraordinary strength, each seemingly a miniature Ye Ritian, making them exceptionally terrifying...

At least from Rao's perspective, that was the case. His magnificent thermal vision and super strength couldn't break through the insects' defenses. Their powerful steel bodies were simply unbelievably strong, giving off a similar vibe to Ye Ritian.

Therefore, his escape was absolutely the right thing to do. The entire planet Krypton launched a frenzied manhunt for him, and Rao was forced into a life-or-death escape, fleeing in panic like a stray dog.

"They both stole the identity of the Son of the World, secretly plotted against Clark, and even killed him..."

"But why am I the only one who has been subjected to such universal hatred and condemnation, while Ye Ritian is able to remain unscathed, manipulating the situation and sitting comfortably on the sidelines?"

"No! I refuse to accept this, Ye Ritian! I refuse to accept this! You two-faced, treacherous, and cunning hypocrite, why did you resort to such dirty tricks? You actually set up a kill order against me in my bloodline, and killing me would even raise my gene level!"

Rao's eyes were bloodshot, his face filled with fear, and he fled in a panic, his mind a complete mess.

He couldn't understand why he was being punished for manipulating everyone's fate.

To say "manipulate" is not a good word; it should be said that "command" or "control".

But isn't this just what should be done?

Their destiny is of their own making, including knowledge, strength, civilization, and the superhuman genes that everyone envies and desires. Becoming stronger by basking in the sun is an innate ability.

Everything you have is given to you by me. Don't I have the right and the qualification to control you?

I will protect you from outsiders. I am the natural center of the world and your absolute supreme ruler.

It is my lifelong faith that you should worship and venerate, and regard it as your spiritual sustenance. Isn't this all I deserve? What have I done wrong?

Looking at the Supermen chasing him like mad dogs, Sun God was filled with rage and immense anger. He felt a sense of collapse and despair washed over him.

"Do you guys even know what you're trampling on?"

"You resent my manipulation of destiny and destruction, but if I hadn't given you life, where would you be?"

"You may think I am despicable and shameless, but if it weren't for the noble faith I have given, wouldn't the masses have hope for struggle?"

"I'm just reclaiming the status and power that rightfully belong to me. Is that wrong? How dare that unearned Clark so easily take everything away from me..."

"This honor and power should rightfully belong to me, but what right does Clark have?! He hasn't done anything, nor has he made any outstanding contributions to the tribe, so how can he compare to me?"

"I am the absolute center of all Krypton, and I naturally belong to the category of the Son of the Core. How can he rightfully sit in the highest position?!"

"I will guide you forward, awaken your wisdom, and teach you how to survive and thrive..."

"Throughout the vast ages, who has selflessly given to you, who has brought you light, and who has led you ever onward to prosperity and strength, making your civilization and technology among the most advanced in the entire universe..."

“I have generously shared with you my own innate divine ability—to become stronger by sunbathing—and engraved it in my bloodline and genes, so that everyone can possess and become a god among men, with the ability to surpass most races in the universe. Isn’t this achievement worthy of the admiration of the world?”

Rao, his face contorted with madness, roared wildly, his eyes filled with hatred for the man and Krypton: "Gods brought you civilization, taught you survival and knowledge, all so that your lives could be happier, but what have you... done?!"

"The gods hang their gourds to save the world, have compassion for all things, and establish various rules so that you can behave better. Only with rules can things be orderly."

"God, fearless of difficulties, created the universe so that more life could live within it, but you want to indulge in unrestrained pleasure and casually annihilate one world after another, disregarding their lives."

"God nurtures the sacred tree to cultivate infants in swaddling clothes, protecting and caring for them as they grow. He has devoted himself to protecting them day and night, accompanying them through countless hardships until they are fully grown..."

“But now you want to turn your backs and destroy this perfect creation, uprooting me, this towering tree that has blessed and cherished you.”

"I made all the sacrifices and efforts for Krypton to become more prosperous and powerful, and now you want to kill me instead? Do you think you are worthy of this great favor?"

Rao was angry, furious, desperate, and regretful.

I'm clearly a good person, so why am I being treated like this?

God, you refuse to follow the path that was laid out for you, and instead clamor to claim that you control your own destiny? How laughable! Without our divine nurturing and awe, you would have long since vanished into the vast universe, or been invaded by those with ulterior motives. Where would you even exist?

You are as fragile as ants, you truly don't realize your own worth.

In God's eyes, you are nothing but tiny insects, easily destroyed with a flick of the wrist.

With a flick of the wrist, one can easily create a group of devout servants to serve oneself; there's no need to care about your feelings or thoughts.

Are you teaching me how to do things?

How dare an ant defy the heavens?!

Deluding oneself to be on equal footing with God!

Dogs, you dare talk to me about freedom!

"Ye Ritian and the entire planet Krypton deserve to die!"

Rao's face twisted into a terrifying, sinister grin. The fault wasn't his; it was the whole world's.

Swish!

In a flash, he disappeared from the sight of countless superheroes like a ghost, arriving in another dimension, where he eked out a living and hid away.

In this battle, he seemed to be able only to dodge and not fight back, because he simply couldn't win; that sword was way too overpowered.

The Great Will of DC, living in such a harsh environment, felt a deep loathing for Rao, and thus arranged such a miserable life and meaning for his existence.

Born to shine for Clark, no matter how many brilliant contributions he makes, he can never compare to the lucky core son, Superman Clark, who sits firmly in his seat.

Clark was born into privilege, as if his entire destiny had been planned out, with countless conceptual designs and frameworks paving the way and building platforms for him.

It was as if water and water had naturally propelled him to the summit of a towering mountain, so that he could stand at the top, survey all the mountains below, and look down upon all living beings.

"Ha, now there's absolutely no room for me, Rao, in this entire space within the walls."

Rao was panting heavily, his breathing extremely unstable. He had just used special means to forcibly teleport away from Superman's sight, causing enormous damage to his already injured and bleeding body, resulting in an astonishing price.

This kind of secret technique-like trump card ability cannot be used too often. He greedily breathed in the air, eagerly cherishing the hard-won leisure time before him, and frantically trying to heal his injuries.

Who would have thought that the once-famous and glorious Kryptonian god, the ancient sun god Rao, would fall to such a state, like a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone?

It truly left those unaware of the truth feeling deeply disappointed.

Suddenly, the system that had been lurking within Rao's body was activated and then pounced on him with ferocious speed.

And in an unknown form that Rao could not comprehend, it quickly integrated into his blood and mind.

"Ding! Krypton Pursuit System 99999999999+... has been officially launched and has successfully located the lowly Rao."

"Binding in progress... Forced binding complete."

"Poor Kryptonian prey, Raoh the Sun God, your name has been engraved by the great Kryptonian god, Y'Rhtian, providing countless Kryptonian superhumans with targets to hunt down, including many ancient beings who are just watching the show from the outside world."

"Before your lowly life comes to an end, this will be the pinnacle of your life, with supreme glory bestowed upon you. From this moment on, the rules of the four bloodlines have been fully activated."

"You ridiculous Rao, run for your life as fast as you can, or fly out of this world called DC. Are you afraid? Are you trembling? Are you cowardly? Live like a dog, barely scraping by. This is what happens when you offend that great man. Do you regret it, you little bastard?"

"You guy..."

Rao's face was sinister, and his voice carried a chilling aura; he had reached the end of his rope.

This strange and quirky system made the Sun God's chest heave with anger. Although he didn't know what the little rascal meant, he was sure it wasn't a nice thing.

The system's chatter continued, driving Rao crazy. He clutched his head in pain and shook his head violently, but he couldn't block it out no matter what he did; he just couldn't shake off the voice.

On the contrary, it became clearer, with each word flowing into the super brain, and the brain reacted instinctively, quickly analyzing and repeating the text.

In an instant, five mechanical "ding" sounds rang out in succession, almost stunning Rao, who was left dumbfounded.

"Ding! Your current location has been detected. The system is sending the location information in real time. A large number of superheroes will be arriving soon."

"Ding! You will use the rest of your life to please the supreme and noble god Ye Ritian. Please perform your clown dance to your heart's content and intensify your resistance, you lowly Rao. Fear, you lapdog Rao."

"Ding! Lord Ye Ritian will be watching your every move closely, and will enjoy your miserable state and embarrassing situation."

"Ding! In order to provide that person with a better experience, this system will develop a live streaming function, allowing you to record your situation anytime, anywhere and transfer it to him to watch."

"Ding! Dear, the system wishes you good luck, a smooth escape, and a swift success! Remember to leave a five-star review, love you, muah!"

The Kryptonian Pursuit System diligently fulfilled its mission, and even gave Rao a playful word of encouragement before disappearing.

Rao was filled with shock and anger, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. This strange thing, which he had never encountered before, was simply too mysterious. It was neither human nor object, invisible to the naked eye yet able to speak.

I really want to get rid of it, but I find that I can't get rid of it no matter what I do, and I can't even see it. It can communicate with me directly, but I can't contact it on my own initiative.

Rao was stunned and at a loss, as if he had been tricked into signing a draconian contract by an unscrupulous boss, and the other party had the final say, deciding everything with a single word.

"Hmm? This looks familiar... Oh right..."

Rao pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized something and exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this just a conscious, intelligent life form? Similar to Brainiac, who is at level twelve and has full intelligence!!"

No wonder they looked so familiar. They are similar in that they are both intelligent, will-based, electronically mechanized entities, with some human emotions and tone of voice mixed in.

So, does that mean the little thing in front of me is also a max-level life form? Rao's eyes flickered as he fell into deep thought.

"Ding! Idiot, that little thing Brainiac is nothing but a fart to me. You dare compare it to me? Is it even qualified? I wouldn't even deign to carry my shoes!"

After a brief silence, the Kryptonian system suddenly reappeared, mocking Rao's brain relentlessly.

"Didn't you just leave? Why are you back out?!"

Hearing a string of curses in his mind, Rao was frustrated. Had he guessed wrong? Was this system far superior to Brainiac, who had reached max intelligence?

"What's it to you? This system can come and go as it pleases, appearing and disappearing at will. You lowly Rao, my wisdom level is as high as infinite ∞, which is beyond your imagination."

The system's aloof and cold audio output.

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