Superman from the comics: Starting with the Black Robe

Chapter 507 Stepping onto the Divine Rank

As soon as Jor-El uttered these words, the entire Earth was instantly shrouded in a layer of black mist, bringing a dark night even deeper than the shadow of the Black Death Emperor's cloak at that moment.

Meanwhile, the Kryptonian machines anchored to the Earth on either side began to roar. Only then did everyone truly understand the purpose of these two machines.

The collision speed between the two Earths is accelerating!

What was originally supposed to be a two- or three-hour collision process was compressed into a mere tens of minutes the moment the two machines were activated!

It's important to understand that at this point, the spirits of existence are still partially locked onto Earth. If they collide, both universes will only face mutual destruction!

"What are you doing? Stop right now!"

No sooner had Joe Al finished speaking than Joey's fist was already upon his face again. This time, there would be no mercy. "Die!"

With a deafening roar, perhaps because the Black Death Emperor had crossed the universe and broken through space to descend, this punch shattered the surrounding space like glass when it hit Joe El's face.

However, Joe Al, who had already gained a preliminary grasp of the Anti-Life Equation, was sent flying backward with blood splattering from his nose, just like before.

The defenses he had just built for himself still couldn't withstand Karl El's all-out punch. Joe El realized that Karl El was now seriously trying to kill him.

This made Jor-El realize just how absolute his son's intuitive power was, and what made him even more disappointed was that Kal-El possessed potential that no Kryptonian had, but his weak heart caused him to completely waste it on meaningless things!

The current Jor-El may still be no match for the berserk Kal-El; he needs more time to study the application of the Anti-Life Equation. Fortunately, he does have some time: "Look behind you, son one—are you going to kill me first, or go save two Earths?"

These words instantly brought Joey to his senses. The two Earths were accelerating towards each other, and he had no choice but to turn around and save them.

With a snap, it firmly held the World Trade Center twin towers in the Metropolitan Area and One World Trade Center, the tallest building in New York, between them, just before the two tallest buildings at the intersection of the earth collided.

On the brink of life and death, Joey finally realized just how much potential he could unleash. After a series of teeth-grinding, strange noises, he, with a mix of trepidation and excitement, truly shouldered the weight between two universes.

Even weight is the least significant burden. What he needs to do is use a bio-force field to smooth out the pressure, using a fulcrum that is almost non-existent compared to the entire universe to physically isolate the impending collision between the two Earths.

This also creates a problem—Joey is currently unable to move, so Joe Al has started to unleash his twisted logic without any pressure: "When your mother Laura was pregnant, I also thought about whether our son would grow up to be a great hero, just like the meaning behind the Al family crest. You know what it represents, right?"

Although the sigil of the El family resembles the letter "S" on Earth, it does not belong to any script evolution in Krypton's art system. Instead, it is an abstract symbol representing hope, simplified from ancient emblem paintings.

Upon hearing the word "hope," Joey, caught between the two Earths, became even more annoyed: "You have no right to use that word right now!"

If possible, Joey would rather go up and slap that old bastard Joe Al a few times than let him keep babbling on here.

But it was clear that he was currently unable to free his hands; the burden of two universes had physically weighed on his shoulders, rendering him completely immobile.

"I said before that the reason you failed was because the gap in strength between the two sides was too large, but that's not entirely accurate."

Compared to Karl El, who was bearing the weight of two universes, the carefree Jor El said, "Your attention is distracted by too many things, preventing you from focusing on what truly matters. Do you even know how those Old Gods or New Gods exist?"

If Carl El didn't care about these two Earths and the other people in these two universes, he could easily make Joe El suffer, but no one knows a son better than his father, and Joe El knew he wouldn't do that.

Whether it's Zeus from Earth's mythology, Raoh from Kryptonian legends, or Darkseid from Apokolips, none of them are real beings that exist in this universe.

The entire universe is like countless puddles existing in nothingness, and each of them is like a colossal creature casting a mottled reflection on the surface of a puddle as it passes by.

The presence or absence of puddles only determines whether their reflections exist, but does not affect the puddles themselves.

This is God, transcending time and space, beyond the material world, a true existence that reaches the source.

Instead of being merely a phantom like them: "Do you know how many parallel universes there are, how many Kryptonians there are? Or how many Jor-El or Kal-Els are there?"

Joe Al looked out over the entire Earth, and now he could see the Black Lantern Corpse that resembled his son. This unsurprisingly confirmed his long-held suspicions about the world and the universe: "So many parallel universes, and each of us is like a cheap copy. Does any of this really make sense?"

If there are many versions of "you" in the multiverse, then does "your" own existence have any meaning?

The conclusions that Joe Al, who holds the anti-life equation, draws for everyone are naturally meaningless.

Joe Alby: Everyone must understand the nature of the universe they inhabit, which is like a bubble, a dream.

The only way to change all of this is to transcend it.

The Green Lantern Corps, the Tamaran, the Senagon—everything in the universe is nothing but illusion, to be manipulated at will. At this moment, only he himself truly exists.

If that's the case, what does the existence or extinction of the two universes have to do with him?

"I think perhaps Doomsday is the truly insignificant part of you."

With the power of the Anti-Life Equation, Jor-El was able to see more clearly the true nature of his son, including the Doomsday within him and his true self: "They are illusions! You know it! You're too weak to accept this fact!"

"And what about your Kryptonians?"

Joey's question directly addresses the biggest flaw in Joe Ayr's argument: "If universes collide, are you going to make them die along with both universes?"

Joe Al's theory of ascension to godhood was entirely a lie, except for the idea of ​​godhood itself. The Anti-Life Equation was never a heavenly path for the entire race to become gods, but rather a heretical path to godhood that belonged only to the individual.

The essence of this power is complete domination, and the power of domination can only ever be possessed by one person alone.

"What difference does it make? On your Earth, there's a saying: 'When one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.' Right now, I am Krypton!"

He's already a god; with a mere flick of his wrist, he can elevate all Kryptonians to even higher levels of existence alongside him: "I've never lied to you. All Kryptonians will become new gods in my hands! — Huh?!"

As he was painting a picture of Krypton's idyllic future, Jor-El, alert and quick to react, dodged a dagger slashing at him from behind: "What are you doing, Fiora?!"

"What a good adjutant should do is prevent you from making mistakes."

Fiora remained unfazed, followed by the burly Nam Ike, who attacked Jor-El in unison: "Haven't you realized? You were never like this before! This power has changed you!"

These Kryptonians have also sensed that something is wrong.

The Anti-Life Equation's role is to govern all intelligent beings in the world, including Kryptonians.

By accepting the power of the anti-life equation, one becomes what Jor-El calls "the god," but in reality, one becomes a puppet under the feet of the god.

They rallied around Jor-El because of his charisma and the promising future he offered for Krypton, rather than being puppets without free will as they are now.

"You don't want to?! You have no idea how much I love Krypton!"

Enraged by the anti-life equation in his hand, Jor-El, wielding the supreme power representing the opposite of life, raised his fingertip. With a single, deadly strike, the Kryptonians who had attacked him vanished instantly: "Fine, then die! I can always create a new Krypton! I don't need you, I don't need Kor-El, and I certainly don't need Laura Lau Van! Or anyone else!"

Everything should operate solely according to one's own will.

If he could find the origin of the world, he could create a completely new universe, a new Krypton, and a completely new race of Kryptonians.