Black Robe: Gender Swap, I Have a Small Panel

Zod collapsed to the ground, his chest completely caved in, and at this moment, he could not even think about getting up to fight again.

Even if Homelander took a few more steps with Kryptonite, he would immediately perish here.

He could feel the burning pain of kryptonite still lingering on every inch of his chest skin, and every bone felt unusually dull and numb.

The powerful energy of the Kryptonian cells was sealed away at that moment, and he became like an ordinary person.

He was panting heavily on the ground, but...

The Earth's sun, it seemed, was no longer willing to bless Zod, as it was covered by clouds drifting in from afar.

The moment the sunlight disappeared, Zod's life force instantly weakened; he could feel his life force slipping away.

He looked at the sun obscured by clouds, a touch of sadness appearing in his eyes. Even you don't like me anymore?

At that moment, dark clouds covered the sky, and Zod knew he was probably not going to survive.

"Ophira..."

In his final moments, Zod wanted to order his men and the planet to fight to the death!

It could unleash the world engine, alter Earth's gravitational field, and cause their mass extinction!

His warriors can break into smaller groups and raid entire planets.

Even in death, Zod can cause immense destruction to the world!

But when those words reached my lips, they turned into…

"Ophira, there's no need to avenge me..."

Krypton's ruthless rule is over. You carry the last embers of Krypton and merge into their ranks...

Zod spoke in the tone of giving instructions for his will on the Kryptonian communication channel.

He gave a forlorn smile.

Oh……

Even if I could take this entire planet with me to the grave, what difference would it make?

It's just extinguishing the last spark of Krypton's flame.

As Zod's life came to an end, he finally gave up his ambition to conquer the universe.

Joe... you still win...

His breathing stopped completely at that moment.

Zod is dead, and his last words struck like a thunderbolt into Krypton's exclusive communication channel.

This caused an immediate uproar, with every Kryptonian warrior's ears ringing, unable to believe what they were hearing.

"No! General..."

Someone was the first to scream, their voice filled with heart-wrenching grief and disbelief.

This shout acted as a fuse, instantly igniting the emotions of all Kryptonians.

The communication channel was filled with suppressed sobs and angry growls...

They followed Zod as they escaped from the Phantom Zone, drifting through the cold, empty universe for countless days and nights.

They survived the devastation of depleted resources, dodged the deadly attacks of cosmic storms, and even endured countless internal rebellions.

Those who remain now are undoubtedly Zod's most loyal followers. With the Codex of Life found and the restoration of Krypton within reach, how could the general fall here...?

High in the sky, several Kryptonian soldiers who were desperately surrounding Morgan were completely overwhelmed by grief.

He abandoned his formation and charged like a madman toward Homelander, who was standing beside Zod's corpse.

The air around them was churned and surged, their speed leaving afterimages in their wake.

He had only one thought in his mind—to avenge General Zod, even if it meant dying together.

"Stop! Follow the general's final orders!"

It was Ophira's voice, suddenly transmitted to their ears through the communication channel, clear and cool yet with an undeniable firmness.

In mid-air, the figure rushing towards the Homelander suddenly stopped, as if all its strength had been drained in an instant.

Their forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and their bodies, suspended in mid-air, swayed slightly. This was a military order they had no choice but to obey.

Military orders take precedence over the emotions of these Kryptonians—this is the tragedy of Kryptonian genetic modification…

With Zod's death, the war that swept across the sky came to a complete end.

The two sides had previously agreed that if Zod was defeated, Krypton would immediately cease all attacks.

Now that Zod is dead, his last command is the only guideline for the Kryptonian warriors.

Ophira was the person Zod personally designated before his death, so she would naturally do everything in her power to follow this final command.

She wants to lead the remaining Kryptonians to recuperate on this strange planet and learn to integrate into everything here.

"it's over……"

Looking at Zod's tightly closed eyes, her consciousness seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, instantly returning to the time before the battle.

The words Zod had spoken to her alone echoed clearly in her ears, every single one, never fading.

Zod held a thin test report in his hand, looking at her calmly, his voice low:

"Ophira, the blood test results for the Earthlings are in. Not only do they look extremely similar to us, but their DNA is almost identical to ours."

He paused, his gaze drifting to the beautiful little blue ball outside the window, a subtle, complex emotion lurking in his eyes:

"In the vast universe, to encounter such a fate among billions of stars, perhaps it is truly destiny."

We might be from the same lineage…

At this point, he turned around, his gaze falling solemnly on her, as if he were entrusting her with something of utmost importance:

"If I lose, you must agree to their demands and lead your people to integrate into their society."

The era of Krypton's ruthless rule has come to an end, but Krypton will be reborn on this planet in another form…!

"You must guide them! Give them strength, give them soul..."

Zod understood perfectly well the theory that Joe had always insisted on.

Krypton's civilization appears highly advanced, but the lives of Kryptonians are completely planned from the moment they are born.

What profession one should pursue, what responsibilities one should bear, and even what kind of life one should have are all predetermined, leaving no room for choice whatsoever.

Such a life, though efficient and able to keep Krypton running smoothly, lacks the most precious thing: the soul, and the vibrancy of being human.

Zod also knew very well that the most valuable thing about living beings was never efficient in following the rules, but the opportunity to choose.

You can choose the path you want to take, and choose the person you want to become...

Unlike Krypton, where everyone is born into a predetermined framework, living as cold cogs without self or warmth.

Earth, this vibrant planet, is home to people full of emotion.

They cry and laugh, they will do their best for small dreams, and they will risk their lives to protect those around them.

They possess limitless possibilities and the most precious right to choose.

This planet is so beautiful, and they may never repeat the mistakes Krypton made...

Zod's life was marked by obsessive actions, and he seemed heartless, but everything he did from beginning to end was for the sake of continuing the flame of Krypton.

Until the very last moment of his life, he finally let go of his obsession, saw the road ahead clearly, and entrusted Krypton's last hope to Ophira.

It was also handed over to this planet full of infinite possibilities...