American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 165 Rampage Quantum

"Sizzle~"

Damaged wires protrude, and the occasional flow of current creates noise as it intertwines with the air.

It seemed that the electrical box had been damaged; the corridor beneath the silent entrance to the underground base was pitch black, as if some dark creature was spying and monitoring from the shadows.

"Bizaro, you're blocking the way."

He repeated the instructions in his mouth.

A tall, muscular man with ashen skin, resembling a zombie, slowly approached the entrance.

Clearly, he remembered Lex's instructions to stop the intruders from the base.

"Da da~"

Footsteps sounded on the stairs, and Bizarro alertly raised his head.

A bright, full moon hangs above the entrance.

The cool moonlight shone down, illuminating the factory entrance.

Clark, his expression cold and his eyes vacant, stood with his hands in his pockets, staring at Bizarro.

"Whoosh!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he appeared in front of Bizarro in an instant.

The fist was raised, creating a whistling wind that suddenly struck Bizarro's cheek.

"Bang!"

His head tilted and twisted, and the immense force radiated from his face, sending his body flying backward. He then crashed into large sections of concrete walls, raising clouds of dust.

Clark finished off Bizarro, who was blocking his way, with one punch, then withdrew his fist and headed towards the underground base.

However, before it left, it was able to detect sounds coming from the corner ruins from a kilometer away.

That simple, honest voice carried a hint of anger.

"Splash!"

He stood up from the dust and brushed the cement debris off his body.

Bizarro was breathing heavily, his muscular chest heaving: "Bizarro, you're angry!"

He clenched his fists, and his cracked eye sockets slowly glowed with a deep blue light.

Clark, not to be outdone, also blazed with a fiery red light in his eyes.

Two beams of light, one blue and one red, complemented each other, resembling two pairs of fireballs floating in mid-air in the darkness.

next moment.

"Buzz!"

The extreme ice flow and the high-temperature rays shot out almost simultaneously, soaring and roaring as they collided fiercely.

"Pfft!"

The icy flow and high temperature mingled and rose into a large swath of thin white mist, which continued to increase until it spread and formed a dense fog that blotted out the sky.

"Whoosh!"

A hand shot out like lightning, and Clark, controlled by Joe El, seized the opportunity, not even giving Bizarro time to react, grabbing Bizarro by the neck and slamming him to the ground.

With one arm pressing down on the burly man's chest to restrict his movement, Clark raised his other hand, clenched his fist, and gathered strength.

Muscles bulged, power gathered in his arm, and Clark swung his fist and smashed it into Bizarro's cheek.

"Bang!"

The sonic boom was deafening, and the extreme speed even caused Clark's fist to create a sonic boom as it slammed into Bizarro's left cheek!

"Click~"

A crisp cracking sound rang out from inside his mouth as several back molars broke and shattered. Bizaro, his mouth full of blood, spat out several broken teeth.

Bizarro felt dizzy and disoriented, and he could only see several afterimages of Clark in front of him. He wanted to resist, but he was powerless.

Bizarro watched as Clark raised his fist again and slammed it down.

"Bang!"

Another loud bang, and a powerful punch landed on Bizarro's head once more.

There was no way to resist.

Punch after punch landed on Bizarro's face like a storm.

Until he completely lost his ability to react, closed his eyes and fainted.

"Smack."

Clark slowly stood up, supporting himself with his hands on the ground. He shook off the blood beads on his hands and walked towards the underground base not far away.

After walking through a spacious, misty corridor, a pair of giant locks made of metal doors came into view.

Just by looking at the thick metal material, ordinary bullets and explosives simply cannot destroy this base.

But to Clark Kent, this seemingly sturdy metal door was no different from paper.

Press your right palm against the iron gate and exert force with your arm.

"boom!"

After a muffled thud, the iron block shattered, and the sturdy iron door collapsed, revealing the spacious and enormous experimental base inside.

"roar!"

Inside the iron cage placed in the center, the bat monster hissed, warning any intruders.

Lying on the operating table, Professor Aijinsi still maintained that perfect posture, her eyes closed as if "sleeping soundly."

But Clark remained indifferent to all of this.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, and with his X-ray vision, nothing could escape his notice.

My gaze swept over the high platform, past the instruments.

Then, a bald head caught Clark's eye.

The man was crouching low as he ran toward the corner emergency exit, clutching a strange mask of an unidentifiable material.

"It's worth it," Clark murmured, and strode toward Lex.

Lex, who was running away, only felt a gentle breeze on his cheek.

"Snapped!"

The mask in his hand was ripped off with tremendous force, and Clark, expressionless, stood rooted to the spot, staring motionlessly at Lex: "Let go, or die."

"Sizzle~"

As Clark exerted force with his right hand, the immense force stretched the mask.

A faint blue energy surged, and just as Lex released his grip, a voice, like heavenly music, rang out from all around.

"Perhaps, your opponent is me."

The words have already been spoken before the person arrived.

Clark abruptly raised his left arm.

"Bang!"

The next instant, a fist slammed into Clark's shoulder, knocking him back and causing him to stagger.

"This belongs to me."

The boy who arrived only glanced at Clark's lifeless eyes and deduced that the other party might be being controlled.

While pondering this, Gino reached out with another hand and suddenly grabbed Clark's wrist.

However, Clark, controlled by Jor-El, gripped the mask tightly with all his might.

No one backed down.

Pulled by two forces that seemed like gods, the pure black mask threads shattered one by one, and a few strands of pale blue energy drifted into the air. Then, before the two could even react, the mask was completely destroyed.

The energies intertwined to create a deep blue electric light, like thunder and lightning, which pulsed and enveloped the two of them in an instant.

"Splash!"

Inside the mask, the uncontrolled quantum energy twisted and formed a spatial wormhole that rotated with quantum energy.

A tremendous, unavoidable energy pulled the two of them apart.

Its internal space, time, and mass are all distorted.

"Damn it!"

Gino opened his mouth to curse, but before he could finish speaking, his body was completely swallowed by the wormhole.

Along with him, Clark, who was holding half a piece of cloth, also disappeared.

"Gino!"

Lex, who was hiding in the corner, gripped the corner of the table and roared. He reached out to grab Gino.

However, the two were dozens of meters apart, and even if they stretched out their arms, they could not touch each other at all.

"Boom!"

As the energy dissipated, the spatial wormhole slowly closed.

Clark and Gino disappeared, leaving only a mess in the laboratory.

The ground was littered with shards of glass and twisted, broken research equipment.

Lex, who was lying on the ground, clenched his fists.

"Damn it."

He staggered to his feet, staring at the vanished wormhole, his face horribly grim.

"Splash!"

Brushing the glass shards off his clothes, Lex quickly walked to the corner laboratory cabinet.

There is no time for grief; action is the answer to the problem.

He wanted to capture these signals before the energy completely dissipated, hoping there might still be a chance to rescue his brother.

(End of this chapter)