American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 182 You may call me a god

Frank had never imagined he would see such a magnificent scene since he joined the army.

In the thick fog, a shirtless blond youth stood quietly on the water, calmly watching their small team.

They were calm and composed, as if the soldiers were holding nothing more than a fire poker.

"Um?"

Gino slowly turned his head and stared at the group of German soldiers who had suddenly barged in.

His azure eyes swept across the crowd, and tension was written on every face he passed.

"Gulp." Some people swallowed hard, while others gripped their rifles tightly with white fingers, as if only this could give them a faint sense of security.

"You, are you Jesus?" The team leader looked up at Gino in horror.

However, it seems that someone was too nervous or perhaps it was a slip of the hand.

"Bang!"

The bullet flew from the barrel, striking his perfect abs and sending sparks flying.

The gunshot seemed to be a bugle call, signaling the start of the attack.

People simultaneously pulled the trigger on the boy, and the squad leader's words were drowned out by the rapid gunfire.

Gun barrels roared, and smoke billowed.

Bullets whistled towards Gino, only to explode without warning a few meters away from the boy, resembling a grand fireworks display from a distance.

"Tsk." Gino frowned slightly, his intention to leave vanished, and his blue eyes became even more dazzling and profound.

"Buzz~" The extreme ice energy in his body flowed into his eyes.

Extreme blue beams shot out from his eyes, and his body slowly flew into the air. Wherever his gaze passed, nothing was submerged in the cold, pure ice.

A thick layer of ice rose on the sea, the sailboats froze, and the soldiers with guns stood there, while the squad leader stared in disbelief.

The terrified expressions on the faces of these people in their final moments are vividly captured in the polar ice.

After extinguishing the freezing beam, Gino rubbed his eyes.

"Damn it, one thing after another always happens." Gino sighed, closing his eyes to feel the Speed ​​Force within him.

It will take some time before he fully recovers, and Gino is feeling a bit bored.

"Clatter clatter clatter~" The sound of rapid hoofbeats reached his ears. He turned his head and looked across the sea to the island thousands of miles away.

Ignoring the banana trees growing on the island's cliffs, Gino's gaze fell on the beach.

A group of women dressed in what looked like fine iron armor and riding tall horses gathered at the edge of the beach, surrounding a woman wearing a golden crown shaped like an olive branch.

The woman in the lead was holding a brass telescope and looking in the direction of Gino.

If Gino hadn't just killed a group of German soldiers, he might have even wondered if he had traveled to ancient Rome.

"These people."

Gino squinted slightly, and as his eyes narrowed, the entire island appeared transparent and illusory under the power of his vision.

He saw a silver-gray octahedron Rubik's Cube, glowing with a blue light, hidden above the temple on the island.

"Mother box," Gino uttered softly, finally understanding some of the doubts that had been lingering in his heart.

"Perhaps it was the spatial fluctuations emitted by this thing that led me into this point in time."

"And those guys on the shore, they must be the Amazons of this world."

……

On the beach.

"Your Majesty, shall we fire the arrows?" Antipop, the Queen's loyal guard, asked in a low voice, gripping the bow tightly in his hand.

The warhorse beneath him seemed to be affected by the somber atmosphere, snorting uneasily.

Hippolyta, the queen of the Amazons, tightened her shawl around her shoulders.

Through the telescope, she gazed at the blond boy with a complex expression.

"Shoot arrows?" Hippolyta asked, as if asking herself, then shook her head with a light laugh. "No, my general, we cannot go to war with him."

"But why?" The female general frowned in displeasure. "Our Amazonian tribe's rules forbid any man from appearing on Paradise Island!"

"That's because you don't understand." The Queen shook her head firmly, staring at Gino, who seemed to notice her gaze and turned his head to look in her direction.

Lowering her telescope, the Queen's expression was complex: "I felt the same oppressive aura that Zeus once exerted on me emanated from that man."

"He is a strong man." Hippolyta pulled on the reins and raised her binoculars again to look at the group of German soldiers frozen in the ice. "And the strong deserve respect."

Tell your soldiers that if he leaves, we will see him off.

"If he comes, treat him with the courtesy due to an honored guest."

Hippolyta held the telescope, watching the boy floating in the air.

Her palms were sweating, and she even felt a little nervous.

....

"Splash!" His body landed lightly on the sea surface, the surging seawater under his feet felt like walking on flat ground. Gino slowly walked towards the island step by step.

One step, two steps—it was just a leisurely stroll, yet the distance between the boy and the island was rapidly closing.

Seeing the young man slowly approaching, Hippolyta exhaled and shouted, "Everyone, dismount!"

This seemed to represent the highest level of courtesy among the Amazons, and many Amazon women's faces were filled with astonishment and surprise.

As Amazons in mythology, they live on the secluded island of Paradise and have upheld a tradition of female superiority over males for thousands of years.

In their view, women can be self-reliant and live independently of men; men are merely tools in the eyes of Amazonian women.

And now, the Queen is actually asking them to bow and scrape to a man?

However, the long-standing royal power led them to submit, and the women raised their right fists and struck their left breasts, representing the highest form of respect for warriors in Amazonian culture.

"Honorable traveler!" Hippolyta raised her head, looking at the slowly approaching boy. "Welcome to Paradise Island!"

From dozens of meters away, Gino's gaze swept over the group of tall women.

Each person's expression was different: fear, disdain, and contempt.

These Amazons didn't seem as compliant as they appeared.

It seems that these people still hold onto outdated ideas, believing that the Amazons are supreme.

"I am Hippolyta, Queen of Paradise Island." Hippolyta, the middle-aged queen with long golden hair, gently swayed her pure white wool cloak: "Paradise Island welcomes you."

She reiterated the attitude of the people of Paradise Island, adopting a humble stance.

"You are a wise king." Gino crossed his arms and looked calmly at Hippolyta, as if he were the king of the island.

Gino yawned, his black sneakers clicking on the sand. "So, is there anything to eat?"

Like Clark, although sunbathing can meet the body's energy needs, habits are not easy to change. After running for so long, Gino did feel hungry.

He wanted to eat something.

"Of course, esteemed guest, may I ask your name?"

"A name?"

Gino slowly raised his head, gazing at the clear blue sky, and said softly, "You may call me a god."

(End of this chapter)