American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 191 I Don't Dislike

"boom!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ares decisively wielded his thunderbolt.

Countless chaotic and flickering lightning bolts gathered in his hand, then transformed into streaks of electric pythons that slammed into the boy standing on the ground.

There was no attempt to dodge.

Gino crossed his arms and calmly looked at the violent electric current hurtling towards him.

"Crack!"

The scorching electric current pulsed and fell, but it couldn't advance an inch within a few meters of the boy.

The rising bio-force field blocked the electric light, and these violent energy beams struck the air wall, constantly emitting a noisy sound.

The collision of lightning and solid force field was like the clash of a sword and a shield; sparks flew in all directions where they collided.

Diana kept her eyes wide open, refusing to close them even for a moment. Such battles between powerful individuals were rare and precious, and she could learn a great deal from them.

However, at the same time, he gained a new understanding of Gino's strength.

"Boom!"

The thunder rumbling from high above seemed to be cheering on the battle.

Even with all his might, he couldn't break through that invisible defense, and Ares, standing on the cloud, couldn't help but look increasingly grim and gloomy.

He lowered his arm slightly, and a few drops of sweat slid down his forehead.

As the dust kicked up by the thunderous strike settled, a tall figure stood unharmed in the same spot.

Diana looked at Gino's face; the boy still had that calm, expressionless look, arms crossed.

"so."

Under the watchful eyes of Ares and Diana, Gino slowly began to speak.

His voice was calm and measured: "I'm done playing, it's my turn."

Before he finished speaking or moved, Ares suddenly raised his arms as if he had been stimulated.

"boom!"

A thunderous, roaring iron fist suddenly appeared in Ares's field of vision, and the tangled arm, containing violent power, slammed into Ares's arm.

"Click!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out from within Ares' body. Before Ares could react, he felt a terrifying force violently rush into his body.

Bang!

As the sonic boom exploded, Ares was sent flying backward, crashing into the ground like a sonic missile.

The powerful force pressed down on his body, causing him to stumble and fall along the cold earth, carving a deep furrow into the already ravaged land.

Gino stood atop the cloud where Ares had stood before him.

He watched as Ares tumbled and rolled across the ground, eventually flying thousands of meters before coming to a sudden stop and crashing into the earth, creating a deep crater.

"Whoosh!"

Like a swallow soaring through the clouds, Gino lightly stepped onto the ground, standing not far from Ares.

"Cough cough cough!"

My mind feels foggy, and I feel dizzy.

Ares, the god of war, swore that he had never suffered such a miserable situation.

He struggled to his feet using the strength of his waist and legs. His two arms, which were covered in iron armor, were already shattered, and his drooping arms looked like two noodles.

With difficulty, Ares stood in the giant pit, his bruised and swollen face filled with resentment.

"Pooh!"

Ares spat out a mouthful of blood and foam, then shook his head with difficulty, staring intently at Gino.

"Who are you?!"

He never imagined he would be in such a miserable state; the opponent's strength and the fear he felt even surpassed that of his father, Zeus.

"Me?" Gino smiled nonchalantly and said, "Just a human."

The next instant, before Ares could react, he felt a hand firmly gripping his cheek!

"Bang!"

With a flick of his wrist, an unparalleled force suppressed Ares, slamming his head and body into the mud.

Then,

Like a plow for tilling the land, accompanied by the golden speed force and his own speed, as Gino took a step, Ares, whom he was holding, was also dragged along, his body constantly rubbing against the ground.

"Crack!"

Armor shattered, blood splattered everywhere.

With a speed that could traverse half of America per second, Ares's once-tall body had become a bloody mess, looking from a distance like a skinned zombie—a truly horrifying sight!

"Heh heh!" Ares's once arrogant face was now replaced by fear.

Just now, this monster dragged him across the entire Earth.

Under such extreme torment, it is clear that this legendary Greek god, son of Zeus and god of war, has become half-dead, or rather, half-death.

"Snapped!"

As if tired or fed up with the cat-and-mouse game, when Gino released Ares's five fingers, Ares's head, which had been hanging in the air, crashed to the ground.

"The God of War?" Gino looked at Ares with a mocking tone. "Nothing special."

"Damn it, damn it!" Ares struggled to open his mouth to curse Gino, but halfway through his sentence, an extreme fatigue overwhelmed him, leaving him incredibly weak.

"Rest in peace." There were no villains who died from talking too much or escaping death. Instead, the intense, high-temperature heat gaze that flashed red in Gino's eyes became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

When the deadly beam of light, powerful enough to melt the earth's crust, pierced Ares's head, and then, as if a precision cutting instrument were slicing through his body, the inhuman corpse seemed to have reached its limit and suddenly exploded, turning into clusters of crimson light particles that drifted away in the wind.

Ares, the god of war, is dead.

Extinguishing the energy in his eyes, Gino felt no joy at killing Ares; it was as easy as crushing an ant. The boy's gaze swept across the deep pit, but his eyes landed on the spot where Ares had been lying.

In the deep pit, dried up by the high temperature, a lightning bolt-shaped, blazing white light lay quietly.

"Is this Zeus's artifact?"

Gino bent down and picked up the artifact, feeling the lightning dancing in his palm. In just a moment, he understood how to use it.

By stuffing it into one's chest, one can gain Zeus's authority over thunder.

However, Gino remained unmoved by the temptation to control the Thunder.

A power that can be easily destroyed by oneself is not worth having.

"Take this as a souvenir," Gino shook his head and quietly slipped it into his pocket.

Gino activated the Speed ​​Force again, and in an instant, he was in front of Diana.

"Hmm?" Diana wasn't surprised by Gino's sudden appearance. Seeing the boy alone, her eyes lit up, and she asked expectantly, "Ares?"

"Dead." Gino opened his palm, then clenched it again, making a squeezing motion. "Dead beyond dead."

"Good riddance!" Diana couldn't help but smile upon hearing the news of Ares' death.

"Hmm." Gino nodded indifferently.

"Oh, by the way, when Ares said he liked you, what were your thoughts at the time?"

Gino frowned slightly, looking down at the gleaming golden lasso of truth that had somehow appeared on his wrist, a hint of helplessness flashing across his handsome face.

"Diana, I told you, this thing is useless to me."

"And what are your thoughts?" Diana pressed on, refusing to back down.

"My thoughts," Gino sighed, looking earnestly at Diana, "I can only say that I don't dislike you."

(End of this chapter)