American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 214 I am the chosen one, I am the only one!

metropolis.

Since Louise died, the Metropolis has been destroyed.

Clark, driven mad by rage, committed murder.

He rebuilt Metropolis in just one hour and forced a group of Gotham City natives to live there.

It's not that other cities have fewer people, but that Gotham City has the most people, and they're all bad people.

Whenever Clark was in a bad mood, he would randomly find a few criminals in the Metropolis, brutally kill them, and then wrap their bodies in embalming bags and hang them at the four entrances to the Metropolis.

When the gentle breeze and scorching sun dry the moisture from these corpses, they become light, desiccated bodies hanging on ropes, swaying in the wind.

Staring at the large, scarlet hole that remained in his chest.

"Clark is really insane."

Even Diana, who was used to killing and death, couldn't help but frown at this cruel atrocity.

"Well, perhaps you should distinguish between the tyrants of this world and me," Clark timidly raised his hand to offer a suggestion, while inwardly reminding himself to learn from the lessons of this journey.

No matter the situation, it is essential to remain calm and rational.

"We've arrived." Gino, who was leading the group forward, slowly raised his fist to signal them to stop.

His gaze fell on the tallest building in the city, and Batman said in a low voice, "That's the Fortress of Solitude, Superman's haven."

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"Do you know why I named this skyscraper the Fortress of Loneliness?"

At the very top of the tower, Superman stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant scenery.

Through the glass window, he could see everything happening in the metropolis.

Everything he saw and heard was peaceful, which filled Superman with relief. If he had made his decision sooner, Lois wouldn't have died at the hands of that madman, the Joker.

Words cannot bring peace; only power and violence can make people choose to obey and follow the order.

"You agree, right, Lex?"

"Of course, you're right." Lex nodded expressionlessly, agreeing with Clark's words.

"Alright, enough of our small talk. Now let's talk about our issues."

Superman, the burly man in the red cape, slowly turned around. He stared at Lex's bald head, his smile vanishing, and he said coldly, "Tell me, where is Lex?"

"Lex, I am Lex." Thinking to himself, "This is bad," Lex still stubbornly insisted on keeping quiet.

"Haha." As if he had heard a funny joke, Superman grinned, revealing a set of big white teeth, but what he said next sent a chill down Lex's spine: "Yes, you really do look exactly like Lex, whether it's your appearance, your heartbeat, or even the tone of your voice.

"You know what? Ever since I crushed his father's head in front of Lex, that guy has been terrified of me like a mouse is of a cat."

"However, judging from your behavior just now, you're not afraid of me."

"So here's the question: Where did Lex go? Or rather, where did Lex from our world go?"

As he spoke, Superman slowly raised his right hand, as if touching a familiar old friend he hadn't seen in years, and reached for Lex's neck.

But judging from that sharp look in his eyes, it's not hard to tell that this "crazy" Mr. Superman might be thinking of killing Lex.

The hands were getting closer and closer to Lex.

In desperation, the bald man suddenly pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

"Crack!"

A bolt of lightning-like metal, shimmering with silver light, was held in Lex's hand.

The instant the lightning bolt was aimed at Superman's chest, the silver lightning suddenly blazed with a blazing silver-blue light, and countless bolts of lightning, surging and roaring like tsunami waves, crashed down on Clark's chest.

"boom!"

A tremendous force slammed into Clark's chest, unleashing terrifying power in an instant.

Clark didn't even have a chance to react. Caught off guard, he was blasted away by the lightning, crashing through the glass like an iron ball and flying backward.

"Whoosh." The lightning bolt in his hand was incredibly hot, and Lex stared in horror at the shattered glass.

He knew he had to leave immediately, but before he could even take a step, he had already turned around.

A tall figure suddenly blocked his way, and a steel-like arm gripped Lex's neck, lifting him into the air.

Black stains were left on his blue uniform. Krak, his face grim, stared intently into Lex's eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "How do you want to die?"

"Hehe!"

A suffocating sensation came from his neck, and the lack of oxygen made Lex feel dizzy.

My experiences during my lifetime flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

Faced with this desperate situation, Lex chose to close his eyes in despair.

On his deathbed, Lex was thinking of his brother Gino.

Will he seek revenge?

When is he getting married?

Will I be able to see my nephew?

But then a familiar and friendly voice suddenly rang in Lex's ear: "Closing your eyes and waiting to die isn't like you, Lex."

With difficulty, he opened his eyes and saw a blond boy standing to the side of Lex's line of sight.

He winked at Lex: "You stupid bro, I'm here."

It brought Lex hope as if it had appeared out of nowhere.

The extreme speed caught even Tyrant Clark off guard.

Upon seeing the boy who had suddenly appeared on the tower, he instinctively asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Gino slowly raised his arm.

"I am the chosen one, and the only one."

"I still will."

"Your nightmare!"

As Gino spoke, the raised arm suddenly fell, whistling through the air and striking the wrist of Tyrant Clark, who was gripping Lex's neck.

"Click!"

A terrifying, powerful force exploded at Clark's wrist.

A crisp sound of bone cracking echoed through the silent hall, followed by the tyrant Clark's agonizing screams.

That punch repeatedly broke his wrists and even damaged his flesh and nerves.

Kryptonians also experience pain and shed tears after suffering trauma.

Gino maintained his smiling expression, as if nothing could ever make him sad.

But the words that came out of his mouth chilled the tyrant Clark. Gino laughed and said, "How dare you lay a hand on my brother?"

As he finished speaking, he raised his right foot, golden lightning covering his legs. With the support of his speed and superhuman physique, Superman couldn't even observe the trajectory of Gino's attack before being kicked in the chest.

"boom!"

Far more powerful than the previous thunderous attack, it was kicked away like a cannonball. The extreme speed caused the Kryptonian's body to scrape against the air, creating a deafening sonic boom. The majestic body crashed into countless skyscrapers and disappeared into the sky.

Staring at the dark figure gradually disappearing from sight, Gino retracted his right leg and said with slight regret, "Superman? Nothing special."

(End of this chapter)