Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

"Crackling..."

At the same time, the glass behind the mechanical head suddenly shattered, and Mark, wearing a combat suit, flew into the sky, broke through the glass behind the mechanical head, and arrived directly behind it.

"Hey, it's all over."

"You are no match for us."

Mark put his arm around the mechanical head's shoulder and said in a cold voice!

"Oh, isn't this Titan and Invincible Young Hero?"

"You're right, I'm no match for you. You're incredibly strong, you can fly, just like your title, invincible."

The mechanical head kept praising Mark.

"Uh, hahaha..."

"I'm not as powerful as you say..."

Mark was a little shy after being praised by the mechanical head.

"Cough cough..."

The stone golem codenamed Titan coughed softly twice as it looked at the shy Mark.

"Uh, hey, I don't want to say it a second time, since you know you're no match for us, I advise you to surrender immediately!"

Mark looked at the mechanical head and spoke in a deep voice.

"Ha ha……"

The mechanical head chuckled softly after hearing Mark's words.

"Surrender? You seem to have misunderstood something."

The mechanical head chuckled coldly when he heard Mark tell him to surrender.

"Boss, you lost."

Titan stared at the mechanical head and spoke in a cold voice.

"lose?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"This is the second funniest thing I've heard today. The last thing that made me this happy was the sudden death of the guards!"

The mechanical head burst into laughter, as if it had heard something that made it laugh.

"..."

Titan looked at the mechanical head and a hint of panic crossed his face.

Don't joke about the dead!

Mark grabbed the collar of the mechanical head's magnificent suit and angrily addressed him. If the mechanical head's shady dealings only disgusted Mark, then the mechanical head's mockery of the dead guards truly enraged him.

"Haha, are you angry? Getting angry is not a good habit because it will make you lose your judgment, which will reduce your observation skills and prevent you from noticing things that you could have noticed."

The mechanical head looked at the angry Mark and laughed.

"you……"

Mark was furious and planned to give the mechanical head a good beating to vent his anger.

"Is it ready, boss?"

However, just as Mark was about to take action, a voice appeared, startling him.

Mark was extremely wary of the spatial ability user, Isotope, who had appeared beside the mechanical head at some point.

"of course."

The mechanical head looked at the isotopes and gave the command.

"In that case..."

After receiving the order, the isotopes activated their abilities, and soon, one spatial portal after another appeared before everyone's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, several villains who had fought against Mark appeared in front of him: a burly man wielding a molten gun, a giant robot, a thug with countless tentacles on his chest that made him look nauseous, and a white lion-man berserker carrying a warhammer.

"Do you think I didn't know you were coming?"

“I know exactly when you’re going to come in and smash my table.”

The mechanical head stared at Mark and the stone Titan in front of him and spoke coldly.

"Oops."

Mark frowned as he looked at the people in the room. The confidence he had built up vanished the moment he saw them. He admitted that if he were to face so many opponents, he might not necessarily win.

"Didn't you say you took care of that teleporter?"

Mark looked at the stone man and asked.

"I think I've got it sorted out..."

The stone man had a complicated expression, as if he didn't know what had happened either.

"bump!"

Just as Mark was talking to the Stone Titan, the Berserker charged forward and knocked the Stone Titan to the ground with a single punch.

"Crack! Crack!"

The Titan, who had been knocked to the ground, did not allow himself to be slaughtered by the Berserker. He immediately retaliated, his stone-covered fists pounding the Berserker's face again and again.

The berserker, struck by Titan, had a hint of mockery in its eyes. It let Titan swing its fists at its body at will, and Titan's attacks seemed as powerless as an infant to the berserker.

"..."

After throwing dozens of punches, Titan finally realized something was wrong. He discovered that the white lion was not only unharmed by his punches, but also had a comfortable expression on its face, as if his punches were some kind of massage chair.

"What's wrong? Shall we continue? Or are you saying you're stopping here?"

The berserker beast looked at the stopped white-haired lion with a hint of dissatisfaction in its eyes.

"..."

After hearing what the berserker said, Titan simply kept a straight face and remained silent.

"Since you've already given up, it's my turn to make my move!"

The berserker grinned ferociously, then raised its fist and slammed it into the Titan's face, which was encased in stone.

"bump!"

With just one punch, Titan's stone armor on his face shattered into pieces, then blood seeped from his forehead, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

"Boring..."

After looking at the unconscious Titan, Berserker shook his head and then looked up at the others.

At this moment, Mark was beating up the other three.

"Watch me control you!"

Countless tentacles flew out from the tentacled man's chest, attempting to grab Mark with these countless vines.

"You want to compete with me in strength?"

Mark grabbed the tentacle man's tentacle and pulled hard, dragging the tentacle man directly towards him.

"Die, invincible young hero!"

The burly man, wielding a hot melt gun, grinned maliciously. He intended to use this gun, capable of dissolving anything, to turn Mark into a puddle of mud.

Then, the cannonball in the burly man's hand with the hot melt gun landed on the tentacle man that Mark had dragged over.

"boom!"

In just a moment, the tentacle man was melted into a puddle of mud by the burly man's high-powered hot melt gun.

"F*ck! Ah, my good buddy! How could you die like this?"

The burly man with the hot melt gun looked at the dead tentacle and showed a sorrowful expression.

"Wasn't it you who did it?!"

Mark flew to the burly man with the molten gun and punched him in the face. Instantly, the burly man's face swelled up, and he collapsed to the ground, motionless.

"Don't bring out something so dangerous!"

Mark stomped on the hot melt gun and smashed it.

"boom!"

Just as Mark was displaying his incredible power, the massive armored machine made its move. With unparalleled divine strength, it launched a sneak attack from behind Mark, slamming him down from the top with a single punch.

The entire floor was blasted to pieces, and Mark vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye.

"puff……"

On the basement level, Mark looked up at the large, human-shaped hole in the ceiling, feeling a deep sense of unease.

"The enemy has been eliminated..."

The armored machine emitted a hissing electronic sound, announcing its victory!

"Truly worthy of being..."

The mechanical head smiled slightly as it easily dealt with Mark's armored machine. As expected of its kin, it was reliable.

"boom!"

Before the mechanical head could finish speaking, a black light shot into the sky and instantly tore the armored machine in two.

"Who else? Not a single one who can fight!"

Mark shouted loudly, having regained all the confidence he had lost from Jupiter. At this moment, his younger brother stood up again!

"So, it seems you're quite the fighter?"

The berserker, patiently waiting for Mark to knock down all the trash, grinned maliciously, gripped its warhammer, and walked towards Mark.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Author's Note (It'll be available tomorrow!)

There's really nothing more to say. I've already said everything that should and shouldn't have been said.