Chapter 35: The Glory of Zod

The doors of the Ghost Zone engine were completely closed, and there was falling dust and ash everywhere.

As Zod looked at him, Professor Emir's large transport plane exploded and fell, breaking into two larger bodies and more smaller fragments.

Clark was far away, untouched by the ghostly zone engine that had collapsed in double resonance.

Joel's consciousness is completely gone, he is not a real Kryptonian.

After the extinction of the Kryptonians, the Ghost Zone AI liberated Zod and the others because in the Kryptonian law, the priority level of continuing Kryptonite is higher than the level of the law they violated.

The AI will choose the surviving Kryptonians to recognize the owner and help the other party rebuild Krypton, but Joel is long dead, and now the Kryptonian warriors are completely imprisoned in an irreversible double lockdown ghost zone with a conscious clone.

Suspected of killing Kryptonite, the consciousness that could only be regarded as Joel's relic was quickly cleared by the artificial intelligence.

When Clark flew over, he saw a falling transport plane and a projection of Joel's consciousness that was flickering and disappearing.

"No, no, no!" Clark sprinted as hard as he could, but could only pass through the shattering projection, looking at his palms for nothing.

"Child, I'm proud of you!" Joel gave her last smile in her senses.

With a momentary pout of grief, Clark immediately grabbed the smaller transporter and used the bioforce field to make it stronger and more stable.

Then he threw it into an even more uninhabited area.

He was about to catch another larger piece of the body when Zod descended from the sky, piercing through the body and stomping on his shoulder!

"You've killed all your true compatriots, but what are you saving here?!"

Zod was furious, and he and Clark crashed the transport plane into the Wayne Building.

The people outside watched nervously, followed by the famous scene of the demolition of the building with a hot sight.

Bruce watched as the body of one of his salesman employees fell off the floor and rolled into the dust.

"I'll make you realize your mistake!" He said.

But ironically, the next moment, a concrete wall the size of a bus flew in the direction of Bruce.

And Bruce had five more people by his side.

Clark landed here at a faster pace, his head bruised.

It's not difficult to catch this thing, but the hard thing is to catch this thing and manipulate the biological force field so that the wall doesn't crumble.

Zod Crow took a plane, jumped dozens of meters, sat on the wall with his butt, and then slammed the wall!

A punch smashed through the reinforced concrete, striking Clark into a Kryptonian suit that was already in tatters.

"Ahem!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Clarke's eyes were still unyielding.

"Carl, I've been training dozens of times more than an ordinary Kryptonian warrior since I was eight years old!

I have shone His light in that sacred temple, allowing me to withstand the almost impossible intensity of exercise.

And you? Thirty-three years of growing up in this greenhouse, just a baby in pajamas! ”

Zod blows Clarke's self-confidence.

His purpose now is simple, kill Clark! Get a prize for the resurrection of Krypton from the Great Lord God! So he didn't despair too much.

"Let's go!" Clark didn't think about himself, he reached for the Bruce Six with one hand and drove them away.

"......" Bruce couldn't understand this bloody guy for a moment.

He did, however, and evacuated farther away with the five men behind him.

"I won't let you get your wish!" Zod's head twisted, his eyes lit up red, and a hot gaze was brewing.

"Zod, that's enough!" Clark didn't know where the power came from, and he felt his heart burn with fire.

The power given to him by the Miracle of Uniqueness is about to leave, and at this moment, through the higher latitudes, Clark's all-round quality is rising sharply, approaching an exponential explosion!

The miracle of uniqueness is the power that Sherry has tried and gained in the past, and Clark's usage is not enough to describe it as overkill.

But he did what he wanted to do, and he overturned Zod, and then strangled Zod's neck.

When it was all over, Clark gasped for breath and looked at his hands as his chest heaved, and he felt that the power he had just now was almost not his own.

He didn't know that the price of defeating Zod was the temporary favor of losing the miracle of uniqueness.

Destiny of Uniqueness is directing everything in the right direction, and he will soon be killed by a nuclear bomb, and the number of resurrections of Uniqueness Miracles will be used up here.

Zod's corpse is on the ground, with unwillingness in his eyes, he bullies Clark like a child and beats him, but unfortunately he is not like Clarke, who is the core of the multiverse.

The world stands still at this moment.

Louise, who was ecstatic running from a distance, was striding forward, and Bruce helped the wounded to bury their heads away from the core of the battlefield, his expression complicated.

The flames on a tall building froze, and the smoke that lingered in the sky did not take the shape of any object.

The soft light fell, and the whole world changed, and a glass marble rolled down to Zod's side, absorbing him inside.

In the blink of an eye, Zod got up, and he looked at a table in front of him, and the black-haired youth sitting on the main seat.

"Sit." Shirley patted the place on the left side of his side.

Zod felt a little incomprehensible: "Sherry is above, I failed, ...... in your trial"

"Sit, it doesn't matter, it's not wrong to say it's a trial, but in fact, you're fighting for me...... Fiora, don't rub my face while I'm talking! Shirley grabbed Fiora's evil hand.

"But your serious look is so cute." Fiora's face was pressed against Shirley's, rubbing it with great enjoyment.

Ignoring Fiora anymore, Shirley is someone who prefers good traits.

But in comparison, of course, he will take more care of his Kryptonian people.

The closest is Fiora, who is a little too filial as a daughter, and the wall of man and god is completely useless to Fiora is the biggest proof.

Shirley looked at Zod, who was still on his knees.

Zod's tears wet the floor, and it turned out that what he had been pursuing was around him, not losing in a trial after wasting more than thirty years.

The history of Krypton records that when the great main god shaped the body of Krypton for himself, the Kryptonian generals of that generation wanted to fight for the great main god, but they asked for it to no avail.

And hezod, for the will of the great Lord God, has fought for more than thirty years!

This is Zod's greatest desire, one of the ultimate ideals he pursues all his life.

Throughout the history of Krypton, who has such an honor?

Joel? Loser! His role from beginning to end was to have a child to oppose him!

"Then ......," Zod was eager to ask about his warriors.

"According to the contract, if you lie in my name, I will resurrect you and never be a Kryptonian again.

But you have not broken your oath, Zod, and you will continue to fight for me until I capture a new power.

You may die again, but when you die again, you'll return to the Kryptonite you've had in mind, a stronger, more unified eternal Krypton! Shirley made her intentions clear.

"Shedding blood for the great Lord God is the highest glory for every Kryptonian general! I will be recorded in the history of Krypton for this! This is the best reward you have ever given me, Kryptonian's generals are never afraid of death! Zod shivered with excitement.

He also thought that after he was resurrected this time, he would immediately end his glorious career of fighting for Shirley, but he didn't expect this kind of unexpected joy.

"Go, Zod, I'll watch you." The soft glow on Shirley's body lit up.

The world he had created, hidden in a marble, dissipated in an instant.

Zod fell to the ground, lying down happily.

Time has resumed its flow.

Clark and Louise kissed each other, feeling the joy of victory that still existed with each other for the rest of their lives.