"No, no!"

Ghoul trembled all over, his body staggering in the air, and the intense radiation made him extremely weak and weak.

He tried to teleport out of the area, but found that he failed.

He was too weak to wield some abilities that ordinary Kryptonians didn't have.

"The ability is out of order, isn't it?"

David saw it and smiled.

"A hundred Kryptonians should also die in this situation, at least you can still fly."

"I'm going to save Krypton, I can't afford to fall here!"

Grail couldn't accept it, like a beast cornered, his eyes blood-red and desperate to kill him.

David was one step ahead of him, dodging and rushing in front of him, his eyes widening and wanting to attack, but the speed in David's eyes was like that of an old man of seventy or eighty years old, easily dodged, and grabbed him by the neck.

"Do you still think we sent it to the door?"

"Karl, Krypton is also your hometown, think of your deceased biological parents."

Caught in the palm of an iron pincer, David's cold gaze seemed to freeze his soul, and Horror looked at Clark in horror.

"You haven't met your mother, Leila, don't you want to grow up in her warm arms and listen to her gentle lullabies?"

He tries to convince Clark to help him.

The David in front of him exuded an unshakable coldness, but Clark was different.

"Mother's ......"

Hearing this, Clark's eyebrows twitched.

He had never met his mother, and he had never even heard her voice.

"No need."

Seeing Clark's expression change, Hack thought there was hope, but the next second, Clark shook his head.

"Although I don't have any memories of my mother, I have a loving and gentle mother in my life who has played this role and given me everything I need.

And all you have to do is try to kill her. His eyes sharpened, in line with David.

"No, you Kryptonian traitor!"

With no hope in front of him, Horr shouted fiercely, raising his fist to resist.

The hydraulic fist slammed into his abdomen, spurting blood from his mouth, and his face was as hideous as a demon looking at David.

"What if...... If it weren't for you, I would have saved Krypton, and it would have been you! ”

"Save by killing billions of lives and creating Krypton in another timeline?"

With a hard twist, David snapped Gall's neck.

The expression of hatred and unwillingness froze on his face, and the corpse fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Not only does he have an indestructible body, but he also has powerful telepathic abilities, and David has no prison to trap him, so he has to die.

David's eyes lit up, and he burned the corpse with rays of cosmic energy in a terrifying heat.

Due to the nature of the Kryptonians, he couldn't throw Grail into the sun, which had helped him act as a crematorium many times, so he had to vaporize his body with heat rays.

Weakened by the river-like kryptonite solution, Gir's body could not resist the strength and was soon incinerated and disappeared into a pool of lava.

Clark shook his head at the sight of Gall dead, not knowing what to say about his father's student whom he had never met before.

He believed that he had studied with his father, which might not have been the case before, but it should have changed him in the process of drifting through the universe.

"Beyond, Superman!"

In front of the energy shield, the panting Flash turned his head and called out.

He lost count of how many thousands of punches he threw at the shield, and the others and he kept attacking, but still had no effect.

Click!

Solving the horror, David turned his head, his body turned into lightning and smashed the protective shield that everyone hadn't broken for a long time.

Clark destroys the device with heat rays.

The optical bridge connecting Mercury to the Sun has finally been broken.

"It's finally over."

Arthur and the others were so tired that they sat down on the ground.

"Sun...... The sun saved, though we didn't help much. ”

The exhausted Flash and Green Lantern looked at each other and smiled wryly for the rest of their lives.

Just then, Batman flew to the plane in a Fenrir mech, and several jars of kryptonite solution next to his seat in the cabin glowed green.

"When, Batman also likes to be late like the cops in Gotham."

Sitting on the ground, Hal Jordan put his hands behind his back, teasing the belated Batman.

Batman looked at the situation around him, looked stunned, and fell silent.

"I did my best to get here, but I didn't expect it to end so quickly."

He looked at David.

According to the situation around him and everyone, it is not surprising that it was David who solved the crisis and saved the planet.

……

Davy's battle with Gall in the North Pole and then on the desolate planet Mercury is unaware.

But the mysterious beam of light that connects Mercury and the Sun in the solar system sent various countries across the planet into a panic until Cyborg spoke online on behalf of the Justice League and explained what was going on.

The people of Earth were horrified to find out that the sun had been sucked dry and the Earth was on the brink of destruction, thanks to the Beyonder leading the Justice League to save the Earth once again.

"Thank you, Beyonder, I can see the sun again when I get up this morning and open the curtains!"

"I can't imagine what the world would be like without the sun."

"If the sun disappears, the earth will probably return to the ice world, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions and tsunamis will occur frequently, and we will die in despair, even better than the direct destruction of the world, thanks to the superheroes led by the transcendentals!"

Headlines reported on the Suns' near-disappearance of the crisis, as well as the credit of the Beondalibre and the Justice League, which sparked a series of discussions online.

Knowing that they and their families were on the verge of dying, angry people began to question governments and the United Nations, what they were doing when the sun was about to be sucked dry, and a wave of resentment against Earth's polity while thanking the Beondalians and the Justice League.

At this time, the White House spokesman broke the news to the media that next week they will officially introduce the superhero team belonging to the US government at the White House, each of them has the ability to take charge of their own affairs, and will definitely protect the security of the United States and the world better, safer and more legally.

"More legitimate?"

Two days later, in the alliance base, Batman stared at the news on the news website, his eyes keenly locked on these words, his brow furrowed, and he looked out the window at the sea, feeling that a long-brewing wave was about to sweep in.

Morning in the metropolis.

The bright sun shone into the house, and at the dining table, David also saw the news while looking through his phone while eating, but he didn't care, and slid over after a casual glance.

He also saw some clues about the beginning of the incident, and he didn't even care much about his superhero status, which was not worth bothering him about.

Looking across the table, the empty chairs.

"Early in the morning, where did Clark go?"

Washed up upstairs and sat in his own seat, Jonathan, who had been repairing the cowshed for a day on the farm yesterday, scratched his head and was a little sleepy-eyed.

Matha, the mother wearing an apron, brought a plate of freshly baked raspberry pie, looked outside and saw no son, a little sadness between her eyebrows, but said nothing and sat down.

Knives and forks collided, and the family ate quietly.

David knew what his mother was worried about.

"Unlike me, Clark spends so much time playing Superman and fighting crime that he almost runs out of his life."

As a mother, how can she want to see her son like this, thinking that he should have his own normal life, running out every morning before he has time to eat, and not letting Superman encroach on the life that originally belonged to Clark Kent.

……

Museum of the Metropolitan City Center.

"Good morning, gentlemen."

"Oh Superman, we love you!"

Super Vision heard the case happening, and the red and blue figures quickly arrived from the sky, greeted the police officers at the scene, and in the cheers of the crowd, Clark flew into the museum, looking a little serious.

On the way here, he learned about the situation through the communication between the police officers at the scene.

A strangely dressed man enters the crowded museum on Sunday and looks at the three broken rubies in his hand like a compass, babbling at the bottom of his head.

Because of the people who squeezed to the side, someone was dissatisfied and clashed with him.

"One finger, and in the next second, the strong Mexican man who was six feet tall and more than two hundred pounds turned into a wizened mummy."

"Is it superpower, or is it magic?"

Clark felt like he had to be careful, he had a headache.

After all, I had planned to go home for breakfast after the kidnapping on Boulevard was solved, but it must have been too late.

Immediately after the death of the person, the tourists scattered in panic and fled, and at this time the museum was empty, and the ancient Greek antiquities were on display.

"Found it!"

A middle-aged man dressed in a one-piece blue robe and a hat, dressed as a wizard, he has a gloomy face, looking like a vicious wizard in a fairy tale hiding in an eerie cave and brewing strange potions.

He followed the guidance of one of the three gemstone fragments in his hand, and stopped in front of a rough-patterned crockpot in the center of the exhibition area.

Faust looked agitated and waved his hand to cast a levitation charm, and the ancient clay pot flew into his hand.

A strange light flashed on the edge of his palm, and he was about to split the clay pot when he raised his palm.

"Mr. Wizard, I looked at the introduction on the booth, although this crockpot is not very beautiful, it is also nearly 3,000 years old."

A voice suddenly came from behind, and Clark hovered in the air with his arms crossed, his red cloak fluttering behind him.

"Can you make a discussion, you put it back in its place, you can be caught, and I can rush home in time for breakfast."

"Superman?"

Faust turned around and smiled coldly without any fuss.

The next second shattered the clay pot, revealing an ancient part that looked like a stone pestle.

Then, he grabbed the stone parts, and instead of looking at Superman, he looked around vigilantly, as if something bad should have happened.

"What are you looking at, gentleman?"

Clark just finished asking.

An incredible scene happened, next to the central exhibition hall, a stone statue of an ancient warrior that was exhibited together suddenly moved, wearing the armor of an ancient Roman warrior and a sword at his waist, six or seven meters high.

There was a clicking sound between the movements, which attracted the attention of the two.

"That's right."

Faust smiled at the tall gargoyle warrior who had been resurrected by magic.

"I'll leave it to you, you've come just in time, Superman, I still have something to do, go first."

He whispered a mantra as a puff of smoke enveloped him, and when the smoke cleared, he vanished.

Clark stretched out his palm and scratched into the air, then looked up to see a shadow looming over him.

"I want to say you should have seen it, I didn't take the thing."

Looking down at the stone statue of a warrior looking down at him, he tried to smile innocently.

Shout!

The next second.

The huge stone sword slashed at him with terrifying power.

Clark flew upside down as if by the fired cannonball, shattered the glass of the museum, and flew dozens of meters into the street before steadying himself.

With the shards of glass in the sky, everyone exclaimed in surprise when they saw Superman being knocked out.

"Well, that's your unreasonableness."

Slightly embarrassed, Clark blew the hair on his forehead, and the next second rushed into the museum.

It didn't look like the statue was highly intelligent, and he couldn't leave it alone.

Bang bang bang!

Several deafening sounds, accompanied by the sound of boulders shattering.

After a while, the head of the giant stone statue of the warrior was knocked out of the museum, almost hitting the police car in a row, and Clark flew out, scratching his head in embarrassment, explaining what had happened to the stunned police officers, and turned and flew into the sky.

"It's really unlucky today, I missed breakfast, and I inexplicably took the blame for an evil wizard."

Clark secretly sneered as he searched the city with his eyes to find the man's whereabouts.

He was faintly uneasy.

The wizard who waved his hand and killed like a worm was getting the stone part, and he was going crazy with excitement, wondering if he had some evil purpose.

……

Teleported back to his residence.

Faust rubbed the stone part in his hand twice and drew a circle in the air with his fingers.

When the circle of light like a line of fire was formed, a flame with a strong sulfur smell appeared at the other end, and the miserable wails of the dead could be faintly heard, as if there was a terrifying hell on that side.

"Master, I've found a piece of the key."

Faust took a step back and reported his progress to his master, who had given him great power.

"Very well, Faust.

So what are you still doing standing here, why don't you go find me a second piece!" ”

In the flames of another hell, there was no one to be seen, only a majestic voice was heard, like a moody king who had been imprisoned for a long time, and a brief compliment, followed by a violent rebuke.

"Master, those keys are protected by powerful magic, I ......"

The fire of hell rushed to his face with the rage, causing Faust to take two steps back and look embarrassed.

"Faust."

The voice on the other end became cold, and it seemed that a monarch sitting high on the cold temple could be seen faintly, his fingers tapping on the throne, looking coldly at the restless rister who wanted to play some tricks, and implicitly warned.

"With your original magic, and the power I have given you, there are few people in Olympus under the rule of my hypocritical and despicable brother.

What more do you want! ”

Called by the voice, Faust's body trembled, as if he was being named by death, and quickly lowered his head.

"I see, master.

I'll get the remaining two keys as soon as I can, and then head to the Paradise Island underground to release you! ”

"Hurry up, I can't wait to come back to the world to rule it!" His voice was filled with impatience and suppressed anger.

"Yes, Lord of the Underworld, the great Lord of Hades." Faust respectfully buried his head lower.

(End of chapter)