Ian didn't have unlimited access to the metal world, even though it wasn't difficult for him to control the entire Gotham in a single thought after he and the Five Spirit Kings were fully integrated.

Just as the green of all things represents nature, the red of all beings represents life, and the black of decay represents death, the spirit of metal has its own symbol.

Unlike other root forces, the development of the Metal Spirit is more dependent on the progress of human technology.

Before the birth of man, nature, life, and death all flourished, forming their own worlds and picking out their respective generations.

The great progress of the spirit of metal began with the smelting of metals, the gradual development of industry, and the qualitative changes after entering the age of science and technology.

Ian walks through the world in the form of an Iron Fist Tiger and is able to see a young world attached to human society.

It is not only metal, but also a variety of machines and data that are constantly renewing their form in human activities.

"What a magical world!" Ian heard the voice of the Five Spirit King, this big guy doesn't appear often.

Even Zod did not arouse his interest.

"You can try to connect with the world and control it, and this is a rare opportunity."

The Five Spirit Kings are right, although the world of metal has just been born, it is full of potential, and with the continuous progress of science and technology, this world will grow further.

But this dimension of this world, although it seems to be born from machinery and data, is actually magical.

As we all know, the magic of the DC world is unreliable, and the metal spirit is trapped by cold logic, and all the lives bound to the metal spirit will also become like this.

Ian shook his head and said, "I'll look for a surrogate for him who can help him grow, but this person won't be me." ”

Although he said this, he still opened his mouth to absorb a part of the power of the metal world, and established a connection with the metal spirit.

A brand new message popped up in the system.

[Detected the root metal power, your golden spirit power evolves into the source of the golden spirit.] 】

"Roar!"

A tiger's roar came from Ian's mouth, and the power of the golden spirit continued to increase, overflowing from the Iron Fist Tiger's body, turning into a spiral of golden heavy armor on his shoulder.

"My physique has gotten bigger!"

Ian touched his head, and he found that his claws had become sharper and stronger, and his control over the power of the golden spirit had become stronger.

Bang Bang!

He swung his fists and smashed them together, sparks popping out between his fists, and the metal around him fluctuated.

"There are so many strange things in this world!"

Ian mastered a part of the metal spirit, and the Five Spirit Kings also had a connection to the world, but he muttered a few words before closing his eyes and leaving everything to Ian.

"Hey, your metal block is making a mess of my plants, stop me."

Hearing Ivy's grumbling, Ian quickly opened his eyes to see her well-tended flower field being messed up by metal thorns emerging from the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Ian apologized to the angry Ivy as the tiger's head showed cute fangs, and with a flick of the tiger's claws, all the metal spikes turned into golden spirit power and disappeared.

Immediately afterward, he turned into a divine ape, snapped his fingers, and the chaotic garden became thriving again.

After doing this, Ian also planned to talk to Ivy about the green of all things, and planned to evolve the Divine Wood Ape as well, but the sudden news interrupted his plan.

……

Metropolis!

Clark and Louise leave work from the Planet Daily, holding hands and discussing where to go on a date tonight.

But as soon as they turned an intersection, they saw a man in a suit hobbling over, his eyes blank and he didn't know what was happening.

Clark subconsciously caught the man: "Sir, what's wrong with you, how do you need my help?" ”

"Save ......"

The man struggled to raise his hand and grab Clark's sleeve, his eyes widening to call for help.

But before the words for help were finished, a burst of purple light appeared from his body, and his body turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

A gust of wind blew, and the big living man disappeared into Clark's hands.

Looking at the high concentration of radiation remaining in his hands, Clark realized that something was wrong, and he shouted at the crowd, "Get out of here!" ”

"It's too late, it's too late to run away now."

A skeleton covered in purple flames walked out, and he grabbed a man casually, and the radiation and heat from the atomic fission instantly turned the living into ashes like fine sand.

"Atomic skeletons?"

Louise exclaimed, "Wasn't he caught by Superman and put in jail?" ”

The Atomic Skull is a failed product of Starlab, defeated by Superman when he first appeared, and imprisoned him.

"I didn't expect them to choose the battlefield in Metropolis!!"

Clark grabbed Louise and told her to get out of here: "Get out of here, Louise." To evacuate the crowd, I will take the atomic skeleton out of the city. ”

Clark ripped off his coat, revealing his suit, and his legs flew out, his fists forward, directly hitting the atomic skeleton that was about to attack the mother and daughter.

Bang!

The high concentration of radiation emitted by the atomic skeleton is useless to Superman, and he himself is sent flying with a punch.

As soon as he was about to get up, Superman immediately chased after him, grabbed his body, pressed him into the business building, and carried the man forward.

Superman flew up a few hundred meters according to the atomic skeleton, leaving a charred mark on the business building:

"Who let you out, Atomic Skeleton!"

Such an attack did limited damage to the Atomic Skull, and he shouted, "Haha, Superman, you're a softie, no matter how many times you capture me, I'll still be able to come out intact and kill more people to get revenge on you." ”

Superman responds to the Atomic Skull's hot gaze in his eyes, and the fiery energy disrupts his atomic fission, causing an explosion.

The Atomic Skull was blown off and smashed onto the roof, and Superman retreated with the force, only the curls on his forehead fluttering.

"Tell me who released you from prison? Otherwise, I'll send you to prison in Gotham. ”

Superman flew up to the Atomic Skull, his eyes glowing red.

It can't be said that he didn't learn anything with Ian, at least this big boy is more aggressive against criminals.

"With your crimes, if you go to the prison in Gotham, don't think about coming out again, and go to labor for a lifetime!"

"I'd rather die than surrender!"

"Hah!"

The Atomic Skull opened its mouth and spat out a purple ray, which was about the equivalent of saliva to the transformed him.

Superman tilts his head, lets the ray fly over, and then uses his thermal gaze to detonate the ray in midair.

At this time, the Atomic Skull suddenly pulled out a kryptonite.

"Everyone has weaknesses, but I didn't expect Superman's weaknesses to be such a stone, I have to say, it's an irony!"

He watched as Superman fell to his knees in the green light, his head bowed, his body trembling as if he was enduring pain.

With the excitement of revenge on his face, the Atomic Skull exclaimed, "What is this called...... The heel of Achilles. That's right, how can a freak like you have all the benefits! ”

He shouted, "Come out, everybody, let's cut off his head and get the job done." ”

The polka-dot man jumped out first, opened the hidden polka dot, and threw a pile of kryptonite.

Dressed in a red shirt and wearing a steel helmet, the peacemaker pulled out a golf club and smashed it on the back of Superman's head out of nowhere.

"Hahaha, Superman is a fart, he wasn't overturned by me with a club!"

Bang!

A bloody exercise in high-tech equipment, pulling out his big gun, and shooting it in Superman's leg is a shot.

"Ahh

The kryptonite bullet was embedded in Superman's thigh, and he held back the pain and never allowed himself to show it in front of these bastards.

"Peacemakers, bloody campaigns, polka-dot people...... You should all be sent to prison, right, who released you? ”

Superman tries to ask, but the other party has no intention of answering.

"Hey, I'm not your father, why should I answer your question?"

With a bit of bipolar symptoms, the peacemaker said to everyone, "Hey, who's going to cut off his head?" ”

"I don't think you know who let you out?"

"The method of agitation is useless to us, death is your only ending today!"

Bloody Sports said with a bit of a god stick temperament: "Although you are a good person, this is fate, accept it with peace of mind." ”

"Okay!"

Superman nodded, suddenly changed his face, stood up and punched the Atomic Skull into the cement slab, his eyes shot a hot gaze that cut off the legs of the peacemaker and Bloody Movement, and threw out a golden rope in his hand to entangle the polkadot man who wanted to escape.

"You're not Superman at all!"

Under the horrified gaze of the peacemaker and the bloody movement, Superman in front of him suddenly changed his appearance, turning into an iron man wearing a red cloak, and the kryptonite bullet that had entered his body was also ejected.

It's not Superman, it's Ian!

Ian gets the news that Manchester is going to do something, so he and Clark switch identities.

But after seeing the Atomic Skull, he began to suspect that it was not the Extreme British Alliance who had sent these people.

Manchester is crazy, but it doesn't have the ability to take someone like Atom Skull silently.

He glanced at the crowd: "It doesn't matter if I'm superhuman or not!" ”

Ian smiled slightly, and stomped on the atomic skeleton that wanted to get up, stomping him down.

He smiled and said, "The important thing is that if you want to live, you should quickly tell the main messenger behind the scenes." ”

"Superheroes never kill!" The atomic skull screamed stiffly.

"Idiot!"

Ian didn't like the guy who killed passers-by casually, and stepped on his head, pressing the man into the cement again.

"Who told you I'm a superhero, I'm not looking for Superman. Without that kind of moral dilemma, if you don't grasp this opportunity, you will have to spend your life here. ”

All four of them were silent!

The peacemaker even stiffened his neck and said, "If you have the ability, you will kill us, but you don't want to get the news you want." ”

"Heh, you guys are really kind enough to treat them as donkey livers and lungs!"

Ian sneered: "I kindly gave you a chance to repent, since you don't want it, then don't blame me for being unkind." ”

As soon as he tightened the mantra lasso in his hand, the polka dot people explained the eighteen generations of their ancestors.

Looking at this method, the hairs on the bodies of the peacemaker and the bloody movement stood on end.

"Phew!" The mentally abnormal peacemaker scolded: "What crazy means do you use, I am ......"

Ian didn't bother to listen to this madman's nonsense, and directly put the mantra lasso on him, and he also explained everything from childhood to adulthood.

Bloody campaigns, atomic skeletons, the specifics of their answers differed, but the results were broadly similar.

According to the confessions of several people, they were all in prison, and suddenly received strange instructions in an envelope, and then escaped from the prison and followed the instructions to do Superman.

Anyway, they are either mercenaries or madmen, and they don't have a little psychological burden on doing Superman.

As for weapons and equipment, things like kryptonite are also received by mail.

In other words, they didn't have any contact with their employer during the whole process.

"Amanda Waller did it!"

Ian tied up the four of them with a mantra lasso, and flew to Superman's side, saying directly and affirmatively.

"Why her?"

Clark had not formally approached Waller and had a vague impression of her.

"The first is that she is high enough, and the second is that the woman likes to use outsourced people the most. Then there's the feeling, a feeling based on experience. ”

Ian figured that Waller couldn't wait for Superman and the Extreme British League to face off silently, so he wanted to add a fire to it.

"Maybe I shouldn't have shown up so soon and continued to disguise you. Maybe Manchester will rush out right away when they see Superman being defeated by a few nobodies. ”

Ian sighed, but he didn't regret it much, these bastards were too dark, and if he endured it any longer, he was afraid that he would vomit blood in anger.

"So what now?" Superman looked at the four supervillains who had been choked by Ian, shook his head and said, "People have already become like this, let's find another chance next time!" ”

"Don't do it next time, this is a great opportunity!"

Ian whispered in Clark's ear, "You give them to the cops and ......"

……

Clark flew to the police with four supercriminals, put them in a special prison cart company, and then turned to face the influx of media.

"Superman, your approval rating on Twitter has plummeted lately, and people have gone to support the British League. What do you think? ”

As a journalist, Superman knows that this question is a trap, and there are questions no matter how to answer it, and the best way is to go around.

But he knew it, and he still said to everyone in front of the live broadcast: "Some people think that the killer should be killed against the criminal, and I don't agree with this." ”

"We seek the perfection and protection of the law in order to make our lives better and more convenient, not to make laws for the sake of punishment."

"I have such conditions, so whether or not to kill people, and how to kill people, should be left to the public to recognize and enact laws to judge, and let the police enforce them, rather than relying on the subjective opinions of some people."

"That's all I have to say!"

Although Superman did not specify his surname, everyone knew who he was talking about, and the hottest transhuman recently was only the Extreme British Alliance.

Manchester looked at these words that were tantamount to a declaration of war, and completely made up his mind, he said to the red hood: "I agree with your plan, start, act!" ”

"I want everyone to know that Superman is a hypocrite."

Jason takes Manchester's performance to heart and prepares to tell Ian that he has noticed that something has not been quite right with this psychic person lately.

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