Chapter 117 (Krypton) Lime Martial Saint, reappears in the world
Alfred in the Batplane.
The waiting time is often the most torturous. The old butler knows very well that with the intensity of his little Bruce's participation in the battle, it is far beyond his ability to help.
——This made Alfred couldn't help but miss the time when he had the opportunity to control the Bat Plane to spray herbicides.
He poured himself a cup of coffee and then turned to look at the screen.
Just now, he had witnessed his Bruce defeat the female Kryptonian and save the two men and women who broke into the battlefield. At this time, his Bruce should return to the Bat Plane and continue to observe the battlefield safely with him.
Until Superman wins...
With a pop, Alfred spit out all the coffee he had just drank.
Where are the people?
He threw the coffee cup aside and threw himself in front of the screen.
I saw that it was completely empty, with no figure of Chen Tao at all. There was only a messy street and the unconscious female Kryptonian Fiora who collapsed on the ground with seven tuberculosis and five injuries.
"Penny Calls Batman."
Alfred walked to the communication channel and tapped twice: "Can you hear me?"
No one responded, which made Alfred a little anxious.
He stood up suddenly and walked to the back cabin without hesitation. The kryptonite reactor power armor was stored there. Just put it on...
But he soon heard the Batcomputer informing him of Batman's return. On the display screen, he saw the other person levitating like Superman, directly returning to the plane from the parachute port under the Batplane.
This surprised the old housekeeper.
He opened the door of the back cabin, then went down the steps, and then along the ladder, directly to the bottom floor, which served as both a skydiving platform and a storage room.
Then he immediately saw those pointed ears.
"Bruce, why didn't you reply to me...Oh, God!"
Alfred saw that the face under his little blues mask had turned pale, full of all kinds of bumpy and ugly bumps, and was not like a human being at all. In his hand, he held a piece of kryptonite removed from a short spear.
stone, and then crush it into powder with a snap.
The few kryptonite spears and kryptonite knives originally stored here had actually been crushed into powder by his bare hands, and they were all carefully placed in a lead box. Alfred looked at the kryptonite reactor behind him
The chest of the power armor. Oh, fortunately that thing has not been dismantled, Bruce is still a little sensible——
What a ghost!
Alfred saw his Bruce frantically destroying his secret weapon. While destroying it, he sang stupidly:
"Grilled gluten~Grilled gluten~My grilled gluten~It's so exciting! Let you eat real lime! A different taste~"
Alfred didn't know how baked gluten was connected to lime.
But no matter how you say it, this is definitely not a sane behavior.
He couldn't help but said anxiously: "What are you doing, Master Bruce, you..."
The confused Chen Tao turned his head and saw the anxious expression on Alfred's face, so he waved his hand:
"It's not a big problem, don't panic!"
——He originally wanted to say this, but everything Bizarro said was contrary to normal people, so as soon as the words came out, they were automatically translated into irony by Bizarro's body:
"The problem is huge, there's no point in panicking!"
When Alfred heard this, it was bad. My little Bruce went completely crazy. He was speechless and worried and didn't know what to say.
Chen Tao was also a little aware that he seemed to have said something sarcastic, but at this time, his mind was a mess because he had entered Bizarro. He was twisted and happy, his thinking was off-line and stupid, and he didn't care at all.
He no longer talked nonsense with Alfred, but directly controlled the Bat Plane to open the skydiving platform. Carrying the small box of kryptonite powder, he grabbed two more kryptonite smoke grenades that he had already made, as well as a
He took the kryptonite dagger, opened the parachute platform of the Bat Plane, and disappeared with a whoosh.
Alfred was left alone in the Batplane in a daze.
He turned to look at the kryptonite powered armor. The Bat Computer said on it: "It has been set and is waiting to be summoned at any time."
The other side.
"Huchi Huchi Huchi..."
General Zod gasped heavily. Although Kal-El did not understand fighting skills, the brute force that had been illuminated by the yellow sun for decades was amazing. Even an elite warrior like him could not defeat him in a short time.
Play the opponent.
But he and Ek teamed up to be able to steadily suppress Karl. Even if there was an occasional rebound, they could still be suppressed by them in the end.
Before he knew the specific location of the Code of Life, he needed Kal-El alive.
He is like a patient hunter who besieges Clark bit by bit, wearing down the opponent's last bit of physical strength bit by bit, and finally calmly takes off the crown of victory.
The effect of Clark's stench on him is getting weaker and weaker. It stinks anyway, and he is used to it.
If nothing unexpected happens, the balance of the battle will soon be...
Then General Zod heard a roar, and Chen Tao flew over crookedly, with his head facing down, and landed upside down like a superhero, inserting his head into the asphalt road.
"Bizzaro feels happy." (angry)
Chen Tao couldn't help but said something sarcastic, and then he looked up and saw General Zod, Big Ekko, and Clark Kent stopping their hands and looking at him blankly.
"What's going on?"
General Zod frowned. He had just seen the opponent fall from the sky with his own eyes, but now he was unscathed.
And that way of flying is exactly the same as Kal-El's flying movements.
The pale, twisted skin like high and low pimples, and the bone-chilling, beast-like eyes hidden under the mask are undoubtedly declaring to everyone that he is not human.
Such a powerful enemy suddenly appears in the center of the battlefield, and this aircraft cannot be defeated for the time being.
Zod signaled his adjutant, the big man Ekko, with his eyes, and the loyal adjutant immediately stepped forward and asked:
"Are you also a Kryptonian?"
The weirdo with the bat hood didn't answer him.
"You look like a compatriot."
Getting a little closer to the opponent, Ekko felt the biological stance of the opponent, and was somewhat sure of his own judgment and that of General Zod.
"When did you come to Earth? You are not like Carl..."
Poor Ek still doesn't realize what he's facing.
Then he grabbed the opponent's hood and made a strange posture similar to drawing a sword to kill.
"What are you doing?"
Ek took two more steps forward.
Then, almost immediately, at a high speed close to supersonic speed, Chen Tao took out a handful of kryptonite powder from the lead box on his waist, raised his hand and threw it over.
Ek was caught off guard, but he still raised his hands in time and closed his eyes.
Don't worry too much, no matter what is blocking your vision or poison, it will be affected by his biological stance...
Then he took a big mouthful of kryptonite powder in front of him. Because he just opened his mouth to speak, the smoke that came at supersonic speed even poured directly into his mouth.
Ek let out a howl like a dying rooster, and then he covered his neck without bending his knee joints. He looked up to the sky and fell straight down as if he had died suddenly, making a muffled sound on the ground. General Zod:!
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Lex Luthor was sitting on the sofa in his old house, protected by a circle of light blue light waves, surrounded by holographic images of congressmen and other political figures.
"Immature parasitic demons are a very dangerous life form."
He said: "Due to their unstable life structure and energy properties, they will chase all energy crazily. The bigger they are, the more shining energy bursts, which will make these beasts go crazy like hounds after seeing meat.
Come up and suck hard.
He spread his hands: "And this kind of absorption comes at no cost. Even if they stretch themselves until they burst, they will still say one more mouthful before they die."
"According to my research, for these parasitic demons, they are in severe hunger all the time and will never be satisfied for a moment. In order to maintain this biological instinct, their brains-"
Luther pointed to his bald head: "It dissolved the moment the transformation was completed. Creatures that only need to eat don't need useless pendants like brains. This is the transformation of human flesh and blood into a pure energy body.
It is the inevitable result of biology. At present, there is no way to solve such a problem."
"But this does not mean that without energy absorption, these creatures will become harmless."
Luther said: "Energy is in every corner of our lives. As a medium-sized mammal, humans store extremely considerable chemical energy."
"And as the most ubiquitous creature on this planet, once the parasitic demons are released, without finding an energy meal, they will definitely not mind finding a small piece of chemical energy to fill their hungry stomachs."<
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The congressmen and President Wilson stood in silence for a while.
Then someone asked:
"Are you saying that these parasitic demons are essentially a group of man-eating monsters?"
Luther nodded: "That's true, and for now, there is no way to solve this uncontrollable drawback. We are stuck at a bottleneck, unless..."
Luther paused here deliberately, and then some inexperienced congressmen were immediately induced by him and subconsciously followed:
"Unless, if there are more experimental materials..."
The congressman immediately stopped talking mid-sentence, because everyone present knew very well what the so-called experimental materials were, and these things should never be put on the table and talked about in public.
Luther has created so many parasitic demons and used countless living people for experiments. The key is to cast a wide net and practice more trials and errors. The corpses of dead experimental subjects can pile up into mountains.
Now that this is the case, are there more experimental subjects?
Do you want to be unable to hold back the fire anymore and be exposed, triggering nationwide demonstrations and riots?
"So you studied for a long time and only came up with a semi-finished product that can't be used in war at all?" A congressman suddenly said in a strange way: "Then what use do you have?"
Luther looked at him sideways and made a mental note to him. Do you still think I am a good person?
I will kill you and your whole family immediately.jpg
Then he said:
"I re-created the kryptonite reactor power armor for General Lane, and solved the problem of not being able to use more small kryptonite when there is not a large enough block of kryptonite, and comprehensively upgraded the entire machine. This machine
The mecha should be operated by John Coburn, the staff sergeant under Ryan."
General Sam Lane nodded and confirmed: "Yes, it is indeed much stronger than before."
"And I also said it." Luther said:
"I, Lex Luthor, am a true law-abiding citizen and will never release parasitic demons that may harm innocent people."
He had a righteous expression on his face, and some congressmen sneered.
Luther classified another death star on his forehead, and then continued: "I know you may not believe me."
He looked at the holographic images around him. Most people looked at him with suspicion. Luther continued:
"I admit that some of my methods in the early years may not have been so formal, but now I will only do what I should do."
Luther said:
"Therefore, a few days ago, when I discovered that the development of the parasitic demons had stalled, I decisively transferred all the parasitic demons to Lord Ryan. Now they are not under my control." p>
General Lane said: "And I have placed these little monsters in the military base for layer-by-layer protection, so nothing will go wrong."
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Lord Wilson nodded. He said: "Since everyone agrees that the danger of the parasitic demon is too great and cannot yet meet the needs of entering the war, then let's put this matter on hold for the time being."
He turned to face Ryan and said: "Sir, Ryan, I hope that Sergeant John can immediately drive the kryptonite powered armor to give the aliens currently raging on our land a taste of their power. Can you do it?"
"Yes, Mr. Wilson!"
"...In the next meeting, we will discuss the follow-up response to aliens, as well as the high-end technology that the other party may possess...how to control aliens..."
Tens of minutes later.
Luther turned off the holographic image, lowered his head, hiding half of his face in the shadows, turned his head, and said to the back:
"Manchester Black. Did you hear what I told them? I asked you to be ready at all times."
"Of course, my dearest Boss Lex." A voice came from the shadows behind his sofa. A man with purple hair sat on another sofa in Luther's old house, with his legs crossed and wearing a rice jacket.
Ziqi’s clothes.
"But to be honest, boss, you have already hired me, and you still maintain that shielding stance in front of me. Isn't it a bit too much?"
"I don't want to be so stupid that you weave false illusions in my mind." Luther said:
"Be prepared."
"Okay, okay." Blake couldn't help it when he saw his serious look. He leaned back on the sofa and said, "So, when do you need me to work?"
"I have handed over all the parasitic demons to Ryan before."
Luther told him: "Now we just wait."
He squinted his eyes, and his bald head flashed white under the light: "Waiting for things to develop in the direction I expected."