Chapter 262: Kryptonians! Peerless Divine Weapons Since Time Immemorial!
Setting aside the fact that Superman indeed has a big bump on his head.
Ian’s performance was indeed one of the reasons that made him feel guilty involuntarily. This mysterious monster not only possessed the ability to defy gravity and fly just like him.
His eyes could even emit heat ray, although the color was different from his own, Superman could indeed sense the scorching heat of the sun from the rays emitted by Ian’s eyes.
If this person was truly a Kryptonian Ancient God, it was completely reasonable for his eyes to emit golden light instead of red light. No matter how he looked at it, Superman felt that Ian indeed possessed the abilities that a Kryptonian should have.
“Your fighting style is very similar to mine…” Superman’s eyes flickered continuously. This was another issue he had discovered; the opponent’s combat habits were surprisingly similar to his own!
“What do you mean by ‘I’m similar to you’! It’s completely upside down! The reason you have this feeling is clearly because my combat instinct is imprinted deep in the genes of every Kryptonian!”
“You’re the one similar to me! It’s precisely because of this imprint deep in the genes that you have such powerful combat literacy. This is also ironclad proof that I am a Kryptonian Ancient God!”
Who was really upside down didn’t matter to Ian; he didn’t want to dwell on it. No one in this era could expose him anyway. The key was that his brutish fighting style being similar to Superman’s was perfectly normal.
“Is that so?”
Superman felt Ian’s explanation was reasonable, but vaguely he always felt something was off, especially when he tried to look directly into the other’s eyes, the other was still dodging with his gaze.
“Of course it is!”
Ian pretended to stare at Doomsday, who had been repeatedly smashed to the ground by him.
His whole body was the toughest at the mouth.
He had personally tested it in battles before.
“Hm?” Superman tried to find clues of something wrong on the three heads covered by Ian’s armor, but Ian’s three heads suddenly started shaking at high speed, preventing him from observing.
“Something’s wrong!”
Fortunately, reason quickly made Superman Clark catch the loophole: “But I remember, you previously claimed to be the ‘God of Speed’? Oh, and Knight of the End!”
“How do you explain that?”
He could hardly remember how many titles Ian had claimed.
“What do you mean explain! How do I need to explain this!”
Ian’s verbal loophole was exposed again, and he immediately became exasperated, flailing his six arms wildly: “Who says a Kryptonian Ancient God can’t be the God of Speed?!”
“Understand diversified development of power?! If you don’t believe me… if you don’t believe me, I’ll call out Krypton’s Sun God! You ask him personally if I am or not a Kryptonian Ancient God!”
With that, Ian rummaged in his battle robe that seemed connected to another dimension.
“Krypton… had a god?” Superman was even more confused.
He grew up on Earth since childhood, and his knowledge of Krypton mostly came from the spaceship database, which had no records of any Kryptonian deities. Seeing Ian’s actions, he thought he was about to pull out some ancient divine artifact or summoning array or something, and his thinking gradually shifted toward the magic side to speculate.
“Hmph, no wonder they say people who live abroad for long years can’t be patriotic. As a pure-blooded Kryptonian, you actually know nothing about Krypton’s history!”
“Shameful!”
Ian understood not to fall into the self-proof trap. After all, he was the founder of America Little Red Potato, and he knew well that making the other side fall into the self-proof trap was a life hack.
“Uh…”
Superman did feel ashamed because of this. No way around it; Ian’s version was decades ahead of his thinking. The current Superman hadn’t yet been baptized by “fist philosophy,” so he definitely couldn’t hold up.
“What is this?”
Amid Superman’s slightly guilty silence, the thing Ian pulled out completely exceeded Superman’s expectations—it was actually a… perfectly ordinary stainless steel thermos?!
“This is my Demon Seal Wave divine artifact!”
Ian responded proudly. Under Superman’s somewhat dazed gaze, he unscrewed the thermos lid and poked with his fingertip at the thing inside the cup.
“Wake up!!”
Ian’s voice was like a thunderclap.
There, in the thermos, a wilted-looking, palm-sized, faintly glowing golden-red humanoid light body groggily lifted its “head.”
“You’re using me as a supplement… do you think I can even wake up…” An extremely faint voice, carrying a sense of having one’s body hollowed out, came from the little person’s mouth.
He was precisely the soul of Krypton’s Sun God, who hadn’t had a single peaceful day since being captured by Ian. On this point, Ian wasn’t lying; he really could pull out Krypton’s Sun God anytime, anywhere.
“Cut the crap! Although I’m using you as a supplement, I’m far more merciful than the demons!” Ian pointed at Superman and ordered the little person in the thermos, “Hurry, prove to this young Kryptonian descendant that I am the supremely noble, genuine Kryptonian Ancient God!”
His voice was full of threatening undertones.
The little person called “Krypton’s Sun God” looked at Ian, then at the bewildered, much younger Clark, hesitated, seemed to weigh the pros and cons, and ultimately chose to submit. He didn’t dare not to submit. No matter how aggrieved he felt, he cleared his throat and spoke in a solemn tone to vouch for Ian.
“Young Kal-El, I am Rao, the embodiment of Krypton’s stellar will. I guarantee with my reputation on Krypton that the one before you… uh, uniquely shaped existence, is indeed an ancient god from Krypton’s ancient times.” The last two words were uttered somewhat reluctantly by this true Kryptonian Ancient God.
However.
No choice; when in the cup, one had to bow. After all, having been “a ginseng fruit that could run away on its own” in Ian’s mouth for so many days, he had some understanding of Ian’s temperament.
If he couldn’t satisfy this terrifying brat, the other might really stuff him into the Holy Grail as an vessel soul and give him to another even more terrifying half-Kryptonian!
As an existence that had lived for many years, Krypton’s Sun God Rao knew that Ian was definitely not in the original spacetime now, and he didn’t want to know why Ian was fooling Kal-El.
Whatever the Demon-Sealing Marble wanted to do, Rao wouldn’t find it strange—truth be told, he really wanted those Kryptonians who had previously spurned him to see who was the true human world demon god.
“Uh… another so-called Kryptonian god, embodiment of stellar will?” Clark looked at the “Sun God” locked in the thermos, who seemed to have no divine power at all, then at Ian with a “see, I didn’t lie to you” expression, feeling his long-held scientific worldview and Kryptonian knowledge system in disarray in the wind.
Should he believe the testimony of a mysterious creature locked in a thermos? Or rather, why would anyone think he’d believe proof provided by a little person in a cup!
“See! I told you, except for occasionally telling harmless little lies, otherwise I always tell the big truths! Especially in serious times like this, I’m as honest as my old man telling my mother he has no pocket money!” Ian was very proud, not noticing the expression on Superman’s face, whom he was holding in front of him.
“？？？？”
Clark’s expression became even more complex. He actually really wanted to ask how this guy who grabbed him could have parents, and how there could be something absurd like wages between parents.
However.
He opened his mouth.
Clark ultimately chose to give up.
Mainly because it was pointless.
He realized that even if he asked, the response would only make him uncomfortable.
“Oh, by the way, do you need me to prove for you that Kryptonians were actually created in this world as your weapons, as self-moving divine weapons from the moment of their birth?”
Krypton’s Sun God lived up to the title of Krypton’s scum. Being called trash scum in the DC universe wasn’t without reason. For his own future, he actually took the initiative to fawn over Ian.
“Hiss, I didn’t expect you’re a little genius too!” Ian was first startled, hesitated, but ultimately had a moral bottom line, so he didn’t agree to Krypton’s Sun God altering Krypton’s history.
Of course.
“Wait until I find my cousin aunt; you just need to explain this point to my cousin aunt.” Ian still couldn’t forget the smooth feeling when he first lifted Supergirl Kara.
He only said he had a moral bottom line but didn’t reveal how high it was. Ask, and it’s just that his goal is to become the person with the world’s highest moral bottom line.
“？？？？”
Superman was completely speechless. He had fully heard the conspiracy of these two mysterious beings. Regarding the cousin aunt in Ian’s mouth, he really wanted to ask, but he even more wanted these two to conspire behind his back a bit.
Otherwise.
It would really make him seem very dumb.
“You…”
Clark sighed in despair.
He now only wanted to know what ultimate purpose this monster wanted to achieve on Earth—was it revenge for ancient Krypton or some other conspiracy.
However, his words didn’t make it out.
At that moment, the volcano below erupted completely due to Doomsday’s fall and energy impact!
Scorching lava shot into the sky, dyeing half the sky red. Amid the churning molten rock, an even larger figure covered in dark red lava armor, emanating the aura of a hell demon god, slowly rose—Doomsday had evolved again!
“Roar roar roar!”
Yes, Doomsday was like an unkillable cockroach. It roared to the sky declaring its return, dark red destructive energy gathering in its mouth, targeting straight at Ian!
“That monster still isn’t dead?”
In the distance, on that high ground, watching Doomsday crawl out of the volcano with even greater momentum than before, The Flash and Wonder Woman both felt a wave of despair.
“It… how is it still alive?! And it’s gotten stronger!” Barry’s voice was dry.
Diana gripped her longsword tightly, her gaze solemn: “This characteristic of endless fighting and growing stronger in battle… is truly terrifying. Ares probably isn’t as powerful as this monster.”
She still couldn’t go three sentences without mentioning her uncle.
“Perfect timing!”
Under the gaze of the two superheroes who were basically just spectating, Ian, still holding the bump-headed, numb-expressioned Superman with one hand, clashed fiercely once more with the massive, mountain-sized Doomsday! Gray-white lightning and dark red energy collided wildly, each clash causing heaven and earth to tremble.
The scene was cool and terrifying.
“Come on! Fight to the edge of the universe! Stars shatter! The great path annihilates!” Ian loved the feeling of spouting mad words. Holding the now numb Superman like the second-best weapon in the world, he collided head-on with Doomsday, who had become a lava giant god, producing a massive explosion near space.
“Boom rumble!”
A large chunk of the ozone layer was shattered by the shockwave.
Doomsday’s giant claw wrapped in dark red energy tore through space, slamming down with the aura of annihilating everything!
“Mere parlor trick! How dare you show off in front of an expert?” Ian didn’t dodge; golden light flashed in his middle head’s eyes, and a highly condensed golden ray struck first despite launching later.
This light precisely hit the giant claw’s wrist!
No explosion, only the absolute power brought by rules. Doomsday’s lava armor, which could withstand a hydrogen bomb, was instantly reversed by the rules of the reverse evolution ray.
The lava armor was regressing.
Dark red energy sprayed out like blood.
Doomsday roared in pain and fury, but its other claw silently swept toward Ian’s waist from the side below. Ian casually swung the arm holding Superman, and Superman felt the world spin as his feet slammed like heavy hammers “bang” onto Doomsday’s elbow joint.
“Self-moving divine weapon…”
Superman instinctively kicked many times in succession, but after kicking, that little person’s words popped into his mind, making him increasingly feel like doubting his life.
“Sorry, I really lack a handy weapon…” Ian actually didn’t have to use Superman for fighting; mainly, his current divine power could only be borne by a Kryptonian’s body. Kryptonians’ super divine power conductivity made them more like divine weapons than most divine weapons.
“Roar roar roar!”
Doomsday was repeatedly killed, but this didn’t make it submit. After reviving once more, its massive body turned into a dark golden stream of light, charging at Ian with the purest, most barbaric physical impact like an out-of-control starship! This was the ultimate combination of strength and speed!
It was Doomsday, evolved to its current limit, charging with everything on the line!
“They’ve fought into space!”
On the ground.
The Flash Barry Allen’s expression was full of shock.
Before today, he had never imagined witnessing such a massive battle, as if those two mysterious beings could destroy a city just by casually affecting the surroundings.
“This is no longer combat power that Earth creatures should have!” Watching Ian’s fighting style of using Superman as a weapon and occasionally firing terrifying golden rays from his eyes.
Diana couldn’t help but sigh, her pupils shaking wildly. Even though the rays were golden not red, suspicion rose in Diana’s heart once more.
“That three-headed guy, his fighting style… and that energy feeling… though different, it doesn’t seem very different from Superman.”
She had clearly seen the fact that Superman had seen through. No way around it; Ian was after all Superman’s most Homelander child. Whether it was Homelander’s professional template or the combat learning he underwent, it all came from Superman Clark. It would be strange if Wonder Woman’s insight couldn’t see through that.
Of course, there were those who couldn’t see through, like a certain man who only knew how to run the fastest. Hearing Diana’s confusion, Barry beside her also frowned in great puzzlement.
“You mean, that’s also a Kryptonian?”
The Flash was speculating.
Wonder Woman nodded, then shook her head.
“What do you mean?”
The Flash was even more confused.
“How should I describe it to you.”
Diana hesitated, her Amazon-trained but sometimes straightforwardly “barbarian brain” activating once more. She furrowed her brows, working hard to rationalize the irrational information, ultimately arriving at what she thought was a “reasonable” explanation.
“Perhaps… after being killed by me, Ares’s divine soul didn’t fully annihilate. He found the currently most powerful, most potential race in the world—Kryptonians—and chose to reincarnate, becoming this… monstrous Kryptonian.” Wonder Woman once again suspected Ian.
Mainly, Ian’s behavior reminded her of Ares brewing war. Perhaps, at this moment, that man was personally nurturing the most powerful universe-level war monster.
“Why are you bringing it up again?”
The Flash wanted to touch Wonder Woman’s forehead to check if she had a fever. He had already told her the other was a future person, so why was Wonder Woman still hung up on Ares.
Did that ancient Greek war god kill your whole family or something? The Flash and Diana began arguing. Neither superhero noticed that in this thoroughly ruined wasteland, not far from their position, there was a very out-of-place public bench that remained completely intact.
It stood where nothing else remained, not even missing a speck of paint. This eerie scene going unnoticed was perhaps because of the person sitting on it.
That was an old man in a white suit with a white beard.
No creature could sense him.
“Wanting to avoid Superman’s death tonight through dramatic means. Nice script design, but young writers are always too overconfident.”
“This way, it’s easy to suffer losses.”
The old man looked at the sky.
His gaze reflected Ian and the Superman in Ian’s hand. He seemed to exist in this place, yet also like he was on a completely different layer from the surrounding environment.
