Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1338 Communication is basically based on shouting
In a dim basement, there is a huge coffin.

The coffin is made of ancient black oak and is engraved with mysterious and strange runes, as if telling a dark history that has been forgotten.

Suddenly, the coffin lid made a dull creaking sound and slowly lifted up.

A hand as pale as paper with bulging veins stretched out from the coffin, and then the tall and majestic figure of the vampire beast slowly stood up from the coffin.

Impmon was originally floating around bored, but when he saw Vampiremon stand up, he suddenly perked up and hurriedly flapped his small black wings and flew to his side.

"Vampire Beast King, wake up."

Impmon said flatteringly.

"Ah."

The vampire beast nodded slightly, and then he slowly flew out of the coffin.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the basement. As the vampire beast moved, the surrounding air seemed to be stirred up, making a low whistling sound.

"Impmon, how is the situation? Have you found the eighth chosen child?"

There was a fierce light flashing in Vampiremon's blood-red eyes as he stared at Impmon closely.

"Reporting to the Lord of the Vampire Beasts, no findings have been made so far."

Impmon answered cautiously, its body trembling slightly, obviously very afraid of Vampiremon's wrath.

The vampire beast frowned, the veins on his forehead bulged slightly, and a powerful dark energy emanated from him, and the temperature of the entire basement dropped several degrees in an instant.

"What's going on! It's been so long, why is there still no news?"

Vampiremon cursed.

At the same time, he cursed in his heart, with so many Digimon, are they really just a bunch of good-for-nothings?

Feeling Vamdemon's rage, Impmon's body trembled and almost fell from the air.

It quickly said, "I'm so sorry, Lord Vampire Beast! Please calm down!"

Impmon said as he kept bowing in the air, trying to appease Vampiremon's anger.

It knew that once the vampire beast got angry, the consequences would be disastrous, and it would likely become the target of his anger.

Looking at the trembling Impmon, Vamdemon sighed in his heart.

He knew that it was probably unrealistic to expect his men to find the eighth chosen child.

Sure enough, at the critical moment, he still had to take action personally.

"Forget it, how's the thing I assigned you to do going?"

The vampire beast suppressed the anger in his heart and asked coldly.

"Don't worry, Lord Vampire Beast, everything is ready, just waiting for you to take action!"

Impmon quickly replied, a hint of excitement in his tone.

It knows that the next action that the vampire beast is about to take will be a shocking conspiracy that will change the world.

The vampire beast nodded and said nothing more.

He spread his wings, slowly flew out of the basement, and came to the open space outside.

At this time, it was late at night, there was not a single star in the sky, only a moon hanging on the horizon.

Vampire Beast stood in the open space, looked up at the sky, then crossed his hands in front of his chest and began to stimulate the energy in his body. As Vampire Beast moved, the dark energy in his body became stronger and stronger, as if forming a huge black vortex. The surrounding air was distorted by this powerful energy, making a "crackling" sound.

As the vampire beast waved its hands, the ground seemed to be torn open, and then thick fog slowly spread out.

The fog spread at an alarming speed, and wherever it went, everything was ruthlessly swallowed up.

The houses in the distance were gradually submerged in the fog, leaving only vague outlines, looming in the fog, like an illusory mirage.

The vampire beast was suspended in the air, looking down at the fog with a sneer on its face.

This mist was no ordinary fog, but the masterpiece of his carefully crafted dark magic.

This fog not only obscures people's vision and plunges the entire world into chaos and confusion, but also weakens the influence of the power of light.

Under the cover of this fog, the light of justice will become dim, and the dark forces he represents will thrive and run rampant.

The vampire beast was secretly calculating in his mind that tomorrow, as the sun rises, the fog will cover the entire city under his control.

And he will take advantage of this chaos and lead his army of Digimon to launch an unprecedented terrorist attack.

By then, his actions will no longer be restricted by the sunlight!

He wanted to let the people in the real world see what real hell was, and make them surrender to him in fear and despair.

The next day, when everyone in the city woke up from their sleep, they immediately realized that something was wrong.

The familiar city scene disappeared, replaced by a thick, inky fog.

The fog filled every street and every building, as if turning the entire city into a huge maze.

When people walked out of their homes, there was only a vast white chaos in front of them, and they could hardly see anything more than one meter away.

At the same time, electronic signals were severely interfered with.

The signal bars on the phone screen kept flashing and eventually disappeared. No matter how people fiddled with it, they could not restore communication.

The TV screen was full of snow and the radio only emitted harsh noise.

The entire city’s communication system was paralyzed, and people seemed to have lost contact with the outside world and were left isolated and helpless.

The authorities are at a loss at this time.

Even though they already knew the plot in advance and knew that the vampire beast's conspiracy was about to succeed, how could the arrangements be completed in one night?

Due to time constraints, many of the defensive measures they had originally planned to deploy were only partially completed.

The ultraviolet lamps that were urgently mobilized were originally intended to be used to deal with the vampire beasts, but now under the cover of this heavy fog, they are not sure whether these ultraviolet lamps can still work.

What's worse, the fog not only obscured people's vision, but also interfered with electronic equipment, forcing them to return to the era when communication was basically based on shouting.

It was difficult to coordinate between departments, and the command system was in chaos. Faced with the impending crisis, they seemed flustered and at a loss.

In this chaotic situation, the Digimon seemed to have broken free from their restraints and began to wreak havoc freely.

They poured out from every corner of the city and began to destroy and invade without restraint.

Among them, a giant man with a sturdy build appeared in people's sight.

His bare upper body was covered with explosive muscles that bulged like hills. Each muscle seemed to contain endless power, and as he moved, his muscles rose and fell like waves.

(End of this chapter)