Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1424 Ghost King
At this moment, everyone in the team held the map tightly in their hands.

This map is no ordinary map. It was carefully drawn by a professional team based on the latest terrain data collected, combined with a complex and precise environmental simulation system.

In this area shrouded in the unknown and danger, every terrain and every environmental factor may become the key to life or death, so this map carries important guidance for their operation.

Originally, this area was full of green mountains, clear waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers.

However, since demons and monsters began to appear frequently, the devil spread like ink in the world, and everything changed dramatically.

Those once familiar mountains and rivers have now become unrecognizable. In some places, huge gullies even appeared out of nowhere, as if they were torn apart by some mysterious force. The streams that were originally crystal clear have now become as black as ink, emitting a pungent and foul smell, as if hiding countless unknown horrors.

But even so, the map in their hands and the experience they had accumulated in previous simulation training became the light of hope for them to move forward in this chaos.

The map details some possible dangerous areas and relatively safe paths, and the simulation training allows them to be mentally prepared to deal with various emergencies that they may encounter.

With these, they tried to identify the approximate direction and continued to move forward along a rugged path.

This path seems to be a corner forgotten by nature. The road surface is covered with sharp stones and messy branches. You have to be careful with every step you take, for fear of falling and getting injured.

The surrounding environment became more and more weird. The originally tall trees became twisted and weird, as if they were being kneaded by a pair of invisible giant hands.

Some of the tree trunks were bent into strange arcs, as if struggling in pain; some branches were like the arms of the devil, stretching towards them, as if trying to drag them into endless darkness.

The air was filled with an increasingly dense demonic aura, which was like a substance, weighing heavily on their hearts and making it difficult for them to breathe.

With every breath, it seemed as if a cold chill went down the throat and reached the heart, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Moreover, they always feel that there are invisible eyes watching them in the darkness. That feeling of being on edge makes their nerves tense all the time and they dare not slack off at all.

As they went deeper, they encountered more and more dangers.

A large number of hellish poisonous insects "Most Powerful" came from all directions like a black tide.

With everyone's concerted efforts, they safely survived this wave of poisonous insect attacks.

Soon after, a group of demons and monsters appeared in their sight.

These monsters have different shapes. Some have ferocious faces and bared fangs and claws; some are elusive, like ghosts.

They let out a series of creepy cries and pounced towards the crowd.

Everyone fought again and the battle broke out instantly.

For a moment, the light of spiritual power flickered, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. Relying on their own powerful strength and rich combat experience, they launched a fierce fight with the demons and monsters.

Every attack was carried out with great force, and every defense was carried out with all one's strength.

After a hard fight, they finally succeeded in repelling these monsters and continued to move towards their destination. After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yukihira Soma suddenly stopped, pointed forward, and said in a low voice, "We're there. That's it."

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a slightly eerie open space not far ahead. A layer of light mist filled the open space, making everything around it seem a little hazy.

And in the center of the open space, a huge figure stood quietly, as if it had existed here since ancient times, exuding a chilling aura.

Only after they cautiously moved closer did they finally see the true face of the figure.

This is actually an evil ghost wearing ancient armor!
In the myths, legends and cultural cognition of the island nation, "ghosts" are a unique and mysterious race.

They are extremely powerful, possessing strength far beyond that of ordinary people. They can stir up strong winds with a slight wave of their arms. Their bodies are tall and sturdy, like a moving hill, which makes people afraid to approach them. They have two horns on their heads, and the sharp horns seem to be a symbol of their power, exuding a majestic and terrifying aura.

According to legend, ghosts are an advanced race with their own unique survival rules and powerful abilities, and they occupy an important position in the world of demons and monsters.

After a person dies, if the soul cannot dissipate due to obsession, resentment, etc., the soul that remains in the world is called an "evil spirit."

Although people often refer to all kinds of demons and monsters as "hundreds of ghosts", in fact most of them are just special "evil spirits".

They come in all shapes and sizes, with myriad abilities; some are good at confusing people, while others feed on devouring human fear.

However, the evil ghost before them was completely different from the ordinary evil spirits they knew.

Its two ferocious horns pointing towards the sky were like two sharp scimitars, flashing a cold light, as if they would stab the enemy at any time.

The surface of the ghost horn is covered with strange patterns, like some kind of mysterious rune, containing unknown power.

His white hair spread out behind him like a lion's mane, fluttering gently in the breeze, adding a bit of wildness and unruliness.

The evil ghost looked to be at least two meters tall, standing there like an unshakable mountain.

It was clad in gorgeous golden shoulder, chest and skirt armor, which was in the shape of an animal, as if it was the incarnation of some ancient mythical beast.

The shoulder armor is carved with lifelike animal heads with bared fangs and claws, as if they will break free from the armor at any time; the breastplate has a delicate scale texture, sparkling with metallic luster in the sun; the skirt armor is like a blooming petal, layered and full of power.

The coat underneath was tattered and fluttering in the wind, looking both gorgeous and wild, as if telling of the countless battles it had experienced.

On its arms, dark lines coiled and twisted like cloud patterns, as if the power of darkness was flowing through its body.

These lines flash with strange light, which makes people feel chilly.

Its entire body exuded an ominous purple aura that was visible to the naked eye. The aura was like a substance, constantly spreading in the surroundings. Wherever it went, the air seemed to become heavy.

(End of this chapter)