Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1493 The Suns Are Getting More Numerous, the World Is Greatly Unifying
This is the end of the old science and the beginning of the new science.

He is not the only one; many researchers who still hold the most sincere faith and the most fervent passion for science are the same.

The base commander tried to stop them, but he couldn't stop a group of seekers of knowledge.

The message was painstakingly transmitted back to the power centers of various countries through the remaining, intermittent encrypted channels.

For the first time, decision-makers who are accustomed to maneuvering on the geopolitical chessboard and treating millions of troops as mere pawns felt a profound sense of powerlessness and chill.

They watched the last images transmitted from the front lines—the devastating strike, the steel legion reduced to ashes like paper toys before the power of psychic energy. After the fear came an unprecedented greed and urgency.

This is by no means some new weapon; it is a completely new power system capable of overturning everything!

A "new continent" that could completely rewrite the world order and determine the rise and fall of civilizations!
The highest-level alerts from intelligence agencies around the world wailed mournfully deep within the underground bunker: "The capabilities displayed by codename 'Higanbana' (Saeko Busujima) have been confirmed as 'rule-level' power that transcends the existing physical framework!"
The source has been traced back to the Tokyo Metropolitan Totsuki Reigen Exorcism Academy.

Threat Assessment: S+ (Civilization Level). Recommendation: Immediately activate the 'Ark' Protocol with the highest priority, and execute the contact/penetration/reverse engineering plan. Repeat: This matter surpasses all conventional conflicts in priority; it concerns the continuation of national destiny and the survival of human civilization's dominance!

Panic spread like a plague, but what followed was an even more intense greed and ambition.

This power, enough to make its holder a "god" of the new world, is like a poisonous honey, attracting all forces that believe they deserve a share.

In an extremely short time, a fragile yet frenzied consensus was reached in secret meetings and encrypted channels: We must understand it! We must master it! At all costs! Even if it means turning that island nation into scorched earth, we must reclaim the seeds of the "Red Spider Lily"!

Thus, an unprecedented military adventure in human history—"Operation New World"—was hastily launched.

Elite rapid reaction forces from the East Asian peninsula, powerful naval and air forces with numerous bases scattered across the western Pacific, and even massive carrier strike groups that have traveled across the ocean, are like a swarm of sharks that have smelled blood, rushing toward Honshu Island from all directions.

A torrent of steel blotted out the sun: hundreds of advanced warships cleaved through the waves, the sky was obscured by a dense swarm of fighter jets, armed helicopters and drones, and landing craft surged toward the coastline like steel ants.

The assembled forces, including highly mechanized army divisions, special operations groups, and a massive logistical support system, totaled nearly a million.

They are equipped with cutting-edge weapons representing the pinnacle of human technology—the blue light of electromagnetic cannons charges on the deck, laser air defense arrays vigilantly scan the sky, intelligent missile arsenals are ready to fire, and individual exoskeletons make soldiers like warriors of the future.

Every soldier who sets foot on this land, whether driven by a fervent desire for conquest, a thirst for power, or simply by obedience, firmly believes that this will be a decisive battle that reshapes the world order and ushers in a new era for humanity.

However, when Saeko Busujima wielded that demonic sword imbued with the power of rules, the outcome was already predetermined.

...But this is not war.

It was a cold and efficient ritual of purification performed by the gods on the ants.

When the vanguard of the Allied Forces, composed of the most elite special forces and armored vanguard, attempted to storm the heart of Tokyo and seize control of the "Totsuki Reigen Exorcism Specialized School," they encountered their target on the outskirts of Yokosuka.

Saeko Busujima's blade didn't just cut or explode in the physical sense; it rewrote the rules and erased concepts. Panic was no longer an emotion; it became a tangible poison gas permeating the air.

The order to retreat had already been issued amidst the immense chaos and top-down mental breakdown, but the complete paralysis of communications prevented the order from being effectively transmitted.

The remaining troops scattered like headless flies. Even more deadly was that the scattered resistance forces that the Allied forces had originally regarded as "secondary targets" or even "native armed forces"—who might have been students of the "Totsuki Reigen Exorcism Specialized School," or a few awakened psionicists from the island nation, or even native spirits—now became the deadly scythes for reaping the fleeing soldiers.

They repeatedly cut off, ambushed, and devoured the chaotic coalition forces.

With communications cut off and organizational structures broken up, the surviving soldiers, like frightened birds, struggled to survive in a nightmarish environment.

In the end, when the remaining ships, barely still able to float, carried decks full of survivors with dazed eyes, mutilated limbs, and utterly broken spirits, fleeing this cursed sea like frightened birds, the steel torrent that had come from the sky, symbolizing the strongest violence of mankind, was reduced to nothing.

Floating on the sea are endless wreckage of warships, colorful oil slicks formed by leaked fuel, and countless corpses dressed in military uniforms from different countries.

This desolate "steel graveyard" became the sole epitaph for this most ambitious, absurd, and utterly ridiculous military adventure in human history.

A war that gathered the technological power and organizational capabilities accumulated by human civilization over centuries, intending to forcibly start a "superpower era" dominated by itself, was thus completely severed by one person, with a single blade, in a clean, swift, and almost cruelly elegant manner.

"Saeko Busujima's strength has instantly 'calmed down' all those guys who were blinded by greed."

Luther smacked his lips with great interest.

He watched this brutal "contact operation" with a cold eye and did not stop it, because this was exactly what he wanted to see—the "fun" that belonged to this world.

Chaos is the increase of entropy, the catalyst for change, and the sustenance of his power.

As he continued to manipulate the threads of fate, intentionally or unintentionally, in this "crossover anime world," engaging in various "things," both big and small, he keenly perceived deeper changes in the world's underlying structure. The most obvious anomaly was in the sky.

The sun is becoming more numerous.

It started as just a blurry spot of light, appearing in a corner of the sky, like a visual illusion.

But soon, its presence became impossible to ignore.

After the ninety-nine suns, the new "sun" radiates a light completely different from that of the main sequence stars—it is paler, colder, and carries an ominous sense of stillness.

Its appearance is not an isolated case. Observatories and satellites have successively captured other "stars" with very different energy characteristics in other areas of the sky. Some are as hot as a furnace, some are as dark as an abyss, and some exude pure spiritual fluctuations.

(End of this chapter)