Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1573 I left all the Killing Stone fragments there, go find them!

My mind was completely emptied. Fear, shock, obsession, surrender... all sorts of extreme emotions fused together into a boiling paste, drowning out all reason.

The sense of time vanishes completely, leaving only that eternal smile imprinted on the retina and deep within the soul. It is both the ultimate temptation and the ultimate terror, the absolute surrender of life to an incomprehensible force.

Cold sweat, not just seeping out, but like a flood bursting through a dam, instantly soaked through everyone's shirts, clinging coldly and stickily to their skin like shrouds. The air was thick with the stench of sweat and the chill of metal, mixing into a nauseating smell of despair.

"Uh...ho..."

In the corner, a young technician made an incomprehensible hoarse sound from his throat, his eyes rolled back, and his body slumped backward uncontrollably, barely being supported by a colleague next to him who was also pale and trembling.

Colonel Kishida stared intently at the screen, veins bulging on his forehead, one hand unconsciously pressed against his chest, as if trying to stop his heart from bursting out of his chest.

The true prologue to hell on earth begins with this captivating smile, slowly yet irresistibly drawing back the curtain.

The scene on the screen changed drastically once again.

Before that world-shaking smile had completely faded, Tamamo-no-Mae's magnificent figure suddenly blurred and swayed, like a mirage under a high-temperature airflow.

However, the cold instrument readings and the sudden surge in energy alarms in the command center cruelly declared that this was by no means a technical malfunction!
"One...one split into nine?!"

Beside Prime Minister Kishida, an operations staff officer cried out in shock, his voice distorted by extreme shock and fear.

On the main screen, Tamamo-no-Mae's core image was torn apart by an invisible force, instantly shattering, stretching, and disintegrating!
Nine dazzling golden rays, imbued with destructive power, burst forth from the core. Each ray, as if possessing a life of its own, rapidly condensed and took shape, transforming into a nine-tailed fox demon identical to the original, equally stunning and with a jade-like face and golden fur!

Nine "Tamamo-no-Mae"!
They were not illusory projections; each of them exuded the same immense, condensed, and terrifying demonic aura, enough to distort space itself!
The energy detector reading instantly exceeded the safety threshold, emitting a piercing shriek.

Nine figures, like nine golden comets tearing through the sky, each trailing a huge and magnificent tail that seemed to be woven from solidified gold and inextinguishable foxfire, pointed in nine completely different directions—precisely to the east, south, west, north, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest, and… the sky, vertically upwards!

—It vanished into the sky in an instant at a speed that completely disregarded aerodynamics and exceeded the limits of current physical understanding! Only nine dazzling afterimages were left imprinted on the retina.

"It...it split apart?!"

"Nine tails...corresponding to nine clones?! This...how is this possible?!"

"Why?! Why is she diverting her forces?! This doesn't make sense!"

"Target lost! Repeat, target lost! All clones' signal strength... is completely identical to the main body! Energy signatures cannot distinguish between primary and secondary clones!"

"High-energy interference across the entire radar frequency band! The optical tracking system is subjected to strong energy distortion, resulting in image distortion! Thermal imaging... is completely blocked by an unknown high-dimensional energy field! All tracking methods are ineffective!"

Exclamations, desperate reports, and frantic alarms from the instruments exploded in the deathly silent command center, like cold water being poured into boiling oil!
Those who had just barely recovered from the mental shock of that breathtaking smile were immediately crushed in their ability to think by this even more unbelievable and utterly mind-altering scene. The huge screen was covered by nine afterimages of golden light and a glaring "signal loss" warning.

The Nine-Tails splits, and each clone's power level is no different from the original?

This completely violates the fundamental law of conservation of energy!
Inside the command center, several top physicists were pale-faced, their lips trembling but unable to utter a sound.

What exactly is the essence of this fox demon's power?! Is it a projection of a higher dimension? Or some kind of rule-level existence that they cannot comprehend at all? Chaos and extreme confusion spread like deadly poison gas within the confined space.

No one could understand the profound meaning hidden behind Tamamo-no-Mae's seemingly dispersive actions.

Is it a strategic, comprehensive infiltration? The ultimate manifestation of power? Or the beginning of some grander, more sinister ritual?
Just as this extreme chaos and bone-deep fear reached their peak, threatening to crush everyone's reason—

A voice rang out.

It does not pass through any physical medium—speakers, headphones, communication channels.

It seemed to resonate directly in the depths of the soul, booming in the core of consciousness of everyone in the command center!
The voice blended the most seductive whispers of lovers with the coldest decrees of gods, carrying a seductive melody that could make one's bones tingle and one's soul bewitch, yet also containing a terrifying pressure capable of crushing the soul.

"My name is Tamamozamae."

The mere sound of that name being uttered seemed to carry an invisible weight.

Those with weaker wills would buckle in their knees and almost collapse to the ground, their hearts filled with an uncontrollable urge to worship, an instinctive surrender to absolute power.

The brief pause was like pressing the mute button on the entire space-time continuum; even the alarm seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force.

Then, that alluring yet chilling voice rang out again, with a hint of amusement, almost like bestowing a handout on its prey:
"You ants, do you thirst for power? Do you covet the extraordinary? Do you wish to break free from the shackles of this fragile mortal body?"

Each rhetorical question is like a giant hammer carrying both temptation and destruction, striking precisely at the greed and desire hidden deep within the soul.

Inside the command center, heavy breathing suddenly intensified.

"The 'Killing Stone' I left behind..."

The voice paused slightly, as if savoring the fear and tremor evoked by the word.

Its fragments have been scattered in every corner of this world…

"Killing Stone!"

Several researchers familiar with the ancient mythology of the island nation screamed in terror, their faces drained of color.

The image of the legendary crystallization containing Tamamo-no-Mae's immense demonic power, resentment, and endless curses instantly flashed into their minds!

That is the embodiment of disaster, the source of destruction!
Prime Minister Jun Kishida's pupils also contracted sharply—he immediately thought of the giant rock that Nasuno shattered when Tamamo-no-Mae escaped!
"...on which rests the 'miracle' that you humble lives dream of."

The voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a highly inflammatory, almost fanatical allure.

"You desire to possess it? You desire to hold onto it? You desire to wield such earth-shattering power with your frail bodies?!"

(End of this chapter)