American Comics: The Matrix.

Chapter 573 Standing Posture Superman
"X-Man!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Bant pressed the button on his watch almost simultaneously with Ben.

At the same time, the two extraterrestrial gods stood facing each other, posing and motionless.

Given the possibility that the enemy might possess X-Man, Bant had to return Oya and Enara's consciousnesses to X-Man's body, which led to another misunderstanding between them.

At this moment, within Superman X's consciousness space.

The three people stared at each other.

“No, didn’t we agree that you would do whatever I say?” Bant looked at them.

Enara was dressed like a delinquent, wearing a short tube top over her flat, childlike figure, revealing her navel. Her waist was very thin, and she looked like a young woman who didn't know where her next meal would come from.

“You’re right, but I’ve changed my mind,” Enara said matter-of-factly. “I think it’s better if I do it. I know more about Superman X than you do! I can turn that dark-skinned guy into a toilet full of shit in just one second!”

"Enara, don't swear."

Like a mother facing a rebellious child, Ou Yana pleaded helplessly, "We can be more peaceful. They are all variations of Tennyson. Perhaps we can sit down and have a proper talk."

"Don't even think about it!"

Bant and Enara spoke at the same time.

They agreed on this point, but disagreed on how to thoroughly defeat their opponent.

However, this minor disagreement is not important. The key is how to persuade Ou Ya Na. As long as the three of them reach a consensus to eliminate the other party, then it will be fine for Bant to hand over control.

The problem is that Ouyana believes it can be resolved peacefully, especially since the other party is also a member of the Outer Heaven Gods race.

“Listen to me, Ben, we know everything. X-God couldn’t possibly not know that Mordoran wants to destroy the world. From beginning to end, he only intended to create a world that belonged to him. Everything else, including X-God himself, that is above him will be destroyed. We can persuade him.”

Oya clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest. Unlike the child-sized Enara, Oya had much greater endurance.

However, she had a dangerous, matronly hairstyle, which made her look very delicate.

When the name X was mentioned, Bant paused, then asked curiously, "Why hasn't he made a move yet? Have they also fallen into a disagreement?"

Within the consciousness space of the X-god.

The negative-class student and the other two big-faced students stared at each other for a few seconds, but neither of them spoke.

Both faces, composed of white lines, exuded an indescribable weariness, as if they didn't want to move or participate in anything.

After an unknown amount of time, one of them lazily said, "Little Ban, you've transformed, shouldn't you do something?"

"Whatever..." The deputy class monitor slightly raised his eyelids, "I just wanted you guys to do it."

"We don't want to move either."

Both consciousnesses spoke at the same time.

The three guys were passing the buck to each other, each wanting one of the other two to become the pilot of X-God, but none of them wanted to put in the effort.

Finally, the shift leader said, "Forget it, they haven't done anything anyway, let's just lie here for now. I'll make my move when they've decided..."

All I can say is that if any one of these three personalities were even slightly more positive, X would be invincible.

But all three of them are just lazy bums.

The proposal from the negative character was unanimously approved, and then one of the personalities asked, "Ben, you should know what Modoron's purpose is, right?"

"Let's destroy the world," the negative class said nonchalantly.

"Then why are you helping him?"

"What does it matter? This world is so tiring, it's good that it's destroyed." Fu Ban, full of his classmate's aura, felt that even if the world was destroyed, it didn't matter, and it didn't matter if he died. Maybe it would be better this way.

Otherwise, he would be reluctant to let him commit suicide, but he would also find it quite painful to live.

Moreover, the negative team doesn't intend for anyone to die. (This applies outside the two consciousness spaces.)

The battle between the two sides continued. Modoron looked at the gods who had begun to stand still, his eyes darted around, and then the next moment, he opened the realm of time again.

He walked slowly toward Superman with heavy steps, and his metal hand easily took the ash extinguisher.

You just got it like that?

So simple?
His brain went blank for a few seconds, but he immediately realized that he needed to hurry.

So he took action "immediately".

Despite saying "immediately," Modoran's actions were actually incredibly slow. This was the weakness of the Kelangnoshaping people; having mastered time, they moved like sluggish tortoises.

Perhaps it's because the length of time extended their perception.

Moreover, they get tired easily.

Just like now, Modoron's time realm has stopped again.

Everyone present noticed his subtle actions.

Steve was the first to jump up, yelling, "Stop Mordor! Get the fly ash extinguisher back!"

But before he could jump out, he was overwhelmed by dozens of Phantom Clones.

Tony tried to fly over, but one of the Ben Tennyson variants turned into a fire-breathing creature and knocked him away like a meteor.

Fortunately, Quicksilver seized the opportunity; his speed was so fast that even if Mordor slowed down time, he could accelerate again within the frozen time.

He snatched the bomb back in the blink of an eye.

"I got it!"

The next second, Mojath swung his longsword, hitting the bomb and sending it flying.

Quicksilver tried to reach for the bomb, but more Phantoms blocked his way. Abelard broke free from his previous opponent and transformed into the ultimate Gravity Crab King, pinning Quicksilver to the ground.

Then he flipped his hand, and the bomb flew towards him.

"Don't even think about it!"

Peter transformed into a grasshopper, his spring-like legs propelling him forward in an attempt to intercept the bomb.

But then another beam of light shot out from the void, killing yet another alien hero.

Peter rolled to the ground; several of the new heroes he had recently obtained from Crazy Ban's Infinite Receiver had already been killed.

"I really wish someone could switch opponents with me."

He sighed helplessly, then shouted, "Can anyone go and steal the fly ash extinguisher?"

But in reality, everyone is working hard.

Tian Xiaowen wanted to use her divine power to compete with Abedo, but as soon as she shifted her target, Mojas would immediately attack her with the power of the Ten Realms he had seized, and Bill was also unable to spare the time.

"There are too many of these clones!" Felicia shouted, already in full battle armor, but these guys were like locusts that she couldn't kill.

"What about the younger children?"

"Still practicing standing meditation!" someone replied.

At this moment, Aberdo had already obtained the fly ash extinguisher.

"We shouldn't have listened to that damn doctor. If Wanda and the others were here, this wouldn't have been so troublesome," Felicia complained.

(End of this chapter)