The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

On the red desert of the Phantom Zone, a rain of blood, mixed with severed limbs and bits of flesh, fell—a sight never before seen.

The drops of blood fell on the desert, staining it with a slightly deeper color, but were quickly buried by the sandstorm.

Mia tilted her head back, then suddenly trembled. She turned around, nocked the last arrow in her hand onto her bow, and aimed at the silently approaching Mon El.

Prince Daxing quickly waved his hand, indicating that he was different from those Kryptonian prisoners, and that he had come with Li Zhen earlier.

Mia naturally trusted the instructor's judgment, but she didn't completely relax; she simply lowered the arrow slightly.

Mon El, instead of praising the other's alertness, pointed with a mixture of confusion and bewilderment to the place where the battle was taking place in the sky.

"Are your instructors always like this?"

On the other side, Mar, who was leaning against a large rock the same color as the desert, lowered his head and wiped the bloodstains from his face, muttering blankly.

"This is the first time we've seen our instructor like this. Maybe... it's related to his past?"

A considerable amount of curiosity immediately welled up in Mon El's heart.

"His past?"

After a two-second pause, Mon El didn't ask questions directly. Instead, he cleverly shook hands with Mal and Mia separately before slowly introducing himself. Upon learning that he hadn't entered the Phantom Zone as a criminal, Mal and Mia visibly relaxed.

The Injustice Superman only became twisted in the last three years, while Mon Al and the Superman of the Injustice world had known each other for more than twenty years.

And the fact that someone can become friends with a Superman before he turned evil speaks volumes about their worth.

After Meng finished his introduction, Mal and Mia, out of social etiquette, introduced themselves and their origins after concealing their identities as time travelers.

He also mentioned Li Zhen's past and gave a vague description of the cultural characteristics of Vitrum.

Mon El was overjoyed that his curiosity had finally been satisfied, but when a severed leg of a Kryptonian prisoner fell nearby, his expression suddenly turned somewhat worried.

"Such a bloodthirsty person..."

Thousands of meters above the ground, despite Li Zhen having significantly reduced his own strength, he still managed to defeat 80% of their forces within half an hour with a level of combat efficiency that even these Kryptonian madmen had never witnessed before.

The remaining four Kryptonian prisoners could no longer maintain their composure, and the urge to retreat began to take over.

Especially when they looked down and saw the severed limbs of their living companions, which had just been clearly visible, and the radiating traces of flesh and blood on the ground a thousand meters below, buried bit by bit by the wind and sand.

The person with the weakest mental fortitude was finally terrified and lost his mind, screaming as he ran in the opposite direction.

The remaining three Kryptonian prisoners were more mentally resilient, but they also clearly understood that they had no chance of defeating Li Zhen. After cursing the cowardly lizard, one of them stayed behind to cover their retreat. The other two also fled the scene at top speed.

The man chosen to stay behind to cover the retreat regained his morale and charged towards Li Zhen with a death-defying spirit.

But Li Zhen, who had been in a frenzied state just moments before, suddenly lost her composure after watching the other three walk away.

He completely ignored the "suicide squad member" and simply closed his eyes.

He caught the punch thrown at him, flipped his wrist, and pulled himself to the side, grabbing the other person into his arms.

At this moment, Li Zhen opened her eyes again, and even her face returned to calm.

He slowly exerted force with both arms, crushing the sternum and arm bones of the man he had captured with unparalleled strength. Finally, he grabbed the yellow sun bracelet that powered these Kryptonian prisoners and tore it off with his five fingers.

Finally, carrying the 'death warrior' who was screaming in agony, he landed back on the ground.

*Splat*

Li Zhen's shoe crushed an eyeball that someone had accidentally lost during the battle.

"Ugh—that's disgusting."

Li Zhen shook his leg and casually tossed the assassin, whose mouth was starting to bleed, aside. He glanced around, observing the positions of Mon El and Mal.

"Oh, you already know each other? That saves me the time of introducing you."

No one responded.

Li Zhen's naturally upturned lips were slightly stiff, and her eyebrows twitched.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Ma Er raised his finger slightly and pointed at Li Zhen, giving a very subtle reminder.

"I wonder if we can get some water here to wash up."

Li Zhen looked down at her uniform, which was completely stained with blood, and then immediately touched her face subconsciously.

The feel was even more disgusting than the eyeballs I had just crushed under my feet.

It is characterized by its warmth, smoothness, and stickiness.

They even tore off half of someone's intestines from above their head, someone who had carelessly thrown them away.

With a blink, countless thin lines of blood immediately dripped down her eyelashes. Even without a mirror, Li Zhen could imagine how horrifying her blood-soaked face would look.

He flashed a wide grin, revealing his bright white teeth.

"Oh, haha, it's been so long since I've done this, I'm a bit rusty, I've forgotten the whole process."

Mal clutched his chest in anguish.

"Oh my god, instructor, stop smiling like that, or I feel like I won't be able to sleep for at least three months because I'm afraid of having nightmares."

A moment later, under the cleansing power of the divine force, Li Zhen returned to the state she was in before fighting those Kryptonian prisoners, even her hair was fluffy and smooth, swaying slightly in the wind and sand.

Meanwhile, Mon El had already taken down the skyships that the Kryptonian prisoners hadn't had time to take with them when they escaped, and they were hovering motionless in the air for more than ten meters.

"Everyone, get on board quickly! This ship can shield us from the information we emit!"

Upon hearing this, Li Zhen took the lead and flew up.

Under the influence of the super drug, Mal and Mia nimbly leaped and landed one after the other on the deck of the Sky Sailboat.

Just seconds after the three had left, a huge maw with spiraling teeth emerged from beneath the sand and swallowed the bloodstains and severed limbs whole.

Mon El stood at the helm, adjusting the ship as he explained, "The variety of monsters in this desert is exceptionally rich, which has always been a focus of my research. No matter how the Phantom King leads the cleanup efforts, the number of monsters continues to increase year by year."

When the sailboat began to raise its high-tech sails, which shimmered with blue hexagonal electronic light paths, Li Zhen finally remembered the most important question.

He asked Mon Ayr how to find the non-physical phantom life form most quickly.

As expected, Mon El's answer was just like any other tired, tired story of an otherworldly adventure.

"In the Phantom King's castle, there is a computer that can selectively filter phantom beings. He uses that machine to select his subordinates who meet the criteria."

Mia, who was more wary, immediately wanted to ask more questions, but Li Zhen gently pressed her hand down.

Dejected after being stopped, Mia returned to Mar's side, puffing out her cheeks and muttering under her breath.

"Do you think the instructor might be addicted to killing? No matter how Mon El answers, he'll still make a trip to the Phantom King's hometown?"

In Mia's opinion, given Li Zhen's frenzied demeanor just now, it's hard not to be tempted by a place with even more Kryptonian prisoners.

Mar, his lips pale and his expression serious, corrected Mia.

"This is exactly the instructor's classic Witrum mindset: no matter what you want to acquire in a region with influence, contacting that influence itself is the quickest way."

Mia began fiddling with her hair. "Contact? Kill them all! Isn't that the mindset of bandits and pirates?"

Mar shook his head frantically.

"It's all about the same, and I feel like a complete failure right now, Mia. It seems like taking medicine or not doesn't make much difference on this level of battlefield. Just how far are we from the instructors?"