What's wrong with Superman's brother wanting to be Homelander?

Chapter 117 Diana, You're Playing with Fire

Clark's tenacity and near-indestructible body of steel completely thwarted Wonder Woman's initial plan to resolve the issue quickly using force.

She felt that she had probably been in modern society for too long, which might have made her a little mentally unstable.

Otherwise, why would you have chosen to take action just now?

Just to test out yet another monster?!

This shouldn't be her style.

At the very least, this shouldn't be the behavior of a female knight-errant.

Love and truth were clearly her beliefs.

"I've repeated it countless times, like a cicada chirping incessantly in a tree in summer, to the point of being irritating, why won't you listen? I don't want to have any conflict with anyone, I don't want to fight with you, why do you keep pushing me—why!?"

Clark, suppressing his impending rage as he rose again from the dust, let out a low growl like that of a wild beast.

His face flushed red, and the veins on his arms and neck were clearly visible, taut against his skin. Superman's rationality was being replaced by a surge of madness.

A destructive urge surged through Clark like a flood bursting its banks.

It wasn't because this woman chased and beat me from beginning to end.

Clark never cared about this; after all, it wasn't the first time he'd been beaten up.

It's because the more he tries to avoid something, the less he can actually avoid it.

This sense of powerlessness, akin to the feeling of being caught in a crisis, is enough to drive any superhero mad.

He just wanted to live an ordinary life, to be a down-to-earth young man from a small town, to live happily with Lana, to have his own house and yard where he could grow all the vegetables they liked to eat, that was all.

If possible, I would like to have a few more children to inherit their looks, so that they can all be handsome men and beautiful women.

When he has nothing to do, he can return to his parents' side in just a few minutes, but he feels that this ideal life is getting further and further away from him. The more he wants to pursue something, the less he gets.

Fate was like a tightly twisted whip, cruelly toying with him.

First, his biological father made him inherit the legacy of some Kryptonian—

Now another woman has come in from outside, refusing to communicate and immediately resorting to violence.

His flawless features looked as cold and aloof as if they were a sculpture made of stone!

The energy that had been accumulating in his chest, originating from the Yellow Sun, seemed to sense Clark's indignation and was ignited by those words.

A scalding heat surged wildly through his veins, filling every part of his body with its burning power.

Clark's eyes suddenly flashed with a blinding red light.

The air around him trembled slightly with the restless energy within him, and the soil beneath his feet silently cracked with fine, spiderweb-like patterns.

Wonder Woman's pupils constricted slightly upon seeing the strange changes occurring on Clark.

What does that mean?

After fighting for so long, there's a second form?

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Her battle instincts, honed through years of experience, also made her sense an extremely dangerous aura.

Diana frowned, watching Clark approach step by step, and took out the Rope of Truth, concentrating intently.

However, just as the Lasso of Truth was about to be swung, and the heat vision was building to its peak, ready to explode at any moment...

A piercing metallic tearing sound suddenly shattered the tense silence of the battlefield.

Above the two men, the Hawkman's private helicopter, which had been hovering at the edge of the clouds, was now tumbling and crashing out of control, trailing thick smoke and orange flames.

The backup hydraulic system failed at a critical moment, and the left wing was destroyed in an explosion, turning the aircraft, which was barely able to stay aloft, into a pile of metal.

The icy air surged into the cabin through the cracked deck.

Even from a great distance, you could hear screams and cries for help coming from inside the cabin.

Just then, a hurricane suddenly swept by.

The already out-of-control helicopter was completely flipped over like a piece of burnt bread.

The hatch creaked twice and then broke off, disappearing instantly into the gale, its whereabouts unknown.

Moreover, this strange hurricane seemed to have its eye on the helicopter.

After the hatch disappeared, the tail section was next.

It looked as if it had been gripped tightly by a pair of invisible, large hands.

The solid steel sheet, cast as one piece, was torn apart layer by layer, like the pages of an open book, which looked quite frightening.

"Fuck you, you said you could withstand a level 16 gale, you son of a bitch, you dare to lie to me. When we get back, I'll make sure you go bankrupt."

Hawkman's angry curses carried far on the cold wind.

He is a figure in the DC Universe whose wealth is on par with that of Batman.

Carter Hall is absolutely capable of that.

Of course, survival is the priority right now.

Without the full set of Hawkman wings made from Ninth Metal, he had no time to care about anything else at the moment.

And because this hurricane came so suddenly.

Before anyone could even put on their parachutes, they were swept away by the out-of-control plane.

Beth and Rick immediately rolled their eyes and fainted.

The whirlwind girl exerted all her strength to activate her abilities, and the howling wind around her transformed into a visible vortex that lifted her teammates as they fell.

However, the aircraft disintegrated at a speed far exceeding her load limit.

The remaining team members plummeted to the ground like kites with broken strings.

At an altitude of several thousand meters, even if the sea is below, the pressure generated is enough to turn a person into a puddle of American spicy meat sauce.

The cries for help were immediately shattered by the rapidly falling debris of the plane.

Clark frowned, the dangerous red light in his eyes slowly fading.

Without the slightest hesitation, and without giving Wonder Woman any time to react.

His legs were taut, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, creating a deep pit. Amidst the radiating explosions of soil and rubble, he was propelled into the pit like a cannonball.

It precisely intercepted two falling team members in mid-air, then slammed them to the ground, its steel body steadily absorbing the enormous impact.

A strange glint flashed in Wonder Woman's eyes, and she moved at the same time.

She swung the Lasso of Truth to the side, and as golden light swirled, it wrapped around Yolanda, while her other hand gripped Rick's back.

Fortunately, no one was injured.

Only Hawkman and Courtney seem to be the unluckiest.

During their fall, several screws hit them on the head, leaving them bruised and swollen with several large bumps on their heads.

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"Thanks to you, brother!"

The Atom Crusher swallowed hard, his face still showing lingering fear, and offered Clark a heartfelt thank you.

Although he has a strong ability to recover, if he were to be smashed into a pulp, he would still be doomed.

Although he can increase his size many times over by manipulating his molecular structure, increasing the interatomic distance, and simultaneously increasing his mass, he can only grow to a dozen meters at most.

This will cause his weight, strength, and defensive capabilities to increase exponentially.

But the final outcome won't change anything; it will become an even bigger puddle of American hot sauce.

"I think you are a good person, and Ms. Diana is wrong."

Alter lowered his voice and said.

"Thank you. As you said, I've always considered myself a good person."

After confirming that the other party was firmly on their feet, Clark smiled helplessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Superman looked at Wonder Woman, who was comforting the other team members not far away.

Seemingly sensing Clark's gaze, Wonder Woman also looked over.

However, compared to the former's silence, Diana's expression was noticeably strange.

However, such emotions should not appear on the face of an invincible female warrior.

But in fact, she did feel something was strange.

In the future that Kent glimpses through the Naboo helmet.

This person was clearly standing next to Lucas, and was Lucas's most powerful right-hand man.

Beneath the black armor, his gaze was cold.

Beneath his feet lay mountains of corpses and seas of blood; the most radiant gods were obliterated because of him. Shattered planetary debris swirled around him, and in the boundless darkness of space, the light of lost authority flickered like stars about to be extinguished.

But she had just witnessed Fang rushing to save people without regard for his own safety.

This subconscious behavior indicates that the other person feels this way from the bottom of their heart.

The other party is clearly a kind and righteous person.

Such a force is itself the greatest constraint.

What happened in between that caused such a dramatic change in the other person's personality?

Or is the future that Kent saw not actually accurate?

But fate cannot be wrong.

There can only be one reason: it's all because of Lucas.

It was the other party who caused this young man from a small town to undergo a complete personality change.

After a long silence, Wonder Woman walked up to Clark and said, "Clark, I think I should apologize to you."

Diana pursed her lips and continued, "I wronged you. What I mean is, I've always believed myself to be the embodiment of truth, never blinded by prejudice. But most of the time, I haven't been able to do that, and I have to learn to admit that."

"That way, a battle that should never have happened can be avoided."

Wonder Woman extended her hand, her tone incredibly sincere.

"Although I think what you just did was very impolite, to be honest, I still intend to forgive you."

Seeing Wonder Woman's outstretched hand, Clark shrugged and accepted her apology: "My father often taught me that true strength is not about never making mistakes, but about having the courage to admit them."

True kindness is not about ignoring hurt, but about still believing in the light within someone after being misunderstood.

"Your father was a qualified guide, possessing the most precious wisdom in the world, and a philosopher who truly understood what kindness and strength are."

"To be honest, you and Lucas are completely different. You received the same education, but your brother is ruthless and ambitious. Perhaps you should distance yourself from him."

Wonder Woman said.

Although she didn't have much contact with Lucas.

Moreover, they only exchanged a few words from beginning to end.

But even with limited contact, she could clearly sense that he was completely different from her humble, polite, and kind younger brother.

The other party is someone who treats ambition as a belief and cruelty as a necessary price to pay.

Of course, there's nothing inherently wrong with that.

After all, the world has never been simply black and white.

Like her, she has witnessed countless involuntary choices amidst the flames of war, and those burdened with heavy responsibilities are even more inevitably caught in the crossfire.

It will involve venturing into gray areas.

But she clearly sensed that Lucas's politeness was not feigned, but rather a kind of condescending acceptance.

The opponent's strength does not come from muscles or energy, but from an absolute and unwavering belief in their own path.

Even if they were standing on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the other party would not even blink.

In some ways, the other person is somewhat similar to Ares.

It has an extremely clear goal!

Extremely powerful force!

And souls that refuse to be bound by any external forces!

The difference is that Ares is a god.

Deities can be bound by faith and restrained by divine power.

But Lucas could only be restrained by his own morality and inner self.

"Excuse me, are you familiar with Lucas?"

Clark couldn't help but speak up.

"Actually, we only met once and exchanged less than ten sentences."

Wonder Woman answered honestly.

"Ms. Diana, on what basis do you define a person so easily and simply?"

Clark's tone clearly indicated his disagreement.

He didn't want anyone to misinterpret or make arbitrary judgments about his older brother, even if some of his points were correct, but Lucas certainly had his own reasons.

Wonder Woman shook her head: "Clark, what I see is far more far-reaching and more real than what appears on the surface."

"It is the future, it is destiny."

"In countless possible outcomes, I have seen gentle people fall into darkness, and I have seen indifferent people hold fast to their true selves."

Your brother Lucas is completely different from all the good, lawful heroes.

He had no worldly rules or frameworks of good and evil in his heart; he had his own set of principles.

Having your own standards is never a mistake!

Clark immediately retorted: "The world is not black and white. Many people live in the light, but are just as selfish and narrow-minded behind the scenes."

"I never said he was a bad person."

"I never deny the ambition of the strong, and I also understand that being too kind and gentle makes it impossible to gain a foothold or protect everything one wants."

But what's truly terrifying is not ambition, but unrestrained power and an unchecked obsession.

There are no rules or forces in this world that can bind your brother.

His only constraint was his own conscience.

Wonder Woman looked directly at Clark: "You should understand what I mean."

Clark paused for a moment, recalling some past events, but still stubbornly said, "Even so, you shouldn't presume to judge Lucas's future without knowing anything about him. You don't even know what he's been through, or why he's become so cautious and cold."

Regardless of what others think of Lucas, to Clark, he is family, the brother who once saved him at a crucial moment.

Upon hearing this, a knowing glint flashed in Wonder Woman's eyes.

Clark was indeed influenced by Lucas.

It seems to be quite deep right now.

She had to correct the other person's beliefs in time.

"I have to admit that the bond between you brothers is far greater than I imagined."

You trusted and protected him from beginning to end.

I think even if the whole world looks at Lucas with scrutiny and suspicion, you would probably stand firmly on his side.

"But that's precisely why I hope you can guide your brother—"

Clark was about to continue speaking.

A deep, cold voice suddenly rang out in mid-air.

This interrupted their conversation.

"Ms. Diana, you're playing with fire!"

Wonder Woman immediately looked up.

Lucas, clad in shadow armor, was seen hovering in mid-air.

His gaze swept lightly across the ground and over everyone present.

When I looked at Hawkman, his expression was clearly abnormal, and he clenched his fists.

Ultimately, Lucas's gaze settled on Wonder Woman.

This audacious woman actually dared to seduce his superhero brother!

"You've finally appeared."

Wonder Woman looked at Lucas in mid-air and spoke calmly.

"Stop with your rhetoric. Your arrogance and superfluity are on full display right now, Ms. Diana. Are all women on Paradise Island this haughty and conceited?"

Lucas sneered.

Wonder Woman narrowed her eyes slightly.

The other party actually knew my background!

This immediately made her cautious.

A supervillain who dares to oppose the authorities might also covet the prosperity of Paradise Island.

"I'm just trying to prevent a good person from going astray," Diana said, shaking her head.