American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 259 Walking with Death

Under the freezing cold.

A cold wind, carrying crystalline snowflakes, lashed against Clark's cheeks.

It's still that same glacial cold plain.

But unlike before, what should have been an endless expanse of white snow was now dotted with a few scarlet spots.

The body, slashed by the intense heat and heat vision, was split in two.

After being cut in half by the heat vision, these people were quickly frozen into crystal-clear ice cubes by the extreme cold temperature.

From a distance, they look like lifelike human-shaped ice sculptures, but what's even more terrifying are their expressions and cross-sectional wounds, which look incredibly cruel and horrifying.

"What happened here?"

Clark stared in shock at the gruesome deaths of these people.

The once flat ice field seemed to have been split in two by something, leaving deep ravines.

"It's simple, Clark."

Gino stared at the wounds of the dead.

"If you've ever tried to kill someone with heat vision, you'll know these guys died from heat vision."

Hearing the boy's words, Clark shrugged, his expression as unpleasant as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Gino is right."

Batman, who had just returned from the distant ice field, waved the instrument in his hand expressionlessly: "According to the equipment, those cracks in the ice field were melted by temperatures of thousands of degrees."

"Then the answer is probably obvious."

Gino turned his head and stared at one of the corpses.

After obtaining the dream power of the Dream God, he was able to see things that ordinary people could not see.

He walked toward one of the corpses, and the others, though puzzled, chose to follow Gino.

The boy stood beside the corpse.

In his field of vision, not far away stood a pale-skinned, black-haired girl wearing a gothic black dress, holding a small black parasol.

Those pale eyes stared intently at the corpse.

Under her gaze, wisps of silvery-white light slowly drifted out from the corpse.

Like white mist, they intertwined and gradually coalesced to form the gruesome image of the deceased's death.

"Where am I?"

The terrified soul looked around, clearly not yet accepting the fact that it was dead.

"You are dead."

The little girl with the black ponytail tilted her head slightly and gave the lost soul a sweet smile.

then.

The soul's initially panicked gaze gradually calmed, and it murmured the girl's words repeatedly.

he died.

The soul obediently stood up and stood behind the girl.

"Gino Luther".

The girl, holding a small parasol, turned around and gave Gino a medieval noblewoman's bow.

"die."

Gino returned the courtesy with the same gentlemanly greeting: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you too."

The two chatted like old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time.

But this scene appeared somewhat horrifying to Clark and the others.

"Who is he talking to!?"

Clark shuddered as he watched Gino seemingly muttering to himself into the empty air.

"This kind of situation is probably more common in Gotham City, right?" Diana stared at Batman with a similarly strange expression.

The serious Batman did not respond to the two. He simply stared into Gino’s eyes for a moment, then shook his head firmly and slowly, saying, “No, Gino is not insane. I know the eyes of a madman. I did not see madness in his eyes.”

Honestly, Batman breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Gino hadn't gone mad.

Although the plan to deal with Gino has been continuously improved, Batman can't think of any ability he has to stop a crazy Gino.

If that were to actually happen, it would be a catastrophe for this world, and even for the entire multiverse.

Hearing Batman's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Clearly, Batman's words, as the Joker's "partner," still carried authority.

"I'm more inclined to believe that he actually encountered some kind of rule or regulation."

As expected of the calm and collected Batman, he easily deduced the whole story.

At this moment, Gino was unaware that he had been deemed insane by the members of the Justice League.

He is talking to death.

As the rule governing life in the Endless Family, Death's task is to guide the departed souls to a new reincarnation.

That is why she was able to know the circumstances of the deceased's death.

As the second son of the Infinity Family, Death and Sandman Daniel actually have a pretty good relationship.

Even Death was willing to talk to Gino, who had helped her brother.

"I'm glad you helped Daniel resolve the issues in his dream."

"We're all buddies." Gino smiled, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant, but his words clearly brought them closer together.

Some might say that the Endless Family has no feelings, but Gino feels that these guys do have feelings, but most of those feelings are suppressed under the weight of duty.

"People are dying every moment, I'll be very busy, so if you want to ask me anything, I can tell you."

Death gave Gino a gentle smile.

But paired with those pure white eyeballs, it only looks terrifying.

"How did these people die?"

Gino stopped beating around the bush and got straight to the point.

"Killed by a monster."

Death calmly revealed the answer: "A monster with gray-black skin, unable to return to death, killed them."

After saying this, the girl gave Gino a slight bow: "Excuse me, I must go on a journey to fulfill my new duties."

Death has vanished.

It's like a gust of wind, or like a cloud.

She quietly left this snowfield, taking with her all the souls on this icy plain.

Death is gone.

Gino turned around to look at his comrades, only to find them staring at him with strange expressions.

Diana's eyes were full of concern, Clark hesitated to speak, and Batman stared into Gino's eyes again and again, as if trying to confirm something.

Faced with the bizarre looks from the crowd, Gino sighed helplessly and threatened, "I guarantee that if anyone dares to look at me like that, they'll have nightmares tonight."

Upon hearing this, everyone stopped looking at him strangely and calmed down.

After all, nobody wants to experience the pain of having nightmares at night, especially someone like Gino who's actually quite cunning.

Seeing that everyone had stopped looking at him strangely, Gino got down to business: "We've found out that the monster that General Zod created grew out of the outpost and escaped."

"It killed these unfortunate bastards here."

"Where did it go now?"

Hearing Clark's question, Gino helplessly pointed to the indented footprints on the snowfield that looked like those left by Bigfoot and said, "I think, judging from these footprints, it will head to our free America where we shoot every day."

(End of this chapter)