What's wrong with Superman's son wanting to be Superman?

However, having been separated from his ape-man identity for too long, he ultimately lacked the talent for wielding a stick. After hitting himself on the head several times until it was red and tingling, Ian looked up at the temporarily malfunctioning Ultron in the distance.

"What are you looking at! What are you looking at!" Ian's wings of light burst forth with dazzling light, his speed instantly soaring, leaving a long white-gold tail as he charged toward Ultron!

He used the Black Death Sword in his hand with absolutely no swordsmanship skills.

They just started smashing things indiscriminately!

"Damn it!"

Now it's Ultron's turn to be turned into a neutrino, and then "resurrected" with the help of a reality modifier. He's also a cheater, so it's not easy to truly destroy him.

"What the hell are you?!" Ultron snapped out of his shock and immediately attempted a spatial jump to dodge. But Ian's speed, enhanced by his Wings of Light, was ridiculously fast.

His attacks were completely unconventional.

There is no order at all.

Even he himself didn't know what to do.

It was as if their hands had extra thoughts.

This is something even Ultron found difficult to calculate.

"Damn it! He's a lunatic!"

Ultron knew very well what was most chaotic. In fact, he wasn't afraid of ordinary psychopaths. He could also forcibly calculate psychopaths at the single-universe level and the multiverse level.

However, Ian in front of him had clearly briefly become an all-rounder, which had already seriously affected Ultron's information gathering and processing. Ian's "swordsmanship" further increased the difficulty of analysis.

For a moment, Ultron had no other choice but to use one of Marvel's Nine Secrets – the Escape Technique, which is what normal people would call a frantic escape.

"The power that OAA gave you? I don't believe your body can withstand it!" Ultron was also a respectable person. Even while being chased and running for his life, he didn't forget to show off and make tough remarks. In this void, without up, down, left, right, or any material obstacles, the two beings engaged in an extremely bizarre chase.

Ultron constantly used the power of the Heart of the Universe for rule-based defense and evasion, occasionally attempting to distort Ian's attack paths with the Reality Controller, but with little success—Ian's energy attributes were too "unorthodox," significantly reducing the effectiveness of many rules against him. Ian, on the other hand, relied entirely on the extreme speed of the "Wings of Light" and the relentless pursuit with the White Death Sword.

Is your body unable to take it?

Isn't that a wonderful story?

Berserker Experience +449

Berserker Experience +337

Berserker Experience +431

……

Ian is getting stronger with each battle.

Severe cracks in his body were considered minor issues for him, not even requiring medical insurance. If this scene were witnessed by outsiders, it would be enough to shock even the gods.

In fact.

The four cosmic deities watching this situation are actually in this state right now.

In that supreme realm beyond time and space, beyond dimensions, where only the rules of the universe themselves can manifest, several abstract entities from the Marvel Universe—Death, Eternity, Oblivion, and Infinity—are quietly "watching" the outrageous battle taking place in absolute nothingness.

Even these supreme deities, who were accustomed to the birth and death of the universe and the rise and fall of dimensions, now clearly showed the manifestation of the emotion called "shock" on their usually calm "faces".

"That's not the power of the big boss."

The infinite, graceful body composed of countless galaxies rippled slightly.

Her voice carried an unprecedented sense of confusion.

Annihilation, the existence that represents ultimate nothingness, seemed to freeze for a moment even as the all-consuming darkness around it said: "No matter what, he was the big boss who hid things away back then."

"I think... perhaps this is his potential?"

When he uttered those words, even Annihilation seemed somewhat skeptical. Eternity, the aggregate of all timelines, fell silent in response.

After a long time.

“This battle is beyond our control. If we lead them there, we will know exactly where he hid the OAA.”

Ultimately, Eternity made the decision and issued the order.

His arm, formed by timelines, was slightly raised, and the invisible power of rules began to stir the "flow" in absolute nothingness, as if creating an invisible gravitational current.

Death observes the eternal act.

No objection.

It also joined the plan along with other entities.

Although even cosmic deities are no match for omnipotence, subtle effects can still occur, since both omnipotent beings on the battlefield are disabled individuals who rely on external forces.

“Ian Kent…” Death’s gaze never left Ian, and her essence seemed somewhat uneasy, and this unease was becoming increasingly clear.

Nobody knows why.

……

Just as Ian and Ultron were engaged in a bizarre chase in the void at the edge of the Marvel Universe.

In the distant DC Universe, on Earth, in Los Angeles.

In front of the ruins, still billowing smoke from a recent fire, police lights flashed. A police car, speeding from a distance and estimated to be 100% over the speed limit, came to a stop.

Then, Officer Chloe Decker got out of the driver's seat, her brow furrowed as she looked at the horrific scene before her. The passenger door opened, and Lucifer Morningstar stepped out, impeccably dressed in an expensive bespoke suit, his usual charmingly cynical smile on his face.

“So…” Chloe pointed to the sky, where a faint, unusual halo of light still lingered despite the daylight, her tone filled with deep doubt, “You want to convince me that the blinding light in the sky just now was really just some distant planet that Earthlings blew up?”

Although she is a police officer, she is also a high-achieving student who attended a respectable university. Even if you asked her to lose her mind, she would never believe such an absurd claim.

Lucifer shrugged, his expression utterly "sincere": "Of course, you know me so well, you should already know that I'm the type of person who never lies."

"Believe me, the guys on that planet were in big trouble. Boom! They were all blown to bits." He even made an explosion gesture to match.

Chloe rolled her eyes, clearly not believing a word he said, but too lazy to argue with him any further, she turned and walked toward the cordoned-off fire scene.

"I also have video footage, do you want to see it?"

Lucifer shrugged and followed leisurely behind her.

Upon entering the building, which was reduced to a charred frame, a pungent smell of burning flesh and some kind of charred meat assaulted the senses. On the ground, corpses covered with white sheets lay in a row.

There were dozens of them.

Lucifer casually pointed at the corpses.

“Yes, those aliens probably ended up like that.” Lucifer used the corpses at the crime scene as a metaphor, his tone as casual as if he were commenting on last night’s opera.

Chloe glared at him fiercely: "Lucifer! Can't you show some respect for the dead?"

Lucifer smiled dismissively and looked around.

“I’m afraid they can’t feel respected anymore. Can anyone smell the barbecue? It smells so good.” He began to wander around the burned ruins, touching this and looking at that, even picking up a deformed plastic cup and curiously smelling the suspicious liquid left inside.

Chloe ignored him and got to work. She crouched down and asked a female medical examiner who was examining a body, "Can you determine the cause of death?"

The female forensic doctor looked up, adjusted her glasses, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Darling, has spending too much time with Lucifer caused problems with the part of your brain that's affecting your eyesight?"

"These people were obviously burned to death."

She pointed to the charred state of the body.

Chloe was a little embarrassed: "Of course I can tell they were burned to death... I was asking if there were any signs of arson? Like accelerants or something?"

The female forensic pathologist shrugged: "You'll have to ask the guys who did the on-site investigation. I'm just a forensic pathologist, and all I can tell you is that these poor people didn't have any obvious signs of struggle or other signs of murder before they were burned to death. It's more like... they were burned while they were asleep."

Hear the words.

Chloe frowned.

"A group of people sleeping in a place like this?"

She couldn't quite imagine what this group of people were doing here.

Just then, a "pfft" came from the side, as if Lucifer had spat something out but then swallowed it back down. He was holding the charred plastic cup, wiping his mouth with a strange expression. "Oh, damn it, I thought it was some good wine they opened at their party tonight!"

"It tastes awful. I bet there's more than one dose of AIDS in this... Ugh, ugh, ugh." Lucifer's words seemed to inadvertently give Chloe a hint.

"Have a party, then drink something you shouldn't have, and lose your ability to escape?" Chloe was often inspired by Lucifer's casual remarks.

This is also the main reason why she keeps Lucifer by her side as an advisor.

“If you ask me, these people might have committed suicide. You may not know... Recently, many people have been spreading the word that the apocalypse has arrived, and the number of people who like to team up to ‘ascend to heaven’ is definitely beyond your imagination.” Lucifer threw down his cup, walked to Chloe’s side, and made his judgment based on the charred corpses scattered on the ground.

as always.

Absurd and bizarre.

A mocking smile appeared on his face. "Tsk tsk, thinking they can go to heaven after they die? Dream on. They're probably all lining up at the gates of my territory right now to get their numbers."

Chloe was utterly exasperated by his rhetoric. She sighed, "Lucifer, when will you finally stop playing this childish game of 'you are the King of Hell' with me?"

Lucifer turned to face her, his nonchalant expression softening slightly. His deep eyes gazed at her, his voice low and magnetic.

“When you truly believe in me, Chloe.”

He really is a hopeless romantic, truly. Perhaps the original sin of so many hopeless romantics on Earth can really be blamed on this Lord of Hell.

"Want to see who blinks first? I've never lost this game."

Lucifer gave a wicked smile.

"..."

Chloe, as is customary, could only remain silent.

The two stared at each other, a complex tension filling the air.

Chloe thought that this time it would be the same as usual, and she would eventually choose to look away helplessly, ending this meaningless stalemate.

however.

To her surprise,

Lucifer's expression suddenly changed!

The smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely rare expression that mixed shock, confusion, and even a hint of... excitement.

"No, is this correct?!?"

Lucifer suddenly raised his head, as if he could see through the scorched roof to the endless sky, or as if he could sense something happening in some unknowable place beyond the universe.

"Damn it! You stole my account too!!"