Just arrived at Marvel, the system rewards the Man of Steel

And Ancient One actually agreed.

"You have a strong will."

“But remember, power is not a goal, it is a responsibility.”

Ancient One's words seemed to still echo in his ears.

He studied very seriously, not missing any details.

And Ancient One also paid special attention to him, and even personally taught him how to master the most difficult spells.

Time passed quickly, and he was about to finish his studies and leave. Ancient One stood on the steps of the sanctuary, watching him go away with expectation in his eyes.

From that time on, he secretly vowed that after rescuing his mother, he would change the world!

Back in the kingdom, he combined magic and technology to create this armor powerful enough to give him a fighting force against demons!

"I should have been a hero."

In the wind and snow, his voice was filled with a hint of self-mockery.

But fate is always ironic.

He revitalized the country, but ultimately went down another path.

Those heroes who claimed to be righteous ended up standing against him.

"am I wrong?"

He looked down at his armored palm, which still bore the marks of battle.

No, he is not wrong.

"I just did what had to be done."

The wind and snow were still raging, but his figure stood straight.

“Just like now.”

Chapter 256 The Great Plan

The wind and snow are still blowing, and the cold is biting.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and memories came flooding back like a tide, with the frustration and pain that he had buried deep inside resurfacing.

"Mephisto."

He whispered the name, his voice mixed with hatred and unwillingness.

At that time, he was already strong enough.

He found a way to hell and faced the demon lord who played with souls with anger and hope.

He firmly believed that he could bring his mother back! He believed in himself!

I also keep telling myself to hold on and I will definitely succeed!

He knew how terrifying Mephisto was, and even more so how obsessed the demon was with his mother's soul.

After all, her mother was a gypsy witch.

And her soul, pure and powerful, is the devil's favorite collection.

"I'm going to bring her back, no matter the cost."

He put on the strongest magical armor, and with carefully prepared spells and weapons, stepped into the flames of hell.

But reality dealt him a heavy blow.

His strength, his magic, everything he was proud of in the human world, seemed so ridiculous in front of the Lord of Hell.

Mephisto didn't even take the fight seriously, dismissing all his attacks with ease like a cat teasing a mouse.

"Is that all you have?"

The devil's laughter echoed across the scorched earth of hell, harsh and mocking.

"You don't even have the right to see her."

He didn't even get to see his mother before Mephisto waved him away and threw him back to the human world in a mess.

"No, it's impossible!"

He knelt on the ground, his armor shattered, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. But what hurt more than his body was the deep feeling of powerlessness.

He is not willing!

He really didn't want to give up, it was just a little bit, just a little bit!

He has worked so hard for so long!

Why! Why can't mortals kill gods?

Once, twice, three times, he kept trying, constantly looking for new ways.

Every failure made him crazier and more persistent.

Finally, after his numerous challenges, Mephisto seemed tired of the game and offered him a chance to negotiate.

"I choose to exchange my soul for my mother's freedom!"

He almost shouted these words, his voice hoarse and resolute.

But the devil's answer made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

"interesting!"

Mephisto smiled cruelly.

"Unfortunately, your mother doesn't want to go back."

"what?"

His mind went blank.

"She said..."

The demon imitated a gentle female voice, but its tone was full of malice.

"My child, do not cling to a life that is gone."

"You should live well."

He was stunned, he couldn't believe it!

He didn't believe it at all! This must be a lie from the devil!

Yes! This must be a lie from the devil!

He seemed to have found a reason and yelled wildly, trying to gain opportunity and comfort.

But Mephisto did not give him a chance to argue and banished him again with laughter.

After returning to Earth, he became even more paranoid.

"She's lying to me. A demon must be controlling her!"

His confidence was rekindled! He was determined to succeed!

He needs stronger power, the power to completely crush the devil!

He began to work hard for this goal, taking the initiative to learn various knowledge and come into contact with various powerful forces!

But whenever he tries to gain powerful strength, a group of self-proclaimed righteous superheroes will jump out to stop him.

"No, you can't do that! You'll lose control!"

"You'll destroy the world at this rate!"

They held high the banner of morality and sabotaged his plans time and time again.

"I just want to save my mother."

He stood in the wind and snow, his fists clenched and creaking under his armor.

"What's wrong with that?!"

The blizzard grew more intense, as if responding to his anger.

The wind and snow roared, and the ice crystals were like knives.

His armor was covered in frost and snow, but his gaze was colder than the wind.

He thought of his mother, the only person who understood him.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if he could hold his mother's hand.

"I will not give up."

His voice was firm and echoed through the blizzard.

He made up his mind, even though he was repeatedly obstructed by superheroes and teased by Mephisto.

He still won't stop.

He keeps looking for ways to become stronger and push his limits.

"I even saved the world."

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It was a crisis that no one knew about.

A monster from the Crimson Universe quietly invaded, unnoticed even by the superheroes who claimed to be its guardians.

It was he who, alone, infiltrated the dimensional rift and sealed it with a combination of magic and technology.

"I don't need their gratitude."

“I just need results.”

Then came the great battle and the decisive battle with those heroes.

He lost, yet he won.

He took over the body of the genius scientist and survived at the cost of having half of his face burned.

“It makes me stronger.”

He stroked his face, which was a fusion of metal and flesh. There was no regret in his eyes, only a deeper obsession.

He is just such a person, he is also a living person!

Then, the red space descended.

He saw the horrific scene of the two earths about to collide, and the hypocritical choices made by those heroes.

They said they had no choice, but they destroyed another world without hesitation.

How ironic.

After returning to Latveria, he sat on the throne and gazed at the starry sky outside the window.

If even they can’t be trusted.”

"Then I will save the world."

He began to secretly investigate the hidden power on Earth.

Ancient grimoires, lost technology, forbidden magic.

Every attempt was thwarted by the group of heroes.

"They will never understand..."

"Some sacrifices are necessary."

He didn't give up.

Dark magic? Forbidden knowledge? He was willing to pay any price to become stronger.

until that day.

He found the machine in the base of his old rival.

It was an inter-universe teleportation device.