I, V, Gotham Legend

Killing all the aliens that invade the earth, from the perspective of earthlings alone, is a feat comparable to slaying a dragon and is undoubtedly a legendary feat.

"Zod is different from those two." Joe couldn't help but say.

"You mean he's very powerful?" Valerie understood what Joe meant. "I'm ready. After all, he's the big boss."

"No, I mean..." Joe considered his words and finally pulled up a screen in front of Valerie, "He was almost beaten to death."

Valerie was choked with anger and looked at the screen in surprise. It was a high-power zoomed aerial image.

"I've been keeping an eye on the battlefield below." A bitter smile could be heard in Joe's tone.

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The war situation on the sea has been basically under control, and the military has even launched fighter jets that they had been reluctant to use because the fleet was too dense.

Fighter jets shuttled between the fleets, bombing the clone army hiding in the sea at low altitude.

Seeing that there was basically no need for the support of machine reinforcements, Helena stopped the assembly line and changed the movement mode of the mass-produced robots, making rescuing soldiers who fell into the water the first combat goal.

Lois walked to the hole melted by Superman, found a place with good lighting, and after a simple adjustment, she set up the camera.

"The war situation is inevitable. With the joint efforts of superheroes and the military, the alien invasion was intercepted on the seashore."

As she spoke, Louise adjusted the camera so that the lens was pointed behind her and she could see the sky through the hole.

"You can see that there is only one spaceship left out of the three in the sky... This is the friendly force that joined later. In fact, all the enemy spaceships have been wiped out."

Louise looked at the images captured by the camera and explained them professionally.

"The focus of the war is now on Superman. The defeat of the invaders is inevitable, but the actions of Superman and others will determine the final casualties."

The camera is connected to the government network and broadcasts live with General Ryan's permission. It can be said that people all over the world are watching here now.

After briefly announcing the progress of the war to the outside world, Louise was ready to make some closing remarks, but through the images captured by the camera, a shot caught Louise's attention.

Regardless of the fact that the live broadcast was still going on, she put her eyes close to the small screen of the camera and slid her fingers to get closer to the camera.

A black shadow floated slowly, and it could barely be seen as half a human figure. Louise's heart skipped a beat.

She hurried over to the hole and looked up at the sky which had been dyed red by the setting sun.

Fiora's body fell from the sky and fell into the sea right in front of Louise, and her blood dyed a large area of ​​the sea surface red.

Louise couldn't see Fiora's face or body condition clearly, but she could still recognize the black tights.

Not long after Valerie flew the spaceship into space, the Kryptonian fell into the sea bleeding, which undoubtedly represented something important.

"She won! She defeated..." Louise turned around and shouted to Helena excitedly, but her excitement only lasted halfway before she noticed the camera that was still filming.

Louise quickly straightened her posture: "Although I don't know the details, the defeat of the Kryptonians who were powerful enough to destroy the entire army may mean that the outcome of the war is doomed..."

Louise got into the mood quickly, but Helena, who was still operating the equipment outside the camera, could already feel her excitement.

Helena breathed a sigh of relief, then puffed out her chest with pride.

Hearing the news of Miss V's victory, Helena felt as if she had won. She worked even harder.

However, just when the two finally relaxed, the aircraft carrier beneath their feet suddenly shook like an earthquake.

The sea outside the cave was still calm, but the dusk sky seemed to be spinning.

At this moment, on the deck of the South Boston, the soldiers of the clone corps and the army were frozen as if they were taking a halftime break. They stared blankly at the man in black who suddenly jumped from the sky onto the deck.

Zod, his body torn and his face scarred, stood on the edge of the deck, looking at the scarlet floating on the sea, his lips trembling as if he was about to roar.

But he didn't shout out anything in the end.

NO91. Central Treasure Book

Zod suddenly left the battlefield with the two aliens and ran to the South Boston. He stared at the sea in a daze, unable to accept the reality.

Superman and Martian Manhunter caught up and stood behind Zod, one on the left and one on the right.

The battle situation has been completely determined, but this time Superman did not try to persuade the enemy to surrender in vain. He understood that it was time to fight to the death.

"Fiora... She was one of the first subordinates to follow me." Zod seemed to want to pay his last respects to his teammates who died in the battle, but he stopped talking halfway, "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Zod straightened his shoulders again and glared back at his two enemies: "It's time to end this."

Whether it is Superman or Martian Manhunter, their physical abilities are much stronger than Zod's. The reason why Zod can fight them on equal terms is all due to hundreds of years of combat experience.

Even so, in a one-on-two situation, Zod still felt overwhelmed. His forehead was bleeding like sweat, and his eyes were wandering, but the focus underneath the cloudiness was like a person who was extremely sleepy and trying to regain his attention.

Seeing Zod's dazed yet resolute look, Superman and Martian Manhunter's muscles tensed.

Zod fought for his life to break out of the siege of the two men, but immediately jumped onto the aircraft carrier where a large crowd of people gathered, which in turn restricted the movements of the two heroes.

"Our people have fought to the end for survival, at least I must get the book." Zod breathed heavily, but his words were still fluent. "Just now, I suddenly realized something."

As a general of Krypton, Zod had observed the central codex that nurtured Krypton's life up close many times. At that time, he naturally thought that the codex should be an instrument that looked like a branch.

But just now, he watched Fiora's body fall into the sea, bleeding like other ordinary or common creatures. The amount of blood that dyed a large area red was enough to show her strong vitality when she was alive.

He originally thought that modern Kryptonians were the crystallization of technology and were correct creations that would never make mistakes.

But Fiora's blood seemed to remind him that even with highly advanced technology, Kryptonians are still living beings.

The core focus of the Central Codex is not technology or instruments, but genes, which carry the genes of the entire Krypton civilization.

"That ship in the sky... those ships can be destroyed with just a glare. How could a book that represents the entire Kryptonian civilization be kept in something like that?" Zod's brain seemed to connect a line. "The only thing that can protect the genes of all Kryptonians and the heritage of civilization is the hardest thing that ship can bring."

Zod stared at Superman with his cloudy eyes. Looking at the complicated look in the eyes of the Kryptonian general, Superman finally understood what he wanted to express.

"You are a naturally born baby? I almost believed it. You must have been undergoing genetic modification since you were in your mother's womb!" Zod twisted his neck and slowly approached Superman. "You are the Central Codex!"

Zod has figured out why his old scientist friend started a natural childbirth plan after realizing that the ignorant Kryptonians could not avoid destruction, and why he wanted to launch his son into space at the last moment before the destruction of his mother planet.

Like Zod, Joe also wants to revive Krypton on Earth, but the scientists' choice is to let the Kryptonian genes gradually integrate and become a part of the Earth.

The above is just Zod's guess, but after thinking about this, Zod himself suddenly realized that he knew Joe too well, so many of Joe's confusing behaviors could be explained.

"You must be... Just let me check your genes!" Zod widened his eyes and completely ignored the fact that he no longer had the spaceship and related instruments.

"No matter who I am, it has nothing to do with you. You have completely failed now." Superman sighed as he watched Zod gradually become more and more crazy.

Zod seemed not to have heard him. His cloudy eyes were full of bloodshot, completely different from the tired look not long ago. It was as if he was regaining his vitality: "No! I haven't lost yet! You are the treasure! As long as I get you... get your blood, I can revive Krypton!"

Zod finally didn't want to argue anymore. He half bent down, then crushed the deck under his feet and shot towards Superman like lightning.

The air was vibrating. At this moment, the only people on the entire battlefield who could clearly see Zod's movements were two aliens and someone who was spying on the place with a camera.

The Kryptonian general ignored Martian Manhunter, opened his mouth wide, and pounced on Superman.

Since Zod was only wearing a tights, he had nothing to draw blood with, so he decided to tear open Carl's body himself and verify his guess himself.

However, in reality, he currently had no means to verify it. Perhaps his purpose in tearing open the enemy's flesh was purer than the lofty reasons he said.

He wanted to kill this hateful enemy.

However, although his speed is still far beyond the dynamic vision of ordinary people, Zod, who is exhausted after being besieged by two powerful aliens, is no match for Superman.

Superman even had time to think for a moment, then he opened his hands and pushed out hard as Zod rushed in front of him.

This push was like an overwhelming tidal wave.

Zod flew backwards at a much faster speed than when he rushed over, rolled several times on the sea surface like a skipping stone, and finally sank to the bottom of the sea.

The sea returned to silence, even the sound of the waves seemed to have died down. Everyone was eagerly awaiting the outcome of the battle.

The water ripples that spread like sonic waves proved that Zod had indeed sunk into the sea. Superman kept pushing his arms out and paid close attention to the surrounding environment.

Those who were on the deck and had originally wanted to watch the alien fight, those who were ready to escape to avoid being affected, and those who were planning to kill a few more clones in the chaos all stopped what they were doing.

They stared at Superman blankly, as if waiting for something.

Even after Superman put away his stance, the terrifying black alien still did not appear.

Superman noticed the inquiring looks from the crowd. He was silent for a moment, then straightened his chest and said, "It's over!"

It was as if a taut line suddenly broke, and the soldiers on the deck fell to the ground in a disorderly manner.

Then, warm cheers rang out.

Superman looked at the excited crowd. He said nothing more and flew up slowly.

Martian Manhunter also flew up and caught up with Superman: "That man won't be solved just like that."

"Of course I know...the people who are going to deal with him have already gone." After flying to a height where no one could see his face clearly, Superman's usually sunny face turned gloomy.

The Martian Hunter understood something. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. Sure enough, he could no longer see the last trace of the Kryptonian spaceship.

"Did you hear her?" The Martian Hunter sighed, imitating the Earthlings.

The fear of fire affected the Martian Hunter's ability to perform, and he just barely recovered.

Superman's expression did not show happiness due to his victory, but Martian Manhunter could understand that. He could understand Superman's feelings very well.

"Don't think too much." Martian Manhunter counseled, "Live with the hope of all your people."

NO92. Not lost yet

Zod fell into the sea, the turbid water stirred his nerves, and the wounds that had been washed seemed to be torn further.

Because the clones were being eliminated quickly and efficiently, the sea water has become much quieter. Apart from the lucky ones who occasionally fall into the water, the only ones still struggling are the fish that didn't have time to leave to join in the fun.

His body could still move and his brain could still think, but his physical strength had been overdrawn and his injuries even affected his movements. However, Zod still tried his best to get back to normal.

He wanted to fly back to the sea and fight Carl again.

At this point Zod has realized that he is defeated, and no matter how hard he tries, it will be of no use, but he still stubbornly continues to fight.

Zod raised his arms and floated in the sea as if he was flying in the sky. The biological field surrounded his whole body again, protecting his body from further invasion by the sea water.

But at this moment, the originally quiet seabed with only a turbid surface was suddenly stirred up, and the swirling water with bubbles hit Zod's face.

The moving water in the sea was like a barrier, enveloping a slowly emerging shadow.

Zod said nothing. He watched in silence as a spaceship broke through the water and stopped in front of him like a submarine.

The spaceship slowly turned so that its side was facing Zod. Zod was very familiar with the layout of Kryptonian spaceships, and this was an invitation for him to get on board.

Without a moment's consideration, Zod's eyes lit up red, and he had no interest in boarding the spaceship.

The spacecraft also extended its gun barrel, but there was no sign of charging for fire.

The white bombardment came out without warning like a flashlight, brushing past Zod's face and shooting towards the sea.

Zod was stunned. He had seen this kind of bombardment many times when he was on Krypton. It was used by people who maintained the spacecraft to test the weapon system.

In the past, when he was a general fighting for the Kryptonian Senate, there was a man who liked to play with him like this with the test beams of the ship's weapons.

That year was peaceful. There was no doomsday and no intrigue. We were still colleagues fighting for our inherent responsibilities.

Memories washed away the madness that was devouring his heart due to unwillingness, the red light in Zod's eyes disappeared, he closed his eyes, and then slowly approached the Kryptonian spaceship.

Just as the automatic door for passengers was detected, the hull of the spacecraft opened as if it was disintegrating, and Zod swam into the cabin.

The sea water tried to flow into the spaceship, but was blocked by the biological structure. Zod walked through the sea water and into the spaceship, just like walking through the waterfall in front of the water curtain cave.

He walked silently in the corridor of the spacecraft, blood flowing from his wounds.

It wasn't until he walked to the door of the spaceship's cockpit that the closed door swung open and a familiar room appeared before his eyes.

A blue-haired woman sat at the operating table, with a familiar key card inserted next to her.

A light-blocking device was placed in front of Valerie. The material of the light-blocking device looked like leather, but Zod's years of combat experience made him instinctively feel that it was not simple.

"Who taught you to fire that shot?" Zod's voice was hoarse, and he tried his best to hide his fatigue, which could no longer be hidden.

Valerie raised her chin and pointed behind Zod, her palms always pressed on the light-blocking board beside her.

This is a device that can release a red sun, and it is also Valerie's obvious insurance measure against the Kryptonians.

Zod turned around following Valerie's instructions and saw a familiar man standing behind him without warning, scaring him so much that he almost punched him.

But he soon realized that it was just a projection, and his fist froze when he was about to swing it.

"Long time no see, Zod. I never thought that there would be a day when I could see you again." Joe's shadow said with melancholy.

"Joe... I didn't expect you were still alive." Zod exhaled heavily.

"To be exact, the one in front of you is just an AI that inherited my memory. The real me is dead." Joe suddenly frowned again, "You look the same."