Chapter 1347 Fiora

"Fiora?"

Looking at the beautiful figure standing on the glass of the command room, the figure is tall and strong, with a kind of sonorous rose, independent and firm will, and the half black cape hanging behind it reminds Hale of the ambiguous time with Fiora when he was trained under General Zod during the Krypton period.

But at that time, Hale had great ambitions, and Fiora also had the responsibility to shoulder the fate of the family. The two did not end up together, but worked hard for their own future.

And Hale already knew Fiora's fate.

Fiora's family has been the adjutant of General Zod's family for generations. The most outstanding Fiora of this generation became General Zod's adjutant. It was impossible for her to rely on love to get together with Hale at that time.

Love is not as good as the family responsibility that Fiora shoulders, nor is it as good as Hale's ambition to become the leader of the Kryptonian underground army at that time and intend to save Krypton.

In this world, there are always ambitions that are more worth pursuing than love.

Until Fiora was judged by the Kryptonian Council as following General Zod to rebel against Krypton and became a criminal, and was sent to the Phantom Zone, that was the last time Hale saw Fiora. She was still graceful and strong, but she was teleported to the Phantom Zone after just one last look at Hale.

Now that I think about it, in the few short meetings with Fiora, the two of them fell in love with each other, and there was a sense of tacit understanding and unusual harmony, which made people feel that they were a match made in heaven.

No wonder Kalu always joked about himself and Fiora, Hale finally knew it.

He should have been with this woman made in heaven.

Fiora turned around, and the black tattered cloak was thrown back in a sassy manner. Her movements were neat and powerful, but her face was decayed and dry, and half of her cheek was rotten to the point that her teeth could be seen. Only her eyes were red, and only the determination revealed by these firm and fearless eyes had not changed.

Seeing Hale, she threw up the tattered black cloak behind her, and rushed over with a fierce and murderous intention.

Hale stopped Zeus from coming forward, and stepped forward to face Fiora.

Time seemed to go back.

It seemed to go back to the time when Hale was still a young man, just graduated from college, came to the Academy of Sciences, went to General Zod's training ground for training, and met Fiora, who had just become General Zod's adjutant.

The two practiced in General Zod's training ground. Fiora's fists were powerful and her body was full of fighting weapons. She was the officer with the most outstanding close combat skills under General Zod, and even General Zod could not beat her in close combat.

Hale and Fiora had a few moves familiarly, and time seemed to pass them, returning to that memorable period when he was still ambiguous with Fiora.

After more than a hundred moves, Fiora put her right leg on Haier's shoulder, and then hooked her left leg on Haier's shoulder, and exerted force on her waist, trying to flip Haier in the air with the centripetal force.

Time finally matched Haier and Fiora's last training again, but Haier was moved by Fiora's move, and was flipped to the ground by Fiora, and his whole body was sore.

At this moment, Haier did not move, and Fiora had no way to shake herself. The light of time disappeared and returned to the present reality again.

Fiora saw that Haier, who was clamped, was stuck to the ground like an iron pillar, without any shaking at all. Then she let go of her legs, rolled on the ground to relieve the force, pressed one hand on the ground, raised her head, and her azure eyes showed a look of "as expected".

"Haier, I really didn't like the wrong person. You really have become an outstanding person. Now I am no longer your opponent." Fiora's azure eyes showed a look of "as expected", and a trace of regret.

As she spoke, she smiled, but the half-rotten smile revealed her dark teeth. She looked not beautiful at all, but hideous.

"You are indeed conscious. Fortunately, you are conscious. Long time no see, Fiora." Hale laughed, looking at Fiora with a bit of relief and happiness at seeing an old friend.

When fighting with Fiora in close combat just now, Hale had already felt that Fiora was conscious, unlike other soldiers of General Zod who would only become living dead.

At least, although Fiora's body now looks like a mummy and rotten, even her face is rotten, and her black teeth are exposed, but her consciousness is still there, which means she is not completely dead like others.

Although Fiora's body is so bad and hideous, just by looking at Fiora's eyes, Hale has seen that Fiora is still the same Fiora.

"Long time no see, Haer! Sorry, I look terrible, half of my face is rotten, and my teeth seem to have not been cleaned for a long time, they have turned black, and when I speak more vigorously, black dust and flatulence will come out."

Fiora said that her appearance was terrible, but she didn't look like she cared about her appearance at all.

She put her hands on her waist and grinned at Haer, looking very ferocious, but Haer looked at her, still looking like a smiling flower.

"I never knew you cared about your appearance. I still remember that you insisted on dragging me to the mud for training, and you didn't care when I accidentally rolled in shit."

Haier remembered something funny.

Fiora spared no effort in training Haier at that time. Haier could not enter the training ground of the military base, and there was no mud at Zod's training base.

Fiora found a place privately and set it up. It simulated the escape and handling methods of the worst environment. There was a place that looked like a mud pit, and the bottom layer was a cesspool. Fiora, who led by example, was covered with shit in her first demonstration.

Haier certainly could not watch such a terrible situation. She was so embarrassed that she clamped Haier and threw Haier into the mud pit.

As a result, both of them completed the very smelly training with shit on them.

This kind of thing later became a secret that the two could not tell others.

Speaking of this, Fiora glared at Haier a little angrily, and sprayed some dust and black smoke from her throat in a little excitement, "Shut up, bring this kind of thing to the day of my death!"

Fiora glared at him fiercely.

"Well, now that we have met you, it won't be difficult for us to recall your stupid things later. Now let's talk about business. Fiora, what's the matter with this Doomsday battleship? And where did General Zod go?" Hale spread his hands and then asked with a serious face.