Chapter 118 (Krypton) Lime Martial Saint, Reappears in the Arena

Alfred sat in the Batplane.

The waiting time is often the most torturous. The old butler knew very well that with the intensity of his little Bruce's participation in the battle now, it was far beyond the level of his ability to help.

——This made Alfred miss the time when he had the opportunity to operate the Batplane to spray herbicides.

He poured himself a cup of coffee and turned his head to look at the screen.

Just now, he had witnessed his Bruce defeat the female Kryptonian and save the two men and women who broke into the battlefield. At this time, his Bruce should return to the Batplane and continue to observe the battlefield safely with him until Superman wins...

With a puff, Alfred sprayed out all the coffee he had just drunk.

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Where are the people?

He threw the coffee cup aside and rushed in front of the display screen.

There was nothing on the top, no trace of Chen Tao, only a messy street and the female Kryptonian Fiora who was lying on the ground, wounded and unconscious.

"Penny One calling Batman."

Alfred walked to the communication channel and tapped twice: "Can you hear me?"

No one responded, which made Alfred a little anxious.

He stood up suddenly and walked to the back cabin without hesitation. There was a kryptonite reactor power armor stored there, and as long as he put it on, he could...

But he soon heard the Batcomputer informing him of Batman's return. He saw on the display that the other party was floating like Superman and returned to the plane directly from the parachute port under the Batplane.

This surprised the old butler.

He opened the door of the back cabin, then went down the steps, and then followed the ladder directly to the bottom floor, which served as both a parachute platform and a storage room.

Then he immediately saw the pair of pointed ears.

"Bruce, why don't you reply to me... Oh, God!"

Alfred saw that his little Bruce's face under the mask turned pale, full of all kinds of bumpy and ugly bumps, not like a human at all. He held a piece of kryptonite removed from the short spear in his hand, and then crushed it into powder with a snap.

The kryptonite spears and knives that were originally stored here had been crushed into powder by his bare hands, and they were all carefully placed in a lead box. Alfred looked at the chest of the kryptonite reactor power armor behind him. Oh, fortunately that thing was not dismantled, Bruce was still a little rational-

What the hell!

Alfred saw his Bruce destroying his secret weapon crazily, and while destroying it, he sang foolishly:

"Baked gluten~baked gluten~my baked gluten~so good! Let you taste real lime! Different taste~"

Alfred didn't know how baked gluten was connected to lime.

But no matter what, this was definitely not a normal behavior.

He couldn't help but said anxiously: "What are you doing, Master Bruce, you..."

Chen Tao turned his head in a daze and saw the anxious expression on Alfred's face, so he waved his hand:

"It's not a big problem, don't panic!"

-He originally wanted to say this, but Bizarro's words were the opposite of normal people, so as soon as the words came out, they were automatically translated into the opposite by this Bizarro body:

"It's a big problem, there's no use panicking!"

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Alfred was shocked when he heard this. My little Bruce was completely crazy. He was speechless and worried about what to say.

Chen Tao also realized that he seemed to have said something sarcastic, but at this time his mind was a mess because of Bizarro. He was twisted and happy, his thinking was off the line and stupid, and he didn't care at all.

He stopped talking nonsense with Alfred, but directly operated the Batplane to open the parachute platform, carrying the small box of kryptonite powder, and also picked up two kryptonite smoke bombs that had been made, and a kryptonite dagger, and then opened the parachute platform of the Batplane, and flew away with a whoosh.

Alfred was left alone in the Batplane in a daze.

He turned his head to look at the kryptonite power armor, and the bat computer on it said: "It has been set, waiting for summons at any time."

On the other side.

"Huff huff huff..."

General Zod was breathing heavily. Although Kal-El didn't know fighting skills, his brute strength from being exposed to the yellow sun for decades was truly amazing. Even an elite warrior like him couldn't defeat the opponent in a short time.

But he and Ek joined forces and were able to suppress Kal steadily. Even if there was an occasional rebound, they could still suppress him in the end.

Before knowing the exact location of the Codex of Life, he needed Kal-El to be alive.

He was like a patient hunter who besieged Clark bit by bit, wearing away the opponent's last bit of physical strength bit by bit, and finally calmly took the crown of victory.

Clark's stench had less and less effect on him. Anyway, it was already stinky, and he was used to it.

If nothing unexpected happened, the balance of the battle would soon...

Then General Zod heard a rumble, and Chen Tao flew over crookedly, head down, and landed upside down like a superhero, with his head stuck into the asphalt road.

"Bizarro feels happy." (Angry)

Chen Tao couldn't help but speak sarcastically, and then looked up and saw General Zod, Big Ek, and Clark Kent stopped and stared at him blankly.

"What's going on?"

General Zod frowned. He had just seen the other party fall from the sky with his own eyes, but now he was unharmed.

And that flying method was exactly the same as Kal-El's flying movements.

The pale, twisted skin with high and low bumps, and the cold, chaotic and ferocious eyes hidden under the mask, like a beast, undoubtedly announced to everyone that he was not human.

Such a strong enemy suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, and the fight could not go on for the time being.

Zod signaled his adjutant, the big guy Ek, with his eyes, so the loyal adjutant immediately stepped forward and asked:

"Are you also a Kryptonian?"

The weirdo with the bat mask did not answer him.

"You look like a compatriot."

Getting closer to the other party, Ek felt the biological position of the other party, and was somewhat certain of his and General Zod's judgment.

"When did you come to Earth? You won't be like Carl..."

Poor Ek didn't realize what he was facing.

Then he pinched the mask and made a strange posture similar to the sword-drawing slash.

"What are you doing?"

Ek took two steps forward.

Then, at a high speed close to supersonic speed, Chen Tao took out a handful of kryptonite powder from the lead box on his waist and raised his hand to throw it over.

Ek was caught off guard, but he still raised his hands and closed his eyes in time.

Don't worry too much, no matter what obstructs vision or poison, it will be blocked by his biological position...

Then he took a big breath of kryptonite powder, because he just opened his mouth to speak, and the smoke coming at supersonic speed even poured directly into his mouth.

Ike let out a dying howl similar to that of a rooster, then covered his neck, without bending his knees, and fell straight down like he had died suddenly, making a muffled thud on the ground.

General Zod:!

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Lex Luthor sat on the sofa in his old house, protected by a circle of light blue light waves, surrounded by holographic images of congressmen and other dignitaries.

"Immature parasitic demons are a very dangerous life form."

He said: "Due to their unstable life structure and energy properties, they will frantically pursue all energy. The larger and more brilliant the energy burst, the more these beasts will frantically approach and suck it desperately like hounds seeing meat.

He spread his hands: "And this absorption is at all costs. Even if they burst themselves, they will take a few more bites before they die."

"According to my research, for these parasitic demons, they are always in a state of intense hunger and will never be satisfied. In order to maintain this biological instinct, their brains-"

Luther pointed to his bald head: "It dissolved at the moment of completion of the transformation. A creature that only needs to eat does not need a useless accessory like a brain. This is the inevitable result of the transformation of human flesh and blood into a pure energy creature. At present, there is no way to solve this problem. "

"But this does not mean that these creatures will become harmless if there is no energy absorption. "

Luther said: "Energy is in every corner of our lives. As a medium-sized mammal, humans store a considerable amount of chemical energy."

"And as the most common creature on this planet, once the parasitic demons are released, they will definitely not mind finding a small piece of chemical energy to fill their stomachs if they don't find an energy meal. "

The congressmen and President Wilson were silent for a while.

Then someone asked:

"Do you mean that this group of parasitic demons are essentially a group of man-eating monsters?"

Luther nodded: "Indeed, and for now, there is no way to solve this uncontrollable drawback. We are stuck in a bottleneck, unless..."

Luther deliberately paused here, and then immediately some less experienced congressmen were induced by him and subconsciously followed:

"Unless, if there are more experimental materials to carry out..."

The congressman stopped talking halfway, because everyone present knew what the so-called experimental materials were, and these things could never be put on the table and talked about publicly.

Luther has created so many parasitic demons and has used countless living people for experiments. The key is to cast a wide net and make many trials and errors. The bodies of dead experimental subjects can be piled up into a mountain.

It has been such a situation, and more experimental subjects are needed?

Do you want to be exposed and cause demonstrations and riots across the country?

"So you have studied for a long time, but you only came up with a semi-finished product that can't be used in war?" A congressman immediately said sarcastically: "What's the use of you?"

Luther looked at him with a squinting eye and secretly made a note of him in his heart. Do you still think I'm a good thing?

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Then he said:

"I rebuilt the kryptonite reactor powered armor for General Ryan, and solved the problem of not being able to use more small kryptonite instead when there is not enough large kryptonite, and upgraded the entire machine comprehensively. This mecha should be driven by Sergeant John Coburn under Ryan now."

General Sam Ryan nodded and confirmed: "Yes, it is indeed much stronger than before."

"And I also said it." Luther said:

"I, Lex Luthor, am a true law-abiding citizen and will never release parasites that may harm innocent people."

He had a righteous expression on his face, and a congressman sneered.

Luthor classified another death star on his forehead, and then continued: "I know you may not believe me."

He looked at the circle of holographic images around him, and most people looked at him with suspicion. Luther continued:

"I admit that some of my methods in the early years may not be so formal, but now I will only do what I should do."

Luther said:

"Therefore, a few days ago, when I found that the development of the parasitic demons had stagnated, I decisively transferred all the parasitic demons to Lord Ryan. Now they are all out of my control."

General Ryan said: "And I have placed these little monsters in the military base for layer-by-layer protection, so nothing will go wrong."

Lord Wilson nodded. He said: "Since everyone agrees that the danger of the parasite is too great and it is not yet enough to be used in the war, let's put this matter aside for now."

He turned to Ryan and said: "Sir Ryan, I hope Sergeant John can immediately drive the kryptonite power armor and let the aliens who are now wreaking havoc on our land have a taste of power. Can you do it?"

"Yes, Sir Wilson!"

"... In the next meeting, we will discuss the follow-up response to the aliens and the high-end technology that the other party may have... How to control the aliens..."

A few dozen minutes later.

Luther turned off the holographic image, lowered his head, hiding half of his face in the shadow, turned his head and said to the back:

"Manchester Black. Did you hear what I told them? I ask you to be ready at any time."

"Of course, my dearest boss Lex." A voice came from the shadow behind his sofa. A purple-haired man sat on another sofa in Luther's old house, crossed his legs, and wore a shirt with a Union Jack.

"But to be honest, boss. You have already hired me, but you still maintain that shielding attitude in front of me. Isn't it a bit too much?"

"I don't want to be stupid enough to be deceived by the false illusions you weave in your mind." Luther said:

"Be prepared."

"Okay, okay." Blake saw that he was so serious and he leaned back on the sofa: "So, when do you need me to work?"

"I have already handed all the parasites to Ryan."

Luther told him: "Now just wait."

He squinted his eyes, and his bald head flashed white light under the light: "Wait for things to develop in the direction I expect."