Chapter 438 Clark Surrenders to Zod for Azu

"No!"

Looking at the words "Kal El, you can't escape" on the phone, Clark suddenly became confused.

Since the other party knows that Azu is pretending to be him, it is very likely that Azu has been exposed and may even be in danger.

At this time, Clark had arrived near the Nevada Military Base.

But he was a step late, and when he arrived, Azu had already followed General Zod's people onto the spacecraft.

"I gotta I gotta do something."

Thinking of the danger Azu might encounter, Clark put away his phone, muttering uneasily to himself and looking up at the same time.

The dazzling sunlight shone into his eyes, which gradually calmed him down.

If I can exchange myself for Azu's safety or the peace of the entire earth, then the choice I make next will be worth it.

Glancing in the direction of the farm, Clark activated his super speed and ran towards the North Pole.

The Arctic, the Fortress of Solitude.

The fortress, completely buried in ice, once again welcomed uninvited guests.

Clark soon ran from Nevada to the North Pole to return to the place that meant so much to him.

"Karl, you are finally here."

As soon as Clark entered, he heard the voice of Jor-El's artificial intelligence.

"I want to know, who is General Zod?"

After Clark entered the fortress, he panted slightly and asked straight to the point.

Jor Al was silent for a moment and said to him: "He is a complex person. In order to change the fate of the Kryptonians, he chose to launch a rebellion, but ultimately failed and was exiled to the Phantom Zone by the Council."

"Zod has been a strong warrior since he was a child, but because he was a baby born from the Central Book, he has the responsibility to protect Krypton in his bones."

Clark pondered for a while and asked him: "That means he is a good person?"

"Child, no character can be judged simply as good or bad. The complexity of this world cannot be distinguished by simple binary."

Jor Al's voice was full of vicissitudes of life, "He hopes to use his own way to save Krypton, but his genes determine that he will only repeat the same mistakes. No matter what he does, it will lead to the destruction of Krypton. Only by changing Krypton Only babies born naturally can get rid of the constraints of genes."

"It's you, you, Carl, you are the last hope, because you are the baby born naturally, you are the future of Kryptonians."

Jor Al's voice echoed in the Fortress of Solitude, "Without the Central Book, new Kryptonians cannot be born, and the civilization of Krypton cannot be continued, so Zod must find every possible means to find you."

"This is a battle you cannot escape, and it is your fate."

Clark listened to Jor Al's words, stretched out his hand to hold an ice crystal, and felt the cold air emanating from it.

After a while, he asked Jor-El: "Don't you agree with General Zod's approach?"

"Yeah, because he couldn't rebuild Krypton."

"Why?"

"Because of his birth, his thoughts are destined to be fixed. He will only choose to repeat the same mistakes to rebuild Krypton. His genes determine that he cannot easily change his thoughts. He has witnessed the glorious moment of Krypton. , also witnessed the destruction of Krypton, and in the end he will only follow the same path."

Jor-El explained to him that General Zod was doomed to repeat his fate of destruction.

"If I were him, I'm afraid I would also embark on this path of knowing that there is no hope, but still having no hesitation."

Clark said with a complicated expression.

He gently put the ice crystal down, sat down, and murmured in a low voice:

"When I was a kid, I always thought I was my godfather's child. I always doubted it because my godfather was as powerful as me. Later I found out that I was a Kryptonian. At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it because I didn't know what it meant to me. What are you wearing?”

Clark confided his inner thoughts to his nominal biological father, "I always left my life in pieces. I thought I was special enough, but now I know that maybe being special is not a good thing. It's The price is too heavy.”

Clark thought of the happy and carefree life he spent with Azu on the farm when he was a child.

When I first realized that I was different from others, I felt panic and fear. I was afraid that I would become the kind of mutated monster on TV.

Later, I discovered that my body was as special as Azu and Godfather. My heart was filled with surprises and expectations, and I found that sense of identity.

I have always been looking forward to becoming the kind of person my godfather hoped to be, an upright person to help more people in need.

But now he has realized that maybe his specialness will put more things on his shoulders. Not only to help others, but also to the life and death of many people.

There is no escaping this responsibility.

Clark raised his head, "I love my parents, I love my godfather, and Azu is also my family. No matter what happens, I will not let anything happen to them. For this, I am willing to do anything."

He said and stood up, holding the ice crystal he had put down again.

"Click"!

He inserted the long ice crystal into the console in the spacecraft, and the equipment in the spacecraft started immediately.

The sound of "buzzing" resounded throughout the fortress, and the electronic equipment also made the sound of starting up.

"I remember you said that this console is the switch of the Fortress of Solitude. As long as it is turned on, the ship will activate the signal. I believe General Zod will be able to capture the signal soon and rush here."

Clark said something that shocked Jor-El.

"Why?"

He asked Clark somewhat incomprehensibly: "Why did you take the initiative to surrender to Zod? You know that his purpose is the central book of your body."

"Because I want to save Azu."

At this time, Clark still didn't know that Azu had been sent to the phantom space by General Zod using the "Phantom Generator".

"You carry the Kryptonian hope, Carl."

"Compared with these, I care more about whether John is okay."

Jor Al was silent.

"Is the relationship between these humans on earth and you really so important? Karl."

Clark nodded, "Yes, it is more important than any existence."

Jor-El saw the signal being sent and was powerless to stop it. He wanted to change Clark's mind and let him leave, but found that he couldn't do it either.

After a moment, he said to Clark: "This is your choice. No matter what consequences it will lead to, I have no right to interfere. Carl, I have something for you."

Jor Al said he had something for Clark.

Clark followed his instructions and opened a sealed metal box in the Fortress of Solitude.

Opening the metal box and looking at a uniform inside, Clark was stunned.

"This is.?!"

"This is your uniform, which carries the hope of your family. Karl, you are now qualified to wear it and face your challenges."

Jor Al said that this is the uniform of the Al family.

Clark nodded and took out his clothes.

Looking at the "S" logo above, his expression became a little complicated.

This "S" represents hope, which the godfather drew on his chest on the rooftop during the football game.

Half an hour later.

A small black spaceship landed outside the Fortress of Solitude.

The hatch slowly opened, and General Zod and his men walked out.

He saw Clark standing outside the fortress, wearing a Superman uniform, with the "S" shining on his chest, and his red cape rustling in the wind behind his back.

"Kal El, you finally appeared. We crossed countless seas of stars and finally met."

General Zod walked over and looked at Clark, "You made a wise choice."

"How about Azu? I promise you will show up, but you have to let Azu go."

Clark didn't waste any words and directly stated his request to the other party.

General Zod did not hesitate, nodded and said: "Of course, as long as you follow us, we will release him immediately."

Although Azu had been exiled to the Phantom Zone by him, General Zod did not show any signs of strangeness.

Clark had no doubts, looked deeply at General Zod, and followed him onto the spacecraft.

In the huge spacecraft in lunar orbit, Clark followed General Zod into the main control room.

Looking at the environment inside the spacecraft, he asked General Zod: "Where is Azu?"

"Don't worry, you'll see him soon."

General Zod motioned for him to calm down.

Although Clark had some doubts, he could only follow the other person and continue walking forward.

On the platform in the main control room, General Zod walked to the huge transparent wall of the spacecraft and stared at the blue earth outside.

"You know, I've always been curious about what kind of relationship you have, and why you would choose to take risks for each other."

General Zod suddenly asked him.

"What?"

Clark suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The next moment, he felt dizzy.

An uncontrollable heaviness washed over him.

Clark rubbed his eyes and held his forehead, "I, I feel a little uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he couldn't control his body and fell to the ground.

Kneeling on the ground, Clark coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Your body has a reaction to Krypton's atmosphere and it makes you weak."

General Zod walked towards Clark who was kneeling on the ground.

"Karl, you have spent your whole life adapting to the earth's environment, but you cannot adapt to our own. This is really a great irony."

"Ahem.!"

Coughing, Clark asked the other party in a difficult tone: "Azu. Where is Azu?"

"He has been banished to the phantom space."

Zod lowered his head and looked down at him, "It seems that you have completely adapted to life on Earth, and you have an extremely deep relationship with the people here. Do you regard this place as your home? Carl."

Clark wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gasped, "This is my home, and it will be the home I protect with my life."