Chapter 363 Zod: Encountering Bant by chance, but unable to defeat him despite all his efforts
"who are you?"
Inside the spaceship, Zod and the others looked at Bant with great hostility. As a Kryptonian warrior, fear was not in his genes. However, Bant's strange appearance and his unprovoked invasion of their spaceship still made them feel creepy.
Fiora's mind moved, and the armor on her body automatically transformed into combat mode. The black metal moved with a few creaking sounds. It looked thick yet light, not at all as bulky as Tony Stark's armor.
This brave female warrior had her legs slightly apart and her knees slightly bent, obviously ready for battle.
Her head was covered with some special translucent substance, as if a bubble head spell was cast.
Fighting on a spaceship is likely to cause damage to the spaceship. Even Kryptonians, without being strengthened by the yellow sun, cannot survive in outer space by relying on their physical bodies.
But it is completely different with this set of armor. The armor looks primitive, but it enables them to have the ability to fight in various extreme environments. Even if they are thrown into magma, they will not be damaged at all.
"He has control of the spacecraft." The staff looked at Zod with a little panic and said in a low voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the cabin of the spacecraft was opened and Clark, wearing a tights, walked in.
Clark's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention. In this tense situation, he walked in gracefully with an innocent look on his face, wearing a dignified and solemn Kryptonian dress.
It was as if a fight was about to begin when a muscular man in a pink skirt and holding a magic wand danced his way into the fight.
"Are you Zod?" Clark recognized Zod at a glance.
When Jor-El was telling him the truth, he used the spaceship's technology to recreate Zod's determined face.
Facing the murderer of his father, Clark found that he did not have much anger in his heart.
He knew that the conflict between Zod and Jor-El was due to the fact that both sides held different philosophies, but their goals were the same - to save the future of Krypton.
"Kal-El!"
Zod recognized him immediately.
The bright red S on the "dress" is the symbol of the El family.
He suddenly became excited and said excitedly: "I was just about to go find you!"
Zod was very happy that Kal-El wore the Kryptonian's formal dress and came to find him from afar, which showed that he had a sense of belonging to Krypton.
He is a little upset that Jor-El and Laura finally sent Carl and the Code away, but Zod will not take that resentment out on Carl.
As long as the other party can contribute to the reconstruction of Krypton, he is a good Kryptonian!
Even Zod knows that he can only be a general, but Kal-El has more possibilities.
Perhaps Kal-El can become the leader of New Krypton.
he thought.
Zod knows what kind of material he is. He has the ability to capture a planet and transform it into the original appearance of Krypton, but he also knows that he does not have the ability to lead Krypton to continue moving forward.
If it wasn't for saving the future of Krypton, he would never have done such a rebellious and presumptuous thing as launching a rebellion.
His original plan was to use the Codex to train a new generation of Kryptonian rulers and then hand over the world to them.
But now it seems that if Kal-El is capable of taking the position, then it would be fine for him to become the leader.
"I've been looking for you for decades, Carl." Zod said happily. The other Kryptonians also relaxed a little, but they still watched the alien Bant out of the corner of their eyes.
"I'm glad you came to me on your own initiative. This means that we, the displaced Kryptonians, have reunited and will once again spread the glory of Krypton to the universe!"
"You may not know me yet. My name is Dru Zod..."
"I know you," Clark interrupted.
Zod was stunned for a moment, thinking that perhaps Jor-El had left some tricks to let the other party know what happened in the past. If that was the case, then the fact that he killed Jor-El might also be known.
But Zod's expression remained calm, and he continued, "In that case, you should also know that the Central Codex is Krypton's last hope. Kal-El, your father and I were once very good friends, but unfortunately we disagreed, which eventually led to Krypton's destruction."
"Your mother Laura made the same choice as Jor-El, and as a result, she and everything on Krypton were destroyed. Now, everything has been proven, and only we can rebuild Krypton. We need your help, hand over the Central Codex, and let us work together to keep the civilization of Krypton alive on that planet!"
"This is our...gift mission!"
Zod clenched his fists.
To be honest, Clark was somewhat moved by his words.
After being alone for so long, Clark really longed to have some people like him.
But the crux of the problem is not here.
"What are you going to do to Earth?" Clark inquired.
Seeing Clark seemed to be a little moved, Zod was overjoyed and immediately explained: "Your father and mother put Krypton's treasure, the Central Codex, on the spaceship that went to Earth with you. The Central Codex contains the genetic code of all Kryptonians. With it, the fire of Krypton will not be extinguished! Krypton's civilization will not be extinguished!
"With it, and by reshaping the Earth's environment, an identical Krypton will reappear in the universe!"
Clark frowned immediately.
He had noticed two problems with Zod's plan.
First, Zod did not consider the life and death of the people on Earth at all. Second, even if he succeeded, Krypton would be no different from the original destroyed Krypton. The new generation of Kryptonians would still have their lives controlled by genes, and then repeat the same mistakes. After exhausting the earth's energy, they would wait for destruction again.
"how?"
"Earthlings can't survive in Krypton's environment," Clark said.
He already knew how harsh Krypton's original environment was. The higher gravity field alone was enough to exterminate most life on Earth, not to mention that Krypton's atmospheric environment was completely toxic to Earthlings.
Even now he finds it difficult to adapt to the air composition inside the Zod spacecraft.
There was some kind of toxic substance weakening him. If Bant hadn't temporarily put a filter in his nasal cavity, Clark felt that he would have fainted by now.
"Earthling?"
"Why should we care about those inferior races?" Zod asked back somewhat unhappily.
He didn't take the so-called earthlings seriously at all. They were nothing more than backward and inferior civilizations in the universe. In this dark cosmic forest, they were the weakest link and their existence was worthless.
"When our ancient Kryptonian ancestors were exploring the universe, those Earthlings were still pathetic monkeys!"
To be honest, let alone the possibility that the Earthlings might be killed by changing the atmospheric environment, even if the Earthlings survive, Zod plans to carry out a massacre!
He had no intention of sharing the planet with these inferior creatures.
"I know you grew up on Earth, Carl, so I can understand your compassion for those Earthlings. How about this, when we kill them all, we can find a day to commemorate them. We can make turkey or something every year to thank them for their contribution to the reconstruction of Krypton."
Bant, who was standing by, almost had his circuit board crash when he heard what Zod said.
I am so grateful and grateful. You Kryptonians also have a nickname called America, right?
"I think they must have a lot of common topics with Americans." Bant disappeared like a drop of water, then suddenly stretched out from the ground and said in Clark's ear.
Clark's face didn't look very good, because this incident was also recorded in American history.
"Hey, General Zod, you can do this in North America. They have historical roots anyway. You're following tradition, which I think is great."
"Bant!" Clark was a little anxious.
Although he knew that America was wrong, he couldn't just sit there and watch this happen again.
Fortunately, Zod never even looked at Bant.
"I'm talking to my people, what the hell are you!"
He had wanted to ask for a long time.
Even in the records of Krypton's civilization that has traveled throughout the universe, creatures like Bant have never been seen.
This sticky, snot-like thing seemed to be able to control the machine. Zod was a little worried that the outpost spacecraft on Earth would malfunction due to disrepair. If he could catch this black, sticky snot, maybe he wouldn't have to worry.
"I'm just a Tiangong security officer passing by."
"No matter what you are, you are our trophy now. Release control of our spaceship immediately and take us to Earth!" Zod ordered coldly.
"I think you've gotten carried away." Bant shook his head helplessly. "Zod, you want to save Krypton, but your actions are just repeating the same mistakes. Even if you can turn the Earth into a second Krypton, so what? That would only extend the life of Krypton for a short time. If you continue to do it this way, it won't be long before the Earth will be destroyed."
"You want to save Krypton, and I have a plan."
"So what?" Zod didn't buy it at all.
"Looking across the universe, there are countless planets that can be transformed! Even if the Earth is destroyed, we can continue to colonize the next planet!"
"You actually want to continue colonization?!" Clark couldn't believe it.
Zod completely treats the planet as a consumable. If his plan goes according to plan, the Kryptonians will become nomads in the universe, bringing disasters of death and destruction to other civilizations.
"Unfortunately, it looks like we don't see eye to eye." Zod saw Clark's expression and knew there was no need to continue.
He didn't care about what Clark resisted, and he could even say he really wanted it.
He is a natural born soldier and warrior, but what is his value if there is no war?
Fighting with other races for the survival of Krypton and exterminating other races is what he desires at the genetic level.
He pulled out a short blade from the right thigh of his armor.
"Kal-El, let this black thing take control of the spacecraft. If you dare to stop me, even if it's you, I will destroy you without mercy!"
"It seems that this doesn't make sense." Bant turned his head.
He wanted to talk to Zod about his ideas, but the other party obviously didn't take him seriously and didn't want to listen at all. He was also determined on his own path, so it might not be helpful even if he talked.
Besides, Bant is not without temper. Zod is so arrogant, is it possible for him to flatter him and talk to him nicely?
Give him a beating first and then talk.
I hope that after getting beaten, he can still be as unruly as he is now.
"Do it!"
Zod was worthy of being the destined general. After the conflict of opinions, he immediately turned hostile. Several Kryptonian warriors had been waiting for his order and immediately rushed over like a cannonball and punched Bant's Clark.
"Transform!"
A green light flashed on Bant's body, and then he turned from a shapeshifter into a solar storm.
Facing the attack from the female warrior Fiora, he only raised his hand slightly, which was already the opponent's limit.
boom!
A sonic boom sounded, but Fiora's fist could not advance an inch.
"How is this possible?" Fiora's eyes widened.
He was fully armed, and the armor on his body could give him superhuman strength. He could jump several kilometers with a light leap and blow up an asteroid with ease. How could he be blocked?
And the other party was not wearing armor.
The situation on the other side was similar, but the big guy might be stronger than Fiora. He punched Clark, forcing him to take a few steps back and smashing the hatch of the spacecraft.
But as Clark stabilized his body, the situation reversed instantly.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Zod had no time to think about Clark. He saw with his own eyes that Bant suddenly changed from a monster into a humanoid creature, and he was wearing combat clothes similar to those of Kryptonians.
You know, under the armor, his own clothes are also of this style.
"He's a...Kryptonian!"
The staff member next to him said in surprise.
After undoing the Doppelganger's transformation, control of the ship returned to their hands, and the staff was able to use the ship's technology to scan Bant's body, but this only surprised him more.
"His genes are even better than Kal-El's!"
"How is this possible?!" Zod was shocked, "How could there be other Kryptonians in this world?!"
"who are you?!"
"I've already said that I'm just a security officer of the Tiangong Association passing by. Of course, you can also call me - Solar Storm!"
After saying that, Bant grabbed Fiora's wrist with his backhand, swung it up and smashed it hard at Zod.
Wow!
Zod had no time to dodge and was hit directly. He and Fiora broke through the glass of the spaceship and flew into outer space.
Of course, this was not a big problem for him who was wearing a combat suit. He just wanted to get rid of Fiora and fight back, but when he raised his eyes, he bumped into a broad chest.
Looking up, I saw Bant's eyes were blazing with fire!
boom! !
Two beams of scorching heat swept across in an instant, cutting the distant planets into flat shapes.
Zod was seriously injured by this blow and floated half-dead in the universe.
Zod: Encountered Bant by chance, and could not defeat him despite his best efforts.
(End of this chapter)