The World Engine was a special creation used by the Kryptonian civilization to reshape the planet's environment. This spaceship-like facility was equipped with an atmospheric modification engine, which could completely change the air structure of a planet within a few hours by means of air exchange. Of course, this change was not destructive, but it adjusted the light to a level where the Kryptonians could absorb it perfectly.
An even more terrifying and destructive threat was the gravity generator inside the world engine. It could increase or decrease the weight of a planet's core through energy bombardment, which was terrifying. This kind of modification of a planet's core was violent. It could completely flatten everything on the planet's surface in just a few hours.
It was like laying the foundation before building a house, and the process of laying the foundation was the process of transforming natural land into usable land. In the eyes of the Kryptonians, the best usable land was the surface with nothing.
This meant that once this thing was activated, the earth's civilization would be completely wiped out within a few hours.
"Clark! The World Engine is not indestructible, but you have to end its operation from the inside, or get a higher authority to shut it down by force! "
The voice of the temporary navigator, Miss Louise, rang in Clark's ears.
"That means you have to defeat General Zod, but Saber has already lost. Don't take the risk. He wants the Central Grimoire in your body. Don't give him the chance!"
"Then what should I do?"
Clark stuck close to the shell of the rapidly descending World Engine. Due to the high friction with the air as they entered the atmosphere, the temperature of the World Engine's shell rose rapidly. The three claw-like brackets were already glowing red, but this did not affect Clark. He communicated with Miss Louise through the communicator in his suit.
"What should I do to end this?"
"SHIELD just sent me their plan. The destination of this machine is New York. At its current speed, it will raze half of the city to the ground in an instant, so you have to push it out! Push it over the Pacific Ocean and let it land in the sea. There will be fire support from the east, and they will be responsible for destroying it directly! "
"Which way should I push it?"
Clark asked loudly. The next moment, a gentle voice appeared in his mind.
"Ah, the spirit of the Kryptonians is so strong. It took me a lot of effort to find you. Clark Kent, Superman. I am Professor Charles. I will guide you in the direction to push the World Engine. Now, turn left!"
"Alright."
Clark propped himself up on the edge of the rapidly descending world engine with his arms. As the first child born naturally hundreds of years before the destruction of Krypton, Clark had great potential. Growing up on Earth gave him enough time to experience the sun's rays, which made Clark's pure strength stronger than the average Kryptonian. He was even comparable to General Zod. Of course, his fighting skills were much worse.
Zod had spent his entire life on the battlefield, while Clark had only started fighting crime a few years ago. Before that, he had been helping out on his family's farm.
"Now, tilt 30 degrees to the right. Yes, that's the direction! Push! "
Professor Charles was like a precision instrument, controlling Clark to correct the falling direction of the World Engine bit by bit. At this speed, this was a process that required very precise control. If there was a slight deviation, this thing would crash down, and the result would be the immediate disappearance of a city.
But after a few seconds of fine-tuning, a deep voice sounded behind Clark.
"My nephew, what the hell are you doing?"
Clark subconsciously turned around and threw a punch at General Zod, who was in a sorry state behind him. However, the punch was easily caught in the palm of General Zod's hand. General Zod looked at Clark in front of him and said in a low voice, "I just fought an Earth warrior.
"I just fought with an Earth warrior. In my opinion, he is much braver than you … Do you still want to run away from me?"
"I've never run away!"
Clark clenched his fists. The two superhumans began to fight back and forth in the air. The moment Clark was entangled by General Zod, the World Engine fell rapidly into the atmosphere below. At the top of the World Engine, Saber Hawk, who was firmly fixed to the surface by four chains, had completely stopped breathing.
In outer space, he could not breathe, but this did not mean that he was dead.
In the deepest part of his body, there was still a trace of spiritual fire burning.
"I just left for a short while, and my new host was killed so easily?"
A vigorous voice sounded in Saber's mind. "It's embarrassing to be defeated by such an opponent!"
"Boom!"
The scorching fire burned in his soul like an exploding spark, and the eyes in the fire closed again.
"Stand up! Saber Hawk, I have ignited the fire of life in your soul. Your journey has not even begun … How can you fall here! "
"Boom!"
The fire burst out from inside Saber's body and wrapped him in it. The speed of the fire was extremely fierce. In an instant, the chains that fixed his body were burned away, allowing him to escape from the World Engine that was falling rapidly. He flew into the air and fell rapidly in the air. Under the influence of gravity, he fell rapidly into the inner part of the Earth. Most importantly … when he returned to Earth, air came back!
"Huff!"
Seiber let out his first deep breath, just like a drowning man who was once again floating up. He breathed in the air and felt his body being filled with life force again. A flame was ignited in his soul. It was the flame of life that was given to him by a phoenix that was out of the norm.
As long as the flame was not extinguished, the life would not be extinguished!
It was a more concrete manifestation of life. Saber still did not know the meaning of this fire, but it did not matter. He would find out sooner or later.
He could feel the heat generated by the friction between his back and the air. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. Up there, Zod and Clark were still fighting. Zod, who was already enraged, did not hold back at all. Clark, who was still young and inexperienced in the use of his strength, was being beaten down.
"He has a lot of potential … But he belongs to the future."
Seiber said in a low voice, "Sim, can you still fight?"
"Huff … I'm going to tear him apart!"
The Berserker Demon Lord had never felt the pain of having its wings torn off, but it did not matter. The fire of life also healed the demon's injuries. Saber took a deep breath. Flames spewed out from all parts of his body. This time, after the fire of life was ignited, he could feel that his control of the fire had become smoother.
Boom!
Saber's flaming demon wings spread out in the air once again. He flapped his wings, and his body recovered from the rapid fall. He looked up at the sky. The Venom Armor that was heavily injured extended over his body. He reached out his left hand, and a scorching flame spear appeared in his hand. He aimed and threw it.
Whoosh!
The flame that came from below brushed past General Zod's face. He punched Clark and sent him flying. He looked down and saw Saber, who was covered in flames, rushing towards him again.
"Zod! The second round has begun! "
"Did crossing over death make you stronger?"
General Zod moved his fists and looked at Saber, who was floating in the air with his wings spread out. He sighed and said, "It seems that one of us will fall today."
"Go help them, Clark. I know you can't do it … Let me!"
Syber said to Clark without turning his head. Kent glanced at Zod, and in the end, he quickly descended and dashed towards the world engine that was about to land.
"We will rebuild Krypton from the ruins of this world … The civilization that I protect will be reborn in a state of destruction."
General Zod tore off his broken armor and threw it into the air. He looked at Saber.
"Between us and the humans, my nephew, the hope of Krypton, Carl, has chosen the humans in the end. This is despairing news, but I won't … I won't despair. I exist to protect Krypton and my people. That is my mission since I was born! Everything I do, no matter how cruel it may be! No matter how cruel it may be! It is all for the well-being of the people that I protect! "
General Zod opened his arms and floated in the air. He looked at Saber coldly.
"I no longer have my people … I only have this last hope left. Are you going to cruelly take it away from me? You! "
General Zod pointed his finger at Saber. "You! Can you really stop me? "
Saber moved his shoulders. A trace of fanaticism flashed across his demonized face. He answered Zod's question with one sentence.
"The glory of death is the right thing to do!"
"Hahahaha!"
Zod laughed wildly and clenched his fists. "It seems that you have learned the rules of Krypton's warrior, Saber. Very good! If you were born on Krypton, you would be the best warrior and the best general! Now, let's end this! "
"Either you die, or I die!"
With a roar, the two beasts once again tore at each other in the air. The battle in the air was freer and crazier. Saber punched Zod dozens of meters away. Zod turned around in the air and rushed toward him like a phantom. He punched Saber again and sent him higher into the air. Every punch landed on Zod's flesh. Sparks of power burst out from every blow. The two of them were soon faster than the speed of sound. They charged, ran, and dodged in the air.
Like warriors who ran rampant in the sky, they would not stop until there was a clear winner.
In the last collision, Zod's fist broke Saber's sternum again, but the latter held on tightly to his shoulder. Saber's demonic face showed a trace of ferocity.
"You know what? Zod, you should not have come to Earth!
"Among the stars, that is your battlefield, and this is my territory!"
Boom!
A scorching flame gathered in Saber's palm and formed an orange-red ruby dagger. He stabbed the dagger into Zod's cheek. As the flame dissipated, Saber's fingers clasped the gap of the transparent shell of the respirator on Zod's face.
Swoosh!
The specially-made combat helmet was torn off. Saber flapped his wings and left Zod's side, leaving a Kryptonian general howling in the air.
Sound! The sound was everywhere!
The roar of the spacecraft in the sky! The roar of the wind! The crying of the children in the city! The clicking of the clock! The screeching of the brakes! The ringing of the church bell! The sound of the train running over the tracks!
All these sounds from all over Earth were like the craziest thorns at this moment, stabbing into General Zod's mind.
His superhuman senses were causing him trouble at this moment.
Of course, an excellent warrior like him who had honed his senses on the battlefield all his life might only need a few minutes to adapt to the omnipresent noises. Unfortunately, Saber would not give him the time.
Nearly a thousand meters behind him, Saber waved his left hand, and a scorching flame spear appeared in his palm. He held the spear with both hands and flapped his wings. The moment he took off, he exceeded the speed of sound. In less than two seconds, the sharp tip of the spear pierced Zod's heart from behind.
Poof!
It was precise and fatal, like a venomous scorpion hunting for its prey.
No matter how hard a Kryptonian's bones were, he would still die when his heart was pierced. Saber had learned this very well when he killed the four Kryptonian warriors.
"It's a pity that I stopped you from fulfilling your great mission."
Saber held Zod's arm from behind, which had turned into a shoulder. He looked into Zod's eyes, which were unwilling to give up, and lowered his voice.
"Joe Ale has designed an ingenious trap. All lives that are saved at the most critical moment will be grateful to the savior. You and your soldiers are the threats in his design, and his son, Carl Clark, is the one who will save mankind from despair."
"Jor-El has never given up on continuing the Kryptonian civilization in his own way. Everything you have done has helped him perfect this plan. Clark will be accepted by mankind, and he will become … a god among men!
"Krypton will not perish. As long as Clark is alive, the Kryptonian civilization will continue!"
"Is … is it true?"
Zod's voice became extremely weak. He looked at Saber with a special glow in his eyes. It was the last hope of a dying man. Saber nodded.
"It's true. Jor-El's consciousness told me that himself. He also asked me to pass on a message to you … I'm sorry that he used you."
"Cough … cough … I don't blame him … I don't blame him!"
Zod struggled to reach out and grab Seiber's arm. He shoved a black keystone into Seiber's hand. His mouth was filled with blood as he whispered, "Help me, help me protect … protect … Carl!"
"Okay!"
Saber nodded. There was an indescribable emotion on his demonized face. "You are a true warrior. I will give you a proper burial."
"Ha ha … No, I am … I am … a failure. The future … the future belongs to … Carl!"
General Zod struggled and shouted.
"Soldiers of Krypton! Put down your weapons … and surrender … to mankind! Live … you … are the future of Krypton! Ophira … you are … the last … general of Krypton! "
"Puff!"
As if the switch of the water flow was completely turned off, the light in Zod's eyes disappeared completely. His arm lost the last of its strength and hung in the air. Saber picked up his body, flapped the wings behind him, and slowly flew to the ground. Behind him, the sun was so bright, but Saber did not feel the slightest joy or enjoyment of victory.
"Destroying a worthy opponent … turns out to be such a boring thing."
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