American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander

Facing Clark's scrutinizing eyes, Luther nodded gently, then raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the plane.

"If you have anything to say, wait until we get on the plane.

Especially you, Clark, we don't know you yet, and you don't know us either.

After you get on the plane, don't forget to introduce yourself, let's go!"

After the voice fell, Luther nodded gently to everyone.

At the same time, everyone looked at each other, and then nodded in unison.

In the distance, while following the maid to the room assigned to her, Martha couldn't help but turn her head and look at her son.

Looking at the people whose formation was messy but whose momentum was particularly good, Martha couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Perhaps Clark was right. This group of people who were more terrible than demons might really become saviors one day!

In this way, Luther walked into the cabin first, followed by Bruce.

Deadshot and Victor followed Zatanna and Selina and walked into the cabin one after another.

Clark finally stopped near the cabin door for a moment, his eyes swept across the night sky, and touched Martha's eyes for a moment.

After a moment, he showed Martha a brilliant smile, then walked into the cabin, and the cabin door closed!

At the same time, in the plane, Pierce chuckled and said in the communication channel.

"Hello everyone, I am Pierce, the pilot of this trip.

Our journey will start in twenty seconds, the flight time is about 32 minutes, and the destination is above the White House in Washington.

Don't be polite, there is a dining area in the cabin, you can have a bowl of ramen or a piece of steak before the battle, and there is a bathing center for everyone to rest.

If you have expectations for equipment, the logistics area is open to you at any time. Most of the small and medium-sized equipment of the Luther Group is available here!"

"Woohoo!"

Listening to Pierce's words, the Death Shooter clapped his hands excitedly.

"I like this, man. Is anyone going to the logistics area? Anyway, I have to update my equipment!

The things of Luther Group are famous for being expensive and good, just like the things of Wayne's family.

I never thought that one day I would be able to use these equipment to my heart's content, haha!"

"Come on, man, there are many things you didn't expect.

Can you imagine that from today on, your daughter will be proud of you?"

Victor patted Floyd's shoulder with a smile and smiled at him.

Hearing Victor's words, Floyd's shoulders trembled, and his eyes narrowed happily.

On the side, Luther came to the seat in the rest area in armor, and while sitting down, he said to everyone.

"We still have thirty minutes, and updating equipment is not the most urgent thing.

First of all, guys, how about getting to know each other, after all, we don't know each other's abilities yet."

After the voice fell, he put his hands together and looked at the people around him with scrutiny.

But just as he showed his scrutinizing look, Selina slapped his helmet heavily.

Snap!

After a crisp sound, Selina sat down next to him with disdain and crossed her legs skillfully.

After crossing her legs together, Selina chuckled and said.

"Don't mind Lex's behavior. You men like to be serious when doing things.

We all come here to fight for our lives. Is it necessary to be so serious?

I am Selina Kyle, a thief. I am not bragging, but my skills are the best in Europe and America.

What about you? I have to know who I should hide behind when I encounter danger, right?"

"Mrs. Selina!"

Luther interrupted Selina's words depressedly, and then he simply raised his hand and pointed at Clark.

He just pointed at Clark and said.

"Everyone here, except Clark and Zatanna, we all know each other.

As for Ms. Zatanna, I have seen the power of magic and know what she can do.

So, Clark, I am asking you rather than asking everyone.

Are you willing to introduce yourself? The key is your ability. You dare to come with us on your own initiative. You are not a spy of the CIA or someone who is causing trouble for us, right?"

After speaking, Luther opened his mask and looked at Clark with deep eyes.

At the same time, everyone looked at Clark curiously.

Especially Victor, who grinned with his big mouth, showing his ferocious smile, and patted Clark's shoulder heavily.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this damn world is much more special than we think, who the hell cares how special a person is.

If you are good, then after tonight, maybe I can recommend you to our Dead Soul Party to be a boss and take care of Arkham's affairs.

Isn't the island of Nahe recently being planned? After the subway project starts, Arkham will also undergo a major transformation.

By then, maybe the city of Arkham, which everyone hates, will become a hot spot. It's not a bad thing for you to be the boss there, it's a blue ocean!"

After the voice fell, Victor looked at Clark with appreciation.

And Clark, facing the scrutiny or expectation of the crowd, he nodded gently and said.

"I am Clark Kent, you all know my information, just a farmer who grew up in Smallville.

As for my ability... uh..."

Speaking of this, Clark was a little embarrassed.

He lowered his head and continued in a low voice.

"You'd better not have too high expectations of my abilities.

I am just stronger and faster than ordinary people.

In addition, my eyes can occasionally shoot red lasers, but I can't control them well.

And if I accidentally use the laser, my eyes will hurt, just like being burned by fire and sunlight."

"Wow~"

Hearing this, Zatanna raised her thumb in surprise.

"Is it like Cyclops in the X-Men comics?"

"Well, it's almost the same, but to be honest, it really hurts when using lasers!"

Clark added with a bitter face.

"It's very ordinary, right? It's far less powerful than the superheroes that appeared in the past few days, and it's even worse than magicians like Miss Zatanna."

Hearing this, Victor nodded slightly and shook his head.

"That's pretty good, Clark. You're much better than I thought.

After all, before this, I thought your ability was a hindrance.

Now it seems that sooner or later you will become the kind of person you can rely on, haha!"

With a ferocious smile, Victor held the knife in his hand and found a seat aside.

He picked up a bottle of wine and said to Clark while pouring it.

"I'm Victor Falcone, a professional killer. I have basically mastered all the skills a killer should have, just like Floyd.

But it's really embarrassing. Floyd is much better than me."

"Don't belittle yourself, Victor. Today you will work with Floyd and Lady Selina to provide sniper support and firepower assistance for the three of us."

Bruce raised his hand and drew a stroke in Luther's cabin, and a real-time three-dimensional picture of New York suddenly appeared in Luther's cabin.

Right in front of everyone, a towering spire made of silver-blue metal stood in the center of Washington.

This spire is rooted in Washington, releasing its power to the entire Washington area, that is, the lightning gathered on the spire.

Every time the lightning strikes, there are buildings and the people hiding in them being swallowed up by the lightning.

That's right, it is swallowing rather than destroying, because after the lightning decomposes the buildings and humans, whether it is sand, stone or flesh, they are all mixed together along the trajectory of the lightning strike and merged into the spire.

At the same time, Bruce continued to point at the spire and said.

"After this tower was built by the invaders, it has been eroding the entire Washington.

Since I can't collect the relevant energy myself, I can't specifically analyze the intensity of lightning and build a model to determine the materials and strength required to defend against lightning.

So, everyone, don't be hit by this kind of lightning anyway.

We know nothing about today's invaders!"

"Wait, I may know a little bit."

On the side, Zatanna interrupted Bruce's words, and then raised her right hand like a good baby and said.

There are two more chapters. Please wait. By the way, Black Myth is pretty good, but it's too damn hard. It's too hard to run around!

I ran all day, but I didn't learn how to beat the boss. Instead, I learned the theme song of Journey to the West.

Where is the way to go!

Yes, I sang while running, and I almost cried while singing!