American comics: God on earth, Saiyan hybrid Kryptonian

The development of things is beyond imagination and unpredictable, and the fate of destruction is like the sword of Damocles hanging above the two planets, always ready to swing the final beheading.

Bardock and King Vegeta fell out.

This man, who was so desperate that he rushed to the universe to fight Frieza, was one man in charge, and he chose countless elites as low-level warriors, but he was still outnumbered and captured.

As an insider of Codex technology, Bardock was imprisoned, and the Kryptonian transaction was forced to suspend

"King Vegeta must prevent the Codex of Life technology from being obtained by lower-level warriors, so Krypton's imminent planet relocation plan has been delayed again and again."

"The destruction brought about by class solidification on both races made your mother and I feel the horror of being imprisoned."

"So, hope was born, and it was you, Al."

Staring into Carrot's eyes, Jor Al stretched out his hand and slowly opened the clothes on his chest, revealing the S pattern inside:

"This is the crest of the El family."

“It represents hope!!!!”

Natasha Romanoff glanced at Carrot with a strange expression: "S?"

Where his eyes fell, Carrot El's eyes were also staring deeply at the pattern.

Does it represent hope?

Seeing this, Jor Al continued to tell: "When your mother returned to Planet Vegeta, she was already pregnant."

Upon hearing this, Tony Stark was suddenly stunned: "Pregnant?"

"Aren't you artificially reproduced?"

"Yes, Al is the only child born naturally."

Tony Stark opened his mouth wide, his big eyes flashed, and a smile that men would automatically show when talking about certain topics appeared on his face:

"So, you secretly tried it without telling the whole planet? I'll go and have fun under the surveillance of the whole planet!!"

Carrot El's face darkened, Superman's disapproving look came from him, and he glared at him coldly from the depths of his soul:

"Shut up!"

"If you fucking say one more thing about this topic, I'll throw you into the sea and feed it to Godzilla!"

Tony Stark covered his mouth with a snap: "Okay, I shut up, I shut up."

Jor Al sighed, and as he spoke, several people had reached the depths of the spacecraft:

"It is precisely because the life path of artificially cultivated children will be planned from the beginning, that we chose the path of natural reproduction."

"We want our son to have endless possibilities."

Stark glanced at Carrot in his mind, well, this is not only infinite possibilities, it is simply omnipotent.

"By the time your mother returns to Planet Vegeta, the situation will be dire."

"At this time, we all know the fact that we are doomed."

Jor Al's words are full of regrets, with nostalgia and regret, but he does not regret that he served as a kindling to ignite the last glory of history:

"With my help, your mother collected some of the genes of lower-level Saiyan warriors and put them into the original code, and I stole the code that records the genes of Krypton's life and gave it to her."

"Please believe that there is really very little time left for us. Everything happened so quickly that we couldn't even stay with you for a while after you were born."

"Under the surveillance of Frieza's army, your mother doesn't even have the possibility to escape."

Carrot looked at Jor Al looking at him with regretful eyes, and he didn't know what he felt in his heart. He could only nod his head to express his understanding:

"I understand that you had no choice at the time."

After hearing his son's words, Jor Al seemed to relax a bit, and sighed:

"According to the information Alika learned when she visited Bardock in prison, King Vegeta implanted the life genes of the Saiyan elite into his son Vegeta."

"But your mother chose another path, which is the freedom of lower-level soldiers."

As he listened, there was no expression on Carrot El's face, but the more he looked like this, the less peaceful he seemed.

"Interesting, do the people at the top and the bottom each bear half of their fate?"

Natasha Romanoff felt a little curious about the mysterious direction of this decision.

"At the last moment of destruction, we used the space capsule that Bardock had hidden long ago to send you to Earth."

"Alika and I, as Kryptonians and Saiyans respectively, chose to live and die with our home planet."

At this point, the truth is almost out.

But Jor Al seemed to still have his own ideas about this. He slowly walked towards Carrot, looking into his blue pupils as if he was entrusting or expecting, and murmured:

"Carrot, I hope you understand that your departure is completely different from King Vegeta's desire to maintain his son's selfish rule."

"Your mother has always been determined to part ways with them once and for all."

"He believes that the Saiyans should have their own future, rather than being brutal killing weapons under the rulers."

"That's why I gave you the Al family name."

"When the destruction of the twin stars shines at the end of the Milky Way, the sins and shackles of the past will also be annihilated into the dust of the universe."

"And you will start over as a son of hope carrying two worlds. As a son of complete freedom, you will control the direction of all destiny."

"Carrot El, please forgive us for not being able to accompany you."

"Because we can't, we are the remnants of the old times, and we are also the crows trapped in the cage."

As Jor-El's voice gradually fell, the corridors on both sides also opened the doors one by one, and the lights slowly sprinkled in along the cold brought by the ice and snow.

The iconic S clothing, one by one, was reflected in the eyes of everyone in this Kryptonian exclusive cloakroom.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Carrot El, and neither Tony nor Natasha spoke.

In the huge spaceship, only a pair of blue eyes were left, quietly staring at the last projection in front of them.

The black camouflage metal reflected the final destruction of the two planets.

When the woman who shouted his name, in the fireworks that pleased the emperor, showed a relieved smile and turned into ashes.

When the man who looked at the earth splitting under the shining of the red sun, he closed his eyes with nostalgia.

The light passing through hundreds of billions of planets finally stopped in the sky where the legend began.

In the dark, it seems that two figures are intertwined at this moment.

The bright red cape against the blonde and blue eyes always carries a smile brighter than the sun.

It is like the broken glass in time, in the interweaving of blue and orange, the most simple black is gathered.

It is my birthday today, and my wish is that this book will not collapse.