Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Silence, deathly silence!

The rain of blood transformed by the witch was still pouring down from a high place, and everyone was stunned when they saw the corpse on the ground with a dagger piercing the heart.

Neither the people at the Vought Group headquarters nor the person in charge of the Red Weapons Laboratory had ever imagined this situation.

The restraining effect of red weapons on superhumans has long been verified by laboratory researchers on those superhumans.

Even a superhuman with super-defense like Soldier Boy can be transformed in the face of Red Weapon by breaking through his defenses, and the transformation based on Soldier Boy's body will undoubtedly make Red Weapon more powerful.

The most powerful superhuman from decades ago, the biological red weapon, coupled with the excessive injection of compound No. 5, in the eyes of the people in the red weapon laboratory, Soldier Boy has been enhanced to an unprecedented level.

Even if they fight against the current motherland, they don't think that the soldier boy will be completely defeated.

But now, everything has exceeded their expectations.

The Motherland, the Miko and the Soldier Boy jointly unleashed the most powerful attacks to attack Lincoln, and two of them had attacks that could directly suppress superhuman power.

However, in their view, this was an attack that was certain to kill even the people of the motherland, but it did not harm Lincoln in the slightest.

The dust that was stirred up by the explosion that shattered the entire island was as thick as the explosion of a small nuclear weapon.

Everyone believed that no one could survive such a horrific attack, but what did they see now?

With the dual suppression of the Red Weapon and Anti-No. 5 compound, Lincoln was able to withstand all the attacks from three people, including the natives, without any injuries.

When Lincoln walked out of the thick fog with everyone watching, he easily blew the anti-superhuman weapon developed by the Vought Group into pieces.

While he used his body to block the dagger whose composition they could not analyze, he stabbed the dagger into the heart of the soldier boy with his backhand, killing him completely.

In less than a minute, they lost two weapons that took a lot of time, effort, manpower and material resources to create.

The scattered blood and corpses on the ground directly illustrate Lincoln's power and invincibility. Even the weapons researched and manufactured against superhuman beings have no effect on him.

Looking at the corpses that fell on the ground, both the Walter Group and others realized the arrival of the true god.

Unlike the false gods like the people of the motherland who can be defeated by calculations, Lincoln, who single-handedly shattered the three men's alliance and buried them, is the true god who cannot be defeated!

Uneasiness and fear were gathering in their hearts, and those who had carefully prepared various plans against Lincoln were filled with despair.

They could no longer find anything else in the world that could cause harm to Lincoln. Even nuclear weapons were insignificant in the face of Lincoln's extraordinary speed.

The lack of any countermeasures against Lincoln actually directly pronounced their fate.

Silently they took out a steel-like pistol from the desk drawer, pressed the bullet into the magazine, calmly pointed the muzzle at their temple or chin, and then pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The clear sound of gunfire bloomed in different places around the world, which means the loss of each life.

The plan failed miserably, and they had no way to face the future.

After Lincoln liquidates his countrymen, if they are still alive, they will face torture that may be much more terrifying than death.

Lincoln may not do this, but their former enemies will never show any mercy.

Suicide is the last dignity they leave to themselves.

...

On the Atlantic Islands.

The people of the motherland did not commit suicide.

Looking at Lincoln, who was slowly floating in the air from the island, the motherland gritted its teeth, and every muscle in the body trembled with indescribable uneasiness and fear.

Desperate fear and anxiety surrounded his heart like a nightmare. Looking at Lincoln who had killed two superhumans like a chicken just a minute ago, the uneasiness in the heart of the motherland seemed to have returned to the one that had enveloped his entire childhood.

in the laboratory.

It was such a painful past, and Lincoln was like that nightmare.

Looking at the man in front of him who had single-handedly taken away his reputation, status, and rights, the hearts of the people of the motherland were beating faster than ever before.

The effects of Compound No. 5 began to fully manifest in his body.

The motherland man only felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, as if filled with endless energy. After a roar, a sonic boom sounded behind him.

With a white cloud of gas, he rushed towards Lincoln at supersonic speed.

Bang!

The extremely powerful bodies collided in the air, and a cloud of gas spread from them.

Grasping the fist of the motherland with one hand, Lincoln looked at the motherland who turned from extreme movement to extreme silence, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Is this your confidence? Some compounds? They have corroded your brain? How pitiful.

"

"No!"

The people of the motherland looked at Lincoln whose face was full of ridicule, roared angrily, and punched him again: "You should not have appeared at all!"

Bang!

There was another muffled sound, and his fists were clenched.

With his hands restrained, the motherland roared and kicked out his right foot: "I should be the only god in the sky!"

Click——

The sound of jagged bone cracks sounded, but the motherland man kicked out his left foot as if he didn't feel the pain: "I am a man of the motherland!"

Click——

Another foot was kicked off by Lincoln.

The red eyes were full of desperate madness, and the scorching heat gaze instantly burst out from the eyes of the motherland: "I will do whatever I want!"

Phew~

A stream of icy air was spit out from Lincoln's mouth, climbing on the heat vision like tarsal poison.

The heat vision that was enough to melt steel was extinguished by the terrifying low temperature, and rushed back. Inch by inch, the cold breath finally climbed onto the faces of the motherland, whose faces were already ferocious and crazy.

His vitality was completely cut off.

Calmly letting go of the frost-white ice sculpture in his hand, the completely frozen motherland fell from a height and landed heavily on the island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

With a click, the solid ice collided with the rock, turning into fine ice crystals scattered all over the place.

Under the low temperature of absolute zero, the body structures of the people of the motherland have been frozen to pieces.

Looking at the ice crystals below, Lincoln reached out and pulled out a wooden box from the void.

He opened the lid and looked inside. The originally beating heart had completely stopped and turned into a heart sculpture exuding an icy air.

Lincoln looked at the heart and pondered for a moment, then let go of his hand and let the box fall to the ground with the heart.

Before the box could fall further, Lincoln waved his palm and dispersed the light of the portal.

With a pop, the waves splashed, and the heart disappeared into the turbulent ocean.

The superhuman competition ended in a way that no one could have imagined.

The champion of the individual competition in the competition gave up the right to challenge and directly became a new member of the Super Seven, while the runner-up and third runner-up directly turned the competition into an ambush when they challenged.

The co-captain of the Super Seven, the Patriot, even personally joined the attack on Lincoln.

The final result was that the individual runner-up and third runner-up died, and the former captain of the country was directly killed in this attack.

This competition established Lincoln's unparalleled power and status in one fell swoop. Everyone realized that their previous imagination of superheroes and supervillains was still too shallow.

So much so that a person as powerful as Lincoln has never appeared in comic books, movies, and novels. This is a dereliction of duty on the part of all creators.

...

After the Superhuman Contest, Vought Group.

"Superman, we need to create a new public relations plan for you."

"What?" Lincoln, who was enjoying the sunshine with his eyes squinted in the office, looked at Asheli in surprise: "Public relations plan?"

"Yes, yes." Esselie nodded with some embarrassment: "According to the survey, many people now have different views on you."

"Simple online activities can no longer reverse your reputation, so..."

Ashelie stopped, because Lincoln's half-smiling eyes were looking at her: "When did I need their opinions?"

Lincoln's tone was calm and indifferent: "Tell those people, I don't care what method they use, submit a list to me, and all those who say bad things about me behind my back will be sent to Africa to mine."

"This..." Ashelie was stunned: "There are too many people, and will the punishment be too severe? There may be more people..."

"Then send them all to mine. If Africa doesn't work, go to the moon. If the moon doesn't work, go to Mars."

Lincoln looked at Asheli coldly: "I need to teach them one thing. Before they have enough ability to deal with me, it is best to keep their mouths shut and hide their plans in their hearts."

"Also, if anyone else has any objections to this, I don't mind restarting the competition."

"Maybe it would be more interesting if the competition objects were changed to superhumans and humans? What do you think, Esheli?"

"I..." Listening to the cold murderous intent in Lincoln's voice, Ashery was a little at a loss and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that she had lost the ability to speak accurately, Lincoln waved her away and then squinted his eyes again to look at the sun in the sky.

The hazy gray lines reappeared in front of my eyes, and on the fifth gray line, the golden color had climbed almost all the way, but just a trace was missing.

In the world of Black Robe, many people died at the hands of Lincoln, but there were very few plot characters who died at his hands. In total, there were less than ten people.

Although the number of people was not very large, according to Lincoln's previous experience, the lives of these people were enough for him to completely light up the fifth golden string.

But the final result told him that he thought too much.

Killing can only fill 80%-90% of the golden string, and the rest needs to be lit in the sun in a regular way.

Several months have passed since I came to this world, and I am just a little short of charging the golden string.

If he really wanted to bask in the sun, he might not have to take a bath in the sun to recharge the golden string.

Whenever he thought of this, Lincoln couldn't help but miss Freddie.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that he likes Fred's fire-disfigured face, but that this guy also provides energy when the solar energy he created in the dream world enhances his spirit.

In the dream, there is a sun hanging on it. In reality, if he drills into the sun again, he will be twice as happy!

Unfortunately, Freddy's abilities are related to the devil and cannot be taken away.

In the Superman Contest, Lincoln used his absolute strength to set a new benchmark for the world, but what he did in this world was far more than that.

The man from the motherland is dead, but his son Ryan is still alive and well.

Unlike everyone else, including Soldier Boy, Ryan is the only superhuman in the world who was born with superpowers.

Other superhumans more or less contain some active ingredients of v5 in their bodies, and rely on these ingredients to obtain superpowers. Therefore, the superpowers will be inhibited and harmed by the rays containing radioactive particles stimulated by the red weapons.

Ryan is different.

The changes since the fertilized egg period have made v5's existence integrated with himself. Simple radiation particles can no longer suppress the superpowers in his body, and the anti-compounds produced by the Walter Group can only make him temporarily weak.

Not only that, Ryan also complemented the shortcomings of other superhuman beings. His germ cells have been proven to be able to combine with egg cells to give birth to new life.

Vought Company treats this as a top secret and does not even dare to conduct too much research on it, for fear of discovering some way to naturally produce superhuman beings.

The Vought Group started with the No. 5 compound that can turn people into superhuman beings. If there is no such thing, superhuman beings will be born naturally.

Along with Compound No. 5 being swept into the trash heap of history, there will also be the Vought Group, a group that has monopolized superhuman things for decades or hundreds of years.

However, their will was not Lincoln's idea.

Lincoln reopened the study of naturally born superhumans, relying on the genes contributed by Lane, a 'little native of the country', and a little bit of intelligence.

Finally, a completely new compound was synthesized.

Compound No. 6, a tube of compound that emits golden light.

Unlike Compound No. 5, this compound will directly awaken a person into a superhuman being and has no side effects including the annihilation of children and grandchildren.

Of course, hesitant awakening is linked to genes, so the results of awakening may vary depending on each person's genes.

A person injected with this medicine may awaken a power as powerful as the people of the motherland, but it may also turn him or herself into a liquid person who is so limp that he cannot stand up.

All in all, the world is going to be a weird place.

It will be very similar to the world of the X-Men, but different, which means that the turmoil in this world will not be calm.

But what does this have to do with Lincoln?

He is about to leave this world and will not be bothered by these things at all. On the contrary, he has a brand new collection in his collection.

After breaking up a large amount of compound No. 6 and scattering it into the ecological cycle, Lincoln put away the standing building and plucked the golden string.