The Death Knell

some point in the future.

The trip for Superman and his team was not smooth either. Even though Superman and Cyborg were both able to fly, the suddenly closed portal still left them in the ruins like squeezed excrement.

"Ahem, I was hoping to land gracefully."

Arthur patted his corn scales. He had rough skin and thick flesh, so there was no big problem.

Cyborg's whole body was made of metal, so naturally he was fine. He got up and immediately tried to contact the Justice League. He started calling through the mother box, but the only response was a busy signal.

"Something's wrong. I can't hear anything from the Hall of Justice or Starman. The link is down."

The half-man, half-machine black man replied.

Superman was looking at the blood-red sky. The three of them were currently in the wreckage of a skyscraper, with broken and twisted steel frames and concrete surrounding them like a prison.

The smell of corruption came from the air, as if some giant beast had died not far away.

"This future doesn't look good. Where are the fragments of the total assembly?" Clark had some questions. Although he felt bad, the S logo on his chest gave him hope again.

However, before Cyborg could answer, at this moment, what they thought was a future building hundreds of meters away suddenly moved. This giant steel monster hundreds of meters tall turned around, revealing purple electrons. His eyes locked onto the three figures like searchlights.

There is a huge glowing symbol of destruction on its chest, and its arms turn into energy cannons in a roar and begin to charge. The green fluorescence lights up instantly, and the charging buzzer sounds like thunder.

"Lie down!"

As the light cannon opened fire, several figures suddenly rushed out from the ruins of the building nearby, saving Superman and others from danger. He then picked them up and stumbled into the inconspicuous sewer entrance in the smoke and dust.

There was no explanation, and no explanation was needed. The group of people ran for a short distance with their heads down, and then stopped at the gathering place of the dried up sewers to take a breather.

"Is that kryptonite radiation?" Superman's face turned green at this time. Although he was not directly hit by the giant robot's light cannon, the close contact was so strong that the kryptonite radiation almost made him vomit.

"There's also the Mark of Destruction, the giant Brainiac robot. It looks like we're late." Cyborg helped Superman up and put his arm on his shoulders.

Arthur was still fine and had not been hit. He was still breathing steadily after running for a while. He pointed at the many figures surrounding the three of them: "Let's not talk about that for now. It looks like we are together."

Indeed, this place in the sewer looked like some kind of rebel stronghold, with wounded people and ammunition boxes in a mess. In the dim light, pairs of green eyes were looking at them.

At this time, the figure sitting on the ammunition box not far away took off his hood, revealing blond hair. He was a teenage boy.

"You are indeed late. Brainiac's army arrived here about two weeks ago." The boy held a pistol in one hand and a dagger in the other. There was a vicissitude that did not suit his age on his face: "My name is Kamandi, the last boy on earth.”

As he finished speaking, the figures around him also took off their masks or hoods, revealing animal-like faces, humanoid creatures with tiger heads, lion heads, and dog heads.

"This is this?" Superman stood in front of his two teammates. Although these people had saved three people just now, these creatures did not look like humans.

"Oh, you're talking about the appearance of my comrades, right? They are mutants. After the first year of mutation caused by the cataclysm, the human genes and animal genes on the earth were completely mixed together. But don't worry, they They are all my friends, and mutants have the same intelligence and emotions as humans."

Superman even saw mutants with boar heads and duck heads walking past not far away. They used weird accents to study the matter of picking up trash.

"You said you were the last boy on earth?"

Superman relaxed a little. The other party seemed friendly, but the tiger soldiers behind him looked very serious and held the weapons in their hands tightly.

Kamandi nodded, his golden shawl hair was dirty and tangled in strands: "At least in my more than ten years of memory, I have never seen other pure-bred humans who can compete with the same kind of males. I’m happy to chat.”

Superman looked at Arthur and then at Cyborg.

I don’t know whether I should tell the child in front of me the truth, because the three of them are not pure human beings. If I insist on telling them, they are probably similar to Tiger Head and the others.

Superman is a Kryptonian. Although he has a human heart, genes cannot lie after all.

Arthur is half human, half Atlantean, and his bloodline is also an issue.

Needless to say, Cyborg, except for half of his brain and face, is completely made of metal. Some people believe that he is a robot.

But Superman is a moral model after all, and it is impossible for him to lie. He decided to tell the truth: "Kamandi, we..."

"I know you, Justice League, Superman, Aquaman, Cyborg, right? You are the heroes of the past era." Kamandi threw the dagger in his hand and twirled it between his fingers very skillfully.

Arthur smiled. It would be much easier if the other party knew him: "How do you know us?"

"Now we are in Tiger City, which was called Washington DC before the Cataclysm. My comrades from the Khajiit Empire and I discovered a ruins buried deep underground in the city. It is called the Hall of Justice... Fortunately, our language There is no change, I can see some information and I like your concept.”

The boy replied, then jumped off the ammunition box and walked deeper into the sewer along the passage:

"Come with me, we can get there through the sewer network."

Only torches can be used to illuminate the dark road, and tiger-men wearing red cloaks protect the group as they move forward.

During this period, Kamandi introduced his comrades to Superman and the others, Taftan, the prince of the Khajiit Empire, and Canus, the dog-man doctor. They were originally at war with the Ape Empire, but Brainiac fell from the sky and took advantage of the situation. Profit.

His robot army is almost unstoppable. No matter how strong the tiger or lion is, it can't match the power of the machine.

Although the weapons of the Khajiit Empire look advanced, they are only live ammunition weapons and are no match for laser weapons and energy cannons.

"Your world...how much damage was caused before Brainiac arrived?" Cyborg lowered his voice as he listened to the heavy giant robot feet coming from the soil above his head. Ask the boy.

"Most of them are. The cataclysm not only caused a global flood, but also caused genetic mutations for everyone in the old era. But Brainiac's robots were just rummaging for something in the ruins, and it seems they haven't found it yet. "

Superman's spirit perked up: "What he is looking for may be what we are looking for, the fragments of the total complex. Kamandi, have you heard of that?"

The boy shook his head and slid down an excavated slope: "No, because the ruins of the Hall of Justice are really...forget it, you'll understand what's going on when you see it. "