The Death Knell

Green ice crystals covered the edge of the lake, and the golden sword light in Deathstroke's hand made them look flickering, like a grassy lawn covered with gold powder.

Brutus was a little bit anxious to jump over the wall. He didn't say anything this time. He emerged from the small hole at the bottom of the pit and launched an attack on Luther.

The speed of the four people present is at least the speed of light, and any confusion or mistake will be infinitely magnified.

But Su Ming just watched the tauren rush towards the bald man who had just finished breaking the ice. He didn't make any move, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Speaking of which, in his previous life, he often felt that there was something wrong with the speed standards of American comics, because according to past common sense, when the speed exceeds the speed of light, time will flow backwards, at least that's what Einstein said.

But in the comics, the only person who can really reverse time simply by relying on speed is Shirogane Daichao. No matter how fast others fly and exceed the speed of light, they don't seem to have much to do with time.

For example, Ron, as a Martian, his physical fitness is almost the same as that of a Kryptonian, and he was even once called the 'Mars Superman'.

But even if he used the highest speed, he couldn't reverse time, otherwise Su Ming guessed that he would most likely go back to save his wife and children.

After Su Ming's own speed reached the super-light level, he discovered that if he did not use the time stone, he would not be able to change time with his speed. It was as if the two concepts were completely decoupled, beyond his previous understanding of the universe. .

Is this considered a restriction imposed on people by the world? To ensure the normal progression of the story? Or something else

The Supreme Mage is always prone to getting entangled in the issue of time, which is considered a kind of occupational disease.

While Su Ming was watching the show, Superman tried to protect Luthor, but Lex, who was already standing in the front row, refused to retreat and instead advanced against the charging Minotaur, choosing to fight head-on.

Speaking of which, the biggest difference between Luther and Mr. Excellence is here. Bald's genius is all-round, while Michael's genius is only for scientific research and sports projects.

Luther once paid to hire the best killers and coaches in the world and learned fighting skills from them. For example, Lady Shiva and Bronze Tiger all gave lessons to Luther.

It only took Baldhead three weeks to learn all of Siwa's martial arts. Maybe she had one or two special moves that she didn't teach her, but the other martial arts alone were terrifying. Everyone knows Batman's genius, but it took him ten years to travel around the world to learn fighting skills.

But there is a problem. Although Luthor's martial arts is very good, after he learned it, he didn't use it much in fighting Superman. Instead, he often used it to kill his own researchers.

For example, if the experiment is not done well enough, or the product disappoints Luther, or he gets into trouble, then he will just snap off the head of his subordinate.

The bald man is very generous to his subordinates, and his wages and benefits are better than those of Wayne Group in all aspects. There is no upper limit on the funding for research projects, allowing them to make whatever they want.

But this is not unconditional generosity. It is still very difficult to reach Luther's standards in scientific research, at least those scientists who died not long ago in Zhenglian certainly cannot do it.

Brutus raised the new ax in his hand and chopped it down on Luther's head. When he saw that the trajectory of the ax blade matched the bald man's neck, the minotaur showed a cruel smile, as if he could see this in the next second. The clown wearing green and purple armor has his head missing.

Luther did not dodge, but used his neck to catch the opponent's axe. He chose to use the Black Tiger move to dig out the heart and attack the opponent's chest fiercely.

The confrontation also happened in an instant. When the ax hit his neck, his fist also hit Brutus' chest, and he immediately activated the energy cannon on the forearm armor.

The close-range shot blasted Brutus hundreds of meters away, directly hitting the rock wall at the far end of the cave. Countless fang-shaped stalagmites were broken by roots along the way. The bull-headed man vomited blood in mid-air. A piece of flesh and blood protruded from his chest.

Luther's neck was only cut off, with a bit of skin still attached to his head, and his bald head was tilted on one shoulder.

But he didn't shed a drop of blood, and the fracture was like cut plasticine, smooth and flat.

The squinting bald boss just raised his hand to straighten his head. Many gray blood vessels and flesh strands sprouted from the break, and he pulled his head back and pushed it back into the distance.

He was unscathed.

This is the power of Martian genes. Luther, who has the ability to transform, is almost physically immune. If you want to defeat him, you must either use unparalleled power or use concepts or causal weapons.

But these are things Brutus does not have.

"Are you okay? Lex!" Superman flew to Luthor, who was hovering in mid-air, and grabbed his shoulder to check the wound, with a look of concern on his face.

But the bald head didn't appreciate his kindness at all, and the look on his face seemed a little disgusting. Luther immediately raised his hand and slapped Superman's hand away, raised his chin proudly and said:

"Care more about yourself, Clark. With an enemy of this level, you brought half of the Justice League to fight with him? It really makes me, who is now a member of the Zhenglian, feel embarrassed."

"The situation was different. He always ran away at that time, and we didn't have a good chance at all." Superman looked at Brutus who was getting up in the distance, and saw that the flesh on the opponent's chest was healing rapidly: "The enemy has not been defeated yet, be careful. "

Green ice crystals were still shining on the ground, as was Luther's bald head. He patted the non-existent dust on his armor:

"It's just a cockroach that I didn't step on. Are you still worried that the cockroach will kill you? Stand aside, Clark, I am much stronger than you now, let me prove it to you!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. Luther rushed directly towards Brutus, started a second round of fighting, and immediately smashed the ceiling of the cave and flew towards the vast sky outside.

Superman followed closely behind, constantly calling the names of his old enemies and friends: "Lex, wait for me, don't rush in! Let's fight the enemy together!"

Su Ming, who had been watching the excitement on the shore of the lake, twitched at the corner of his mouth, and Luthor started to compare again. His wish was to prove that he was stronger than Superman, and Superman stupidly always proved that he was stronger in disguise. These two people were really

But let them be happy, Su Ming's current target is not Brutus, he is still waiting for his opponent.

There is no problem in leaving the burly Tauren to Luthor and Superman to deal with. If only Superman were around, he probably wouldn't be able to kill people and would keep his hands on everything. Even if Su Ming lied to him that he was an alien, it might not work. Mr. Clark It's soft-hearted.

But when Luther was present, things were different. The bald man was out to kill people.

The more Superman prevents him from killing, the more he will want to kill Brutus to prove that he is stronger, because this is also what Superman can't do.

Seeing the gravel still falling from the top of the cave they smashed into, Su Ming shrugged his shoulders, flew to the dry bottom of the pond, and got into Brutus' personal safe house.

Here, there should be a set of equipment used to contact Zubado. Go along and bring it back to the adjutant to push back the technology.