MTL - As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland-Chapter 250

There was no way, Clark could only step back step by step.

I saw the painting of Lex lying on the ground, it was an oil painting with strong colors.

Lex painted a painting on it that made his heart palpitate.

In the dark, dark sky, in the dim air, the entire city was reduced to ruins.

The man in gray-black uniform stands in the air, holding a bat mask forward, swearing his victory.

The figure with the "s" mark on the chest fell to the ground, and other broken walls and corpses formed the footnote of the opponent's oath of victory.

"This is.?"

Looking at Lex's painting, Clark raised his head in amazement and looked at Lex who was madly cursing himself.

What does this mean?

Many thoughts flashed through Clark's mind, but the movements of his feet kept moving, and he retreated to the outside of the lounge.

Lex, who was under control, still did not give up his curse, and shouted at Clark: "Your death knell has sounded, Clark. This is the end of your life, you will be finished, you will be killed like me. Lock it in! Right in front of you!"

Clark left the lounge area and walked down the hallway, still hearing the other person swear at him.

Although he wasn't angry at Lex's curse, he still felt a heavy heart.

What did Lex's words imply, intentionally or unintentionally?

Or is it just a random doodle without any meaning? !

After walking out of the mental hospital and looking at the gloomy sky outside, he let out a breath and walked towards the farm.

Metropolitan University, Eric is listening in the lecture room.

He is now a member of the literature department.

As for why I chose the Department of Literature, it is not because I am interested in literature, nor do I want to continue my writing career.

Simply because he felt that other courses were too troublesome and would take up a lot of his time.

Martha, who he had promised, must insist on completing his university studies, so he had to spend part of his time in school.

Listening to the aging professor on the podium talk about the history of American literature, Eric turned his mind to another matter.

The quasi-sea king Arthur has not contacted himself for a year, and he will not believe that the other party has an accident.

Before, he carved a small mark on Mera's back, which could help him track the opponent's location at any time.

Even if the other party is in the bottomless ocean, the scepter can still use this imprint symbol to find the other party's figure.

A complex light flashed in his eyes, and Eric's eyes narrowed.

Has become the king of Atlantis, and the result is that you can't keep your promise?

While thinking about it, he took out a purple envelope.

This is the letter that Mera sent to me a month ago.

It is mentioned above that she has completed her mission to help Arthur sit in the position of King of Atlantis.

So what kind of actions will the natives who claim to protect her kingdom make to prove their strength?

"It seems that the sea king has already told the sea queen his identity."

Eric frowned as he looked at the writing on the envelope.

Eric was not surprised that Arthur did not fulfill his promise to give up the throne of Atlantis to himself.

After all, it is the throne that rules the ocean. Even if Arthur wants to hand over his rights, the group of murlocs who look down on human beings who respect him as kings will probably not agree.

but

Eric put away the envelope and looked at the students who gradually left the classroom with the bell of the end of get out of class, his expression became a little playful.

No matter who it is, the debts owed to them will not disappear for no reason, but will only increase with interest over time.

He also has many means to recover his principal from Sea King, with his own interest.

Eric waited until all the students had left to pack up his schoolbags.

A girl in the last row of the classroom, wearing a purple hood and an open sports trench coat, walked towards Eric happily.

"Brother, your support club is planning an event!"

After a year of growth, Rachel, who has reached a height of 1.4 meters, asked Eric eagerly, "Can I participate?"

"You've already made up your mind, why are you still asking me?"

"Not so sure!"

An embarrassed expression appeared on Rachel's face, "I'm still young, and I've never participated in a college student's sorority!"

"I think"

Eric packed up his things, looked at his sister who was a year old and more aggressive than others three or four years ago, sighed, and said, "You should start with the most basic activities, such as normal communication and waving between kindergarten children, rather than participating in activities among college students.”

Eric suggested to his precocious sister.

"I have nothing in common with those children. Apart from accompanying my brother in class, what I like most is learning magic with Sister Zatanna."

Rachel leaned over, raised her head and asked Eric, "Brother, Sister Zatanna said she knew me a long time ago, and she knew me when I was in my mother's belly, is this true? ?!"

"Maybe."

Eric stretched out his hand and took Rachel's hand and walked outside.

"You follow Zatanna to learn magic, don't get too close to those people in the magic world, especially that **** named Constantine."

Eric said to his sister casually.

"why?"

Rachel didn't understand why her brother wanted to keep himself away from the wizarding world.

She felt that those people were very kind and hospitable to her, and liked to teach herself magic and treat herself to delicious cookies.

Although most of the time, she has a headache for those strange incantations and inscriptions, and can only use her talent to forcibly understand it.

"Because they're a bunch of **** with no bottom line."

Eric stroked Rachel's hair and said.

Maybe it's "shame and courage", after Rachel experienced the incident of being taken as a hostage by General Zod, she had the idea of ​​becoming stronger in her heart.

After a year, she has now entered a very good position in the development of her own abilities.

She can master the magic power inherited from the Sannomiya in her body, telepathy, flight, "shadow attack". Such superpowers are gradually controlled by her.

Although somewhat unstable when released, her abilities have surpassed that of Zatanna when she was a minor.

"All right."

Listening to Eric's comments on Constantine and other people in the magic world, Rachel nodded with some doubts.

Listen to your brother's advice and avoid communicating with Uncle Constantine and others, but the process of magic learning cannot be interrupted.

Rachel's eyes turned "Guru Lu", and she had already made up her mind on the black magic book in Eric's room.

At this time, Eric didn't know that Little Loli was typing the magic book from the Owl Council.

At this time, he was attracted by the TV in the common lounge area of ​​the university.

White House senators are being broadcast on television.

Dark-skinned black woman is talking about superhumans.

The location she was in was the square in front of Washington, and there were countless people around the square.

Countless people of different skin tones held up signs and listened to the speeches of the MPs.

Signs that read "Earth is ours, not aliens!", "Metropolis massacre, we need an explanation!", "Down with the people of the motherland, long live the human race", etc., etc., openly opposed to Clark and himself.

Looking at the gathered crowd, Eric's eyes showed indifference, and his brows wrinkled.

Rachel, who is slender in her heart, has the ability to perceive the emotions of outsiders and has a soul connected to Eric, felt her brother's emotions, and tightly clasped Eric's hands uneasy.

Chapter 279 Walking alone on the moon with my brother

"It's been a year since the Met, and just this time last year, on August 4, 2006, our most prosperous and prosperous city suffered the most harrowing disaster, with more than 4,315 citizens killed! "

The black congresswoman said in an emotional tone: "But the government turned a blind eye to the pain we suffered, they pretended that nothing happened, and they didn't ask the families of those victims. How can there be such absurd in the world. The culprit who destroyed our home, the executioner who killed us, can blatantly escape the justice of the law!”

"This kind of anti-human thing happened in the democratic and free America, it is absolutely intolerable! The government must give us an explanation, the motherland and superman must be judged by the law and the people!"

Superman! "

Individual emotional people took off their clothes with slogans printed on them and started waving them. Some even started to attack the police and staff who were in charge of guarding the scene.

Immediately, there was a commotion at the scene.

"elder brother!"

Rachel said to Eric a little uncomfortable: "Don't be too sad, no matter what happens. I will be on the side of my brother."

"Then I have to thank our "Ruiwen"! "

Eric was not affected by the picture on the TV, smiled at Rachel, and took her hand out of the school common room.

Eric is of course aware of the recent wave of "anti-motherland and superman" in society.

But he did not take these people's objections to heart.

No matter how loud the other party is, it will not cause harm to himself in reality.

I should be more careful about the actions the government may take against me in private.

Eric took his sister's hand and walked out of the teaching building, looking at the warm sky, his expression became a little serious.

On the other side, the Department of Defense.

General Swanwick was looking at Amanda Waller, who was awe-inspiring and gave the impression of a strong woman.

The creator of the Suicide Squad in the original world, one of the leaders of the Sky Eye Society that deals with superhuman affairs.

Amanda Waller was originally imprisoned by Eric in the "Land of Shadows", a "hell" that would allow humans to face their own demons.

Although most of the humans caught by the Sky Devourer were almost all swallowed up by this terrifying inner demon.

But she survived tenaciously in it, and trained a powerful spiritual force in it.

Eric released the other party, but on the condition that the other party must cooperate with him, otherwise he could lock her in at any time.

Amanda, who was finally reborn, had had enough of this dark torment, and had a strong fear of Eric.

Facing Eric's coercion, he had no choice but to agree.

Now, although she has returned to the US government, she has become Eric's person in private.

Although she is thinking all the time now, how to break free from Eric's control.

"Ms. Waller, please forgive me for not being able to grant your request."

General Swanwick said to her with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "I have given you all the information about the Battle of the Metropolis, as for the rest of the so-called content that I need to cooperate with, sorry, these are beyond my management authority. ."

"The threat posed by superhumans, especially those not under government control, to this society has been known to everyone since the events of the Metropolis, and they—need to be contained!"

Amanda's eyes were fixed on General Swanwick's eyes, "So the government ordered me to be 'cad.

Chapter 280 Bat and Harley Quinn

"What the **** is this place? I'm drunk, but I don't remember what I've been drinking!"

Captain Boomerang clutched his forehead and stood up staggeringly.

Surrounded by dazzling lights, the empty room made him feel very bad.

Captain Boomerang, formerly known as George Harkness, was born in Australia and followed his father to learn how to use Aboriginal boomerangs to hunt in his early years.

Later, because I was tired of the boring life in Australia, I came to the United States alone.

Soon, he formed a group of gangsters with his superb boomerang skills, calling himself "Boomerang Captain".

As a person who has been outside for a long time, he has developed an unusually vigilant personality, and after waking up from a coma, he has set his eyes on the group of people in front of him.

Captain Boomerang turned his attention to the man with the goatee who clasped his hands on his chest. He knew this guy—the famous death shooter in the mercenary world!