American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 87 Krypton's Helplessness: Base combat power of 18, forcibly suppressed to 1

The two disappeared into the azure sky, turning into two tiny afterimages, moving back and forth above the clouds.

"boom!"

Upon hearing Zod's taunt, Carrot El frowned slightly and kicked him away.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain. You, a man who seized military power and plotted a rebellion, actually have the nerve to call others traitors?"

In an instant, Zod felt as if a terrifying force had pierced through his body, sending him flying backward. He was only able to land on top of a cactus several miles away, barely managing to regain his balance.

"Cough cough. Ugh."

But the next second, his armor began to crack and shattered into a pile of fragments with a bang.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing this, Carrot El flashed in front of him, grabbed his neck, and said coldly:

"You always thought you were right, that no one but you could change Krypton."

"You are arrogant and conceited, distrusting no one, yet you never consider that you might be wrong. You want me to tell you where the law code is? Fine, but first answer me one question: why are you so weak?"

As Carrot El spoke, he slowly tightened the grip on Zod's neck with his five fingers.

The force that penetrated his skin almost suffocated him and made him faint.

After being exposed to the yellow sun, Zod's ears began to be filled with all sorts of sounds.

Unlike Fiora and the others, Zod had done his homework; he had secretly adapted to the atmosphere here on his own using the atmospheric modification system on his mask.

Zod forced out a few words through his choked voice, glaring fiercely at Carrot El:
"I train on countless battlefields. What about you, El? In the fields?"

"You're just a greenhorn who's spent over a decade basking in the sun in the fields. What right do you have to lecture me!"

Carrot El shook his head coldly, a hint of mockery creeping into his solemn tone:
"What if I told you that I train in a space with more than 3000 times the normal gravity?"

Zod's pupils dilated instantly, his shocked gaze filled with disbelief and astonishment as he stared at him in horror.

Carrot El said, enunciating each word clearly, "As far as I know, Krypton's gravity is about 200 times that of Earth."

"If a living organism can walk and jump freely in an environment with 200 times the gravity, its combat power can reach 18."

"This only covers adapting to changes in gravity, not including the Kryptonians absorbing energy from the yellow sun."

"However, during our exchange just now, I roughly estimated your combat strength."

"It's less than 2."

"Even if you have 2, please tell me why you only have 2 combat power?"

Carrot El's question caused Zod's pupils to visibly daze for a moment, but the following words pierced his heart like a knife:

"The answer is that something is suppressing your body's cells, forcing them to remain in an extremely weakened state."

"And once you arrive here, the shackles within you will be broken, and your combat power will experience a volcanic eruption-like expansion."

"But that's not because you absorbed the yellow sun faster than me, it's just your original potential."

"boom!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Carrot El raised his fist and punched him repeatedly in the face, angrily yelling, "So now you know how terribly wrong you were?"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"They could have had a better living environment; they just needed to adapt to the atmosphere here to undergo a new evolution."

"You actually decided to forcibly terraform the planet over such a trivial matter, and then confine the people of Krypton to a cage where they can be bullied by everyone."

"As a general, one should rather die standing than live kneeling, but what you have done is creating a Krypton that kneels before the entire universe."

Carrot El gripped his neck with one hand, while his other hand condensed a yellow light blast capable of destroying the heavens and earth, which he slowly raised.

"Since you say you've come to me in the name of Krypton, then I'll kill you in the name of Krypton!"

"go to hell!"

For a moment, gazing at the dazzling light in Carrot's palm, one could sense its unparalleled and terrifying power, and then look at Carrot now, with his vast and divine presence.

For a moment, Zod's unwilling gaze was lost in deep memories.

Damn it, have I really lost like this?
They were completely powerless to fight back!

Jorel, was I really wrong?
Is it possible that your choice is the right one?
Just then, as if to prove Carrot's words, Zod's body erupted with a powerful force that he could not have imagined before!

More than ten times!
Even so, at this moment, he still couldn't break free from Carrot El's arm.

Just how powerful has he become?
Suddenly, at that moment, Carrot El's pupils contracted sharply, and his gaze instantly turned to what was behind him.

Zod was certain that this was the first time he had ever seen anger in Carrot El's eyes!

The next second, before he could react, a beam of yellow energy struck his chest and exploded with a bang.

"Boom!!!"

A massive mushroom cloud slowly rose, and a figure vanished from the spot. The devastating explosion, like the annihilation of stars, illuminated the entire desert as a world bathed in white light!

"boom!!!!!"

Where the smoke filled the air, a terrifying sonic boom shot into the sky once again, and it was more terrifying than ever before, as if it were about to tear the entire space apart, instantly spanning tens of thousands of miles.

Carrot El vanished from the spot, leaving behind only a charred, blackened figure that slowly fell into the scorching yellow sand.

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Kent Farm, ruins have merged into a dark haze.

Countless corpses in military uniforms lay on the ground, and the raging fire seemed poised to burn the entire town to the ground.

Kara El staggered to her feet, clutching a bleeding arm, looking like a bullied little girl in front of Naba.

The Batplane was already shattered into pieces. It was a miracle that the guy who challenged the gods with a mortal body was still alive, since he had never won an encounter battle.

The Kent family's yard had been reduced to ruins. Martha and Jonathan huddled together, shivering, clutching the few photo albums they had managed to salvage from the fire.

The three tails swaying in mid-air in front of them looked so familiar; they remembered that when Clark first arrived here, he also had the same tails.

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(End of this chapter)