American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior.

Chapter 23: It makes sense for a farmer to bring some blasting tools, right?
Hearing the loud noise echoing throughout the farm, Dio didn't dare to look back.

He finally understood his father's courage.

It's not a reckless charge, but choosing to stand in front of the one you love even when you know the danger is there.

Gritting his teeth, Dio lifted Clark's arm:
"Hold on, big idiot. Let's go!"

Nodding weakly, Clark allowed the unknown being to help him move towards the tractor.

His fingertips were an abnormal bluish-gray color, and every step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength.

The metal monster seemed to have noticed their intentions, and suddenly let out another piercing metallic hiss, and the kryptonite green light in its chest became brighter!

"Om-!"

A visible green energy wave spread out, and Clark groaned suddenly, his knees weakened, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Clark!"

Dio exclaimed, stumbling towards the tractor with Sekai desperately trying to hold on to him.

In the rain, the green light continued to grow stronger, illuminating the entire farm with flickering lights.

"Om-!"

"Euler!!!"

The monster let out a metallic twisting sound that was almost a scream, and taking advantage of this gap, Dio finally dragged Clark onto the tractor. He turned the key tremblingly, making the old engine emit a hoarse roar.

The tractor started, and the roar of the engine covered up the monster's roar.

Dio couldn't help but look back.

Star Platinum leaped high and smashed his fist on the monster's head with tremendous force.

Behind it, Locke had blood at the corners of his mouth, but he was still smiling.

That smile seemed to say: Don't worry, son.

Your dad is always your dad.

"Hold on, hold on." Looking at Locke's back standing alone in the rain, Dio almost crushed the steering wheel, "I'll be back soon, Dad."

Roaring into the rain, and behind the tractor—

The roar of the metal monster and the battle cry of Star Platinum intertwined, and the purple fist shadow and green radiation collided fiercely in the dark night!
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"You are really haunted."

Staring at the monster in front of him that seemed to be "looking at" him, Locke paused, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth:

"Star Platinum! The World!"

Time stands still.

The raindrops hovered in mid-air, and the light of lightning solidified into a pale crack.

In this still world, only Star Platinum turned into a purple afterimage and rushed towards the monster at a speed beyond its limit!

0.5 seconds!
The purple fist drew a dazzling trajectory in the rain, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it slammed hard into the kryptonite in the monster's chest!

Locke is not a fool. Time has stopped. Why not attack the weak point if he can?
“Ola!!!”

With this roar, time began to flow.

Spider-web-like cracks spread rapidly across the monster's body.

Many metal fragments began to disintegrate and fell to the ground like rain, and in an instant the monster's size shrank from more than three or four meters in height to about 2 meters!

"Om-!"

With a metallic twisting sound that bordered on a scream, the monster stumbled back several steps and crashed into the barn's outer wall, causing the wooden structure to collapse instantly. The flying wood chips drew white tracks in the rain, and a few pieces grazed Locke's cheek, leaving tiny traces of blood.

But he didn't move at all, his eyes fixed on the struggling, screaming and roaring figure!

"Roar--!"

With a deafening roar, the kryptonite in WXR9's chest burst into a dazzling green light!
Those scattered metal fragments gathered together rapidly as if attracted by a magnet, and instantly condensed into dozens of sharp metal tentacles in front of it, shooting towards Locke like a poisonous snake!

"snort!"

Locke snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Want to use the same move a second time?

"Star Platinum!"

The Platinum Star suddenly flashed, and his fists turned into a blurry afterimage—

"OOLA OOLA OOLA OOLA!!!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Mixed with rumbling thunder, a series of crisp sounds of metal exploding also exploded in the rainstorm!

Every tentacle that attacked was blown into pieces the moment it came into contact with the purple fist wind, and silver metal fragments flew everywhere in the rain like fireworks!

The shattered metal debris fell to the ground, twisting and wriggling like living things, trying to reassemble.

"it's useless."

Locke took a step forward, pointed one finger forward, and Star Platinum took a fighting stance.

"I could have blown you to pieces a month ago."

"I can blow it up again now!"

"Buzz!"

But no sooner had Locke finished speaking than the monster suddenly made a chilling move. It slowly raised its 'arm'.

Let the scattered metal fragments reassemble in the air and gradually form a giant jagged sickle!

The rain slid down the sharp edge.

Under the reflection of the kryptonite green light, the entire weapon exudes a very strong aura of death.

Locke narrowed his eyes.

"Snapped--!"

He flipped his wrist and pulled out a military detonator from his waist.

The World!

Star Platinum caught the detonator accurately and threw it forward with force.

The fuse burns, hissing in the rain!

"Whoosh!"

The detonator cut through the stagnant water droplets in the air and shot directly at the kryptonite in the monster's chest!

Time resumes its flow.

WXR9 raised his metal sickle and hurriedly blocked, but saw Star Platinum suddenly change his tactics -

"Eula!"

The purple punch hit the joint of the sickle, forcibly blasting a path for the detonator!

"Boom——!"

In the light of the explosion, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the kryptonite!

The monster let out a harsh metallic whine and stumbled backward.

And Locke.
He took out three detonators and put them in his mouth, then lit the fuses and let sparks fly in the rain.

"Farmer, bring some blasting tools."

"That makes sense, right?"

Star Platinum punched out with both fists—

The left fist smashed the reorganizing metal tentacles!

Use your right fist to insert the detonator into the gap of the monster's joint!

“It’s art, and that’s what art is.”

After spitting out the last fuse of the ignited detonator in his mouth, a cold light flashed in Locke's eyes!
"explode!"

"boom--!"

The chain of white light illuminated the entire barn ruins as bright as day, and countless metal fragments turned into iron rain in the flames!
I don't know when the rain stopped.

The moonlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, casting a silver band of light on the ground.

Locke lay on his back in the mud, his brown curly hair covered in mud and metal debris, his chest heaving violently.

"Ha ha."

Panting, he turned his head to look to the side——

The small pool of silver liquid, less than 30 ml, was still wriggling and slowly shrinking like some dying creature.

The kryptonite fragments had completely dimmed, and the green light had disappeared completely.

"Such a big event." Locke laughed hoarsely, "but it's made of such a small amount of stuff."

"It really is"

He raised his arm to shield his eyes, a tired smile on his lips: "It's amazing."

Speaking of which, those two boys are probably crying and making a fuss right now, and Jonathan and Martha must be really overwhelmed.

Locke couldn't help but smile, and thinking of the people who might be worried about him, he controlled the Star Platinum to lift himself up.

But when he just stood up——

"Clap."

A drop of water fell from the broken eaves of the barn and hit the mud puddle in front of him.

Followed by the second and third tones
But Locke could hear it.
Those aren't raindrops at all.

It was the sound of boot heels tapping on wooden boards.

Those guys showed up?!

All his muscles tensed instantly, Locke endured the headache and controlled Star Platinum to take a fighting stance.

"Don't be nervous, kid."

A hoarse voice came from above my head.

In the moonlight, a tall figure squatted on the broken beam of the barn, the hem of his leather windbreaker swaying slightly in the night breeze. "Your tactics are quite good."

The man was holding a cigarette, his gray hair tied into a short braid at the back of his head.

"correct."

He slowly stood up, feeling a vague sense of danger coming over him.

"The force that pushed away the monster's sickle just now."

"Is it telekinesis?"

(End of this chapter)