[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

In the darkness, the indescribable existence sleeping in the depths of the starry sky regained his consciousness wandering in countless worlds.

His shapeless, conceptualized limbs stretch out gently, penetrating countless overlapping parallel universes, and finally in a world full of grotesque colors that are not on the spectrum.

There is no substance in this world, only energy and concepts, pure concepts.

The limbs moved slowly in the space, and soon, he found the huge translucent sphere hidden in the deepest part of the world.

The sphere quietly suspended in a void, devouring the surrounding light and concepts.Under the translucent gray shell, there is a self-contained small universe hidden, and this universe is running according to certain rules at the moment.

"……Got you."

Countless conceptualized limbs filled the entire void in an instant, and then, like invisible tentacles, those limbs twisted and stretched towards the sphere.

"We should all abide by the rules, shouldn't we?" A frightening resonance sounded in the void, the translucent ball covering the entire universe seemed to be trembling, shivering under the entanglement of its limbs, "Look, you brought them into the dreamland. As for me, I won't kill you from the outside, but follow the rules and take the humans away from the inside...isn't that good?"

Accompanied by the resonance, the traveler slowly walked out of the void and stood in front of the sphere.He lowered his eyes and looked coldly at the shivering sphere, his voice was calm and indifferent: "We could have a win-win situation, why did you break the rules? Where did the green kryptonite come from? There is no kryptonite in that universe."

He kept moving forward, while the little ball kept retreating, until finally, it was entangled tightly by countless invisible limbs, unable to move any more, and could only look desperately at the approaching travelers step by step.

"I think you should also know the current situation." The traveler continued, "The options before you are very simple, either you find a way to make up for this mistake, follow the rules, and complete this game well. Or... ..."

Accompanied by the silent wail of the ball, those limbs were tightly bound, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the ball suspended in the air, and it was about to collapse in almost a second.

"Or, I'll kill you now." The traveler looked at it condescendingly, with a cold tone, "Do you really think I care about the life and death of a human race in a city on Earth? Don't let me lose my patience to kill boredom."

The ball let out a cry of despair.

"Very good." The traveler turned around, his figure gradually disappeared, and his tone remained cold, "Don't have another time."

……

After disappearing into this independent world, the indifferent expression on the traveler's face that reappeared near the main body instantly disappeared, turning into speechless.

To be honest, he was pissed off.

Hawthorne was really pissed off.

Doesn't he care about the life and death of the people in the metropolis?Of course he cared, if he didn't care, he would have been ruined a long time ago, and he wouldn't be so broken because of the death of the samurai in the dream.

He had originally reached a tacit truce agreement with the old days, and he was ready to concentrate on finding the truth.

As a result, a certain old sunbearer who came back from outer space—this pig-nosed "beautiful dream" didn't know that the Eye of the Secret Star had temporarily ceased fighting with the old days' rulers.

Hawthorne fell backward in anger on the spot.

But things have come to this point, he can only maximize benefits while minimizing losses.

Fortunately, it is not entirely a bad thing for Hawthorne to have dreams covering the Metropolis. He can take advantage of this opportunity to achieve some things that were originally impossible——

For example, use this opportunity to let a "wave of faith" erupt in the metropolis.

So Hawthorne didn't destroy the dream immediately, after all, if he destroyed it from the outside, all the people in Metropolis would go crazy.

This matter can only be discussed in the long run.

As a result, this "beautiful dream" with a problem in his mind seemed to be completely unaware that the eye of the secret star had been staring at it, and even went so far as to tamper with the dream and killed the samurai!

It's worth it!

Hawthorne immediately struck out, punching the pig-nosed face twice, to let him know who is the boss!

That's what happened just now.

Meimeng was scared to death immediately, and promised again and again that she would abide by the rules, stop operating in secret, and revive the samurai at the speed of light.And Meimeng can't wait to kowtow to apologize, explaining that it doesn't have enough power to release the dream now, Ian's dream is too big, maintaining the dream has consumed all of its energy, so it is eager to kill the owner of the dream.

It also explained that it can only maintain the status quo now, and it didn't deliberately not let people go. It looked scared like it was afraid that the old man of the Eye of the Secret Star would be unhappy, so it directly tore it alive.

But Hawthorne doesn't need it to release the dream at the moment. Anyway, as long as the dream doesn't collapse, the people inside won't really die.

He can use this dream to accomplish many things.

So it's not that important whether you can release the dream immediately.

The traveler closed his eyes, perceived the situation in the dream world, and opened his eyes after a while.

"Very good." He said softly, "I hope everyone will stop doing stupid things... Otherwise, it will be really difficult for me."

……

Clark was floating in a daze among the wreckage of battleships and space junk.

Holding Ian's remaining body, his mind went blank.

……died?

Really... dead?

"Ian?" he called softly. "Ian? Can you hear me?"

He couldn't hear Ian's heartbeat anymore, it didn't matter, he couldn't hear Ian when he was alive.So, maybe he just fell asleep, or was just too tired...

"Ian? Ian! Are you still there, Ian, Ian..."

"Ian..."

……

He called Ian's name over and over again, and at the end, he was almost begging.

However, the child in his arms still had his eyes closed tightly and did not move at all.

Clark couldn't imagine how this kid, who looked like he was only ten years old, would not flinch in the face of thousands of troops, and drew his sword in the face of an entire powerful empire.

He also couldn't imagine how tragic this desperate and disparate death struggle was.

There were countless wounds from cold or hot weapons on that broken body. He couldn't imagine what Ian was thinking when facing a powerful opponent that could never be killed.

Will he feel hopeless?

Will he regret exposing the identity of the abnormal sub-individual for himself?

Clark didn't know, Clark only knew, at least he regretted it, he... was desperate.

Why should he prevent Ian from returning to Gestalt?

He shouldn't have come to the Territory of the Exterminator with Ian. If he didn't come, the Legion of the Exterminator wouldn't come. If the Legion of the Exterminator didn't come, Ian wouldn't be abandoned in the space grave in the field.

He hugged the child's frozen corpse forcefully into his arms, his voice choked up.

"sorry Sorry……"

……

After an unknown amount of time, Clark raised his head with red eyes and looked in the direction of the Gestalt center.

After coming to this universe, Clark finally found a clearer goal besides leaving here.

He wants revenge.

He wants to destroy the gestalt!

Such a weird collection of extreme xenophobia, racial cleanliness, massacre and assimilation of foreigners should not exist in this world at all!

He knew very well that his life was saved by Ian, so he would never waste it!

Clark held Ian in his arms carefully. He couldn't even find where the remaining fragments of Ian's body were, but even if there was only half of his body left, Clark couldn't bear to let him drift in the cold universe.

Afterwards, Clark looked towards the star base closest to him, with an extremely dangerous red light bursting out of his eyes.

……

the other side.

Luthor, who had successfully docked at the internal port of the Federation, frowned and looked down at the holographic screen that popped up on the watch.

"...The lifeboat is gone?" He thumped in his heart.

What the hell is that Kryptonian doing?Could it be that the captain of the scavenger in Gestalt woke up and raised all the people and boats? ?

Luther quickly switched on the communicator, but there was no signal on the other side.

There is no federal signal, it can only show that Clark is now on the territory of the Exterminator with a high probability.At least, his communicator was on Exterminator territory.

Luther suddenly felt a chill in his heart, thinking that this hapless Kryptonian should really die outside.

The frog-like alien who spoke a strange language and danced on the opposite side was still calling him: "Hey, human Luthor, you haven't said how many lizard legs you want, everyone is scrambling for this one! Yes, the Exterminator is so rampant, it took us a lot of effort to transport it here, so the price must be a little bit more expensive, just say whether you want it or not!"

Luther was a little annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. He could only focus on the business at hand: "Are you lizard legs safe?"

A human and a frog began to bargain in full swing.

After finally sweeping the goods in this port, replenishing the supplies in the cruiser, and having a wave of effective social interaction, I got a lot of new information.

such as--

"Do you know the Elster Merchant Group? It is the merchant group that has been selling arms before. It was recently discovered that they were secretly engaged in the business of star robbers." A stone man made entirely of rocks told Lu mysteriously. se.

Of course Luther knew about this merchant group, and he bought his three gamma lasers from them.

"But this is already in the past tense." The stone man smiled mysteriously, and Luther wondered how he could make such an expression with a face full of gravel, "I heard that they changed their boss and became a good man. What...what's the name, hell, that pronunciation is so weird, man, it's as weird as the pronunciation of your name."

"Then are they still selling arms?" Luther asked.

To be honest, he doesn't care whether these merchant groups are doing star robbery or not, he only cares about whether his source of weapons can be stable.

"I don't know about that." The stone man spread his hands.

……

Luther quickly returned to the command room of the cruiser. As usual, he opened the star map to check the current situation of the entire star field.

After a while, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

A corner of the Exterminator's incomparably vast territory...why did a small part suddenly disappear?

On the star map, the grayed out map can only mean one thing - the star base of the galaxy in that part has been destroyed and turned into a land of no man!

Luther stood up from the command chair, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

——Which fleet rushed into the territory of the Exterminator, and destroyed several star bases and outposts in succession! ?